The so-called golden talisman is something that grave robbers carry with them to ward off evil spirits. The "gold-touching talisman" is conical in shape, with a sharp front end, and the lower end is inlaid with gold threads using the technique of hollow inlaying gold. The whole body is covered with black glaze, which is transparent to light.
Aunt Hua once told me that Chen Sanlianzi, the leader of the Four Great Gates, is my grandfather, and my grandfather is the threshold for stealing and making money among the older generation.
It is said that Chen San Lianzi learned the art of stealing from the ancient method and followed the path of the Touching Gold Sect, and this Gold Touching Talisman belongs to the Touching Gold Sect.
All tomb robbers have their own methods and advantages, but there are many different schools, three religions and nine streams, but they never deviate from their sect. These tomb robbers were eventually divided into four factions. Make hills, touch gold, move mountains, and unload ridges!
The founder of the Mojin Sect was the heroic Cao Cao. When the army was conquering the world, there was a shortage of money. So Cao Cao thought of a cunning way to dig up people's graves and became the Captain Mojin.
The captain who touched the gold went in and out of the ghost house, dug graves and stole treasures.
But they will inevitably encounter some weird and bizarre things. If they touch the golden talisman, they can ward off evil spirits and turn evil into good luck. Therefore, when they later enter the industry, they will use it as a token to pray to the ancestor for blessing and promotion and wealth. There are no taboos.
Originally, the gold-touching talisman was a treasure passed down from generation to generation. Nine of them were originally passed down, but later due to various secret reasons, six were destroyed during the Ming Dynasty, leaving only three in the world.
At that time, my father, Chen San Lianzi, spent half his life searching in many ways, and then he collected all three gold-touching talismans in his bag.
It's a pity that something happened to his disciples, and all three gold-touching talismans were lost. One of them was rumored to have fallen into the hands of the Jinling Han family.
It seems that Aunt Hua keeps me here just so that I can take back all three gold-touching talismans.
The fat man saw me thinking deeply, and he leaned into my ear to please me.
"Master Man, I don't want to say too much, but I still have some connections in the area of Chang'an. I can also talk to the Han family. If you are interested, I can introduce you to them."
There is a line for fat people, and it is useless if you don't use it.
That afternoon, Fatty took me to the Han Family Courtyard to visit the head of the Han Family.
But I didn't expect that the other party wouldn't even give him the face of a local snake fat man, and forcefully let him get into trouble.
"Fat Master, you also know that the head of the Han family is busy with things, and not everyone can meet him if he wants to! Don't push it on us like those unknown people. Are you really not afraid of insulting your name?"
The fat man also had an embarrassed look on his face. The Han family sent a junior member of the Han family to reject our invitation. It was extremely humiliating for us to be turned away.
Unexpectedly, this junior made sarcastic remarks to me in front of both of us, saying that I was a low-class person, trying to make me quit in spite of the difficulties.
My face suddenly darkened.
Which family of the Han family has great achievements, and my family is in decline, but its name is still there, how can I allow them to be so humiliated?
Just when I was about to speak, the fat man patted the back of my hand reassuringly and responded to the Han family with a smile.
"Han Si, this is Aunt Hua's direct disciple. Isn't this status enough to meet your master?"
The head of the Han family is over eighty years old, and he has four sons and three daughters. The eldest son of Han is over sixty years old. Han Si is his youngest son, but he is only twenty-eight years old.
The head of the Han family has always been a romantic, and he has such a son when he is nearly fifty years old. He has always been a spoiled child.
But this Han Si was born in the outer room, and his mother was suppressed by the main wife and could not go to the table. She was kept elsewhere to raise her. Only this son was brought to the Han family.
Therefore, Han Si's status is neither high nor low. On the surface, he is respected and praised by others, but secretly, everyone despises this guy's background.
The head of the Han family asked Han Si to come out to deliver the message. His attitude was extremely obvious. He clearly disliked me and wanted to slap the fat man hard in the face.
But we want to make trouble over this, but we can't find a reason. After all, Han Si is, after all, the fourth son of the head of the Han family. We can't go wrong with his name.
When the fat man said this, there was already a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
I have no doubt that with this guy's cruelty, if Han Si dares to speak rudely again, he will definitely get angry and hit someone!
Han Si was frightened by the ferocity in the fat man's eyes and took a step back, but he quickly became calm again.
He glanced at me and replied with a smile.
"Fat man, I respect you as a fat man, but don't touch Qiao in front of me! If it were Aunt Hua standing here today, then I would kowtow and kowtow to you, and I would treat her with tea and wine, and I would definitely give her some thin noodles."
As he said that, Han Si looked me up and down very critically, and sneered with his lips curled up.
"But if someone randomly comes to the door and says they are Aunt Hua's direct disciples, then why don't we dress up and entertain them all? Please come back, you two!"
The fat man's fists clenched loudly.
He suddenly got up and kicked a tree beside Han Si, breaking the tree as thick as a bowl into two pieces.
The fat man shook off the dust from his feet and stared at Han Si with a gloomy face.
"Han Si, you are not a big deal to me. I even dare to hit your Han Si, so who do you think you are?"
Han Si lowered his gaze and looked at the hole kicked by the fat man, his expression extremely ugly.
The fat man reached out and approached Han Si, brushing the non-existent dust on his shoulders.
"Master Xiao Man is my distinguished guest. If you dare to speak rudely, I will send you out tomorrow to trap you. Do you believe that Fatty has this ability?"
Han Si was so scolded that he didn't even dare to let out a fart, and took half a step back in fear.
His Adam's apple rolled, and it took him a while to squeeze out a sentence.
"But this is my father's intention. He knows that the purpose of your coming here is to touch the golden talisman. He said that not all cats and dogs are qualified to negotiate terms with him."
Seeing the fat man clenching his fists again, Han Si hurriedly took half a step back and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"So before I came out, my old man said that if he wants to get in, he must first show us what he is capable of!"
Han Si pointed at me with one hand and locked the door with the other hand vigilantly, as if he was afraid that we would suddenly cause trouble.
"My old man said that as long as he can get three things, he can talk about touching the golden talisman."
"Which three?"
"Living Corpse Clothes, Princess Sword, Paper Man Cone!"
The fat man's fist became hard again.
Even I couldn't help but be secretly surprised. These three things are hard to come by, and even the Han family may not be able to get them.
In ancient times, torture was used to cut open the scalp and inject mercury into it. The mercury can separate the skin texture and ensure that the human skin remains intact. Later, he saw an elder who was skilled in knife skills and used a secret method to skin human skin alive. The human skin is as strong as cowhide and can be torn with great force without breaking. It is commonly known as corpse clothing.
This thing was originally used to punish criminals. Because of its strong resentment, it was mostly used for burials. Legend has it that a tomb robber encountered this kind of thing in an ancient tomb. Later, his colleagues entered and found a tomb wrapped in a corpse that absorbed the essence and blood. The skeleton was learned from the people who were about to die, and it was passed down from generation to generation among the people who robbed the tombs.
The Princess Sword is looking for a female corpse, and the female corpse is no ordinary person. She must be a noble princess. The sword refers to her spine, also called the vaginal bone. It can be made into a soft sword through willow nails, iron rings, and the goldsmith's special method!
There is a mechanism on it. The princess sword is usually extremely hard, cutting iron like clay and sealing the throat with one sword. But if the mechanism is pressed, the princess sword can split inch by inch and turn into a soft whip. The whip has a golden hook with inverted claws, which can't be pulled out if it penetrates the flesh.
Women belong to Yin, and the royal family is governed by heaven.
The status of the princess is extremely noble. After death, she will be very resentful and full of corpse poison. If the holder's destiny is not strong enough, it will be unlucky to die.
To make a paper figurine, you need to find a papermaker to grind hundreds of human bones into powder, then soak it in water from an underground river for half a year, and wait for it to form a soft foamy scum, which is then steamed. Then wash the bone pulp with underground river water, beat it and dry it in the sun. After removing the water and pressing it flat, you can get white paper made from the bone.
The paper maker will cut the white paper into an awl using a special method. The awl is sharp and as hard as iron. It can suppress hundreds of ghosts and nail the soul of a person so that he cannot be reincarnated.
The paper cone and nail soul will cause even some evil spirits to shed a layer of their skin when caught. It is a rare tool to ward off evil spirits. However, because of its evil nature, many papermakers who used it ended up going crazy. It is said that their souls were scattered by the paper awl nails.
Not to mention that there are not many papermakers nowadays, this paper cone alone is said to be only a legendary thing, and no one has ever seen it!
The Han family wanted these three things, and they were obviously looking for excuses to refuse, and they were determined not to hand over the gold-touching talisman.
The fat man couldn't help but wanted to step forward to fight, but I pulled him back.
I looked into Han Si's eyes and spoke calmly.
"So as long as I bring these three things in exchange, you can give me the gold-touching talisman. Is that what you mean?"
Han Si was so sweaty that I asked him, and he didn't respond for a while.
However, at this moment, a sound as bright as a bell sounded from the door of the house.
"Of course. I, a member of the Han family, keep my promise and will never go back on whatever I say."
The fat man tugged on my sleeve in surprise and whispered into my ear.
"This voice belongs to the head of the Han family..."
I nodded, already expecting it.
I cupped my fists and bowed towards the Han family, grabbed the fat man and turned around to leave.
Han Si immediately laughed proudly.
"I kindly advise you today, don't be brave and lose your life..."
With a bang, a stone exploded on the door next to Han Si's ear.
I turned back slightly and glanced at him.
"Next time, it's your eyes!"
Ignoring Han Si shaking like chaff, I dragged the fat man straight to Li Gui's graveyard.
I never like to mess around, and I must get the shroud back on this trip!
"Master Xiaoman, where are we going?"
"Search for corpse clothes!"
"Shrouds can only be found in ancient tombs, right?"
I smoked a cigarette, put it in my mouth and blew out a smoke ring.
"Fat man, if I remember correctly, there is a Yin-Yang Tomb at the east end of Chang'an..."
Before I finished speaking, the fat man's face changed drastically.
He stepped forward and grabbed my shoulder, his eyes filled with fear and embarrassment.
"Master Xiaoman, maybe you haven't heard of the legend of the Yin-Yang Tomb. If evil spirits enter this place, you may not be able to come back. You..."
I smiled and took away the fat man's hand, turned around and handed him a cigarette to light.
"The Yin and Yang tombs are filled with corpses, the caves are full of souls burned by war, the living will go to the dead and the living will avoid coming back!"
My expression was calm and gentle, as if the fat man was so shocked that he couldn't recover from his shock, and he even forgot to take the cigarette I handed him.
He looked ugly and muttered.
"Little Man, you actually know this nursery rhyme?!"
I nodded, dropped the cigarette butt, and crushed it out with my kick.
"Do you really think I'm just a freeloader after staying in Chang'an for so long? Fatty, I'll give you a chance. Do you want to go to the grave with me?"
I turned around and lowered my voice to seduce the fat man.
"You help me prepare my things and follow me to the grave. If we can come out from below, I will help you get the "Miscellaneous Essays and Plays". Haven't you always wanted to take back this relic of your mother's death?"
