Li Daoxuan was attracted by the four words "Maoshan Zouyin".
Walking through the Yin, also known as crossing the Yin, is a Taoist technique that involves entering the underworld from the Yang world, bringing the dead souls from the underworld, and allowing them to temporarily possess one's body.
Usually the relatives of the deceased are worried and want to see the deceased again, so they will look for the person who has escaped.
There is also the art of wandering the yin among the people, but there are many rules. If any point is not done well, it may lead to tragic consequences.
For example, Master once told him that there was once a charlatan who knew a little about the magic of yin and made money by doing so. He had a rule that the people who came to him to do yin must be relatives of the target, otherwise he would not accept the offer. .
However, one time, in order to solve a case, a certain police officer gave him the victim's birthday and horoscope, lying to him that she was his sister. As a result, after being possessed by the police officer, because he had no relatives to comfort him, he became vicious and not only killed the police officer, but also killed him. He died and even maimed the body of that charlatan.
However, Maoshan is a top Taoist sect that is on par with Longhu Mountain, and their secret skills of traveling through the underworld are obviously much higher than those of ordinary charlatans.
Li Daoxuan looked at the man and found that he was a very young fat man.
He was wearing a spacious Taoist robe, but it still couldn't cover his round belly, his face was fleshy, and his smile was a bit naive.
There was a strange color in Li Daoxuan's eyes. He didn't know whether the other party was from Maoshan, but in the Dharma Eyes, the little fat man had strong energy, clear eyes, and the fluctuation of authentic Xuanmen magic power.
It's about the early stage of inescaping.
It is definitely not comparable to those charlatans.
Out of curiosity, Li Daoxuan approached.
There were many people watching. Many people were afraid and curious about walking in the yin. Some people saw that the little fat man was very young, with a fat head and big ears, and he did not look like an expert, so they started talking about it.
"You look too young to be a liar!"
"Nine times out of ten, this person in broad daylight is still in the dark?"
"I guess the so-called yin trick must have been performed!"
…
The little fat man heard everyone's discussion, became a little angry, and said loudly: "If you don't believe it, just try it, and you will pay ten for the fake one!"
Under the slogan of paying ten for every fake one, some people finally couldn't hold it any longer.
A middle-aged woman came over and handed over ten copper coins.
"Little Taoist priest, let me give it a try."
The little fat man quickly put away the copper plate with his fleshy hands. He almost lost his eyesight when he laughed, and asked: "Who do you want to see?"
The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "I want to see my little son. He was naughty by nature. He accidentally drowned last summer."
The little fat man handed over the yellow paper and brush.
"Please write down your youngest son's birthday and horoscope."
The middle-aged woman wrote the letter hesitantly and asked, "Is this all right?"
"That's all right. Just don't be afraid when I see your little son later."
After saying this, the little fat man opened the altar, put on the incense burner, inserted three incense sticks, then shook the Sanqing bell, stepped on the gangbang, and sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice.
"Look, he's just pretending!"
"Why does it look a little ridiculous?"
"Haha, let's see how he performs later, I'm going to expose him!"
…
Li Daoxuan frowned slightly because he had noticed something was wrong.
It was obviously a busy city, but the gloomy air around him was slowly getting heavier, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking out the sunlight.
Faced with everyone's doubts, the little fat man turned a deaf ear. He calmly picked up the yellow paper written by the middle-aged woman and began to mutter something.
"The Dharma brings out the spirit and travels to the underworld, and the disciples wholeheartedly invite the true spirit. It reaches the heavenly palace and connects to the earth, and it quickly connects to thousands of spirits in the underworld!"
The next moment, a strange scene appeared.
I saw that the yellow paper in his hand with the birthday and eight characters written on it suddenly burned automatically and turned into ashes.
The three incense sticks in the incense burner burned quickly, turning into two short and one long.
People should avoid three long and two short, and fragrance should avoid two short and one long.
Three long and two short people are sick, two short and one long ghosts and gods come.
Li Daoxuan also noticed that the handful of glutinous rice he had just spilled quickly turned black, as if it had lost all its energy.
I'm afraid this is not glutinous rice, but 焄米.
The so-called roasted rice refers to rice that is eaten by ghosts and gods. It usually grows in places with strong dead energy. The vitality of grains interweaves with the dead energy of the environment, forming a very special kind of rice.
Some people in the Taoist sect use this rice to drive away ghosts and gods.
The soul of the dead who is about to possess him will not do anything too extreme after eating this rice.
At this moment, the people around them had become silent. They all felt that the surroundings were inexplicably colder and the atmosphere became very depressing.
Some people couldn't help but quietly took a few steps back.
The middle-aged woman was not afraid, but looked at the fat man with expectant eyes.
The little fat man's long hair was now disheveled, and his face suddenly became stern.
"Mom, I miss you so much!"
The voice was very childish, like a child's voice, and it instantly sent chills into the hearts of the people around him.
"Xuan'er...is it really you?"
The middle-aged woman trembled, but she still couldn't believe it.
What if this is just an act of the other party?
The little fat man smiled slyly and said, "Mom, it's really me. Last summer, I stole your peony hairpin and pawned it to buy food. Then I went swimming, but I got entangled in water plants and drowned."
A lot of water drops suddenly appeared on his face, and he turned pale and said: "Mom, I feel so uncomfortable!"
The middle-aged woman's pupils trembled. She had never told her about the missing peony hairpin.
She stepped forward and approached the little fat man step by step.
The little fat man opened his arms and said: "Mom, I'm so cold, give me a hug..."
Just when everyone thought the two were going to stage a scene of a loving mother and a filial son, the style of the painting suddenly changed.
The middle-aged woman suddenly pulled out the peach tree branch on the table and said angrily: "It turns out that you stole my mother's peony hairpin, you wasteful thing, it was my mother's dowry!"
Snapped!
She hit the little fat man with a stick.
The little fat man suddenly let out a scream, showed a fierce expression, and bared his teeth.
"Hey! Little bastard, I've rebelled against you and you still dare to yell at your mother?"
Snapped!
Another stick.
The little fat man was completely confused. I had already turned into a ghost. Why am I still so scary?
He trembled and said: "Mom, I was wrong, please spare me..."
There was no way, the bloodline suppression engraved in his bones made it difficult for him to resist even if he became a ghost.
The middle-aged woman held the peach tree in one hand and pinched her waist with the other, and said, "Recite the Thousand-Character Essay taught by the Master, quickly! I won't slap you once you've memorized it."
The little fat man was trembling, with a distressed look on his face, and he picked up his fingers and carried it on his back.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. The sun and moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides. The leap years are full of years, and Lu Lu..."
He hesitated and couldn't recite it for a long time.
The middle-aged woman was so angry that her lungs were about to explode and she cursed: "As expected, you're a little brat. You've never memorized more than four sentences. You've been dead for a year. Why haven't you made any progress at all?"
She waved the peach tree and chased the little fat man.
For a moment, there was a lot of excitement on the stage, and the people below also laughed.
This is probably the least scary walk-in ever.
In the end, Li Daoxuan couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to stop the middle-aged woman from continuing to beat her.
The middle-aged woman left refreshed. Before leaving, she left her address and asked Li Daoxuan to give it to the little fat man. She said that she could visit him regularly in the future. She wanted to check on her youngest son's studies every other month.
"Hey! It hurts!"
After the middle-aged woman left, the little fat man woke up leisurely and realized that his wandering was over.
He felt tingling all over his body, and when he lifted up his sleeves, streaks of purple appeared.
"It's strange. I spilled rice, so why am I still hurt?"
I'm afraid he never dreamed that it was not a ghost that hurt him, but a human being.
Thank God for the 1,500-dollar reward from Mr. Idiot and the fool at the entrance of the village. Thank you for the 100-dollar reward from me who is very busy. Show your heart!
(End of chapter)
