Volume 1 Uncle Nine's World Chapter 26: Yang House Trapped in Wind
Upon hearing this, Taoist Qianhe drank tea while telling Jiale some of his recent experiences.
Unlike Uncle Jiu and Simu, Taoist Qianhe is now working for the royal family and relying on the royal family's luck to practice. This is because Qianhe's method of practice is closely related to luck, so the path he takes is also different.
Over the years, Taoist Qianhe has traveled all over the country, and it can be said that he has traveled across most of China.
Through Taoist Qianhe's narration, Jiale also gained a new understanding of the chaos in the world today. The imperial power has declined, and many heroes have emerged. It can be seen that there is worry in Taoist Qianhe's eyes. After all, his entire cultivation is now dependent on the royal family. If the royal family declines, his cultivation will also be affected. If the royal family is really gone, the backlash he will suffer will not be small.
Chizuru has traveled to many places, encountered many things, and had very exciting experiences.
A lot of zombies, ghosts, and even goblins have appeared. As Qianzuru said, when a country is about to be in chaos, demons and goblins will take advantage of the chaos to appear.
Recently, many Taoist disciples have appeared in the world. Many disciples have come down from Longhu Mountain, Shenxiao Sect, Gezhao Mountain, etc.
The Three Pure Ones only need a body of clay, but the Buddha needs to be plated with gold.
In troubled times, Bodhisattvas no longer care about the world, but the old Taoist carries a sword to save the people.
In prosperous times, Buddhism welcomes pilgrims, while Taoism retreats to the mountains and forests.
These words are not just talk, but have been practiced by some people. When demons and monsters appear frequently, there are always Taoist disciples who come out to slay the demons and monsters and save the people.
"Jia Le, the master is back, open the door quickly."
A voice came from outside the door. What a coincidence, Simu also came back today.
Jiale hurried forward to open the door. After Simu entered the room, he saw Qianhe and was a little surprised.
"Junior Brother Qianhe, when did you come? Haha, you have to stay a few more days this time."
When people from all directions saw Simu, they hurriedly saluted.
"Uncle Master!"
The four eyes looked around and pinched his face, "Not bad, Junior Brother Qianhe has accepted a good disciple."
Qianzuru smiled bitterly, "No match for Jiale."
Jiale came to the yard, killed chickens and geese, and cooked a table full of delicious dishes. They ate so much that this time, he felt more comfortable calling him "senior brother", as if he was already impressed by Jiale.
Qianzuru didn't stay long after all. She stayed for one night and left early the next morning. When she left, the four of them looked after her for a long distance, which showed that they were very reluctant to let her go.
"Among the brothers, Qianhe is the most honest, the most hardworking, and the one who respects us the most. Now that the royal family is declining, Qianhe has become involved with the royal family. We are all very worried about him, but he has his own path, and we can't interfere. We can only hope that he is safe."
Another half month passed, and Simu checked Jiale's practice results. However, there was really nothing much to say about Jiale's progress. Only in Feng Shui, Simu could teach him a little and take Jiale to see some Feng Shui in person to increase his knowledge.
Half a month later, Jiale embarked on the journey of corpse-driving by himself.
Before leaving, Simu gave him some talismans he had drawn, and handed the century-old peach wood sword to Jiale, as well as some other items for exorcising evil spirits.
Jiale did not go directly to pick up the goods this time, but went to Lijia Village first. After killing the little ghost last time, he said he would help Li Gui with Feng Shui. This time he had just started to learn Feng Shui, so he decided to give it a try.
After his cultivation entered the late stage of the Refining Essence Realm, Jiale's speed increased a lot. When he arrived at Lijia Village, it took him less than a day.
It was afternoon when we arrived at Li's door.
Boom boom boom!
"Who is it?"
When Jiale knocked on the door, he heard voices asking questions in the yard.
But before Jiale could respond, the door opened. The one who opened the door was Li Gui's wife, whom Jiale had rescued last time. It had been nearly three months, and she seemed to have recovered well. Her previous illness was no longer noticeable, but she looked a little haggard, and her forehead was black, as if she was plagued by bad luck. This was not a good sign.
"Master Sun!"
Li Gui's wife was naturally deeply impressed by Jia Le's rescue. She recognized Jia Le the first time she saw him, and her tone was full of surprise.
"It's me, it seems your situation is not very good."
Hearing Jiale's words, Li Gui's wife's face was also filled with sorrow, "Master , please come in quickly. This matter is hard to explain in a few words. Let my husband tell you."
As Li Gui's wife walked into the yard, Jia Le actually felt that his breathing was a little short of breath. Jia Le instantly felt that something was wrong. He had not learned Feng Shui before, so he could not see anything wrong. But now it was very clear that the house was in a feng shui situation.
Obviously the walls on all sides are not very high, but the wind cannot blow in, the rain cannot pour down, and the feng shui is blocked. It is like a pool of stagnant water. If you live here for a long time, you will definitely get sick.
"But is someone in the family sick again?"
Hearing Jiale's words, Li Gui's wife's face was filled with even more awe. "Master, you are truly an expert. To be honest with you, Li Gui is ill and is bedridden. He is dying."
Jiale was also startled when he heard this, "Lead the way."
When I entered the main house, I saw Li Gui lying in bed. The whole house smelled of medicine. It seemed that he had been in a lot of trouble during this period. However, the disease of Feng Shui cannot be cured by medicine, so it would be a waste of effort.
"Li Gui, Taoist Priest Sun is here."
Li Gui opened his eyes upon hearing this, and was a little excited . For the past three months, he had been looking forward to seeing Jia Le coming.
"Master Sun, you are finally here. My wife, go and call my two brothers."
Li Gui's wife walked out after hearing this. Jia Le came to the bed and saw that Li Gui's eyeballs were sunken, he was very thin, his breathing was a little rapid, and he looked like he was terminally ill.
"Master."
Li Gui wanted to say something, but Jia Le waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything yet. Wait until your two brothers come."
Li Gui looked like he had to breathe three times every time he spoke. Jia Le was really afraid that he would say a few more words and send himself away.
Li Gui's two brothers also lived not far away, and they came soon, along with their wives, uncles, and clan members. When they saw Jia Le, the two brothers were very excited, "Master Sun, you are finally here."
Jiale nodded. He didn't expect that the Li family's feng shui was so bad.
"No need to say more, go and tear down the south wall first."
Tear down the south wall?
The two brothers were a little confused, but after what happened last time, they had already completely believed in Jiale, so they didn't say much and directly took a few strong young men out of the yard.
boom!
After a few noises, several people returned again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
"It's strange. Every time , I felt suffocated. Now it feels much better."
The second son's wife spoke out of her feelings, but the speaker was unintentional while the listener was intentional. Others seemed to understand something at this time, and their eyes changed when they looked at Jiale. The most obvious change was in Li Gui on the bed, who actually started to .
"Get the spittoon!"
Upon hearing this, Li Gui's wife did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly brought the spittoon to help Li Gui expectorate.
After spitting out more than ten mouthfuls of phlegm, Li Gui finally recovered. He was breathing heavily, but he looked very relaxed, and the sick look on his face was alleviated a little.
"Master Sun, what's this, brother?"
