"Look, use your little finger to write the word 'Feng' in the air, and then borrow the method. That is, silently recite the image of the master, say the word 'Feng', and the wounds on your body will be sealed. Because you have not really practiced yet."
The blood-sealing curse is now just a blessing from the spiritual power of the master. It only has one-tenth of the skill of the master. The effect of stopping bleeding is not very satisfactory. It can only stop some small wounds. If you are injured by a knife or axe,
It doesn’t work. Master will teach you the blood-sealing spell for wounds caused by swords and axes in the future!"
After the master finished speaking, he winked at me and motioned for me to seal the small wound on my hand.
I nodded, followed Master's instructions, and whispered to my hand: "Feng!"
I lowered my head and looked at my left hand, which had been cut by my own nails. I saw that it was fine, as if it had not been injured at all.
"It's amazing!" I couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.
But Master glanced at me disapprovingly, "There are many magical things! There will be quite a few tonight."
After that, he said to me and Xiaoru: "Let's go up to Baiming Slope in Swallow's Nest. Tonight, I will let you two experience what real magic is."
Just like that, Master took us and set off.
Mrs. Chen said she was worried and wanted to go with the master.
Master said that someone should guard the house. Mrs. Chen told Master that Fang Tao was still sleeping in the room.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fang Tao walking out of the room while holding on to the wall.
It seems that this guy is really vain.
The master looked at Fang Tao's severe kidney deficiency, shook his head with some disappointment and said: "How can the master be so relieved to let you live at home alone when you look like this!"
After that, he walked up to Fang Tao, took out a copy of "Huang Ting Sutra" from his French cloth bag and gave it to Fang Tao. He said seriously: "Take it and put this thing on the bedside. The sutra can ward off evil spirits. Eat it at night."
After dinner, don't go anywhere. Just lie down at home."
Fang Tao forced out a smile and said, "Master, I've become like this. I can't even go if I want to!"
"You are a sinner. Let's go. You can take care of the eating, drinking, and defecation matters yourself. Remember, don't leave this room no matter what." The master said with a serious face, turned around, and took the little boy and me with him.
Ru and Mrs. Chen walked outside.
When we arrived at the foot of Baimingpo, it was already dusk. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the entire mountain field red.
An elderly man with pale hair led a green cow down the mountain.
The master came forward and said, "Old man! Is this the path leading to Baiming Slope?"
"Baiming Slope?" The old man looked at the master in surprise and said, "What are you doing there? It's a ghost nest. I have lived here for decades and I never dare to go to that place. It's so evil.
Very cool, I think you’d better not go.”
As he said that, he suddenly saw the old man's eyes widening and asked the master suspiciously: "Aren't you going to pick the 'Moon-Watching Ghost Hand' from the grave at Baimingpo?"
"Moon-watching ghost hand?" Master asked with some confusion: "What on earth is this?"
"It is a local herbal medicine that is only available in Baimingpo. It is said that this thing can be used to treat some difficult and complicated diseases. No one knows whether this thing exists. I also heard it from the older generation.
.It is said that this kind of flower will only bloom when the moon rises, and it only blooms on graves. It can cure nymphomaniacs. In the past two years, many outsiders have gone to Baimingpo, but few have had a good end.
After I went back, I either went crazy or got sick, that place was too evil."
After the old man finished speaking, he led the green cow and walked towards the village in the distance. As he walked, he said to himself: "You guys go back! In the past few days, the wild goats in the back mountains have been barking so much that Ruan people are screaming. When this goat barks, the goat will be heard for five days.
Inside, someone will definitely die, it’s very accurate. In the past ten years or so, twenty-three short-lived ghosts have died in our village. Every time someone dies, the goat will bark. It’s a ghost sent to seek life. You’d better be careful.
Just a little!”
After listening to the old man's words, I felt a chill on my back.
At this moment, Lian Xiaoru suddenly heard Lian Xiaoru shouting loudly: "Uncle! Can you wait a moment?"
"What's wrong? Girl!" The old man turned around and said to Lian Xiaoru.
"Since so many people have died in your village, why don't you move away?" Lian Xiaoru said to the old man.
"Hey! Move away, girl, you're probably from out of town! Who doesn't know that we in Qutang Village are rich in the eight villages around here? How could we move away? There is a quarry in one of the villages, and there are three quarries in the village.
A lime kiln and a brick factory are all owned by our village. Dividends are distributed on a per capita basis every year. Who would be willing to move away? Besides, in a place like a quarry, it is not normal for a lot of people to die in a year.
Something?"
The old man sneered, shook his head, led the green cow towards the village, and never looked back.
When I heard the words Qutang Village, I felt a thrill in my heart. The ghost fairy Cui Yuanyuan kept in the soul jar around my waist belongs to Qutang Village! I also promised this girl to help her find her hometown!
Just when I was doubtful, I suddenly heard Lian Xiaoru sigh softly: "Oh! The feng shui in this village is obviously not good, but why is this village so rich? Even they don't want to move away.
"
The master smiled and walked to Lian Xiaoru's side and said, "Xiaoru, how do you know that the feng shui here is not good?"
Lian Xiaoru turned around and pointed to the mountain road behind: "Here! The shape of the mountain behind is like a tiger's mouth, and it will eat people when it opens its mouth. It is called an evil mountain in Feng Shui. Based on this, you can directly eliminate the bad Feng Shui of this village.
Besides, there is no bright hall in front of this village, and there are no hidden mountains in the distance. It cannot be said to be good Feng Shui."
"Yes! Basically, you are right. However, the key point is not pointed out. In fact, the wind in this village is not good, but it is not bad either. I must have asked an expert to look at it when the site was selected.
The situation is a desperate situation. The mountains behind are shaped like a tiger's mouth, but the entire Qutang Village owes its importance to the Wulin River that surrounds it from the left, forming a jade water belt."
"As the saying goes, 'Mountains manage people and water manages wealth.' The mountain here is called Evil Mountain. Therefore, if there are not many people here, it is inevitable that short-lived ghosts will appear. The surrounding Wulin River is in line with Feng Shui.
The four elephants guard the situation, with the green dragon on the left. Water controls wealth in Feng Shui and surrounds it. This creates a prosperous wealth pattern and makes it difficult for the village not to get rich."
"So, there is no bad feng shui here. If you guessed correctly, someone must have deliberately violated the three evil spirits when building the ancestral hall in the village. There is a saying that if you want to cultivate Tai Sui, you must practice the three evil spirits.
'. If one of the three evil spirits is violated, the person will definitely die, but the wealth here will be prosperous."
"It's so abominable. These people really want money rather than their lives." Lian Xiaoru couldn't help but curse.
The master smiled and said: "Niece Xiaoru, you have only seen the present, not the past here. The Feng Shui pattern of any place will not remain unchanged. Therefore, a real Feng Shui master must not only be able to read the terrain
To understand the momentum, more importantly, you also need to know how to predict the future fortune through the hexagrams, and whether this place will still be a noble place in ten, twenty or even fifty years."
"It's a pity, it's a pity that the layout here is still lacking. Otherwise, the Feng Shui master who laid out this plan can be called a master. It's really not as good as God! He calculated at that time, but not today."
"Uncle Master, I can't understand you more and more. I wonder, since he is a master, why didn't he take some cracking methods?" Lian Xiaoru asked with a frown.
"At the beginning, we must have adopted a solution." The master pointed to the front and said: "Let's go over and take a look at the old house in front. It should be an abandoned ruined temple."
After saying that, Master hurried forward. The three of us followed closely. Within a few minutes, we entered a dark and ruined temple.
"Did you see that this place is an underground temple used to suppress evil spirits? This must be the plan set up by the original Feng Shui master to suppress evil spirits." The master said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lian Xiaoru shouted loudly: "Hey! Look, the statue in this temple looks like Sun Wukong!"
I ran over curiously and took a closer look. In the middle of the temple, there was really a statue of Sun Wukong.
The old man's body was covered with dust, his cloak was missing corners, and his face was discolored. There were spider webs all around him.
This is really miserable. I think about how beautiful it was when the great sage was making trouble in heaven, but I don't want to be ignored by this ship in the mortal world.
Forget it, what's even more funny is that someone actually carved the words "Master Cui San is here for a visit" on the golden cudgel in the old man's hand.
"Sun Wukong is so pitiful!" Lian Xiaoru said softly: "There are only a few people worshiping Grandpa Sun, but it is not easy to see his temple, which is so dilapidated."
The master smiled: "This is just a wooden statue. There are many ghosts in the old temple. I don't know if it is a demon or a ghost. This temple is called the Great Holy Temple, and it enshrines the statue in "Journey to the West".
Sun Wukong, known as the Holy Buddha of Fighting, is aggressive and loves fighting, so some Feng Shui masters will invite him to suppress evil spirits or transform evil spirits."
Xiaoru smiled and continued: "I understand, this village is in a tiger's mouth-shaped mountain col, and Sun Wukong is the king of monkeys. In the ten zodiac signs, tiger and monkey are in conflict, so the Great Holy Temple is set up in the white tiger position.
Use it to suppress this evil spirit."
"Yes, it's a pity that this temple is abandoned. Otherwise, such people would not have died in this village. It is really a pity."
After saying that, the master took out the three human soul talismans sealed in the talisman paper.
Suddenly, the master's wrist flicked and one of the three talisman papers fell. The master's face immediately darkened.
At this moment, I heard a burst of shouts of "咩儿!..." "咩儿..." coming from outside the temple.
The sound came from far to near, as if it was right next to me, but when I looked outside, I couldn't see anything.
Master's eyes widened, he glanced at me, Lian Xiaoru, and Mrs. Chen, and shouted loudly: "Quick! You three, turn around and block the door of the temple. I'm afraid it's some evil plot.
Here we come to claim the soul! I have to hide this soul that fell to the ground now, otherwise, the migrant worker with the soul-locking nail will die immediately."
The three of us immediately turned around and blocked the door of the underground temple. The screams of the wild goats became clearer and clearer in our ears, and we felt that we were close to us.
I just felt numbness in my back.
A gust of cool wind blew, which chilled the base of my ears. It felt like something was blowing on me.
Lian Xiaoru also widened her eyes in horror, glanced at me and said, "Qiao Yang, what is this?"
"It's the wild goat!" I said. My heart was beating fast.