It was a little late when we returned to the community, and Yu Xiaoxue was still watching TV waiting for us to come back.
I turned on the yard light, moved a bunch of pottery tools to the open space, put on gloves, and started diluting and sifting the clay.
Yu Xiaoxue and Zhao Qian both gathered around me and became curious babies to see what I was doing there.
I will make a teapot. This is the answer I gave them. If I asked them to make an urn, they would probably run away.
The soul urn for raising ghosts does not need to be too big, it can be an oblate object about the size of a palm, and it can be made into the shape of a warm kettle. However, the key point is that the pattern drawn must be accurate, and it must have runes.
Without the talisman, the soul jar has no effect and cannot attract ghosts and gods.
It had been an hour since I had picked and selected the clay, and Yu Xiaoxue felt bored just looking at it. Only Zhao Qian knew that I risked my life to get these things, and it would definitely not be as simple as making a teapot.
I turned on the pottery wheel, put on plastic gloves, and started making prototypes. However, I failed to control the speed of the turbine. As soon as I applied force with my hand, the prototype collapsed into blocks.
This mud has a bit of a stinky smell. Is it the mud from the fish pond? Yu Xiaoxue pinched her nose and asked me.
Hehe. I didn't say anything and continued to play with the pottery making methods shown on TV. I was going to tell her that it contained blood or pieces of flesh from corpses, which would probably scare her into unconsciousness.
Zhao Qian knows the origin of my yin soil. The smell of salted fish wafts from the place where I got the soil. She didn't know it when she went there, which is understandable. If she doesn't understand now, she would be really stupid. It must be buried there.
dead body.
I continued to make round pots, but unfortunately, I failed to shape them three or four times in a row. I even started to lower my requirements. As long as I could make a shape, it was fine.
The strange result is that they can't even control their shape.
My hands were so cold that they were trembling. The Yin Earth contained resentment and was trembling as if it was self-aware. This was the reason for my failure.
Brother Tian, why don't you let me do it? My hands are more skillful. As Yu Xiaoxue said this, she came close to me and stared at the scarlet and smelly soil.
Then while I was still tinkering, I reached into my bucket of clay!
Don't touch! I shouted immediately and wanted to hold her, but it was too late. Yu Xiaoxue had already reached into the soil, and her skin immediately turned white.
It was so fun! Yu Xiaoxue started squeezing it happily, which made me panic.
She took the clay, pushed me aside, and took my engine position to play with it.
You have to be obedient and turn me into a teapot! As Yu Xiaoxue said this, she used her soft onion fingers to make various poses. In just a few moments, the pot that I couldn't hold out just now became a teapot in her hand.
It formed automatically as if it were alive!
When I slapped my forehead, it seemed that I definitely had no talent for pottery!
Xue, don't you feel cold? I don't think there's anything wrong with Yu Xiaoxue touching the clay, and she even enjoyed it. I'm very curious, after all, I felt it was wrong even though I was wearing gloves.
No, it's just cool, it's quite fun. As Yu Xiaoxue said, he took some clay and wood bran and applied them on while making. This was to prevent the finished product from cracking during baking, which showed that he was very skilled in the method.
Have you ever played with this thing? I asked. It seems that I can't touch these things because I have too much Yin Qi, but Yu Xiaoxue and Zhao Qian have no problem.
I have played with it before. The teacher taught me some lessons and we played with others. Then when the adults built the house and baked the bricks, we put them in. But it’s not as convenient as this. Yu Xiaoxue said.
Oh, that’s it. I understood. It seems that people do have areas where they are good at and things they are not good at.
Grandma's Yin Qi is actually quite strong, otherwise she would not be able to inherit the tradition of raising ghosts, so if she wants to make clay pots, she will probably have to ask someone to do it for her.
Okay, just make a few more for me like you just did, and remember to put the lids on too. I was thinking of doing everything myself, but I was so stupid. Since Yu Xiaoxue Bingxue is smart, let her do it.
I still have to bake and dry them, and then carve something on them. After plugging in the electric stove, I put the two finished clay pots in and turned on the low temperature to dry them.
Taking advantage of the baking time, I picked up the prepared white plaster dolls sold on the street and tried to carve some more advanced runes on them.
As a result, several complex runes were carved, and they were all crooked, often slipping or directly punctured. Even if I was lucky enough to finish one, when I picked it up, it looked like a dog biting me. Is this possible?
My heart suddenly felt like a splash of cold water. Is it different from drawing a talisman? How clumsy my hands are!
I was so crazy that I almost smashed these rags, but Zhao Qian took one of the plaster statues in her hand, used the carving knife to hold several beautiful sword flowers on her hand, scrawled a few gorgeous strokes, and copied it directly
A charm I drew with sweat all over my head!
Suddenly, I burst into tears: Do you think my hands are so clumsy?
After a few brush strokes, Zhao Qian completed another rune, and placed the plaster figure in front of me: Is it okay for Qian to draw like this?
Well, it's not bad. It's quite disciplined. Although it lacks my agility, but since Xiaoxue has taken over the pottery making job, I can't treat you favorably, right? I'll leave the drawing of the charms to you, by the way.
I have to pass on a few talisman spells to you. You must memorize them, burn incense and paper while carving them, and recite them. I nodded, pretending to be very mature and praised the little girl.
Oh. Zhao Qian lowered her head and smiled softly, looking at me with a very pretty expression.
My face didn't turn red and my heart didn't beat, so I took out my grandma's book, pointed out a few spells in it, and then showed her where to draw it, and taught her the spell of the talisman.
Zhao Qian recorded it carefully and began to practice with plaster figures. What chilled me was that she only spent ten minutes to draw quite well.
If it were just one or two spells, it would be okay, but if a bunch of spells are tied together, you will know how involved and difficult they are. Although I have practiced before, it is definitely not as easy as her painting. It seems that I am definitely good at sculpting.
Not as good as hers.
I don’t know what her level of making talismans is. I’ll give her some high-level talismans to try later. Maybe she can make them like this too?
In the so-called land of wealthy couples, partners are a very important part. If they are interested, I would like to train both of them to become masters. In this way, I gave up the idea of making it myself and turned to the co-ordinator behind the scenes.
Supporters, and in terms of their hands-on ability, they can beat me to death.
The complete soul jar soon appeared in their hands, and the quality was even better than the one made by grandma. With the runes I selected to support Xijun, there must be no problem.
Although according to the records in grandma's book, this kind of runes and production methods are considered to be at the bottom level, and they are all filled with slightly powerful ghosts, but I am very satisfied with this quality. If the conditions are sufficient in the future, maybe ghost king level souls
They can make an urn, but of course, it's impossible now.
When the sixth soul urn was made, the clay had been completely used up, and the six prototypes were all exactly the same. I held them in the electric furnace like treasures.
After turning on the switch, setting the temperature and power-off time, I breathed a sigh of relief. If I'm lucky, I might be able to succeed one or two by tomorrow morning. After all, the success rate of a soul urn with a charm is not too high, and it involves a lot of trouble.
There are so many things that arrived.
I looked at my phone and saw that at half past twelve, I was going to take Zhao Qian to drive to Zhaojiazhuangzi.
The time is almost up. Get ready and use all the belongings you can use. We are going to Zhuangzi now. Tonight is the last night of the wake, and we will send the old man up the mountain tomorrow. I felt my eyebrows twitching involuntarily.
There must be something wrong on the last night, otherwise Zhao Qian's second uncle won't give up because he hasn't gotten what he wants yet.
Well, I understand. Zhao Qian looked a little sad and looked at me not knowing what to do.
Zhao Qian, don't worry, if those two old men behave tonight, your brother Tian will let them dance around for two more days. If they dare to take action tonight, I will kill them immediately! I think of Zhao Qian almost last night
He died in the hospital, and I gritted my teeth.
Wow, Brother Tian, you are so fierce! Yu Xiaoxue grabbed my hand and looked at me with shining eyes.
Humph, that goes without saying. I raised my hands and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
Brother Tian, thank you. Zhao Qian’s face turned red immediately, and she looked at me with a very touched expression. She felt that this is what men should be like, so the sadness just now disappeared.
I felt that I was done pretending, so I quickly climbed into the car and told Yu Xiaoxue to sleep well at home and not to sleep on the sofa tonight under any circumstances. If I was scared, I would call Han Shanshan and ask her to come over and sleep with her.
The feng shui of Zhao Qian's house is quite good. There is a fixed star compass in the safe, so ordinary evil spirits don't dare to approach it.
After all, I also have my own considerations. When it comes to measuring terrain and frightening ghosts, although it has advantages, if you want to fight with real swords and guns, you still have to use someone like Xijun. This thing is not used to drive away ghosts.
This time Zhao Qian brought her money sword, peach wood sword, and bells, a whole suitcase full of things. Although she was not the one to do it, this time she would definitely not sit still and wait for death like last night.
After the car started, Zhao Qian got into the passenger seat.
I see that Beauty Zhao has stabilized her mood and is in a much better mood. I feel that even if she encounters any difficulties tonight, she will be able to solve them step by step.
But as soon as the car drove out of the gate, Zhao Qian's phone rang, and she frowned slightly: It belonged to her father.
I took it and took a look, probably asking when you will arrive at Zhuangzi. I saw that she was worried, so I comforted her.
Dad, it’s me. Zhao Qian nodded.
But then, Zhao Qian fell silent. After a while, her face gradually turned pale.
When something happened, I knew it by looking at Zhao Qian's expression, and Zhao Xi wouldn't call his daughter if nothing happened, but once she did, it would undoubtedly be a big deal, and maybe it would be unacceptable to ordinary people.
This chapter has been completed!