Su Chunfeng seldom went out to play, but spent more time studying, chatting with her parents, and helping her parents discipline her naughty younger brother.
Although friends who grew up in the same village often come to play with him after holidays, and junior high school classmates from other villages also occasionally come to play with him, and Su Chunfeng also wants to integrate himself into his peers, but
After all, he is a person with a mature mentality in his thirties, so it is difficult to play with these big kids anyway - to put it more informally, there is really a generation gap!
Fortunately, the young man's friends are not prejudiced against him because of this, they just think that he should be a good boy who studies hard.
Time flies……
On this day, after lunch, Su Chunfeng, who had been reviewing his homework for a while, was about to lie down on the bed and rest, but suddenly he noticed an unusual fluctuation in his aura.
Out of a warlock's instinct, he stood up and walked out of the bedroom with a frown on his face.
My parents had already taken their lunch break by this time.
It was quiet in the outer living room, and there was nothing unusual about the aura around it. It was very calm, as if the fluctuations in the aura that Su Chunfeng had noticed before were just an illusion.
He thought for a while and walked into the courtyard.
It was the hottest time of the day. The sun was scorching hot, and the white light cast between the lush branches and leaves of the trees was so dazzling that it was hard to open your eyes. The leaves on the elm trees and grape trellises were wrinkled as if they had been sunburnt.
The pearl-like bunches of grapes become more and more tempting in the sunshine.
Everything is normal.
But Su Chunfeng still felt that something was wrong. He knew that with his own telepathy, he should not have any illusions about the strange aura fluctuations.
In fact, in the world we live in, it is normal for a certain area or even a small place to occasionally have some fluctuations in the magnetic field for a short period of time due to some special reasons, and it will soon be smoothed out by nature.
Restore stability.
So there is absolutely no need to make a fuss or worry about it.
However, with Su Chunfeng's strong mental cultivation, he was certain that the abnormal fluctuations he had just sensed were harmful to the human body, and there was a faint aura of magic in them.
Why does the warlock appear here?
In Su Chunfeng's memory, although there have been many magicians in Pingyang City, Yuzhou Province since ancient times, and in this era there have been a dozen or more magicians of various schools who were not known to Su Chunfeng, but in Hetang Village and even the entire Guanmiao Township, apart from him, Su Chunfeng
Apart from that, I have never heard of any other warlocks.
Will...
Is it related to my own rebirth?
Su Chunfeng, who was extremely sensitive to this, shivered in the hot weather. He frowned and trotted to the kitchen, took out a bowl of water and placed it in the middle of the yard. He squatted down and pinched the water between his index, middle and ring fingers on his right hand.
He picked up two chopsticks, chanted the incantation in his mouth, and inserted them gently into the bowl of water.
I saw two chopsticks inserted diagonally in the water bowl, not leaning against the edge of the bowl, but just diagonally tilted in the water and began to rotate slowly...
When the two chopsticks were finally brought together and motionless, the chopsticks pointed to the southwest.
Su Chunfeng pinched it with her left hand, and flicked the protruding tails of the two chopsticks with her right hand. With a soft "clang" sound, the two chopsticks stirred up water and flipped out of the bowl, falling to the ground.
The magnetic field is stable and there are no abnormalities.
Strange!
Su Chunfeng frowned. It stands to reason that when a warlock performs a spell, there cannot be such a small aura fluctuation, and is it just to transmit a signal? Confused in his heart, he stood up and looked to the southwest - the abnormal aura fluctuation came from
at that location.
On the grape trellis set up between the toilet and the west room in the southwest corner of the yard, the grape stems and leaves are lush, casting a thick green shade.
Su Chunfeng packed up the dishes and put them back in the kitchen of the west room, then walked out to the corner of the east wall and the main room, and climbed up the ladder to the roof.
The harsh sunshine is blocked by the lush elm branches, and there is also a large green shade on the roof.
However, the view is much wider.
Slowly walking to the west side of the roof, looking at the roof of Liu Jinming's main house diagonally opposite his home in the southwest, Su Chunfeng showed a dumbfounded expression: "I'm still too sensitive, it's just a little
It's just folk witchcraft, so we mistakenly think it's caused by warlocks."
Su Chunfeng's house is at the northeast corner of the intersection of two alleys, while Liu Jinming's house is at the southwest corner.
At this time, at the northeast corner of the main roof of Liu Jinming's house, a few red bricks were used to fix a black earthen jar. It was a small earthen jar commonly used in rural areas for pickling eggs. The diameter of the brown-red jar mouth was about ten meters.
About 30 centimeters, the diameter of the black pot belly is more than 30 centimeters.
The mouth of the jar is slightly inclined downwards, facing the entrance of Su Chunfeng's main house.
At this time, due to the strong sunlight and the orientation and distance of the mouth of the jar, Su Chunfeng could not see clearly what was going on inside the jar.
But he knew that there should be something like an iron nail inside.
Strictly speaking, this can be regarded as a kind of magic - from the theoretical point of view of magic, a round jar has a small mouth and a large internal capacity. If it is placed in one place for a long time, a small jar will be formed inside.
Aura vortices, and there are sharp metal objects inside, will affect the effect of the aura vortex on the external atmospheric field to a certain extent, forming a weak tearing effect on the atmospheric field in the pointed direction.
The weak effect will naturally be easily smoothed by the majestic magnetic field of nature.
But under certain circumstances, when the surrounding aura is disordered or undergoes some drastic change, this weak tearing effect will trigger aura fluctuations that are harmful to the human body. For example, in rainy days, thunderstorms, and sudden sudden changes.
In times of extreme weather such as heat, sudden cold, sudden humidity, etc.
But even so, it is not very harmful to the human body. After all, humans have their own immune function, and nature's balancing ability is quite great.
This situation is commonly known as "evil energy"
After finding out the reason, Su Chunfeng left the room.
He knew that there should be some conflict between someone in Liu Jinming's family and someone in his own family, so he didn't know which village goddess or magic stick he had heard from, or even ordinary people who had heard about a similar thing that had been passed down among the people since ancient times.
They use small folk remedies of witchcraft to vent their inner dissatisfaction and anger. Maybe even they themselves don’t know that this thing can cause great harm under accidental circumstances.
Although, the chance of that kind of accident is very low.
Liu Jinming is in his forties this year. His family conditions are average. In addition to farming, he works sporadically to make money. He has a daughter and a son. The daughter is married. After graduating from junior high school, his son was recommended to work in other places. It is not easy to go out to work these days.
You really can't make much money.
As for Liu Jinming’s personal conduct...
He has always relied on the large number of people in his family to be strong and domineering, and he is considered one of the most domineering masters in the village. Sometimes when some people from other villages who are doing small business in the streets come to Hetang Village, Liu Jinming will always take advantage of them at will.
Eat apples, carry away a bunch of vegetables, etc., and you will definitely not be paid. If a small business person dares to ask for money, then wait to be threatened or directly provoked and beaten.
Anyway, Liu Jinming is not a kind person.
However, he and Su Cheng's family usually don't have any conflicts.
So this matter should have nothing to do with Liu Jinming - as a strong and arrogant man, he cannot do such things that ordinary people think are pure nonsense.
Who could it be?
Liu Jinming’s wife?
Or Liu Jinming’s mother?
Su Chunfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head - with his method, he could easily counter this small witchcraft method, but in that case, it would be a bit of a fuss. Because any magic, no matter how big or small, once it is countered, ordinary people will
It is simply unbearable, and severe cases may even lead to death.
During dinner, Su Chunfeng asked at the dinner table as if chatting: "Father, mother, are there any conflicts between Liu Jinming's family and ours?"
"Huh?" Su Cheng was stunned for a moment and said, "It's nothing. What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I just met Liu Jinming's mother when I went out today. There was something wrong with the way she looked at me." Su Chunfeng said casually.
Su Cheng then smiled and said, "That's nonsense."
Chen Xiulan sighed softly and said, "Oh, Liu Jinming's mother must have a problem with our family because of raising funds for temple construction."
"Why build a temple?" Su Cheng asked.
"I didn't tell you about this either..." Chen Xiulan showed a helpless smile and said: "Those old ladies in our village are making plans to build the Guandi Temple on the street. Liu Jinming's mother is in charge.
, asked me to raise some money a few days ago, and every household in the village contributed."
Su Cheng smiled nonchalantly and said, "Since we've already paid for it, why don't we just give it to her?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't give it." Chen Xiulan said angrily: "Other families pay 20 yuan, but she wants our family to pay 200 yuan."
"Why?" Su Cheng asked doubtfully.
"She said that our family has made money this year, so we should thank the Guandi Temple and contribute more money than other families." Chen Xiulan put down her chopsticks and said, "Where do you think such a thing can happen? It's easy for you to go out and make some money.
Is it? The weather is exposed to wind, sun, and rain, and sometimes I don’t even bother to eat or drink... She wanted to give our family an extra thirty twenty yuan, so I gave it to her, but she asked for two hundred yuan.
Money, isn’t this blackmail?”
Hearing this, Su Cheng was also a little angry and said, "What should we do in the end?"
"I argued with her for a while, but then I gave her thirty yuan." Chen Xiulan shook her head helplessly and said, "The old lady's words were really unpleasant, and she even cursed our family for making so much money.
If you show filial piety to Mr. Guan, it will be difficult to make money in the future, and if you make money, you will have to spend it all to eliminate disasters."
Su Cheng was so angry that he slammed the table and shouted: "What the hell! I won't give her a penny! She will go to whoever she likes!"
Chen Xiulan said nothing.
Su Chunfeng felt angry when he heard this. He had been aware of the conduct and scolding skills of the superstitious old ladies in the village since he was a child. After thinking about it, he said while eating his rice: "These feudal superstitions,
They all deserve to be knocked down!"
Su Cheng glared at his eldest son. He originally wanted to warn him not to cause trouble, but thinking about his son's weak character since childhood, he did not talk nonsense. Instead, he picked up the chopsticks and said: "Forget it, I won't talk to that old lady."
As a general rule, if you give it, you give it, and eat!"