Mr. Wang and I rushed into the main room almost at the same time, helped Wu Tinghan up and sat down on a chair.
But no matter how we screamed, Wu Tinghan kept his eyes closed and couldn't wake up.
I asked Mr. Wang, what happened to her?
Mr. Wang frowned, with a solemn look on his face, and said that he must have been bitten by the craftsmanship.
I asked Mr. Wang in surprise, did she use Fengjiang Painting just now?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said that it didn't look like it, but more like another kind of craftsmanship.
I was a little puzzled and asked hurriedly, does other craftsmanship also have backlash?
Then the craftsmanship of their line of painters is a bit cheating!
After all, I see that Mr. Wang has used so many craftsmanships, and none of them have backlash - the ink line soul lock does not count, it is to transfer the damage, and it is not the same thing as backlash.
Mr. Wang shook his head again and said that generally speaking, craftsmanship has no backlash, but if it is used incorrectly, there will be backlash.
I asked hurriedly, what craftsmanship did she use?
He said, if I guessed correctly, it should be their line of painters who were "unjustly sentenced to prison".
Mr. Wang knew that I didn’t understand, so he took the initiative to explain, saying, do you know why people have to do ashram after death?
Let me tell you, this is the tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years. Is there anything else that needs to be emphasized?
Mr. Wang did not answer, but took out the ink fountain from the cage on his back, asked me to expose Wu Tinghan's hands and wrists, and then flicked a circle on each of her wrists. After doing this, she asked me to expose her ankles and repeat the previous actions.
I know that this is Mr. Wang giving Wu Tinghan the "soul-locking ink line".
Seeing Mr. Wang put away the ink fountain, I asked him nervously, would she be in danger?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, don't ask me, I don't know either.
Let me tell you anxiously, you are a craftsman, how could you not know this?
Mr. Wang said angrily, "You are still Chinese. Why don't you know the purpose of being a dojo?"
I was speechless and had nothing to say, so I could only stand there and worry.
Mr. Wang said, did you remember that I just told you about 'lonely souls' and 'wild ghosts'?
I nodded to show that I remembered.
Mr. Wang said, do you know that Mo Zi once called "lonely soul" and Mo Zi called "wild ghost"?
I shook my head and said, is there any difference? Isn’t it usually said in succession by lonely ghosts?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said that a lonely soul is a lonely soul and a wild ghost is a wild ghost. They are not the same thing.
I was a little impatient and asked, does it have anything to do with Wu Tinghan vomiting blood and fainting?
He said, am I not looking for a reason? If I don't understand it clearly, why should I wake her up?
After hearing this, I hurriedly suppressed the anxiety in my heart, and then followed Mr. Wang's train of thought and asked him, what is the difference between a lonely soul and a wild ghost?
Mr. Wang said that the solitary soul refers to someone who died outside the house, which is extended from the old man who died alone and widowed. Naturally, the ghost refers to someone who died outside the house. This kind of yin person has not passed through the yang person. I agree, it is impossible to enter Yangzhai.
Hearing this, I nodded to express my understanding.
When I was in the hotel, Wu Tinghan told me about this problem. He said that it is not scary if a ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night. What is scary is answering the door and opening the door. This is almost the same as what Mr. Wang is saying now.
It seems that in the craftsman circle, even if there are differences in sects, the understanding of Yin people should be similar.
Mr. Wang said that when a ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night, three souls will be thrown away in response. The word "ghost" here means "wild ghost". If they entered the house, they would look like that just now.
I say that when a Yin person enters a house, he will betray his family and forget his ancestors.
Mr. Wang nodded and said, "Similarly, if the lonely soul stays in the house and does not come out, then people will continue to die in this house. When more people die, it will be the same as before."
Thinking of the question that Mr. Wang originally asked me, I came to my senses and said, so doing the dojo is to invite the lonely souls out of the house?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "I'm not inviting you, I'm driving you out." Whether it wants it or not, it has to be taken out.
Get out? This seems to conflict with the culture I understand. Our Chinese culture has always been gentle, how could we be so rude?
Mr. Wang said angrily, if he hadn't been driven out to talk to him, why would Mr. Zi Daochang stick some talisman seals on the door frame of the house after he finished doing the dojo?
This is indeed true. In our village, after the funeral of a deceased person, the dojo master would come back and put yellow talismans on the inside and outside of the house. So even if I come back from school, as long as I see a talisman on the door frame of a courtyard, I will know that someone has just died in that house.
Let me tell you, are those talismans and seals meant to prevent relatives from returning home?
Mr. Wang said, otherwise Han would be just a decoration?
Okay, I admit that I am ignorant. But after saying so much, what does it have to do with Wu Tinghan being backlashed by craftsmanship?
Mr. Wang looked at the top of his head, then sighed and told me, you go up and light the lamp first, and I will continue to find the reason without delay.
As he said this, he asked me to lift the Eight Immortals table under the beam, then went to the room to fetch a chair, placed it on the Eight Immortals table, and asked me to go up and light the lamp.
After I climbed up, I realized that I didn't have any tools to start a fire. The lighter that Wu Tinghan threw to me on the highway was put in my backpack. The backpack was at my house and I didn't carry it over.
Mr. Wang did have matches, but he shook his head and said that he could only light the sky lantern by dripping fire from the rope, otherwise it would not be lighting the sky lantern.
I said, then you hand me some duck feathers and I will use them to ignite the fire.
Mr. Wang said angrily, saying that the only way to light a lamp is to use a rope to climb to the sky. Why don't you understand? If duck feathers can start a fire, why can't matches?
I was immediately confused. Let me tell you, those 'oil lamps' and this yellow paper were also lit by duck feathers!
Mr. Wang said that it was because Senior Wu used a special technique to combine the duck feathers and the hemp rope into one, so naturally the fire on the hemp rope lit up the oil lamp and the sky lantern. Even if I give you a duck feather, will you know how to trick her?
Only then did I remember that Wu Tinghan was extremely serious when making these marks. One hand was measuring the size, and the other was silently kneading. It seems that Mr. Wang is right. The hemp rope and duck feathers do need special techniques to be blessed.
I stood on the chair, looked at Mr. Wang below, and asked anxiously, what should I do now?
Mr. Wang said that there is no other way but to lift up the portrait of Chen Guzi and light it on fire.
I'm telling you, are you kidding me? I can't even lift the copper coins at the mouth of the well, why are you asking me to lift them up?
Mr. Wang said, you try to do it first, and if it doesn’t work, I will help you, but the main thing is to rely on yourself.
Let me tell you, can't you have some?
Mr. Wang said angrily, if the craftsmen could just light the sky lanterns, why would Senior Wu do so many bells and whistles before? Can you just ask me to hang the portrait up, and she can light it with the judge's pen? Lighting up sky lanterns, lighting up sky lanterns, if there is no process of ascending to the sky, how about lighting up sky lanterns?
Indeed, if it could be ignited directly, there would be no need to make it so complicated before.
I think this is the fundamental reason why Mr. Wang can only say to help, but in the end I have to lift it up myself - after all, he can't participate too much, otherwise he will break the rules, and it is very likely that he will be ordered by then. It is no longer a sky lantern.
After thinking about this, he reached over his head, holding the opposite corner of Chen Guzi's portrait, and then used his strength to lift it up.
Just as I imagined, Chen Guzi's portrait weighs more than a thousand kilograms. Let alone lifting it, I couldn't shake it even if I wanted to. There was such a strong wind in the main room before, and the portrait was as stable as Mount Tai. , it’s not unreasonable!
I lowered my head and spoke, unable to move at all!
Mr. Wang had no choice but to reach out and grab my calf and said, "Try again."
So I repeated the previous action. Although I still couldn't lift it at once, the portrait no longer felt like it was completely unshakable, but rather like I should be able to lift it if I try hard.
So I squatted down half-crouched, straightened my hands and raised them above my head, holding the opposite corners of the portrait, and then exerted force on my legs, similar to a weightlifter, using the strength of my thighs to lift the portrait above my head.
This move really works, after all, the strength in the legs is much greater than that in the arms. As the portrait was slowly lifted, I raised my head and slowly passed the yellow paper to the flame at the end of the hemp rope.
The portrait was too heavy and the yellow paper was so small. It was not an easy task to aim at the hemp rope. I shook the portrait back and forth many times before finally lighting the yellow paper.
After the yellow paper was lit, it immediately emitted a faint blue light, dyeing the entire hall with a light blue color. It looked a bit scary, but also had a hint of hazy beauty. At least, I think the lighting is beautiful.
After confirming that the yellow scroll paper was lit, I let go of the portrait, jumped off the Eight Immortals Table, and sat down on the ground. My whole body seemed to be exhausted and was already soaked with sweat.
After sitting down, the first thing I did was to ask Mr. Wang if he had found the reason?
Mr. Wang shook his head, followed my example, sat down on one leg of the Eight Immortals Table, and then told me that there was one most crucial thing that I had not figured out.
I asked hurriedly, what kind of place is it?
He said, as I said before, if there are dead people in the house, I want Mr. Dojo to be a dojo to drive the lonely souls out, and then light a lamp to illuminate a path to lead them to the land of eternity.
I nodded and said, I have heard this before, so after a person dies, a long-lasting lamp must be lit under his coffin.
Mr. Wang said, then the question is, what should be done about those people who die outside, that is, "wild ghosts", who have no mourning hall and no one lights the lamp?
I was stunned. I really hadn't thought about this question.
Mr. Wang said that this requires special people to save them, but there is also a loophole in this, that is, it takes time and effort for Mr. Daochang to save the Yin people. Generally speaking, you are not allowed to do such a thankless task, so these Yin people are the same. manage?
I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know.
Mr. Wang said that this is why there is a line of painters. They found a new way. They didn't need to light up lamps or set up a mourning hall. They could directly draw the six paths of reincarnation with a single stroke of the brush and send these Yin people on their last journey.
Mr. Wang suddenly showed an envious look on his face and said that later on, they improved this craftsmanship and turned it into thousands of ghosts, whether they were 'lonely souls' or 'wild ghosts', as long as they were evil people in the world. , can't escape their easy strokes.
Mr. Wang leaned his head on the leg of the Eight Immortals table, with an excited look on his face, and said, with just one stroke, they, the painters, have been unjustly sentenced to prison! The paintbrush in their hand is called the judge's pen, which is where it comes from.
My eyes almost popped out of my head when I heard this. What others have worked hard for seven or eight days to do, you can do it with just one stroke? What's the difference between this and cheating?
But that's not right. If she was so powerful at being wrongfully sentenced to prison, why did she still vomit blood and faint?
Mr. Wang calmed down and said, this is what I have not figured out. Logically speaking, if I go outside and set up two doors, all the people in the hall will become "lonely souls", and Senior Wu will be unjustly sentenced to prison. After that, they should all be sent away. How could she be attacked?
I asked, under what circumstances will it be counterattacked?
Mr. Wang said that craftsmanship is used in the wrong place.
I thought about it and said, looking at the current situation, it doesn’t look like it was used in the wrong place. Is there no other situation that would backfire?
After hearing what I said, Mr. Wang suddenly turned his head and looked at me with a somewhat panicked expression, and said, "There is a situation, but it is very rare."
I asked, what is the situation?
He said that the Yin man was so powerful that he couldn't even deal with craftsmanship!
Doesn't that mean that in this room, there is a sinister person who can't even be sent away after being unjustly sentenced to prison? ?
As soon as he finished speaking, the yellow paper wick with a faint green light above his head suddenly went out. Mr. Wang jumped up from the ground upon seeing this, looked up at Chen Guzi's portrait, and murmured to himself with a trembling voice: Ghost... The ghost blows out the lamp!
