Volume 1 In 2007, Grandma gave me the Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 7 Cup of Rice Calling Soul
Mr. Ouyang walked into the bedroom and saw the sleeping Agen lying on his back. He frowned and turned around to ask Agen's father, "Why is the situation different from what you said? Didn't you sleep well?"
Agen's father was also surprised and said yes, why did he fall asleep? He came here two days ago and stayed all night without closing his eyes. It was so scary.
As he said this, he asked his wife, what happened?
Agen's mother said that Agen fell asleep as soon as Lu Zuo and the others arrived. The child was too tired and couldn't resist. Look how soundly he sleeps now.
Mr. Ouyang glanced at me and said nothing. Instead, he sat on the chair beside the bed. He pulled Agen's left hand out of the quilt and laid it flat. Then he took out a consultation paper from his bag.
A gray-white mat was placed under Agen's hand. He closed his eyes and placed his hand on Agen's hand using the method of taking pulse with three fingers, bit by bit, like a dragonfly touching water.
Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other. He said he was a fortune teller, but at first he used the traditional Chinese medicine method of "looking, smelling, asking, and feeling." His method looked decent and interesting. He took pulses.
After a minute, he rubbed his hands alternately to warm them, then placed them on the back of Agen's neck, pinched them gently, and carefully touched the bones. His movements were gentle and natural, which reminded me of the beauties performing Kung Fu tea in high-end tea gardens.
.
Same elegance, different feeling.
After doing this, he put the mat back into the bag, took out a towel from it, and carefully wiped his hands clean. He stood up, and Agen's father immediately came up to him and said, Mr. Ouyang, how is my son?
?Ouyang said with his fingers that Guizi's pulse was slow, weak, astringent, Yang Qi was weak, and unable to help the heart and blood. It seemed that he was frightened and suffered from a negative thing. Agen's father was anxious and asked what should be done?
Ouyang shook his head and said there was no rush. He pointed at me and Zamao Xiaodao and said he wanted to talk to these two kids. You go out first and I will ask you to come back in later. Agen's father looked stunned.
For a moment, there was no response, but he still seemed to respect Ouyang Zhijian and was obedient. He nodded, drove the two women in the room and Lao Wan out of the door, and closed the door.
After clearing the place, Ouyang Zhijian greeted us formally and said, I just thought that the two of you were swindlers wandering the streets, but I didn't expect that you are really capable people. This little Taoist priest, you really are Tao Jinhong.
Tao Zhenren’s student?
Zamao Xiaodao is just an abandoned disciple who was kicked out of the wall. However, his psychological quality is excellent.
He was practicing in the valley behind Mount Rongmao. Mr. Ouyang nodded and said, does the Taoist priest recognize Chen Zhicheng?
Zamao Xiaodao frowned, opened his eyes, looked at the old man, and then said in a low voice, "I recognize him, he is Zindao's senior brother."
Old Mr. Ouyang clapped his hands and laughed, saying that indeed, there are many people who recognize the "Two Cities of Black Hands" and know that Chen Zhicheng is the top disciple of Zhenren Tao, which is really rare. The little Taoist priest is really a disciple of Zhenren Tao, alas,
I almost missed it, I almost missed it!
He invited us to sit by the bed, and then introduced himself, saying that he had some things passed down from his family in his early years, which could be regarded as a sect of Taoist medicine and five arts. However, the family inheritance was relatively superficial and could not get the essence.
Among the barefoot doctors, Mr. Zhang Yansheng, later the most outstanding representative of Qi Yi in modern times and the vice president of China Zhouyi Research Association, founded the "Yi Jing Correspondence Class" in 1988. He is one of them and has been studying with the teacher.
After three years, he finally touched the edge of the threshold of the prime minister's door and stepped through the door. Then his husband returned to the imperial capital to serve the imperial family, and he returned to his hometown.
After saying this, he asked again, it was already three years ago that he met the senior brother from Zamao Xiaodao. I wonder how he is doing recently?
The Zamao Trail said it was okay, but it was busy and I didn’t know what I was busy with. I just ran here and there all day long. Mr. Ouyang smiled while stroking his beard and said that others said that people in the State Administration of Religious Affairs are very busy.
, no one thought that there are people like them, running around outside all day long. But it’s evil. I don’t know why, in recent years, especially in the past two years, all kinds of strange things have happened.
There are more people here each year than in the past four or five years, and I don’t know why. What do you think of this matter?
Zamao Xiaodao laughed, showing some timidity, and shook his head, not daring to say anything for fear of spilling the beans.
Mr. Ouyang pointed to the sleeping Agen on the bed and said that he had just felt his pulse and felt his bones. This young man's sleep seemed to be man-made, which was really strange. Could it be the fault of the Taoist priest? Zamao Xiaodao laughed and said
No, he was not involved in this matter, it was this guy who did it. He pointed at me and laughed, while Ouyang’s beard curled up between his fingers, saying that this method was unheard of, what kind of method was it?
I said that this boy is not talented, he comes from the Miao border area, and my family is part of the Miao family in Thirty-Six Cave.
Old Mr. Ouyang suddenly realized it and said, oh, it turns out to be a Miao family Gu Master, it looks like it, it does look like it. There are fewer and fewer people who understand this thing now, and they use it to save people. This is the first time I have heard this in my long life.
, Yes, yes. I was polite to him quickly and asked Mr. Ouyang if A Gen was like this. He also shook his head when he heard this and said that this young man was scared out of his mind and needed to shout. He couldn’t even shout back.
, I really don’t know.
His judgment was exactly the same as ours, and there was no difference. We all nodded.
Now is not the time to talk about friendship. Mr. Ouyang opened the door and let a few people in. He took out candles, sandalwood, ghost paper, a strange pair of black scissors and a handful of rice grains in a red bag from the cloth bag.
, I looked carefully, it was glutinous rice. This old man looked old, but he was very nimble. He lit a stick of incense around the bed, under the edge of the bed and at the door, because there was no place to insert it. Agen's sister
Take out a large white radish from the refrigerator, cut it into sections, and place it in the position indicated by Mr. Ouyang without moving even an inch.
These were all directions he had calculated.
When the incense was burned, Lao Wan also helped to burn the paper. Mr. Ouyang took A Gen's clothes and put them on the burning candle flame, swinging them up and down, and then asked A Gen's mother to hold the big and heavy black scissors.
, constantly slapping the ground, making a crackling sound. After the clothes were smoked, he handed them to Agen's father, then grabbed a handful of glutinous rice taken out of the red bag and scattered the broken rice grains around the bed.
While spreading, he shouted: "Eastern rice grain, western rice grain, southern rice grain, northern rice grain, four and five square meters of rice grain. On the second day of June in the Year of the Rat, Chen Donggen's soul is coming back! Please come to the Nine Heavens Xuannv to take over the soul."
Sir, let Chen Donggen return with courage!"
After he finished reciting one sentence, he asked Agen's father to read it again himself. Agen's father stuttered when he read it, but at least he made do with it.
Zamao Xiaodao whispered to the side, saying that this is a method of summoning spirits in the south. It was first seen in the Five Pecks of Rice Sect in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Rice grains are used to open the way and allow the soul to return to the body. The spiritual world and the real world are not in the same dimension.
, if the soul is in the spirit world, there is no need to worry about the distance at all, it can be retrieved directly and returned to the body. And if the soul is stuck, detained, or trapped somewhere, screaming at the throat will not work.
But I don’t know whether it works or not, so Zamao Xiaodao and I watched it and tried it before we say anything.
Mr. Ouyang's speech is very distinctive. He speaks Southern dialect, which is the vernacular. It sounds like singing, but there is no tone. When the cadence is ups and downs, it is better than singing. While singing, he is also spreading his voice around.
The technique of rice grains is very special. It seems to contain some indescribable trajectories. When people take a look at it, they will feel shocked in their hearts.
I closed my eyes, used my heart, and used all the pores in my body to feel the changes in the "qi" field. In this colorless, odorless and invisible dark space, I could feel a rotating airflow, centered on Mr. Ouyang.
Using Agen's parents and Agen's body as a medium, some messages were conveyed to some indescribable places. The meaning of these messages was very little, and I could understand only two words.
Come back! Come back! Come back!
The soul is back...
This old gentleman is indeed a powerful and upright man.
I suddenly felt like a frog in a well. Fortunately, I had mistakenly thought that this wise old man was a liar who traveled around the world. There are experts in the industry and among the people. There must be many liars in this world, but there are also some.
There are people with real materials. Otherwise, if there is no effective one, this huge group will definitely collapse without any credibility.
Of course, from another perspective, such people are hard to find, they are too rare, and they are usually hidden in the world and not in the world (someone once asked me whether fortune telling and talismans on Taobao are useful?
If I don’t answer, I will make mistakes if I say too much. Let me mention one thing. How likely is it for a wise person to go to Taobao? What do you think? Everything depends on your own mind. If you want peace of mind, that’s fine.)
But obviously, Mr. Ouyang is just like that.
It's a pity that after the paper was burned and the incense stick was halfway burned, there was no reaction at all. Mr. Ouyang also noticed that something was wrong, stopped chanting, stopped Agen's mother who was tapping the floor with scissors, and waved
He waved his hands to signal everyone to be quiet. He took a deep breath, then exhaled the dirty air, paused, and said that the soul of the child Agen could not be called back and was not "there".
Mr. Ouyang, however, turned his attention to me and Zamao Xiaodao and said that Maoshan students are famous for their ability to draw talismans and recite incantations to exorcise ghosts and demons. This thing seems to be your business scope? He said interestingly,
Zamao Xiaodao also laughed and said that indeed, this is indeed our business project, so Lu Zuo pulled me over.
The three of us got together and discussed it. Mr. Ouyang also agreed with our judgment and said that we were right and we should go explore the square.
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our biggest motivation}