When I returned home to Sanyuan Township, I walked to the bedside. I quickly pulled out a black wooden box from under the bed. When I opened the wooden box, there was a book on top. The book was thread-bound.
, the paper is a little yellowed, it must have been a few years old, the book
The cover is made of dark yellow kraft paper, with four large characters written on it with a brush, but I don’t recognize any of them. Although I am eight years old, I have not yet gone to school, so I don’t know many characters, including one to
Including ten, it is estimated that there are less than a hundred.
In addition to this book, there is also a stack of money in the wooden box, all of which are ten yuan a piece of "Great Unity". I counted more than thirty pieces of money, which Master saved from doing things for others on weekdays.
After coming down, he once said that he would help me save a lot of money so that I could marry a wife when I grow up. Now I have this "big" money in my hands, but my master is no longer here. Thinking of this,
I couldn't help crying again.
After crying for a while, I wiped away my tears, put the books into my shoulder bag, took out two books from the big pile and put them in my trouser pocket, and put the rest back into the wooden box. In this
In the 1990s, more than 30 pieces of big unity were not a small amount of money, and it would not be safe to put them on an eight-year-old baby like me, so it was better to stay in this house. Although Master has left, this house still only belongs to Master and me.
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After packing a few more clothes, Mr. Qi took me on the bus to the county seat. When I arrived at the county seat, it was already afternoon. Mr. Qi led me to inquire all the way, and finally found my place after dark.
The home of an uncle.
The master's uncle's surname was Huang and his given name was Yixian. Because he opened a Feng Shui shop in the county, he was also called "Huang Yixian".
Uncle Master lives in a somewhat quaint old house at the north gate of the county. The old house has a dark door with a plaque hanging on it. There are three large golden characters engraved on the plaque, except for the first "seven" character.
Besides, I don’t know the other two.
Right below the plaque, there is a bronze Bagua Mirror. Master once told me that the Bagua Mirror is a very powerful magic weapon. It seems that this should be the Feng Shui shop opened by Master Uncle. Since it is getting late, the shop has been closed.
The door was closed, and the door was also closed.
When Mr. Qi came forward and knocked on the door, I was extremely nervous. I didn't know what kind of person this uncle who was about to live with me was.
The door opened, but a very childish little head poked out from the door. It was a little boy! And he seemed to be younger than me.
"Who are you looking for?" the child asked in a childish voice.
"Uh... look for your grandpa!" Second Master Qi took it for granted that this little boy was the grandson of his uncle. After all, his master was already over sixty years old. Based on this assumption, his uncle should be in his fifties.
So it’s not surprising that I have a grandson who is five or six years old.
"Ah? You must have found the wrong one!" the child said and prepared to close the door.
Second Master Qi hurriedly reached out and pushed the door open: "Wait a minute! Isn't Huang Yixian your grandfather?"
When the child heard this, he immediately laughed: "Haha, he is not my grandfather, he is my father!"
"Ah!..." Second Master Qi opened his mouth in shock.
The child turned his head and shouted loudly: "Dad! Someone is looking for you!"
Soon, there was a sound of heavy footsteps from inside the house. After a while, a thin old man who was not tall, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a half-bald head stood in front of Mr. Qi and me. Needless to say,
, this must be my uncle Huang Yixian.
"What do you want from me?" Uncle Master glanced at me and Mr. Qi and asked doubtfully.
"Are you Huang Yixian?"
Uncle Master nodded.
Second Master Qi pushed me gently: "Why don't you call me uncle!"
I raised my head and glanced at my uncle, then quickly lowered my head and called out timidly: "Master...Uncle."
"Hey! Wait a minute! I don't know you, so how come you came here and recognized the master?" Uncle Master has never seen me, let alone Mr. Qi. I suddenly shouted like this,
Naturally, he was shocked.
Second Master Qi hurriedly explained: "Master Huang Xian! This kid is really your nephew, he is Taoist Priest Mo's apprentice!"
"Are you talking about me, Senior Brother Mo? Could this child be the baby he picked up back then? I didn't expect him to have grown so big!" He obviously knew about my existence. After hearing what Second Master Qi said, he immediately squatted down and looked carefully.
Consider me.
"Where is my senior brother Mo? Why didn't he come?" Senior uncle looked at me for a while, then raised his head and asked Second Master Qi.
Second Master Qi let out a long sigh: "Oh! Taoist Priest Mo can't come!" With that, he told his uncle what happened in Qiping Village.
After listening to Second Master Qi's words, I burst into tears again. My uncle also took off his glasses, rubbed his red eyes, and then stroked my little head lovingly and said, "Since it is Senior Brother Mo's will, then
This kid will follow me from now on."
Just like that, I stepped into my uncle's home.
Uncle Shi's house is a three-story building. There is a Feng Shui shop on the first floor, and people live on the two floors above. There is an old man in the shop - Uncle Zhai. Uncle Zhai is already very old, has no relatives, and is alone.
Uncle then let him live at home
Uncle Zhai's left leg is somewhat disabled, and he walks with a limp. It is said that he fell down once in order to save his uncle's life. Therefore, his uncle respects him very much, saying that he is a clerk in the store.
, in fact, they are more like family members.
Uncle Shi's only son is named Huang Zongwei, nicknamed "Bianjian". When he was just born, his mother died due to dystocia. Uncle Shi said it was because his fate was too heavy, which killed his mother.
, so I had to choose a cheap name, so I simply chose the nickname "Bianjian". Jian** I am more than a year younger, perhaps because we are similar in age, so I soon got together with Jianbian.
Ripe.
Jianjian happened to be old enough to go to school, and my uncle felt that I shouldn't be idle at home, so he used connections to send us both to Jiefang Primary School in the county town.
We became classmates, and for twelve years, from elementary school to high school, we were always in the same class, and he became my best friend and brother.
The Feng Shui shop opened by my uncle is called Qibaozhai. The so-called Qibao is taken from the Taoist Qibao, which means "three pure and four emperors". The main business of the shop is the sale of Feng Shui objects. Of course, my uncle will occasionally take some orders.
"Private" work, helping people with rituals such as dispelling evil spirits and eliminating disasters.
However, although Uncle Master makes a living from Feng Shui metaphysics, for some unknown reason, he strictly prohibits me and Jianjian from touching this aspect, and he never teaches us, so on the surface I call him Uncle Master, but secretly I call him Uncle
Nicknamed Huang Yixian, Jianjian didn't mind at all and instead shouted along with me.
Although Huang Yixian refused to teach us the art of Feng Shui, I still had the ancient book left by the master. After we gradually became literate, we finally figured out what the four characters written on the cover of the book were - Yin and Yang.
Mysticism.This book
"Yin Yang Xuan Shu" is a Feng Shui mystical book, which contains all the mysterious things related to Feng Shui and Yin and Yang. There are many methods of exorcising ghosts and evil spirits. Out of curiosity, Jian Bian and I hid it from Huang Yixian.
, learn secretly.
In fact, I don't have much interest in this aspect of things, but there is a very important reason why I study it. Master has always hoped that I can inherit his mantle. Before his death, he also urged me to read this book "Yin Yang Xuan Shu"
And two magic weapons were left to me. When he was alive, I was not obedient. I couldn't remember any of the "subduing demons" spells he taught. Now that he is gone, I can't.
Once again, he failed to live up to his last wish.
Also, the cause of Master's death has always been a mystery. What exactly happened to him at that time? Was it Mao Zang who transformed from Ma Laoqi's corpse, or was it the ghost attached to the ghost coffin? Why were the Master's talismans
Paper, magic weapons, peach wood swords, etc., all failed to work? And why did the rain come so suddenly? Where did that evil thing go in the end... To figure out all this, I must also
You must first understand the way of yin and yang.
However, it is not easy to learn from such an ancient book alone. Not to mention that the things in it are very profound and cannot be understood by Jianjian and I at our current age. As for those complicated traditional Chinese characters, neither of us knows many of them.
So every time Jianjian copied down the words that she didn't understand, and then asked Huang Yixian about it. Huang Yixian thought it was because Jianjian was eager to learn, so he patiently explained it every time. Slowly, we were basically able to understand it.
However, this book seems to be missing a part, because it only has the front cover and no back cover, and there are signs of being torn off at the back. What’s even more strange is that the book is clearly written on jute paper, but the torn out
Judging from some of the remaining traces, it seems that they were used
Another kind of black silk paper. A book actually uses two different paper materials. This made me and Jianjian puzzled for a long time. Fortunately, the torn off part did not seem to affect the previous content. Over time, we both also understood
I no longer care about why this book is incomplete.
By the time we were in the third grade of junior high school, we had basically read through the book. Although there were many things in it that we still couldn't understand, we thought we had achieved some success, so we always wanted to find an opportunity to practice.
To this end, Jianjian and I secretly obtained yellow paper and cinnabar from Huang Yixian, imitated the patterns in the book, and copied many paper charms to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits.
At first glance, these paper talismans seem to be the same thing, but in fact, if you want to make a real talisman to exorcise ghosts and eliminate evil, it is not just a matter of simply copying and drawing. After the drawing is completed, you must open an altar to offer talismans. The so-called
The sacrificial talisman is actually somewhat similar to
The purpose of Buddhist consecration is to allow the paper talisman to absorb a certain amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, so that it can exert its due power. And if the talisman has not been sacrificed, it may not even be used to suppress evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits.