So, I became silent.

Master had always wanted me to learn Qin Bukong's techniques, but I never formally agreed, but now I can't help but learn a lot. Metaphysical craftsmanship is very important to the teacher, that is to say, if you don't have the lineage of other sects, just learning it is actually useless against the enemy.

But even if you just memorize a belly trick, it's better than nothing. At least in the future, if you really inherit the Dharma lineage, you will be able to understand it immediately. The master saw that I didn't speak, so he said to me, since these days, the skills that our own sect master understands have basically been taught to you, and the rest is that you can only improve it with time and hard practice.

I still don't speak, in fact, I've been avoiding this problem for a long time, it's not that I don't want to learn, this kind of powerful ability is for people in metaphysics, everyone I see will be hungry and thirsty, I just have concerns, but I don't know what I'm worried about, maybe it's the depths of my consciousness, and I vaguely feel that one day in the future, Meng Dongxue and I will repeat in another state, and if I learn the art of playing talismans, I'm afraid that I will disappoint her again.

Of course, these are all my unilateral thoughts. Master asked me, "At first, I thought you had something you couldn't let go of, such as a girl. But for more than half a year, you have never mentioned Meng Dongxue to me, and you have never written to her, although Master is an old bachelor, Master is not stupid, and Master also knows these appearances between you young men and women.

A trace of regret flashed in Master's eyes, because I knew that in fact, Master also liked Meng Dongxue's child very much. However, when Master said this, the part that I hadn't thought about for a long time rolled over again at this moment, and I began to regret it, and began to think back to the tossing and turning in Meng Dongxue's room that night, and then smiled bitterly and asked Master: It turns out that you know everything.

This pale and weak sentence, when he said it, actually pulled a sour feeling in his heart, and those happy times in the past flashed back in his mind very clearly. Master said, guess it, when I didn't notice it before, I never mentioned it to you about learning to play talismans, but now it's different, as long as you let go of something in your heart and don't regret this decision in the future, Master can teach you at any time.

At that moment, I didn't accept Master, I just said let me think again. Master didn't force me, but patted me on the shoulder, and went back to bed to rest.

That night, I tossed and turned again, maybe it was because of the master's mention, so I had to compare the two things of Meng Dongxue and the talisman again, but now the comparison is completely different from before, Meng Dongxue said goodbye to me, maybe it's time to say goodbye to the Meng Dongxue in my heart.

So the next morning, before Master got up, I knelt beside Master's bedside, and he opened his eyes and looked at me with a stunned expression, and I told Master that I wanted to learn how to play talismans.

So from that day on, whenever I had free time, I would study with Master. The technique of playing talismans is simple and crude, but before that, you need to master the hand, as well as the mantra that you can recite silently in your heart. The most difficult part is the drawing of runes, which is a more time-consuming task, usually it takes half an hour to draw a rune, and you will be sweating profusely. Master told me that when I can have energy, I should prepare some of it in advance, and when I need it, I can also respond to emergencies. Master emphasized that playing talismans is a posture of more than one against the other, and the technique of commanding the Yin soldiers and gods to restrict, injure, and even kill the opponent in the way of admonition is a relatively ruthless one, and it must not be used indiscriminately unless it is absolutely necessary. Master also said that when we learn these things, we increase our own strength, and our strength is not used to be above others, but to protect and help those who are weaker than us.

This is the biggest difference between Master and Qin Bukong, Master is kind-hearted, and Qin Bukong is selfish and selfish, and there is no comparison.

At noon one day in June 1971, Qin Bukong let me go into the tunnel after lunch, and this time, he even brought Ganmu. We've been stuck in the broken door, tried a lot of things without success, and we've been in danger several times. Each of the eight gates of this array will gather a variety of revenant souls of the same type according to the hexagram and the attributes of the five elements, and form a ghost with greater power. Usually when we destroy a ghost, we often say that it will be scattered, because for the traditional ghosts with specific causes, if they are scattered, each scattered part will not actually pose much of a threat, but the ghost that hurts the door is different, even if it is scattered, each one can fight alone.

Qin Bukong and I are only two people, and this ghost is hundreds or thousands of ghosts of the same type and put together, the difficulty and danger can be imagined. According to what Qin Bukong and Master often discussed, most of the ghosts who hurt the door are caused by the souls of people and animals lost due to various serious injuries, or wars, natural disasters, or human slaughter, and the death of these animals is not their own will, so the resentment is the heaviest among the eight gates.

And these existing ghosts are not left thousands of years ago, but with the passage of time, the old ones slowly weaken and disperse, and the new ones are newly added and gathered because of the relationship between the eyes of this place. This means that if we can't crush this cohesive whole in one blow, we will face hundreds of attacks from different directions.

Although Qin Bukong is powerful, and I am not a straw bag, but we don't think that we have the ability to deal with so many ghosts at the same time, the most terrible thing is that if Qin Bukong and I enter this door, as long as we retreat, the door will immediately return to the original state, and we must break the door again, this is an endless process, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us. Because people need to eat and sleep, but ghosts don't use them, this group of ghosts who have been cut off from incense offerings, the longer they drag, the hungrier and thirstier they become, and the greater the threat to us.

Qin Bukong said, we are the first people to find and prepare to break the formation in the past thousand years, and we have no experience to learn from before, so we can only explore on our own. And this time I brought Ganmu, I plan to try to let Ganmu get into the door, to see if we can find the Vajra to bring out, if we can, we can lure the ghost who hurt the door outside the formation and then destroy it, just like when I destroyed the ghost of the Death Gate. But Qin Bukong also admitted frankly that he didn't know if he would succeed, but Ganmu has been domesticated for many years, has deep spirituality, and snakes themselves are good at operating underground.

After Gan Mu was commanded by Qin Bukong to enter the wounded door, he and I have been squatting at the door and waiting. Seven or eight minutes later, there was a clanging sound from inside the door, and the sound I knew was the sound of the vajra hitting the ground. Qin Bukong showed an excited look on his face, stood up with a pat on his thigh, and said loudly, It's successful! So the two of us went to the door, intending to take the vajra in the moment when Ganmu came out.

But when the snake's head came out of the hole, I saw a large wound on its yellow and white torso, and I was shocked, knowing that it was injured. But even so, it tried very hard to get out of the hole, but it was noticeably slower than before.

I was a little anxious, so I said to Qin Bukong, you can help it quickly and pull it out. Qin Bukong didn't speak, just waited on the side for the back half of Ganmu's body to come out. The door we had chiseled was large enough for Ganmu to drag the vajra out, but just as the vajra was just out of the hole, Ganmu's tail suddenly kept going, as if it was being dragged by something, and it struggled to break free, but it couldn't move at all.

I don't know anything about snakes, but I know that when tamed, they will be loyal. The end of its tail is wrapped around the vajra, but the end is still in the hole. At this moment, even if Qin Bukong reached out to take down the vajra, it seemed unlikely, because he had already been rolled up by Ganmu. I watched as Ganmu began to be dragged backwards little by little, and I knew that it was the ghost behind the door who was trying to recapture the vajra, but Ganmu kept pushing hard outward, and it looked very anxious. So I didn't care that I might be bitten by Ganmu, so I leaned over, picked up the thickest part of Ganmu's body, used my hands and feet together, and began to pull it out, trying to get it out of the hole.

Ganmu seemed to know that I was helping it, so he took the initiative to slip the snake's head under my arm and circle it a few times, as if it were tied to my hand. But when I was pulling, I found that the other party's strength was obviously much greater than mine, and the scales on Ganmu's body were a little slippery, and I would slip several times. So Ganmu was like a tug-of-war rope, one end was me, and the other was a ghost who hurt the door, dragging each other.

In a hurry, I shouted at Qin Bukong, you help quickly, I won't be able to hold on! My feet were propped up on the ground, and I had already made several marks on the ground, and Gan Mu was now straining at both ends, and his mouth was so wide that even his eyes seemed to burst out.

But Qin Bukong squatted down at this time, and instead of helping me drag Ganmu out of the hole, he grabbed the vajra that had been exposed outside the cave with one hand, and pulled out the short knife from his waist with the other hand.

There was a thud, it was the impact of the blade slashing to the ground, and there was a violent tightening sensation in my hand, and my body rolled backwards due to the loss of force, and when I got up, I saw that there was blood all over the ground, and there was a severed snake tail at the entrance of the hole.