"Zhenren Li, you and the young master haven't eaten yet, right? Are there any taboos in eating?"
After returning to the house and sitting down, Boss Miao asked Ye and Tian. During this period, there had been a lot of trouble at home, and he had no appetite. Now that he had found the root cause, Boss Miao felt a little hungry.
"People in the mountains can eat whatever they want..."
The old Taoist priest put on a calm and elegant image, but Ye Tian, who was beside him, clearly heard a "gurgling" sound coming from the old guy's stomach.
Although the two of them had eaten a lot in the morning, after walking for several hours, they were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs. If it wasn't for the need to protect their status as disciples of an expert, Ye Tian would have almost left the room alone.
Take the steamed buns in front of the black and white photo and eat them.
In rural areas, weddings and weddings are basically held at home. There was a funeral just yesterday, and there were ready-made meals at home. Not long after, Mr. Miao's wife prepared the meals and brought them to the table.
Perhaps he was afraid that Mr. Li would not do his best to help him eliminate the evil spirits in the house, so Mr. Miao hurriedly picked up a bowl of rice and went out to contact the construction team.
When they saw Boss Miao walking out of the room, the master and apprentice, who had been eating gracefully, even threw away their chopsticks. One of them grabbed a pig's trotter and started to chew on it. They swept away the table of delicious dishes like a wind and a cloud.
As a result, when Mr. Miao's wife came in to clean up, she looked at Ye Tian and his wife a little strangely.
"Master, no wonder you look down on those roadside vendors. Is it so easy to cheat people into eating and drinking?"
After eating and drinking, Ye Tian patted his belly happily. Although his father would catch some fish and shrimps for him to improve his life from time to time, he could not usually eat dishes like today's.
"You brat, how dare you go to Liangshan without San San San? The knowledge here is profound..."
The old Taoist glared at Ye Tian angrily, and then said: "Go back and recite the Sutra of Saving People several times to eliminate those evil spirits..."
"Can the Sutra of Saving People eliminate evil spirits? Isn't that place caused by being blocked by the mourning hall?"
After Ye Tian heard his master's words, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Could it be that these evil spirits were really transformed from the evil spirit of Miao's second brother?
The old Taoist priest shook his head and said: "Who told you that it was caused by the mourning hall? This is caused by people's resentment. Otherwise, there would always be sunlight shining there throughout the day, and it would have been washed away long ago..."
"Master, could it be that... there is really a ghost?"
Ye Tian is a bold thief. When he was seven or eight years old, he dared to go to the old cemetery in the village to catch crickets alone. After hearing these words, he did not feel scared, but became excited.
The old Taoist priest curled his lips when he heard this, and said with a look of disdain: "There is a ghost. I have walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and I have never seen a ghost..."
Li Shanyuan has lived for more than a hundred years and has a lot of knowledge. He once went to Tianshi Dao to steal art and learned the skill of catching ghosts. However, he has never encountered such an opportunity. He still wishes he could have a ghost.
appear in front of you.
"If there are no ghosts, how does resentment arise?" Ye Tian asked puzzledly. He really didn't know before that Teacher Qingqing was still a staunch atheist?
"You brat, luckily you are still a student receiving modern education. Let me gain some knowledge..."
After hearing Ye Tian's question, the old Taoist looked at him with contempt and said: "In scientific explanation, it can be called a magnetic field. The factors that generate it are related to people's brain waves. When many people are concentrated...
When you think about someone or something, you can change the strength of the local magnetic field.
If we use the principles of Buddhism and Taoism to explain it, it is the power of faith. Through the prayers of believers, similar magnetic fields can also be generated. Boy, do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, but...Teacher, are you sure you went to a private school before?"
To be honest, Ye Tianzhen was really shocked by the old Taoist's words. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he wouldn't have believed that these words came from the mouth of the old Taoist who had been "talking about it" all day long and forced him to learn ancient Chinese.
of.
"What's the matter? Do you look down on me, a former pretty scholar?"
The old Taoist priest glanced sideways at Ye Tian and said, "Your teacher, I once taught architecture at Peking University. Even that kid Liang Sicheng came to attend my class."
The veteran is really not bragging. He and Gu Hongming have been friends for many years. He was once invited by him to be a lecturer at Peking University for a period of time. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has learned both Chinese and Western knowledge.
It's just that Lao Dao wanted to go to the Peking University Library to find the original copy of "Tui Bei Tu". After the search failed, he resigned from his position at Peking University and wandered around the world like a wild crane.
"Architecture should have something to do with Feng Shui, right? But who is Liang Sicheng?"
Since Ye Tian believed that the old man was more than a hundred years old, he was also full of curiosity about the stories that happened to him. However, the old guy did not brag about his past as easily as before, and he only said a few words from time to time.
"Even if you are not stupid, Chinese and foreign architecture and Feng Shui are all inseparable from each other. As for Liang Sicheng, hey, why am I telling you this..."
The old man explained to Ye Tian a few words and became impatient. If he told Ye Tian that Liang Sicheng was Liang Qichao's son, he would probably ask who Liang Qichao was. In that case, he might not even know the story of the "Six Gentlemen of 1898".
I have to tell him.
"If you don't say it, don't say it. By the way, teacher, can reciting "The Sutra of Saving People" really eliminate evil spirits?"
Seeing that the teacher did not continue speaking, Ye Tian did not ask further questions, but he remembered the name Liang Sicheng in his heart.
"Of course, the effect of "The Sutra of Saving People" is no less than the "Diamond Sutra" of Buddhism. You can just follow the instructions for a while. Master, let me take a rest..."
It seemed as if he was remembering the past, and the old man's mood was a little low. In addition, no matter how good his health was, he was still a centenarian, so he leaned his head on the back of the chair and took a nap.
Upon seeing this, Ye Tian got up and walked out, closing the door gently. Although he sometimes became naughty and often shouted like an old guy, Ye Tian still cared and respected the old man very much in his heart.
"Hey, little master, where is Zhenren Li? The people who built the house have been found..." As soon as Ye Tian walked into the courtyard, Boss Miao opened the courtyard door excitedly.
Hearing Brother Miao's loud voice, Ye Tian quickly put his index finger to his mouth, hissed and said: "Master is a little tired and is resting. Brother Miao, please dismantle this mourning hall, and then I will chant sutras and be saved here."
After a while, this evil spirit can be broken..."
Boss Miao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked hesitantly: "Little Master, can you...?"
Nowadays, no matter what industry you are in, appearance is very important. Just like patients tend to seek out experienced doctors for medical treatment, and technicians hired by factories also specify level eight fitters. At Ye Tian’s young age, it is inevitable that Mr. Miao will be careless.
Have doubts.
"Brother Miao, the evil spirit in your yard was formed not long ago and can be easily removed without my master's intervention..."
Ye Tian suddenly remembered a zombie movie he watched in the town last year. He became excited for a while and worked hard to straighten his chest. He then said: "You prepare a square table, four animal sacrifices, and then take nine more
Here comes the white wooden pole..."
"Little master, it's easy to prepare sacrifices. What is this... what is this white wooden pole for?" Although Ye Tian's words were clear and logical, Boss Miao still didn't quite believe it and kept looking at the main room with the door closed.
Although Ye Tian was young, he was very savvy. He also saw that Boss Miao didn't believe in him very much, so he immediately said: "If you raise flags and white poles, you can naturally suppress evil spirits and bans, and get rid of the filth. Otherwise, wait for my master to rest."
Okay, let him come?"
"No, little master, I just listen to you and go find something..."
After hearing what Ye Tian said, Boss Miao stamped his feet. Anyway, they would have to repair the Taoist temple for them tomorrow. The Taoist priest would not be able to escape the Taoist temple if he ran away. If it failed, then Zhenren Li would still take action. He would not offend himself.
This clever little guy.
The sacrifices were ready-made, and white wooden poles were easy to find in the countryside. In a short time, Boss Miao placed everything Ye Tian needed in the dismantled mourning hall.
However, the gate of his courtyard was tightly closed by Boss Miao. In these days, if you promote feudal superstition, you might be arrested and sent to the police station.
And then again, if the neighbors knew that he had hired a teenage boy to perform rituals, wouldn’t he be laughed to death if the news spread?
Ye Tian originally had an out-of-the-box temper, and now he let him play. He became addicted to playing, and dismantled the nine white wooden poles in the evil place, and then sat at the table, feeling full of regrets in his heart. If this happens again
A mahogany sword would be more fun.
As for whether the "Book of Saving People" was effective, Ye Tian didn't care at all. Anyway, the mourning hall was removed, and the evil spirits in this place would naturally disappear within three to five days.
"The most learned people, if they recite the ten faults, the demons will be blinded, the ghosts will be extinguished, they will save the dying, and they will survive..."
After putting on enough airs, Ye Tian recited the "Book of Saviors" as if he were a virtuous little master. On the other hand, Mr. Miao, who was watching on the side, had some confidence in Ye Tiansheng.
"If people in the world recite this, they will live longer, and in the future they will be able to follow the path of dismemberment. Their souls will be temporarily extinguished, and they will be able to return to their original form without going through hell. Hmm? It's coming out again..."
Just when Ye Tian was halfway through reciting, his head felt slightly dizzy, and the palm-sized turtle shell suddenly appeared again.
Ye Tian was startled at first, then took a deep breath and kept chanting sutras in his mouth, but his attention was focused on the turtle shell, "It's really a compass, but... it's a little different from Master's...
"
After concentrating, Ye Tian finally saw clearly this time. The mysterious lines on the turtle shell were actually bird seal characters, but in the center where the magnetic needle should be, there was a Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.
