Chapter 19 Performing stunts, burning the sun and asking the gods for traces
The news brought back by Mr. Wan San made our victory mood suddenly drop to freezing point.
At three o'clock in the morning, in that misty night, we had a discussion, but we didn't have any good ideas. We stayed beside the bonfire, and fatigue was like a tide, slowly creeping into my mind. I was a little sleepy, but I didn't
I participated in the discussion again, and after drinking the concoction that was so bitter that I felt like vomiting, I fell into a drowsy sleep. When I woke up the next day, I found that the outside of the cave entrance was completely white, with a visual distance of less than ten meters.
chaos.
Zamao Xiaodao sat at the entrance of the cave, polishing his blood tiger red jade sword all night long.
I asked him why he was looking into the distance. He said he was waiting for the tiger cat to come and rescue him.
Only then did I remember that the fat hen had never shown up since she said she was looking for Wan Chaoan at noon yesterday.
Everyone woke up one after another, looking at the foggy weather outside, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Li Tangcheng and others were packing their luggage, and then tried to use the radio to contact their companions outside. I asked Li Tangcheng what he was doing.
He answered me that they were leaving, leaving this ditch, meeting up with their companions, going back to their hometown, farming the land, doing some small business, and no longer doing this kind of business.
I pointed to the scene outside and asked, "Can you go out?" Xiaojun interrupted and said, "No problem. He has a very good memory and won't go wrong."
I'm a little surprised. Yesterday we were discussing the maze, and the three of them heard it. How could they decide to leave alone after one night?
Zamao Xiaodao asked why they didn't come with us. Li Tangcheng asked, "Are you going to leave the valley now? If so, let's go together. If we want to find someone, forget it. This place is too evil. We are all ordinary people, so we don't dare to go anymore."
Just having fun here.
We all looked at Mr. Wan San. The old man’s white beard and hair were still covered with morning dew. He was silent for a while and said: "Chaoan’s father is my apprentice. I led him to Taoism. Now he is outside helping the country."
Naturally, I will help take care of his house. I must help him find his son. Otherwise, how can I, an old man, have the face to face him? If you want to leave, go yourself.
I won’t stay.”
He spoke categorically, and as I listened, I was infected by the strong master-disciple feeling in his words. I have known Mr. Wan San for so long, and he doesn’t talk much, and he doesn’t chat much with me, but he has a lot to say.
It can be seen that he is a person who attaches great importance to friendship.
Therefore, Mr. Wan San is very respected.
Neither of us spoke, but Li Tangcheng smiled lightly and said that it was indeed the case.
He didn't say anything else, but this playful attitude made us feel a little unhappy, as if we wanted to tie them to our chariot without thinking about who saved them yesterday. Mr. Wan San didn't
He spoke, quietly knotting ropes and weaving red threads with his hands, obviously acquiescing to their departure. Li Tangcheng told Zamao Xiaodao and me that the three companions in the body bags should be put aside here for the time being.
Someone will come back to carry it away today or tomorrow. Please ask us to help take care of it. Likewise, if you have any messages or supplies that you need to bring, just ask.
Wan Yong asked them to go to the village to report that they were safe, but nothing else happened.
Li Tangcheng nodded and said yes, holding his fists and saying, everyone, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. Thank you for taking care of me. Our brother is injured and needs treatment, so we will leave first. I wish you all can find your family as soon as possible. If there is no accident, we will, in the afternoon,
Or see you tomorrow.
After saying this, Li Tangcheng and Xiaojun supported Yang Jin and slowly walked out of the cave entrance and walked to the foot of the slope.
Yesterday morning, Yang Jin was bitten off a large piece of meat from his thigh. Although the golden silkworm Gu miraculously stopped the bleeding, and later Zamao Xiaodao and Wan Sanye gave him treatment, there was not much improvement, and he was still walking.
They were limping and could only manage with the help of crutches. Seeing the silhouettes of the three people gradually disappearing in the mist, Wan Yong was slightly worried and said that they might not be able to get out of the Heizhugou. Should we call them?
Live them?
Zhao Zhonghua shook his head and said that the inexplicable care in this world seems to others to have ulterior motives, especially in a highly stressful profession like theirs. It is easy to meet by chance, but it will be difficult for the three of them to make further progress.
Everyone has guns on them. If they are not allowed to leave, it will be a bad thing if there is a conflict. Let them leave it to them.
I didn't say anything, still thinking about why Li Tangcheng was so anxious to leave.
Seeing my puzzled expression, Zamao Xiaodao said, "You take it too much for granted, right? How many normal people would not be panicked after seeing the scene where the underworld soldiers were rampant yesterday? In the eyes of Li Tangcheng and others, this place is only an hour away from Mizoguchi."
The journey is in broad daylight and we can turn back and leave at any time. Besides, we have no friendship, so why should they believe our words?
I nodded and said yes. Li Tangcheng and the others felt that they could leave, so there was no reason to stay with us. Stopping them at this time would seem like we had ulterior motives. Only when they got lost and came back would we be convinced.
But, in this foggy and confusing situation, how are we going to find that damn boy Wan Chaoan?
After Zhao Zhonghua asked this question, Mr. Wan Sanye's mouth twitched and he smiled casually, saying that there were no clues originally, but since Lu Zuo helped us find these underwear, everything would be easier. Zhao Zhonghua's brows jumped.
, Master, what do you mean, could it be... Mr. Wan San nodded and said yes, I can't let everyone accompany the old man and spend time in this weird Heizhugou alone, so I will
Want to try "Burning Yang Asking God".
Zhao Zhonghua has always respected Master Wan San and obeyed his advice. However, this time he rarely objected. He shook his head and said no. This thing is too dangerous. If you are not careful, you, old man, will... If you can't do it, let me do it?
Mr. Wan Sanye waved his hand and firmly said let him come.
The two argued for a while, and the old man used his status as an elder to suppress Zhao Zhonghua, saying that if he kept nagging, he would never say that he was his apprentice in the future. This sentence was very serious, and Zhao Zhonghua's face changed in that moment.
His face was so red that he was almost bleeding. Finally, he let out a long sigh, clasped his hands together, and said that he was willing to protect his teacher. Wan Sanye then touched his beard and smiled.
Then the two of them started to prepare the method. I couldn't understand it, so I asked Zamao Xiaodao if he knew about it.
He lowered his voice and said that when he was young, he heard the old man at home say that the Taoist sect Lingbao Tao once had this Taoist technique. Its main purpose was to invite the legendary mountain gods and earthly gods such as the Earthly God to make a certain contract.
Use objects as a guide to ask questions about what happened. Bao Qingtian, the famous Bao Zheng during the Renzong period of Song Dynasty, was good at this technique. It is said that he had a magic weapon called "Yin Yang Pillow", which he often used to communicate with the gods of the land and investigate cases.
, extremely powerful.
However, although this technique is powerful, it has a drawback - every human being has Yang and longevity during his lifetime. Buddhism talks about cause and effect, and Taoism talks about the source of blessing. In short, this Yang Qi is a thing that is constantly being consumed, and it becomes less and less every day.
.However, the implementation of this technique requires the support of yang energy, which is the so-called burning yang. Moreover, if the Taoist power is insufficient and the will is not firm enough, it is likely to be infected by the spiritual consciousness of the land father-in-law and become an idiot, which is dangerous.
great.
As a result, the story spread less and less, and then I stopped hearing about it. I didn’t expect Wan Sanye to understand it.
Wan Sanye came to the depths of the cave, lit the incense candle, and sat down cross-legged next to the body bag. Green smoke curled up. He closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, hung the red cloth strip between his fingers, and began to meditate.
Zhao Zhonghua blasted us all out of the cave entrance and refused to let us see him, saying he was afraid that we would influence Mr. Wan San to enter the underworld to pray to the gods.
We waited on the slope below the entrance of the cave. I looked boredly at the hazy mist in the distance and walked along the animal path where the Yin soldiers walked last night. After walking for a while, a skull was kicked out from the grass. This skull
It was huge, not human, but like the skull of a cow or deer.
I squatted on the ground and studied the bones. After about twenty minutes, I saw Wan Sanye appear on the top of the slope. His face was pale, he glanced at us, then raised his legs and walked towards a path on the left, and the shopkeeper
followed closely behind.
I saw that although Wan Sanye looked bad, his eyes were clear and he was clearly not in trouble.
But he walked firmly and seemed to have the answer in his mind.
We also quickly entered the cave, packed our bags and followed. We walked along the edge of the mountain wall and passed through many dense forests. Mr. Wan Sanye walked through some jungles without roads. The mist was thick and the vision was unclear.
It was a wide area, but we were walking very fast. Suddenly, the mountain wall became empty, and when we turned around, there was a gap, like a crack in the stone. Wan Sanye suddenly stopped and approached slowly.
The edge of this stone gap is full of clinging vines and moss, and there is a large field of wild citrus trees next to it, with orange fruits hanging on them, trembling. Once here, there is more life in the forest, and there are many on the ground.
White and yellow flying, and occasionally the sound of "ouch" was heard, and there was a black shadow shaking in the distance.
It's the monkey from Heizhugou, jumping and running in the forest.
We moved forward slowly along the mountain wall, and found that ten meters ahead there was an indentation like the cave we had before. There were many soft branches in front of it, and a fishy smell wafted over. Not far from the entrance of the cave.
On the branch somewhere, there was actually half a fan of goat meat and other internal organs and intestines hanging; there was a small monkey about the size of a cat squatting on the top of the tree, looking around vigilantly, as if guarding these foods.
In order not to alarm others, Wan Sanye opened the green bamboo tube around his waist and invited out the fierce ghost he had raised.
As soon as the fierce ghost came out of the bamboo tube, he immediately moved along the vines on the mountain wall and touched it silently.
We squatted behind the grass together, looking at the entrance of the cave quietly, waiting for news of the fierce ghost. About twenty seconds later, a strange laughter suddenly came from inside, hahaha... like a night owl; then, there was
A tall and strong Xiaoyang with exposed breasts ran into our sight.