"Okay, okay, I misunderstood you." I opened the booklet. To be honest, I have only learned a quarter of the spells on it, and for the rest, I didn't even read the explanations.
I don’t understand, it’s so complicated that I don’t even know how to draw it in one stroke.
I browsed briefly and turned to a page of the Taisu Yimu Insect-Repelling Curse. When I first got the booklet, I turned over this spell with disapproval. After all, my main enemy at that time was the vagina in Taozi's body.
In my opinion, this insect repellent spell is similar to mosquito coils.
But now I realize that this is a life-saving straw in an emergency. Since the southern Xinjiang evil witch sect is best at voodoo, voodoo insects also belong to the category of snakes, insects and hundreds of feet. In the eyes of the ancients, they are all insects. This
The Taisu Yimu insect repelling spell should play an important role.
Fortunately, I have practiced drawing the talismans in this book before, so even if I am a new learner, I can basically complete it in one go after only drawing thirty or forty times on white paper.
I found that the spells in this book seemed to have something strange in common, that is, their fonts were completely different from the styles of the spells I often saw, including the ancient book I dug out before, and the spells commonly used by fat people.
Generally speaking, the dazzling patterns on the charms are not actually pictures, but words that have exaggerated or contracted part of the structure and are connected to form a complete system through one stroke of writing.
Some of those who have been immersed in this Tao for many years are not even Taoists at all. They are just professors who study this aspect of culture. They can also gradually analyze the original meaning of each word on the finished spell.
The reason why words are used to write talismans is because the commands from heaven to the netherworld must be expressed in a special form of words. Through this form, one can pray to gods and ghosts for strength, or obtain power from the spirits of nature.
That summons mana, and even directly controls the movements of the object on which the charm is attached.
That is to say, a spell is a kind of command or request, and its power and effectiveness all come from its literal meaning. The Taoist priests input the power and send it to the place where it should be sent through the correct spell or seal.
It takes effect wherever the subject is.
Therefore, when I learn how to draw a talisman, I always carefully observe what characters the pattern on the talisman is composed of, then break it down a little, group it and remember it, then restore the spatial arrangement structure, and finally draw it over and over again.
Become completely familiar with the drawing method during practice.
Even the words on some spells are themselves simplified variations of the activating spells. Therefore, memorizing the spells is equivalent to getting twice the result with half the effort.
But the talisman in this booklet is different. It doesn't look like any font I know as a modern person. It doesn't even resemble a certain character. The whole talisman seems to be like a ghostly talisman.
I can't find a specific Chinese character.
I once thought that this might be some kind of ancient font that has been lost now. Because it is so different from modern Chinese characters, I couldn't recognize it.
But once, after comparing the motivating spells written next to the spells in the booklet, I tried to separate and restore the "words" composed of the spell patterns. The final result was that these were either not Chinese at all.
Or it is a very ancient text that is almost like an oracle bone inscription.
Therefore, after practicing and analyzing more than a dozen kinds of spells, I will probably be able to recognize some of the common words, and it will be easier to get started with new spells.
Generally speaking, if the creator of a spell does not have any special purpose or need, he will use the words of his own era to create a new spell.
So from what era and where did this booklet circulate to this day? Could it really be from the legendary Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, or even before Cangjie invented Chinese characters, when people were still using patterns that were not even hieroglyphics to record events?
A super ancient spell?
What can be concluded is that the effects of these spells are very simple and crude, and as far as I can understand most of them, they directly draw on some huge power in the world to directly achieve their goals.
For example, when we helped Tao Zi get rid of the yin fetus before, I used the Dayan Yuanyang Transformation Yu to Remove Evil Spirits, which directly gathers the majestic Yang Qi between heaven and earth to drive away and eliminate evil spirits.
This time the Taisu Yimu insect-proofing spell is similar. It first attracts the energy of Yimu Qinghua. Insects like to eat the wood flowers and will naturally devour them in large quantities. But then the spell will turn the wood into gold and turn into the energy of Taisu Geng gold.
Killing or driving away insects is very simple and crude, but it has to be said that the effect is definitely good.
I think it may be that ancient people were directly in nature, and their understanding of utilizing the power of nature was more profound and practical. Compared with later generations who paid more attention to superficial skills and humanistic carvings, they had more practical touch and experience.
It took a full afternoon, and the two of us drew hundreds of spells one after another. The yellow paper with waste drawings was piled all over the floor. Taozi came in and cleaned it several times so that there would be no room for people to stand.
It was really unbearable to consume so much energy after recovering from a serious illness. I looked at my phone and saw that I would be leaving the house in about an hour, so I lay on the sofa and wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while.
I don’t know if I was too tired, but I fell asleep in a hazy state. In my dream, I was walking in darkness, with no one around me, and the scenery in front of me was only a long highway, with the same street trees and trees next to it.
The mountains cannot be seen clearly in the distance.
But I always felt very nervous and kept running forward. I didn't hear any sounds of chasing behind me. Even if I glanced back, it was just the same darkness. But there was a voice in my heart telling me that I must not
Stop, because if you stop you will die.
I exerted all my energy and ran non-stop on the highway. The strange thing was that even though it was the middle of the night, not a single car passed by. It seemed that I was the only moving object on the empty highway all day long.
Everything has fallen into a sleep of eternal darkness.
When I thought like this, laughter suddenly came from the soles of my feet. I was startled. I literally jumped up, but there was nothing strange under my feet. All I could see was ordinary
It's just road asphalt.
I noticed that maybe because I was observing my surroundings, my steps had slowed down, and then I heard laughter. I tried to slow down my steps, and the laughter became louder and louder.
The snickering gradually turned into frightening laughter, and the voice that was originally as delicate as a baby also became coarse and powerful.