The village is far away from the town, so the doctor rushed over at twelve o'clock the next day, but usually sends patients to the hospital, and doctors rarely come to the countryside! If Grandpa Xiao Yu hadn't been unwilling to go, he might have slept in the hospital bed now.

The doctor was wearing a white coat and eyes, looking a little fat, and looked like he was in his forties. His arrival made Xiao Yu feel a little relieved.

Because Grandpa Xiao Yu was sick, Aunt Liu was buried in the morning, so she asked Xiao Yu to work hard. Anyway, his soul has been taken away now and he will not become an evil ghost or become resentful.

"Doctor, how about it? Mr. Xiao is fine?" a villager asked in a low voice.

The doctor shook his head, got up and put away the medicine box, walked out of the inner room and said, "He has a strange internal injury, as if he was hit by a heavy object, but it is really strange if there are any scars on his body! He is too old and his internal injury is severe. I'm afraid it won't be long. I'll prescribe some Western medicine. You can take it on time. Maybe it will be a few months later, but maybe it's only a few days. Let his family prepare for the funeral."

Upon hearing this news, Xiao Yuru was struck by lightning and stood there blankly without reacting. It was not until the doctor was prescribing the medicine that he murmured to himself, "Impossible, how could grandpa have something to do? He is a half-immortal, how could a half-immortal die?"

Looking at Xiao Yu's expression, the doctor smiled and said, "Little baby, there are no semi-immortals in this world. People will die when they reach age, and we can't escape this fate."

"Absolutely impossible, grandpa won't die, grandpa... grandpa..." Xiao Yu squatted on the ground and cried loudly, "My parents are gone, grandpa is brought up by him, and now grandpa is gone, so what's the point of living by myself?"

While speaking, Xiao Yu looked up and saw the Tudi Temple in the corner. He was stunned at first, then quickly stepped forward and knelt in front of the Tudi Temple and said, "Tidigong, come out, tell me, grandpa will not die, right? Come out, Tudigong, come out."

Grandpa Xiao Yu struggled to sit up. When he heard the crying from outside, he couldn't help but feel sad, "Destiny cannot be violated. I have been catching ghosts for the rest of my life. I didn't expect that I would become a ghost soon! Xiao Yu, you have to walk the road below by yourself, and grandpa can't accompany you anymore!"

It was not until the two villagers that they brought the medicine back at night. Xiao Yu poured out two for his grandfather and watched his grandfather swallow it. Then he sat aside with peace of mind, but the tears in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out.

"Xiao Yu, grandpa knows grandpa's body, grandpa himself, don't be sad," Grandpa Xiao Yu said with a pale face.

"Grandpa, you will be fine. The doctor said it was a minor injury and it will be cured in a few days." Xiao Yu smiled and then said, "I'm still waiting for you to teach me the Taoist Dharma. You can't die so early, otherwise your Maoshan Taoist Dharma will be lost."

"You have basically read the Taoist method of grandpa. The rest are all in the books in the box! After you go to school and learn to read, you can learn it. As for the art of asking for gods, don't practice it. If you don't send it away, something will happen."

"Also, in the box, there is a passbook with some money on it. After grandpa leaves, you will live by yourself! But you must remember that you cannot do things that harm the world. Now you are the orphan of the successor of Maoshan. Grandpa wants to see you carry forward Maoshan so that grandpa will have the right to meet the ancestor."

"Grandpa, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore, I know everything." Xiao Yu had already cried. The five-year-old child faced the separation of his relatives twice, which was indeed a bit cruel to him.

"Xiao Yu, remember, after grandpa leaves, you go to Shimo Village, Gansu. Wherever your second uncle is, he will take care of you! From now on, your second uncle will be your father. Wherever you are, when you are eighteen years old, you will leave the village. The future path will depend on your own."

"Grandpa will be fine. I don't want to go to my second uncle. If I don't go, grandpa will be fine." Xiao Yu knelt on the ground, crying and laughing, as if he was crazy.

In the next few days, Xiao Yu often helped his grandfather out to bask in the sun, but the scope was limited to the back yard. Seeing his grandfather's hair whiter day by day, Xiao Yu's heart became more and more impatient day by day.

"What should I do? Grandpa said that Kong Ming has a seven-star life-sustaining method. I don't know if it is useful." Xiao Yu squatted in the yard and muttered to himself.

Grandpa Xiao Yu was sitting on a rattan chair, holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand. Although he was half-squinting his eyes, he was well aware of Xiao Yu's every move.

"Yu'er, today my grandfather is taking the talisman painting skills. Go and bring a table to me and perform it." Grandpa Xiao Yu ordered.

"Oh..." Xiao Yu responded, then walked into the inner room dejectedly. Soon after, a low-high table was brought in. This table seemed to be specially customized for Xiao Yu, because wherever Xiao Yu stood, it was just right.

"Draw the evil-removing talisman first, draw the method-removing talisman." Grandpa Xiao Yu seemed to be in a state of spirit. At this time, he sat up straight and his expression became serious.

The meaning of drawing talismans is to use ordinary red pigments to draw talismans, but to draw them with good cinnabar and black dog blood together. Only in this way can the talismans drawn have magic power. Of course, this depends on the Taoist practice of the talisman painter. If the cultivation level is too low, even the best thing will be painted poorly.

Xiao Yu nodded, took a deep breath, and then took out the props used to draw talismans in turn. One of them was very thick. It was used for drawing talismans and banners, and it was generally not used. However, it must be placed when drawing talismans. The second stroke is called for a magic talisman, which is not commonly used. As for the smallest brush, it is the most commonly used, which is the ghost-exorcist talisman. The ghost-exorcist talisman is big and small, and the loss is relatively good, so the brush is chosen as the smallest, and once it is replaced, the price is not expensive.

He quickly poured the materials into a small bowl. Xiao Yu clamped the brush with his finger and quickly ordered some in the bowl. Then the pen went around and moved on the yellow talisman paper. A talisman was drunk in one go, without any pause in the middle. However, the talisman was well drawn, but it was not the best talisman, because the best talisman could understand the minds of people using talismans and control it from a distance.

"Well, the talismans are well drawn, but they are just a good example. They can be used to deal with ordinary ghosts. Continue to draw. Today, I will only draw this kind of talisman until I am satisfied."

If it were in the past, Xiao Yu would definitely resist, but today he did not, because he knew that grandpa wanted to teach himself everything in the last few days, otherwise the Maoshan Taoist technique would disappear from the world with him.

In the next few days, Xiao Yu kept in touch with drawing talismans in the yard. Although it was winter now, Xiao Yu did not stop practicing talismans. Dozens of talismans appeared in the yard every day, hundreds of feet of talismans appeared in the yard, either destroyed or given to others. As time went by, Xiao Yu's speed of drawing talismans became faster and faster. From the beginning of evil-exorcism to soul-suming talismans, soul-raising talismans, etc., all of them began to be involved. Hundreds of various talismans were taught to Xiao Yu by Grandpa Xiao, and Xiao Yu was also digested and absorbed by the books.
Chapter completed!