Chu Jiu was playing with a few pieces of scrap jade in his hand, turned around and asked Uncle Ding, how much does this cost and if he can sell it to him? Uncle Ding couldn't hold back this time, and the tea in his mouth spurted out,
"Xiao Chujiu, uncle didn't offend you, did he? Is it necessary to squeeze uncle like this? No one wants even a single dollar of these stones."
"Really? I thought you were lying to me when you said it was worthless, so I took it away." Chujiu looked like he was afraid that Uncle Ding would regret it, and hurriedly put a few pieces of scrap jade into the cloth bag on his belt.
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Uncle Ding muttered silently, "You look down on the president of the Sichuan Chamber of Commerce a little too much."
"What are your plans for the winter vacation? Why don't you stay in the city? I still have an empty house at home, which is enough for you. Xiaoyu happens to be not here either. You can stay with me and celebrate the New Year together."
Uncle Ding asked about our plans. Chujiu told Uncle Ding that he would take me back to their village to celebrate the New Year. He would pack up in the next two days and then set off.
When we left the antique city, Uncle Ding forced us to give each of us a red envelope. He said that since he would not stay in the city during the Chinese New Year, he would give it to us in advance as a sign of good luck. The amount of the red envelope was not large, only one hundred yuan, and we
I accepted it with peace of mind.
The Antique City is not too far from the passenger station. I originally planned to visit the deaf-mute old woman from the army the next day, but Chujiu said that I might as well buy some things on the way and stop by to take a look. Ten days have not passed.
The wealthy Chujiu used the red envelope given by Uncle Ding to buy various fruits, vegetables and even some sausages at the farmer's market. But I had no choice but to buy rice and noodles.
Seeing me carrying two bags on my shoulders, Chujiu smiled proudly and said it was a good day not having to do physical work.
"Guo Guo, after thinking about it, I decided to tell you. I feel uncomfortable holding it in my heart."
Chujiu, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and said to me seriously.
"What? Did Chujiu fall in love with a girl from a certain family? You help me carry a generation of flour, and I will help you with advice."
I took the opportunity to put the two bags on my shoulders on the steps by the roadside, ready to sit down and rest for a while. It was indeed quite strenuous to walk from the farmer's market.
"It's about the matter of asking for spiritual magic last time." Chujiu said in a low voice, with some uncertainty in his tone.
"Do you feel like you've become a little irritable now?" At this time, I probably guessed what Chujiu wanted to say.
"Guo Guo, how do you know?"
"Wait for me. I'm going to buy two bottles of water. I ate too many melon seeds at Uncle Ding's place in the afternoon and my mouth is dry."
"Guo Guo, I want to drink Jianlibao."
Chujiu sat on the steps and drank the entire can of Jianlibao in one go. He said that he was preparing to cast a spell when he saw blood oozing from my eyes and mouth.
Changed it to the Spiritual Invocation Technique.
In fact, he had no hope of succeeding, but the situation at that time was that this was the most powerful Taoist technique he knew. Chujiu said that the moment he saw me fall, he knew he had succeeded.
But at that moment, Chujiu regretted it again. The first time he successfully used the spirit-inviting technique, he didn't feel the power at all. He felt the power that made him stronger. In the past, when I practiced the spirit-inviting technique, I felt the power.
My whole body is full of strength and I have endless strength.
This time he asked for spiritual skills. Chujiu just felt that there were some other people's thoughts in his mind, as if another person lived in his mind. This person controlled every move of his body. His thoughts were suppressed into his head.
A corner of the room feels like watching a video in a video hall.
After I fell down, everything Chujiu did, including casting spells, doing incantations, and performing exercises, were all controlled by this person in my mind. All Chujiu could do was watch the performance of this thought in his mind.
What makes Chujiu feel strange is that the idea of taking care of himself and the way of performing Taoism omit many steps compared to Chujiu's.
For example, to perform a Taoist spell on the ninth day of the lunar month, you need to use talismans to assist, recite incantations, step on the Gang Steps, and cooperate with hand techniques.
This ray of thought in my mind is really just about casting the spell as I please. It seems that as soon as an idea appears in my mind, the Taoist technique is completed.
Chujiu was afraid that I wouldn't understand, so he gave me another analogy. To perform Taoism, he needs to go from one to ten, and he can't miss every step.
And this ray of thought only needs one and two, and then jumps directly to nine and ten, skipping the six links in the middle, and it seems to be more powerful.
Chujiu said that he vaguely felt that the Patriarch's thoughts seemed to be teaching him step by step in his mind during the process of performing the last two Taoist techniques.
Because this thought said something in his mind: "Perceive it well!"
The last blow, this thought mobilized all Chujiu's mental power. It was obviously a commonly used Taoist technique, but it exerted great power.
In the end, Chujiu told me that when the thought left his mind, he said: "Reduce complexity into simplicity and follow your heart."
"Guo Guo, I didn't tell the old man about this. I think there's something wrong with this spiritual magic!"
After Chujiu said so much, I only understood that the ancestor’s thoughts took the initiative to teach him Taoism. But this should be a good thing.
"There's a problem? What do you mean? Isn't it okay for the Patriarch to teach you Taoism?"
I don't know the specific knowledge of Taoism. When I saw Chujiu sitting on the steps in confusion, I could only express my own thoughts.
"Well, there is a problem! But I can't explain why." Chujiu said with great certainty.
This is a feeling. When he used the magic of inviting gods before, his strength in all aspects was improved. In the end, he was still fighting. This time, it felt like he was not fighting, but others were fighting with his body.
I thought about Chu Jiu’s sleep talking before he woke up, and what Mr. Xu whispered to his grandfather and uncle.
"Chujiu, who are the people you invite for spiritual arts?"
"When the old man's old man taught me the spelling technique, he said he was the ancestor of our lineage. The specific generation of the ancestor we invited is beyond our control."
"Who do you think you invited this time?"
Chujiu stared at the road in front of him for a long time, then turned to look at me and said, "Guo Guo, I feel like he is the old man's master."
"Oh, Chujiu, what do you want to express? I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Guo Guo, I seem to be affected by this thought, but I don't know what to say."
"Do you feel that you have become a lot more irritable? Do you prefer to deal with things simply and directly?"
Chujiu stared at me with his eyes wide open in disbelief. I slapped him on the head.
"Then do you feel like you've become stronger?"
"It seems to have become stronger. When casting spells, it becomes more natural. Moreover, simple Taoist techniques can now be performed without the aid of talismans."
I handed the drink in my hand to Chujiu and carried the two bags of rice noodles on my back.