As it got completely dark, the number of people in my family gradually began to increase, and the people of Manmei, Second Wife, Uncle Li Nuo, and Uncle Li Wenbin came to my house one after another. They all knew Li Nuo's situation, and they also knew that they were going to ask her for the blessing of the heavenly officials tonight, so they came to take a look, of course, not exactly to see the excitement, but mainly to be a companion.

This is the custom in the countryside, usually when someone's family has something to do, people who are close to each other usually come and sit with them at night.

In order not to delay the time, after eating dinner and cleaning up, Sister Yun took Li Nuo upstairs and began to coax her to sleep, the little guy is still young, and things like sleeping pills can't be used indiscriminately, so it's best to put her to sleep. Sister Yun got up early in the morning with a small thing, and the family tried to coax and play all day, not letting her take a nap, in fact, to sleep well at night.

The little milk baby was already sleepy, so this was naturally effective, and when eating, Yuan Jinzhu deliberately fed Li Nuo a few drops of red wine, which may have played a little sleep aid at this time, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep and make a slight snoring sound.

Then Sister Yun hugged her and went downstairs again lightly and came to the hall.

I have made all the preparations, the eight immortals in the hall have placed the rice shengzi on the table, a pair of large candles are inserted, a knife of paper is placed next to it, three sticks of incense, and three meat and three vegetarian offerings are placed in front of it, waiting for Sister Yun to carefully put people into the cradle car in front of the table of the eight immortals, and after waiting for a while, Xiao Li Nuo is still asleep, and there is no sign of being woken up, so he lights the incense candles in turn, symbolically burns some paper money, and finally picks up the heavenly official blessing map placed on the table, ready to start.

The god of heavenly officials and blessings is different from the gods who usually suppress demons, and today is the more important Shangyuan Festival of Taoism, so the sense of ritual still needs to be more exquisite.

Gently put the Heavenly Official Blessing Diagram on Li Nuo's body, stared at her pink and tender little face for half a minute, and saw that he slept peacefully and was not affected, so he took a light breath, bit his finger and used blood to enlighten the soul on the diagram.

The cradle car was bought by the way before I went home, my mother bought it when they bought New Year's goods, in her words, even if Xiao Nuonuo didn't take long, when we have children, it can still be used, and let me hurry up a little time, of course, Zhang Xiaowei was not there when I said this.

I don't know why, but after the enlightenment, I started to get a little nervous.

Speaking of which, although the number of times I have used the Rong Diagram is not much, it is far from the period of "novices on the road", and even the evil diagram of "Wutong Xishen Diagram", which is purely used to kill people, has been used, so I really shouldn't feel nervous anymore.

When I turned my head to look, I found that my mother Zhang Xiaowei and the others were more or less nervous, especially Sister Yun, and they immediately reacted.

In the past, no matter how to toss, it was used on outsiders, and there was no time limit constraint on the special spiritual map of the blessing of the heavenly officials, success or failure for me, that is, to draw another one, and to top the sky is luck to get home, how to draw in a day can not attract spirits, and it is not a matter of not charging money to pay people, so naturally there is not much pressure.

But when it comes to Li Nuo, who is currently the youngest in the family, the situation is completely different, so it is normal to be nervous, and it is strange not to be nervous.

However, what I didn't see was that the more I worried about something at the critical time, the more I would come, and the blessing map of the heavenly officials painted for Li Nuo this time failed to ......

In the slightly nervous gaze, time passed minute by minute, and soon five minutes passed, but the Heavenly Official Blessing Diagram, which was spread flat on the cradle cart and covered Li Nuo's body like a quilt, only revealing a small face, did not show any signs of success in attracting spirits.

Although I was always a little nervous at first, in fact, I didn't really think about failure, after all, I was very sure that the painting was successful, and there were no mistakes that would lead to failure, and the materials added to the ink were also complete, and today was the day when the Emperor of Heaven went down to inspect the world, so as long as there were no mistakes, the probability of failure to attract spirits was negligible.

It has been several years since he officially stepped into the Yin and Yang line as the successor of the painting spirit, and I dare not say more, but I still have this confidence.

It wasn't until the time was approaching ten minutes that I still didn't feel the slightest change in the Heavenly Official's blessing map, and I gradually began to panic.

What's going on, how can a good one fail?

Frowning slightly, looking at the Heavenly Official Blessing Diagram on Xiao Linuo's body without the slightest movement, I only felt that my whole body began to heat up, and my palms and foreheads began to sweat.

It shouldn't be! I'm pretty sure I didn't draw it wrong, and I didn't use the wrong material, and now that it's dark, it's easier to succeed when the sun god is introduced, and there is no shortage of rituals, so how can you ...... Failed?

When ten minutes had elapsed, and the heavenly officials had blessed the picture, but there was still no sign of spiritual possession, I finally gave up all illusions completely and confirmed that the picture I had drawn had indeed failed.

What to do?

Ignoring the needless self-blame and chagrin, wiping the sweat from my forehead and soaking the roots of my hair, I began to nervously think about how to end it, or rather, how to make up for it.

You know, now it's just past nine o'clock, to the twelve hours of the day, the last "Hai time", this is the last hour of the day, but also the time period with the highest success rate of the Yang God, once it has passed eleven o'clock, into the "child time" of the alternation of today and tomorrow, it will be the heaviest time of the Yin Qi, the success rate of the Yang God is not high, the key is that at that time, even if the heavenly officials can be attracted again, because of the deadline of the fifteenth day of the first month, it has entered tomorrow, resulting in a great reduction in the effect.

This is a result that is difficult for me to accept no matter what, and I have waited for half a year, in order to change the last few hours of today, and no one will be able to accept it.

But such an important thing was messed up by me?

Sister Yun and Zhang Xiaowei have both seen me draw a spiritual map to guide the spirit with their own eyes, and they have not moved at all after more than ten minutes, so they naturally guessed the result, and although my mother has seen them less often and is not familiar with them, they can also see the results from my face.

On the contrary, Yuan Jinzhu, who knew the most about it, looked calm and disapproving at this time, as if he already knew that I would fail when he evaluated the image "ghost painting symbol" I drew during the day.

It is now past nine o'clock, and it is obviously impossible to draw a picture of the blessing of the heavenly officials again before eleven o'clock, with less than two hours left, and even if the time is relaxed by another hour, with twelve o'clock as the deadline, it is still very difficult.

"It's okay, Nuo Nuo is still young, not this year and next year, so it's not a big deal, my sister has already figured it out, if you can't give Nuo Nuo the best effect, it may be ...... It's really her life, no wonder you, after all, you're usually fine, but there is a problem at this time......" Seeing that I looked serious and frowned, Sister Yun, who had already determined the result in her heart, walked up to me and comforted me softly, looking at Xiao Li Nuo, who was still asleep, with a complicated expression.

I was stunned for a moment, and then came to my senses.

I don't believe in this thing, and even if it's true, I don't plan to admit it honestly.

Isn't this one a failure? Draw another one, what's the big deal!

People's potential is squeezed out, and I haven't done anything like drawing pictures in a hurry, since I have been able to accomplish the same seemingly impossible things before, this time I can naturally do it!

Lifting it in one breath, the person suddenly became much calmer, no longer as nervous and confused as just now, a mess, and only the idea of drawing another one before eleven o'clock was left in his mind, and he said to Sister Yun that it was okay, and after going to draw another one, he was ready to go upstairs and draw again.

However, what I didn't expect at all was that at this moment, the old man who had been in the yard before, chatting with his grandfather around the charcoal brazier, and didn't care about it at all, suddenly walked in, looked at Xiao Li Nuo, who was still asleep, and ordered softly: "Go and take the things down, I'll paint." ”

I was slightly stunned, and then I was overjoyed, and without saying a word, I nodded and hurriedly walked out of the door, trotting up to the second floor.

It's not that I didn't think about asking the old man to make a move, personally help Xiao Li Nuo, and draw this picture of the blessing of the heavenly officials that is very important to the little things, in fact, after he returned with Yuan Jinzhu, I moved this idea, after all, although the actual effect is not much different, but the old man personally took action, it must be better.

What made me change my mind and decide to do it myself was what the old man said on the morning of the 30th, when the cemetery where Liao Yuting was originally buried, was drenched in snow and roasted on fire.

Since the old man intended to let me exercise well, I could no longer rely on him for everything.

When Yan Puppet left from Sister Yun's house, the words he said to me with a high-minded and contemptuous attitude are still vivid, and it has made me really feel for the first time that the huge gap between myself and these real monsters and powers is that I should sharpen and improve myself, and if I can't learn a little kung fu, I don't know the idea of going around and stirring up fire, so I naturally have to practice hard while the old man is here.

The old man wants to show his hand in person, which means that Xiao Linuo's affairs have been 100% guaranteed, and there is no need to worry about anything, the key is that I have been for a long time, I have not seen the old man draw a spiritual map, and even strictly speaking, I have never seen him, and he has drawn a picture that really attracts the spirit, even if I had some achievements when I was a child, and when I started to practice, the old man only stayed on the side to guide, and never really played in front of me, and now I am finally going to show my hand, how can I not like it?

This is a valuable opportunity to learn a lot of experience, and I can also get to know how big the gap is between me and the old man, so that Yuan Rotten, who was originally full of curiosity about my spiritual map, after following him for just over a month, he no longer looks down on the picture I draw, and directly evaluates that this is not called a painting, but a ghost drawing.

However, what I never expected was that the real gap was far greater than I imagined, so big that it almost completely subverted what I had learned for more than ten years......

Returned to the room to take down the things, re-entered the hall, the offerings and incense candles on the table of the Eight Immortals, have all been taken away, the table has been vacated, the old man is slightly closed, standing at the head of the table of the Eight Immortals, waiting for me to place the tray of pen, ink and inkstone, motioning for me to bring some water into the water bowl, then gently waved my hand to let me retreat.

After laying the rice paper and holding it with a paperweight, he took out the things in the tray one by one and placed them, handed the tray to me and took it away, the old man picked up the inkstone, sank it into the water bowl and filled it with water, slowly poured water into the inkstone with one hand, and picked up the ink ingot with the other hand and began to grind the ink.

In the whole process, his movements are very gentle, the water flowing from the mouth of the inkstone pot is like a trickle in his hands, not urgent, not slow, flowing into the inkstone, in the process of gently rubbing the ink ingot back and forth, gradually turning into ink, as if integrated with the inkstone itself, under the illumination of the overhead light, reflecting the black and translucent light.

Just by grinding ink, I knew that the gap between me and the old man was indeed not small. I have always focused more on drawing, and I don't pay much attention to the grinding of ink, although under the influence of the old man, I can be regarded as cultivating a bit of heart, but I have never been able to get this kind of charm that is not in a hurry or slow, and is integrated with the utensils in my hands.

In other words, I know what the process of grinding ink looks like, and I know that it is far from being able to reach the level of an old man, which makes people look pleasing to the eye.

Gradually, the water poured into the inkstone was enough, so the old man gently put down the inkstone, and the right hand holding the ink ingot still maintained its original movement and speed, and was not affected by the movement of the left hand.

Next, the old man's movements began to change little by little in a direction that I was not familiar with, or even felt unfamiliar.

According to the process I am familiar with, after stopping pouring water into the inkstone, it is the process of adding the corresponding special materials to the ink, grinding it finely and grinding evenly, and completely integrating it into the ink, but what I didn't expect was that the old man completely ignored the special materials needed to paint the blessing map of the heavenly officials such as Taoist blood, cinnabar, and sandalwood that were put aside, but the action of grinding the ink did not stop, and he raised his left hand, which had broken his middle finger at some point, squeezed three drops of blood, and added it to the thick black ink.

Add your own blood at this time? I couldn't help but raise my brow, and I realized that things were starting to be different from what I was familiar with.

You know, except for some such as "Erlang Zhenjun Bestows God Map", which needs to be briefly integrated into the drawing of the spirit person, there is usually no need to add your own blood when studying ink, only when you don't have much confidence in the picture to be drawn, you need to use this step to express your pious heart, and this is all in the final spirit introduction, you will use your own blood to enlighten the spirit.

And the old man started to add his own blood to it, which has undoubtedly broken my cognition for more than ten years.

The most important thing is that the old man has never looked at the materials used by the Yang Guiding God from beginning to end, and he can't see the slightest hint of adding these things, which is undoubtedly contrary to the knowledge he has taught me over the years.

"Don't you really plan to add these things, old man? At his level, he doesn't need these things? ”

In confusion, the old man quickly completed the process of grinding ink, put down the ink ingot, stopped moving, closed his eyes slightly, and stilled.

At this moment, I clearly felt that the temperament shown by the old man began to become different.