The mother-in-law carried me in, put me on a futon on the ground, turned around and walked out the door.
I looked up and saw a statue of a female goddess standing in front of me. The sculpture was lifelike and full of manners. Even the red mole on the corner of her left eye was carefully carved out.
There are three sticks of incense stuck on the incense burner, and the smoke is curling up.
I was lost in thought when I heard the sound of soft footsteps. The mother-in-law came in from outside the door and placed a bowl of steaming rice porridge in front of me.
I was hungry and thirsty, so I put my mouth to it and drank it hungrily, regardless of how hot it was.
After finishing the bowl of porridge, he took a breath and said gratefully, "Thank you, mother-in-law, for saving my life."
The mother-in-law said nothing, grabbed a handful of incense ash and wrote a few words on the ground, "You can climb into the temple, you are destined to us."
I was stunned for a moment and thought to myself, is this mother-in-law mute?
I thought again, no wonder she was standing at the door of the temple looking at me. If I hadn't climbed here, even if I died there, she might not have cared.
"Why did those people bury you alive?" the mute old woman wrote on the ground again.
I was shocked, "Mother-in-law, have you seen it?"
The mute grandma nodded and wrote, "I saw someone buried the coffin in the mountains, and then dug it out seven days later. You are not dead."
I was extremely surprised. I didn't expect that this mute mother-in-law would see all this. After a moment's hesitation, I recounted my experience at Cao's house.
It's just that I have ignored the matter of "King of Hell's destiny".
"Your hands and feet are indeed useless." The mute old woman wrote on the ground.
There was a sadness in my heart.
At this time, another burst of muffled thunder rumbled overhead, and the sky was filled with lightning.
The mute grandma looked outside and wrote, "The thunder will be very strong tonight, and the temple may not be able to withstand it."
I was stunned when I heard this, and noticed that the walls and ceiling of the temple were covered with yellow paper talismans, which looked very strange.
"I need someone to go there to attract the thunder and share some of the pressure. Are you willing to go?" The mute granny pointed to an open space in front of the temple.
"To attract thunder?" I was shocked.
Isn't this going to die?
"If you are willing to go and survive, I can help you reattach your hand tendons and hamstrings." The mute old woman wrote on the ground again.
"Can you take it back?" I couldn't believe it.
The mute mother-in-law nodded expressionlessly and wrote, "It's up to you."
I looked outside and saw dark clouds in the sky, lightning flashing, and my heart was pounding.
"Mother-in-law, can you find me thirty-six copper coins?" I took a deep breath and asked.
The mute old woman got up and went out.
After a while, she came in carrying a black cloth bag. When she opened it, there was a bag of bronze coins inside.
"Please mother-in-law send me out."
The mute old lady picked me up and walked outside the temple, put me on the open space directly in front of the temple entrance, and then turned around and went back to the temple.
I moved my hands, but they felt so weak that I couldn't even hold the coins. I had to pick one in my mouth and put it on the ground.
What I want to set up is a Cynomorium Array, with thirty-six copper coins placed in a big circle around me.
Money is in the hands of thousands of people, and the yang energy of copper coins is very strong.
This Cynomorium Formation can be used to restrain Yin Qi and imprison evil spirits, but it also has another name, called "Thunder Pond".
It means that evil spirits and sneaky people must not cross the thunder pool even half a step.
I thought about it, and among the things I knew, this thunder pool was the only one that might be of some use in resisting sky thunder.
When my grandfather was teaching me, he always asked me to grab a handful of copper coins with one hand and throw them casually, so that the coins would stand and form a circle around me.
Over the years, I have perfected this technique, but it's a pity that I can't use it now.
I held it in my mouth and held the coins one by one with difficulty.
Thunder rolled overhead.
There was a loud click, and a flash of lightning struck a pine tree not far away.
I didn't think about anything. I finally arranged the Cynomorium Array and lay down in the copper coin circle exhausted.
A few raindrops as big as beans fell and hit me on the bridge of my nose, and then the rain poured down.
Boom boom boom!
There was an explosion above the head, and in an instant countless thunderbolts fell around the small temple, creating dazzling flowers!
I don't know if the thunder pool can work at all. Even if it can, the heavy rain is pouring at this time, and I am soaked to the skin. Even if I am only affected by the thunder, I am afraid that I will be turned into ashes by the thunder and fire.
In the flash of lightning, I suddenly remembered the previous conversation between Brother Hao and Brother Hao. They said that Fengtou Ridge was very evil and thunder would occur every July 15th.
But now it seems that it is not Fentouling that is afraid of evil, but this Empress Temple!
Boom! Click!
Suddenly there was an explosion like a landslide, and a thunder struck down from the sky.
The thirty-six copper coins standing around me suddenly began to spin, and then exploded into powder with a bang. I felt numb all over, and then fell into darkness.
When I woke up again, I found that I was already lying on a futon in the temple. The thunderstorm outside had stopped and the sky was bright.
He moved a little, and his whole body tingled. A layer of dark ointment was applied to the wounds on his wrists and ankles, exuding a pungent smell.
The mute mother-in-law came in from outside, grabbed my hands and feet, looked at them, grabbed a handful of incense ashes and wrote on the ground, "You were in a coma for three days and three nights. I cut open the wound and reconnected your tendons."
I was shocked. I didn't expect to have been unconscious for so long. I asked nervously, "Then... are you ready?"
The mute old woman brought out a bowl of porridge and asked me to drink it first.
While I was eating porridge, I saw her coming in with a clay pot as tall as a person.
"Survive in there for three days."
The mute old lady picked me up.
"What's inside?" I asked hurriedly.
"Five little devils I raised."
The mute old lady loosened her grip, threw me in, and then pressed a bluestone slab to seal the mouth of the jar.
