Judging from the meaning of the runes, although it is not particularly clear, it is asking Hu Zongren's ancestor to appear. The general meaning is to give him magic power, so that he can be upright and close to him, making his magic weapon infinitely powerful.
The most miraculous of Hu Zongren's magic weapons is the Bagua bag in front of me. I have studied his Bagua bag carefully. In fact, in appearance, it is not much different from an ordinary old sack for holding millet.
However, there are some runes on the outside of the bag, and the runes have faded over time. Hu Zongren also told me that this bag has never been washed. No wonder I opened it last time to look inside.
, I smell a smell that makes me very confused. I can't say it's smelly, but it's really unpleasant. It's like someone burning something in a room with the doors and windows closed, without starting an open flame, only smoking.
kind.
Hu Zongren told me that it is precisely that smell that makes us living people feel uncomfortable smelling it, but the ghosts who are included in it can feed on it and calm down. There are some small pockets on the inside of the Bagua bag, each of which
Each small bag has a different spell painted on it, each referring to a different realm. It's like collecting those ghosts, placing them in each small bag in order, and finally dissipating with relief.
Taoist methods are actually very similar to ours in fundamentals, but people like Hu Zongren who are good at magic are not very common. Most Taoist priests are good at spells. I think this may have something to do with Hu Zongren's character and physique.
Relationship, if he does not become a Taoist priest, but becomes a gangster, or a thug for others, not only the good people will be afraid of him, but even the bad people will be afraid of him. People will be afraid of him, let alone a ghost?
After Hu Zongren finished writing, he closed his eyes and chanted for a while. The voice was too low and I couldn't hear it clearly. Besides, even if we heard such other things, we would deliberately divert our attention and try not to study. Then Hu Zongren
Big beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. It was the end of the year, and even though the temperature in Chongqing was slightly warmer than in many places, it was by no means that he would sweat just standing there. After struggling for nearly 10 minutes, Hu Zongren finally
He exhaled a breath, then slumped down on the chair behind him.
I asked Hu Zongren, how is it? Why do I think you are so tired? Hu Zongren said, it is done. As for whether it can work, it depends on whether my old Hu is charming enough and whether he can invite Zu
Master, hahaha. After saying this, he laughed as usual, looking very much like a donkey in heat. He was indeed asking Master for protection. Since he started to use this trick, it means that Hu Zongren also knew that the current situation had exceeded
It was beyond the scope of what he and I could control. Hu Zongren put his left middle finger that was pricked and bleeding before and sucked it in his mouth. That action was quite obscene and very indecent. He and I are both people who are trying to survive on the edge of the world of yin and yang.
, so in a sense, Hu Zongren and I can be regarded as a kind of medium. As for those of us who study magic, especially those who often refer to ghosts, our blood is compared to the blood of ordinary people.
, will be more valuable. It is between humans and ghosts, but far away from both. In other words, for those who are engaged in this industry, our own souls do not operate according to normal trajectories.
We have gone astray and gone very far, so our blood, if used properly, is highly aggressive to ghosts, just like Buddhist relics, etc. After all, the use of blood is in the minority.
Under normal circumstances, if a blood curse is used, it is either out of necessity or to risk one's life.
I let Hu Zongren rest for a while, and then he stood up and said to me, these two entrances and exits, it is better for us to start from that place. I knew he was going to take action, so I analyzed it and compared it with the surveillance
In the picture, since I can’t see the door, I decided to start with the door first, because if the number of door is less than that of the window, then we will deal with the door more carefully later. If the door is
If there are more people, it will be relatively easier to deal with the window side. I told Hu Zongren my idea, and Hu Zongren nodded and said, just follow me and look at your compass. I
agreed.
Hu Zongren took out a piece of yellow paper from his bag. This kind of paper is different from the yellow paper usually burned to the dead. The yellow color is more vivid. This is yellow paper for worshiping gods. There are no holes for money or money on it.
Draw any pattern. Hu Zongren took out a piece, spread it out and put it on the table. He collected the incense ashes that fell on the table when he prayed to the gods, put them all on the yellow mounting paper, and flicked it a few times to make it become
Spread out evenly. Then Hu Zongren pinched his fingers with his right hand again. This time he opened his eyes and even stared at the yellow paper. Then he used his fingers as pens and drew on the paper in the air.
As for what he painted, it is inconvenient to reveal it. After finishing the painting, Hu Zongren took the water that Manager Han bought for us earlier, drank a small mouthful, and then pointed it at the paper and sprayed it on it, just like Tang Bohu's squirt of autumn fragrance.
The master who spurted blood. The yellow paper is relatively absorbent, so the moisture on the surface of the paper seeped into it very quickly, and the incense ash on it also became directly stuck to the paper because of the moisture.
Hu Zongren began to carefully roll up the paper, which was about the same thickness as a finger. In order to prevent the incense ash inside from being scattered around due to touching, Hu Zongren folded both ends slightly inwards, and then separated them.
Tear a small slit in the folded part so that the paper tube is relatively closed and allows ventilation from the front and back.
Taoists are very particular about Qi. Even a lunatic like Hu Zongren, no matter how unruly he is on weekdays, is still very rigorous when it comes to his own craftsmanship. However, he still has such a rigorous look.
It’s just idle work. Taoists believe that Qi is connected, that there is Qi in the human body, and it circulates over and over again. They also believe that everything in the world is interconnected and affects each other, and they all have their own Qi. Therefore, the Taoist
Nei alchemy is so famous. They imagine that the human body is a furnace, and the internal organs are the essence of the person. The so-called qi is to balance the breath in the body and achieve the results of cultivation.
Hu Zongren held the rolled paper tube in his left hand, and lifted the gossip bag on the table with his right hand. Then he nodded to me, and I took out the compass and followed him. When he walked to the door, Hu Zongren signaled
I looked at the movement of the compass, and I noticed that the speed of rotation seemed to be faster than before, and it was a little clearer. If it was those ghosts who were using mutual restraint and counterbalance to fight against us before, then now they have obviously decided
What to do, break in, was a matter of time. So I told Hu Zongren that if I didn’t take action, it might be too late. Hu Zongren nodded, stood in front of the rope I had tied up, and then
Hold one end of the paper tube gently with your lips, and use your index finger to gently press the folded opening on the other end, and then blow it out in one breath.
Hu Zongren did not blow hard, but just blew lightly. If this action was done by a girl like Zhao Jing, it would definitely look much better. After all, if it were Zhao Jing, at least she would not
When he pouted his mouth, he revealed the stubble left by not shaving for several days. However, the things that had been used were different. Even with such a gentle blow, because the air inlet was large and the air outlet was small,
The incense ashes inside scattered like powder, and then I saw a burst of weak sparks, just like the fairy sticks I played with when I was a child. The sparks were already very weak when they burned to the end. I knew that Hu Zongren’s
After these incense ashes were blown out, they must have encountered the ghosts outside. The incense ashes are the product of burning. They have been refined by fire, so they belong to fire in terms of attributes. Those little sparks are the basis for the ghosts outside being burned.
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The moment Hu Zongren saw Xing Xingzi, he immediately put the Bagua bag in his right hand towards Xing Xingzi, then quickly retracted his hand within the range of the rope array, and then wrapped his hand around the opening of the bag.
After a few times, he squeezed it tightly. I looked at the bag of gossip in his hand, and it seemed that something was rolling inside it for a few times, and then the bag became silent again. When I was a child, I used to go there with my friends.
We have caught snakes in the farmland, and we used a similar woven bag to carry the snakes, and we would specifically choose the days before spring to catch them, because at that time most snakes were hibernating in their holes, and although they were still or weak in physical strength, they were relatively weak.
It's easy to catch. And when I first put the snake in my pocket, its struggling movements were very similar to Hu Zongren's Bagua bag just now.
The Bagua bag is still, which means Hu Zongren has caught one. His method is the same as catching a dragonfly. The only difference is that we need to use incense ash to detect the location of the ghost first. Hu Zongren said to me, you can test again
Give me a rough direction and save me from blowing randomly. It won’t be fun after the incense ash is blown out. So I measured it again with a compass across the line. It seemed that the situation was not the same because Hu Zongren had a bag in his bag.
But it got better and showed signs of getting stronger. Hu Zongren shook his head, pointed in a direction outside the door and asked me, is this the right place? I said yes, and Hu Zongren sprayed out another mouthful of incense ash.
The bag came back with more sparks. After Hu Zongren caught it, the bag struggled even more fiercely. He proudly told me that he had caught at least two this time.
Hu Zongren and I repeatedly tested spirits, sprayed incense ash, and put down bags to catch ghosts. After ten minutes of tossing, we were both a little tired. Fortunately, the reaction of my compass told me that the things here seemed to have been caught by us.
It was all gone, so I boldly stretched my hand out of the door and found that the compass was still very calm, so I patted Hu Zongren on the shoulder and said, it’s done now, let’s change places. Hu Zongren asked me, did you count just now?
No, how many did I catch? I said there were probably four or five. Including the ones I had earlier, there were always about ten.
So we returned to the surveillance screen and counted the number of ghosts we could see so far. Well, it was much less, with eight left.