Transcendence?

Is this true compassion or false compassion?

"come on."

Cao Yanhua sighed quietly: "It is said that life is short like grass and trees, and autumn is short. These little animals are also so pitiful."

"How about we not kill them?"

Zhang Qingyun even couldn't bear to be told: "Let's just release him back into the mountains."

"No!"

Cao Yanhua said seriously: "To pity them is to pity them. This is caused by my good thoughts. It is my instinct to eat them, and I want to be free from my own desires. This is also considered practice. It uses its own life to assist me in my practice. It is also considered

The merit is immeasurable.”

"Besides, killing them and saving them are two different states of mind."

Yes, whatever you say makes sense.

Zhang Qingyun recited the salvation scriptures and helped the hares and pheasants to be saved. Over there, Cao Yanhua had already packed up the hares and pheasants and went straight to dig holes in the vegetable garden.

"what you do?"

Zhang Qingyun never expected that Cao Yanhua, who was originally quite quiet, now really looks like a tomboy, very out of touch: "That's the vegetable garden over there."

"I want to make beggar's chicken, but it's a pity that I don't have a microwave, otherwise I would make roast rabbit."

Cao Yanhua simply forgot that there were two pots of fish, shrimp and snails there: "There are woods to the east, let's go for a picnic?"

Zhang Qingyun: "???"

This leap of thinking was so big that Zhang Qingyun almost couldn't keep up.

There was indeed a forest to the east, covering an area of ​​one or two hundred acres. The two men went straight to the forest, and soon the smoke rose and the fragrance spread.

"hiss..."

It’s not that Zhang Qingyun has never tried game. Cao Yanhua’s craftsmanship is indeed excellent. Thumbs up, Zhang Qingyun also feels that his heart has become youthful.

"That's right. You're only sixteen years old. Don't act like you've lived for thousands of years and are emaciated."

Cao Yanhua's face was black and gray, and his mouth was full of oil.

Zhang Qingyun was stunned. Cao Yanhua was right. He always wanted to find himself, but he was too stable and did not look like a sixteen-year-old boy. He should retain the liveliness of the rising sun.

Zhang Qingyun felt the magic power surge inside his body, and in an instant, his energy condensed in the blink of an eye.

"you're right."

Zhang Qingyun also gradually relaxed, "The state of mind is the state of mind, always tense, it's time to relax."

There is no human habitation here for 200 miles, and having a picnic here is indeed a different experience. Returning to the Taoist temple, the two of them cleaned up, Zhang Qingyun took out the talisman pen and talisman paper, ground cinnabar, and began to teach Cao Yanhua how to draw talismans.

Under the guidance of a famous teacher like Zhang Qingyun, Cao Yanhua was extremely talented. He avoided too many detours and quickly gained his own insights.

The Pure Heart Talisman, the Trapped Ghost Talisman, the Shaoyang Talisman, and the Red Sun Talisman were almost all learned in just one day.

"laugh..."

The Shaoyang Talisman burned, and the temperature of the entire courtyard suddenly rose with the burning gas flames. Cao Yanhua beamed: "Now, I am a female mage. I can subjugate and eliminate demons."

Seeing Cao Yanhua playing tricks, Zhang Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry.

"Dong dong..."

The sun has not yet set, and there is no one living around. There is basically no one knocking on the door at this time.

Before Zhang Qingyun moved, Cao Yanhua had already arrived in the front yard and opened the door of the Taoist temple: "Tao...eh?"

There was an old man standing outside the door, about seventy years old. When he saw Cao Yanhua, he was stunned: "Is Taoist Priest Qingyun here?"

Cao Yanhua was smiling all over his face. The person who came to see Zhang Qingyun at this time must have something to do: "Yes, he's in there."

The old man looked at Cao Yanhua doubtfully, said thank you and went straight into the Taoist temple. Zhang Qingyun arrived at the front yard just at this time: "Taoist Master Qingyun..."

"Uncle Wang."

Zhang Qingyun recognized this old man. When Master Yunsheng was still alive, Uncle Wang would often come and ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"Taoist Master Qingyun wow..."

Uncle Wang looked a little frightened: "I just came back, you need to help me."

"what happened?"

Zhang Qingyun glanced at the top of Uncle Wang's head, the evil energy was condensed, it was extremely terrifying, and a ghostly face could be vaguely seen: "I rented a mountain, raised sheep on the mountain, and built two rooms on the top of the mountain. Just last night...

.We are in trouble."

"wait..."

Needless to say, Zhang Qingyun returned to the backyard and picked up the guy: "Let's talk while walking."

Two years ago, Uncle Wang raised sheep in a mountain outside Baili Wai, so he has not seen much in the past two years. Last night, he was hit by evil spirits, so he thought of Tianshi Temple.

"It's so scary. My grandson's mouth and eyes are crooked. In the room, even in broad daylight, it feels like night."

Uncle Wang explained with numbness: "There were cries, laughter, and a scary red figure. This was also my grandson's crime. There was an dug tomb of unknown age on that mountain. My grandson was herding sheep."

When I went on a treasure hunt, I did find a few copper coins, but I also got into trouble."

"Scary ghost!"

Cao Yanhua muttered softly, "Cao Yanhua has seen great horror, and his face turned slightly pale. Even with his cultivation level, he was still a little scared. The past experience left an indelible impression on his heart."

It takes time to comfort her. Zhang Qingyun held her hand tightly: "Don't worry."

This is to comfort Cao Yanhua, and also to comfort Uncle Wang: "Nothing will happen."

"Sigh...you tell me, it doesn't matter how many people have opened the tomb. Why does it happen to my grandson when he opens it?"

Uncle Wang was very puzzled and could only shout that it was bad luck.

"Opening other people's graves is the most immoral thing to do."

Cao Yanhua hates people who pick up people's graves: "Think about it for yourself, if a hundred years later, your grave was picked up and picked up, would you hate it?"

Perhaps he was asking for help from others, or perhaps he felt that he was too immoral and was wronged by himself. Uncle Wang remained silent and his expression was not very good.

"First, your grandson's physique is different from others. Second, others are digging things that are not taboo, but your grandson has touched things that people in the past cared about most."

The thing he cares about the most is a binding thing. Uncle Wang’s grandson must have brought this binding thing home and got into trouble: "Yan Hua is right, it is the most unethical thing to pick someone's grave.

Your grandfather and grandson were not killed last night because of the mercy of that ghost."

Uncle Wang's face was filled with shame, and Cao Yanhua asked, "Can I be saved?"

Zhang Qingyun shook his head: "If the evil spirit is not strong and has not harmed anyone's life, it can still be saved. If there is a human life, the evil spirit is too strong and goes straight into the soul, so it can only be killed."

Cao Yanhua's eyes were full of evil. She didn't like this Uncle Wang. She felt that Uncle Wang must be hiding something and had offended the ghost quite a lot. Moreover, it was about robbing people's graves, which in itself was a loss of morality.

Uncle Wang drove a pickup truck. Uncle Wang couldn't wait to step on the accelerator of the engine and drove all the way. At about eight o'clock in the evening, he finally reached the foot of the mountain.

The group of three people climbed the mountain immediately. Zhang Qingyun looked up at the top of the mountain and breathed a sigh of relief: "The evil spirit is very strong, the yin energy is also very strong, the resentment is not very strong, and ghosts have not formed, but they can still be transcended..."

Cao Yanhua also looked up. She had yin and yang eyes. At a glance, the top of the mountain was pitch black, and she seemed to see the house on the top of the mountain. Cao Yanhua quickly looked away: "I always feel that there is a pair of eyes looking at us."

"Well...it's still there, no ghosts have formed, but the ghosts have been used to cover the eyes..."

Zhang Qingyun took Cao Yanhua to the top of the mountain quickly, and at this time, Uncle Wang had only climbed less than fifty meters of the mountain road.

Arriving outside the house on the top of the mountain, Zhang Qingyun's eyes narrowed and he saw Uncle Wang's grandson in the house. Zhang Qingyun had seen Uncle Wang's grandson before. His parents were engaged in small business. This person was not a peaceful person.

I used to be good at eating, drinking and having fun, but after a car accident and a lame leg, I became more honest.

At this time, Wang Dagang was sitting on the bed, his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, with a faint flash of red in his eyes, and his face was ferocious.

Occasionally, he would pinch his own neck with his hands, pinching himself until he rolled his eyes.

After all, Cao Yanhua was still a little scared. She had yin and yang eyes. At a glance, she saw a red figure integrated into Wang Dagang's body. It was not midnight, so she still controlled Wang Dagang.

If it were midnight, Wang Dagang would definitely die!

"what to do?"

Cao Yanhua was a little nervous. Even though she was shouting loudly in the Taoist temple, she wanted to be a female mage, subdue demons and eliminate demons. Now she was very nervous: "I am possessed by a ghost."

"Not urgent..."

Zhang Qingyun waved his hands indifferently: "There is not much danger, it is just a lesson to Wang Dagang. At midnight, I will save it, it does not dare to come out now."

It is just a fierce ghost that has just been formed, and its foundation is still very weak. It has no evil spirit, no resentment, and the ghost energy has not condensed into a ghost body. It is somewhere between a wandering spirit and a fierce ghost.

"It has done no evil. It is very simple to deal with. You negotiate with it at night."

Since Cao Yanhua practices Taoism, such things will always happen to her in the future. Zhang Qingyun is determined to cultivate her courage, but Cao Yanhua hesitates: "Can I do it?"

This scene reminded her of eight years ago, when she almost died.

"Don't worry, I'll sweep the formation for you."

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly: "It's a very simple thing. It doesn't require talismans or fighting skills. You just have to talk to it to resolve her resentment and evil spirits and save her."
To be continued...