Chapter 8 Burning Incense to Distinguish Good Luck and Evil 2

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I smelled the familiar fragrance of hair, and without looking back, I also knew that it was Tang Wan.

In my eyes, my grandfather's face was getting closer and farther away, gradually blurring. My ears echoed what he said, and gradually the voice became that of the eldest brother Xia Cheng, and their voices alternated, sometimes high and sometimes low.

"Revenge, revenge, kill them, avenge me - stone, hurry up, copy the guy and kill the thief......" was the voice of the eldest brother.

"Little Stone, the 'Seven Kings Society' is here, get up, get up, run away, you are not their opponent, run, run......" That was Grandpa's voice.

I was completely unconscious from the knee down, and my brain was a pot of paste.

"Grandpa died, I have to send him back to Zhongyi Hutong on Qushuiting Street, build a funeral shed for him, keep a funeral, hold a funeral, and then bury him in style...... "I know my responsibility, even if the family is bankrupt, I have to give my grandfather a decent funeral." It's a big deal, so I sold the old house, in addition to the funeral, and by the way, I also paid off the money I borrowed from friends and neighbors in the past few years. At that time, I will be debt-free and light, so I will go to the nearby Minghu community to buy a small house and live a quiet life.

"Tianshi, wake up, wake up...... Tang Wan's voice sounded close to my ears.

I struggled to open my eyes and saw her face stop a foot in front of me.

"Tianshi, cheer up, it's not over yet, you have to hold on no matter what!" Tang Wan leaned over, the tip of his nose almost touching the tip of my nose, "I'll give you two injections, one for sedation and one for refreshment." ”

I shook my head noncommittally and nodded, my throat looking like a large mass of new cotton was stuffed in my eyes.

Tang Wan stood up and pulled up my sleeves.

I felt the coolness of the alcohol cotton ball rubbing against my arm, followed by a pain in my skin, and two needles pierced at the same time from the top of my elbow.

"Don't be afraid, you'll be completely normal in a few minutes. Tang Wan's voice floated in.

I don't know when the needle was removed, but soon I had the strength to stand up all at once.

"Stone, take Uncle Xia home, while he still has a breath. As the old saying goes, an old man walking outside can't take him home for mourning. Listening to the words of the eldest mother, I went to work after a while to go through the formalities, and I told the neighbors in advance and asked them to prepare the funeral shed for the house. Aunt Guan said.

This time, I am sure that Grandpa is gone, and this is already a sure fact.

"Good, good. I wanted to nod, but my temples hurt like they were about to explode.

"There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. Don't be sad, child, and think about everything. In this way, your friend is here to take care of you, and I will go back first and set up the house. Aunt Guan said as she cleaned up the incense burner and residual incense on the table.

The incense she took out later was not burned, and she put it in a gray cloth bag at this time.

In front of Tang Wan, she had lost Su Ri's ability and aura, and she seemed a little in a hurry.

"You didn't say anything...... Who is hiding in Grandpa's body? That's ...... Whose soul?" I asked, trying to even out my breathing and gathering strength.

I saw that Tang Wan and Aunt Guan glanced at each other, and the expressions on their faces became very unnatural.

"Without a soul, there can be no one. Aunt Guan denied it.

"Yes, but I only know how to touch the skin of the bone, and the soul is so deep that I can't do anything about it. Tang Wan nodded in affirmation, but at the same time a wry smile appeared on her face, admitting that she could not take further action.

As I understand it, any kind of physiognomy is like a radiographic machine in a hospital that performs body fluoroscopy. When the radiation is strong enough and the optical machine is advanced enough, the inside of the patient's body will be seen through and there will be no ambiguity. On the contrary, there will be a situation where you know it but do not know why it is, and you can perceive most of the main points, but you can't grasp them accurately, and you are vague.

What is commendable is that Tang Wan has always said one thing, not exaggerating, nor overall. This kind of cautious and cautious attitude is a manifestation of a person who is rational enough and responsible enough.

"Why do you say there is?" Aunt Guan stared at Tang Wan, her eyebrows straightened again.

Tang Wan didn't answer, but stretched out her hands and showed her palms to Aunt Guan. Her palms are always white and flawless, and her fingers are slender and delicate, which is better than the top hand models on TV.

"What do you mean?" Aunt Guan stepped back and stared at Tang Wan's hand.

"You know how to burn incense to distinguish good luck and evil, naturally you are a fellow practitioner, don't you understand when you see these hands?" Tang Wan said softly.

"I don't understand, I don't understand. Aunt Guan shook her head again and again, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously clenched the handle of the cloth bag.

"My surname is Don. Tang Wan added again, "Do you understand now?"

Aunt Guan stared at Tang Wan's hand for more than ten seconds, gritted her teeth, and finally nodded: "You are a member of the 'Divine Hand' Tang family, so I have nothing to say." If you say yes, then there must be. ”

I don't know what she saw from Tang Wan's hands, but the "Divine Hand Tang Family" is very famous in the field of thaumaturgy, and it has been mentioned in many ancient classics.

"Thank you for coming, the field of physiognomy is broad and profound, all techniques have their own merits, and the ruler is short, the inch is long, no one dares to say that it can be eaten by the big and small. Tianshi Zun called you 'Auntie', and I also called you 'Auntie' with him, hoping that you can pay more attention to the affairs of the Xia family and help more. Tang Wan said lightly.

"Don't dare to be! With you, do you still need someone else's help? It looks like it's superfluous for me to stay here, farewell. Aunt Guan said with a miserable smile.

"No, I won't send it. Tang Wan nodded in response.

Mrs. Guan didn't look at me again, strode out, and slammed the door shut.

I leaned to the end of the bed, moved to the front of the chair, and sat down weakly.

The angry performance of the official lady made me scratch my head, but it didn't matter. The important thing is that after I go to work at the hospital, I have to go through the formalities and send my grandfather back to Qushuiting Street as soon as possible.

No matter how Tang Wan helps me, I can't fake others for what I should bear.

"Are you okay?" asked Tang Wan with concern.

I shook my head with difficulty, my breath was blocked in my chest, I couldn't spit it out or swallow it, I was so angry and stuffy.

"I'm sorry I can't give you an answer and I'm angry with your neighbor. Tang Wan sat down next to me, and her tone had become gentle.

"It's okay, Aunt Guan...... She's a good person. I replied.

Tang Wan sighed: "What is a good person? What is a bad person? What is the standard by which good and bad are measured? Don't say it's you, even I myself have been confused." I can see that she is not shallow in this industry, and there are not many masters like her in Jinan City. She practiced the art of watching incense, and practiced this, except for the surname of the official, the surname of the official is the surname Shang, these two major factions were passed down from the Shangguan clan of the Tang Dynasty, with the changes of the times, the millennium of evolution, and finally divided into two branches: Shang and Guan. The development of any kind of thaumaturgy will be marked by the political era, and it will not be able to stand alone, which is the greatest tragedy of mankind. ”

In the materials I have read, it is recorded that in the hundreds of years of the Tang Dynasty, there were peerless geniuses like Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, who became indelible god-level figures in the history of Chinese thaumaturgy. Under the aura of the great gods, hundreds of other thaumaturgical schools have their own fragrances and bear fruits, laying a solid foundation for the development of Chinese thaumaturgy in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties.

The representative of the Shangguan clan is Shangguan Wan'er, a senior female official beside Empress Zetian, who is a strange woman with both talents and appearances, even if she is around a big man like Empress Wu Cao, she will leave her light in history forever.

If it weren't for Tang Wan's explanation, I wouldn't have connected the official lady with the famous Shangguan family in history. After thinking about it at the moment, I realized again that Qushuiting Street is like a delicate microcosm of Jinan City's "spring water and weeping poplars", and most of the seemingly ordinary people on this street can be related to the ancient famous families.

In Zhongyi Hutong, my neighbor Guan Jia, that is the descendant of the authentic Three Kingdoms Loyal and Brave God Wuhan Shouting Hou Guan Erye, and the name "Zhongyi Hutong" is derived from the old Jinan people's admiration for Guan Erye, and the alley leading to the Guandi Temple on Furong Street in the west is named after it.

As for the Qin family in the front yard, its genealogy can be traced back to Qin Qiong, the founding general of the Tang Dynasty, Qin Shubao, and the Qin Qiong Temple in Wulongtan Park outside the West Gate of Jinan was built at the expense of their family.

There is indeed no generalization standard for celebrities, mortals, good people, and bad people, but compared with these unfathomable and capable people around me, I feel more and more ashamed of my current situation.

I was silent for a while, and then I asked, "What about you?"

It is mentioned in ancient books related to bone touching that the most knowledgeable bone touching in the world is the Tang clan in the Yunnan-Guichuan area, and the top masters of each generation of the clan are crowned with the title of "God Hand".

Aunt Guan looked at Tang Wan's hand, and bowed to the wind and left, she can be regarded as an insightful and scene-worthy person.

Politics is like the air we breathe. In ancient and modern times, no matter how noble a person is, no matter how high he is, in the end he still has to breathe air and be swayed by politics. Tang Wan said.

She stood up, pulled out her grandfather's patient card from the bedside, turned around and told me, "When you go to work later, I'll help you go through the formalities, you don't have to go anywhere, just stay here." ”

I barely nodded, not even having the strength to say thank you.

Tang Wan opened the door and walked out, I took out a small bag of coffee with difficulty, tore open the seal, poured it directly into my mouth, and swallowed it hard.

The ground coffee was so dry that my throat was completely muddy, so I had to lean against the wall and move to the bathroom to pour two large sips of cold water.

Swallowing ground coffee with cold water is the most refreshing, and I've tried it many times, and each time I can get myself energized in a short period of time.

There was a large mirror on the bathroom wall, and I looked at myself in the mirror, with a haggard face, a full beard, and a personal image that was gone.

I am ten years younger than my eldest brother, and compared with his old photos, I seem to lack the pride and courage that a master should have, perhaps due to the torment of ten years of poverty.

"Get well, I'm really fed up with this lowly life like an ant!" I swore to myself in the mirror.

In ancient times, most of the people who knew physiognomy could get the opportunity to worship the generals and marquis, and those with high status were respected as national teachers, and those with low status were almost named strategists, or became the disciples of big people, and lived a life without worrying about food and clothing, and doing whatever they wanted.

In modern times, we live in a red society where the proletariat controls power, and the thaumaturgy of physiognomy and other thaumaturgy is denounced as superstition of ghosts and gods, and if caught by the government, it will be punished severely.

So, there is no useless technology, only the age when wizards are buried.

I don't know where my future lies, but after tonight's events, I can no longer allow myself to live in an obscure otaku in the old mansion of Zhongyi Hutong.

"You have to get out, you have to rise!" I whispered to myself.

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