"Exhale.

"A method commonly used by fairies and ghosts.

"Once the things in the world have attained the Tao, they will generate their own vitality in the body, and when they are spit out, they will each have their own effects."

Lin Jue held the book and could not help but read it in a low voice.

"Because this method does not need to be practiced, it can be expelled naturally from the body's vitality. Therefore, it is the most commonly used method by mountain spirits and wild monsters, evil spirits and ghosts. Also, because of the different types of mountain spirits, monsters, evil spirits, gods and ghosts, the way to achieve enlightenment is good.

Different evil dispositions have different vitality in the body, so the effects are also different.

"Some spit out yellow gas, which can charm the mind; some spit out black gas, which can cover people's eyes; some spit out gray gas, which can make people sleep; some spit out white gas, which can cure diseases and save people.

“The Mighty One spits out smoke and forms clouds that cover the sky and cover the sun.

"If a person has attained the Tao through practice, he can also exhale. Most of the time, he exhales white air, which has many wonderful uses. If he does not practice, there is also a method of forcibly exhaling. He exhales Yang Qi, which can only burn Yin ghosts and has no other use. It will harm the body and shorten his life."

This is the last sentence.

Lin Jue was shocked.

Could this be a book recording spells?

Subconsciously turn back.

"Wow..."

The sound of turning books in a silent room.

The moment his fingers touched the page, an imperceptible shimmer appeared on the paper. At the same time, Lin Jue's eyes couldn't help but become blurred. The next turn of the page was just inertia, and the last glance was just to see the book.

The next page is still blank.

But there were words in my mind.

"There are five qi in the sky, and all things are transformed into...

"Monsters are also objects that support the essence..."

It's like words, but not like them.

If it is said to be words, it does not differentiate between men and women, and has no sound. It is like the sound produced by me reciting an ancient poem silently in my mind, and talking to myself in my mind.

If it's not words, it still has clear words, and it's even like a message transformed from someone's spoken words.

"The breath of demons and ghosts is mostly Yin Qi and ghost Qi. As long as the Taoism is not high, mortals can fight with their own Qi, blood and will, and there will always be a winner...

"In addition to breathing out the original vitality, a person with good moral principles can also practice magic techniques and make some changes to the original vitality to obtain different effects...

"...

"The method of exhaling for a person without virtue is rarely spread in the world. If the person is not extremely angry and exhales naturally, he must turn his strength into Qi. The lower force starts from the toes, passes through the Soul Gate and enters the Dantian. The upper force comes out from the top of the head and enters through the Tanzhong.

In the abdomen, the two merge into one, concentrate the energy, hold back the energy into Qi, transform the Qi into Yang, and spit it out suddenly when it is burning...

"..."

The voice described in detail the method of exhaling.

Except that fairies and ghosts naturally exhale, which is not explained in detail here, whether it is exhalation by a virtuous person or a mortal exhaling in a hurry, the specific method is fully described, and some insights and experiences are also described. Even for mortals exhaling.

, and also specifically warned that it should not be used lightly unless it is a critical moment.

Even though Lin Jue knew nothing about this, he didn't understand most of the terms, but he understood some of them.

Is it possible to exhale without practicing?

And it was only after he obtained the information in the book that he realized that the reason why he was feeling groggy and confused was not only due to being nervous all night, but also because he had been exposed to the monster's breath and his energy and blood were temporarily weak, so he needed to rest a lot.

This is actually a magic book!

I just don’t know where this book came from.

Could it be some origin?

Lin Jue thought about it for a while, but didn't think of it for the time being.

But why did this technique appear?

Could it be that he was subjected to that weird exhalation technique last night?

"..."

Lin Jue gradually came back to his senses, took the book and flipped it over, but only this page had words.

I only remember this "exhalation".

There is nothing else.

And in such a book, there are countless empty pages, so it is obvious that there is more than just one exhalation method.

Lin Jue couldn't help but continue thinking——

How can I make it appear more?

Where can I find monastic spells?

There is a Sangu Temple in the village, dedicated to the Sangu God. It is said to be quite efficacious, but he also knows the temple in the temple, Zhu Zhu. She is just an ordinary widow in the village. After losing her support, she goes to take care of the temple. On weekdays,

Cleaning the temple and wiping the idols, using the money for incense to buy rice and vegetables, cutting meat and pulling cloth, this was taken care of by the elders of the Shu family in the village. In fact, the woman did not know any magic and had no supernatural powers.

At least that's what Lin Jue thinks.

As I thought about it, I thought about what happened last night.

I still don’t know what the monster is, but after spending the whole night with it last night, it seems that it is not much different from a human being. Even if I think about it carefully, it is more interesting than many people Lin Jue knows in this village.

How many fairies and ghosts are there in this world?

Is this true for everyone?

Or is it all kinds of weird?

How often are those strange stories true or false?

After thinking about all sorts of things, I finally fell asleep.

Until I was woken up by my aunt to eat.

Ordinary people have just suffered from illness, and their food is naturally very simple. However, I know that Lin Jue went to the Wang family ancestral hall in Hengcun last night and spent the night with demons. When he came back today, he looked a little depressed. In addition, he received thirty taels of gifts from the Wang family.

Wen Yin can be regarded as solving the current urgent need. The aunt still cooked a pot of fish porridge and boiled an egg for the uncle to replenish his body.

"Don't worry, aunt. Of the thirty taels of silver today, twenty taels are a reward from the Wang family, and ten taels are medicine money donated by Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang said that they will bear all the responsibility for uncle's illness."

"How can I take someone seriously if I'm just trying to be polite?"

The woman has obviously aged, she already has many wrinkles, and her brows are even more tightly knitted.

"Mr. Wang has always loved to do good deeds and values ​​his reputation very much. Besides, he has descendants who will serve as officials in the capital. Now that he has agreed, he will never break his promise easily."

"Mom is right, how can you place all your hopes on others?" The cousin next to him also said, with a dark and thin face, "If the money is enough to cure the disease, that would be the best.

Already."

"That's true..."

Lin Jue lowered his head to eat, which was regarded as approval.

Then the two of them told him that he must never do such a thing in the future. They also told him that he had to explain to his father for the hope of the Lin family, but he just listened silently.

Still feeling a little dizzy...

It's just a family accident, so where can we rest?

The cousin ate the fastest and went to wait on his uncle after finishing the meal. Lin Jue put on his basket and sickle and went out to cut the grass.

Cutting grass is feeding cattle.

Naturally, the cows fed were not the Lin family’s cows, but the village’s cows.

It doesn’t belong to anyone’s family, because except for the Lin Jue family in the upper reaches of Jiyang River, the rest of the village is considered a family. The strict family ethics of patriarchal clan, filial piety and brotherhood bind them together and cannot be cut apart. Let the Lin family cut the grass and serve the cattle.

Just like asking the widow to serve as a temple blessing at Sangu Temple, it was the kindness of the Shu family and their care for them.

Lin Jue didn't think there was anything wrong with mowing the grass.

Anyway, what should I do if I have nothing to do?

It's just that I was a little tired today, and my mind was full of thoughts, so I couldn't cut quickly, and my back was sore, so I cut the whole basket and walked back.

Someone saw him on the road, a group of children.

"Hey! Scholar Lin!"

"Who? It's really Scholar Lin Er!"

"Scholar Lin, didn't you say you were going to the haunted Wang Family Ancestral Hall in Hengcun? Have you been there?"

"When are you going?"

Before Lin Jue could answer, he heard another voice coming from behind:

"Lin Jue."
To be continued...