Feng Bao's expression changed, and he raised his hand to pull Feng Jun away. It was obvious that Feng Bao was sweating a lot on his forehead and his body was shaking slightly.
I reacted quickly and noticed that although Feng Jun's face was frightened and his body was trembling, there were no other changes. He kneeled down instinctively?
The next moment Feng Jun was pulled up, he said tremblingly: "Mr. Luo, when I saw these cloths, it was like I was holding the bowl that night. My whole body was not listening, and there was a voice that kept buzzing in my head. ring……"
I felt a chill in my heart, and then said: "I'm afraid these are the runes on the copper bowl. You were affected by the copper bowl, and you were affected again when you saw the runes. We are a little better."
Zhang Er didn't say anything. He held the feng shui plate in one hand and walked quickly towards a talisman hanging on the side. He raised his hand and lifted it. The talisman was pulled away, leaving no one behind.
"These talismans are really weird and scary. Sixteen, you need to find the merchant first. He has copied too many. If a few ordinary people come in, they may lose their consciousness on the spot." Zhang Er spoke very fast.
"Feng Bao, help Feng Jun out and don't come in." I made arrangements in a deep voice.
Feng Bao quickly pulled Feng Jun back outside the hospital.
I took out the compass directly, and the feeling of fainting disappeared a lot. The compass gave off a cold feeling, stimulating my consciousness. I quickly walked to the side corridor and walked to the merchant's tool room.
The merchant's house is not big, and in a blink of an eye I was outside the tool room.
I held the compass in one hand and held the wail stick at my waist with the other hand. At the same time, I put my foot against the door and pushed it in with all my strength!
The light inside the room is bright, completely illuminated by the strong light of high-wattage incandescent lamps.
There is a short-built man lying on the operating table. Isn't this the merchant?
In his hand, he clenched a bowl tightly. The bowl was copper-colored and complete! It's clearly the longevity bowl that steals longevity!
There was also a notebook on the console, and he was staring at it with red eyes.
There were many talisman on the ground, some were copied completely, and some were crumpled into a ball.
Seeing that the merchant was fine, a big stone fell from my heart. But he repaired the copper bowl, which made my heart tremble, especially when he was reading the manuscript. What was that? ! He was not answering calls or replying to messages, as if he was lost in thought, which was too weird.
"Shangjiang!" I shouted sharply, but he still didn't wake up.
"He's in shock. Just use the compass to calm him down." Zhang Er also walked into the house with me.
I didn't pause. When I got to him, I pressed the compass on top of his head without hesitation.
Shang Jiang's body shook violently, and he turned around blankly: "Mr. Luo? Why are you here?"
His voice was hoarse, and the redness in his eyes had receded a lot, leaving them still red.
I frowned and looked at the copper bowl in the hands of the merchant. There were fine wounds on his hands.
"Why don't you wear gloves?" I whispered: "Put it down." The merchant immediately put down the copper bowl.
He shook his head and then said with lingering fear: "This bowl is indeed a bit weird. I really can't copy the runes. It's too fragmented. I can only copy it after restoring it. Then I wanted to try it again and finally touched it. What would happen? How could a perfectly good copperware be so weird? So I tried it..."
"By the way, Mr. Luo! I know who made this bowl!" The merchant went to get the copper bowl again, but I immediately interrupted him.
As soon as I didn't see the gloves on the workbench, I immediately took out the Gray Fairy gloves and asked him to put them on.
The craftsman put on his gloves and picked up the bowl. After turning it over, he pointed to the bottom edge. There was a line of small traditional Chinese characters inscribed: "Shang Yi Zuozhi."
"The name of the workmanship is tested to test his sincerity. This is the rule of our copper forging craftsmen since ancient times, the iron rule of our ancestors. If you don't do this, you are not a qualified coppersmith. This Shang Yu is my great-grandfather. He used to be an extremely famous craftsman, and he also made sacrificial bronze vessels for the last emperor. He has a handbook that records every item he forged, why it was made, and where it ended up. Including the details."
His words made me even more frightened.
Zhang Er next to him also had his eyebrows knitted into the Chinese character Sichuan.
After putting down the bowl, the merchant picked up the manuscript. The manuscript was obviously old, the paper was old and slightly damaged. He turned to the last page and handed it to me.
There is a simple drawing on it, which is probably a bowl, with runes on it, but it is only a side view and not complete. There is a paragraph next to it.
"I made a copper longevity bowl for my old friend Yuan Huashao to celebrate his eightieth birthday. The talisman he asked for is hidden in the bowl. The meaning of the talisman is unknown. I will hold the bowl to the banquet tonight."
The craftsman looked at the side with stern eyes and continued: "When I saw this copper bowl, the surface was so ordinary that I didn't think about this layer at all. When I came back, I couldn't distinguish the runes. After repairing it, I Then I remembered my great-grandfather's manuscript. After taking it out, I copied the runes and compared them with some of the runes on the manuscript. I found that they matched!"
"But it's been too long, and I really can't remember any other family with the surname Yuan."
"Mr. Luo, you told me so much back then. This bowl is really weird. What other special effects does it have?" the merchant continued to ask.
Zhang Er glanced at me, and there was obviously a reminder in his eyes.
I shook my head and said, "It does have other functions, but it's not convenient to say more. It won't do any good if you ask too much."
The merchant scratched his head, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he rubbed his temples vigorously and said with a wry smile: "It's been like this for a few days in a blink of an eye. I've finished copying, and I keep looking at this copper bowl with nausea, as if I'm going to leave." It looks like somewhere, but sometimes I am awake and sometimes blurry, so I hope it doesn’t delay your work.”
"By the way, Mr. Luo, you just happened to be here. Take these compasses with you and use them. I will get the other knives out as soon as possible."
The merchant immediately pointed to the imitation compasses on the other side of the table. Most of them were three-layer Feng Shui disks, but there was also a newly carved four-layer Feng Shui disk.
Only then did I understand why the merchant could still stay in this tool room. If it weren't for these compasses, I'm afraid he would have gone to the front of the earthen house in Xinglong Mountain.
I did not move the compass immediately, but wrapped the copper bowl in cloth, and Zhang Er also collected a few talisman on the ground.
I told the merchant to carry a four-layer Feng Shui disk with him and never leave it, and then I put away the rest of the imitation compasses, three in total.
The merchant did exactly what I told him.
I also repeatedly told Shang Jiang that what happened today should be kept secret and not told to anyone. It would be best to stay in his yard recently and not go anywhere. Shang Jiang was puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions.
He saw us off from the tool room.
When I got to the yard, I collected all the talismans, piled them in the middle of the yard and burned them. Finally, I warned the merchant that it was best to forget these talismans, and the merchant told me that they must be facing each other. Only the longevity bowl can be copied, otherwise he wouldn't be able to remember it.
I was slightly relieved.
After leaving the yard of Shang Jiang's house, he also closed the door inside.
Outside, Feng Bao and Feng Jun got into the car. Feng Jun was feeling better, but he was still in a daze in the passenger seat.
We also got into the back seat, and I noticed that Zhang Er's face was rather ugly.
I just wanted to ask him, did he find any other problems?
Zhang Er suddenly whispered: "I know who Yuan Huashao is. If it is that person, we may not have a chance. If it is his nephew or descendant, we must be careful tonight. Drive back to Feng's house and quickly discuss with Mao Yuanyang. "
I asked Zhang Er unnaturally, asking him to tell me more first, otherwise I would be completely confused.
Zhang Er sighed and said: "Out of the horse, out of the way, out of the black. Mr. Yin and Yang is out of the black. He is an expert who walks in yin and yang and sits in the temple. Feng shui masters just aspire to become Mr. Yin and Yang, and often their skills are not good or incomplete. Yuan Hua Shao also He was once a yin-yang man who was out of trouble."
I was stunned, because what Zhang Er said was something I didn't know. Mr. Yin Yang, actually has so many skills?
