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    Wuming once followed Ma Laodao down the mountain and knew a little about the situation outside, so he didn't show much freshness after coming out of the mountain, nor did he look around. He just followed Mo Wen with his head down.  Mo Wen was not in a hurry to do anything and was not walking fast. While walking, he asked Wu Ming some information about himself. Through questioning, he learned that Wu Ming had mastered the four basic Taoist scriptures and all the scriptures for morning and evening lessons.  He memorized it, but did not dabble in the Transcendence Sutra and the Shangqing Sutra. Firstly, he was too young and was not yet old enough to be crowned and worshiped. Secondly, Ma Laodao was a disciple of the Taiqing Sect and did not know the Shangqing Sutra.  .  Although he is a new teacher, Mo Wen does not feel at a loss, because there is no set way to teach students, and they need to teach according to their aptitude. Wu Ming's talent is very high, his energy and spirit are stable, and he will not be slow to understand the Taoism. The most important thing is to let go  In terms of the investigation and teaching of his character, a person's character is mainly determined by two aspects. One is the innate influence of his parents' blood, and the other is his upbringing. He needs to examine some of Wuming's behaviors at this time.  Is it from innate or acquired? If it is innate, you can let it go and let him take a relaxed and casual path and live happily like Ye Xiaoyao. If he is greatly influenced by acquired teachings, you need to focus on teaching him loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness.  , so Wuming can only follow the path of strict self-discipline. The consequence is that the second him will appear and life will be more difficult.  After listening to Wuming reciting the scriptures, Mo Wen nodded and smiled to show his praise. In fact, although Wuming recited the scriptures fluently, there were many errors in pronunciation and pauses. However, the main function of the scriptures was to calm the mind and to pray for God to perform spells.  Different, inaccurate pronunciation does not matter.  Taiyi Mountain is located in Zhao State. At sunset, the two of them passed by a village. This village was not big, with only a few dozen households.  ¡°Wu Ming, where are we staying tonight?¡± Mo Wen asked casually.  "Listen to Master." Wuming replied.  "As I ask you, it's up to you to make the decision. You can decide at will. If you do something wrong, I will correct you. Where will we stay tonight?" Mo Wen asked.  Wuming frowned and felt worried when he heard the words. He hesitated for a long time and shook his head and said, "Master, I don't want to enter the village. Let's find a shabby house to stay." Mo Wen nodded when he heard the words. Since they had only been together for a short time, he could not rely on Wuming's decision.  Determine whether he doesn't like to interact with others or is afraid of entering the village because of fear of life.  The only thing that is not lacking in troubled times is dilapidated houses. After sunset, several abandoned houses appeared in the wild fields on the roadside, which seemed to be the inns left by the previous dynasty.  "Master, can we stay there tonight?" Wuming asked.  "Are you afraid that this place is haunted?" Mo Wenxiao asked.  When Wuming heard this, his face turned pale with fright. After swallowing dryly, he bravely replied, "Master is here, so don't be afraid." Mo Wen nodded with a smile, left the road and walked towards the inn. It was late autumn, and there were waist-high crowds of miscellaneous people outside the inn.  The grass has turned yellow and swayed in the night wind, making the inn even more dilapidated and desolate.  "The inn is not far from the road, but the weeds in front of the door are not falling. What does that mean?" Mo Wen asked.  "It means that the people around here know that this place is haunted and don't dare to come here to rest." Wuming answered immediately.  Mo Wen nodded approvingly, opened the door and entered the room, looking around. Although the inn was dilapidated, the building was generally complete, with four main rooms, one compartment and one stable, and the doors of the building were all closed.  After a brief pause, Mo Wen walked towards the main room.  "Master, do you really want to go in?" Seeing the faded paper charm above the door frame, Wuming became more and more frightened.  "The talisman paper is divided into five colors: yellow, red, blue, purple and gold. The color of the talisman is related to one's own spiritual energy cultivation. This one is just an ordinary yellow talisman, indicating that the Taoist who cast the spell has mediocre cultivation." Mo Wen raised his hand and pushed open the door.  As soon as the door of the room was opened, a strong musty smell hit us. Although it had been abandoned for many years, the tables, chairs and utensils in the room were still in place, but they were covered with thick dust. A few gray-skinned mice fled in panic after being frightened.  Sneaked away from their feet.  Mo Wen raised his hand to push aside a cobweb and stepped into the house, "You should remember that ghosts are yin objects and emit yin energy. Houses haunted by ghosts usually have no living things, no cobwebs, and no  There is rat droppings." "Master means there are no ghosts here," Wuming asked in confusion.  "That woman died in the east chamber back then, not in the main room. The Taoist charms she made were posted in the wrong place." Mo Wen said casually.  At this time, night had fallen, and Wuming was greatly frightened when he heard Mo Wen's words. He glanced at the east chamber and walked a few steps quickly to follow Mo Wen.  There are no partition walls between the four rooms in the main house. There are several wooden beds on the west side. The bedding remains on the beds. Mo Wen stepped closer and found that the bedding had been chewed by mice. According to the remaining pieces of the bed to keep out the cold.  The reeds and the post station itself are leftover from the previous dynasty.One clue can tell that this inn was abandoned one winter several decades ago.  "Master, please sit down while I go out to find firewood to make a fire." Wuming pulled up a wooden chair. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that his hand was light. The wooden chair had rotted over the years and fell apart under the drag.  "These wooden beds are no longer useful, use them to make a fire." Mo Wen sent out spiritual energy to disperse the wooden beds. Because the movement was too big, it stirred up a lot of dust. Mo Wen pulled Wuming out quickly and waited for the dust.  settled.  "Don't be afraid." Mo Wen patted Wuming on the shoulder. When he pulled Wuming out earlier, he found that Wuming's palms were full of sweat.  Wuming was looking at the east chamber intently at this time. He heard Mo Wen's words and did not look back. After taking a deep breath, he raised his finger and pointed at the east chamber and said to Mo Wen, "Master, I want to see what is in the wing." Mo Wenwen  Yan nodded in approval. Although Wuming was scared, he had the courage to face difficulties and fears, and dared to take the initiative. Bravery is the most basic quality of a man. Unfortunately, many men do not possess this most basic quality.  "It's not night yet, ghosts won't appear, go ahead." Mo Wen tore off the old talisman on the door frame of the main room and burned it, igniting the weeds in the courtyard to illuminate Wuming.  With Mo Wen's permission, Wuming stepped towards the east chamber. This inn had been abandoned for many years, and the window paper on the window lattice had long disappeared. The firelight entered the east chamber through the window lattice, and the things in the east chamber swayed with the light of the fire.  Compared with knowing nothing, Wuming was even more frightened by the looming presence. He walked slower and slower, and when he reached the door, he was already trembling all over.  Mo Wen couldn't bear to see this and walked towards Wuming. Wuming dared to live alone in Taiyi Mountain because he was familiar with that area. He had never been here before and it was completely unfamiliar. In addition, he knew that there were female ghosts.  , the pressure on my heart at this time is very great.  Just as Mo Wen stood up, Wuming suddenly plucked up the courage to raise his hand and push towards the door of the east wing. With an ear-piercing creaking sound, the door opened inwards. At this moment, Wuming could no longer bear the huge fear, and his figure  Shaking, almost collapsing.  Mo Wen stepped forward, held Wuming's Cun Guan ruler and sent out a burst of spiritual energy. Mo Wen's spiritual energy stimulated Wuming, and Wuming's spirit perked up. He looked around by the firelight and saw that the east compartment was piled with rotten grass.  There are also several worn-out saddles hanging on the east wall.  "You can't see at night at this time. If you can't see clearly at night, you will make random guesses. You will be frightened by the sound of wind and cranes, and your mind will be disturbed by the shadow of a snake." Mo Wen said.  "Master, how do you know there is a ghost here?" Wuming raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.  Mo Wen walked into the east chamber and said, "There are usually three situations when you see a ghost. One is that the ghost wants you to see it, the other is to open your eyes through a spell, and the other method is to survive the catastrophe. As long as you survive the catastrophe, you will not only develop sensitivity  The senses can also control the strength of the yin and yang energy in the body. If you want to see ghosts, you only need to suppress your own yang energy. "The east chamber was originally a place where horse fodder and saddles were stored. At this time, the fodder had rotted on the ground and on the wall.  Mo Wen pointed his finger at the ground due east by the window and said, "There is a corpse three feet underground. The corpse is not rotten and the resentment does not dissipate. It is thought that the postman of the post station left it there one winter decades ago."  The murderer was buried here." Although there was fire outside, it was still dark in the east chamber. Wuming unconsciously grabbed Mo Wen's Taoist robe, "Master, why did those postmen kill her?" Although Mo Wen guessed it.  The possible reasons cannot be said clearly to a twelve-year-old child, "You can already recite the Tao Te Ching. You should know the yin and yang of the universe. Everything in the world has good and evil sides. The same is true for people. There are good people.  Bad people must not think that human nature is inherently good, otherwise they will not be able to distinguish right from wrong after being punished, and they will not be able to do justice for heaven. " "Yes, I will definitely bear in mind what Master said." Wuming nodded heavily.  "You and I travel around the world and get along day and night. I know a lot of things to say. Don't be afraid if you can't remember them all at once. Just remember as much as you can. It will be very hard if you remember too much." Mo Wen added.  "Yes." Wuming was very moved after hearing Mo Wen's words. He let go of Mo Wen's clothes and held Mo Wen's right hand.  The hands of a twelve-year-old child were not big. Mo Wen held Wuming's hand and felt very sad. If the barbarians had not gone south, Lin Ruochen would not have been snatched away, and the two children should have been of this size.  "It's getting late. Don't touch it tonight. Dig it out and burn it tomorrow, lest it linger and do evil and harm others." Mo Wen led Wuming and left the east chamber.  By this time, the dust in the main room had settled. Mo Wen set the rotten wood on fire and packed up a place for Wuming to lie down. Wuming lay down to rest while Mo Wen sat cross-legged and meditated.  "Master, I only know your Taoist name, can you tell me about your situation." Wuming was too frightened before and couldn't sleep after lying down.  "I am already a teacher"He was born in Xiyang County, Henan Province, and his common surname was Mo. He was worshiped by the Qing Dynasty and studied at Wuliang Mountain in Minzhou.  "Mo Wen said very briefly. These few words were naturally difficult to explain Wuming's doubts and curiosity, but Mo Wen was meditating at this time, and he couldn't keep asking questions, so he closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep. Although Mo Wen was there  While meditating, he was thinking about things in his mind. After accepting Wuming, he found that his mentality had changed a lot. He was more calm and calm than before. Life is not just about fighting and killing. Most of the time, it is still dull. Taking Wuming around  Although Fang Zingxing wanted to increase Wuming's knowledge and experience, it also made up for his lack of rapid progress and lack of understanding of things in the world. At the third watch, Mo Wen opened his eyes and said, "Wuming.  " "Master.  "Wuming was not asleep. He turned over and sat up after hearing the sound. "That female ghost is wandering outside the door. I'll call her in to take a look at you. Don't be alarmed.  "Mo Wen said. "Okay.  "Wu Ming moved to Mo Wen's side. Mo Wen added a few pieces of firewood to the fire. After the fire was bright, he turned to look outside the door, "Come in, show up from outside the door, don't scare the poor disciples.  Son¡­¡­"
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