0536 The twelfth chapter, the curse of the pen, the third section
This spell requires more than two Taoist priests to work together to cast the spell, and the blood of all participants must be mixed as red ink. Afterwards, a talisman pen engraved with the mantra is dipped in red ink and suspended above the sixty-three Chinese character outline, and the request is dictated
Calculation matters.
When the Bixian appears, the Talisman Brush will automatically click on various parts of the picture with force majeure, which is called "pointing". Then put the ticked parts together in order to get the secret.
However, the secret of heaven must not be leaked. After all the questions have been asked, you need to recite the incantation to send the god away, then break the talisman pen, burn the rice paper, and then bury the red ink mixed with paper ashes into the ground within three hours, and calculate the result in this life.
It is not allowed to be mentioned and is called "the secret of burial".
From now on, only the person who calculates the secrets of heaven knows the secrets of heaven and earth. Otherwise, he will be punished by heaven and fall into the endless hell.
However, no matter how true this so-called ancient method is, there are still many problems for Gui Xinxiang and others to play with it.
For example, in today's Dayong, no one except some professors in the liberal arts college can understand this sixty-three-point outline of Chinese characters. Playing with it will make the pen fairy actually appear and trigger the talisman pen to "click". A middle school student
It's also completely incomprehensible.
And this "red ink" mixed with the mage's blood... I'm afraid that after searching the whole school, Gui Xinxiang couldn't find another classmate who was willing to donate blood with her. Not to mention not wanting to hurt herself, even using hers
My friends can't stand it when blood comes to play.
So the pen fairy that Gui Xinxiang originally played with her classmates was a castrated version. The rice paper was still rice paper, but the twenty-six Chinese Pinyin alphabet was written instead of the sixty-three Chinese character outline.
She didn't know whether Bixian recognized this thing, but it could have the same effect. Besides, the power of ghosts and gods is boundless, who knows if they are secretly learning modern knowledge all day long and making progress every day?
And the red ink has also been replaced with cinnabar. There is no way, even if she uses chicken blood and dog blood, she can't find anyone to play with her. This cinnabar can be used to draw talismans after all. It is also a Taoist spell, so it can be done.
Bar?
Using this "homespun method", Gui Xinxiang played with her classmates happily for three months, but of course she was unable to find out any secrets. Since the secrets have not been revealed, there is no need to bury them. If things go on like this,
Even the alphabet she used every time she played Bixian was kept and used repeatedly. Until...
That was two days ago. After school, Gui Xinxiang was in the folklore corner of the school library, looking through books and periodicals that she had already read with gusto. However, she accidentally discovered that there was an extra book on the bookshelf that she had never read before.
brochure.
It’s not surprising that there are so many books. All the books in the middle school library are donated by students. From time to time, one or two new books will appear. So Gui Xinxiang opened it with great interest and looked through it. As soon as he took it out, he knew that he had found a treasure.
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Because this booklet is not machine-bound like the publisher uses, but is thread-bound like ancient books. The title of the book is written in two elegant fonts on the cover: "Pen Fairy". When you open it, it looks more like a book than a book.
Notes. There are only a few pages above, but they use similar language to describe a kind of Bixian gameplay that Gui Xinxiang has never heard of.
It was different from all the simplified versions of Taoism's authentic Taoism and folk customs that she had known before. The one used in the booklet was originally an alphabet. However, it used Latin letters, which could also be used as Pinyin letters.
All in all, the things recorded in the booklet are more like Western black magic than folk Taoism. However, although all the notes are handwritten, the various steps are detailed and clear. Gui Xinxiang has rich knowledge of supernatural beings.
You can tell at a glance that this is not something a layman could just make up.
What attracted her most was the exquisite magic circle drawn around the Latin alphabet. It seemed that the booklet deliberately did not have a complete pattern to avoid taboos, but was broken down into detailed descriptions and guidance for each part.
But just looking at those sketches, Gui Xinxiang felt a call of magic. She didn't mind at all how the Taoist rituals inherited from the East could be involved in the magic popular in the West. This kind of sight
The very abnormal setting has become a wonderful way for her to break through the failure of the game.
I have tried so many methods without success, maybe it is because I made a mistake in summoning the object and method from the beginning?
Speaking of which, if the summoning was successful according to the original crude Taoist ritual, what would come out would only be monsters and ghosts. How could these things understand people's minds? According to legend, the higher-ranking mythical beasts and fairies in the East were not summoned by anyone.
Just the habit of showing up.
Looking at this newly discovered summoning method, the complicated and troublesome magic circle on it made her look like it was genuine. If she summoned a superior being like a devil who was good at the field of destiny and soul, she could ask her sweetheart's thoughts.
Or the answers to next week’s exam won’t be weird, right?
With this mentality, she finally spent two days to perfectly draw the complex magic circle on paper, and dragged her best friend to play this pen fairy game after school today.
"It's up to you, but don't want my blood. Just recite the spell." Seeing that he couldn't break away no matter what, Xue Kenai finally compromised.
"Hey, it turns out that the little cutie also knows about the spell. I really underestimated you. You are indeed a top student. You have already memorized the spell, right?" Gui Xinxiang showed a cat's evil smile.
Who would have thought that Xue Keyao actually admitted it frankly: "Remember, you played it so many times every day for almost a semester. Even the boys in the class who failed to memorize ancient poems will memorize your spell! Turn a blind eye and listen.
"This time I changed the method of summoning. Don't attract the wrong pen fairy. Otherwise, it will be over if the two sides fight. I will just recite the spell: Through the barrier of time, with my god Sophocles
In the name of Si, come out, magic elf! La la la la~”
The last la la la la is certainly not the name of a magical elf. In the booklet Gui Xinxiang picked up, the pitches of the four notes are described in detail in simple and easy-to-understand words.
Of course, it is impossible for a middle school student to sing this microtonal magic language that cannot be found on the piano accurately, but Gui Xinxiang finally sang it with a pious attitude.
Then……
There were no gorgeous lights and shadows, nor any gloomy ghosts. There was only a fleeting and elegant voice saying a syllable that they could not understand in their hearts. It was fleeting, so short that they thought it was an illusion.
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The two looked at each other.
"Is this... okay?" Xue Keyao raised an eyebrow impatiently.
"Yeah..." Gui Xinxiang smiled bitterly in her heart. After hundreds of failed experiences, how could she not be mentally prepared for the result of "nothing happened"?
Maybe it failed again... However, after all, the ritual has started perfectly according to the "steps in the book", and it must continue until it is completed. Otherwise, I would be really sorry for the two days of hard work in drawing the magic circle. There is no ritual in the booklet.
What will happen after success? What if this is success now?
Then, as the two girls looked at each other suspiciously, the writing brush held in each hand moved.