Let me state in advance that I have never seen a ghost with my own eyes, but it is an ironclad fact that many things taken from tombs have "yin energy".
Collector Ma Ye also publicly said in the video that he has been working all his life and has never touched some cultural relics with a negative aura.
I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.
Because of my professional relationship, I have been exposed to many such things in those years. None of us should verify its authenticity or the principles behind it.
The Northeast has the famous "circle light technique" for finding lost items. In the Xiangxi area, in addition to the corpse driving that everyone knows, there are many folk techniques that you don't know about but that really exist today.
That night in the hospital, he used one of the techniques in front of me to check his household registration, called "double fixation to fix the soul."
The so-called double fixation technique consists of two parts, one is "fixing the chicken with an iron ring", and the other is "fixing the bowl with yellow cloth".
This technique comes from the Tujia people. If you have authentic Tujia friends who are watching, you must have heard or seen what I said.
Because it involves a lot of feudal superstition, I can't go into too much detail. I'll just talk about how the servants did it. The main targets are people who have been in car accidents, accidents, and have been unconscious for a long time.
The one who is unconscious is a male, so use a hen.
The one who is unconscious is a woman and needs to use a cock.
If the chicken is used backwards, people may wake up, but most likely they will become fools.
After checking the household registration, I closed the curtains in the ward and found a stainless steel washbasin under the bed.
Then I watched him pull out the sheets, ignite them with toilet paper, and set the sheets on fire in the basin.
A blazing fire lit up.
Next, he poured the mineral water into the bowl he brought, and then placed the bowl filled with water on the fire pit to bake.
It is roasting, not burning. This process lasts only a minute or two. I guess the main function is to roast the bottom and mouth of the bowl.
Putting the bowl on the ground, he found a chair and stepped on it. He folded the two-foot yellow cloth in half and nailed it gently to the gap on the top of the door.
He moved very carefully, probably because he was afraid that others would hear the noise and come to see him.
After ordering, he stood on the chair and said, "Give me the water, and light the fire in the basin. The fire can be small, but it cannot be extinguished."
I picked up the water bowl and handed it to him, asking him what he was cooking?
"You can burn anything, even toilet paper, as long as the fire doesn't go out."
After saying that, he took two deep breaths, stood on the stool with the bowl in hand, and stared at the yellow cloth on the wall motionlessly.
I probably watched it for three to five minutes.
He leveled the water bowl and moved it towards the yellow cloth. After he got closer, he kept pressing the bowl with his hands.
He tried to slowly let go of his hand, but the water bowl immediately fell down, and he hurriedly caught it.
I was puzzled, how could this thing stay still? Because the bowl and the wall are at right angles, they are both extremely smooth.
He failed twice in a row.
But then...a scene that seems unbelievable to today's people occurred.
After his third attempt, he looked solemn and slowly let go of his hands.
The bowl of water looks like nails! Steady! Standing on the wall!
I promise, no glue or anything! Just the white wall on the hospital door and the ordinary bowl.
"alright."
With such a simple movement, he broke into a sweat.
Jumping down from the chair, he said: "The bowl is frozen, now I have to freeze the chicken. If the hen doesn't run away, Lao Du Hun'er will be frozen."
Compared with setting bowls on the wall, setting chickens is even more weird.
This is not a dead chicken, but a live chicken.
He first cut the rope tied to the chicken's feet, and then used this piece of rope to tie the iron ring to the stick he brought.
After it's tied up, it looks a bit like a gun with a scope on it.
Grab the chicken with your left hand and hold the wooden stick flat with your right hand.
Gently place the chicken on the hoop.
Seeing the hen standing on the hoop with both feet without running or crowing, he immediately beamed with joy.
"Kick the brazier over."
I did so and kicked the brazier with a small fire burning at his feet.
At this moment, the household registration checker's eyes were cold. He took out a sharp knife from his pocket, grabbed the chicken's head, and wiped the chicken's neck with one knife!
When we usually kill chickens, the chickens will flap their wings and scream wildly.
But this hen didn't. It just held the iron ring with its paws and remained motionless.
The chicken blood flowed down like rain, dripping, dripping, and all fell into the basin. Cha Hukou watched this scene expressionlessly.
The moment the chicken's blood dried up, the hen fell off the hoop and died without squawking the whole time.
"Haha, okay, I'm lucky, and Lao Wang's life is tough enough. Now we just have to take the last step."
After saying this, he walked to the window, opened the curtains, and blew the horn gong three times.
About an hour later, no one called him, and Lao Du opened his eyes while lying on the hospital bed. (If I am bragging about this, I will not drink or smoke for a year.)
I told other friends about this matter. The friend studied it all night and came to me the next day and said, "I finally figured it out. Do you know why? The reason why the bowl is standing on the wall is Because the yellow cloth was folded in half to cover it up, in fact, the eaves of the bowl were stuck in the door crack at a certain angle."
I asked him what happened to ordering the chicken?
He said it was simple because humans fed the chickens a sedative drug, so the chickens neither ran nor crowed.
Later, after my experiment, what he said was impossible.
No matter how many times I try, the door crack on the door head cannot catch the edge of the bowl at all. And once the chicken is fed sedative drugs, the chicken cannot stand up on flat ground, not to mention standing still on the iron ring.
What is the principle of this double-fixing technique? He won't tell me when checking the household registration. As a layman, I will never know.
After saying that, he woke up in the middle of the night. Lao Du lay in bed and froze for a few minutes. Then he looked at the household registration check and pointed to his oxygen mask.
I was checking my household registration to help take off the mask, but accidentally touched his arm, which made him grimace in pain.
"Lao Du, what's the matter with you?"
"Huh... damn... the ghost is covering his eyes."
He stared at me and said, "Young man, I made a mistake. It's not a woman, it's a man."
Checking the household registration and nodding: "Yes, I have met the old snake girl once. Although she is an ordinary person, she has received incense from the Snake King Temple. Even if she is polite to a foreigner, she will not have so much resentment."
Lao Du looked at me and asked: "Boy, you almost killed me. This man died a violent death. He was not more than seven years old. I was implicated for reminding you. Its target is very clear, that is the girl in your car."
My hands couldn't help shaking, and my heart was trembling.
"Oh, okay, I can tell from your face even if you don't tell me."
"Does Lao Du smoke?"
"There's no doctor, right? Okay, let's get one."
He lit it himself first, then lit it for Lao Du, checked his household registration, took a deep breath, pointed at me and said: "Boy, compared to what I saw half a year ago, your appearance now is like a fortune-teller, no one can stop it."
"But as the saying goes, when people get rich, they are prone to misfortune. If I say you don't need to worry about this matter and we will take care of it for you, how much are you willing to pay?"
I was stunned, and I still didn't react.
The person who checked the household registration said with a smile: "I didn't ask for your money last time, but if I don't charge you this time, I'm sorry for your sky-high fortune now. What can I say? There is a Yuan person in Fodu. "
I took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Tell me the numbers."
I checked my household registration and Lao Du looked at each other. As if after careful consideration, he pointed out four fingers and made a "four" sign to me.
"Four hundred thousand?" I asked.
He was stunned for more than ten seconds, and at the same time he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
