"You bastard, you haven't gotten up yet! It's already been three hours a day!"
I was dreaming about white, hot steamed buns. Before I could take a bite, I heard Master yelling at the top of his lungs. Then I received several heavy blows on my buttocks. I screamed in pain and jerked violently.
Looking up, I saw the master standing in front of the bed with a smile on his face, holding a wooden ruler in his hand.
"Hey, brat, did you dream of eating chicken again? Look how drooling you are! Get up, I'll take you to eat roasted chicken today!"
As soon as I heard that there was roast chicken, I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. I immediately became energetic and forgot about the pain in my butt. I quickly got up.
The last time I ate chicken was more than half a month ago, and it was just a little chick that was only one or two months old. I don’t know where the master got it from.
That time I went with Master to help a family perform rituals, but something went wrong. My arm was injured, and I lost a lot of blood. I was very weak. Master said he would give me some replenishment, so he got me one.
Little chick, I made a special trip to the mountains to dig some herbs, and stewed them together in a casserole. I ate all the soup and residue. In the end, I even licked the casserole. It was so delicious and fragrant. I
It’s still unforgettable and makes me drool when I think about it.
After getting up, I packed up the magic tools, runes and other things that I should bring, stuffed them into my carry-on bag, and followed Master out the door.
My name is Mo Shiyu, and my name was given by Master. Seven or eight years ago, when Master picked me up, I was still an infant. According to Master, I was placed in a long bamboo basket.
I placed it on a big rock next to a remote mountain road. Master happened to be passing by and saw me. He was worried that I would be picked up by a wild beast, so he stayed there for a whole afternoon until dark, and no one came to pick me up.
Then he felt that I must have been abandoned, so he took me back home.
Since he didn't leave any note with me, Master didn't know anything about my real name, birthplace, etc. He saw that I was wearing a green and black stone plaque around my neck.
The word "Yu" was engraved on it, so I took his last name and named me Mo Shiyu.
As for the master’s name, it’s a bit weird. It’s called inexplicable. Yes, it’s inexplicable and inexplicable! I don’t know why his parents gave him such a name. However, few people know his real name. As long as I can remember,
, he heard others call him Dr. Mo, but now, he prefers others to call him Mo Banxian or Taoist Mo.
Master told me that three generations of his ancestors were descendants of the Maoshan sect. He was proficient in medical and Taoist arts. He was originally an onmyoji master. During the Anti-Japanese War, a wave of eradication of the four olds was launched across the country, sweeping across the country.
All the fads of ghosts and monsters, Feng Shui masters and onmyoji masters were no longer able to be mixed up, so he turned to a barefoot doctor. However, he knew nothing about Western medicine. He was completely familiar with these "foreign things" such as laboratory tests and B-ultrasound.
I don’t understand, so I can only use traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis methods such as looking, smelling, asking, and palpation. Treatment often has to be combined with massage, acupuncture and other medical techniques. Most of them are folk prescriptions, but they have also cured many difficult and complicated diseases.
disease.
After the reform and opening up, some old traditional customs emerged in various places, and the Yin and Yang skills of Feng Shui were no longer restricted. He immediately changed his mind and resumed his old business. Soon he became what others call "Taoist Master Mo"
”.
According to the Master, he is quite capable. He can conquer monsters, catch ghosts, exorcise evil spirits, etc. Of course, he is also good at Feng Shui and numerology. But in my opinion, these are just tricks to coax ghosts.
It's just a big lie. Anyway, I've been hanging around with him for so long and I've never met a real ghost. Every time he does things for others, I just see him setting up a dojo there and singing to himself.
It's basically done, and the money is easy to earn.
Master also often teaches me some so-called methods to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, which he says can come in handy at critical moments. However, I have no interest in these mysterious things. I always feel that they are like ghosts and monsters, which is very unreliable.
He has no intention of learning. In my opinion, it would be more practical to learn more medical skills, but it is a pity that he is not willing to teach.
Closer to home, the place Master and I are going to this time is called Qiping Village. It is said that a middle-aged man named Ma Laoqi suddenly fell ill and died in this village a few days ago. The cause of death was somewhat strange, and after death
Something happened again, so I asked Master to perform a religious ceremony.
I followed my master hurriedly and slowly, walking more than ten miles on the mountain road, and finally arrived at Qiping Village before lunch.
Since I didn't eat anything in the morning, my stomach was already growling unsatisfactorily, but when I thought about eating my most beloved roast chicken soon, I felt an inexplicable excitement in my heart, and I couldn't help but swallow it.
A handful of saliva.
Qiping Village is a small wilderness village located in a valley called Qipan Valley. It is surrounded by majestic mountains. There are many hills and hills of different heights in the valley. The terrain is quite special. It is said that if you climb to the top of the mountain,
Looking down, the terrain of the entire valley is like a huge chessboard, and the hills and hills are like chess pieces, so it is named Qipan Valley, and Qiping Village is also named after this.
The terrain around the village is very dangerous. There is only a slightly flat dirt road leading to the village. At the head of the village, there is a large locust tree that requires several people to hug it. The large locust tree is tens of meters high and has luxuriant branches.
A majestic giant spirit door god, guarding the entrance of Qiping Village, has the aura that one man can guard the gate and ten thousand men can't open it.
According to Master, Qiping Village is a village with a single surname. Most of the people in the village have the surname Bai, so it is also called Baijia Village. This is also a major feature of the mountainous areas in southern China. People in the same village often have the same ancestry and the same clan, and they all share some ancestry.
Tell me a little story.
When my master and I were still 180 meters away from the entrance of the village, we saw an old man of half a century with a slightly hunched back sitting on a smooth and flat blue stone under the big locust tree, frowning.
From time to time, he took a few puffs of the dry pipe in his mouth and exhaled a wisp of green smoke. He looked very worried, and right next to him stood a young man wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety.
Master told me that the old man was the village chief of Qiping Village, his name was Bai Qi. When I heard this name, I almost laughed out loud. There was actually someone named "Bai Qi". I thought that if this person was during the Anti-Japanese War, he might be able to identify him.
What a big traitor!
Bai Qi was the second eldest son of his generation, so people respectfully called him Second Master Qi. As soon as Second Master Qi saw Master and me, he immediately straightened his brows, stood up and came forward to greet me, shouting loudly: "
Taoist Priest Mo, I have been waiting for you."
After approaching, the master cupped his fists and raised his hands towards Second Master Qi and said: "Second Master Qi, I'd like to trouble you to pick him up in person!"
I raised my head and took a closer look at Mr. Qi. His square and square face looked upright, not at all like the traitor I had imagined. Moreover, he seemed a little familiar. Maybe I had seen him before.
After all, this is not my first time coming to Qiping Village.
Second Master Qi exchanged a few words with his master, and the young man who was following him came forward and immediately knelt down to his master without saying a word. This is the rule in this area. If an elder in the family passes away,
The younger generation must wear sackcloth, wear mourning, and kneel down to the visitor. The younger generation must be Ma Laoqi's son.
The master stretched out a hand to help the young disciple up, and said a few comforting words such as "I'm sorry and accept the change." The second master Qi urged from the side: "Priest Mo, let's go to the village first!" The master nodded.
Nodding, Mr. Qi led the way, and together they walked towards the village.
On the way, Master asked: "What's going on?"
Second Master Qi sighed: "Oh, I don't know what kind of evil this Ma Laoqi has committed. He is only in his forties, in the prime of life, and his body is usually very strong. He has no pain or illness. But for three days
He suddenly fell ill, and the doctor at the township health center couldn't figure out the reason. He was planning to take him to the County People's Hospital the next day, but before he could, he left that night, and he still couldn't close his eyes.
, I finally helped him to close it, but it would open on its own at night, which was really scary. Moreover, in the middle of the night last night, he even pretended to be a dead body, scaring several young men who were keeping watch half to death."
When I heard about corpse fraud, I immediately shuddered in my heart. I had heard Master talk about corpse fraud before, and I was so frightened that I couldn't sleep all night. I didn't expect that I would actually encounter it today, and I couldn't help but feel a wild beat in my heart.
The master turned his head and glanced at the young man who was wearing filial piety and asked, "Are you Ma Laoqi's son?"
Second Master Qi hurriedly answered for the young man: "Ma Laoqi is a bachelor. He had leprosy as a child and has never married. How could he have such a big son? This is his brother's son, named Bai Xiaowu.
It’s just a matter of mourning for him.”
"Were you present at the wake last night?" Master asked the young man again.
The young student named Bai Xiaowu glanced at Second Master Qi timidly and nodded: "I...I'm here."
"Then tell me about your uncle's fraud last night!"
When this matter was mentioned, Bai Xiaowu's expression suddenly changed, and he stammered: "That's it... it's my uncle. He suddenly sat upright, and then climbed out of the coffin, and then, then..." Presumably
It was because of fear that Bai Xiaowu's breathing became rapid.
"Then what?" Master asked.
"Of course...then I fainted from fright...when I woke up, my uncle had already laid back in the coffin by himself."
The master frowned and asked again: "So, have you noticed the color of his eyes when he was pretending to be a corpse?"
The young man shook his head: "I...I didn't dare to look..."
The master stroked his goatee, pondered for a while, then turned to me and said, "Yu'er, give me the compass!"