Xu Changqing didn't say much, took the burden from Liu Laohan's hand, opened it on the stone platform under the window of the east chamber, and then began to wear and change.

Liu Laohan showed a satisfied look, he likes this kid's temperament very much, he is not stupid, he doesn't talk much, he is diligent and obedient.

The clothes and pants woven in linen are fine linen inside and coarse linen outside, with inside and face, fine stitches, and the workmanship is OK, but some of them don't fit well and are bigger.

Three-piece suit, a gown with a button on the right side, bloomers, and a pullover monk's collar shoulder, this shoulder is the most special, with runes painted with cinnabar, just like a cultural shirt.

The problem is that, with his ability, he can't understand the meaning of these runes.

"It's not a pattern, it's not Sanskrit, what kind of mantra is this?"

Dressed in linen, even the short-waisted leather boots are glued with a layer of linen, and there is no bleaching, gray and white are yellow, and it feels like wearing linen and filial piety.

In addition to this, there is a simple set of armor.

Vests, leggings, arm swings, composition, leather ropes, wooden armor pieces.

The nail piece is strip-shaped, like bamboo slips being connected side by side, peach wood, etched words on it, and red is also depicted, but the words are still incomprehensible, as if it is tadpole text.

According to the results of the research of the paleographers of the Celestial Empire, the tadpole inscription and the Qulu inscription are both variants of the oracle bone inscription.

And Xuanmen has another saying that the tadpole script is a heavenly script.

When he was a teenager, he also went to Xianju Danzhu in Zhejiang Province to watch the tadpoles on the cliff wall.

Legend has it that was left by Dayu when he controlled the water, with strange patterns and symbols such as sun patterns, moon patterns, insect patterns, and fish patterns.

No matter what the legend is, just see if you can regenerate the induction, he is a Xuanmen Qi practitioner, if this text is really related to the cultivation of the truth, there will inevitably be some induction.

It turned out to be a big disappointment, so I completely forgot about it.

Seeing this article again today, he also didn't have any feelings, but he couldn't help asking: "Whose fault is it?" Is the text correct? Unclear law? Or am I not good? ”

Just looking at Liu Laohan's routines, he is quite disciplined, very much like those old businesses that have been inherited for a long time.

Say it's bad habits, tricks? The problem is that this world seems to be dominated by ghosts, and if you don't have real skills, you are joking with your own life.

If you say that he can do it, it seems to have similarities with the evil spirits and demons at the bottom of the Xuanmen of the Celestial Empire, but there is no way to let him, the elite in the industry, perceive half of the 'Xuanwei'.

Xu Changqing was interested, while Liu Laohan gave step-by-step instructions.

You are not allowed to see gold, you are not allowed to wear anything on your body, you can hold it in your hand, you can't have any metal at all.

In addition, prepare four treasures, oil, salt, rice tea. Specifically, it is fire oil, green salt, glutinous rice, and new tea.

The two were dressed the same, but their equipment was different, Liu Laohan was carrying a peachwood sword on his back and holding a broken gong.

On the other hand, he carried a bag similar to a tactical vest, with an intubation tube inserted into the cannula, a lantern with white paper hanging on the rod head, and a water and fire stick in his hand.

The water and fire sticks in his impression are the kind used in the yamen, symbolizing that the official law does not favor favoritism. But it's not here, the water and fire sticks here are made of peach wood, wrapped with hemp and hemp, which is not the type of hemp, but the method.

After Liu Laohan told him the precautions, he let him familiarize himself, it was already dark at this time, but the work of the two had not yet begun.

Xu Changqing saw telephone poles in the town during the day, but at night there were no lights, no people using electrical appliances, no electricity, and people seemed to be used to it.

The lighting is a sesame oil lamp, the oil quality is OK, but it still smells and smokes, and the light is seriously insufficient.

These Xu Changqing can not be careful, Liu Laohan smokes to pass the time, he doesn't need to, he can practice, without the assistance of the divine eye and the wings, he is not very used to it, but the aura of this world is far more abundant than that of the earth, and even ordinary food is integrated with aura.

If you have aura, you can refine your soul, and although you mainly rely on the power of the earth, you can also control it with your soul.

Time flies when something happens, and it seems that midnight is approaching in a blink of an eye.

Liu Laohan knocked on the cigarette pot and stood up: "Let's go." ”

The moment you step out of the door, it's like stepping through a realm.

Some of them feel like stepping out of the sun into the shadows, and it feels very vivid.

Looking at the town again, it presents a very different scene from the day:

There are no third, fourth and fifth floors, only bungalows and wooden buildings, and the architectural style is from the Republic of China, just like the set of filming film and television dramas such as [Huo Yuanjia] and [Chen Zhen].

There are blue lanterns everywhere, and the lights are bright like a festival.

On the road, pedestrians come and go, shouting along the street, which is very lively.

"Ghost town, there is such a ghost town."

Rao is Xu Changqing knows a lot in this field, and he can't help but be secretly surprised.

In other words, it is precisely because he knows so much that he feels very strange about everything in front of him.

Whether it is a ghost market, a ghost town, or a ghost town, it has never been a place where spirits can coexist in harmony and live and work in peace and contentment.

Three main points determine that the world of ghosts is chaotic and sinister.

The first is the blindness of spiritual consciousness, the second is the difficulty of existence, and the last is the lack of order.

I don't know who I am, I don't know where I am, I don't know where I am, I don't know where I am, I don't know who I am, I don't know who I am, I don

"Old man Liu, are you in the mood to bring a new apprentice?"

"Hmm......" Liu Laohan seemed silent, ignoring the inquiries of people on the road with a bit of flattery.

Walk on the street, nothing but nothing, peace and stability, and then there are east and west, north and south gates, there are gatehouses, inside the tablet is enshrined, acacia wood, painted silver, on the book: Fenghe Yingling.

The Fenghe River is the name of this town.

Three sticks of incense, there are black smoke wrapped up and down, and the yin soldiers wearing armor can be faintly seen smoking.

Xu Changqing knew that what the Yin soldiers were sucking was actually the power of faith.

In essence, Liu Laohan's approach is the same as his use of social power to suppress yin spirits and evil spirits, so that they can restore their sanity and drive them.

It's just that he has the kind of dominance and says nothing, and this kind of interactive transaction has a stronger meaning.

Many people have a misunderstanding, or are misled: I am sandalwood, pray to the gods and worship the Buddha to use it to see more effect, I am ambergris, even the gods can't keep seducing to suck two sips......

First of all, gods are not fodder ghosts.

Then, begging grandpa to tell grandma, the problem that can't be solved by offering ten thousand gold, the gods will help solve it by offering three incense sticks, and the gods will not be so cheap.

The real problem is not the incense itself, but the power of faith attached to it, the burning of charms, the burning of incense, this action is also very important, with a scientific understanding, through combustion, some energy in the substance is released.

Therefore, the reliable practice is to be sincere and pure, make your own incense, and offer incense without that condition, such incense is effective, even if it is two cents a handful, it is stronger than the so-called sandalwood and ambergris.

And Liu Laohan used the grass incense that the people in the town worshipped.

Through the rituals, the beliefs of the people of the town are associated with the offerings, which infect them day and night. As soon as this incense is burned, the corresponding Yin Spirit can gain the power of faith.

This power can reduce their messy time, allowing them to have a clear mind and more time to get down to business. For example, spiritual practice.

Without such help, you have to rely on yourself to carry the erosion of turbidity. Since there is no physical body, the interaction between energies is easier, and the erosion of turbidity forces is everywhere, which is bound to have an impact on self-awareness.

After patrolling the streets and sacrificing the heroes of the Quartet, the two returned to Liu Laohan's hut.

Generally speaking, this is the work of the next night, and there is not much time to use force, otherwise this work will be too dangerous, and a few lives will not be able to withstand the three days of two head fights.

However, the world is not at peace these days. According to Liu Laohan's statement: Not all villages and towns are like Fenghe Town, which takes care of personnel and ghost affairs in an orderly manner. Not to mention the external disaster.

"Yulin Town destroyed the town a few days ago, and there are internal causes and external troubles. You have to have the heart to serve this bowl of rice, forgetting the war will be dangerous, you have to keep this in mind, and you must work hard to learn some skills. As he spoke, he tossed him a yellowed thread-bound book.

After he caught it, he looked at the name by the lamplight, and saw that it read "Ghost Notes" written on it.

Four-fifths of the book is cognitive. For example, how ghosts are formed, what are the taboos, what are the habits, and so on.

The remaining fifth, is dry goods. Yin text, this article is no more than a thousand words, and he gives thirty-two likes.

It's still the same sentence: There are 10,000 volumes of fake Fa books, which are not as good as the three or five words of the true Fa. This Yin script, like Hanyu Pinyin, uses an ingenious method to achieve the purpose of reading certain texts, and as long as it can be read, the meaning is naturally understandable.

So it was indeed a technique, a tool for learning, and he tried to decipher the words on his shirt and armor, and it worked. I couldn't help but rejoice in my heart, thinking that after I went back, Xianju Nawen might as well use this method to interpret it.

"Sure enough, I can't do it, there is too much wisdom of predecessors, which needs to be inherited, if you want to look far, you have to climb first, and the wisdom of your predecessors is high."

The other techniques are relatively ordinary, in his opinion, to deal with yin and evil, it is good to use yang power,-for-tat, whether it works or not, it is immediate, never ink.

This night was relatively peaceful, patrolling three times a night, midnight, three o'clock, dawn, taking a walk, incense, these are the two things.

After dawn, Liu Laohan took him around the outside of the town, with mountains in the east, rivers in the west, deserts in the north, and wilderness in the south.

Liu Laohan told him that he didn't need to look at these farmland and vegetable sheds or anything, and at night, outside the city was a ghost land, except for the existence of the four characteristics of mountains, rivers and deserts, nothing else was right.

It was in the process of understanding these that he learned that the grave in Fenghe Town was neither in his own field nor in a special cemetery, but in the town, with the owner upstairs and the ghost living under the soil. As for the ground, it is human during the day and ghost at night.

is so weird, and there is no way to be forced, in the words of Liu Laohan: "The ghost world is in chaos, robbing the strong men at every turn, destroying the village, the ghosts are not living, and people are also affected." ”

He asked if he had ever heard of Yama, the Thick Earth, the City God, and impermanence.

Liu Laohan asked rhetorically: "What are you talking about?" ”

As soon as he heard this, he knew that there was no need to talk deeply about it.

In the afternoon, he was woken up while sleeping, and when he went out, he found Liu Laohan smoking dry tobacco at the gate of the courtyard, and it was the townspeople who were arguing, who gathered in front of the official office and quarreled over a notice.

If you listen carefully, it turns out that you are arguing about the number of personnel. The apportionment task from the county is very dangerous, and no one wants to go.

"I'll go. Serving this bowl of rice, such a thing is rarely encountered, it requires blessing and good luck, and it needs to be bold and careful. In fact, he wanted to repay the kindness of teaching the Fa. Originally, he had worked for a few days to scrape together enough food and left. But Liu Laohan treated him well, and there is a method like Yin script, so this cause and effect is a bit big, and now it is an opportunity to return the cause and effect.

Liu Laohan took a few puffs of cigarette when he heard this, and took him into the official office.

It was still the same mustache, and soon after, a name was entered on the town's roster: Tian Zhuangzhuang.

As long as he can come back this time, he will be an official townsman of Fenghe Town in the future, and he will have his own share of fields, and in view of his work at night, the townspeople will cultivate it for him.

It's still the same outfit, but with an oil-paper umbrella and a cloak, and there are four red letters written on the umbrella: Ping An Insurance.

The three jumpers bumped south for more than half an hour and arrived at the county seat. The ancient city, the city wall is thick, and the north gate is engraved with two big characters: Fengjiang, full of ancient meaning.

The assembly place was at the gates of the city.

When a man who was a hanger saw Xu Changqing, he shouted loudly: "Is there no one in your Fenghe Town, let a freshly weaned baby come."

Xu Changqing grabbed a bag of grain from the grain cart next to him with one hand and threw it over, although the man caught the grain packet, he was smashed into a lot of rice and fell on his back to the sky.

People look sideways.

"Your uncle, you are born with divine powers!"

The forty-year-old man in the uniform glanced at Xu Changqing and said, "The people from Fenghe Town are good this time. ”

Xu Changqing observed carefully, only to find that these turtle exorcists from various villages and towns were really diverse and had their own characteristics.

Soon after, two more tripods arrived, and there were forty-three people.

The man in uniform spoke, probably meaning that there is a demon man, Yulin, Pingliang, the two towns have been finished, and now I got the news that the demon is hiding in the valley west of Dashuwan Town, this time it is to capture the demon, and if it can't be done, he will be killed.

There were more than 30 people from the city and people from the county. But these people can't deal with people, but they can't deal with ghosts. Therefore, it is necessary for these forty-three people to use their own local methods to disperse or destroy the ghosts.

The county distributed three things, a red flag, a gas mask, a bag of dry food, including a small gourd of soju, five breads, and a handful of jerky.

After a bowl of wine, the three-jumper convoy set off in a mighty way.