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The reason for Green Hair Lake's origin was because of the many plants that looked like green hair growing at the bottom. Although it was called a lake, the water on the shore wasn't very deep either.

When we arrived at the place, Fatty Wang refused to go into the water even if he was dead. I quickly took off my clothes and flopped into the lake.

To be honest, the water that had just been frozen was bone-chilling cold. I didn't think too much about it and only thought about whether I could touch two fish to make my mother some delicious food.

I groped in the water for half an hour, but there was still no fish. My hands and feet were frozen stiff, and I lost my patience in an instant.

As the heat in his head subsided, he recalled the terror of his father and felt a little guilty about walking to the shore.

However, when I turned my head back, I suddenly felt a slippery feeling coming from my ankle. Delighted, I grabbed downwards.

But instead it was a long thread, and I thought at first it was a green plant at the bottom of the lake, something I had pulled out before and hadn't thought much about.

However, the instant I opened my palm, my heart suddenly shrank.

It wasn't any green hair in my hand. The strands that were lying in my palm were actually human hair!

I knew, even at a young age, that there could be no human hair at the bottom of the lake.

"Fatty Wang!" "Fatty Wang!"

I panicked and called out towards the lake shore, dragging the water with me. However, Fatty Wang, who was already on the shore, was nowhere to be seen. There was a strange silence all around.

"Qin Guang …" At that moment, a voice came from behind me.

At that moment, I felt a chill in my heart. I didn't dare to look back and just kept running towards the shore.

"Qin Guang …"

The voice called me again, and this time I heard it clearly. It was Fatty Wang's voice.

When did Fatty Wang get wet? Why is he right behind me?

Thinking of some old saying, I felt my hair stand on end. The water under my feet seemed to have become even colder.

I quickly ran towards the shore, and in the process fell down and hit my knee with a rock under the water.

When I was less than three meters from the shore, Fatty Wang's scream came from behind me. I turned my head subconsciously.

With this turn of my head, I was no longer able to move.

Fatty Wang was nowhere to be seen, the surface of the lake was still as wide and calm as before.

My ankle suddenly hurt, as if something had grabbed hold of me and pulled me back. In just a moment, the water had passed my head, and I continuously splashed with it. The fishy lake water entered my mouth and nose, causing me to feel extreme pain.

Knowing that I was being watched by the water monkey that the villagers told me about, I suddenly lost control of myself out of fear.

A warm feeling came from beneath his crotch, and soon after, his consciousness sank into darkness.

When I woke up again, I was already lying on the familiar bed. Next to me was my anxious parents, and beside them was Fatty Wang with a red slap mark on his face, as well as his father.

However, I was in a very bad state. My entire body was dizzy and my face was pale like a dead person. The barefoot doctor in the village shook his head and advised my parents to stop mourning, but in the end, he received a good beating from my father!

Aunt Liu, who found out about the situation, rushed over.

Upon seeing me, she sighed and said, "Sigh, you're really lucky. You've chosen this name after all."

When my dad heard this, he kneeled down and slapped himself, begging Aunt Liu to save me.

Aunt Liu quickly helped my dad up, sighed and said, "This child was called by the dirty things, she turned around and extinguished the lantern. I couldn't do anything about it even if I wanted to, so maybe I can only ask that person."

The person she was referring to was an important person who would affect me for the rest of my life.

It was two days after that man arrived at my house, and when he came in, my father did not recognize him.

Aunt Liu said she invited a Taoist, but the person who came was wearing a white singlet and an old undershirt. His hands were thick with calluses, making him look more like a farmer.

My father looked at the man in front of him who was in his thirties and asked uncertainly, "You … is it Taoist Hong? "

Hearing this, Aunt Liu immediately went up to my father and scolded him: "Fengyu, how can you speak like that? Taoist Hong is truly capable, only he can save your child now."

When my father heard this, he hurriedly nodded in apology.

However, Daoist Hong smiled and said, "No need to be so courteous, I'm just a Taoist monk, so I don't need to be too particular. Now, just look at your kid."

My father led him to my bedside. When he first met me, Taoist Hong seemed to have changed into a different person. His whole body was exuding a kind of aura, and even my father felt a little scared when he looked at him.

Daoist Hong frowned and said, "If we were one day late, there would be no saving him. It's good." "Liu Fang, what are you doing here?"

Aunt Liu nodded and went home to get her things.

Taking advantage of this period of time, Daoist Hong said to my father, "Your baby's fate is also good. When that thing broke his leg, he was probably scared out of his wits, but luckily this child managed to preserve his yang energy. Otherwise, this old man would not have been able to do anything about it."

Saying this, Aunt Liu had already brought the thing Taoist Hong wanted, a gray cloth bag.

Daoist Hong took out several paper talismans and a bag of silver needles.

I asked my father for another glass of water, but he didn't even bother to use it. He shook the charm and lit it, twirling it between his fingers and saying, "Vermillion fire flows through the air, and the essence of the smoke dissipates." He had a green tongue and teeth, and he was a mighty giant. "Urgent!

With that, the talisman paper was burned to ashes.

After he was done, Daoist Hong passed the water to my father.

"Feed this water to the baby."

My father was stunned and asked, "Dao leader, did you get it wrong? You didn't throw the talisman in the tea either."

Hearing my father's question, he laughed out loud and said, "This talisman has been written on the Heaven and Earth Book, and the cinnabar has been marked with the Three Purities Method. It doesn't need to be consumed by a child, and this talisman is not tea or rice.

My father was still puzzled. This half-scientific and half-mystical explanation sounded like it, so he fed me some water.

However, just as the rune water entered my mouth, I screamed out. My originally cold and stiff body abruptly bounced up, as though I was about to knock over the water.

Right at this moment, Taoist Hong flipped and fell on top of me, his strength almost causing my bed to collapse.

He used the silver needle in his hand to pierce my acupoint at an extremely fast speed and shouted, "Seven Apertures Seal, Three Souls Binding, Soul-Slaying Slash!"

After saying that, I collapsed onto the bed like a deflated child. However, my expression was still ferocious.

However, things did not end like this.

Daoist Hong got off the bed and kowtowed, kowtowed to the heavens, kowtowed to the earth, and kowtowed three times. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fished out a brush from his Cosmic Bag.

"Dan Tian Jun of the south, Flowing Gold Fire Bell. Half a day of dominating the five mountains, overturning the seas and shaking the universe! "Urgent!"

With a loud shout, the paper talisman strikes my forehead and burns.

"Ah!

A series of miserable and sharp cries came from my throat, "Smelly Taoist, you don't even have a memorial tablet yet you dare to take it!"

"I cultivate the Dao. Exorcism is my duty. Even if I don't have the Three Purities Sect's ancestral tablets, I still have the righteousness of my body. That's enough." After the Daoist said this, a talisman landed on my head, and I completely quietened down.

His face gradually turned red and his breathing stabilized.

My father looked at everything in front of him and stood up. He went close to Daoist Hong and carefully asked, "Leader, my son... Are you alright? "

Daoist Hong exhaled a breath of foul air. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Everything is fine for now, but this child's life …"