Chapter 5 Strange Things 1 (Click in if you like the local supernatural!)
After doing this, Master did not leave immediately. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info took a look at the house with some concern. The master asked the old lady if she could let herself into the house to have a look.
Where would the old lady refuse at this time, wiping her tears and nodding. The master put the cigarette stick diagonally on his waist and walked to Li Guangcai's body and squatted down. walked up to Li Guangcai's wife again. After about a stick of incense, the master came out again.
Later, I asked Master what he saw when he went in, and Master said that he saw Li Guangcai hanging on the rope and smiled at him.
As soon as the Master came out, he gathered all the men present and said, "Go home and prepare the quilt, and you must come before six o'clock in the evening." It's only morning, and a group of men are nodding their heads in agreement.
After that, Master explained a few words to my father, and then pushed the bicycle away. I didn't see anyone for a whole day.
At half past five in the afternoon, all the men gathered at the door of Li Guangcai's house were anxiously scolding their mothers, they were hungry. Just waiting for the half-time full promised by the master.
Everyone wondered if the master would not come, but at this time, the old man appeared with a cart. The sharp-eyed man saw it from afar and shouted, "Coming, coming!" ”
People didn't look at the master, but looked at the back seat of the foreign car one by one. Master's words count.
When Master set up the cart and took down a sack of oil residue, half a sack of peas, and a single sweet potato leaf wrapped in a sheet, the eyes of the group of men fell. My dad was in that group of men.
Someone asked, "Sir, what are those two pockets hanging from your bar?" ”
The master scolded, "Get out, it's your old man who won't be stingy, if it's not yours, you don't have any other thoughts!" Don't be greedy! ”
When the master scolded, the man blushed and said no more.
There were about 200 people in our village at that time, and there were only about 50 young men.
The master ordered to find a few women to cook, but they had to leave before seven o'clock, and they could come to see their men during the day, and after two seven o'clock (morning and evening), none of them were allowed to come. Master, this is deliberate, some men want to leave some food for their women and children.
Women cook, and now, one by one the men panicked, who didn't know that it was a good errand. But the master asked my mother to do it by name, and find two more for the rest.
The two places were naturally grabbed by the two cadres in the crowd who were usually in charge, and the master didn't say anything.
For dinner, I made a big pot, six buckets of water, put more than a dozen catties of sweet potato leaves and a dozen bowls of peas and sprinkled some salt. Cook a bowl of thick paste per person. My dad said that when he took the bowl in his hand, he smelled the fragrant smell and the old men cried more than a dozen on the spot.
While the women were leaving with a little to eat, Master quietly stuffed the two bags of things into my mother. My mother brought it home and opened it, and there was a good fellow, a bag of white flour, and a big rooster and a hare in the other. Master also specially instructed me that the chicken soup must be left for me to drink.
My mom saw these things like a dream, and she didn't care why this old man, who couldn't fight with my family, thought about me so much.
Besides, at Li Guangcai's house, a group of men had eaten and stood neatly waiting for my master to speak. At this time, even a few cadres in the village bowed down to my master.
My master didn't speak immediately, but just circled around Li Guangcai's house two and a half times, drawing circles one after another around with his feet, and then said, "There are two or three sleeping in each circle, and you will divide them according to your head!" ”
At that time, my master simply set up a Gathering Sun Sealing Array. Yang, naturally, is the yang energy of a group of men. In those years, men rarely had the strength to touch women, so they were very energetic.
Once again, the Master said to everyone, "I say it again, don't panic if you encounter anything at night, there is an old man here, keep you safe!" ”
A group of men giggled, "Old man, what can happen to a dead person, there are still fewer people who have died in the past two years?" You can still become a ghost! ”
The master smiled, ignored the man, and muttered to himself, "It's really a ghost!" A family of two! ”
Master found a square table and took out a wine gourd, a few black jars, and a handful of yellow paper from the blanket. I cherished it and took out a sturdy thin-rod brush wrapped in a soft cloth from my arms.
The jug was filled with sesame oil from yesterday, and the black jar contained the comb blood of the big rooster in my house, as well as cinnabar and other ingredients.
Some people may ask, Master, is this going to draw a talisman? Right! So why use sesame oil? Everyone knows cinnabar and chicken comb blood, in fact, sesame oil is also a kind of yang thing, readers in some places may have heard the saying that so-and-so was fascinated and then dropped two drops of sesame oil in the eyes since childhood.
However, this sesame oil is to be mixed with cinnabar and cockscomb blood, if it is an ordinary person, you will not blend at all when you mix a piece, and layer it like a cocktail.
My master whispered two words, and the several kinds of liquids that were still layered gradually merged under the agitation of the tip of his pen, turning from bright red to maroon.
My dad and two men came out to pee, and when they saw my master carrying them, they walked up to the master curiously, and my dad's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to see the three fire characters drawn by the master, "Ordering General Bai Jida" and "Ordering Taiyi Huohuohuo" were stacked together in a mountain shape, and my dad didn't know it, so he read it to me.
My dad hurriedly blocked the open mouths of the other two men, and the master's talisman was seen by three people, and at the same time, the three people also smelled something unusual from the master's action.
The three of them discussed it as if they had done it, and no one said a word when they went back. Fall asleep with her head wrapped around the quilt.
In the dead of night, about a few hours ago, the master finally finished drawing, and a total of 7749 pieces of the three kinds of talismans were drawn. It took him almost four hours.
There are three kinds of talismans, and the Fu master with the fire character will dig a pit under the quilt of a group of men every ten meters and bury it. The other was pasted by the master at the gate and wall of Li Guangcai. There was also an unrecognizable talisman that was pasted by the master on the beam of the roof where Li Guangcai was hanged, and in front of the door.
"Bastard!" The master shouted out of thin air, and the whole house was shattered by him, but the man outside seemed to be unconscious.
The hemp rope that hanged Li Guangcai was windless and automatic. The master didn't care, he finished pasting the talisman and went out by himself.
The day Master chose was to be buried three days later. It's not that day, what a good auspicious day for the zodiac. It's that Master needs something.
In a small county town far away from our village, what my dad didn't know was that my master had a "Zhenguang sesame oil shop", which took three days to come and go. That's why he drew these talismans to calm Li Guangcai's growing anger.
I used to wonder why a good Taoist priest didn't do it, why did he act like a sesame oil seller.
Master said, interest! His biggest dream in life is to be an old man selling sesame oil.
The master did everything and pushed the cart away, and he didn't sleep. And on the night Master left, until Master came back again, strange things happened in our village one after another. There was an eerie atmosphere throughout the village.