"You see, I inserted this sword in the afternoon, and now it has become like this. You must know that peach wood is the essence of the five woods, and it is the best to ward off evil spirits. It has only been less than half a day, and the peach wood has been unsealed.
The sword has been consumed to this extent. If it takes too long, something big will happen."
I said, holding the sword in both hands and handing it to the old man with glasses. Hearing this, the old man looked at me blankly, and then stared at the wooden sword. After a short silence, he took the mahogany sword in his hand.
He asked me very carefully: "You...you...are you really a Taoist priest?"
"Yes, Maoshan Celestial Master, a Taoist Taoist who has not become a monk." I said, nodding my head very sincerely.
After hearing this, the man frowned slightly: "Maoshan Celestial Master Dao, Maoshan Celestial Master Dao... Do you know Jin Jiuling? He seems to be a member of Maoshan Celestial Master Dao, too."
"Oh, Jin Jiuling is my master." I said, cupping my fists.
"That's it, then you come with me." After handing the peach wood sword to the stunned senior brother, the old man walked to the coffin. I didn't understand what he was going to say, so I quickly followed him. I saw the old man carrying the sword on his back.
Then he walked to the side of the coffin, pointed to the writing on one side and asked me: "Hey, do you know what the writing on it says?"
"I don't know, but I know that this should be written in the pre-Qin period." After thinking about it, I said.
"Yes, this is indeed a script from the Pre-Qin period. However, this script is relatively rare. In terms of age, it should be from the same era as the Chongyu Dazhuan. However, it is not used in the Central Plains region. It should be the one corresponding to the Central Plains region.
existed a long time ago
It is a special language mastered by ethnic minorities." After the old man finished speaking, he looked very melancholy with his hands behind his back. Seeing him showing a very reluctant look, I quickly asked him: "Old man, you should not continue to suffer the consequences. This is your life.
Don’t be confused when it’s critical!”
"I know, I know, but you also need to know that if this kind of thing is destroyed, I may not be able to find another one for hundreds or thousands of years. You don't recognize the words on it, but I can still recognize some
, to be honest, I have spent most of my life studying that mysterious race.
Love, now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You want me to burn this treasure now. I really can’t bear it. Boy, aren’t you a Taoist priest from Maoshan? You have always been very good at dealing with this kind of thing. Come out with me.
Here’s an idea, as long as this coffin is not burned, anything can be discussed!”
"You are making things difficult for me." I shook my head and felt bitter. After hearing this, the old man turned around slyly and said, "I can't control that much. If you can't think of other ways, then I can't."
I’ll help you. Anyway, you can’t just burn this coffin.”
"You have the guts!" Seeing him acting like we couldn't negotiate, I said to him angrily.
"Haha, you don't have to be like this. We will pay as much as you want. We won't take advantage of you. To be honest, from the moment you made the move, I knew you had some real ability. I also had it when I was young.
I have met several disciples of the Maoshan Sect, and I know very well that you people have great supernatural powers.
Come on, your name is Lu Li, right? I've heard this name before. If I remember correctly, you are Jin Jiuling's only disciple... Since Jin Jiuling is willing to pass on his stall to you, I will
I believe in your ability. If you settle this matter, you will not be short of money."
"How much do you give?" Xiaopang became interested when he heard this. After hearing this, the old man smiled bitterly and said to him: "Our research funds are not too much, but we are not short of 1,800 yuan. Tell me,
What do you need?"
"Cinnabar, dog's blood, an inkstone, three oversized writing brushes, an opaque yellow-colored thick cotton cloth. The cotton cloth should be enough to cover the coffin and prevent the moonlight from entering. In addition, an incense burner, sandalwood, and I want to use it in the police station.
There is an altar on the roof of the bureau, and everything can be prepared within an hour. Is it possible?" I said, and asked the old man with a wry smile.
Hearing this, the old man nodded, whispered a few words to the assistant on the side, and the assistant left in a hurry. I called Daniel over, and Daniel also brought some of the things I had left in the hotel, waiting for those people.
After placing all the equipment on the roof, I drove them away, and then began the most solemn worship ceremony since entering the building.
Originally, setting up altars and painting talismans required burning incense, bathing and fasting for several days, but the matter came in a hurry and there was really no time. After an extremely cumbersome process, I concentrated on writing on a piece of oversized thick cotton cloth as quickly as possible.
A very complex and huge spell was created.
This talisman is very special. It is not like other talismans that can be written in one go. Because the layout is very large and requires a lot of spiritual energy. If you want to write a talisman in one breath like usual, you will be choked to death.
Therefore, when writing this spell, it is basically completed piece by piece. However, unlike writing calligraphy and painting, to write an oversized spell that is enough to cover the coffin, one must follow a sequence, and
In this order, it is also necessary to inherit the destiny according to the meaning of the object of borrowing.
This seems very troublesome. Basically, I take out a set of Gang Dou and write down a part, then take out a set of Gang Dou and draw a few figures, and wait for the yellow cotton cloth to draw a figure composed of Tai Chi and Bagua.
, stars, runes, Luoshu, Hetu and various strange runes formed a huge picture and text array, I was so tired that I almost collapsed.
Finally, I formed a finger trick to send away the gods. I held the almost bald brush between the claws of my hands and put it on my forehead. After reciting a set of strange spells that I couldn't understand at all, I
Add your own seal to the position of the talisman.
Originally, the seal was not small, as big as a fist, but when it was placed on the yellow cloth, which was several times larger than the tablecloth, I suddenly realized that this thing was completely insufficient...
"Okay, you guys take this over and put it over the coffin." I said, packed up the more important things and went downstairs with the big guy and the fat guy.
Because this procedure is quite time-consuming, many spectators have already left, but there are still about twenty people left. They stood up and came over to ask me how I was doing, and I said it was almost done.
After learning that there would be no zombies tonight, these people finally felt relieved. After a few polite words, everyone who needed to leave left, except for a few of us who stayed here just in case.