The young man, the shape and the shape of the husband, all have their own shape and hold, thus eliciting the power of "Shui Ba". I squatted in front of the big stone that the two old mice had made before, and I was playing with my life in drawing talisman. Suddenly, this sentence appeared in my head:
What's in the Sanqing book sounds very profound, but if you really study it carefully, it's just the same thing.
It is undeniable that the things our ancestors left to us are indeed profound and profound. However, they are often overly mythologized by us descendants. Looking at the ancient knights played in TV series, it seems that they would be embarrassed if they could not fly.
At first glance, those foreigners thought that the gravity of our land is very small. In fact, this is not the case. There are knights. But it is certain that they cannot fly. There are also little heroes, but heroes also have to eat. A handsome man cannot be a hero.
Eat food.
It seems that the essentials of this formation can be put in one sentence: "The formation cannot be separated from the "shape". A formation without a shape is just a pile of loose sand. I find that no matter what words are said in ancient Chinese, they have unique connotations. Just like Li
My brother's poem "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground". I found it very difficult to understand at the time. But later I figured out that adding a few punctuation marks would conform to our modern concept: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground."
Damn, just when I was thinking wildly, I made a mistake and drew a question mark directly on this paper. I felt so depressed. It seems that I still can't do two things at once. I threw away all the distracting thoughts and concentrated on drawing the symbols. Where can I have the time in the United States to be stupid now? You know, old
Divers are night owls. They don't care whether you are ugly or gloomy. After the sun goes down, they will be the boss. How many rounds can anyone in Boli County or Zhenghuatai River fight with it openly?
Neither may exist.
Only two fools like me and Lao Yi got up on the pole and fought it. It was like having water in their heads. I heard that in the past, if the hunters on the mountain were really poor and desperate, they would trap the black bear with the determination to die. Now it seems
We are in a similar situation.
Lao Yi and I are like hunters. It's just that the target of our prey is a dead body. The wind is very strong today. The ink on the talisman I have written next to me was quickly dried. I took a stone to
They press down and watch their edges move with the wind, just like the corners of a yellow flag fluttering.
I don’t know when I turned into one of those folklore capable people who can subdue demons and catch ghosts. But even though I was holding a charm, I was not as free and easy as those people in the story. I finally understood that stories are just stories. Stories are just ordinary people’s stories.
There are too many legends that have been beautified because I am an ordinary person. I just don’t know if my figure will be exaggerated and turned into a story many years later. Will this unlucky guy with five shortcomings and three shortcomings also be infinitely beautified?
The shortcomings and three shortcomings are not included in the resolute solidification of this not-so-good legend.
I lit a cigarette. () I smiled bitterly and thought that what I was doing had nothing to do with me, so I should hurry up and get to work. So I concentrated my mind and started to draw the talisman one stroke at a time.
After a while, Lao Yi crawled across the haystack panting, then hugged a pile of charred wood and said to me: "Old Cui, how are you doing with the painting? Are you done yet? Why did I get caught in a typhoon when I went here?"
Obviously, he was also surprised by the situation in the smoke field. Thinking about it, he had no problem with the grass and trees nearby. Only this patch of poppies suffered. There is really no explanation, it can only be said to be retribution.
I said to Xian: "You made such a fuss and still don’t know the retribution? There will be two more soon. It seems to you that these pieces of wood are quite sufficient?"
Lao Yi happily picked up a piece of wood and said to me: "Look at the standard thunderwood. The texture is thunder-shaped. It is a good choice for warding off evil spirits. If it were carved into a wooden sword, it would probably be more powerful than
Your copper coin sword is not much different either.
Although I don’t know what texture he is talking about. Although he is naturally stupid, he is not short-sighted. Looking at him like this is like getting some treasure. You must know that Lao Yi is familiar with Qimen Creation and is an expert in these things, so he said
That's right, that's right.
Lao Yi didn't waste much time. Seeing that I had almost finished drawing the talisman, he took out the fishing line and carving knife from his backpack. Diao Shi concentrated on carving the Qimen formation on the wood. Time passed like this little by little.
First of all, it's done. Seeing that the thirty talismans glowed faintly under my talisman verification spell, this is proof that all the paper-walking gods were successful.
I took out two bottles of water and rested for a while. Then I saw Lao Yi still sweating profusely while carving the pile of wood. He looked like the manager of the medicated food department of Longquan Villa. All he needed was a pair of sleeves and a pair of tethered glasses.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, I prepared things first. I walked into the smoke field and used stones to press the thirty talismans according to the shape of my mouth. Then I placed the chicken on the big stone.
Bloody glutinous rice, cinnabar incense burner and other things were impossible to buy from a straw man, so I had to buy dried mugwort and tie it myself. Dude, I used to be an art major. Is this difficult for me?
It looked pretty. After tying it up, I hid Aunt Zhen’s head in the belly of the straw man.
After doing all this, it was already a little after five o'clock. It was summer soon, so thankfully the sun set very late. Usually it was after six o'clock, and the old guy couldn't be as punctual as when he went to work. So.
I determined that the time when it came out to bite people must be around ** o'clock.
After enough time, I let out a sigh of relief. Anyway, Lao Yi hadn't finished carving it yet, so I drew the eye-opening charm. Although it's not very useful, it allows me to see things more clearly in the dark. Just use your mobile phone to take photos.
Liang'er is really too much.
After opening his eyes, Lao Yi was almost done. He stood up, leaned over and said to me: "It's done. Wait for me to set it up."
After finishing speaking, Lao Yi held up this pile of wood and inserted it into my "roll-tongue lantern formation" in a special way. It looked like a bell. I thought to myself that this formation was as semi-automatic as having a big head, a big mouth, and a big bell.
The hybrid formation can almost really kill that old bastard.
After Lao Yi finished inserting the wood, he used fishing lines to connect the branches together like mines. Then he took out the small blue lamp and used lamp oil to light it on each piece of wood.
After everything was done, he opened the Sanqing Altar and the straw man stood up immediately. He said to me: "It's done, just wait for the old guy to take the bait."
Seeing that it is still early and the sun has just set today, there are burning clouds. The end of the mountain is dyed fiery red, making the woodpecker hill a magnificent scene. The poppy field is reflected red, and the ruined flowers are also red. It represents the past, no matter how great it once was.
Crazy but one day we will grow old.
When the wind picked up, the woods roared, and the claw-clawed thug shirt I bought at the roadside stall blew. It blew my head, making it look as messy as a chicken coop.
He picked his nose and patted me on the shoulder. He said to me: "What are you doing so stupidly? I'm hungry and have some bread."
I smiled bitterly and shook my head at this disgusting thing. I finally wanted to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and cry silently, but Lao Yi ruined the melancholy and painful atmosphere.
I smiled bitterly. It seems that I am still an ordinary person who cannot live such a petty bourgeois and corrupt life. Instead of having time to look up at the sky, why not keep my head down and walk my own path down to earth?
Night has finally fallen, and the moon has revealed its head. The orangutans in the sky are like sesame seeds on sesame seeds. Lao Yi and I are chewing bread in our mouths. Although I don’t like it, I have to force myself to eat some. After all, this is physical strength.
I added that if something goes wrong with the formation later, I might have to fight hard.
We haven't spoken since just now, and the atmosphere has become depressed again. If people become depressed, they will unconsciously be afraid. Lao Yi drank mineral water and said to me: "It's still early to say something."
The old guy can't come until later.
I looked at Lao Yi. I didn’t know what to say, so I asked him: “Then please bring up a topic.
After thinking for a while, Lao Yi suddenly said: "You said this vain gentleman has a nickname, shouldn't we two also have one?"
Dao number? I have never thought about this thing, but in my heart it is completely dispensable. Taking off my pants and farting is unnecessary. My nickname is also Gou Shengzi. Who am I looking for?
So I said to him a little funny: "Don't you? Harbin Wu Yanzu is so majestic
Lao Yi looked at me with contempt. Ever since we met Shi Jueming, Lao Yi has never called himself that. Obviously he also felt embarrassed. He said to me: "Go, go, that's a nickname, I'm talking about a nickname."
Thinking about what would be suitable?"
After he finished speaking, he really started to think hard. I thought it was funny that Lao Yi's natural stupidity is really unique in the Northeast. After thinking for a while, he said to me: "I have thought about it and I should give him a more prestigious name."
.And it has to match my temperament. What do you think of me being called Handsome Man?"
I looked at the handsome man and was speechless. This old boy has watched too much Iron Man. How did he come up with such a rustic name?
So I said to him: "Your nickname is really unique in the Northeast, but I would like to ask what is the difference between this nickname and a nickname?"
Lao Yi patted my shoulder and said to me: "It's different. This Taoist nickname is more manly and domineering than the nickname. You can't understand it. You just reminded me that your Taoist nickname is "Northeast Yijue".
If I really had the nickname of such a country bumpkin, I guess Uncle Jiu would have seen bad luck under Jiuquan. And I didn’t expect that this kid Lao Yi was so thoughtful. He probably had this in mind. If we meet someone with the same path in the future
When we reported our numbers separately, our two nicknames together were "the most handsome man in the Northeast". It sounded like he was describing himself.
I was speechless, but Lao Yi became interested. He asked me happily: "Can you do it? This is such a majestic slogan."
From the bottom of my heart, I didn’t want to follow him and risk being stupid, but I didn’t want to irritate him because I knew that Lao Yi was already in a natural state, so I perfunctoryly said to him: “You are the boss, you can just say it.”
After listening to what I said, Lao Yi turned around and took out a piece of paper and wrote something on it. After he finished writing, he pulled my hand over and pressed it on it. I didn't know what stupid thing he was doing, so he ignored him and let him.
Go get it.
Lao Yi lit the piece of paper and said: "Done.
I was a little surprised and asked him: "What's done?"
Lao Yi said to me: "It's a Taoist document. After pressing your fingerprints and burning it to the underworld, we, the Yin and Yang gentlemen, will be able to register and have a lot of conveniences with you. This is what I found in the notes left by my ancestors before I came here."
It's just that there have been too many things in the past two days that I can't remember.
Dizzy!! One misstep turned into eternal hatred!!! I cried so much that I felt like his uncle. I didn’t expect that my carelessness would actually become the “one of the best in Northeast China”. This name is like a sorghum on the high slope of loess.
The earth is as earthy as it wants to be.
To be honest, I even wanted to strangle this handsome man to death. Just when I was about to open my mouth to curse, I suddenly froze. Seeing my expression, Lao Yi said to me: "Oh, don't be angry, the name is Duwei."
"Stop talking!!" I whispered to Lao Yi. Lao Yi immediately understood that something was wrong and stopped talking.
The reason why I asked him to be quiet is because I heard an unusual sound, which was the flapping of wings and the chirping of many birds. It is already the time for birds to return to their nests. How can there be any birds except owls? There is only one kind.
Maybe that's when our guests come.
So Lao Yi and I hurriedly stood up and hid behind a tree, staring at the direction of the bird's chirping. At the same time, we immediately became nervous again. You must know that the old diver is not joking. There was a slight mistake between the two of us.
If you are young, you will rush into the street.
It was really fast to say that a group of little birds flew out of the woods and flew up the mountain!! I gave up just thinking about this scene. I didn’t expect to meet this old diver again tonight. Faced with this kind of situation
The fear of life and death suddenly came to mind again. I heard the thump thump thump of my own heartbeat?
Holding the copper coin sword tightly in his hand, uncle, come on, dear old comrade, in order to contribute to the four modernizations of the motherland, you, as an old revolutionary, should have had this awareness long ago. Come on, let's ring your final death knell!
There was a crashing sound in the woods. Before Lao Yi and I could blink, the big haystack dispersed with a crashing sound. The old diver finally made his debut, and saw that it was still moving towards the big haystack step by step like an arthritic patient.
Walk towards the Sanqing Altar on the stone.
Lao Yi has already picked up the little blue lantern and I have tied the sword finger. Come on, old guy, go in a little more and a little more. Lao Yi and I are breathing more and more quickly. You know this is much more exciting than fishing for goldfish. Wait.
The feeling of prey entering our trap made our heartbeats slowly increase.
Finally, the old diver walked into the formation. At this moment, Old Yi Xun lit the small blue lamp and shouted loudly: "If the eight gates are to be opened, please ask the golden bell to turn into thunder!! Fight against the enemy."
Everyone march forward in formation!!! Go, go, go!!!!”
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