Bells, which may be less common in the south. This thing is also called a pancake in our place, and it is used for spreading cakes, and the shape is a thick black discus with a slight bulge on it, and many pancake fruits are also used to make cakes, but the top surface of their pancakes is mostly horizontal.

After that, Master brought me another yellow-white wax block and said to me, "Corpse wax." ”

Master's house had no gas, and it burned charcoal, and there was not much charcoal in the kitchen at that time, so Master asked Liang Houzai and me to go out and get some back.

After lighting the firewood and heating the bell, the master smeared the corpse wax on the bell little by little, and added some water to the corpse wax.

After being scorched by the pan, the wax of the corpse mixed with water quickly turned into a thin sheet of oiled paper, and my master peeled off the whole piece of oiled paper, and then took the green steel sword from me, and cut it into small squares one by one.

Looking at those squares of cut oiled paper, I suddenly felt familiar.

I heard my master say to me, "You remember, when spreading the oiled paper, don't make it too hot, otherwise it will be easy to get pasted." The ratio of corpse wax to water is one to three. ”

I nodded, but I still couldn't figure out what Master was doing.

At this time, the water in the crucible was already boiling, and the master dripped a drop of corpse oil from the bronze armor corpse into it, picked up another yarrow, and put it into the crucible. There were three crucibles on the stove, the first crucible only put one yarrow in it, the second put three in it, and the third one my master directly grabbed a large handful and put it in, and a drop of corpse oil was dripped into each crucible.

While shaking the crucibles, Master said to me, "Put one yarrow to stabilize the yang energy, put three to replenish the yang energy, and put in twelve to make the yang energy flourish and regenerate." ”

I kept staring at the crucibles, and I saw that the yarrow melted in an instant when it touched the corpse oil, and at first, the grass juice dyed the boiling water a pale green, but before long, the green dissipated, and it was a very fresh milky white.

Liang Houzai leaned close to my ear and whispered to me, "Brother Dao, I suddenly have a particularly bad premonition. ”

Actually, I don't need to say it, I can probably guess what my master is doing.

At this time, I also heard Xian'er laughing, and her laughter seemed to be gloating about something.

When the water vapor in the crucible evaporated, there was a milky and slimy thing in it, and my master poured the contents of the three crucibles into the coarse-mouthed jar, and when they cooled down and became a little harder, he beat them again and again with a mallet.

It didn't take long for them to be smashed into boxy pieces of milk by my master, and then my master wrapped them in oiled paper one after another.

Milk candy, this is the milk candy that my master often gives me! There was corpse oil in it! That oiled paper was made of corpse wax!

When I was a child, after eating sugar, I even bit the oily paper in my mouth and played with it. Oh my God, it's disgusting!

But my master didn't seem to feel disgusted at all, and while wrapping the candy paper, he said to me: "The yarrow made by Tunmeng's vein was originally used for divination, divided into yin yarrow and yang yarrow, these are yang yarrow, and the yang energy on it is too heavy to eat directly, so it must be mixed with corpse oil." In the past, when you ate sugar, you felt bitter, but in fact, the yang energy of yarrow flowed into the dantian, and at that time you tasted the bitterness of yarrow. When you have a surplus of yang energy, the yin energy of the corpse oil enters the sea of qi, and the sweetness you taste comes from these corpse oils. ”

Oh my God, the sweetness in these toffees is the smell of corpse oil! At that time, I had the urge to vomit all the candy I had eaten over the years.

Liang Houzai has also eaten my master's sugar, and his current face is also iron-blue and iron-blue.

To be honest, I think many people may not understand why Liang Houzai and I have such a big reaction, after all, the smell of the evil corpse is not something that everyone has smelled.

But my master didn't see the expressions of the two of us, and continued to say, "The reason why corpse oil is used with yarrow is because these two things will not destroy each other's qi. These yarrows can also dispel corpse qi, leaving only the yin qi in the corpse oil. ”

As he spoke, my master recalled some things that had happened in the past, and actually laughed: "On the day I first met you and Fat Dun, what I gave Fat Dun was an ordinary piece of toffee. And on the day you planted the coffin, it wasn't this candy cube that was given to you, it was a corpse pill ......"

I really couldn't listen anymore, so I couldn't help but interrupt my master: "Master, don't talk about it yet. ”

I still know very well what the corpse pill is, and that thing is much more disgusting than corpse wax and corpse oil.

My master turned his head to look at me, only to see the expressions of me and Liang Houzai, but he still smiled and said, "Don't you think that this corpse oil is dirty, after removing the corpse qi, the corpse oil and corpse wax of the evil corpse are the cleanest things in the world." ”

When Master said these words, I couldn't help but start retching.

Xian'er showed her head and smiled at me maliciously, it seemed that she already knew what the sugar was made of, but since she knew, why didn't she tell me?

Sometimes, I really think fairies are annoying, really!

My master put the finished candy in his pocket and said to me, "You must keep in mind the method of making sugar, and in the future, when you accept apprentices, you will also pass on this craft from generation to generation." There is also a thick load, the descendants of your lineage are often too heavy yin and insufficient yang, I will also hand over this craft to you today, you have to remember it well. ”

Liang Houzai's face was not good-looking, but he still nodded very seriously, and then he slowed down before he said again: "But Grandpa Chai, isn't it difficult to collect corpse wax, especially this pure corpse wax." But the piece you just took out ......"

Speaking of this, Liang Houzai seemed to remember the appearance of the corpse wax again, so he couldn't go on.

My master still smiled: "That's right, I'm going to collect some corpse wax from the Mass Grave Mountain tonight, so you can go with me." ”

After speaking, my master shouted in the direction of the living room, "Is Lao Chen here?" ”

I heard Chen Daochang's voice from the living room: "Hmm." ”

When did he come, and why didn't I notice it at all?

Just as Daochang Chen was responding to my master, a faint smell of tobacco wafted from the direction of the living room.

My master also smelled the smell, and the expression on his face immediately became nervous, and he hurriedly ran out.

When I followed Master to the living room, I saw Chen Daochang holding my Master's dry tobacco, smoking in small sips, and looking like he was enjoying himself.

My master rushed over, reached out and grabbed the cigarette stick, and yelled at Chen Daochang very unhappily: "Old thing, steal my cigarettes again!" ”

Chen Daochang also grabbed the cigarette stick on the other end, and said very unhappily: "You old firewood, don't I just smoke your cigarette, oops, look at your stingy appearance!" ”

Chen Daochang's strength is obviously not as great as my master's, my master just pulled hard, and snatched the cigarette stick, Chen Daochang looked at my master's cigarette stick with a reluctant face.

Seeing the two of them like that, I was really speechless, like two children snatching toys.

My master asked Daochang Chen again, "Are you ready for the things?" ”

Chen Daochang didn't respond to my master's words, but just asked, "When will you give me the copy of the Three Corpses?" ”

My master pointed to the coffee table: "The whites of your eyes have grown, what is this?" ”

At that time, the manuscript of the three corpses was placed on the coffee table.

But Daochang Chen glanced at the three corpses, but he didn't reach out to take it, but still said, "That, you give me the cigarette stick first." ”

My master simply extinguished the smoke pot and asked him again, "Are you ready?" ”

Who knew that Daochang Chen actually threatened my master: "If you give me a cigarette stick, I will be ready, if you don't give it to me, you can do it yourself." ”

My master was also made out of temper by him, and he reluctantly handed him the cigarette stick, and then Chen Daochang was happy, took out a handful of spiritual talismans from his arms, and said, "Thirty talismans, for you." ”

Looking at my master and Chen Daochang, the relationship between the two seems to be extraordinary, although I can't say whether this relationship is good or not, in short, it is not ordinary.

But there is one thing that I have always found strange, that is, my master almost never takes the initiative to mention the matter of Chen Daochang, and sometimes even if I ask, my master will just pass with a sloppy eye.

But sometimes, when I talk about Chen Daochang's thick skin, my master will glare at me fiercely, and every time he will say, "What do you know, Chen Daochang is such a person, uninhibited." "Occasionally, my master will say that in fact, Daochang Chen is a person with great compassion.

So much so that during that time, I have always been full of curiosity about Chen Daochang, and I always feel that his current appearance seems to be deliberately expressed, and there may be a lot of secrets in him.

That day, Chen Daochang asked my master for a small bag of tobacco leaves, and then happily followed us to Wangzhuang.

There was still some distance from where I lived to Wangzhuang, and it was almost dark when I arrived at the entrance of the village.

My master looked at his watch, but said that it was still early, so he asked the villagers in the neighborhood for some vegetables and pork, and started cooking in the small house in the mountain of mass graves.

Actually, I originally wanted to go to see my uncle, but my uncle went to another place, and there would be no one at home.

I remember that during that time, the village seemed to be engaged in the export of organic vegetables, and although my uncle had bad legs, because he worked as a helper in the gold bank when he was a child, he was lively and good at dealing with people. At the beginning, my uncle and the village cadres talked about the export business in the village, and my uncle also made some money because of these businesses, and then he simply contracted a few pieces of land by himself, hired a few workers, and started to produce and sell his own business, and gradually became rich.

My master said that my uncle was able to get rich because our family was ruined. Although our family's fortune was blocked at the beginning, this financial luck was originally a great luck, and although it was blocked, it still had to benefit relatives in the end, so this financial road fell on my uncle's head.