If it is a sore on the human face, it means that the deceased had a grudge with this person. The debt was not settled before death. When the other person was injured, the soul attached to the wound of the person, causing the wound to fester and fester, and finally turned into a sore.
A human face appeared, resembling the face of a deceased person.
This face can talk and eat.
It is recorded in the ancient medical book "Lei Zheng Pu Ji Ben Shi Fang": "...the sores can be treated with food and drink, and various medicines are used to treat them, and there is absolutely no pain; but when Fritillaria is applied, the sores frown and close the mouth. From then on, Fritillaria powder and Fritillaria powder were used every day.
Apply it with water and irrigate it for a few days, and the sore will disappear and scab will heal."
Drugs can indeed drive away the resentful souls living in people's faces, but even if they are driven away, these things will still torment you in other ways.
Only by sincere repentance can this resentful debt collector be driven away.
But this ghost facial sore is completely different from the human facial sore. It is a kind of evil magic that harms people!
Evil ghosts such as resentful ghosts and fierce ghosts have resentment in their bodies. Evil spirits collect these resentments and use evil magic to plant them into people's bodies.
These grievances are repelled by the Yang Qi in the human body, and cannot be separated or dissipated. Finally, they gather on the surface of the human body, giving birth to a malignant sore with blurred facial features that resembles a ghost face.
Formed by the condensed resentment, ghost-faced sores have no spirituality and will only torture the host endlessly, making the person suffer unbearable pain every day.
Over time, the host's mind will be affected by the grievances on the ghost face sores and become irritable and cruel. When the body becomes fester and the stench becomes unstoppable, death is not far away.
Su Keke originally guessed it was a human facial sore, but he didn't expect it to be a ghost facial sore.
"Uncle Yan, how long have these ghost-faced sores been planted on your body, and yet they have become spiritually intelligent and can speak?" Su Keke asked with a frown.
Jin Wuyan's eyes wandered, he touched his chin without a beard and said, "It won't be long, only about ten years."
Su Keke's eyes widened in shock, ten years?
Wouldn't that mean that he has been tortured for more than ten years?
"Why don't you get rid of these ghost-faced sores? Where did these ghost-faced sores come from? Who harmed you?"
"Harm me?" Jin Wuyan said: "I'm not bragging, there are really not many Feng Shui masters in the Feng Shui world who can harm me.
Don't worry about where these sores came from. They can't hurt me anyway.
Don’t you want to be curious about what the talisman I keep close to my body is for? It’s a seal, sealing away the evil spirits and resentment on their bodies, and also sealing up their voices so as not to scare others.”
Su Ke could see that he really didn't look like something was wrong, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"Uncle Yan, if you need help, I'm available at any time." Su Keke said.
"What a good boy. I know how to worry about you, Uncle Yan." Jin Wuyan sighed repeatedly, "It's a pity that we don't have a master-disciple relationship."
"It's okay to be a year-end friend." Su Ke laughed.
But one day, the dilapidated Taoist temple took on a new look. The owner of the Taoist temple also accepted an apprentice and made a paper man. Su Keke felt that there was no need to stay any longer.
Before leaving, Su Keke asked Tao Yin a question, "Do you still think that human beings and demons have a different path and that demons, good or bad, should be eradicated?"
Tao Yin shook his head with a serious expression, "No, I used to be narrow-minded.
Grandpa Su and Grandpa Zeng are right, demons and humans are actually the same, and they are divided into good and bad. I used to think that demons are aliens and must be eradicated, but in the eyes of these demons, are we humans not aliens?"
Su Ke laughed, it seemed that Master and Grandpa Zeng taught people well during their time on Peach Blossom Mountain.
"In this case, if you hurt someone's heart before, don't forget to take the time to apologize." Su Keke pointed out.
Tao Yin was shocked, "Did you mean..."
Aunt Mo?
He shut up mid-sentence and said, "I understand, thank you, Senior Sister Su."
When Su Keke heard this, Senior Sister Su smiled, her eyebrows creasing, "You're welcome."
If you figure it out, Aunt Mo will be happy too.
"Uncle Yan, I'm leaving. Do you want to travel together next summer and set up a stall on the overpass?" Su Keke asked with a smile.
"No more, no more, I have accepted a disciple now, and I will be busy teaching my disciples in the future. You can go and do it yourself." Jin Wuyan waved his hand casually.
The little paper man standing on his head also waved his paper arms towards Su Keke and said sweetly: "Goodbye, sister~"
Jin Wuyan took down the little paper man and said to Su Keke: "By the way, I gave it a name, Jin Xiaozhi, what do you think?"
Su Keke: "...Well, it's pretty good, easy to understand, and you can also hear its material."
Jin Xiaozhi suddenly puffed up his chest.
On the night when Su Keke left, Jin Wuyan let the faces come out for some air.
The facial features of the faces were blurred one by one, and they were very unhappy.
"I said Jin Wuyan, how come we have become ghost-faced sores, and you actually compare us with that low-level thing that is condensed out of resentment?"
"We are not ghost-faced sores formed by resentment, we are living ghosts!
Jin Wuyan nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, you are. But if I don't say that, what else can I say?
If this little girl finds out that I have hundreds of resentful ghosts in my body, she will definitely pursue it to the end.
Aunts and aunts, in order to make this innocent person like me feel better, you should think more about good things every day and stop whispering about killing people."
After saying this, he began to recite the mantra to clear his mind.
He has been reciting the Pure Heart Mantra for more than ten years, which is more punctual than three meals a day. If one day he suddenly no longer needs to recite it, he will not get used to it.
Su Keke's escape plan came to an end in just two days.
When going back, Su Keke walked lightly, for fear of accidentally disturbing someone.
However, as soon as she opened the door, she heard someone's ghostly voice coming from the living room.
"How's Uncle Yan doing lately?" Ghost asked.
Su Keke was stunned, turned his head, and found Qin Mochen sitting alone on the sofa reading a book.
The legs are crossed, and the posture reveals a trace of leisure.xdw8
"Chenchen, how did you know that I went to Uncle Yan's place?"
Qin Mochen chuckled, "Although Grandpa Su didn't mention a word, he actually said everything. Plus two simple and easy-to-deceive tree spirits, how could I not guess?"
Su Ke could see that his expression was normal and he had no intention of settling accounts, so he asked curiously: "Chenchen, aren't you angry?"
Qin Mochen sighed and waved to her, "Keke, come here."
Su Keke hesitated for a second and then sat next to him, her nerves slightly tensed, as if she was ready to escape.
Qin Mochen saw her reaction and made a decision in his mind.
"Keke, I want to tell you that I'm sorry." He suddenly spoke, and Su Keke was stunned as soon as he opened his mouth."
The apologetic man continued: "I will control my desires from now on and will never force you. But don't run away. If I don't do well, just tell me directly, okay?"
Su Keke had thought through all the consequences, but he didn't expect that when he came back, he would meet Da Chenchen who was brave enough to admit his mistakes.
In view of the other party's sincere attitude in admitting his mistake, Su Keke suddenly became arrogant and said, "Why didn't I say it directly before? When I said I didn't want it, you still continued."
Qin Mochen held his forehead with a rather annoyed expression, "I thought that in matters like that, what women said were ironic.
Sorry, it really won't happen anymore, I promise.
From now on, you can be as fast as you want, as slow as you want, or as little as you want. Husband, please listen to your wife, okay?"