"Are you trying to scare him?" Daniel asked me as he lowered his head and thought about it.
"That's right." I nodded and said.
"Then, boss, do you understand..." The big-mouthed man smiled and asked again. I thought about it for a while and said frankly: "The straw man method does exist in Maoshan Shu.
, However, when Mr. Chen taught me Taoism, such spells used to harm people were not within the scope of our discussion. Most of what I learned was used to save people, and there were also many self-defense spells.
This kind of thing is not the key point, I only know the general outline."
"Do you mean you don't understand?" Daniel asked, frowning and thinking for a long time.
"That's pretty much what it means, I just have a rough idea." I said with a wry smile.
I am telling the truth. I have never used the straw man method myself, and I don’t know what details should be paid attention to during the specific operation. It’s not that I can’t learn it. It’s just that this kind of magic is too sinister and sinister. Follow me.
The original intention of learning Taoism is somewhat inconsistent with it. However, there is a "substitute method" that is very close to this principle and I know it very well. I think there is not much difference between the two.
In any case, this exchange with Ding Laosan was pretty good, otherwise, the child's body would not have been so easy to obtain.
After sealing the shrine and putting it in the car, I asked Xiaopang to drive directly to Uncle Lin Jiu’s shop to help break the spell. It wasn’t that I couldn’t break the spell, but I was young after all and had little experience in this area.
, if something goes wrong accidentally, wouldn’t it be harmful to others and ourselves?
When we arrived at the place, Uncle Lin was doing paper work in the shop. He took the scissors and glued them there to cut out the decorations for a little paper man. The floor was covered with the kind of strips made by splitting straw.
There were all kinds of stuff and various kinds of cloth and rice paper, and there wasn't even a place to put my feet down.
After briefly explaining his purpose, the old man put down the things in his hands and followed me into the carriage, and took out the shrine. The other person looked at it for a long time and said to me: "Oh, this thing is a bit evil."
"Of course it's evil, otherwise why would I come here specially to ask you to take action?" I said with a smile.
"You kid, stop flattering me and go buy two bottles of good wine. If you don't buy it, I won't help you." He said, taking out the shrine with a wry smile, and then carefully carried it to the back room. I knew that this old man must have a big index finger.
It had been a while since I had seen any meat, so I asked Xiaopang and the others to go to a nearby restaurant and order some good wine and food to pack back.
Xiaopang and the others always liked this kind of thing, so they said "Okay" and drove off happily.
Leaving them alone, I followed Uncle Lin to the inner hall. Uncle Lin still had a strong old-school style in doing things. It was better not to take action. Before taking action, I would definitely offer incense to the ancestor and wait for him to pinch his fingers.
Jue finished muttering in the cigarette-filled inner hall, and it had already taken ten seconds.
A few minutes passed. I was thinking that the ceremony was over, but I didn't expect that after offering incense, the old man went to the back room and changed into a Taoist robe. Not to mention, he put on the Bagua fairy clothes and hat.
, it really has a bit of a fairy-like feel to it.
"Seriously!" Seeing his seriousness, I said with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense, you think this is such an easy thing! Let's dismantle the shrine first." After saying this, the old man turned around and took out a lot of bottles and jars to play with.
I didn't dare to neglect, and followed Uncle Lin's instructions to dismantle the shrine. This shrine was actually assembled, just like the "building blocks" I played with when I was a child. There are many buckles that can be embedded together. Find the right way.
, all the parts were dismantled one by one in a few moments. It didn't matter if it was not dismantled, but once it was dismantled, I couldn't help but frown.
Because I came in a hurry, I didn't pay attention. Only then did I realize that the inner wall of the shrine was made of flesh. A layer of dark red flesh of unknown substance was wrapped inside. The upper and lower parts were similar to the body that bound the body.
The willow tree was tangled together. When I took the willow tree off, I was surprised to find that many tiny root systems had grown out of the two ends of the willow tree. The root systems were embedded in the flesh wall like blood veins. Both of them had already grown.
became a whole.
"How disgusting." I said, grinned, and pulled it off while resisting the strange smell that suddenly spurted out.
"It's normal to be disgusting. It's relatively mild. You haven't seen the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang or the head-lowering technique in Southeast Asia. That's what makes it disgusting." Uncle Lin said to me without looking back.
"Yeah, although I haven't seen it, I have heard about it. By the way, Uncle Master, is our Maoshan Taoism useful for those kinds of head-lowering techniques? I have never heard of a Taoist priest fighting a magician.
"I said and looked back. At this time, Master Lin said to me with a smile: "All magic can be divided into three types, one is to borrow physical resources, and the other is to rely on mental strength.
, three borrowing divine power. Borrowing material power is to use the principle of restraint in nature to cast spells. For example, black plum can break the iron armor of fish, egg white can corrode the flesh and blood of aquatic animals, ghost objects are afraid of dog blood, and zombies are afraid of sunlight. Borrowing mental power
Yes, what you borrow is your own cultivation, that is, your own magic power. No matter what you study, whether it is Maoshan, Qingwei, head-lowering technique or Zen sect.
The same goes for things. Those with high cultivation level suppress those with low cultivation level. This is common sense in the world. As for the third type, it is the power of the gods. This "god" is a general term. Ghosts, ancestors, gods and Buddhas all over the sky can be regarded as
Looking at the source of 'divine power', the divine power itself is strong or weak, and the proportion of the divine power that can be summoned is also strong or weak. These are all very complicated issues. The struggle you just mentioned
The same principle applies to spells. The battle of spells is not only about personal cultivation, but also about the reasonable use of magical powers. If you use the method properly and your cultivation is high, you can break any spell at will, no matter what school it is.
For example, the one in front of me looks like a kind of witchcraft, and seems to have something to do with the things in Maoshan, but I have never seen it, so what should I do?"
The old man said, spreading his hands: "Then I can only use Sima as a live horse doctor."
"Fuck..." As soon as he said these words, I suddenly felt that this old man was a bit unreliable. I was thinking about asking someone else to help me, but I saw him picking up the piece of wood and pulling it out.
The knife cut off the red rope binding the corpse, but the child did not fall from the wooden stake. Only then did the two of them notice that the skin and flesh behind the child was already stuck to the wooden stake like a layer of glue.
Together...
"Stay back." Just as I was about to reach out to help, Uncle Lin waved his hand.