Chapter 11: The Ghost Craftsman
As soon as he finished saying this, the senior brother's face turned pale, he glared at me viciously, and scolded angrily: "Crow's mouth, what are you talking nonsense, that Wei Dezhen's man and her children are already sleeping in the coffin, how can the candle be extinguished, hurry up and incite yourself with three big mouths to apologize." ”
While speaking, the senior brother hurriedly scooped up the paper clothes and put them into the coffin, and covered the coffin lid at a very fast speed, and kept saying good things to the coffin, saying that the child is ignorant and talking nonsense, and I hope that your boss has a lot of don't worry about the child.
I really didn't understand the meaning of my brother's words, but I didn't dare to refuse what he meant, so I hurriedly shook it towards the coffin, and gently fanned myself three big mouths.
As soon as I finished inciting here, my senior brother came over with a calm face, grabbed my arm and pulled me into the hall, I asked him what he was doing, and he glared at me, meaning to tell me not to speak.
As soon as I entered the hall, my brother pulled me to the coffin, raised his hand and slapped me in the face three times.
"Get on your knees!" Senior Brother's tone was particularly heavy.
I covered my hot cheeks, my legs were weak, I knelt down, and I didn't dare to ask the reason, so I heard my senior brother say sharply: "Kowtow!" ”
I said a word, kowtowed three times reluctantly, and was about to get up, but my senior brother grabbed my shoulder and said sharply: "When the candle is burned, you can get up again." ”
I became more and more confused, and kept muttering in my heart, I didn't do anything wrong, but I just asked what to do if the candle went out?
The senior brother should have seen my doubts, and he didn't speak on the side, but fished out a small piece of sawdust and wrote a line on the muddy ground, Ding Qing looked at it, and what he wrote was that the candle under the coffin represented the eyes of the deceased, and once extinguished, it meant that the deceased would be blind in the next life.
Looking at this word, I immediately understood that I was cursing the deceased for being blind in the next life. Knowing the truth, I couldn't wait to slap myself a few times, and hurriedly slammed it towards the coffin again.
Who would have thought that as soon as I was here, the candle shook a few times suddenly, and there was a faint tendency to extinguish, so frightened that I hurriedly called out to my brother.
The senior brother also found out about that situation, his face became extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice to the coffin: "My junior brother is just getting started, and there are many things I don't understand. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, the candle went out without warning, and it was so evil that it was as if someone had blown it out on the edge of the candle.
As the candle went out, I felt a weight on my head, and then I smelled a very strong rancid smell, like the rotten stench of dead fish and dead cats, which was disgusting.
"Good ......," I muttered, but before I could say the stinky words, my head was buzzing, as if someone was holding a hammer at the back of my head, and my body smashed to the ground in a daze, and my limbs twitched constantly, trying to open my mouth to call for help, but I found that it seemed as if there were hands holding my throat, and I couldn't make a sound at all.
This scene frightened my senior brother's face drastically, he took me in his arms, pinched me hard, and said in a deep voice: "You are always an ancestor, why bother with a child, as the so-called fairy tongue is unscrupulous, his words should not be true." ”
At this moment, Wei Dezhen hurriedly ran over, and when she saw me lying in her brother's arms, she asked her brother what was wrong, but the brother did not answer her question, but asked her why she came, she trembled and said that she was at home just now, and the mosquito net on the bed shook inexplicably, and said that she saw an adult sleeping on the bed with six children in a trance.
When the senior brother heard this, he probably thought of something, stood up, and scolded Wei Dezhen, "You dead mother-in-law, you said that you can't fight that kind of coffin, but now you hit that kind of coffin, there are many strange things, if my junior brother has a good one, how can you let me explain to the master." ”
When Wei Dezhen heard this, he was also scared, squeaked for a long time, and didn't say a word, and finally in the sharp eyes of his senior brother, he held back a sentence, "I... I thought that kind of coffin would only break my blessings, and I didn't know that it would harm your junior brother. ”
The senior brother ignored him anymore, picked me up and was ready to leave, then Wei Dezhen grabbed the senior brother and asked me where my senior brother was going, the senior brother's face tightened, he took out a piece of nanmu from his pocket and handed it to Wei Dezhen and said, "That kind of coffin has been punched out, and the Dharma has been done for you, for the sake of the past feelings, this piece of nanmu will send you for self-defense, and the rest of the things, you ask for more blessings, and I can't help you." ”
After saying this, the senior brother walked out without looking back, and Wei Dezhen shouted from behind, "Master Wang, you haven't taken your tools yet." ”
The senior brother stopped and did not speak, and hurried back to the coffin shop in the town with me on his back, the way back to the town from Wei Dezhen's village was a little far, and the senior brother did not take the main road in order to get closer, but carried me to the mountain road.
I have lived in the countryside and know that there are usually graves on mountain roads, but the senior brother seems to be not afraid at all, just broke a cypress branch and hung it on the back of his neck, as if he was afraid that I would meet a ghost or something, he stuffed two cypress branches into my hand, and while hurrying, he read in his mouth, "Master Zu is above, disciples are below, and there are two people in a hurry in the middle, and I hope that Master Zu will bless me more." ”
That's it, the senior brother was muttering the words while carrying the road on his back.
I didn't encounter anything along the way, and at that time, although my consciousness on my brother's back was extremely weak, I could clearly feel what was following behind me, especially the hands on my neck seemed to be pinching tighter and tighter, and my whole face changed color.
When we returned to the coffin shop, the time was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and my whole face was already green, and when my brother saw this situation, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately put me flat under the coffin, and put the statue of the ancestor next to me, and finally found some cylindrical willow wood to put around.
Speaking of this cylindrical willow wood, it looks like a stump, with a diameter of about 30 centimeters, and the surface of the stump is carved with some very strange runes, those runes are red, twisted and twisted, and the average layman must not understand it.
Generally, when the ghost craftsman uses the Gongshi Mile, with the blessing of the Qianwen, it can achieve the effect of doubling the success of the matter, but the Gongshi Liyu has a drawback with the Qianwen, which is not handed down in the text, but in the mode of oral transmission.
Due to the long period of time, when it was passed on by word of mouth, the understanding of the people who were subject to the teaching was limited, and many of the essences were gradually forgotten from generation to generation, and the remaining essence was only one percent of the essence passed down by the ancestors.
It's better to be a teacher, after all, it's some spells, and it's not too difficult to memorize. It is a kind of rune itself, but it needs to be passed down orally, which has led to the transmission of the text to the present day, which has been frequently lost.
Just like my senior brother, he is quite proficient in the Gongshi language, but the use of Qianwen has not yet reached the entry level, and even the Qianwen he placed next to me was given to him by the master, otherwise, with his skills, he would never be able to draw this kind of Jianwen.
After setting up the willow splends, my brother walked up to me, reached out and probed my forehead, broke my eyes and looked at them, his expression was condensed, and finally his eyes stopped on the black nail of my right index finger, as if he was thinking about something, and finally found two chopsticks that I usually use to eat to clamp my right index finger, and tied the chopsticks with a rubber band, so that the two chopsticks clamped my index finger tightly.