The long black hair that grew out, when the bunch of hair was burned off, black ink-like substance began to drip out. It's like oil flowing out. But when I touched the black water droplets and hair with my hands, I found that they were not wet at all, but fine powder. Twisting it gently in the hand, it disappeared without a trace.
Soon, the weird hair that originally grew on "Mu Guiying's" head turned into a pile of ashes on the rice array. Then I lit the incense again and searched around the house to see if there were any traces of the remaining ghosts. After checking around and finding that everything was clean, he packed up the rice array, collected the ashes from his burned hair, and then walked outside the door to blow them away. Then the room was purified, and the matter was finally completed.
After finishing all this, it was already evening. At this time, the old lady also woke up. When we asked her if she felt anything wrong, she said she just felt a little swelling and pain on both sides of her head, and everything else was fine. But because the two old men had fallen down just now, and I was afraid of any sequelae, I took the two old men to visit Mr. Mo.
Doctor Mo said it was nothing serious, just a slight injury, and he would be fine after a few days of rest. I also responded to Mr. Mo about the situation of this work by the way. After all, he was the introducer of this matter. After seeing the old couple off, Mr. Mo left me to have dinner in his medicine shop, so I had to obey him instead of being respectful.
During the dinner, I talked to him about some things about Master, and he also knew that Master is now in Hubei. When I asked him if he knew an old folk surnamed Qin from the Hankou area, Mr. Mo said that he had been searching for medicines all year round, and he had some knowledge of these anecdotes, but he didn't know much about them. But the senior Qin from Hankou has indeed heard of him. In our industry, he can be regarded as an alternative and a strange flower.
Mr. Mo said that most people have only heard about Mr. Qin, and will never meet him in person. On the one hand, he behaves in a low-key manner and is very good at hiding. On the other hand, he has a withdrawn personality and does not like to have contact with the outside world.
I didn't understand, so I asked Mr. Mo, what does it mean to be good at hiding? Why did he hide? Langzhong Mo said that he heard that Senior Qin had some relatives who disowned him, so there were no trustworthy people around him. During the war, he once single-handedly destroyed a small Japanese column and killed all of them. After the Japanese fled, a civil war began in the country. For more than ten years, many people died, which gave him endless things to do.
But this person has a very big problem, that is, he likes gambling and drinking. As for money and women, it seems that they can't move him. It is said that when he was gambling, he got angry and started fighting with the banker because he offered him a thousand dollars. But he was outnumbered, and they said that a good man never suffers any immediate losses, so that night, he secretly used tricks to make the gambling dealers who cheated money, naked and naked, scatter all their gambling money to a poor man in Hanyang Town at that time. On the street, when everyone opened the door the next day, they picked up a lot of money. And no one knows how he did it.
This kind of person who is both good and evil sounded like an anecdote to me, so I pestered Mr. Mo to tell me more. Mr. Mo said with a smile that he didn't know much, and what he knew was all he heard from others. Because Senior Qin's whereabouts are erratic, and there are many rumors about him in the world, but no one can prove whether they are true or not. He himself has never denied or admitted it, and has never paid attention to these rumors. Therefore, the outside world The more he spread, the more he became a legend, almost turning him into a myth.
I asked Dr. Mo, which school of metaphysics did this senior come from? Can't anyone in this sect know about this person? Mr. Mo said that it is said that he has no sect, and his skills are all folk magic and witchcraft. No one knows where he learned from them. As for me, Lao Mo, who is an inquiring know-it-all, I don’t care about him. Little is known about his life experience, except that his ancestral home is in Hunan, a Miao village.
I once heard Master say that in this business, we must first learn to respect, not only the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, but also people in the world, even people in the market. One time, I followed my master to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy new year's goods. On the way, I met several middle-aged men with long hair wearing Miao men's clothing and carrying a small bamboo basket on their backs. When I passed by them, Master gently told me to keep my head down and never look into their eyes. I didn't understand why at the time, so I had to do as I was told. When I lowered my head and passed by, I found that almost none of them were wearing shoes. On the ankles of their feet, there was a small silver circle with something like a dog's tooth hanging on it. Pig frightened bones and other things.
At that time, I also asked the master why he asked me not to look into their eyes. The master smiled and told me that the Miao people with long hair and no shoes are different from other Miao people who wear a lot of silver jewelry. , they mostly wear black and red clothes, and don’t wear shoes in order to absorb the earth’s energy. This kind of Miao people are called Hei Miao. They dominated Yunnan in ancient times and were called Nanzhao. The Miao people use witchcraft and Gu. Most of them are passed down by these people. If you look into their eyes, if the other person is not bad-hearted, it will change your mind and you will be manipulated by others.
So I never knew whether what Master said at that time was true, or whether it was just to scare me. So I took it as a joke and shared this matter with Mr. Mo. Doctor Mo said, your master is not joking with you, it is indeed the case. Although the senior Qin is a Miao from Hunan, it is said that the village is also full of black Miao.
Mr. Mo said that although this senior Qin left the Miao village to escape, it is said that not long after he left, all the adult men in the village died, so the village became a widow's village. . But this matter is widely rumored outside. No one has been able to find his village, so there is no way to know whether it is true or false.
When I heard this, I gradually understood why Master chose the place where the current senior Qin lived when he went out to travel several times in succession, and then returned with no success several times and then persisted in going back. This shows that this The old-timer's attraction to my master was naturally quite great. Since most people will never be able to see her in their lifetime, or even if they see her, they won’t know about it, so Master probably wanted to be an exception and visit him specially.
I asked Dr. Mo, when my master went to Hubei, did you, the older generation, know each other? Mr. Mo ticked his teeth and said that others didn't know it, but he knew it because he found out the address where Senior Qin currently lived. Mr. Mo said proudly, "As a know-it-all, as long as you want to inquire, there is actually nothing you can't find out. Although this circle is scattered across the country, there are actually only a few people. If you pay a little attention, you can easily find out." .
I actually began to be fascinated, and this emotion couldn't help but show on my face. Mr. Mo probably sensed what I was thinking, so he snorted and said to me, "My child, you are still young and the world is dangerous. You haven't experienced much yet. Your master has gone. It doesn't matter whether you can see him or not. Even if he does, it doesn't matter." So what, are you going to admire the master, or are you just looking at something strange? Over the years, countless people have tried to find him but to no avail. He has always avoided seeing him. I heard that it seemed to be because he was disabled and it was a matter of appearance.
I asked Dr. Mo what is a matter of face, and he said that it is a disability on the face. Maybe because of this, people have been looking at him as a weirdo since he was a child. He did not receive care when he was growing up, so he acted in the end. Weird and perverse.
I stopped talking because it seemed that although Dr. Mo admired Senior Qin and had heard a lot of rumors, he seemed a little disapproving of the fact that my master went to find him. So after dinner, Dr. Mo went to meditate on his own, while I slept on the bed where I was treating patients in the medicine shop, and slept the whole night.
The next morning, I started back to the village. I don’t know if it’s my own imagination. Although it’s only been a day since I went out this time, I feel like it’s been a long time. So along the way, I walked much faster than before. The so-called "returning to my heart like an arrow" probably refers to me. In fact, I know the reason because there is Meng Dongxue in the village. On the road, I saw several yellow-green military trucks with big red flowers tied on the front driving past me. When they passed me, melodious revolutionary songs were heard. I have never been interested in these things, but because of Meng Dongxue's relationship, it sounds so cordial at this moment.
Since that night two days ago, when I unconsciously handed myself over, the admiration and admiration between Meng Dongxue and me has turned into a fact. When I go out to do errands, as long as I have free time, her smiling face will always appear in my mind. In a corn...no, rice field, the center of the picture is her smiling face, and the surroundings are all because of sight. The rice grains become blurry and sway in the wind due to different distances.
If you want to ask me what romance is, this is probably the romance in my heart.
When I returned to Aunt Xu's house, it was already after noon. I didn't bring any dry food with me when I left the city, so by lunch time, I was actually very hungry. So after I got home, I just ate some leftovers. There was no one at home. Aunt Xu and Uncle Zhou probably went to work, and Meng Dongxue probably went to the propaganda team. I was sitting in the yard, playing with rhubarb, basking in the sun, and shaking my fan. I planned to just wait leisurely for everyone to come back. I didn’t know that when Meng Dongxue came back from the propaganda team, she saw that I had already come back. Will you be happy to be home?
At around six o'clock in the evening, Aunt Xu and Uncle Zhou returned home together. I walked up to them and said with a smile, "You must be very busy today, why are you coming back so much later than before?"
The old couple looked at each other, their expressions full of sadness. Uncle Zhou shook his head and sighed and walked away, leaving Aunt Xu standing there. I began to realize that something might be wrong. Sure enough, Aunt Xu stretched out her hands and put them on my shoulders, and then said to me, child, you have to be good... Sigh...
