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"So, I drew two talismans with cinnabar, one was pasted on the back of the door, and the other was pressed under the girl's pillow. Baidu search b1 3kanwang/b read the latest chapter and then told the family not to be afraid and do what they should. Whatever. I can't leave tonight, I have to catch that beast.

"At night, everything went as usual, and the girl fell asleep on time again. I asked her family to turn off the lights and hide in another room. The girl's parents had never seen this situation, and they kept asking nervously if their daughter would Sometimes? I said, don't worry, I promise it will be fine.

"After midnight, I suddenly heard a muffled sound of 'bang' coming from the room over there, and a girl's scream of 'ah'. I hurriedly led the family and rushed in.

"The girl's parents were stunned when they entered the house: they saw the girl shivering at the head of the bed, and a huge weasel under the bed was twitching and vomiting blood.

"The beast wanted to run away when he saw me. I hurried over and pricked its neck with a silver needle. The beast vomited another mouthful of blood, stared at me hatefully and asked: 'Who let me Are you nosy?' I stared at it coldly and said, 'You shouldn't harm others! She is still a child!'

"The beast laughed for a while after hearing this, and said some obscene and dirty words in his mouth, which made everyone in the circle blush. Then he stared at me and said: 'Let go. Let me, I won’t come here anymore!’ I said, ‘I can let you go, but I have to destroy your way of doing things! So that you don’t do random things again!’

"The weasel spirit became anxious when he heard this. First he threatened with evil words, and then begged. At this moment, those in our profession cannot be lenient, right? I muttered the incantation silently in my mouth, and held a stick in my hand. A silver needle was pierced into the top of its head, and a burst of green smoke slowly rose from the top of the weasel spirit's head. Then it lay motionless on the ground.

"After everything was done, I said to it: 'Go away, I've left you a way to survive, and don't come back again!' After saying that, I pulled out the silver needle and took off the talisman behind the door. , it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Later, the girl gradually returned to her former cheerful and lively self."

"Of the things you are talking about, one is the art of controlling animals and the other is the art of eliminating demons." The middle-aged male soul who got into the car with Liang Xiaole said: "For our profession, this is pediatrics. Any Xiangguan would say it. There are a bunch of stories like this. I think that in our industry, the most difficult thing to master is longevity. If you can conquer this, you will be called a true Onmyoji."

As soon as the middle-aged male soul said these words, it immediately aroused heated discussion in the carriage.

The male soul in his fifties rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "We can't just extend our lives if we want to. Such things are usually done between families, relatives and friends. Even if we are invited to go, We can only host a ceremony for them, but we have no right to enforce it."

"That is, if it is enforced, it will not be called borrowing life, but stealing life. Stealing life is an act against heaven and will be punished by heaven." The middle-aged male soul choked the male soul in his fifties. One sentence.

"I heard that there is a person who steals life spans. He often steals the life spans of orphaned elderly people or street children, and sells them to patients in rich people's homes at high prices to earn money. People who go to his house to buy life spans don't even have the money.

Young man, he prospered for a while. Later, this man was struck by thunder from the sky, so the art of stealing life did not spread among the Yin and Yang people."

The person who said this was the young female soul in her twenties who got on the bus later. This was the first time she spoke since she got on the bus. Her voice was clear and her face was pretty, which was very different from the image of a witch in Liang Xiaole's mind. Think about it.

If I do this job in the future, I will also be called a witch or a witch. What is the difference between this beautiful young female spirit?

When Liang Xiaole thought about it, he felt that this young female soul was much more approachable.

Liang Xiaole didn't know anything about borrowing longevity, and had never heard of it in the past. Now that everyone has talked about this topic, he hoped they would talk more, so that he could learn more about this aspect. He couldn't help but look at the young woman.

Hun said: "Sister, can you tell me a story about this? I love listening to stories the most!"

The young female soul was stunned. She probably didn't expect that her words would attract the attention of others and let her tell a story. She looked at Liang Xiaole and said, "Little sister, are you here to do something too?"

Liang Xiaole nodded. In order to avoid diluting the topic just now, he asked: "Sister, what is life extension?"

The young female soul smiled and said: "Borrowing life, as the name suggests, is lending someone else's life span to a patient who is about to end his life span. We all know that the length of life is determined by heaven. But people also think that

, lifespan is like goods and can be borrowed. When a loved one is critically ill, in order to extend his lifespan, it is usually his children or other relatives who voluntarily lend their lifespan to their elder relatives.

"So, they fasted and bathed, and then their relatives carried a bucket of rice with a scale rod, scissors and other objects inserted in the rice, and then put a red baggage on it. They took it to the temple, burned incense and kowtowed, prayed to the gods, cried to the sky, and said it themselves

Say how much you are willing to shorten your lifespan to extend the lifespan of your sick elders to show your filial piety."

"This is just one aspect you are talking about." As soon as the young female soul stopped talking, a middle-aged female soul in her forties continued: "There are also relatives and close friends who voluntarily invite ten people together.

We went to the temple together in person, prayed devoutly, and explained that we each volunteered to extend our lives by one year, asking God to extend their lives.

The life span of the patient is allowed to be cured and the unfinished affairs of the family can be taken care of. However, this one must be ten people, no more or less, and each person can only borrow one year of life. It must also be done voluntarily by the person who borrows life.

If it is requested or entrusted by family members, or it is negotiated by others, it will not be effective."

"Well, that's what I said." The young female soul followed, cleverly indicating that her words had been cut off.

"What you are talking about is overt borrowing. There is also a secret borrowing. That is, without going through any ceremony or letting the other party know, secretly forcibly borrowing the other person's lifespan. Hidden borrowing usually results in the death of the other party. And both

It is done by people who are related to you by blood. It is also called 'eating yourself' among the people. People who can 'eat themselves' must be people with a particularly tough life."

"'Eat oneself'? What is the method of 'eating oneself'?" Liang Xiaole asked.

"That is to say, if a person is too old, and his (her) son did not outlive him (her) and died before him (her), people will say that he (she) is the one who gave him (her) the child.

The life limit of his son was borrowed. Because the son was his own, and because

Without a son, he or she will have no one to take care of him or her until the end of his or her life, which is equivalent to ruining the rest of his or her life. Therefore, people call it "eating one's own son" - which means eating one's own son as well as one's own self." IV.

The middle-aged female soul in her teens explained.

"Isn't this tantamount to killing each other and cutting off their own retreat? How can people do this?!" Liang Xiaole said in confusion.

"Of course, this is just a folk saying. But you don't believe it when people say they have noses and eyes?!" the male soul in his fifties added.

"Well, uncle, I see that you are well-informed, can you tell me a story about this?" Liang Xiaole pointed the finger at him again.

Liang Xiaole was very interested in each of their conversations. She had never heard of anything like this. In her previous life, she didn't believe it, so she didn't pay attention. In this life, she believed it, but she had never been exposed to it because she was young. This time it was just right.

Sitting with the magicians and teasing them, you can increase your knowledge, right? If you are engaged in this job in the future, you should speak less layman's words!

"Hey, children love to hear stories, so whoever catches them will tell them?!" the man in his fifties teased.

"Then tell your child! Isn't sitting still sitting down?!" The middle-aged male soul choked him again.

"Yes, what the child said is absolutely correct. Among us, you are the oldest and have the most experience. Tell us about what you have seen and heard, so that you can relieve the boredom of riding in the car." A man in his forties

The middle-aged female soul also said.

Seeing that everyone was willing to let him talk, the male soul in his fifties felt a desire to express himself. He smiled and said, "Since everyone is willing to listen, I will talk about it. Don't be too long-winded."

So, the male soul in his fifties told the following story about "eating himself":

It is said that the old man Chang in a certain village has a long life. He is not dead at the age of sixty, not dead at seventy, and not dead at eighty. Now he is already in his eighties, but he is more energetic and full of energy. He can eat every meal.

Two big bowls of rice made his son Chang Lichun anxious.

Chang Lichun couldn't help but be anxious. He was already in his mid-sixties and had already been ranked among the elderly. In the past two years, his body and bones were getting worse day by day. If his father was in his current state, he might be able to get ahead of him...

…

As the saying goes, a father worries about his son marrying, and a child worries about his father's burial. If he really takes the first step, who will take care of his father? A hundred years later, who will accompany him in mourning, throwing basins and flags for him?!

Just when Chang Lichun was upset, he met a blind fortune teller at the entrance of the village. They say that the dumb and the blind are weak, and Chang Lichun believed this. Although it is taboo for a son to ask me about my life span and is looked down upon. But I know.

It’s good to be prepared in your mind, isn’t it?!

Chang Lichun decided to ask the blind fortune teller to see when the old man's final day would be.

The blind fortune teller pocketed Chang Lichun's divination information and spent a long time calculating it. His face showed a look of confusion: "That's not right. According to fortune teller, your father should have left twenty years ago. Why now?"

Still alive?"

"My father is in good health!" Chang Lichun was a little confused.

"Wait a minute, I'll do the math again, this is really weird." The blind fortune teller continued to toss for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Yes, your father's deadline is this month!"

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