Chapter 58 A Pair of Embroidered Shoes
"Which school are you from..." Wang Jingzhe asked curiously.
Taoism in the world is like a towering tree, which has branched out and spawned countless sects of all sizes. The well-known orthodox ones include Maoshan, Longhu, Zhengyi, Quanzhen and Tianshi. There are also many non-orthodox Taoist sects that respect Taoist ancestors as their teachers, such as Xuanmen Wumai Mountain, which is good at fortune-telling, and Kunlun Temple in the south and Chu Ma Xian in the north.
In addition to these, there are also many hermit sects hidden in some famous mountains, rivers and scenic spots. For example, the knife sellers are all passed down from generation to generation and have no fixed mountain gate or something. There are also many hermits in Mount Zhongnan. Therefore, there are so many people in the world who can exorcise demons and ghosts.
Wang Jingzhe asked Miss Xiaocao about it, but she responded with a single sentence: "You are always so rude. Do you just ask about other people's privacy?"
Wang Jingzhe curled his lips and replied as if he was angry: "Say it if you want!"
"Gulp, gurgle" At this time there were suddenly some inappropriate noises on the ground, and Lao Zhao's body moved, and his throat made a "gurgling" sound as if water was boiling . Then Lao Zhao's bloated body stood up staggeringly. At this time he looked almost the same as the ghost that had appeared before. His body was swollen from being soaked, and blood was flowing from all his orifices. Some water stains flowed down his mouth.
Wang Jingzhe glanced at Lao Zhao's feet . There were two black handprints on each of his ankles. He said, "He was really pulled down by something."
But what was even more strange was that Lao Zhao was actually wearing a pair of brand new embroidered shoes. The shoes were so new that they seemed as if they had just been sewn, and the patterns on them were still bright and translucent.
Rivers, ponds, and lakes have always been places where supernatural events frequently occur. This is because people have drowned here in the past. Also, wherever there is water, it is considered yin, and it is very easy for wronged souls to be born after a person is hanged to death. Therefore, there have always been rumors among the people that there are water ghosts underwater who will drag people down and drown them alive when they see people on the water surface.
Therefore, Mr. Kundeshuizhu, a famous online writer from Northeast China, has a message for you: When you walk in the night, don’t enter the forest, and don’t cross the water!
Mountains and waters late at night are the places where supernatural events are most likely to occur. There are countless wandering ghosts waiting to harm people.
I'm not trying to scare you, this is true!
"In this era, even in the most remote and ancient villages, there may not be anyone sewing this kind of embroidered shoes, and there certainly won't be any on both sides of the Wei River. The style of these shoes looks a bit like the late Qing Dynasty before the Republic of China." Miss Xiaocao stared at the embroidered shoes on Lao Zhao's feet for a few seconds, then raised her head and said, "Do you think he is pinching his fingers like an orchid?"
Old Zhao stared with bloodshot eyes, and his throat was still making a "gurgling" sound. He pinched the middle finger and thumb of his right hand together, then raised them up awkwardly and pointed at Wang Jingzhe.
"Why the hell are you pointing at me?" Wang Jingzhe cursed angrily, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked Lao Zhao in the stomach: "You delayed my beauty sleep. I wasted the whole night on you. I told you to show up quickly, but you didn't show your true colors. Do you have to force me to do it myself?"
"Bang!" Wang Jingzhe kicked the opponent in the stomach and felt his feet go soft, as if he kicked a water ball, and the soles of his feet sank into it.
Old Zhao took a step back after being kicked by him, and crawled out.
"Ah..." Old Zhao opened his eyes strangely and suddenly let out a sharp scream. His originally stiff and slow movements suddenly became agile. He jumped straight up from the ground and opened his arms to pinch Wang Jingzhe.
"Tap tap tap, tap tap tap." The grass girl reacted very quickly and took a few steps back to hide, looking at the two of them with her arms folded.
Wang Jingzhe was speechless. He was just a spectator. It was this little girl Xiaocao who started the trouble. He was just a rower at best. But he didn't expect that the other party would just stand by and watch and leave the mess to him.
Xiaocao really had no intention of taking action. She was a little curious about the young man in the robe. On the surface, he was an ordinary person, but if she looked beyond the outside to see his essence, she felt that this young man was definitely not simple.
So Miss Xiaocao stepped back and watched. She wanted to see the young man take action, and then judge which school he came from.
It might be embarrassing to ask directly , after all, she had said something to him before.
Xiaocao is confident that as long as Wang Jingzhe makes a move, she can tell whether the other party is from Tianshi, Maoshan, Longhu, South Kunlun, or the North, or is a member of the Five Veins of Xuanmen. This confidence comes from the place where she was born.
Fanjing Mountain, Tiandao Peak, is commonly known as the Taoist Library of the World. There are tens of millions of Taoist scriptures on the Tiandao Peak, which are familiar with 99% of the Taoist arts in the world.
But unfortunately, Miss Cao was a little disappointed.
Wang Jingzhe's movements are simple, rough, crisp and neat, with a hint of violent aesthetics, but it's hard to tell where they come from.
When Old Zhao stretched out his arm to pinch him, Wang Jingzhe took a step back and raised his left hand to block it. At the same time, his right hand quickly reached into the torn bag behind him and casually pulled out a pair of scissors. Then he pushed his right hand forward and stabbed the tip of the knife into the left side of Old Zhao's chest.
"Puff" after half of the blade of a pair of rusty scissors was stabbed into Lao Zhao's body, his swollen body seemed to deflate suddenly, and a large bubble of foul-smelling black water suddenly gushed out, and the swollen body instantly returned to its original state and became a normal corpse.
Wang Jingzhe pulled out a pair of scissors with a casual move, pushed the corpse with his left hand, and Old Zhao fell to the ground with a "thump".
Miss Xiaocao frowned. She saw that Wang Jingzhe's knife had hit the corpse's weak spot. This clean and sharp knife was equivalent to stabbing the soft spot of the thing in Lao Zhao's corpse, directly forcing the other party out.
The moves were simple and it was hard to tell where they came from, but that was not a big deal.
The key is that Wang Jingzhe’s eyesight is amazing.
She couldn't even tell at a glance what the weak spot was with Old Zhao's body.
"Swish" the sky and the earth suddenly became cold, and a faint shadow floated out from Lao Zhao's body, wearing the pair of brand new embroidered shoes on his feet.
