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Volume 1 Chapter 13 Strange Stories from a Small Village

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    The heavy snow that had been falling for almost a week finally stopped, the wind also stopped, the sun and the people in the village began to come out for activities, the whole world was covered in snow, it was really beautiful.  "Haha, watching football," "" Many children gathered together to have snowball fights, or walked on the snow with their feet in a splay, like walking through the tracks of tractors, it was very lively.  The adults all went out and started clearing the snow around their homes and on the roads in the village, working in full swing.  After clearing away the snow in and around our yard with my grandpa, I rarely went to join in the fun of others, but stayed at home and played and breathed.  When I was meditating and concentrating, I mobilized the breath that came from Fenbao Cliff in my body and moved it up and down. Although I was wearing thin clothes, I felt warm and comfortable all over.  This is much more fun than having a snowball fight outside.  "Please, baby, show yourself!" I was so blessed that when no one was at home, I summoned the "Fen Bao Cliff" and started reciting the scriptures I learned in my dream.  Accompanied by the mysterious scriptures in his mouth, the gleaming purple light was mixed with countless dense divine patterns. The 'Fenbao Cliff' became bigger and bigger little by little, and the hammer and half-finished sword disappeared together with it, and they also grew in size.  "Eh!" Occasionally, I noticed that the hammer and half-finished sword stuck on the 'Fenbao Cliff' were shrouded in the glow of the divine patterns, and seemed to have changed a little bit. The aura of the glow and the divine patterns were slightly improved.  In and out "%£¤&*" This time, the mysterious verses in my mouth lasted a little longer than before, and I started to feel a little dizzy.  When the time came, I immediately stopped and put away the Fenbao Cliff.  The intimacy with Fenbaoya has deepened a little bit.  I thought to myself, could it be possible to extend the time of continuous control of Fenbaoya by transporting the mysterious aura in the body through breathing?  I was confused and vaguely seemed to have groped for something Without a master to guide me, I just had a headache. Unfortunately, there was no relevant knowledge in the memory of the young Taoist priest in my mind. I just played based on my preference and instinct.  '.  Time always flies when you are immersed in something interesting.  In the memory of the young Taoist priest, breathing like this is the beginning of Taoism and becoming an immortal. I don¡¯t know if the breathing method I figured out by myself is a Taoism.  In fact, I don¡¯t know what ¡®Tao¡¯ is at all.  ¡­ From that day on, every night, I used my breath to carry the mysterious breath in my body instead of sleeping. When I woke up, I was more energetic than after sleeping. During the day, I either went to school or studied hard at home.  Especially Chinese courses.  The secrets left by the young Taoist priests forced me to study hard, listen to the lectures attentively, and listen to the truth. In the next month or so, my grades improved by leaps and bounds, which surprised my classmates and surprised the teacher. He even told me  This bastard has gone crazy.  Strangely enough, since the heavy snowfall, those dreams in my mind rarely appear again, and I rarely feel dazed. I finally feel like a normal person.  Does anyone know the reason?  I was hiding a big secret in my heart, and I was doing something that no one else would dare to think about. In the village, in the class, among my peers and classmates, gradually, I began to have some barriers with them.  Have fun together.  A series of opportunities and events have caused my personality to undergo earth-shaking changes, from being naughty and mischievous to becoming a 'good' student who prefers to be alone and quiet.   "It's dead. I heard that a person died in the iron cave in the back mountain." "Yeah, I heard it's terrible. Almost all of them were eaten by wild beasts, only some bones are left" ""  During the New Year's Day holiday, when I came back from school, I suddenly heard the villagers talking on the road. My heart jumped suddenly, and the secret passage finally came.  Ma Yunyang's body was almost eaten by wild beasts? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? being in these barren mountains and wild ridges, and in the snowy weather, are extremely hungry beasts that even dare to attack villages, so his fate is completely within common sense.  "I really don't know who that person is?" "Yeah, I don't know how many days have passed. It's so shocking to think that he died without even leaving a whole body." "Do you think he froze to death or did he die?  How did he die? " "" This matter made the bored villagers talk about it for several days.  No one suspected that a young man like me was involved in this matter, including the police comrades who came later. They just randomly approached people in the village to learn about the situation.    Even my grandfather did not suspect that this matter was related to me.  Where is Ma Yunyang¡¯s uncle?  In my heart, what I am really worried about is the young Taoist priest¡¯s uncle, the old Taoist priest with a white beard and ginger teeth. If this old Taoist priest appears, there is a high chance that he will find me.  "Tianqi, let's go out and play!" "" As soon as the holiday came, all the friends in the village went wild. No matter how cold the weather was, they couldn't stop their enthusiasm for playing, but the matter of the two Taoist priests weighed on me.  My heart makes me afraid to relax.     study. ??????????? Master the meaning of those secrets in your mind as soon as possible, practice and become stronger, only by becoming stronger can you save your own life.     However.  What makes me very annoyed is that my academic performance, especially my knowledge of classical Chinese, has improved rapidly, but in my mind, the memories left by the remnant soul of the young Taoist priest are gradually disappearing After all, they are not my own memories, plus a lot of words  If you don't know it, you can't memorize it by force. After getting the 'Fen Bao Cliff', although your memory and learning ability have improved, it is far from the point of photographic memory.  "Huh" I breathed out lightly. After New Year's Day, when all the information left by the young Taoist priest disappeared in my mind, for no reason, my heart lit up, and I felt a lot more relaxed. I felt clearly that my head was refreshed.  a lot of.  This feeling was confirmed during the final exam. When I was doing the questions, my thinking was clearer than ever. For the first time, I actually liked the exam.  I thought that by carrying the mysterious breath in my body according to the breathing method I discovered every day, I would soon become a flying hero-like figure. In fact, the gains and changes were very small.  Every time you practice, although the mysterious aura in your body becomes a little stronger, as if it absorbs something from the void and enters your body, most of it disappears between the eyebrows, and only a tiny amount of aura stays in your lower belly, which is the lower Dantian.  Did not become a master.  "I haven't practiced any magic."  The only obvious change is that in recent months, my height has increased from 1.55 meters to 1.63 meters, and my thin face, which was originally sallow and undernourished, has become rosy.  The biggest advantage is that the appetite does not increase but decreases. Even if you don¡¯t eat for a whole day, you don¡¯t feel hungry. It seems that there is no need for grandpa to worry about running out of food this winter.  During this period, I also tried to put other things at home on the summoned 'Fen Bao Cliff' and bring it into my body, but the result was ineffective. Only a few flying knives polished on it could be hidden between my eyebrows at the same time.  between.  Through the remaining memories of the young Taoist priest, I also know that the hidden part of Fenbao Cliff is called the "Purple Mansion" of spiritual consciousness.   "Tianqi, do you miss your buddy?" During the holidays, Li Xuefeng's family, who had transferred to the county town, temporarily moved back to the village. This boy, whom he hadn't seen for a few months, seemed to have grown taller. He was originally the same child.  The pot-shaped haircut turned into a three-quarter hairdo, saying that this hairstyle is popular among students in the county.  As soon as he returned to the village, he came to my house to play, along with Wang Keyun and Fan Guoqing.  "Let's go to Xiaoyao Village!" Fan Guoqing was wearing a bright red warrior uniform, with two balls of red blush on his face, and Wang Keyun was holding two drum hammers in his hands that looked like fighting.  As the Spring Festival approaches, Kunlun Village and several surrounding villages begin to practice the "Shehuo" performance together. Fan Guoqing is a lion dancer, while Wang Keyun is a drummer.  As for Li Xuefeng and I, we were just joining in the fun.  Unable to resist the greetings of the three of them, we walked through Kunlun Ruins, climbed over a mountainside, and came to the next village, chatting and laughing.  There are only a dozen households in Kunlun Village, but there are hundreds of households in Xiaoyao Village next door. It is considered a medium-sized village on the nearby hilltop. Moreover, this village is famous as a 'blood selling' village in eight villages nearby.  In one word, poor!  In addition to working outside, there is little arable land per capita, no additional income, no need to sell blood, and even daily expenses.  People in this village rarely have plateau red faces, and most of them are pale and bloodless.  "Oh my god!" "How can I live!" "" Before entering the village, a series of tragic sounds came from every family in Xiaoyao Village.  The four of us looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on. We met a classmate named Wu Peixiangde on the way and learned that there was a young man in the village who went out to work and was run over by a dump truck at the construction site. His body was just recovered today.  "The one who died was my six-fingered mute brother!" Wu Pei??Mysteriously told us that this boy's father is a retired soldier who walks around the streets taking pictures, his mother is the most charming woman in several nearby villages, and his sister is also the most beautiful woman in the whole country.  girl.  The mute brother?  Xiaoyao Village is a very evil village. Most of the families have the surname Chen. Moreover, every generation of families with this surname, there will be five or six mute or blind people.  "This world, hey!" "" A few of us were curious and joined in the fun and entered the courtyard of this house. We saw many villagers standing in the yard. Most of them had pity on their faces, and some even complained about how they died.  It¡¯s not the six-fingered mute younger brother who is here, but the good older brother.     cold!  As soon as I entered this house, I couldn't help but shiver all over and felt a different kind of chill.  Inadvertently, I saw a strange light flashing in the eyes of the doctor, Mu Lao, among the crowd. In his eyes, it seemed like a sneer, like pride, like madness
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