Meihui understood and suddenly snatched the stack of yellow paper from him. I opened it and almost laughed. It turned out that this old man couldn't remember the righteousness song. He was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he forgot, so he copied this righteousness song by Wen Tianxiang of the Southern Song Dynasty.

It was written on it verbatim, and the righteous words just now were clearly what he read from above.

"Song of Righteousness" is a poem written by Wen Tianxiang, the right prime minister of the last Southern Song Dynasty. It was composed in the prison of Dadu in the Yuan Dynasty. The poem is impassioned and fully expresses Wen Tianxiang's unyielding patriotic sentiment. The opening point of the poem "Water, Earth, Sun,

"Fire, rice, people, filth" are seven qi, and Wen Tianxiang said that "one righteousness should be used to fight against the seven qi". The song said: "The day of the philosopher is far away, and the punishment is in the long past. The books are read on the eaves of the wind, and the ancient roads are illuminated.

"Color" is an eternal masterpiece.

"You evil beast, I want to let you go, but you don't know how to repent, and you actually use evil methods to harm people here. Let's see if I don't slap your fairy tendon today."

Perhaps frightened by the righteous song just now, the child was already frightened and shivering. When he saw Wang Laodao, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, letting him be dealt with as he pleased.

"Old man, what kind of spirit is this?" Meihui couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

Wang Laodao said that although there are no large raptors in the Wudang Mountains, raccoons and civets are common. They have never had natural enemies, and even the hunters of the cave ghost tribe have difficulty catching them at night. They drink the holy water of the Qingshui Spring all year round.

The earth's energy is abundant and it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, so there are many people who have become spirits and do mischief in this mountain.

I asked him why this little thing was missing one eye, and he told me that the eyes of a raccoon boy have always been connected with yin and yang. Their Wanyan clan has a method of using some practiced raccoon eyes to trap evil spirits. Therefore, there are always some practicing people in the mountains.

If a raccoon is caught by him, it will lose one eye.

"It's so inhumane!" Meihui said.

Wang Laodao said with a smile: "Haha...humanity? Are you talking about humanity to these beasts? Do you girl know what would happen if you walked into this paper house just now? A woman's kindness!"

When we both looked back, we saw that there was really only one little raccoon lying there in the paper house, looking at us with tears in his eyes. His eyes were clearly begging us to let it go. Wang Laodao took a look from his sleeve

Pulling out a small dagger, the small dagger flashed with a biting cold light and went straight towards the raccoon. The little thing did not dodge and trembled, allowing Wang Laodao to lift it up from the ground.

Seeing that he really wanted to pick out the muscles and bones of that raccoon dog, I couldn't bear it in my heart. I don't know how long this little guy had to practice in the mountains before he could transform into a human form. If he lost a hundred years of Taoism because of a moment of greed, it wouldn't be worth it.

He immediately stopped him. "Forget it, forget it, we are lucky today. Didn't we meet an expert to save us? Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, let alone this beast? Give it a chance."

The old Taoist's cloudy eyes stared at me sideways. "Wushuang, this is Wudang Mountain, okay, then give me a reason! Give me a reason to let it go!"

I rolled my eyes and whispered a few words in his ear. Wang Laodao's eyes brightened, he grabbed my collar and asked, "Are you serious about this?"

Then he put his left hand around me, and his right hand around Meihui's shoulders, ignored the little raccoon boy, turned around, and walked back up the mountain. His temperament changed as quickly as that of a naughty child.

In fact, I didn't say anything to him, I just told him that Taoist Qingshui's Eight Diagrams Mirror for Conquering Demons is in my hand, but Taoist Qingshui's last words are for those who are lucky enough to get this treasure in the future. As for whether I am willing to return it to Zhao in its entirety.
Chapter completed!