The rafters of the thatched house leaked wind from all directions, and the gloomy night seeped into the house from the shabby place. In the distance, there were faint cries of cold crows, which almost filled the forest with strange shadows lurking. For example, Jiang Wen was always in the dim light, always feeling

Deep in the dense forest, a wisp of scalp-numbing red ocher is constantly swaying.

Jiang Wen was still thinking about it when he suddenly heard Sonny's mother-in-laws gathered around and making a fuss. Luo Shuang'er, who had been unconscious for a long time, gasped for air. The purple blood vessels on her skin expanded and contracted, as if something was about to leave.

The pain came out of her body and was spreading rapidly throughout her body.

Several Sunny grannies quickly fetched a large wooden basin, lifted Luo Shuang'er up from the ground, beat her chest and back, and shook a handful of smoking juniper, atractylodes, and honey locust branches in front of her mouth and nose.

Not long after, a rolling sound could be heard in Luo Shuang'er's chest, and a large mouthful of bruised blood fell into the wooden basin like an arrow. Where the black blood was scattered, there seemed to be several small snakes squirming in the dark wood.

It wasn't until he exhausted all his strength that he merged into the unidentifiable pus and blood, and no longer showed any strange appearance.

"The mothers-in-law said that the 'duxi' has been forced out, and the female donor will be fine soon."

Pinzhao translated the mumbling words of Sunny's mother-in-laws, and the situation was exactly as he said. One second he was vomiting blood in agony, and the next moment his face returned to a rosy color, and his eyes suddenly opened as bright as crystal.

Jade, as if he had completely recovered his health in just a few breaths.

"...I...why am I here?"

Luo Shuang'er subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth, and raised her hand to find that her snow-white sleeves were stained with blood. She also saw Jiang Wen and Pin Zhao looking straight at her, as if they were seeing a patient who had recovered from his illness, for fear that she would die again the next second.

fainted.

Jiang Wen hurriedly stepped forward to support Luo Shuang'er: "Sister Shuang, you were fumigated in the stone cave medicine pool earlier. I don't know if you were hit by a ghost or poisoned. Suddenly there was no news. I broke the stone cave and rescued you!"

"

Luo Shuang'er frowned slightly, thinking hard about her last memory: "I was in the cave at the time, and I seemed to hear someone laughing slyly, so I looked around in silence, but didn't see anything. At that time, I vaguely

I guessed that the sound might come from the top of my head, but just as I was about to raise my head, I fainted..."

Jiang Wen slapped his thigh: "Yes! There are two strange paintings secretly hidden on the top of the cave. It is said that the former Zen Master Benwu personally copied the Hanshan image from Hanyan in Tiantai Mountain. As expected, you also encountered something wrong.

!”

Pinzhao approached hesitantly and wanted to tell him about the poison, but Jiang Wen stopped him with his eyes.

"No, there seems to be something missing..."

Luo Shuang'er didn't relax her brows at this time, and said ambiguously: "More than that, I... I still vaguely remember that I seemed to be sleeping in a place surrounded by birds singing and the fragrance of flowers. It was your voice ringing in my ears that brought me out of my dream.

Wake up."

After Jiang Wen heard this, he showed a hint of relief in his nervousness: "Sister Shuang, you actually still remember all this? You were unconscious after being rescued, or was it Abbot Hongbian who arranged for us to come here to seek medical treatment and used something similar to 'Guanhuayuan'

'The method will wake you up."

"Sister Shuang, why are you still frowning? This may be just because the cave has not seen the light for a long time. The miasma in the mountains usually hides in the crevices of the rocks and is not released until it is hot that day. Now that you are fine, everything will be fine... Xiao Pinzhao

Master, are you right?"

Pinzhao was called out at an unexpected moment. Before he had time to think about what he said, he was already nodding his head in agreement under Jiang Wen's murderous gaze.

Jiang Wen tried his best to hide the fact that Luo Shuang'er was poisoned because poison was a very scary thing in the eyes of many people. In the old days, medicine was backward and many diseases in remote areas could not be effectively treated.

Blame it on Gu. For example, Qianbao of the Jin Dynasty also said in "Sou Shen Ji": "There is a monster in the box, like a ghost. Its monster shape changes, and it is a miscellaneous and special species. It may be a pig, a dog, or an insect or a snake, and everyone knows it.

Its shape is always used on the people, and everyone who touches it will die."

Such a vague judgment method is actually very detrimental to understanding. Just like blaming ghosts for strange things, it will only infinitely amplify inner fear and lead to serious errors in judgment.

This is especially true for superstitions in remote areas. In the witchcraft beliefs of the Han people, there is often only good and evil, and no gender opposition. However, among southern ethnic minorities such as the Miao, when matriarchy is replaced by patriarchy, the cultural

The legacy of gender opposition is much stronger. Once this opposition manifests itself in witchcraft beliefs, only male wizards occupying orthodox positions are the ones maintaining social order.

And like the evasive Granny Sunny in front of us, these witches who once dominated the matrilineal society have become disruptors of order and are falsely accused of being the inheritors of black witchcraft. Therefore, all male witches cannot explain or

All natural and man-made disasters in Luanjie were blamed on witches, so the absurd conclusion that women were poisoned was deduced.

In Jiang Wen's view, Gu is scary because of its technique rather than its toxicity, and it definitely has no mystery comparable to that of Yixi. He would rather believe that when Kong Yingda of the Tang Dynasty annotated "Zuo Zhuan·Year Zhao Gong", he said "

"What is Gu": "Those who use poison to treat people without making them aware of it are now called poisonous poisons."

Jiang Wen quickly thought about how he could get rid of the poisonous thing, and at the same time increased the intensity of his threats to Pinzhao. Anyway, as long as Pinzhao didn't leak anything, the other Sunny's mother-in-laws couldn't speak the language and wouldn't leak the secrets.

Pulling his sleeves with his fingers, his face became increasingly gloomy——

"No, I remember that I fainted in the pool that day, so who gave me this outfit..."

After hearing this, Jiang Wen's expression froze, and he put his hands behind his back and waved them repeatedly, hoping that Pinzhao would find a topic to save him. When he turned around, he found that the young monk Pinzhao had closed his eyes and lowered his head like an Arhat listening to sutras, concentrating on the golden light in his heart.

The Buddha cannot pay attention to any foreign objects.

Just as Luo Shuang'er's sullen look was about to show, Jiang Wen suddenly stared at Luo Shuang'er and spoke seriously and quickly.

"Miss Luo, actually I have discovered something very important. Did your master by Dongting Lake go to Fujian in his early years?"

Luo Shuang'er saw that the title in Jiang Wen's mouth had changed, and was stunned by this unexpected question. She subconsciously replied: "I don't know much about Master's early experiences."

Jiang Wen showed a very confident smile and said to Luo Shuang'er: "In my opinion, this matter is almost certain - after all, this Kung Fu of 'the god sits high and the spiritual platform shines all over the sky' is very popular in the world today.

There is absolutely no way that a fourth person will understand!"

"Why do you say it's the fourth one?"

Luo Shuang'er was shocked by Jiang Wen's confident look. She bit her lower lip and asked quietly: "...do you know my master?"

Jiang Wen smiled extremely arrogantly and said to Luo Shuang'er: "Although I don't recognize your master, I recognize this martial arts, and I even met your senior brother in Fuzhou City. To be honest, the nameless name passed down to you by your respected master

Internal strength, actually called the [Shen Zhao Sutra], is one of the best magical skills in the world, and your ability to turn danger into safety this time is also related to it!"

People who are pushed into a hurry can often burst out with unlimited potential. At this moment, Jiang Wen was so blessed that he noticed a familiar origin from before.

He had seen before that there was a divine light in Luo Shuang'er's eyes, changing from yin to yang, and clinging to the candle of the mourning altar. When he thought about it, it was actually the same as when the god in Ding Dian's eyes was sitting high on the mourning altar, with the light shining between his eyebrows.

They are the same, except that Luo Shuang'er's divine light is dim and has not yet been condensed to the point where she possesses both spirit and form.

"Miss Luo, the skill your master taught you omitted the secret method of 'condensing the gods' and replaced it with the method of concentrating the gods through visualization. It can only allow you to imitate some of the essence of the soul by relying on Nuo dance, so it is said that it is

It is an incomplete kung fu, but it is finally a new way from the outside to the inside, allowing your kung fu to grow to the point of being unique in just a few years."

Jiang Wen looked at Luo Shuang'er and sighed.

Where did Ding Dian's kung fu come from? He was struggling and wandering in a state of mental exhaustion and extreme pain, and he was in a prison cell. He faced powerful enemies every day for more than ten years, which made his mental toughness to an extremely terrifying level.

, can he push his kung fu to the extreme and develop the unfathomable inner power of Shenzhao Jing, which makes Jiang Wen's scalp numb when he thinks of the Shenzhao Jing with twelve successful powers.

On the other hand, Luo Shuang'er was just a daughter of more than ten years old. She was in a misty Dongting, afraid of water and helpless. Just tempering one's character did not happen overnight. It would have been absolutely impossible to master the Shenzhao Sutra skills that emphasize character.

Her master's unique teachings allowed her to break into a new world.

Seeing Jiang Wenyan speaking conclusively, Luo Shuang'er suddenly turned her head with a reddish complexion: "...How do you know about contemplation? Master only vaguely mentioned it once."

Jiang Wen smiled faintly and said: "I have my own way of knowing, and I'm not afraid of you going to verify it. Unfortunately, your master is so elusive that it's hard to find him. If you don't believe it, you can come with me to Fuzhou City and let your senior brother teach you the "Shen Zhao Sutra" personally.

The right path of cultivation.”

The blush on Luo Shuang'er's face hadn't faded. After hearing the words, Jiang had already grabbed her wrist and injected a stream of zhenqi into her meridians. "Let's stop talking and get back to the business. You can see if your own meridians have recovered."

As before, even better than before?"

Caught off guard, Luo Shuang'er felt that there was a warm current in the triple burner meridian of Shaoyang in her hand, which was unimpededly opening up the blockage to the sky. Suddenly, an endless internal force surged out of her body, turning into a vortex and swallowing the warm current. Originally,

His tired look was also cleared up.

"What's going on? Why do I feel so different even though I have just recovered from a serious illness?"

After finishing the exercise, Luo Shuang'er grabbed Jiang Wen's sleeve in surprise. She suddenly thought that now that her body had recovered, she could return to Guangdong to rescue her father, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

"This is because you got a blessing in disguise, a 'cold mountain energy' entangled your Dantian Qi sea, and the medicinal effect nourished the meridians just right."

Jiang Wen said calmly: "The "Shenzhao Jing" also focuses on the upper Dantian, and Hanshan Jin dominates the lower Dantian. The two can live in peace and depend on each other. This not only repairs the damage to the eight extraordinary meridians, but also continuously provides

Internal strength just saves you the process of hard work in cultivating internal strength."

As the saying goes, same people have different fates, and the mysterious Hanshan Jin is a stubborn stone in Jiang Wen's body that blocks the rotation of the gears, causing the internal force to stagnate, but in Luo Shuang'er's case, it becomes a steady stream of firewood in the furnace.

It is also exquisite and proficient, at least it is equivalent to the internal strength gained from ten years of hard training.

"Everything in the world cannot be written by chance. You should gather your mind and stabilize your internal strength first. I will tell you the story about Hanshan Jin later. Having said that, without the help of young master Pinzhao this time, you would still have to go through trouble to open the Sanjiao entrance.

A lot of effort.”

Seeing that Luo Shuang'er was in shock, Jiang Wen turned the conversation to Pin Zhao, who was wandering outside the world.

"Donor Jiang, can you guess who poisoned me?"

The gray-faced Pinzhao swallowed down the awe in his heart and asked quickly.

"Well. Little Master Pinzhao, I have something to ask you. You just need to answer me yes or no."

Jiang Wen's right arm is still splinted, making it difficult to move. It was stretched and stretched and he was in pain again. At this time, he simply stood up. His body was wrapped in a robe and was slightly rickety in the night wind, facing away from his back.

He spoke in the darkness of the mountain, not wanting anyone to see his expression.

"Before ordering you to go out, did Abbot Hongbian summon the elders in the temple and only talk about trivial matters?"

Pinzhao was about to tactfully refuse to answer, but after listening he couldn't guess Jiang Wen's intention. He just felt that since the other party did not force him to reveal the exact information, just nodding his head would not be considered a violation.

——Then he turned and nodded slightly.

Jiang Wen's expression became solemn: "Then the time when Abbot Hongbian called you to speak was just earlier than the time when several elders came, and everyone met each other? Or simply, you just left in front of them
To be continued...