"Haha, haha... It's so itchy, so itchy! Haha, boy, what did you do to me?"
The man who picked his toes had his mouth twisted, drooling, and his whole body was itchy, and he kept scratching.
I folded my hands over my chest and stared at this guy with cold eyes.
I kept silent and watched him as he suffered an epileptic seizure.
The face of the man who picked his feet was distorted and his teeth were grinding. I was really afraid that he would accidentally bite off his tongue. If that happened, there would be no dirty words.
His body was shaking like a sieve, scratching here and there, and from time to time he would grab the crotch of the woman's pants.
I noticed that his arms were bleeding from scratches he made with his own dirty fingernails.
"Haha, it hurts and it itches... What's wrong with me? Why is this happening? Boy, no, little brother, please let me go, save me, I'm really itchy... Hahaha!"
The foot-picking man had lost his previous arrogance and was now in a state of disgrace. His eyes were red, his eyeballs bulged slightly, and his nostrils twitched as he sucked in air.
The woman standing nearby was also quite frightened when she saw this scene.
She faced me and asked tremblingly: "Little brother, what happened to him?"
I tilted my head to glance at the woman and whispered, "It's okay, he just felt itchy all over. Maybe he said too many dirty words and got his comeuppance."
The woman naturally didn't believe me because she had just noticed me and I had tapped the man's body with my finger.
She stared at me suspiciously and asked in a trembling voice, "Really? ... Could he have been bewitched by some evil spell?"
It seems that the woman has the wrong idea.
At this time, many people in the carriage looked at us.
The passengers stared at the man who was picking his feet in surprise, and looked at me from time to time. When I looked at them, some people quickly looked away.
Sun Xiaoli next to me gently tugged at the corner of my clothes and whispered, "Brother Tianyi, I think we should just forget it and punish him."
The toe-picking man was lying on the seat at this time, scratching himself and muttering something, almost calling me "Grandpa".
In line with the principle of not bullying others, I walked up to the big man who was picking his toes and patted him a few times seemingly casually.
Soon, the toe-picking man stopped scratching. He leaned back on the seat, breathing heavily.
When he noticed that I was still looking at him, he quickly lowered his head.
I snorted coldly, glared at him, and said, "Why don't you put on your shoes!"
The toe-picking man was convinced. His Adam's apple trembled a little, and he hurried to find shoes to put on.
After putting on his shoes, he took his bag from the shelf and walked to the side of the carriage in a dejected manner.
The passengers all made way to let the man pick his toes through, and they looked as if he was going to go mad and bite them.
Soon, the noisy carriage became quiet.
Not long after, the flight attendant came over to inquire about the situation, but after not finding out anything, he left.
Sun Xiaoli might be sleepy, so she leaned on my shoulder and fell asleep.
Sun Yaowen also closed his eyes and fell asleep.
I wasn't sleepy, so I sat there looking at the scenery outside the car window.
Outside the window, there are mountains and forests, hidden under the blue sky and white clouds. In the sunlight, the unknown trees are emerald green, and faintly flash a little light.
Occasionally a bird flew across the sky and slowly turned into a black dot.
, and disappeared.
The seat opposite me was empty, and I didn't know where the guy who picked his toes had gone.
Just as I was gazing out the window, a figure slowly sat down opposite me.
The man was a middle-aged man wearing an old-looking Zhongshan suit, with a mustache on his face and bright eyes.
He was holding a bowl of instant noodles in his hand and eating it with a slurp.
I looked at this person carefully, and I found that this middle-aged man actually had the aura of good deeds and a sense of unfathomableness.
However, the way he ate was somewhat inconsistent with his image, and all of a sudden, that mysterious feeling disappeared.
He added sausage and eggs to his instant noodles, making it full.
Seeing me looking at him, he smiled at me casually.
To be honest, I was a little jealous when I saw him eating. I have to admit that sometimes, eating is contagious.
The woman from before was sitting next to me in the aisle seat. She hadn't slept and was watching me from time to time, like a spy.
Maybe she had too many questions in her mind, she couldn't help asking me, "Little brother, when you touched that big guy's body with your finger, he changed completely, and started to itch and scratch all over. How did you do it? Why does it feel like the acupuncture skills in martial arts novels?"
I tilted my head, looked at the woman, and said with a smile: "You are right. What I do is not some magical method, but just a kind of 'acupoint pressing magic'."
What I said is pure nonsense. There is no such thing as a magical skill of acupoint pressing. What I do is called acupoint tapping method. When tapping the acupoints, you need to inject some good karma into the opponent's acupoints to control the acupoints.
Of course, clapping with your hands and pointing with your fingers produce the same effect, and the most important thing is the energy of good deeds.
When the woman heard what I said, her face was full of admiration.
There seemed to be a struggle on her face. After a moment of silence, she spoke to me softly, "Little brother, can you teach me your acupoint pressing method? My boyfriend always makes me angry. I think your acupoint pressing skills can be used to deal with my boyfriend."
"If I really learn that acupoint pressing skill, my boyfriend won't dare to have affairs outside anymore."
I smiled and said, "That's a good idea."
When the woman heard what I said, she asked happily: "What do you mean, you agreed? ... ... Don't worry, you can be my teacher. I can pay your tuition, any amount is fine."
Look, the nose is back on the face.
My smiling face drooped immediately, and I said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I won't pass on my acupuncture skills to others."
After saying that, I shut up and said nothing more.
After hearing what I said, the woman looked unhappy. She snorted and turned her head away without talking to me again.
In fact, while I was talking to the woman, I was observing the middle-aged man opposite me.
The middle-aged man had a strong aura of goodness, and he must be a Taoist priest who catches ghosts. He didn't sit in his seat, but sat next to me, which made me suspicious.
The middle-aged man looked harmless, still slurping his noodles, looking calm and composed. It was as if he didn't even notice that I was observing him.
Soon, the bowl of instant noodles, the sausage and the eggs inside were all eaten by the middle-aged man.
He put the instant noodle box away, wiped his mouth, and looked at me with a smile on his face.
Before I opened my mouth, the middle-aged man whispered to me: "You are not ordinary, little brother. You have accumulated so much at such a young age.
Yin De, it seems that you are also a Taoist priest who catches ghosts. I saw how you dealt with that big man earlier. "
"That's the Taoist 'acupoint tapping method'. It's very unusual."
When I heard the middle-aged man say the name "acupoint tapping method", I was surprised.
The middle-aged man continued to talk to himself: "As far as I know, this Taoist 'acupoint tapping method' has been lost for a long time in the country. I didn't expect to see it on this small train today. My little brother, it seems that we are really destined to meet!"
The middle-aged man's words reminded me of Fan Wei's words, "It's fate!"
But I became wary of this middle-aged man.
I said nothing and didn't respond.
The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. He clasped his fists to me and said, "Don't worry, little brother. I don't mean anything else. My name is Liu Deshui, and I'm also a ghost-catching Taoist priest. I went out to do something and was just on my way back. I didn't expect to meet you on the train..."
After he introduced himself, I clasped my fists and said, "My name is Yang Tianyi, and I am indeed a Taoist priest who catches ghosts."
I just gave a brief introduction and I won’t say any more.
But what I can be sure of is that there is no deathly aura about this middle-aged man, which means he is an upright Taoist ghost catcher.
Since he is an upright Taoist priest who catches ghosts, he cannot be an evil person. This puts me at ease for the time being.
The middle-aged man was still talking to me, and asked, "Where are you going, little brother?"
I said, "Let's go to Xichuan."
Unexpectedly, when I told him I was going to Xichuan, the middle-aged man grinned and said, "Hey, little brother, you see our fate has come again. I'm going to Xichuan too. My home is in Xichuan."
I heard that his home is in Xichuan, which surprised me.
But on second thought, I thought, maybe I could learn something about the Taoist ghost-catching business in Xichuan from Liu Deshui.
So I smiled politely and said, "It is indeed fate."
After that, Liu Deshui and I started chatting about everything.
What he was more concerned about was where I learned the acupoint tapping method.
What I am more concerned about is whether he knows the whereabouts of Jiang Jiuzhen.
I didn't tell him that I learned the acupoint tapping method from the Yin-Yang Soul Crossing Notes. I just told him that I learned it from my master.
"Little brother, I wonder who your master is?" Liu Deshui asked politely.
I directly said Jiang Jiuzhen's name.
"Jiang Jiuzhen? ... I have been in the Taoist profession in Xichuan for so many years, but I have never heard of this name. However, since your master knows the acupoint tapping method, he must be an expert. I see that you have enough good karma and are very advanced in Taoism, so I think your master must be a powerful person as well."
I smiled and nodded and said, "Master Liu, that's very kind!"
I thought to myself, since Liu Deshui didn’t know “Jiang Jiuzhen”, then he knew nothing about Jiang Jiuzhen.
Liu Deshui stroked his mustache and smiled.
After that, I asked Liu Deshui about the Taoist business in Xichuan City and asked him if any powerful ghosts had appeared in Xichuan City or any major events had happened.
Liu Deshui actually said a few things, but none of them had anything to do with Jiang Jiuzhen.
At the end of the conversation, Liu Deshui understood what I meant. He smiled and said, "Young Brother Yang, you should be looking for your master Jiang Jiuzhen. Although I don't know where Jiang Jiuzhen is, if he has been to Xichuan City, there is a place he must have been to."
This statement strikes me as unbelievable.
I asked, "Master Liu, what place are you referring to?"
(to be continued)
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