Meditate and meditate on your right wrist, and faintly feel a halo of light around it.

Streams of weak energy are on it, like tiny electric currents stimulating the skin. My mind moved, could this energy be left over from the psychic bracelet?

I tried to connect with these currents and channel them into my skin.

A small electric current attaches to the wrist and circles rapidly, as if countless asteroids are orbiting the sun. I was obsessed with it at this time, constantly debugging, constantly observing, and completely forgetting myself.

I've found that in order for this current to not go away, I have to keep calling on my own energy to supply it. It's a bit of putting the cart before the horse, what it was supposed to give me energy is now completely reversed. However, I didn't resist or doubt, these small currents are probably the residual energy left by the psychic bracelet, it has helped me many times, and now it is also willing and reasonable to feed back.

Supplied with energy from my body, these small currents quickly rotated around my wrist, and in a short time, they were arranged and combined into some gold-like symbols or words. I can't see with my eyes closed, but I can perceive it through my mind, and image it directly in my brain.

These strange characters are beautifully structured, wonderful, and have an indescribable ancient charm contained in them, constantly flickering and swimming in my right hand.

I didn't dare to let it disappear, but I was preoccupied with it, and I used all my spiritual power to support it. The characters slowly landed on the skin of the right wrist, and there was a tingling sensation that could not be described, as if to tattoo the characters on the wrist.

I held my breath as if I were watching an invisible tattoo artist tattooing these characters, one by one, on his body.

Just when he was immersed in it, suddenly a looming black line appeared in his body, like a strange dragon coming out along the heart, crossing his arm and rushing straight to the wrist of his right hand. I subconsciously felt that it was dangerous, and I must not let these golden characters infect this black line, so I quickly disturbed my mind and opened my eyes.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, the black line was quickly sucked back into his heart. For a moment, I felt very uncomfortable, there was a foreign body crawling in my meridians, my heart was cramping, my stomach was also uncomfortable, there were a lot of things coming up from my throat, and my mouth was full of them.

I couldn't help it, I opened my mouth with a "wow" sound, and squirted out everything in my mouth, thinking it was a meal at night, but after I vomited it, it was a puff of red rain all over the sky, and the spots fell on the ground and the opposite wall, I was suddenly stupid, and I vomited blood.

I was a little confused, I couldn't believe that this was the truth, I didn't believe that I saw it with my own eyes, I, how could I vomit blood?

I shuddered, and intense fear penetrated my whole body. I stumbled out of bed and slammed into the bedroom across from me, knocking on the door. After a while, the door opened, and Li Damin came out in a wheelchair, rubbing his worried eyes and asking what was wrong.

I pushed his wheelchair to the bedroom, and he was very surprised to see the blood all over the wall, and looked at me, "Is it yours?" ”

"I vomited blood just now." I sat in my chair in a daze.

"W-how?" Li Damin was also a little confused.

I looked up at him, "Damin, am I not going to live long?" ”

Li Damin came over in a wheelchair: "Don't think about it, what's going on?" Are you sick? ”

My face turned pale, I took out the paper from the paper drawer and wiped my mouth, it was really the six gods without the master, and asked casually, "What disease can vomit blood?" ”

"Tuberculosis." Li Damin said.

I slammed my thigh: "Tuberculosis!" I know. Mr. Fan has had tuberculosis, and I have also dealt with the disease in his body, could it be the ghost caused by the disease? ”

Li Damin frowned: "Even if tuberculosis vomits blood, it is not such a vomiting method, it has been performed on TV, at most it is a handkerchief." You're good, you're in time to cut your wrists, and you're spraying everywhere. I still have to find an acquaintance to clean it up, or outsiders will think that I have broken up someone's body. ”

"I'm like this, can you be kinder?" I was furious, "I'll clean it up for you!" ”

"It's all easy to say," Li Damin thought for a while and said, "That's it, let's go to the hospital early tomorrow morning and diagnose your disease first." By the way, is the ritual of summoning Meng Po the day after tomorrow still going on? ”

"Do!" I was furious: "I have to do it even if I die!" ”

Li Damin nodded and said Okay, listen to you.

The two of us didn't feel sleepy, sitting in the living room, Li Damin observed me from time to time, afraid that I would vomit blood again. Strange to say, I don't have the feeling I had just now, and my mental state has recovered a bit.

I've told you what happened to prayamana.

Li Damin touched his chin suspiciously, thinking about what was going on. I wondered, "Could it be that you have gone mad?" ”

Li Damin shook his head, "Impossible." You haven't reached the level of skill, and at the moment you are only meditating and vipassana, and you don't even have the mind and realm, and you are talking about what kind of demonic and what kind of fire you are talking about. The golden words on your wrist are easy to explain, that is, the residual energy of the psychic bracelet, the key is the black line hidden in your heart, which is very strange and dangerous. ”

"It's not normal anyway," I calmed down now, walking around the house, "this thing is too disturbing, when did this black line get in?" Do you think it's going to be a night sky? ”

"It's useless to guess, wait until dawn to go to the hospital for a check-up." Li Damin persuaded me.

The two of us were chatting, I was smoking a cigarette, and I personally didn't feel like tuberculosis, so it didn't matter if I smoked or not. At eight o'clock, Li Damin accompanied me to a nearby hospital. After a series of examinations, blood tests and urine tests, chest X-ray and CT, everything was normal, and the possibility of tuberculosis was basically ruled out.

As long as it wasn't this malignant disease, I breathed a sigh of relief, and now the focus of my suspicion fell on the mysterious black line, which was hidden in my heart, and I couldn't see anything abnormal for a while, but after all, it was like a fish in my throat.

Li Damin doesn't have a good way, let's discuss it and wait until tomorrow after summoning Meng Po.

After tossing and turning in the hospital for most of the day, and going home at night to rest early, I wanted to try Vipassana on my right wrist again, but I was afraid that the black line would be drawn out again, and I would vomit blood and not sleep well in the middle of the night, which would affect tomorrow's rhamma.

It's not in a hurry, when I finish summoning Meng Po and know how to save my mother, I'll free up my hands and slowly pick up the rest.

The night passed, and when it was a big day, I couldn't practice the Dharma during the day, so I helped Li Damin clean up the entire living room first, lifted the sofa to the side, moved a long table, and spread a red tablecloth, which was the shrine offering table.

The candles, lanterns, and yellow knife paper that he bought were a mess, and a table full of them was set up according to Li Damin's instructions. Li Damin told me that the seven-lamp method was used to summon Meng Po. There are a total of seven ever-bright lanterns, the middle of which is dedicated to the dragon's reverse scales, and he will handle the specific process of practice.

We waited in the living room, and as the minutes ticked by, I was so nervous and my heart was pounding that I couldn't sit still and walk around the room.

At nine o'clock at night, Li Damin asked me to turn off all the lights inside and outside the house, and the living room was pitch black. He took the lighter and put on the seven lanterns one by one, and the room was very dark, only the seven small flames were flickering and burning.

Li Damin asked me to sit on the side and come back when I was called. He slid his wheelchair to the altar of the offering table, lowered his head and whispered, then picked up the small piece of scales on the table and lit it with a lighter. The scales burned, and puffs of white smoke came out, and the smoke was steaming, which could be seen clearly in the dark room.

I was very nervous, my palms were sweaty, and I was thinking a lot of messy things in my head, if I could really invite Meng Po, could she tell my mother what was going on? Besides, if you don't come, according to the saying that you don't sleep, you can gather ten to see Meng Po, and now there is only such a small fragment, will it be successful?

There are so many distractions now, and I can barely breathe when I am nervous. At this time, in the dark, Li Damin said: "Lin Cong, you go to the back room and bring the rice paper on the wardrobe." ”

I didn't understand what he meant, so I did as he wanted. When I went to the inner room, I stepped on a chair and found a roll of rice paper on top of the large wardrobe.

I hurriedly took the rice paper to the living room, and Li Damin asked me to pull out a large piece of rice paper, and then unfold it all and glue it to the wall with tape.

I did as he said, and Li Damin asked me to take a lantern and put it next to this piece of rice paper. In the darkness, the faint light of the fire shone brightly, reflecting a large shadow on the dark gray rice paper.

This large piece of rice paper, against the backdrop of firelight, looks like a shadow puppet screen, as if some kind of movie is going to be staged.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared, and in the center of the rice paper, in the shadow of the firelight, a small spot of light appeared.

This spot of light slowly became larger, and I didn't look carefully at first, but when it got bigger and bigger, I realized that it was a Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue is sitting cross-legged, with unclear eyebrows and eyes, and facial features that seem to be absent, and I immediately recognize that it is Meng Po!

The summoning was successful?!

Underneath this Buddha statue, two words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing appeared, "why".

Li Damin said hurriedly: "Meng Po, Meng Po is here, hurry, ask quickly." ”

The Buddha statue on the rice paper is getting bigger and bigger, and the two characters below are also getting bigger.

"What, what do you mean?" I was so nervous that my brain went blank.

Li Damin said: "Mother Meng is asking you why you summoned her. ”