That night, after Master finished explaining the general situation of her lineage of Dharma transmission, she threw two thick books to me.
The book was yellowing, and I looked at the name on the cover. It was written in traditional Chinese characters.
One book is called "Zhao Jing".
The other one is called "Burial Sutra".
"The art of Feng Shui is nothing more than the residence of yin and yang. Yang has a house, and Yin has a burial place. These two books are the culmination of the art of Feng Shui. Starting today, within one year, memorize the above contents backwards and forwards. Theory Combine it with practice, but you must first have a firm grasp of the theory.”
ah?
My expression was a little bitter.
Both books are as thick and heavy as bricks. The characters inside are still very small and densely packed.
Do you have to memorize it by force within a year, or do you have to memorize it backwards and forwards?
It’s so difficult!
What's more, I have a hunch that this is just one of them.
really……
The master also said that one must also learn how to draw runes and recite incantations. But fortunately, there is not as much theoretical knowledge as Feng Shui.
The main thing is to learn from her and actually practice by yourself - such as drawing talisman, no matter how much you talk about it, it's useless. Just start drawing and you will know.
As for Jiaxian and other miscellaneous arts, there are other arrangements.
In short, just after listening to Master's description, I feel that the future will not be easy.
But since it is the path you have chosen, no matter how hard or tiring you are, you have to keep going!
This can be regarded as the first formal lesson I took with Master. By the time we finished chatting, it was already full moon and mist filled the sky.
The terrain in Sichuan and Chongqing is foggy all year round. Even on summer nights, mist will rise from the grass and mountains and cover all directions.
"Okay, Wu Wa'er, please go home. Your parents must still be waiting for you."
"Okay Master!"
I saluted respectfully, then put away the "Burial Sutra" and "Zhao Sutra" and prepared to go home.
"By the way!" She seemed to have remembered something again, "Remember to tell your parents tomorrow and prepare a shrine, incense candles, and a chicken and duck. I will help you invite the fairy at dusk."
Invite the fairy!
When I heard it, I immediately became excited.
Master also said just now that there are generally two ways to invite a family immortal.
In the rural areas of Northeast China, many ordinary people will ask knowledgeable people to help them at home.
This kind of family fairy actually protects the entire family, and the scope of protection is limited to a small daily range. The main purpose is to prevent evil spirits from entering the house.
After all, in the Northeast, the woods are deep and there are many evil things. It's safer to hire a fairy.
The second type is to invite family immortals for practitioners like Taoist priests.
This type is a contract made with a specific person in the family. Become one with him, practice and progress together, and at the same time protect your family.
The one the master wants to invite is naturally the second one!
Just like her and Miss Chang, they also have this kind of master-slave relationship.
Saying goodbye to Master, I walked home with excitement.
The moon in the sky is shining brightly, casting thousands of silver lights.
From a distance, I saw that the house on the other side's hillside was still lit, which looked very eye-catching in the night. The warm yellow light leads me home.
I smiled happily.
My parents are really waiting for me to come home!
So, I quickened my pace and trotted all the way.
Looking back, Master Murao's house was still lit with lights.
These two bright lights, one behind the other, have been shining on me for many years in my life...when I encountered all kinds of dangerous and terrifying things that ordinary people can't imagine, when I was lonely and miserable, and faced countless... When it comes to intrigue.
They all become my hope to persevere!
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The next day, I got up early.
Move a small bench, sit in the yard, and "gnaw" the two books in the light of the morning sun.
My mother got up to feed the chickens and was startled when she saw me.
Then he laughed and scolded: "They say someone with a long waist and thin ribs is a lazy guy. My son usually sleeps until ten o'clock during holidays. You got up earlier than mom. Could it be that you got caught in something?"
I was a little speechless and rolled my eyes at my mother.
"Are you bullying your son like this? I'm just afraid that I won't be able to fulfill Master's requirements, so I can only be more serious in the future. I guess sleeping in will make me miss my chance."
There is nothing I can do.
The first thing I read was "Zhao Jing".
This is about Yangzhai Feng Shui, mainly about the various site selection, construction, orientation and orientation of the residence. I also thought that I could learn it quickly and help look at my family’s house.
But obviously I thought too much...
The content in this "Zhao Jing" is really too obscure and difficult, and it is written in classical Chinese. I haven't entered junior high school yet, so I have only a partial understanding of many things.
From 6:30 in the morning until breakfast at 8:30, I read three or four pages in two hours! I only have a general understanding of the directions of the Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches and Bagua.
My head is feeling dizzy, let alone memorizing it, I probably don’t even understand the meaning.
"It's so difficult! It turns out that entering Xuanmen and learning such magical methods is actually more boring than studying."
I'm a little helpless.
Originally, I saw the master dealing with all kinds of weird and terrifying things, and he was able to catch them with ease, killing all the zombies, mountain spirits, wild monsters, and old ghosts. It’s really awesome!
I just feel that learning these must be exciting and exciting.
I didn’t expect it to be so boring and difficult.
But I am a person who refuses to admit defeat, and when I think about the third calamity, I continue to eat after breakfast.
Don't tell me, I read a little bit.
For example, judging from the location of our Wujia Village, the village is distributed in a long east-west strip along the narrow valley between the mountains. There is a river passing by at the foot of the mountain, and flowing out like a jade belt outside the village head, directly connected to the Sichuan River.
Surrounded by mountain peaks, the terrain in the northwest is high and stretches for several miles, and there are many hills in the southeast. The situation in Kunfang (southwest) and Genfang (northeast) is flat, which means that there will be noble people in the village.
"Although our Wujia Village is not very poor, it has nothing to do with wealth, right? My father said that our village has a history of more than 300 years. In ancient times, there was no scholar, so they expected me to enter the university. Where did it come from? Noble one!"
I muttered in my heart.
But then I thought about it, the book given by Master must be correct. There must be a lot of details that I haven't figured out yet. After all, how can I know such a profound knowledge after just reading it for a few hours?
I was really tired after reading "Zhao Jing" for a long time, so I changed my mind and took out the first-year junior high school textbooks I borrowed from some older people in the village to preview.
I have also not forgotten that Master requires me to be the first in my grade in reading after I enter junior high school!
"Life is hard..."
I muttered under my breath.
Just like that, it was dusk.
The sun sets in the west.
The sunlight is no longer as violent as during the day and has become softer. Paint the entire village, the surrounding mountains, woods, and the river outside the village golden yellow.
There are burning clouds in the sky.
The temperature has also dropped a bit, and there is a cool breeze.
I really like this time of summer.
Especially today, because Master is coming to my house soon to help me invite a fairy!
I am looking forward to it very much. Which kind of fox, yellow, white, willow or gray will the "family fairy" I can invite?
Personally, I prefer the willow fairy - that is, the snake. After all, Master’s Miss Chang is a snake. As a disciple, of course I am also the best snake.
Soon, the master arrived.
However, she wore a strange mask on her face and did not show her true face.
I probably guessed that I was afraid that I would look too young and look like a girl of eighteen or nineteen, which would cause some unnecessary trouble.
And wearing a mask also adds some mystery.
"Is the fairy here? Have you had dinner? Do you want to eat first?"
My mother greeted me warmly and exchanged pleasantries.
She shook her head: "No need, take advantage of the dusk, the time when day and night first separate, and yin and yang separate. At this time, the energy of the mountains and wilds is the strongest. The probability of inviting a suitable and powerful family immortal is greater."
oh oh……
My mother nodded in understanding, and was pulled aside by my father to arrange the shrine and place the tribute fruits and incense candles.
Master told me some more things and asked me to stand in front of the shrine later and silently think about the kind of family immortal I wanted to invite.
Soon, shrines, incense candles, fruits, chickens and ducks were all ready!
My master began to walk with strange steps and muttered words. His wide sleeves and skirt were flying, which was very beautiful. Full of mysterious charm.
Then, she picked up the seven prepared incense sticks - usually three sticks were lit, but if she wanted to invite a family immortal who was willing to connect with her life, she would need seven sticks of incense.
But when the master lit the incense in his hand and put it back into the incense burner on the shrine, something strange happened!
Everyone knows that when incense is lit, a stream of white smoke will rise.
But at this time, I could only see the incense in the furnace burning down bit by bit quickly, but no white smoke was seen rising from the lit incense!
The incense burns but there is no smoke.
"Huh?"
The master couldn't help but utter a slightly surprised syllable.
Then she looked at me: "Don't close your eyes and think about it for now. Wait a minute."
"Master, what's going on?"
I asked curiously and apprehensively.
