Next I found out what the Yin Yang Bagua diagram on the ground was for.
After the uncle placed the body on the ground, he took out a hoe from the door and dug parallel to the two Bagua diagrams.
I don't know what he wanted to dig.
Maybe there were some magic weapons buried underground.
Something like that.
Perhaps because he was a little fat, he was sweating profusely after not digging for a while.
He rolled up his sleeves and sat aside.
He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and held it in his mouth.
Although I didn’t know what to dig, I was also a junior and couldn’t just sit idle while my elders worked, so I picked up the hoe and started digging.
The uncle took a long drag on his cigarette and felt quite relieved.
He said it was great to have an apprentice, and he would also accept one tomorrow.
The corner of my mouth twitched, I felt that the purpose of accepting an apprentice is to let me do the work.
My master is the best.
Basically, I will not be asked to do anything.
The only thing is to learn my skills well.
The pit was getting bigger and bigger.
I didn't dig anything, but I was very tired.
My clothes were almost soaked with sweat, and there was a trace of heat coming out of my head, just like a pile of wheat straw that was about to be ignited.
The uncle had also rested.
He took the hoe from my hand and asked me to go to the side to rest for a while.
He said that he didn't expect that I was quite strong despite my small size.
I dug out so much soil in such a short time.
I laughed and laughed, no child from a poor family has any strength, unlike some city dwellers raised in pampered ways.
I asked my uncle why he dug this hole, but he didn't find anything.
He smiled and said that I would know after a while.
"Hey, uncle, you just said that you would accept a disciple tomorrow.
Why didn't you accept one before?
You didn't look down on it."
I sat aside with nothing to do, so I gossiped about the uncle's affairs.
He didn't care about the master's affairs.
Ken said, can’t he be the master of his own affairs?
The uncle stopped the hoe in his hand, with a touch of sadness on his face.
He lit another cigarette and sat next to me.
The master said that he had taken in a disciple before, but he did not take good care of him.
He said that his magic power was not good enough at that time, and he watched him die in front of him.
As he spoke, the corners of his eyes became moist, as if he was lost in memories.
Finally, he sighed and told me a story.
The story happened ten years ago "Uncle Mao, you are so powerful.
You have driven them all away.
How about you become my teacher?"
Bai Jie shook Mao Xiaohong's arm and blinked a pair of big eyes that were not as beautiful as a boy, with long eyelashes.
His eyes blinked and trembled, which was a pair of eyes that even girls would envy when they saw him.
Mao Xiaohong touched Baijie's little head, his face full of kindness, "You are only eight years old this year.
Can I accept you as my apprentice when you are ten?"
"I'm an adult now, why do I have to wait until I'm ten?"
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Baijie still shook Mao Xiaohong's arm reluctantly and pouted his little mouth.
Mao Xiaohong pretended to be angry and said that children should listen to adults.
In fact, as early as when Bai Jie was five years old, Mao Xiaohong had intended to accept him as his disciple, because his left eye was born with a heavenly eye.
The heavenly eye is not the same as the yin and yang eye.
Even a cultivator who wants to open the heavenly eye cannot open it.
It can only be opened temporarily, and only for a quarter of an hour.
That year, Mao Xiaohong was traveling around killing demons and benefiting the people.
It was not until he discovered Baijie, a child with a natural eye, that he chose to settle in the village.
He planned to accept Baijie as his disciple when he was ten years old.
Why do we have to wait until the age of ten?
It can only be said that people with heavenly eyes may suddenly fail when they are about ten years old, that is, they change from a pair of ordinary eyes.
"Uncle Mao, why do those people like to follow me every day?
It's really annoying.
I told my mother that someone was following me, but she didn't believe it.
She also said that the child should tell the truth and not lie."
Berger seemed to think of her mother's words.
Distrustful, the little mouth pouted even higher.
"Haha, it's not that they don't believe you, but because they can't see the people around you.
Look, doesn't Uncle Mao believe you now?
Because Uncle Mao can also see them."
Mao Xiaohong touched the cypress again Jay's head is quite doting.
How could he not dote on him?
If his heavenly eye hadn't closed when he was ten years old, he would have really found a treasure.
Mao Xiaohong is already looking forward to the scene of accepting a disciple in two years.
At that time, he must teach his disciple well and let him become a stunning master.
He raised the prestige of his sect.
"Okay Xiaojie, it's getting late.
Go home quickly.
Remember to be obedient at home."
Mao Xiaohong went to the sky.
Seeing that it was getting late, he asked Baijie to go home.
Bai Jie nodded obediently, said goodbye to Uncle Mao, and skipped home.
A day has passed by opening and closing eyes, a year has passed by closing and opening eyes, and two years have passed by in a blink of an eye.
The day that Mao Xiaohong was looking forward to has finally arrived, or it can be said that the day that the two of them have been looking forward to has finally arrived.
Bai Jie seems to have been protected by the gods, and his eyes still exist.
In order to once again confirm that his clairvoyance was really there, Mao Xiaohong went to the mass grave and caught an unjustly dead ghost and came back, and then asked Baijie what he was holding in his hand.
Berger covered his eyes after taking one look, stepped back more than ten steps, and cried out of fright.
Seeing his appearance, Mao Xiaohong scratched his head in embarrassment.
It seemed that he was too anxious and only focused on catching a ghost and forgot to pick a good one.
The one in my hand is really disgusting.
Its long tongue almost hangs to the ground, and there is a layer of green mucus on it.
The right half of the dead man's face has rotted, revealing traces of pale bones, and the rotten flesh is still going down.
It fell off little by little, and there were still a few maggots crawling in the nose and mouth.
It only had one eye, no black eyeballs, only the white of the eye, and the other eye was black and there was nothing in it.
The purpose of verification had been achieved, and the ghost had no use value.
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Mao Xiaohong threw it on the ground, summoned a pile of sky fire and instantly burned it into ashes, disappearing forever between heaven and earth.
With the consent of Baijie's family, the apprenticeship ceremony was held.
It seemed that all the sects did not like this apprenticeship ceremony.
It was also quite simple.
Baijie kowtowed three times on the ground and the apprenticeship was completed.
Mao Xiaohong didn't even close his mouth during that happy day, and he took good care of Baijie.
He was afraid of dropping it when he held it in his hand, and he was afraid of melting it when he held it in his mouth.
He can also be regarded as a very good master.
He teaches everything he has to others without hiding anything.
Baijie is also quite smart and knows everything he says.
One day half a year later, Bai Jie told Mao Xiaohong that after seeing a faint shadow on the body of a peer, he jumped into the river and died.
Mao Xiaohong didn't care at the time.
This might be a given.
It should be that the unjust ghost found a scapegoat, then reincarnated himself, and then the dead man waited three years before finding a scapegoat.
Practitioners will not care about this kind of thing.
This is fate.
If you insist on taking care of it, it will be against the way of heaven
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