The strong wind roared, blowing the flag cloth and the paper money in the copper basin. The paper dust flew in the air and formed a whirlpool.
Seeing this whirlpool, Fang Ming's eyes lit up. He moved the middle of the desk, picked up a bamboo plaque he had prepared and placed it there. It was already covered with new glutinous rice.
"Yin and yang are separated, and words cannot be said; paper money turns into a pen, and words come out of the pen."
Fang Ming held down one end of the bamboo plaque with his right hand, and just as he finished speaking, paper dust flying in the sky suddenly flew towards the bamboo plaque, and finally fell on the glutinous rice like snowflakes.
The glutinous rice is the newly selected glutinous rice, which is off-white in color. However, as the paper ash falls, the glutinous rice covered by the paper ash slowly begins to turn black. When the paper ash completely dissipates, these black combinations are connected together.
, forming Chinese characters one by one.
Zhang Qi and Dazhu were stunned when they saw this scene.
Fang Ming glanced at the Chinese characters for glutinous rice made of paper dust on the glutinous rice, but frowned, and then replied with a wry smile: "This is a bit demanding."
The characters Dazhu on the glutinous rice could not be recognized for a while, but Zhang Qi recognized them because these were ancient traditional Chinese characters, and as an archaeologist, he had naturally studied traditional Chinese characters.
Send the soul!
This is the two traditional Chinese characters on the glutinous rice, but Zhang Qi doesn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
"Can you change the conditions?"
Fang Ming opened his mouth, but at this moment, the wind was so strong that Zhang Qi and Dazhu couldn't open their eyes and had to close their eyes. The whole glutinous rice on the bamboo plaque was also blown and about to fall.
"You have already lived through nearly a thousand years, and the Underworld has brought you to reincarnation. Why should you be so stubborn and careless and create another bad fate?"
Fang Ming tried to persuade him again. The conditions proposed by the other party were a bit excessive and he could not agree to it.
But at this moment, a touch of red suddenly appeared in the center of the glutinous rice. The red color first appeared as a dot, and then turned into a patch of red. The entire glutinous rice in the bamboo plaque turned red.
"Soul blood oath?"
Fang Ming's face showed emotion for the first time, and after a long time he sighed, "I can try, but I can't guarantee whether it will work."
After Fang Ming said these words, the strong wind dissipated, and the entire second floor returned to peace.
The glutinous rice returned to its original color. If it weren't for the paper dust that fell on top of the glutinous rice, Zhang Qi and Dazhu would have almost thought that what they just saw was an illusion.
Zhang Qi wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his lips, he thought of what Fang Ming told him and quickly closed his mouth.
"You can talk now."
Fang Ming glanced at Zhang Qi. He knew what Zhang Qi was going to ask and explained directly: "You also recognized those two words. This is the request made by the owner of Yu Ruyi. To send the soul, what is sent is
Her soul."
"Send her soul?" Zhang Qi was confused and had a confused expression.
"There are thousands of ways for people to die, but in the end they can be divided into three types: 'end of life, death from illness, and sudden death'. The first one does not need much explanation, it is what we normally call happiness and mourning, and the second one is ordinary
There will be nothing under the circumstances, but the third kind of sudden death is the most special."
In fact, there was one sentence that Fang Ming didn't say. People in their line of work generally dealt with people who died in the third way.
"The woman was sunk to the bottom of the water and died. Why was there such a saying in ancient times as pig cage immersion? That's because if a person died of drowning, then if the body was not fished out from the water after death, the soul would also be lost.
It will stay at the bottom of the water. It will not be able to leave for nine lifetimes, and there will be no chance of reincarnation."
"For the ancients, they wanted to use this method to punish those women who were immoral and ignorant of their morals, so that these women would be buried under the water forever and suffer the cold and cold pain."
Fang Ming's words made the boss open his mouth. He had never heard such an explanation before, while Dazhu on the side showed annoyance, "This is too cruel. It doesn't count if you kill someone.
Not allowed to be reincarnated."
"That's how the thinking of that era was. The Tang Dynasty was pretty good. But after the Song Dynasty, especially after the Southern Song Dynasty, when Master Zhu's Neo-Confucianism was established, the treatment of women became even stricter."
Fang Ming explained something to Dazhu, but of course Dazhu only had a partial understanding of it. With his level of knowledge and culture, he still didn’t know who Master Zhu was, let alone what Neo-Confucianism meant.
"Boss Fang, do you mean that the woman wants us to rescue her soul from the bottom of the water?" Zhang Qi immediately guessed the meaning of Fang Ming's words and asked.
"It's not that simple." Fang Ming glanced at Zhang Qi and shook his head, "I said, generally if the body of a drowning person is not fished out, the ninth soul will be trapped in the water, which is what we call the ninth soul.
Hundreds of years. But more than a thousand years have passed since the Tang Dynasty, and the woman's soul has long been able to escape."
There is nothing absolute in this world, and the same is true for the way of heaven. Everything has a limit, and the ninth life is this limit. Of course, some special circumstances exist.
"The reason why the woman's soul is unwilling to leave is very simple. She and the owner of the corpse once made a soul-blood oath. This is a very special oath. After forging this oath, the souls of the two people have a relationship.
They have formed a bond, and if they can pass the test in the underworld, they will be able to be husband and wife again in the next life."
"How can there be such a powerful oath?" Dazhu looked curious, "Didn't I say that after drinking Meng Po soup at Naihe Bridge, I wouldn't remember anything?"
"Yes, normal people have crossed Naihe Bridge and drank Meng Po soup. The past life is the past life, and there is no connection in this life. But you can try to walk through the mountain of knives, get into the oil pan, taste the pain of hundreds of insects, and endure cramps and skin peeling.
As long as you get through the pain, you can do it."
Fang Ming's answer made Dazhu silent. Are you kidding me? It's already hard enough to live, but to suffer such suffering after death is not like having nothing to do when you're full.
"This kind of vow will not only make you suffer after death, but also make you suffer in life. It is not easy to make this kind of vow."
Dazhu and Zhang Qi didn't know how difficult it was to form a soul blood oath, but he knew very well that the pain was not something that ordinary people could bear.
"Boss Fang, what exactly does that female ghost want from us?" Zhang Qi couldn't help but ask.
"She wants us to help her find the ghost of the owner of the bones, and then the two ghosts will be reunited and go into the underworld to pass the test together."
This is the real purpose of the female ghost. The so-called soul sending is to send the man's ghost to her.
"This female ghost is really infatuated. After being a ghost for so many years, she still can't forget that man." Dazhu looked touched.
"Boss Fang, since she is a ghost, can you do something to catch her or kill her?"
After Zhang Qi finished speaking, he saw Fang Ming looking at him with a very strange look, his expression became embarrassed, and he explained with a bitter expression: "That's what I said."
"This world has its own rules. Whether it is the world of heaven or the underworld, that female ghost has not actively harmed anyone. She has not even bothered you. All you have encountered is resentment. This is your own greed.
So, what does it have to do with that female ghost?"
Fang Ming's tone was ridiculed, "It's like if you saw the jujubes ripe in the yard of a house and you ran to steal them, but accidentally fell from the jujube tree and broke your leg. Is it possible that you can still find the head of the household?
The trouble is, why does the head of the household want to grow jujubes at home?"
Zhang Qi fell silent, and Fang Ming's words made him lower his head in shame.
Ignoring Zhang Qi again, Fang Ming took a deep breath and said, "Since I have promised her, I will give it a try no matter what the outcome is."
Fang Ming couldn't summon a ghost that had entered the underworld thousands of years ago, but if the man's ghost stayed in the underworld like the woman, it would still be possible.
Normally, the soul-calling inscription requires the birth date and birth date of the deceased, but obviously it is impossible for him to have the birth date and birth date of the person in front of him. Fortunately, the other party has the bones here.
"Dazhu, please bring over the yellow watch you bought."
The so-called yellow paper and yellow paper are slightly different. Although both are yellow, the yellow paper is darker and the quality is much better.
Putting a roll of yellow forms on the desk, Fang Ming picked up one and folded it from one corner to the back into a shape similar to ice cream and put it away.
One, two, three...a total of thirty-six folds were made before stopping.
At the same time, Fang Ming also picked up the brush again. This time, it was not stained with ink but directly dipped in red cinnabar. He wrote words and symbols on the first folded yellow sheet, and then every other yellow sheet.
Write it once, and the words and symbols written will be different each time.
After finishing this, Fang Ming walked to the corpse with the thirty-six yellow sheets in his hand, squatted down, and placed the bronze brazier at his feet.