In Chinese history, strange people and strange people have emerged in an endless stream, and there are hundreds of folk schools that have gradually evolved from Taoism.

In addition to the orthodox Taoists, there are only a dozen warlock schools that are still active in Chinese mainland at this time.

For example, the corpse chaser in Xiangxi, the five warlocks.

Fujian, Hainan, Guangdong, these provinces are mostly goddesses, ask Mi Po, and most of them are Yin masters.

The common warlocks in the Northeast have only two classes.

Out of the horse disciple, shaman.

If the above professions are put aside, then the rest of the warlock professions in Chinese mainland are really rare, and it is no exaggeration to say that they have reached the point of imminent extinction.

"Your grandfather's profession is also unique in our country." When Old Man Zuo said this, he pinched out the cigarette in his hand, lit it again, and smoked slowly.

"What is his profession?" I asked.

"Mr. Wash." Old Man Zuo's eyes were a little complicated, and when he looked at me, he was like looking at his own relatives, with indescribable kindness: "It can also be called, Mr. Washing." ”

According to Mr. Zuo, the school of Mr. Wash Grievances originally originated from the Qingwei school of Taoism.

Therefore, the people who wash their grievances in this sect, the ancestors they worship are the same as the Taoists, they are all Sanqing.

During the Dade period of the Yuan Dynasty, the disciples of the Qingwei faction naturally evolved into two factions because of their different cultivation skills.

On the one hand, it is to practice the so-called thunder law, which leads to wind and thunder and removes injustice.

On the other hand, the practice is "degree", which pays attention to helping evil become souls and driving away resentment.

As long as it is wronged, it is common sense that it will not be reincarnated.

Some of the spells in the Qingwei sect are used to help the injustice expel the resentment on the body, and after turning it into an ordinary yin spirit, it can help it to be reincarnated.

The school of Mr. Wash Grievances is derived from the word "degree" in the Qingwei school.

Because the craft of washing grievances evolved from the Taoist Qingwei school, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Mr. Wash Grievances was also known as a Taoist priest.

But during the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty, there was basically no such role as a self-proclaimed Taoist priest, listening to the old man Zuo, it seemed that it was the gentlemen of that generation who washed their grievances, and a few old men at the helm of Taoism were a little contradictory, and after a few years of trouble, they completely broke with Taoism, and since then they have parted ways with traditional Taoist priests.

Their contradiction is likely to be related to the biggest difference between Mr. Wash and Taoist priests.

Taoist priests pay attention to the importance of life, that is, respect for every living being, including evil spirits and ghosts, which is why the word "degree" in the Qingwei school has been passed down for a long time, so that the profession of Mr. Wash Grievances has been derived.

But there is also a degree of Taoist rebirth, if the injustice cannot be exceeded, life and death have to be entangled with the yang people, then the Taoist priest is likely to beat the injustice to the soul, or suppress the injustice in some magic weapons, so that it will never see the light of day.

When he said this, Old Man Zuo laughed: "I remember that your grandfather has a book at home, called Clearing Grievances, and there are a few sentences on it."

"Those who have grievances are the sins of the yang people."

"If it is ruined (cu), then it will be troubled, and those who are not Taoists will not be able to solve it."

"The Taoist uses magic to reduce evil, and the grievances will not be dispersed, and Fudu will use magic to suppress it, or cause death, and never be reborn."

As soon as the words fell, Old Man Zuo asked me, "Do you understand?" ”

"I don't understand." I looked at him dumbfounded: "I don't understand the literary language, what's the sin?" ”

"To put it simply, people who are resentful will do things that harm others nine times out of ten, so at the level of Yang people, they are like wronged among the living." Old Man Zuo sighed: "If they die and turn into ghosts, then the only person who can solve them is the Taoist priest." ”

"The Taoist priest uses Taoism to subdue injustice, if its resentment does not dissipate, then it cannot be exceeded, it can only be suppressed, or killed, and its soul will be scattered, and it will never be reborn."

"I guess I understand." I nodded.

"This is the biggest difference between a Taoist priest and Mr. Wash Grievances." Old Man Zuo smiled bitterly: "The creed passed down from generation to generation by Mr. Wash Grievances is that you must not disperse the soul of any wrong, even if you kill someone for wrongdoing, then you can't do it absolutely, you can only save it, you can't kill it." ”

"Isn't this a good deed, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." I scratched my head.

"Shit! What should I do if I encounter an injustice that cannot be overcome? Old Man Zuo glared, as if he was very angry: "Yuan Shaoweng is as stupid as those older generation of Mr. Grievances!" When you meet someone who can't be overdone, you wash your hands and don't take work anymore, isn't this a trouble?! The gods can't stop the goblins! ”

"You mean my grandfather's golden basin washing has something to do with the work he does?" I'm a little lost.

"Not exactly." Old Man Zuo seemed to be a little unspeakable, and said hesitantly: "Anyway, the reason why your grandfather washed his hands in the golden basin is very complicated, you don't need to know now, and when the time comes, you will naturally know." ”

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't ask any more questions.

"Since the Qing Dynasty, there have been fewer and fewer people engaged in this profession." Old man Zuo continued to chat with me, and his expression was very vicissitudes: "By the time of the Republic of China, there were more than ten Mr. Wash Grievances in Chinese Mainland, and in the 90s, in the entire territory of China, as far as I know, there was only one Mr. Wash Grievances." ”

Old man Zuo didn't know what he remembered, his face was full of helplessness: "Don't you know how miserable the gentlemen were in the Republic of China period, they really can't take the job, they start to work part-time, the piece of waking wood in your grandfather's hand, you know?" ”

I nodded.

"That's called the evil wood, it's Mr. Cleansing's housekeeping weapon, but in this year, this group of gentlemen who are so hungry that they can't eat can only rely on this thing to tell stories and beg for food." Old Man Zuo sighed: "Mr. Wash Grievances has become Mr. Storyteller, which is really ironic." ”

When I heard this, I silently took a cigarette and smoked it slowly.

"Your grandfather said when your father was just born that he can't carry forward the door of washing grievances in his life, and he can only rely on your father and the unborn children and grandchildren." Old Man Zuo smiled bitterly: "Shao Weng doesn't want this craft to be buried, do you understand?" He's kind-hearted, and he knows it's something that can save people."

"Why didn't he teach me?" I asked suddenly.

Old Man Zuo laughed twice: "He naturally has a reason not to teach you if he doesn't teach you, why are you asking so much?" ”

I glanced at Old Man Zuo deeply, and asked in a wordy manner, "Do you want me to learn my grandfather's things?" ”

Seriously, I'm not stupid, I can feel some off-string sounds when I listen to him so much.

"Why do you ask?" Old man Zuo asked me rhetorically.

"Didn't you just tell me that you wanted to show me a way to make a fortune? Or legitimate business. I smiled: "Tell me, what is the right business." ”

Old Man Zuo was silent for a while, then shook his head: "Just tell me, do you want to learn?" ”

"Can you make money?" I grinned.

"As long as you are willing to learn, I guarantee that you can earn at least 100,000 yuan this month." Old man Zuo smiled: "Don't talk about it in the future, in your life, you don't need to worry about money." ”

"Is my grandfather willing to let me learn?" I asked coldly, "If he doesn't want me to learn, then I won't study, I don't want him to die unhappy." ”

"He wants you to learn, but he doesn't dare to let you learn." Old Man Zuo sighed.

"How do you know?" I was stunned.

"There is no one in the world who knows him better than I do." There was unconcealable sadness in Old Man Zuo's eyes: "There are some things that can't be hidden, he wants you to hide for a lifetime, but can there be a result in this?" ”

"I don't understand you anymore." I smiled wryly.

"If you don't study, then whether you can live this life in peace and stability in the future is a matter of incomprehension." Old Man Zuo suddenly said, smiling bitterly: "Don't think I'm threatening you, I'm just telling the truth, your grandfather wants you to get out of this line of work, wants you to hide from disasters, but it's useless, your being haunted by woks is just the beginning, cause and effect can't be stopped"

My expression turned ugly: "What the hell do you mean, just tell me." ”

"All retribution starts from karma, and all fruits are born from causes, your grandfather once did a big thing, so the fruit he provoked must be repaid on you." Old Man Zuo didn't say anything about this, he looked at me deeply, and a weird smile appeared on his face.

"Little one, let's make a deal."

"What's the deal?" I looked at him quizzically.

"Let me ask you, do you learn?" Old Man Zuo didn't answer my question, and asked directly.

"Don't learn." I replied simply, this old man gave me the same feeling as a liar who jumped out on the street to tell my fortune.

He seemed to know a lot of things, but I didn't believe him much.

"I'm not trying to hurt you, I'm just trying to help you, you just know that." Old Man Zuo smiled.

Just as I was about to continue refusing, he threw out the last bait.

"If you learn, I'll tell you all this, including what happened to your grandfather." Old Man Zuo looked at me with a complicated expression: "I'll tell you, where did your father who didn't die go yet?"

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