MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 19 life money

  Chapter 19 Money for Life

  The sound of the piano is clear and clear.

In the Li family’s house, the face of Mr. Jiao Xi, who had a bitter expression on his face when he was playing the piano, also softened. The young man in blue shirt played the piano, and he was already relaxed. It was completely different from ordinary people. The expressions of other people in the room It also changed, those young people quieted down, while the elders stopped talking, or listened solemnly, or closed their eyes, shaking their heads slightly.

  The young man in the blue shirt sat upright and played the piano, his eyes were lowered quietly, and the sound of the piano was melodious.

  The young man closed his eyes, as if he had seen his success in the imperial examination, and he was full of ambition.

  The old man was dejected, as if seeing all kinds of things in the world and the setbacks he had encountered.

  Li Yixian recalled many experiences in the capital, and was stunned for a while.

The room is immersed in the sound of the piano, but the Taoist outside the room only feels his footsteps lift up, he doesn't go in, he doesn't go in, his eyebrows are completely tangled, he just wants to 'buy some' Yangshou, but he didn't expect , In the family I chose, there is such an expert.

   After thinking about it, he raised his hand and slapped the back of his head.

   Opening his mouth, he spewed out a black wind, covering the entire Li family.

Then ghostly ghosts emerged one by one, all wearing dark yellow clothes, the appearance above the waist was clear, only the face was blurred, and the bottom of the waist was completely transparent, holding chains or swords in their hands, If you want to rush forward, you have already covered your nature.

  The Taoist raised his hand and pointed to the front, saying: "Go, arrest the souls in this room!"

   "Whoever hooks a soul back, the Taoist Lord will tick off your name for you, and let you return to heaven and earth, and go to the nether world to seek a yin life."

   "Even if you can't live, you can at least stop being driven."

These ghosts suddenly stirred up a dark wind, and rushed towards the yard. For a while, there was a gust of dark wind. When ordinary people came in, they would feel chills on their backs, their bodies were stiff, and their yang energy was forced. But these ghosts stepped into the yard and moved. It started to stagnate.

  After taking ten steps forward, the evil spirit has already dissipated.

   One hundred and twenty steps forward.

  The sound of the piano is in my ears.

  Listening to the piano sound is like living my life.

Contains a dream, a feeling that a dream is not a dream, and Qi Wuhuo is unconsciously driven by the primordial spirit, falling into the ears of these ghosts, the effect is stronger, and the blurred faces of many ghosts gradually show facial features, or are beautiful. The young woman, or the mighty and rough man, or the old man, to name a few, seems to be awakened by the spirituality and artistic conception contained in the sound of the piano, and the spirituality blinded by magical powers is awakened.

  The Taoist's complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly swept away with his sleeve robe.

The cuffs turned around, as if they had turned into a big bag, and the black wind flowed against the current, directly pulling all the dozen or so ghosts back, while the Taoist was twiddling his goatee beard, and the corners of his eyes were jumping: " Just relying on playing the piano, I almost saved my dozens of ghosts, is this from the Buddhist school, or from the Taoist school?"

   "The primordial spirit is so tyrannical, but also has such a comprehension."

   "It's the kind of death!"

   "Which real person is here?"

   "There is such a method in Dharma."

   "Is it Fang Xiandao? Or Louguan Dao?"

   "The Hinayana Dharma that saves me first, and then human?"

   "It's not like there are really ghosts and errants drinking tea here, right? Obediently—"

The Taoist paced back and forth, and gritted his teeth: "It doesn't matter, if I don't get my Yinshou back, I will have a hard time living. I'm going to die. No matter who's real person is here, I have to see it before I talk about it." Immediately After twiddling a formula, he concealed his body, walked a few steps forward, turned around and saw a clothes hem was still outside, failed to hide, and fell into the air.

  The Taoist shook his head and laughed at himself: "Hey, I'm a hundred and thirty years old, and I'm still timid."

   "I don't know if it's a real person yet."

   "I was so scared that I couldn't even use my spells well."

   "Practice..."

  He stretched out his right hand to grab the hem of the clothes, and pulled it hard a few times.

In the eyes of others, it was as if they saw the fabric hanging in the air tremble a few times, then seemed to be straightened, and then dragged to another place with a whiz. If they could not be seen again, the Taoist used too much force and rushed forward. After a few steps, after standing firmly on his feet, he put down the hem of his clothes, clapped his hands and smiled triumphantly, "Hey, it's done!"

   Then he raised his hand to straighten his clothes and cuffs.

  But he really looks like a wandering Taoist priest.

   just swaggered inside.

After crossing the stone screen and the narrow passage, there were people coming and going, but they all turned a blind eye to him, did not hear him, and even took a snack from the chef's table next to him, and walked to the front of the lobby, and then he became nervous. Tidying up his clothes, he tapped his right hand on the cuff, and a speck of light flew out from the sleeve, flying bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a greeting card, dragging his hands.

   But I saw lines of text written on it with tadpole moiré patterns.

  【A minister of Xiaozhao Daoist, I would like to present the Nine Heavens Taishang Daojun, Taishang Zhangren, Jiulaoxiandu Dashen, Nine Qi Zhangren, Sanhuang Zhenjun...]

This is the origin of his master's lineage. It cannot be the dharma lineage handed down from these great gods, but it is hard to follow upwards. When passing on the dharma lineage, there will be three copies of this jade post, one belongs to the master, One is to be carried with you, and the other is to be burned into smoke to report to heaven.

   Respectfully, walked forward, and then said:

   "I don't know where senior is the real person, Xiaodao..."

  The voice and demeanor are extremely respectful and humble.

   Lifting his head, he saw Qi Wuhuo who was playing the piano.

The smile on the Taoist's face suddenly froze, his eyes widened, as if someone had punched him hard, the expression on his face wrinkled, froze from humility, and then turned into Arrogant, even the hunched back straightened all of a sudden, and his temperament changed in an instant: "So..."

  He looked at the young man, sneered and said, "He's a heretic [only cultivating sex, not fate]!"

   "It's just that the primordial spirit is strong, hmph, Master Dao thought, what kind of ability is there really!"

   "Scare me."

   Sweeping the sleeve robe, he directly unlocked the invisibility method.

Li Yuelin was intoxicated by the sound of Qi Wuhuo's piano, recalling his youthful ambitions and the many ups and downs in his prime of life. When he was feeling reminiscent, he suddenly saw an extra Taoist priest in his hall, dressed in dilapidated clothes. Taoist robe, white hair, and wooden hairpin soaked with oil, looking sloppy, my heart suddenly thumped.

   subconsciously looked at his younger brother.

  Li Yixian had already sat back and fell to the ground. When he saw this Taoist priest, his face turned pale, and he said, "You, you!"

  The Taoist smiled and cupped his hands: "You accepted my gold that day."

   "I'm here to get something."

   Li Yi first stammered: "I'm not, have you already delivered that [goods] to you?"

  The Taoist smiled and said: "That is already given."

   "But the money I gave you should belong to Yin Division."

   "You took the ghost money."

   "I also spent a lot on my own."

   "Don't you know? Ten taels of gold will buy you a year of life, and your life expectancy is fifty. This year, you are thirty-five years old. This one hundred and fifty taels of gold is your life money."

  Li Yixian's back felt cold, his hands and feet felt cold, and he couldn't move.

  Li Yuelin suddenly said: "Wait a minute, the money has never been spent, it is still here."

  The Taoist raised his eyes: "Oh?"

  Li Yuelin raised his hand and took out a pocket, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "This is your gold."

   "I added thirty taels to it as a congratulatory gift to the Taoist priest. Please hold your hand high and let my brother go."

  Li Yixian was stunned: "Brother..."

  The Taoist laughed and said, "What a brotherly love, not bad, not bad."

   "But take a look first, what did you take out?"

Li Yuelin was stunned, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and suddenly opened the pocket, the gold that was originally prepared in it had turned into a bag of soybeans, he picked it up, fell to the ground, and the Taoist Reaching into his bosom, he took out a bag of gold and looked at him with a smile.

  Li Yuelin blurted out: "This is...my gold."

  Then immediately stopped the voice, and said with a smile: "No, it seems that you have already taken it, Taoist Master."

  The Taoist laughed loudly and said:

   "What is your gold? I found this on the ground by a Taoist priest. Did anyone say it was yours?"

"you!"

  Li Yuelin begged: "Master... Please hold your hand high, as long as you let my brother go, I can ask you anything."

  The Taoist stroked his beard and said, "It's not impossible to let him go."

  Li Yixian and Li Yuelin had some expectations on their faces.

  The Taoist raised his hand and pointed directly at the young man who had stopped playing the piano, and said simply and neatly: "Give me his soul and primordial spirit!"

   "Not only can you buy your brother's life."

   "Master Dao can also give you great benefits."

"how?!"

  The complexions of Li Yuelin and Li Yixian changed suddenly.

  Li Puyu lost her voice: "This, how is this possible!"

  The Taoist smiled and said: "If not, Li Yixian will come with me."

  Li Yixian looked desperate, with a lot of struggles on his face, finally closed his eyes, sighed and said:

   "I shouldn't be greedy for money. It has nothing to do with that child. Take me away."

  The Taoist priest laughed, but his eyes still fell on Qi Wuhuo.

  Qi Wuhuo touched the strings of the piano, and suddenly said: "I agree."

  He raised his head, looked at the aged Taoist with dark eyes, and said:

   "I'm just curious, how are you going to take away my soul."

   "I haven't practiced for a long time, and I haven't seen such a method."

   "Can you come closer and let me see for myself?"

  The old Taoist laughed loudly and said: "You are cunning! But you are only good at resting your mind."

   "Since it is the plea of ​​a dying person, the old man is not so stingy."

   "Let's show you my supernatural powers, so you understand."

   After speaking, he approached, arrogant and indulgent.

   "Give you a chance!"

   "Come on, look!"

  (end of this chapter)