Chapter 445 The Essential Technique of Taiping, Huangtian Talisman

Author: Duguhuan

Chapter 445 The Essential Technique of Taiping, Huangtian Talisman

Changle suddenly threw herself into Li Daoxuan's arms, like a frightened cub, raising her little face stained with dirt, and cried like a little cat.

"Woooooo... Master, I thought I would never see you again..."

At this moment, her nobility and elegance as the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty disappeared, and she hid in Li Daoxuan's arms, staining the spotless Luoyue Immortal robe with snot and tears.

"Uuuu... Master, this is not a dream, is it..."

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, then flicked her smooth forehead with his finger. Seeing her in pain, he smiled and said: "The pain is not a dream. Don't worry, Master is here to save you."

Seeing her look like pear blossoms with rain after crying, Li Daoxuan sighed softly and stretched out his sleeves to help her wipe it clean.

Changle raised his little face obediently, and the frightened and frightened heart that was locked in the tomb finally calmed down.

During this time, she struggled desperately in the grave and asked for help, even her fingernails were bleeding, but to no avail. Later, she fell asleep due to exhaustion. Perhaps because she accidentally touched the wound, she woke up from the pain and couldn't help but utter

The voice was heard by Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan also noticed her wounds.

"Hold out your hand."

"Master, I'm fine. Just go back and let the imperial doctor take a look..."

Changle put his hands behind his back, as if he didn't want his master to see his embarrassment.

Li Daoxuan flicked her again and said lightly: "Disobey the teacher's orders?"

Changle rubbed her head. At this moment, her mood had stabilized, and she reached out her hand reluctantly.

I saw that the originally white and slender hands were now covered with dirt and blood stains, especially the fingernails, which even had blood scabs hiding the coagulated blood.

Li Daoxuan saw countless fine scratches on the inside of the coffin board, and knew how much pain this little girl who had lived in luxury had endured this time.

Li Dao

Changle felt a cool feeling in her palms, and the pain quickly subsided. After a while, her hands became white and tender again, without any scars.

"Master, this is so amazing, I want to learn it!"

There was admiration in her eyes.

Li Daoxuan smiled and said: "Practice hard, and I will naturally teach you in the future."

After a pause, he gradually put away his smile, looked her up and down, and said, "Now I'm asking you something, and you must answer it honestly."

Changle was startled by his serious expression and quickly put away his smile.

"Let me ask you, where are those amulets I gave you before, why don't you wear them?"

After Li Daoxuan accepted her as his disciple, he gave her many amulets. If Changle could carry them with him, he would not be taken away by ghosts.

Changle lowered his head and said, "Because sister Yan'er... she is afraid of those talismans."

"Yan'er...she tied you here, and you still call her sister?"

Chang Le raised his head, with a trace of determination in his eyes.

"Master, Sister Yan'er must have her own reasons!"

She told about her acquaintance with Yan'er.

It turned out that she once entered the cold palace by mistake, where she met a delirious mad woman. It was said that she was a concubine who had made a big mistake. At that time, she ran out secretly without a maid at her side.

When the mad woman saw her, she grabbed her by the throat. When she was struggling desperately, a sister named Yan'er appeared and knocked the mad woman unconscious, saving her.

From that time on, the two became friends.

The smart Changle soon discovered something was wrong with Yan'er. She didn't dare to go out at noon, let alone step out of the cold palace. She didn't need to eat at all, and there was no shadow in the moonlight.

Changle guessed that she was a ghost, but she was not afraid and instead became friends with her.

Sister Yan'er would tell her about life outside the palace, about the hares in the mountains, about the grasshoppers in the grass, about the ripe persimmons, and about the smoke from her mother's stove.

That was a life she had never experienced.

Sister Yan'er is only a few years older than her, but she looks extremely mature. She is usually very quiet, but when she talks about her family, she always smiles like a crescent moon.

But most of the time, she would be in a daze looking at a candy.

Later, the Zen Ceremony was about to be held. Changle woke up early to prepare cakes and wanted to present them to the master, but unexpectedly, he received a message from Sister Yan'er, asking her to go to the Leng Palace immediately.

As soon as she got there, she lost consciousness, and when she woke up, she was already lying in the tomb.

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After listening to her story, Li Daoxuan raised his hand and saw a purple talisman floating from behind Chang Le, with a mysterious aura flowing around it. It was this talisman that blocked her aura.

Under the Dharma Eyes, four ancient seal characters were faintly visible on it.

"Taiping...Huang Tian..."

Li Dao

Great wise teacher, General Tiangong, Zhang Jiao!

The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will be good for the world.

Master once said that Zhang Jiao was very good at the art of talismans. After his death, the talismans on his body were taken away by his subordinates. Each one was very precious and had its own magical use.

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This can explain why the old Taoist priest went around raising ghosts and practicing evil arts, but was never discovered by the court or the righteous monks. In the end, he died at the hands of the ghosts he raised.

It can also explain why the ghost in the cabinet has been hiding in Ziwu Town outside Chang'an City, living under the noses of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng for many years.

"She left such a precious talisman to you..."

Li Daoxuan was thinking that he had asked Wang Bo, who said that two maids from Changle died tragically in a corner outside the palace, seemingly attacked by demons.

A guess came to his mind.

Could it be that Yan'er knew that there would be ghosts attacking Changle, so she notified her to leave in advance, and the reason why she borrowed talismans from the ghosts in the cabinet was because...the ghosts that attacked and killed the maid were still following Changle!

Thinking of this, Li Daoxuan looked at the wooden tombstone again.

"The tomb of my beloved daughter Chen Yan."

This simple tomb, which had not been visited for a long time, was the burial place of Yan'er. She thought it was safe, so she placed Changle in her tomb and left alone.

Maybe she wanted to lure away the pursuers on her own.

Changle Bingxue was smart. Seeing Li Daoxuan's expression, he immediately guessed something was wrong.

"Master, is Sister Yan'er in danger?"

She pinched the corner of Li Daoxuan's clothes, her eyes full of pleading.

Li Daoxuan said in a deep voice: "Let's go take a look first and then talk."

He glanced at Xiaotian, and the dog immediately ran towards the east. According to the smell on the candy, Yan'er stayed here for a while, and then left towards the east.

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Night gradually falls.

The people in Ziwu Town have returned to their homes. Although the houses are simple, they are full of children's laughter.

Li Daoxuan and Changle stood in front of the window of a house, quietly looking at the weak candlelight inside.

Xiao Tian whispered: "Master Immortal, the one named Yan'er once stopped here for a long time."

Li Daoxuan nodded, and through the dilapidated window, he saw a middle-aged couple teasing a little boy under the dim candlelight, and the family of three was enjoying themselves happily.

The mother peeled off a candy and fed it into the little boy's mouth. She smiled and said, "This candy is so sweet. Your sister used to like it the most."

The little boy asked curiously: "Do I have a sister? Where is she?"

The husband immediately glared at her.

Knowing that she had made a mistake, her mother quickly changed the subject and said with a smile: "Xiaohu, what did your teacher teach you in the private school today?"

The little boy immediately put his sister behind and proudly told his parents that his husband praised him today, saying that he had a sharp mind and quick memory, making him the material for reading.

My parents suddenly became even more proud.

Changle's eyes were filled with tears at some point, and she whispered: "Master, sister Yan'er...have you been watching here for a long time?"

Li Daoxuan sighed lightly.

A picture emerged in his mind.

Under the moonlight, a little girl of thirteen or fourteen finally returned to her long-lost home. However, because there was a monster following behind her, she could only watch for a moment through the window, and then left silently.

Maybe even if she wasn't being tracked, she wouldn't have entered the house.

Perhaps she finally understood why her parents visited her grave less and less often, and why she could no longer wait for her favorite candy.

That cheap candle was once her dream home.
To be continued...