Chapter 22: Gossip Songs
The second master touched his chin: "If you don't say it, I'll forget about it." The Xiaohui you are talking about, is the surname Zhao? β
I nodded: "Her name is Zhao Yahui." β
"Then eight or nine are not far from ten," said the second master, "This archaeologist is also surnamed Zhao." But I suspect he's not an archaeologist at all, but a tomb robber. Don't care about it for now, you get the copper money back, and when his wife gives the commission, I will find a way to investigate him. Third! β
The second master raised his head and shouted upstairs, and the third master immediately peeked out of the window: "What's the matter?" β
"I'm going to go to the Soul Village this afternoon, and I'll leave it to you if I don't have to." The second master said: "He has a mission tonight, you teach him something for emergency use first." β
The third master closed the curtains, and not long after, he came to the workshop on the first floor.
I saw him holding a very old leather bag in his hand, which was bulging inside, and I didn't know what it contained.
As he walked towards us, he said to the second master, "How long will it take for you to come back this time when you go to Shunan?" β
The second master said: "If it's short, it's three or five days, and if it's long, it's hard to say." Just take advantage of this time, you give him all the techniques that should be taught, and when I come back, I will pass on his bone-destroying hand and tooth dismantling eight styles. Also, you have time to take this kid for a physical examination to see how much he weighs. β
The third master put on a bitter and hateful expression: "Otherwise, you should take him with you, you are not at home, Lao Qi and I can't protect him, he has been walking around the house a lot these days, and the little devil and the gang are already suspicious." β
The second master smiled at him: "You and Lao Qi can't protect him, aren't there still Qi Heng." β
As he spoke, the second master took out a small notebook from his pocket, handed it to the third master, and said, "The specific information of the task is written on the last page." I've got to pack up my things, and if you see what this kid has to prepare, I'll help him get ready. Remember, if you don't go by yourself on this mission, you and Lao Qi don't follow. β
As he spoke, he hurriedly walked in the direction of the ghost string, and the third master shouted at him from behind: "Do you know all about it?" β
The second master didn't seem to hear his words, and he walked out of the back door of the garage in the blink of an eye, and he didn't respond.
The third master sighed helplessly, and complained: "I've been in a hurry all day, and I don't know what I'm anxious about." β
I asked the third master: "Third master, what is the relationship between that Yu Heng you are talking about and me, I have always heard the second master mention him recently." β
The third master winked at me: "You'll know later." Speaking of which, Yu Heng made a special trip to see you two days ago, oh, he was standing at the window on the second floor at that time, and quietly glanced at you, but you didn't see him. Let's see what kind of mission you're going to do tonight. β
He turned the second master's small notebook to the last page, and I leaned up to him and stared at the small notebook in his hand.
When I saw the text written by the second master on the last page, the third master and I frowned at the same time.
I stared at the paper for a long time, and only recognized one "ghost" word, and the other words were like weeds blown away by the wind, and I couldn't recognize any of them.
However, the third master seemed to be able to recognize the second master's handwriting, and while frowning, he said to himself: "It's a terrible ghost, it's a little troublesome." β
As soon as I heard what he said, I couldn't help but ask, "What kind of ghost?" β
He closed the notebook and said to me, "The second master is in such a hurry to let you go on a mission, I'm afraid I want you to have a general understanding of our industry before learning the spell." Come with me. By the way, the contents of this bag were all left by your father when he left the house, and now they belong to you. β
I took the old leather bag from him, and he hurried upstairs.
On weekdays, the third master always thinks that the second master is anxious, in fact, he and the seventh master are not far behind, in the old family, it seems that everyone has such a character.
I followed him to the kitchen on the third floor, and then he led me into the cold room.
From the outside, it is indeed a cold room, with a large metal door on the exterior wall and an electronic screen for temperature control on the faΓ§ade.
But when I came in, I found that although the temperature here was much lower than outside, it was about 10 degrees, and there were no ingredients inside, but small wooden cabinets more than one meter high, and the air smelled of preservatives.
The third master asked me to stay where I was, and he leaned in front of one of the wooden cabinets, and opened the drawers one by one, closing them one by one, as if looking for something.
Nothing was wrong with me, so I opened the old leather bag he had given me.
Don't look at this bag, in fact, there are not many things inside, only a piece of dark green jade, a slightly faded red thread, three gossip coins, and a pair of leather boots, it is these boots that hold up the leather bag.
It didn't take long for the third master to come back with a translucent plastic bag and a black glass bottle.
He handed me the bag first: "Open it and take a look." β
I opened the bag and saw a small handful of black rice inside.
In the past, I heard my second uncle say that black rice, also known as "tribute rice" in ancient times, has a different fragrance from ordinary japonica rice, but when I pick up a handful of rice from the bag and put it in front of my nose to smell it, I can only smell a rotten smell of old sesame seeds and rotten grain.
The third master said to me: "This is the old rice that has been passed down from generation to generation in our old family. You must know that this is an old thing handed down from the Eastern Han Dynasty, as early as more than 1,900 years ago, Zhang Daoling used these rice to open the altar to attract the heaven and earth. β
I don't believe much in the words of the third master, the rice from nearly 2,000 years ago has been left until now, and it is estimated that it has long been rotten, but although the rice grains in my hand are not right in color and taste, the shape is very full, and the color is also very bright.
I asked the third master, "What's the use of these old rice?" β
The third master said: "There are so many uses, I can't say a word or two." However, as long as you bring these rice with you, ordinary evil spirits will not dare to approach your body, and when you cast spells in the future, you must often borrow from these old rice. Also, the contents of this bottle are special rice milk made by our old family. β
As he spoke, he handed me the glass bottle.
The bottle itself is transparent, but it contains a pitch-black ointment, giving the entire bottle a dark luster.
I opened the cap and smelled it, and there was a fresh fragrance from the contents, which smelled a bit like mint, which was refreshing.
I asked the third master: "This ointment is also something from 2,000 years ago?" β
The third master gave me a blank look: "If this kind of thing is put for two thousand years, won't it all form hard bumps?" Come, you take out the psychic jade. β
I didn't understand what he meant: "Take what out?" β
The third master pointed to the leather bag in my hand: "It's the piece of jade inside." That is also the treasure of our old family, called Tongling Jade. It was passed on to the second brother by the old lady, and handed over to Feng Yu by my second brother for safekeeping, and now you have become the only heir of the bonebreaker, this piece of jade should naturally be passed on to you. β
I took out the piece of jade from my leather bag, it was like an ice crystal, and I could feel the chill in my palm and the back of my hand when I held it in my hand.
The third master said: "You don't have the power of mind now, and you can't urge the spiritual rhyme on the treasure jade." Take a gossip money out. β
I took out a gossip coin from my purse, and the third master asked me to use this copper coin as a scoop, and scrape some rice milk from the glass bottle, so that the rice milk should be covered with half a dollar surface when scraping, and my fingers must not touch the rice milk.
I scraped out the rice milk, and the third master said to me again: "First wipe the rice milk on your forehead, and then stick the Tongling Jade on it." β
I did as he said, but nothing special happened other than feeling sticky and cold on my forehead.
The third master asked me with a smile: "How is it, how do you feel now?" Do you feel that your mood is suddenly much more transparent? β
I shook my head: "No, I just feel a chill in my head." β
The third master smacked his lips: "It's really a trouble to have no mind." In this way, I will teach you a gossip song, every time you say a hexagram, you will draw the hexagram in your mind, and you must draw it slowly and memorize it. β
Half a month ago, the second master explained to me the innate gossip, for the eight hexagrams in the gossip, although I can't say that I am familiar with it, but I can still recognize which shape corresponds to which hexagram when I see it, and it is not too difficult for me to draw the hexagram shape in my mind.
After I nodded, the third master began to chant again: "Now, I'll read it, you draw a hexagram in your mind and try to see if it works." Come, dry three times, Kun six broken; Shake the bowl, cover the bowl; Away from the void, the ridge is full; Replace the upper shortage, Xun lower break. How's that, do you feel it? β
I said, "Third Master, you are speaking too fast, and the hexagram shape of my Kun hexagram has not been drawn yet, so you have finished reciting it." β
Third Master: "That's okay, you can memorize it yourself, and draw a hexagram in your mind while reciting it." Listen up, dry three times, Kun six broken ......"
My memory is very average, and I memorized it back and forth many times before I finally memorized the song recipe smoothly, but once I used it wholeheartedly, while memorizing the song recipe, while drawing the hexagram in my mind, I memorized the good song recipe messily, and I didn't care about the end.
I don't know how long it took before and after, but I was finally able to recite the song and draw the eight hexagrams in my mind one by one.
But I still just feel cold on my forehead, and I don't feel anything else.
After this, the third master told me to take a long breath, don't think about anything, empty my brain, and try again.
I followed the method he gave to completely relax my mind, this time, I put all my attention on memorizing the song and drawing the hexagrams, when I drew the Xun hexagram in my head, I first felt the center of my eyebrows tighten, and then I felt as if there was a very thin stream of water pouring into my brain through the jade face, giving me a kind of peace that I had never experienced before.
At that moment, it was as if whatever was going on in this world had nothing to do with me, and I felt as if I was one with the space around me, as if I was floating in mid-air, independent of heaven and earth. At this time, I even saw things that I usually couldn't see, and I saw that the small wooden cabinets around me were emitting different colors of light and mist.
This kind of fog is very similar to what I saw from Sun Chuansheng.