The Great Compassion Mantra engraved on beeswax? This is the first time I have heard of this, in the past, I often heard the old people chanting, saying that if the inscription on the Buddha beads is opened, it will become a magic weapon, which can keep peace. But seeing this piece of beeswax today is an eye-opener.

"This piece of beeswax itself is old, you look at this color, and then look at this brightness is worth a lot of money. Of course, if you only exchange a piece of beeswax for the stick in your hand, there will be some price drops. So, I'll have to talk about other benefits of this beeswax. "The beads were sold, and at this moment I finally saw clearly that the thing wrapped in the beeswax was like a small stone, but the stone looked a little like a child!

"Do you have a stone in this beeswax? Why do you look like a child? ”

I asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, that's where this object is really valuable. It's not a stone, it's just a child! ”

When Zhu Zizi said this, he immediately startled me. In the early years, I heard that there were people in Thailand who relied on dead babies to cast spells to make ghosts and sell them for money, which was very evil, could it be that this piece of beeswax in front of me was such an object?

"Little brother, why are you scared like this?" The bead also said a few words with a mockery.

I scolded in my heart: Oh my god, isn't this scary? He doesn't seem to be a normal person.

"It's also to blame for not making it clear, this is not the body of a child who really died. How could the corpse be wrapped in such a small piece of beeswax? It's the resentment of a dead child! As he spoke, he put the beeswax in the sunlight that penetrated into the room, but saw that the whole beeswax began to change after falling into the sunlight, at first it seemed that the beeswax gradually shone a little, and as time went by, the light on the beeswax became brighter and brighter, and finally the golden rays could be seen clearly in the sunlight. I squinted my eyes, I didn't want to close them even if they were stinging and uncomfortable, and I wanted to find a camera to capture such a magical scene.

The beads took the beeswax out of the sunlight and put it in front of me, and I saw a circle of great compassion spell engraved on the outside of the beeswax at this time, which was golden and magical. The resentment of the child wrapped in the beeswax has also changed slightly, and the bead said at this time: "This great compassion mantra was engraved by the monk and applied mana, in order to subdue the resentment in it. This child's resentment has a bit of a child's naughty heart, if you are good to it, it will naturally help you do things, it is an excellent object. You don't think about it? ”

This practice is actually similar to Thailand's raising ghosts, I am very resistant to this evil object, but I also grew up in the new China that the martyrs threw their heads and spilled their blood in exchange, even if there are some cleverness that is cheating and slippery, it is still very decent in the bones.

Seeing that I seemed reluctant, Zhu Zi smiled and put away the beeswax, and then picked up the bracelet of small leaf red sandalwood.

"This bracelet is left over from the Qing Dynasty, and you know the price of small leaf red sandalwood. However, this whole bracelet is actually an accessory made for this demon pestle. ”

I thought the beads were wrong, where are the Buddha beads used as accessories for small objects? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?

"You look up."

The bead turned the pestle in front of me, and I had never seen this shape before. Overall, it is similar to other demon slaying pestles, the only difference is that it has a strange pattern engraved on its face, which seems to be a totem.

"I think, you said this demon pestle is so godly, eighty percent because of this pattern on it, right?"

After seeing the beeswax just now, I learned a lot smarter, and pointed to the pattern and said.

"That's right! The above is the totem of the Fengba people, the sunset map of mountains and rivers. The beads carefully put the bracelet back.

In my impression, the real material of the demon pestle is generally in the Tibetan area, I once followed a few friends near the Shanghai City God Temple to see someone selling the magic pestle, quite large, looks like a big hammer. The demon pestle that casts the spell is a sharp weapon for driving away evil spirits. It is said that many Tibetan monks and living Buddhas will wear them.

But I haven't studied much in this area, and I've never looked closely at the patterns on it. I don't know what the origin of the Fengba people in Zhuzi's mouth is.

"You're afraid you don't know, do you?" Zhuzi saw my question and smiled, "But it's no wonder that you don't know, it's true that few people in Fengba know about it." They are not so much a people as a sect. According to the old legend, a hundred years ago, Tibetan ethnic minorities would select a gifted person from among the children of the group to send to the Fengba people every few years. Unlike the generations of living Buddhas, every Fengba person is a teacher, but each one is not reincarnated. They only cultivate the present, not the past and the future, but the magic power of every Fengba person is very superb. On the ritual vessels they used, they were all engraved with a totem of the Fengba people. This totem is called the sunset map of mountains and rivers, and if you look closely, it looks like a sunset falling from the sky, slowly burrowing into the mountains? ”

After Zhu Zi's explanation, I felt more and more that the demon slaying pestle just now had some artifact. It turned out to be a magic weapon with a great background, no wonder it needed to be matched with small leaf red sandalwood.

"Still, how do I know if your demon pestle is really useful or if it's nice?"

I deliberately provoked the other party.

Zhuzi smiled and lit a cigarette, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he put it next to the bracelet, and then I saw the smoke from his hand slowly drifting around the bracelet, but the smoke did not disperse, on the contrary, all the smoke condensed around the bracelet, and gradually piled up together. My eyes widened and I was speechless in astonishment, what seemed to be a smoke phenomenon revealed a mysterious feeling.

"How so?"

I asked in surprise.

"Smoke seeks Buddha, Buddha recites incense. Didn't Lao Hei tell you this? ”

After the bead finished speaking, he reached out and waved his hand, and the smoke cleared, and he put the bracelet back into the baggage.

Compared with the previous beeswax, I like the bracelet in front of me more, but the magic stick on my body is also magical, and the weight of both sides in my heart is about the same, so I am a little hesitant in my heart.

"What is this book?"

Since I couldn't choose it for a while, I simply turned the topic to the book. Zhuzi picked up the book, held it with both hands, looked very careful, and said: "This book is called "Strange Tales of the Mountains", I don't know the author, in fact, it should be written on the cover, but unfortunately, you also saw that the cover was half missing. Most of the back is gone. ”

It turned out to be a fragment, and there are many ancient books in China that are very valuable, but first of all, we must determine whether the book is valuable for historical research. If the person who writes the book is Wang Anshi, the value of the book is naturally different from that of ordinary Xiucai. Again, it is necessary to determine whether it is a unique book, if it has been passed down through the ages like the "Historical Records", and it is not a manuscript of the author himself, then the value is greatly reduced.

However, since the bead placed this fragment in the middle of these three things, it may indeed have its own uniqueness.

"The book is incomplete, and the language in it is obscure in many places. But......" said the bead, deliberately lengthening his voice, and seeing that I was coming, "everything written in it is true! ”

I didn't react for a while, but Zhuzi had carefully opened the book, I glanced at it a few times, and was taken aback, and the pages I saw were all recorded in the mountains and wild monsters, appearances, habits, and hobbies, like a well-recorded encyclopedia.

"Got it? This book is dedicated to recording where various yokai may be haunting, what they look like, and what their habits are. And the most precious thing is that this book records how to capture and how to refine these mountain spirits and wild monsters. For people like you and Lao Hei who are running around all year round and rely on catching ghosts and ghosts to eat. The value of this book is self-evident! ”

If people don't know the venom composition of poisonous snakes, they can't make serums, and I still understand this truth! If you want to understand their world, maybe this "Strange Tales of the Mountains" is the best stepping stone!

"Don't say I'm lying to you, there's also a record of 'Rubbing Cool' here, you can see for yourself."

He pointed to a page of the book and showed me that the record of the young 'Rubkur' was very similar to what I had seen, and it seemed that the credibility of the book was indeed not low!

"What's going on? I've shown you everything, do you like it? If we like, can we trade? ”

The beads rubbed their hands together, and their eyes glowed as they stared at my stick.

I have some hesitation in my heart, in fact, to put it bluntly, I am a little greedy, both things are good for me, if I have to give up the same, I really can't do it. Glancing at the beads on the other side, this guy seems to be quite talkative, and maybe he can get some benefit from him.

Thinking so in my heart, I smiled and said, "In this way, you exchange the bracelet and the book for my stick, if you want, I will exchange it with you!" ”

"What the hell!"

As soon as I said this, I didn't expect the beads to be in a hurry all of a sudden. My heart shook suddenly, and the other party's face immediately swelled with anger, obviously a little unhappy.