Infected by it, He Shu's fighting spirit was awakened.

Now when he comes back from morning exercise every morning, he reads books for the whole morning first, then he may go out to pick up orders in the afternoon, or he may meditate at home during the holidays, and he rests in the evening to repair the fat bird that is too rampant.

Seeing that the one-month period is approaching, in order not to become the one who learns how to bark like a dog, it is even more impossible for him to slack off.

It's just that the notebook left by my grandfather in my hand is really full of difficulty points.

"There are very few descriptions of the art of inviting gods, only a few paragraphs, but I still can't understand it."

He turned to a page in the middle and pointed it out to Guanghan.

"Anyone who asks for something must be given. The heart responds to the gods, and the sincerity is in harmony with the sky. Put it to death, and you will have a future life. There is no gain, no demand, no life and no death-look at this sentence, I can understand the previous ones , It’s about inviting the gods. What kind of ghosts you want to invite, you have to spend energy and even life at the cost of paying the corresponding things to impress the heavens. What about the next four sentences? "Having a later life" barely makes sense, but what does "no gain, no desire, no life, no death" mean?"

Guang Han shook his head and said, "I don't know much about your sect."

"This is not a product of the Zhixu school, but my grandfather's master's understanding of the art of inviting gods,"

He Shu was a little disappointed. He had asked Li Ying a long time ago, but Li Ying said that Maoshan's magic-inviting technique had long been lost. No reply yet.

Inviting the Divine Art is rarely involved in the Yunhai Mountain Zhixu Sect, and even other Daoist schools. In some famous schools, this spell is even regarded as heresy.

The reason why He Shu was able to ask for magical skills was not from his grandfather's teaching, but from his grandfather's mother, the talent of that ethnic minority woman. Grandpa was afraid that it would be bad for him to use too much, so he didn't teach too much, even After his death, He Shucai found their records about inviting the gods in this notebook.

Taoist Le, the master of He Shu’s grandfather, wrote in his notes that in his early years, he met by chance and watched the master fight to ask the gods, but the other party invited a great person. If you have income, write down the above few sentences for future reference.

But in He Shu's view, these few words are specious and mysterious.

Does it mean that if you learn a certain level of divine art, you can ignore the consumption of blood, put aside life and death, and reach the level of returning to the void?

This is too mysterious, He Shu suspects that he has read too many fantasy novels about cultivating immortals, and over-interprets Taoist Le's words.

The reason why the divine invitation technique has side effects is that if the invited yin god is too powerful, it will backfire on the person who invited the god, and with the strong yin energy, it will definitely affect the living over time.

This is why many Taoists have five disadvantages and three deficiencies, that is, "widowed, widowed, lonely, lonely, and disabled" five disadvantages, and "wealth, life, and power" three deficiencies, because their strength has been broken to some extent. The law of the world itself has been violated, so God is bound to take away some other things, which is also what is often said in "Journey to the West", one drink and one peck, is it pre-determined.

Putting aside the magic trick, He Shu continued to read.

He had read this notebook before, but at the time he thought it was scribbled and the narration was messy.

For example, he discovered that his grandfather, Master Le Lao Taoist, mentioned that there are resentful ghosts in the southwest, which lie in the daytime and come out at night. Their bodies are surrounded by black energy, and if their eyes are blue. Eating raw souls can charm people's hearts.

This kind of resentful ghost is not necessarily transformed by a certain person after death, but more likely to be formed by the agglomeration of many people who died in vain. The greater the resentment, the greater the ability, until the final harm is greater than the drought.

When Taoist Le was young, the world was in turmoil and the world was in turmoil. He traveled to the southwest. At that time, warlords fought in chaos, and the people were killed and injured. He almost broke down in the local area and had to leave Huangcaoling. He even lost sight of him because of this. A few years later, he came back with three comrades. After a lot of effort, one of the four died and two were seriously injured. Coupled with the one-eyed Le Daochang, they finally worked together to eliminate the grieving ghost.

The more He Shu looked at it, the more he felt that the resentful ghost mentioned there was like a demon.

He didn't pay attention to it before, but now he reads the notes carefully, and finds that the old Taoist master Le was more reckless than himself when he was young. He dared to kill the grieving ghost alone, and after he ran away, he called a few companions and dared to go back to continue the job. In the end, he paid a very heavy price. Only then did the resentful ghost be completely killed.

Taoist Le's writing style is not as good as the novels written now, and the story is straightforward, but you can still feel the ups and downs and thrills in it when you read it. Once He Shu reads it, he really enjoys it and can't bear to put it down.

Guanghan made a deluxe Yunnan version of pilaf, and Fengfeng couldn't wait to eat it just after it was broadcast.

Just touched the roasted pork neck, paw a meal.

Fengfeng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and it took a while to realize.

At times like this in the past, He Shu had already smelled the aroma and came out to grab food from it, but now he has remained silent in the room.

Fengfeng secretly asked Guanghan: "Could it be that you are fascinated by watching a small video?"

Guanghan glanced at it.

Fengfeng turned her butt towards him, picked up a piece of pork neck and flew away.

Guanghan went in and called He Shu to eat.

As soon as he walked in, he heard He Shu let out a sigh.

"Old Han, Han Bao!"

With his back to the door, he yelled in disorder, not knowing that Guanghan had already entered.

Guanghan: "I am here."

He Shu didn't turn his head back: "Come here quickly and see if this is the soul of some place you are looking for!"

Around 1928, China was in a period of transition from the old to the new. Most people were still suffering from the blood and tears of the old wars. The famine swept through most of China. Many people rose up to resist the humiliation. Kyushu was in turmoil. The flames of war are about to ignite.

After a series of large and small wars such as the War to Protect the Country, the Yasukuni War, and warlord melee, Yunnan struggled to survive in chaos. Bandits, opium, warlords, plagues, the rule of local chieftains, and the infiltration of external forces all cast shadows over the sky. Compared with other places at the same time, this place seems to have added many variables.

It was under such circumstances that the young Taoist Le came to this southwestern border province.

He traveled around for the purpose of increasing his knowledge, but after seeing all kinds of hardships along the way, he finally settled in a small town in the southeast of the county seat under the jurisdiction of Mengzi Dao. Taoist doctors do not separate families, and Le Daochang treats nearby villagers The application of medicine soon spread the reputation, and was regarded as "the fairy of music" by several villages near and far.

After a few months of peaceful life, one day a familiar villager brought his distant relatives to ask for help, saying that the people in their village had a strange disease. They were unconscious during the day and wandered around at night. This strange disease was like a plague. Soon it spread to most of the village.

The man who escaped was originally doing business outside, and he returned to the village to visit relatives after a few years. He slept until midnight when he suddenly heard a strange movement. He got up and opened the window to look out the gap. He saw a person lying on his stomach in the sheepfold outside. He was lying on the sheep and sucking the blood of the sheep, making a sizzling sound.

The other party seemed to have noticed that he was peeping, and raised his head to look at him. The moonlight was just right that night, and the man recognized that the blood-sucking uncle was his uncle. When my parents talked about this, who knew that there was no one in the house, how could he still sleep, so he just opened his eyes and stayed up until dawn before going out to check.

As a result, the village was quiet, and finally found a living person. The other party told him that since half a month ago, people in the village began to get sick one after another. The cause was unknown. They became thinner day by day and came out to suck blood at night. Don't be afraid, the six relatives don't recognize each other, the surviving people don't know when they will be infected, but the infected people don't know what happened.

The man finally found his parents under the tree at the head of the village, and found that they were indeed much thinner than the day before. The two stood like wooden stakes, one of them was kneading dough with both hands, and the other was holding a cigarette that had long since disappeared. A cigarette bag, smoking mechanically, his mother saw him, and greeted him to eat pancakes in the evening.

But that person dared not stay, only when his parents were fascinated by some mountain spirit or ghost, or as the neighbors said, he fell into some strange disease, fled the village without packing his things, and went straight to the town. found Taoist Le here through the introduction of relatives.

Seeing this, Guanghan suddenly said: "From the description, it looks a bit like a demon."

He Shu nodded: "You continue to read."

So Guang Han also sat down beside him, and the two read the notes together.

Fengfeng poked her head in.

"Hey, are you not eating?"

It ate one piece after another, and it almost ate up all the pork neck meat on the banana leaf. Finally, there was a slight pain in the conscience. Looking around, the last piece of meat was left behind in a guilty conscience.

"If you don't eat any more, I'll eat all the meat?"

"you eat."

Neither of them looked back.

Fengfeng became curious and landed on He Shu's shoulder.

"What are you looking at?"

On the yellowed paper, there are brushstrokes, pens, and even pencils, some of which were written by Taoist Le at the beginning, some of which were notes he added later, and grandpa He Shu’s later thoughts.

Following the messy lines, He Shu and Guang Han seem to travel back to the troubled times of the Republic of China, and follow Taoist Le to uncover a corner of the mysterious Southwest.

Facing the help-seeker who came to his door, Taoist Le felt something was wrong when he heard it.

Although there are epidemics everywhere these days, from the descriptions of people, it is not like epidemics at all, but rather like being possessed by some evil thing without knowing it, and the other party also vaguely guessed something, so he escaped without a master.

Regardless of the plague or evil, Taoist Le felt that it was necessary for him to make a trip, so he packed up his things, took his little apprentice who had just turned thirteen at that time, and accompanied him to Yangjiacun.