An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Night always comes earlier in the mountain village than in the city.

It gets dark early in winter, and there are no projects to kill time in the mountain village.

So after eating and resting briefly, everyone went to bed early to rest.

Occasionally, a couple would do evening exercises in the quiet mountain village and would try to keep their voices down so as not to be heard by others.

The lights at Wang Yuan's house had also been turned off, and even Wang Jizong, who was drinking and making noise with a few losers, fell asleep drunk.

Fang Ping looked at the mountain village gradually disappearing into the night, still hiding in the tree and waiting quietly.

The cold wind at night in the mountain village was particularly biting, but Fang Ping, who had absorbed the drop of spiritual liquid that the Wood Toad spit out after refining the poisonous python, was completely unafraid.

Despite the cold wind blowing on him, he just remained motionless.

Because it's still early, it's not a good time to take action.

After paying homage to his mother's grave, when it got dark and most of the villagers were having dinner at home, Fang Ping sneaked into the village and hid in the big tree outside Wang Yuan's house, waiting for an opportunity.

He moves quickly and has sharp ears and eyes. He can hear the footsteps of others from a long distance.

So no one noticed me along the way.

But what he didn't expect was that the old village chief actually knew that he was back, and even cooked for him, and the whole village looked for him to eat.

Although he was moved in his heart, Fang Ping could only express regret.

Because when I came back from the mountains today, besides visiting my mother's grave, the other thing I wanted to do was take revenge.

He couldn't disrupt his plan just because the old village chief was kind.

Suddenly, candles lit up in the main room of Wang Yuan's family, and a familiar woman's voice came out:

"Master, master, wake up!" x33xs.com

This is Mrs. Zhang, Wang Yuanwai’s first wife and Wang Jizong’s mother.

Then, Yuan Wang's confused voice sounded: "What are you doing? Wake me up as soon as I fall asleep."

"Master, I had a nightmare. It scared me to death."

"Just have nightmares. How old are you and you still have to wake me up?" Wang Yuanwai said impatiently.

Zhang said: "Guess who I dreamed about?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go to sleep!" Wang Yuanwai was very sleepy and had no idea at all.

But Zhang's next words suddenly woke him up.

Just listen to Mrs. Zhang say: "Master, I dreamed about that bitch, the foreign widow. In the dream, she turned into an evil ghost and came to kill our clan son."

"Um?"

Wang Yuanwai suddenly sat up, counted on his fingers, and said in surprise: "If I remember correctly, today happens to be the anniversary of his death on May 7th."

"What is May 7th? It is said that after a person dies, if there are grievances and unwillingness, the ghost will come to the earth on May 7th with resentment in his heart."

As she spoke, Mrs. Zhang frightened herself so much that the hairs all over her body stood on end, and she trembled: "Master, do you think the ghost of that bitch will come to us?"

"You fart, you don't say anything, you are so weird, you are so powerful, and you are scaring yourself all day long."

Having said that, Wang Yuanwai took out a piece of talisman paper from under the pillow and handed it to Mrs. Zhang: "This is what I paid 300 taels of silver to get from the immortal sitting in Jianmen Pass when I met friends at Jianmen Pass a few days ago. The talisman I asked for from my master has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and avoiding disasters.

If you're worried, just put it next to Zong'er's bed for peace of mind. "

"Okay, I'll go in person."

Mrs. Zhang got up immediately, not afraid of the cold weather, put on her clothes, went to Wang Jizong's room, and put the talisman under the sleeping Wang Jizong's pillow.

The drunken Wang Jizong cursed a few times in his daze: "What kind of dog stays up in the middle of the night and comes here to cause trouble for me?"

Zhang didn't answer, let alone blame. She just left with satisfaction, returned to the room and burned incense and kowtowed in front of the Buddha statue in the hall.

"Great Merciful Ciyin Bodhisattva, please remember that I burn incense and bow to you every day. Please protect my son from being disturbed by the ghost of that bitch, the old widow.

No, no, please send that bitch to the eighteenth level of hell right now, so that she will never be reincarnated. "

The increasingly impatient voice of Yuan Wang sounded again: "Woman, even if her ghost is really here and there is a magic talisman given by the immortal master, if she dares to come, I guarantee that she will be in more pain than when she was alive."

After saying that, Wang Yuanwai muttered and lay down, saying in a low voice: "Hey, old widow, if you had resigned from me, how could you have been in the trouble you are in now?"

"What did you say?" Ms. Zhang said sharply: "You're a bitch who can kill a thousand swordsmen. You dare to seduce a man even if you're dead. You deserve to go to hell."

However, Wang Yuanwai covered his head and went to sleep without caring about it.

Ms. Zhang cursed a few more times in a low voice, but when she saw that Mr. Wang didn't respond, she quickly fell asleep.

Hearing the conversation between Wang Yuanwai and his wife, Fang Ping was filled with rage.

Even though her mother was dead, they still insulted and cursed her so viciously.

Originally, he just wanted to kill Wang Jizong to avenge his mother.

Now, his idea is no longer that simple.

Wait, keep waiting, until later in the night, everyone in the Wang family is completely asleep.

Even the vicious dog made no movement in the kennel, and Fang Ping finally moved.

He opened his backpack and took out half a roast rabbit and a chicken leg.

Then he threw the stones he had prepared on the kennel of the vicious dog to wake him up.

Before the vicious dog could react, half a roasted rabbit and a chicken leg were accurately thrown to the doghouse by Fang Ping.

Seeing the delicious food falling from the sky, the vicious dog was stunned for a moment and instinctively refused.

But after all, it couldn't resist the aroma of barbecue, and I ate up both pieces of meat in just a few bites.

However, not long after, the vicious dog began to scream, kicking its four hooves, twitching all over, and foaming at the mouth.

In the huge Wang family compound, with more than a dozen people, no one woke up to check.

Perhaps someone woke up, but in such a cold winter, no one came out to check.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that the Wang family had no reaction, Fang Ping finally came down from the tree.

With a light jump, he used his hands and feet to climb the wall and quietly entered the Wang family.

He first came to Wang Jizong's room, poked through the window paper and saw Wang Jizong sleeping soundly on the bed. Even at this time, there was still a strong smell of alcohol wafting out of the room.

Fang Ping's expression did not change, and he did not rush to act. Instead, he took out six small rattan baskets one by one from the rattan basket, each of which contained two poisonous snakes.

The poisonous snakes that were about to be frozen and hibernated in the cold wind were easily taken out by Fang Ping and sent into Wang Jizong's room through the crack of the door.

Then he took out a bamboo tube and poured out a bunch of wooden thorn bamboo sticks with sharp ends like toothpicks. Every three of them were crossed and tied with weeds to ensure that the bamboo sticks always had sharp spikes facing upwards.

He sprinkled them densely inside and outside the threshold of Wang Jizong's room.

All these wooden thorn bamboo sticks were soaked in the snake venom collected by Fang Ping for more than seven days, and they were covered with poison.

He risked being bitten by a poisonous snake and died to collect snake venom for today.

Finally, he took out the last package, which contained a bunch of pine resin. He carefully applied the pine resin on every door and window of Wang Jizong's room.

After doing all this, he came to Wang Yuanwai's room and did the same thing until all the prepared venomous snakes, wooden thorn bamboo sticks and pine resin were used up.

Finally, he bowed heavily to the location of his mother's grave.

He stood up, took out the fire and started to light the fire.

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