Bao Youcheng looked at his watch: "Ten ...... Three or four hours, how do you feel now, are you awake? ”

I rubbed my temples and said "it's ok".

Bao Yong smiled and told me to go to the living room to copy the book.

When I followed him to the living room, I saw two old books on the coffee table in the middle of the room, which were almost out of line, and the book cover was covered with a thin layer of loess, and the titles of the books were not written on them.

I couldn't help frowning: "Which is "Shiyangzhi" and which is "Luban Book"?" ”

Bao Youyou grabbed the small pestle at the door of the bedroom, walked to the coffee table and sat down, and then he took out a paper and pen from his backpack and said, "I can't tell which one is which one now, you can know who is who when you copy it." ”

I sat across from him, picked up a book, opened the cover, and found that the paper inside had turned yellow and brittle, but if I were not careful, it would have been easy to tear the old paper.

"Where did you find them?" I carefully placed the book on the coffee table and asked if the bag was useful.

Bao Yong smiled and said, "These two books are all hidden in the widow's house. One of the beams on the roof of her house is empty, and both books are hidden in it, if I am not mistaken, the husband of the widow Wang should be the descendant of the maritime merchant surnamed Ma. ”

I took a notebook in my hand, and said while thinking: "Listen to Chen Dabang, Widow Wang's husband seems to be a descendant of Lu Ban." ”

Bao Youyou handed me a pen: "Anyone who makes a living from carpentry work can be regarded as the descendants of Luban." Speaking of which, this maritime merchant surnamed Ma is very interesting, after the Qing Dynasty was forced to open the sea to trade under the pressure of the foreign powers, he spent all his family resources to go to the sea to find a living, and before this Zhi, he was actually a carpenter with very good craftsmanship, and it is said that he also made furniture for the Qing Dynasty royal family. ”

This can be matched with Chen Dabang's statement, Chen Dabang did say before that the husband of the widow Wang was born in a family of craftsmen, and their ancestors also gave things to the Qing Imperial Court.

At this time, Bao Youyou had already opened another book and copied it intently, and I didn't gossip anymore and started copying the book.

The book in my hand should be the "Ten Oceans" left by Zheng He back then, which records a lot of astrological knowledge related to navigation, as well as the customs and customs of many small coastal countries, medicine and witchcraft, and the most recorded of them is all kinds of witchcraft.

Speaking of which, foreign witchcraft and our commonly used Taoist techniques, when they are performed, they all use their own mental power to mobilize the heaven and earth Daqi, but when we cast the spells, we mainly extract the Qi field directly from the outside world.

For example, there is a small tribe of witches who often mix scorpions, centipedes, and other insects and pound them into pieces in stone mortars, and on the last lunar month of each year, he leads his people into a tomb underneath to make sacrifices, and before going to the tomb, he touches the pieces on the forehead of each of his followers, and tells his followers that it is a sign of respect for the ancestors to rub these things on their foreheads, so that the ancestors will not blame them for entering the tomb without permission.

If you don't wipe this kind of debris on your forehead when you go to the grave, you are likely to encounter misfortune.

And everyone who has encountered an accident has a similar experience, that is, after entering the tomb, they suddenly feel a chill in their backs, and then they see terrifying visions, some of which will kill each other because of the illusions, and some people will be paralyzed and fall to the ground.

Most of the people who killed each other did not see the sun the next day, and those who collapsed, although some were eventually rescued, most of them died that night, and some of them woke up the next day and became insane.

In the eyes of the locals, these people who have suffered bad luck have been punished by their ancestors for being disrespectful to their ancestors.

When I read this paragraph, I immediately realized that these people were not punished in any way, but were killed by the ghosts in the tombs.

Like scorpions, centipedes are poisonous, most of them are yang poison, with a strong yang energy, mash this insect into minced pieces, and wait until the toxin volatilizes clean, it can become a good medicine to drive away yin and ward off evil spirits.

But in order for such a medicinal powder to really work, the Great Witch must have injected his own mental power into it, but the book says that the Great Witch does not succeed every time, and sometimes, even if his followers erase such things, something will happen.

This is because everyone's physique is different, the proportion of yin and yang qi on the body is different, some people are born easy to attract ghosts, even if they smear the powder is useless, some people are born with yang fire more vigorous than ordinary people, and it is difficult for ordinary ghosts to get close.

I feel that Zheng He is probably a man of the Tao, because he explicitly mentions the word "mindfulness" in the book.

The original words were: "The flow of witchcraft is mostly based on mental power, and they also think that the three-day emperor gives the law, and uses the body of ordinary people to receive extraordinary power." ”

The meaning of this sentence is that most people like wizards and mages think that the telekinesis in their bodies is a special kind of magic, and they think that it is the Three Days Emperor who has endowed them with his own power, giving them extraordinary abilities that surpass ordinary people.

The Three Emperors here should be some kind of god that the locals believed, or the general name of the gods that Zheng He believed in the Western countries.

I don't know what kind of mood Zheng He was in when he wrote these words, I only know that the seriousness of the earthly people, the power of mind is a strange power from the gift of heaven.

This also seems to mean that Western jurisprudence and Middle-earth jurisprudence have two completely different systems.

In the "Chronicles of the Ten Oceans", the records of various types of witchcraft can be said to be extremely detailed, which records a kind of medicinal powder prepared with a mandala with blood nourishment, dog treasure, and twelve other Chinese herbs, which the locals call "Hehua Rub", and Zheng He gave this medicine a half-transliterated name: Qi Hesan.

The book says that this kind of qi can not only cure malaria and seasickness of the crew, but also consolidate the qi of the five internal organs and block the evil qi from the outside world to a certain extent.

As soon as I saw this medicine, I couldn't help but have fun in my heart, thinking that when I took Li Huaishan to those places with a strong evil spirit in the future, I would give him some of this medicine in advance.

However, I also know that if Li Huaishan wants to resist the evil spirit of the outside world, he mainly has to rely on his own cultivation, and in the next period of time, my main task is also to urge him to practice well.

In addition to the text, the "Chronicles of the Ten Oceans" is also interspersed with a variety of illustrations, some of which are feng shui geographical maps of small Western countries, and some of which depict some formations and runes in Western witchcraft.

I can ignore the mountains, rivers, and trees, but I must copy the formations and runes.

People's runes are different from what we usually see, our runes here are mainly words and simple patterns, but the runes that have been circulated in ancient Western countries are many totems with complex structures.

And then the problem becomes.

I can't say I'm versatile, but in the end I'm a normal person, dancing and singing on weekdays, and I can also use instruments like guitar and accordion, but I also have a big weakness - drawing.

What I draw can be described as "anxious", because you can't tell what I'm drawing.

I remember when I was about the first or second year of high school, once it was our group's turn to make a blackboard report, and the team leader didn't know my bottom line, so he asked me to draw, and I didn't talk nonsense, I drew a pig in the most inconspicuous corner of the blackboard with a stroke of a big pen, and others thought I drew a dog.

This is a great encouragement for me, at least I am drawing an animal, and others think that I am drawing an animal, and that is enough, whether it is a pig or a dog, it makes no difference to me.

I tried to draw the runes on the book, but after drawing several in a row, I was so satisfied that I had to tear them up and start over.

It's not that I'm wasting paper, I'm really worried that once I leave the thing I drew with my own hands in the book, and I read too much of it, I forget what the original version looks like.

Bao Youyou heard the sound of me tearing paper, glanced up at me, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

I sighed, "Draw runes." ”

Bao Yong looked at the "Ten Oceans" placed in the center of the coffee table, grabbed a piece of waste paper that I had just torn apart, unfolded it and looked at it, and then glared at me with a look of astonishment: "Your painting is too bad!" Originally, they were two snakes with their heads and tails connected, and if you look at what you painted, it looks like that. ”

I asked him, "What?" ”

Bao Yong frowned: "I can't describe it, it doesn't look like a human thing anyway." ”

After speaking, he also picked up his notebook, flipped through two pages, pointed to a building structure drawing on the notebook, and said prominently: "Look, this is the gap." ”

I glanced at him and continued to look down and draw my runes.

I listened to Bao Youyou and said: "Forget it, you don't want to draw, you will be empty when you encounter the picture, and I will help you draw it later." ”

I raised my head to look at him: "I didn't expect you to be a kind person, but how do I think that you are not such a person." ”

Bag useful: "I'm not such a person? So what kind of person am I? ”

I smiled: "You, I can't say it, but I think it's like your temperament is quite like the boss of the black X society and the rich man." ”

Bao Yong couldn't listen anymore: "Yes, don't hurt me." I'll just say it bluntly, I can help you draw these paintings in the book, but I have one condition. ”

After holding the pen for a long time and copying the book, my brain was also a little stiff, so I simply threw the gel pen aside, moved my fingers, and said to the bag: "I know that you must have additional conditions." ”

Bao Yong looked a little unhappy: "I said, counting this time, it seems that the two of us have only met three times, look at what you mean, do you think that you have eaten me thoroughly or what?" ”

I grinned, "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's talk about it, what do you want me to do?" ”

(End of chapter)