Xinzhi Strange Play Pen

[Imitate classical storybook] [Half text and half white] [Interspersed with poetry and rhymes] This book records one event at a time, each chapter is independent and not connected. There is that ghost who refuses to let go and occupies the house in the world of heaven; There was that person who, with a single thought, caused my grandfather to freeze; What's more, the Taoist priest subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger, which was so majestic. When he came out of the Taoist temple, the real man saw that the demon was fierce and stubborn, and showed no fear. He sneered and said: "That hairy ball! You are a man with hair and horns. You became a spirit by luck. You don't think about cultivating to avoid disaster, but you dare to show off here?" "What does it have to do with you that this poor Taoist is cultivating in peace here? How dare you speak arrogant words and insult the Taoist sect! Today I will have a gambling battle with you to distinguish between evil and good, and determine the winner and loser!" The tiger monster was furious and did not answer. He swung his steel spear and stabbed the Taoist priest at the door. What a gun! Really: The cold light flashes and shocks the stars and the moon, and the evil spirit shakes the bullfighting. Take it directly from the throat to take away your life, and single-handedly challenge the Taoist priest to show his wisdom. Seeing the fierce attack of the gun, the real man gently lifted the silver-wired crocodile tail in his hand. The tail was originally a treasure of the Immortal family, but the divine light burst out wherever it was wielded, and the steel spear was actually kept aside. Guai was surprised and thought to himself: "This Taoist priest must have some skills!" Now the two started gambling and fighting in front of the mountain gate. One is to attain the complete truth of the Tao and have profound knowledge of the Tao; the other is to become a ferocious tiger with brute strength. The tiger monster's steel spear is like the wind, going up three, down four, five to the left and six to the right, all of which are deadly moves; the Taoist's whisk is like lightning, blocking the front and back, blocking the left and right, and is full of magical powers to protect himself. The gun comes and goes, the dust comes and goes, the gun greets you, and you can kill directly: Rolling dust and sand covered the sky, and wooden leaves fell on the hills. After thirty years of gambling and fighting, it is difficult for evil spirits to defeat people. The stories are all made up out of thin air and should not be taken as true. They are just used as gossip to relieve boredom and have fun.