Chapter 26: Out of the Horse

Chapter 26: Out of Ma Xian (Part 2)

Ma Xian is mainly derived from Northeast folklore, that is, a fairy who is engaged in the profession of horse. Out of the horse, also known as Kanxiang, out of the hall, is to inherit the inheritance of the ancient shaman culture, and then develop into a witch culture in the northern part of China.

It is generally common in the north. Of course, there are also in the south, but only a few. It is known as the South Mao and the North Horse. "Mathe horse" refers to some animal immortals, such as foxes, snakes, weasels. It is said that there are also plants in the south to become immortals, practice for hundreds of years, and then cultivate for themselves or accept the task of the heavenly god, come to the mortal world to accumulate merits, so as to achieve the purpose of ranking in the immortal class and becoming the immortal god. Among the animal immortals, the Huhuang python is the most common, and the Taoist practice is the highest, so it is called the four major families. The four families are also the master of the golden flower, the silver flower, the master of Hu San, and the most famous for the immortals who are responsible for commanding and supervising the world.

Immortals who want to open their horses want to accumulate merits and virtues, cultivate positive results, and universalize the world, but it is not convenient for them to directly transform into adults, or treat diseases in a direct way. Therefore, they choose human beings with immortal fate and understanding as fragrant children. People are also called disciples of horses to cooperate with each other in the form of possession. The world, so there is another profession in the world - a disciple!

Wang Ming told me that his family's situation is relatively special. His fairy family's surname is Hu, that is, fox. It was the origin of his ancestors who became the protection fairy of his family. Later, he found that Wang Ming was a gifted horse.

Wang Ming's ability is also taught by the immortals in his childhood. He can deal with ordinary evils alone, and he can also invite immortals when he meets a powerful person. After the immortal's upper body, it is the same as opening a plug-in. At that time, his ability was not what I could imagine. Wang Ming told me that the fairy family in his family is very good and has a high generation in the Hu family.

The Bao Jiaxian in Wang Ming's family is Wang Ming's grandfather, that is, Wang Ming's grandfather. Wang Ming and I broke the truth. His grandfather stopped Wang Dafu. He was originally an ordinary ordinary person in Qiqihar, and there were many brothers in the family, Wang Dafu.

In the past, people had to take on the heavy responsibility of supporting their families at the age of 16. Wang Dafu's family picked ginseng for generations. At the age of 16, Wang Dafu followed his father to pick ginseng in the mountains. The life in the family was sloppy, at least he would not go hungry.

However, the good times did not last long. Wang Dafu's father died soon after being ill because he was overworked, which was a great disaster for an ordinary family in the past. Suddenly, the burden of the family was all on Wang Dafu. As the saying goes, the children of the poor family have been in charge of the family for a long time. In order that his brother would not be hungry, Wang Dafu could only go to the mountains to pick ginseng day after day.

Until once, Wang Dafu went into the mountain for several days and picked a few small ginsengs. With those ginsengs, he could barely maintain his family. Now he doesn't have to enter the mountain in a short period of time after the heavy snow.

Walking on the path down the mountain, suddenly there was something strange in the grass on the roadside. Wang Dafu also found it. He just didn't care what kind of small animal was looking for for a nest for the winter. When he was about to turn around, there was a whine in the grass. It seemed that he was asking Wang Dafu for help. The 15- or sixteen-year-old child was very curious. Wang Dafu summoned up his courage to walk into the grass and saw that it was not a small animal in the grass, but a fox, a big snow-white fox.

The fox's whole body was snow-white, without any miscellaneous hair, and it was also very big. He was half lying in the grass and whining at Wang Dafu. Wang Dafu remembered what the old people often said that he didn't touch the yellow when he went up the mountain. It means that foxes and weasels are both very spiritual animals. If they are accidentally offended in the mountains, they will definitely be retaliated by them. Therefore, the old man often warns others that if they encounter these two animals on the mountain, they must make a detour and make way for them. Even professional hunters dare not easily kill those two animals.

However, Wang Dafu was not afraid. Instead, he felt very familiar with the white fox. In fact, the mountain people did not know that this was what the Buddha called fate.

Wang Dafu walked to the white fox and squatted down and said to the white fox, "Are you calling me?"

When people talk to animals, they will laugh at the man if they are seen, but the white fox is very spiritual. Since he can understand Wang Dafu's words, he nodded to Wang Dafu and stretched out a hind leg. There was a trace of blood on the snow-white fur of the hind leg, and there was an iron clip on it.

When Wang Dafu saw this scene, he also understood what happened. It turned out that the fox fell into the trap under the hunter and was injured. If he didn't save it now, he would definitely starve to death in a few days. Wang Dafu, who was kind-natured, took medicine and bandaged the fox. In order to dress, he tore up his clothes and gave his remaining rations to the fox. However, Wang Dafu could not watch the fox recover, because his brothers and sisters were still waiting for him.

Before leaving, Wang Dafu said to the fox, "Now I have done everything I should do. Whether I can survive or not depends on your creation. I know you are very spiritual. I don't ask you to repay me. If you are well, run into the mountains and where there is no one.

The fox was strange. After listening to what Wang Dafu said, he nodded to Wang Dafu and said something as if he was thanking Wang Dafu. Wang Dafu was very gratified to see that scene. It was indeed a spiritual animal. Wang Dafu looked at the fox and turned his head and walked down the mountain. After all, he still had his own life.

After Wang Dafu returned home, he slowly forgot about it, continued to live his peaceful life, and continued to go to the mountain to pick ginseng the next year. Since then, Wang Dafu will always have a big harvest every time he enters the mountain. He can always pick a big mallet, and his family life will be more prosperous.

In this way, Wang Dafu Pingping often passed five years and became a famous local ginseng king, married his daughter-in-law and gave birth to a child. But after all, I still have to live, and I still have to go to the mountain to pick ginseng. On that day, Wang Dafu took the guy and was ready to leave, but the seven- or eight-month-old child who just walked to the door, who was also Wang Ming's grandfather, suddenly cried, which was not special. Wang Dafu didn't care. He took the guy and walked into the mountain. But who knows that he almost killed Wang Dafu this time.

This time, Wang Dafu was different from before. Since he stayed in the mountains for two or three days without any harvest, even the ginseng leaves did not look at it. Wang Dafu, who wandered around in the mountains for seven or eight days, had no harvest at all. He had no choice but to walk down the mountain. However, something strange happened halfway, and the bright ginseng grew on the road and no one picked it.

Wang Dafu, who was originally lost, didn't think much and rushed up regardless of himself. He dug out the ginseng to have a look. Good boy! What a big guy. When Wang Dafu was holding the adult ginseng Zhengle, he suddenly saw another adult ginseng not far ahead. After picking this plant, I will always find one. Wang Dafu gradually walked into the deep mountains. It took more than half a day. I don't know how many plants I picked. Anyway, the basket behind is always unsatisfactory. Normal people will definitely find that there must be something tricky here, but Wang Dafu didn't find it, and he still followed the ginseng happily. Gradually, there are more and more weeds around, and there is basically no way out. At this time, Wang Dafu stopped and looked around and was suddenly shocked. Where is this? Why did you come here?

Wang Dafu was thinking about these trivial things. Suddenly, a faint green smoke rose under the root of the tree not far away, slowly transforming into a human shape, and the last tattered old man appeared in front of him. The old man was more than two meters tall, his face was a little dark, and his facial features could not be seen clearly in front of him, and he could only see his long tongue hanging on his chest.

Wang Dafu almost didn't draw when he saw that scene. Today, he is the real ghost, and he is still hanging. Some people care about hanging ghosts. It is a kind of death of suicide. The death image is the most ugly, and the heart is the most vicious. It usually comes out to harm people without complaint and for no reason. It is a terrible ghost. It is said that the white impermanence in the underworld, Xie Bi'an, is a dead ghost.

Wang Dafu was so scared that if his legs hadn't been weak, he would have run away. Slowly, Wang Dafu's body began to diso God, and he couldn't move when he stood. The whole lamb was waiting to be slaughtered. The old hanging ghost said to Wang Dafu intermittently, "Do you want to die, this little brother?"

After hearing this, Wang Dafu naturally felt ten thousand unwillingness in his heart, but he couldn't say it. He could only look at the hanging ghost in a daze. After the old hanging ghost said this, a hemp rope appeared in front of Wang Dafu. This was the rope used for hanging. At that time, Wang Dafu's back was in a cold sweat, but he couldn't escape.

The old hanger said to Wang Dafu again, "Little brother, think about it. What's the point of your life? You are so tired. What on earth are you doing? If you want to say that you are wrong for your family, you have only a few decades in your life. Why are you so tired? You should live a carefree life. Don't work hard for the vanity of the mortal world. Come on, come and be free in this mountain with me.

After saying that, he waved to Wang Dafu, and Wang Dafu's head began to be disobedient. He slowly approached the hanging rope until he put his head over the rope, and the rope slowly began to rise...

When the old man smiled brightly, he found the arrival of an uninvited guest on his territory. Although Wang Dafu's body was out of control, he was very conscious. He saw something moving in the grass behind the old ghost, and kept making a low whine, as if he were warning anyone?

The old hanging ghost turned around and roared at the grass, "You and I don't break the river. Please don't mind my business."

A white fox slowly came out of the grass, which was very big. The fox did not pay attention to the old hanging ghost. After looking at Wang Dafu, he rushed to the old hanging ghost fiercely. The speed was very fast. The old hanging ghost did not resist at all and rushed to the ground against the white fox.

The old hanging ghost is not a dry meal. He slapped the white fox's body one by one with the magic whip in his hand. The white fox did not care about the pain on his body, and bit off the throat of the hanging ghost at once. After that, I ate the hanging ghost into my stomach.

As soon as the old ghost disappeared, the rope on Wang Dafu's neck also disappeared, and his body returned to his control. Wang Dafu fell to the ground and gasped. At this time, someone spoke, and the voice said, "Are you all right, my father-in-law?"

Wang Dafu looked around and there was no figure, only the white fox in front of him who was looking at him. Wang Dafu really doesn't believe that a fox can speak human language. Wang Dafu shouted around, "Who is talking? Who is talking?"

This time he heard it clearly. It was really the fox. The fox said, "It's me. Don't you know me? I'm the fox you saved five years ago.

After listening to this, Wang Dafu saw what he was saying and almost pulled it over. He wanted to run away. The fox said anxiously, "Don't be afraid of your kindness. I have been saved by you. The order of this life is from your kindness. I will not dare to harm your kindness. Please don't be afraid."

After listening to this, Wang Dafu slowly calmed down and stammered, "You, you, how can you speak human, human language?"

The fox said to Wang Dafu, "I don't know that I was a fox trained in the mountain. A few years ago, I accidentally fell into the condom laid by the hunter. If it hadn't been for the grace to save my life, I would have died. Now I have cultivated the climate. In the past few years, I have often seen the benefactor going into the mountain. In order to repay the kindness of the benefactor, I often follow the benefactor without being hurt by the jackals, tigers and leopards, and I also ensure that the benefactor can have a good harvest. I'm really sorry for my kindness. Today is the annual fairy gathering of my generation. I just rushed to Tiecha Mountain. On the way, I knew that my kindness was in trouble today and hurried back. Fortunately, I was not late.

After listening to this, Wang Dafu realized that the fox he saved at the beginning was actually a fairy who cultivated into immortals, and it had been protecting itself. Wang Dafu arched his hand to the fox and said, "A little favor in those years is not worth talking about. Today, it is unforgettable for Dafu to save Dafu. Now Dafu has lost his way and bothers the immortal to guide the way so that Dafu can go down the mountain.

After listening to what Wang Dafu said, the fox said to Wang Dafu, "Don't worry, I'll send you down the mountain."

After saying that, he walked in the direction of Wang Dafu's arrival, and Wang Dafu followed closely. For three days in a row, Wang Dafu was calm all the way to the white fox.

This man and a fox have been talking about something during this period of time in the mountains, and they have become confidants and good friends with each other. It was not until the foot of the mountain that they reluctantly said goodbye. Before leaving, Wang Dafu said to the white fox, "I have been taken care of by the immortals in the past few days. I don't know if the immortal is willing to make a request?"

The white fox sat on the ground and said to Wang Dafu, "Please tell me."

Wang Dafu said, "The immortal's kindness to the rich man is unforgettable, and the rich man can't repay him. He just wants to ask the immortal to come to my house and enjoy the fireworks of my Wang family for generations. I don't know if the immortal is willing?"

After Wang Dafu finished speaking, the white fox stood up and said to Wang Dafu, "The order of the benefactor does not dare to disobey it. If the benefactor does not abandon me, I will be carefree for generations."

Wang Dafu was infinitely happy when he heard this and said to the white fox, "Since Daxian agreed to condescend to come to my house, Dafu is infinitely grateful, please give Dafu a name so that he can go home and set up a monument to worship."

The white fox thought for a moment and said, "My surname is Hu, but I don't have a name. In this way, I rank eighth in the clan, and my benefactor only calls me Hu Ba."

After writing down, Wang Dafu made a few polite words with Hu Ba and then went down the mountain. After returning, he did not dare to stop. He quickly asked Mr. Hu Ba to set up the position of Bao Jiaxian for Master Hu, and told his family to call him Master Ba, and not to neglect him at all. Master, Tai Ni is the highest honorific title for Bao Jiaxian.

Master Hu Ba quietly kept the Wang family. Since then, the life of the Wang family has become smoother and smoother, and even the famine has not been hungry. Wang Ming told me that when Wang Dafu died, someone saw a big white fox worshipping in front of Wang Dafu's spirit, which was the Baoxian Hu Ba in their family.

Until a few years ago, when Wang Ming was 15 years old, the eighth master gave Wang Ming a dream. In his dream, he said that Wang Ming was very talented and very suitable to go out. He asked Wang Ming if he would agree. This was a great curiosity for Wang Ming, and of course Wang Ming agreed.

The next day, Wang Ming quietly ran to the front of Master Hu Ba's card and got out of the horse in a daze, and then it is now.

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