Cui Lin raised his head, looked stunned, and then put his hand into the pocket of his torn cotton jacket, took out a crumpled piece of yellow paper and threw it on the table, and said, "I came home a few days ago and found it under the carpet at the door." ”

I suspiciously opened the yellow paper, the handwriting on it had become blurry due to the severe wrinkles and Cui Lin's improper storage, and the only thing I knew for sure was that it was a piece of rune paper.

Cui Lin pointed to the talisman paper with his chin and asked, "Is this a talisman used by Taoist priests?" ”

I shook my head: "It's hard to say, there are many sects that use talismans, and they may not be Taoism." Also, I couldn't make out the handwriting on it, so I couldn't determine what it was for. ”

"Maybe, I'm still protecting you." I said comfortingly.

"Protection?" Cui Lin took out a charred black thing from his pocket, put it on the table, and asked with a sneer, "Then what do you say about this?" ”

I looked down and saw that it was black and swarthy, and the fire marks were very obvious, so I took a closer look and realized that it was a blackened wooden man.

Cui Lin poked the wooden man with chopsticks: "This, you should know it, right?" ”

"What is this?" I asked, confused.

I frowned and looked carefully, I could barely distinguish the shape of this thing, this little man seemed to be carrying something on his shoulder, but because of the fire, the specific details could not be seen.

"I looked for someone to see it, this is called Lubanshu." Cui Lin stared, staring at the villain.

As soon as Cui Lin reminded me, I suddenly remembered that this thing is called "Picker!" ”

From the appearance of this thing, it is an ordinary wooden man, with two baskets on his shoulders, one basket with the word "longevity" written on it, and the other basket with the word "life" written on it. Put it on the beam, or on the side of the threshold, and bury it with black and yellow concrete. Within seven days, the head of the household died violently, and within half a month, the man was mourned, and after March, the family was ruined!

Cui Lin is right, this is indeed a kind of Luban technique.

"See what?" Cui Lin asked.

I couldn't help but sigh, "There are really outlaws!" From ancient times to the present, few people dare to learn Lubanshu, and this thing has a name, called 'missing a door'. ”

"Tell me about it." Cui Lin said with interest.

I lowered my head, fiddled with the wooden man at will, and said unhurriedly: "Once Luban is learned, it will basically end up being cut off, and if it is a little better, it will also be a lonely old man, the retribution of this thing is too great, and no one can afford it." That's why I say they're outlaws. ”

As I spoke, I stopped what I was doing, slowly raised my head, and asked suspiciously, "How do you know that this is Lu Banshu?" ”

Cui Lin was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained: "Although I don't know this thing, I feel a little weird, so I found a trustworthy Mr. Yin and Yang and asked him to help me take a look." It was he who told me the origin of this thing, and told me how to crack it, and he was worried that I would cause more trouble, so he asked me to burn half of it, and he didn't tell me the rest. ”

I looked at the wooden man, rubbed my chin, and asked, "Mr. who knows how to crack the law, he definitely has real skills, why don't you ask him to help you?" ”

His answer, instead of making me see the situation clearly, further aroused my suspicions, and he ran to me again when he had found someone who could solve the problem, which obviously did not make sense.

Cui Lin said helplessly: "He, he said that he couldn't deal with it, let me come out to find a master, I'm afraid I'll worry about my life if it's late." ”

"Then how can you be sure that I can handle it?" I asked in a hurry.

Cui Lin was a little flustered in an instant, and explained repeatedly: "Didn't you say that you could catch ghosts?" Those who can catch ghosts must be masters! ”

I nodded slightly, and his explanation was quite tenable. At least, in the present view, everything makes sense.

"It's far away." I quickly dragged the conversation back: "You haven't told me yet, how can you be sure that your second uncle did it?" ”