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Chu is vast and inclusive, not only deeply influenced by the immortal Tao Buddha, but also the local witchcraft that has been passed down from generation to generation.
I've seen a lot of works that describe these, and finally I think that since I know magic, it's up to me to write it, and talk about the Taoist spells in the Xiangchu realm.
The religion and spells in the book, whether effective or not, are real in reality (because not everyone can use it if they want to, even if they are mages, everyone is good at it differently)
I am a person who lives a calm and leisurely life, and I hope that people who read stories will also have a relaxed mood and read stories at a slow pace.
In the mid-90s, a green seated train slowly spewed smoke from Guangdong to Hubei, and outside the window was an endless field of golden rape flowers, passengers in the train spoke in pairs and threes with different accents, and some children gathered to play. It was late spring in April, and there were not many passengers on the train from the city to the countryside, after all, it was not the season to visit relatives during the New Year's holidays, and most of the people who went from the countryside to the city to work rushed back before February or March.
Pulling my eyes out of the window and pinching the bridge of my nose a little to alleviate the symptoms of mild motion sickness, I looked up and began to wonder why I was sitting in such a place at such a time - I was a fifteen-year-old boy who was not immersed in class during the April school season on earth, but ran to the countryside on this train. The reason is not that I can't get into high school because I don't study well, but on the contrary, because I don't want to go to high school.
Why don't you want to go to high school? The reasons are complex and difficult to explain. I also don't want to reminisce about unpleasant things when I get motion sickness, but I just know that in the process, the conflict between me and my mother is increasing day by day, and the conflict is getting bigger and bigger, but I just didn't have a big fight. The younger brother couldn't stand this family atmosphere, so he called his father, who was on a business trip overseas, and his father hurriedly asked for leave and returned home from overseas. My father worked as a shipyard manager on a freighter for an import and export trading company, and he was very busy at work on weekdays, spending most of his time overseas. This time, I had a big conflict with my mother that he had to leave his work and go home to reconcile.
I thought that my father would stand aside with my mother and force me to study, but I never thought that he didn't accuse me of anything, but just asked me to go to my cousin's house in the countryside for a while, calm and calm. My cousin was a craftsman in his early years, and he knew how to do the skills of carpenter, blacksmith, mason, and mason. Now there is a small decoration company in a county in Hubei.
My father asked me to go back to the countryside to live, and I knew what he was doing. My mother would definitely not let me give up studying like this, I guess it was my father who persuaded my mother that I grew up in the city and did not suffer much. Let me go to the countryside for a while, and see how hard it is for people who don't study and don't have a diploma to make money by crafting, and then I, a pampered young master, will definitely come back with a lot of fart
Thinking too much, the symptoms of motion sickness and headache suddenly became more serious, and the whole person began to feel nauseous, I couldn't help frowning and sighing, while a caring voice came: "It's okay, do you want a bag." "It's okay Dad, my symptoms of motion sickness are much better than when I was a child." I turned my head, looked at the middle-aged man in front of me, and said with a smile
Sitting next to me was a middle-aged man dressed neatly and cleanly, with some stubble on his face, because he was tired from the journey and didn't sleep well, so the whites of his eyes were a little cloudy and bloodshot. may be because of the perennial sea breeze, my father's entire face shows an unusually refined masculinity, and his expression is also very tough, with a hint of military temperament. But even so, there was a tiredness on my face now, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at the thought that maybe it was because of my work, and my tone and expression softened
When my father heard my answer, he still stuffed the bag into my hand and instructed: "If you want to vomit, you can vomit, endure the discomfort, when I first went to sea before, I stayed on the boat for a long time, and I also had the symptoms of seasickness, and I knew that it was very uncomfortable to hold motion sickness." I silently took the bag from my father, and without replying, the two of them fell silent. After all, for as long as I can remember, my father has spent most of his time running away from home, so although we are close relatives, we don't know how to talk or what we have in common when we are alone.
Probably to ease the atmosphere, my father took the lead in talking to me: "Yu Zai, you don't have to be too disappointed, there are a lot of interesting things on my cousin's side." ”
When I heard this, I was a little curious: "What's interesting?" The father laughed and said, "Your cousin, but he knows magic, isn't it cool?" ”
Hearing this, I was speechless and choked, as a person who has received science education in the new era, especially my mother is still a firm atheist, whether it is from school education or family situation, I am a firm atheist, I am not interested in this kind of feudal superstition topic, and even a little disdainful.
I was just about to refute the denial when I saw my father's smiling face. On second thought, what if this was a topic that my father had painstakingly come up with to alleviate my motion sickness, and I thought young people would be more interested? Thinking about my father's work at sea, which is a very dangerous job, it is normal to believe in these gods and ghosts. The words on his lips became mellow: "It's cool, but I'm an atheist, so I just listen to these stories as stories." ”
The father showed a look of no surprise: "After all, your mother is an atheist, you were brought up by her, and it is normal for you to become an atheist, as the saying goes, a son is like a mother." But your cousin's business is something that can make your mother have to be suspicious. As soon as my father said this, I was interested, and I sat upright, turning from leaning against the window to facing my father.
My father began to tell the story of my cousin: "Your cousin dropped out of elementary school, unlike you, you are unwilling to go to school if you are admitted, and your cousin has bad grades and cannot pass the exam. But his health is not good, he can't go out to do any physical work, and he can only stay at home all day and be a ruffian. Almost fifteen years ago in the spring, one day, your cousin went up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, disappeared, and for a whole day and night, he could not be found anywhere, and when his parents were anxious to get on the fire, early the next morning, he himself went home with a basket of bamboo shoots, and brought a sign carved on peach wood. They asked your cousin where he was, and your cousin said that he met a god in the mountains, taught him a spell and showed him a way home, and was afraid that everyone would not believe him, so he gave him a token as proof. ”
"How is this the same as the male protagonist of a martial arts novel, when he encounters danger in the mountains, he meets the master." Hearing my father talk about this, I couldn't help but blurt out a sigh.
"At first, everyone reacted the same way as you, and no one believed him, thinking that he was trying to sensationalize and cheat people out of money. Originally, your cousin didn't care, but many people laughed about this later, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, everyone knew. One day, when the hoe he was using to farm broke, he went to a local craftsman to repair it, and the craftsman provoked your cousin, saying that if he could take the freshly beaten and hot hoe out of the fire, not only would the hoe not be considered money, but he would also be accepted as a closed disciple. Then your cousin was afraid that he would not admit it, so he deliberately made a big deal about it, called a group of villagers to be a guarantor, and picked up the hoe from the fire in front of everyone. ”
"Can anyone vouch for the truth of this story?" After listening to my father's story, I asked
My father smiled when he heard my questioning, and showed a clear expression: "I also thought so when I heard this story when I went back to her mother's house with your mother, but when I talked about this when I went to relatives later, a few old men and women said that they had seen it on the spot." Not only are the Witnesses alive, but they have confessed to it, and your cousin has learned some of the craftsman's ancestral trades. Sometimes I have to believe that. ”
After listening to this kind of story, the average person may be skeptical, but as a staunch atheist, after some thought, I have another idea.
I asked my father, "Dad, is my cousin going to be famous, and everyone knows that he studied under that master craftsman." ”
The father nodded and said, "That's exactly what happened at the time. "I see," I began to analyze: "That's probably my cousin and the old craftsman's momentum, is it my cousin's family worried that my cousin has no way to make a living, so they colluded with the old craftsman in advance and came up with the idea together?" Through this bet, the reputation is out. After the fame goes out, there will naturally be people who come to admire it, so if you have connections, use that to accumulate money, open a decoration company to change your fate. ”
My father was visibly stunned by this answer, and asked, "Where did you learn these things?" TV? This question also made me very stunned: "Isn't this Dad, when you tell me about running a business every year during the holidays, what is the way to do business?" ”
After hearing this, my father muttered in a low voice, "Is there something wrong with my education?" Why is this child so realistic, he is not innocent at all. ”
If I'm not mistaken, this man seems to have smacked his tongue, smacked his tongue at my clever answer, and wanted his son to understand the dangers of society, and wanted his son to retain his innocence, what kind of person he wanted me to be.
After muttering for a while, my father directly objected to my words: "Children are children, even if you imitate adults, you still can't change some details, I don't think your cousin's thing is a momentum." After saying that, he reached out and stroked my head like a child.
This remark made me resist, and I couldn't help but refute it: "Dad, why do you think it's true?" The father leaned back on the chair to make his body more comfortable, and began to explain with his hands dancing: "Because if it is fake, then after the momentum, this matter will be over." But since then, your cousin has really started to walk incense, that is, to take on the work of feudal superstition, which can't bluff people, and if he is fake, he will definitely be exposed. At first glance, my father's words seem to make sense, but when I think about it, I feel that there are loopholes in them.
I seized the loophole and emphasized to my father: "Even if I take on feudal work, it can't prove that he is real, because ghosts and gods do not exist, and this cannot be proved at all, because it can neither be seen nor touched, unlike the paper bag in my hand and the steamed buns on the table, which can really be seen." Since there are no visible entities, and no one can touch them, these things are inherently fake. ”
The father said solemnly: "Ghosts and gods exist. I asked rhetorically, "Why are you so convinced of existence, Dad, and you haven't seen it?" ”
After hearing this, my father smiled weirdly: "Who said I haven't seen it?" ”