Hundreds of years ago in Sichuan, a tragic massacre took place. It is said that in that massacre, out of more than 10 million people in Sichuan, only 50,000 or 60,000 were left. People have different opinions about this massacre. Some people say that the blame should be attributed to the rebel leader named Zhang Xianzhong. Some people say that it was the Qing government that massacred Sichuan when they killed Zhang Xianzhong and put the blame on Zhang Xianzhong.
As for what the truth is, I, as a person who has only attended the old school for a few years, cannot tell. But precisely because Sichuan was so deserted at that time, people had to migrate here from other provinces. This is the famous "Huguang fills Sichuan". At that time, "Huguang" usually referred to the two Hunan and Guangxi provinces, which is currently Hunan, Hubei, Guangdong and Guangxi. Except for the eastern Sichuan region, which suffered less disasters, most of today's Sichuan people have ancestors from the two provinces, Hunan and Guangxi.
Speaking of which, the eastern Sichuan region happens to be the foundation of the ancient Ba Kingdom. Because it is located in an area where many ethnic groups live together, the witchcraft and spells in many places merged with various factions in the Huguang area to form what they are today. In the eastern Sichuan region, the Dharma School is different. Most of these spells have a low threshold and eliminate many tedious steps. Coupled with the war, most of them spread among the people and did not form a very systematic sect.
This makes people with skills in this area become so-called "experts" in the eyes of ignorant people. In fact, most of these experts' skills are relatively simple, they only know a certain kind of magic, and most of them do not make a living from it. They are usually like ordinary farmers, simply helping the people when they are in need. Bundle.
"Sesame Oil Po" is one of them.
In the eastern Sichuan area, there are many metaphysicians who use "gong" and "po" to refer to this type of metaphysics. This word is just to distinguish gender. Because most of these spells are single-passed by female line or single-passed by male line. There are many titles with the word "Po" in them. For example, Sesame Oil Po, Wen Mi Po, Guan Hua Po, etc.
Although I have never seen the craftsmanship of the sesame oil lady in person, I have heard the master talk about it. They will use a wine glass with half a cup of sesame oil in it. When the sesame oil lady asks questions, she usually asks for the person's birthday and birth date, and then holds a thin wick hemp rope in her hand. Every time she asks about a key point, she ties a knot on the rope and ends the question. After that, soak one end of the rope into the sesame oil wine glass. After it is soaked, taste the sesame oil on the rope with your tongue. It is said that this can create a color illusion in the mind of the sesame oil woman, and this illusion usually has certain cause and effect and foreshadowing.
I once asked Master what kind of illusion that was. The master said that he didn't know either, but he only heard that a scene would appear in front of his eyes. This scene may not have actually happened, but there is always an inevitable connection with it. Once you anticipate the outcome from this fantasy, you can determine your priorities. Strictly speaking, Ma You Po and Guan Hua Po belong to the category of psychic mediums. They themselves are a medium, and by asking gods to ask questions, they can express some contents that ordinary people cannot know in a premonitory way.
This is why, after Captain Li told me about the fantasy that Madam Ma You saw, I expected that the child was not far from death. Whether in religion or among ordinary people, rope is a tool, and the most important way to combine rope with people is to bind and bind. In the picture that Ma Youpo saw, the rope tied the child's hands and feet and pulled him far away. The child was unaware of it, which means that the rope was a tool to take him away.
I told Captain Li my opinion, and Captain Li said anxiously that this was the reason why I was invited, because the sesame oil woman also said the same thing when she explained the vision she saw. But Ma Youpo could only ask questions, and had no other means to prevent this from happening, so she could only tell the child's mother a result, but there was no way to prevent this result from happening.
So I had a general understanding of the matter, but there were still many key points left. I still needed to see the child himself, or even go to the bamboo forest to have a look, and then based on analysis, I could make a conclusion.
Since we left very early, we were already in town by noon. The town is still about half an hour away from Captain Li's sister's home, so we went to a supply and marketing cooperative canteen in the town to have something to eat at noon, and then hurried to the victim's home.
If they had known we were coming, Captain Li's sister and husband had been waiting for us at home since the morning. When they saw that I was such a young man, their family members still didn't believe it. However, Captain Li repeatedly assured that he was the only one in our village who knew what he was doing and had helped many people in the village. The master was the famous Taoist priest Lin in the city, so it was right to leave it to him. Although I was a little carried away by the praise, I also felt like I was riding a tiger. If I messed up this matter, it would be a loss of Master’s face. Most of the reason why Captain Li agreed to come was to escape from Aunt Xu's house and avoid embarrassment, but now he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
I briefly understood the situation, and it was similar to what Captain Li told me on the way. It's just that the child's father seems a little unhappy about his wife hiding the fact that he went to see Ma Youpo. From the way he spoke to me, it seemed that he still looked down upon people in our industry. It's just that he doesn't lack the respect he deserves. I asked about the child's birth date and arranged the nine-square grid in the palm of my hand.
At the end of the hexagram, the hexagram I got was Kan Yigong, which belongs to water and is due north. Mainly black. Lord of the winter solstice, Lord of the youngest son in the family. The master’s hands and feet.
This hexagram gives relatively complete information, because it has only been more than a week since the child's abnormality occurred, which is not that long, relatively speaking. And this set of Qimen algorithms arranged in the palm of my hand, the closer the date, the more accurate the calculation.
I sorted out the things on the hexagrams, and in order to convince the father of the child that I had real talent and learning, I said to them, is the bamboo forest where the child was found due to the north? The child's parents looked at each other, then nodded and said yes, it is about ten miles away from here, so it is no longer this village, but a neighboring village.
I nodded and asked again, are there any obvious bruises or signs of binding on the child's hands and feet? The child's mother said that when she came back that day, her child had no clothes on and he didn't know where his clothes had gone. When asked, he said he couldn't remember. But in the past few days, I have indeed seen bruises on the wrists and ankles of the child's hands, as if something had tightened them, and the blood vessels were not flowing smoothly. Not only that, there are even these marks on the child's waist. At this point, the child's mother started crying. She said that this was very similar to what the sesame oil woman in our village said. The child's hands and feet were tied with ropes.
Considering that the time in the hexagram is the winter solstice, I calculated the days and it should be about 10 days earlier than the day of the child's accident. So I asked, did your children do anything that impressed you on the winter solstice? The child's father said at this time that they didn't remember much about what happened so long ago. But at that time, the children went to school every day and felt the same. There was nothing special worth remembering.
I shook my head in my heart, because Qimen Gua will not lie. Something must have happened around that day. As for the color in the hexagram that belongs to water and mainly belongs to black, I still don’t understand why. It’s just because the five elements belong to each other and black belongs to water. But if it appears in the hexagram at this moment, it must have its interpretation.
To put it simply, the meaning of the whole hexagram is probably that the youngest son of this family did something in the due north during the winter solstice. This thing is related to the black water thing, and it is directly related to it. , which are the hands and feet of the youngest son.
So I suggested that I want to see the child. The child's father said to me, "Come with me. The child had lunch just now and was playing inside now." I asked him, apart from becoming introverted and silent and losing interest in things around him, does the child have any other symptoms? The child's father said that was not the case. He could recognize the relatives at home, as well as the neighbors and classmates who came to see him, and he would greet them. He felt that the child just didn't know what happened that day and was always in a daze.
Listening to what he said, I knew that he was actually somewhat distrustful of having someone like me look after his children. It's just that his brother-in-law, Captain Li, was eager to help, but he was too embarrassed to refuse directly. It doesn't matter to me. I will help if I can within my ability. As for whether others believe it or not, that is not something I can say.
When I walked into the room, I saw the child lying down on a small stool and drawing. When he saw me coming in, he looked up at me, but didn't say anything and continued to draw with his head down. The child's father said, Yao'er, an uncle is here to see you.
Yao'er is a term used in Sichuan to treat children at home when they love them. So I walked over with a smile, trying to act like the big brother next door, and I said to the kid, kid, what’s your name? He didn't look up and replied softly, "My name is Zhang Heping." I nodded, although I knew he couldn't see my action. In that era, countless people's names had words like peace, founding, defending, and national day. I moved closer to the child to take a look at the painting he drew, and found that the painting was very abstract and looked like mosquito coils, with circles and circles. Just like regular graffiti.
In order to overturn one of my previous suspicions and confirm that the soul in the child's body was himself and not something else, I took something out of my bag and handed it to him, and then said to him, "Uncle, there is a fun toy here. You can Do you want to play?
This was a way for me to test him, because what I handed him was a brass Bagua mirror.
