Chapter Twenty-Three: The Peachwood Blood Talisman
Ignoring Liang Shiming's question, Lu Yezi didn't look back, only waved his free hand to Liang Shiming behind him, and then crawled into the distance.
"Daoist Lu?" Liang Shiming raised his voice and shouted.
As if he was afraid that Liang Shiming would shout again, Lu Yezi reluctantly hooked his head and whispered, "Can't you see this? ”
"Ah!?" Hearing Lu Yezi say this, Liang Shiming ran a few steps to catch up and asked, "You, you ran away without making a sound?"
Without feeling the slightest inappropriateness, Lu Yezi said with a straight face: "My legs and feet are inconvenient, of course I ran first, I just signaled you to run together, didn't you see it?"
I thought that the chief of Maoshan could help the old boat to settle the danger fairly, but who would have thought that now Lu Yezi would escape from the battle, Liang Shiming asked urgently: "What about the old boatman?"
Lu Yezi got up cautiously, looked at Liang Shiming in embarrassment, and said, "Dao Master, I just calculated, I came tonight to be a ruthless master, and now I am not in full shape and the magic weapons are not in order, I'm afraid it is not easy to submit...... Rather than fight to the death, let's get out of here. You go home to find your parents, and I can go to Xiangji Temple to complete my master's life. ”
"How can this be done!?" Before Lu Yezi finished speaking, Liang Shiming grabbed Lu Yezi and said, "You are a Taoist immortal master, it is your duty to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, not to mention ...... When the Venerable Master Immortal died, he once said to me, this ghost and ghost is the natural enemy of my life, and everyone can be punished for it, how can you see evil and not get rid of it, and see death without saving it?"
Looking at Liang Shiming, who was like an ant in a hot pot, Lu Yezi smiled and said, "You kid really think I'm going to run away? After speaking, he pointed to the forest road not far away, "There is a peach tree there, go and cut a thick branch." With that, he took out a kitchen knife from his arms and handed it to Liang Shiming.
"Where did you get the kitchen knife?" Liang Shiming asked puzzledly as he took the kitchen knife.
"The old boatman's. Lu Yezi said disappreciatively, "I can use this kitchen knife, and I took it out when he drove it out." This absurd rhetoric obviously failed to convince Liang Shiming, but he did not seem to be trying to explain it to anyone.
Liang Shiming shook his head helplessly, ran towards the peach tree that Lu Yezi pointed to, groped and cut off a wrist-thick peach stick, ran back and handed it to Lu Yezi.
Lu Yezi took the wooden stick and looked at it, then threw it to Liang Shiming, and said, "Split diagonally from the middle of the wooden stick." ”
Although he didn't know why, Liang Shiming could only do so, and immediately split two sections diagonally in the middle of the wooden stick and handed it to Lu Yezi.
Lu Yezi picked out a relatively sharp wooden stick, picked up a stone block and polished it on the cross-section, and the tip of the stick was sharpened, and the wood grain exposed under the tip was also smoother. Pointing to the flat wood grain section, Lu Yezi said, "Look, Dao Ye is going to draw a talisman here." ”
"How do you draw?" Liang Shiming just squatted down and asked, but Lu Yezi dragged him over with one hand.
Without warning, Lu Yezi bit Liang Shiming's index finger, and blood gushed out.
"Ahh
"Shhh, the poor road wants to draw talismans. Lu Yezi said, dipped his finger in the blood on Liang Shiming's index finger, drew it on the slope of the wooden stick, and muttered in his mouth, "The peach willow is the second, the cinnabar is good, and the blood without cinnabar can be replaced." ”
Although Liang Shiming was reluctant, he could only squat silently, letting Lu Yezi dip his own blood, and at this time looking at Lu Yezi who was concentrating on painting, although his appearance was not good, he actually had the illusion of a fairy style.
"Have you ever exorcised ghosts before?" asked Liang Shiming.
"Hmm. Lu Yezi didn't look up, still sprinkling a little bit on the wooden stick.
"Can you see it?" Liang Shiming asked again.
"I can't see it, but I can make it appear and fight again!" Lu Yezi raised his head and looked at Liang Shiming and said, "I can't hide it, I really can't use the spell of clearing the shape and locking the shadow, but Dao Ye I have this ......hand" As he spoke, he pointed to his head and said, "As long as that thing slams into my head! ”
Liang Shiming was eye-opening after hearing this, he didn't expect that there was such a strange method in the world, but after thinking of the heavenly thunder on the top of Maoshan Mountain, he thought that nothing was unbelievable, and then he stretched out a hand and patted it on his head, looking around timidly.
"This is the practice that Daoist Master I have cultivated for decades, how can you do it?" Lu Yezi said as he painted.
While speaking, the absent-minded Lu Yezi had finished drawing the peach wood talisman, handed half of the wooden stick to Liang Shiming, and said proudly: "Come, you pay respect." ”
Liang Shiming respectfully took it in his hand, and saw that this peach wood blood talisman was similar to what he usually saw, but the characters were much smaller, although he didn't understand it, he still praised it: "Lu Daochang is a good exercise!"
"You don't have to flatter!" Lu Yezi said nonsense, but from his smug expression, it could be seen that he was very useful in his heart.
Inadvertently, Lu Yezi pinched it with one hand, and his expression changed suddenly, so he snatched the peach wood stick from Liang Shiming's hand and pinned it to his waist, picked up one or two pieces of peach bark from the ground, stood up with the iron rod, and said: "Quick! The old man of the boat will be unlucky! Let's go quickly!"
Seeing Lu Yezi's panicked expression, Liang Shiming also felt panicked, but thinking that he still had unfinished business, he stubbornly hugged Lu Yezi and limped towards the grass house.
The two came to the thatched hut, Liang Shiming found that the thatched hut was different from Fang Cai at this time, the door was open, and he saw Lu Yezi beside him staring at the river behind him, so he patted him and pointed to the open door.
Lu Yezi nodded after seeing it, clenched the iron rod in his hand, put his other hand around Liang Shiming's neck to hold himself firmly, and said fiercely: "Let's go!"
The two cautiously came to the door.
Inside, the bean-yellow fly-headed oil lamp swayed in the wind, and through the dim light and shadow, the room was as usual.
Liang Shiming looked at Lu Yezi helplessly, and asked him with his hand if he wanted to promote the "smashing his head" exercise, to see if there was anything abnormal around, but he saw that Lu Yezi shook his head at himself without hesitation.
Just when the two were muttering, Liang Shiming vaguely smelled a stench wafting from the house, and walked two steps to look for it, only to see the old boat lying on the ground on all fours next to the straw shop in the inner room. The two of them then alertly broke into the house, and when they saw that there was nothing abnormal, they bypassed the fishing net in the middle and walked to the inner room, where the old boatman was lying on the ground unconscious at the mouth, and the smell of continence was the smell of his incontinence.
"This ......" Liang Shiming was about to speak, but Lu Yezi hurriedly stopped, but he was still a moment late.
And the next moment, there was a scene that Liang Shiming regretted.