As soon as I said it, I felt it was inappropriate, but I was so shocked that I couldn't take it back.
In this case, let’s just say it!
I'm not the kind of person who looks forward or backward.
Master said, just follow your heart when doing things.
But now that the words were said, Zeng Jin had nothing to hide, so he told everything about the situation.
"Brother Ang, Brother Chun offended you on the first day of school. That afternoon, I actually wanted to go back to the classroom to get something. I saw you light a piece of paper with strange symbols on it and put the ashes into Brother Chun's cup."
"The way you looked at that time gave people a strange feeling and was very intimidating. I didn't dare to tell others. Besides, it was just a piece of dust, so I just thought you were deliberately disgusting Brother Chun, so I just added some stuff. .”
"Unexpectedly, Brother Chun started to fart crazily and have diarrhea. The doctor couldn't find out the cause. I just felt that something was unusual about you."
"Furthermore, last weekend...Uncle Duan invited guests to dinner. My dad works as a transporter and helps Uncle Duan's family transport fruits. Because everyone here has a good personal relationship, I heard Uncle Duan talk about his daughter. . Although I am very sad, I also heard that Angkor, you are a young hero, very amazing."
I see!
I understand it all.
This guy Qingqing seems to be Wang Dachun's brainless little follower, but in fact he is quite transparent in his heart.
I half-smiled but said, "I wonder why Wang Dachun has rarely compared myself with me recently. I'm afraid you have some credit for this, too? Are you trying to persuade him tactfully from time to time?"
Although Wang Dachun is a playboy, he usually looks down on others and acts arrogantly. But the relationship with Zeng Jin is really good.
After he knew about my situation, he would definitely tactfully advise Wang Dachun not to go against me.
"Brother Ang is joking. The main reason is that you keep a low profile, Brother Ang. If I had known earlier that you and Uncle Duan were related, who would have dared to provoke you?"
Zeng Jin rubbed his hands with a fawning smile on his face.
Soon, we arrived at Wang Dachun's house.
His parents are both prominent figures in the town and live in the family compound of the government agency.
Zeng Jin took me upstairs, took out the key and opened the door.
The scene in front of me also surprised me!
I saw Wang Dachun sitting on the sofa, his mouth was crooked, and saliva was flowing from the corner of his mouth. The expression was twisted and ferocious, and the eyes were blood red, staring straight at us.
A strange grunting sound came from his throat, like a beast.
There was a big bucket in front of him, and half of the water in it was already drunk!
Zeng Jin shouted: "Brother Chun, didn't I tell you not to drink water anymore?"
He was about to pounce, but I held him back.
"Don't go there yet! Wang Dachun might have been hit by something dirty."
In this situation, it is certain that this guy has somehow provoked some evil things! And it looks quite ferocious and weird.
I subconsciously wanted to go back to find Lao Cao.
But if you think about it calmly, I’m afraid it’s too late!
Gritting his teeth, he could only decide to do it himself.
Although Wang Dachun and I had some disagreements, I had already punished him severely with the "fart charm". During this time, it was considered honest for him to sit behind me.
We are all classmates, so I really can’t help but die!
At this time, Wang Dachun may have exceeded the limit of drinking water, and his belly finally took on a bulging shape, bulging like a pregnant woman.
He grabbed the bucket in front of him with both hands and wanted to drink water, but I severely scolded him.
"Stop, don't drink!"
Wang Dachun was stunned when he heard this, retracted his hand, and slowly raised his head. Then he suddenly grinned, his white teeth making people's hearts tingle.
He chuckled: "Don't drink water? It's okay not to drink water. Then I will drink blood! Drink the blood of you two."
After saying that, he actually rushed towards us both!
Zeng Jin turned pale with fright.
I quickly put my hand into my pocket and took out a piece of talisman paper.
Evil talisman!
This is a more commonly used and practical charm, but it is much more difficult to draw than gadgets such as "fart charms".
I also practiced hard for two days last weekend and gained some experience. The master said that the "evil-suppressing talisman" he drew was barely usable, so he drew a few more and kept them in case of emergencies.
Unexpectedly, this actually came into use!
"Qiankun borrows the law to suppress evil spirits!"
I whispered in my mouth, and at the same time, I exerted force with my five fingers, and used the strength of my wrist to punch out the charm.
Whoosh!
It was obviously a piece of talisman paper, but it flew forward quickly like a stone, making a sound.
Zeng Jin next to him was also shocked. After all, normal people knew that thin paper could not fly out like this.
In fact, this book is also one of the basic skills of Xuanmen spells, called "Da Fu" - that is, the technique of using the power of fingers and wrists to integrate the Qi in the body to cast spells.
Snapped!
This evil-suppressing talisman was directly attached to Wang Dachun's chest. His movements immediately stagnated and his speed slowed down.
"Why are you still stunned? Come on together!"
I yelled, slapped Zeng Jin, and ran forward.
He seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and he mustered up the courage to go over with me, twisting Wang Dachun's arms from left to right. Dragging him back, he put his hands behind his back and pressed him on the sofa.
"Is there a rope?"
"No, I don't know..."
Zeng Jin's voice was trembling.
Because although the evil spirit in Wang Dachun's body has been suppressed somewhat by my evil-suppressing talisman, after all, it was painted by me, a "newcomer", so the effect may not be very good. So he kept struggling wildly and trying to open his mouth to bite.
I looked around the living room and saw a bunch of small, flexible plastic water lines sitting in the corner. I guess I need to make some home bathroom decorations, so I quickly asked Zeng Jin to get them.
He tied up Wang Dachun's hands and feet and threw him on the sofa, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh my god! I was scared to death. Brother Chun almost bit my hand just now."
Zeng Jin sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
And I lifted up Wang Dachun's clothes and pointed at his belly: "Look!"
He didn't know how much water he drank today - at least hundreds of kilograms!
My belly is almost bursting.
This was nothing, the most frightening thing was that the surface of his belly was bulging and tight. And inside this tight belly, there seemed to be a ball-shaped thing moving around inside.
The skin on Wang Dachun's belly also moved, bulging and shrinking.
It really looks like she's pregnant!
Zeng Jin, who was about to stand up from the ground, saw this and was so frightened that he fell down and sat down again, trembling.
"Brother Ang, what the hell is this? It's got into Brother Chun's belly! Is it controlling Brother Chun to drink water like crazy?"
I nodded and frowned: "If I guess correctly, this evil creature is what we usually call a god."
ah!
Being a god?
Zeng Jin was a little confused.
"Dry" is a sound, dry dry. Gan Shen Xian, in the dialect of our Sichuan and Chongqing area, is used to tease people who don’t like to drink water.
For example, if someone doesn't drink a sip of water all day, we will joke: If you don't drink a sip of water, are you a god?
But in fact, the dialect words in many regions come from some ancient stories or realities. In our area, there is indeed such an evil spirit called "Qian Shenxian"
But contrary to what is usually said, Qian Shenxian has an obsession and abnormal desire for water precisely because of Qian. And even though it contains the word "god", it is actually an evil spirit.
Once the god of sex takes over and possesses his body, he will drink water like crazy!
He kept drinking and drinking, and he wouldn't stop until his belly was bursting.
And this, of course, it is difficult to find the cause by conventional medical examination methods.
"Angkor, what on earth is this god?"
Zeng Jin seemed to have calmed down a bit and walked to me and asked cautiously.
"Gan gods are actually a type of imp, and some are classified as mountain spirits and wild monsters. Anyway, they usually wander around in the deep mountains and old forests in the southwest of us. When they encounter living creatures, they will possess them. But unless there are special circumstances , otherwise they rarely take the initiative to appear in crowded places such as towns."
I paused and glanced at Wang Dachun, who was lying on the sofa and was already a little unconscious. Then he continued.
"Wang Dachun would have been possessed by a fucking god, either because he went to a place he shouldn't have gone, or he provoked someone he shouldn't have... If it were anyone else, it would almost be the former. But with his arrogant and brain-dead character, there are two kinds of Probably not too small.”
To be honest, if I were the kind of person who was petty and evil, I would have a similar method to deal with him now. Of course, I wouldn't do that.
But if you can't stand other Xuanmen people, you may not be so particular. Especially the kind of folk dharma that has almost no inheritance, and talented people just learn some occult methods.
Hearing what I said so directly, Zeng Jin was a little embarrassed. He rubbed his hands and asked what should he do now?
"Let me think about it..."
I pinched my chin, lost in thought.
In the past three months, all kinds of occult methods and strange arts and techniques that I have studied seriously with Master and Lao Cao are all flashing through my mind.
"Yes!" I had a flash of inspiration, "The paper puppet technique that Lao Cao taught me should be useful. Get this god out first, and then things will be easier."
So, I told Zeng Jin to go downstairs as quickly as possible, find a deserted place to pull some hay, and light it on fire to reduce it to ashes. Then bring them all back.
He was very convinced of me now. After nodding, he turned around and ran downstairs.
After all, it was 1999. At that time, even high-end family courtyards did not have very reasonable garden plant planning like high-end communities like today. Basically, just plant some random flowers and plants in the flower bed.
Summer is not completely over yet, and there is a lot of dead grass in the flower beds. Once it is burned, it will be ashes!
As soon as Zeng Jin left, Wang Dachun and I were the only two people in the room.
To be honest, I still feel a little guilty.
After all, the understanding of evil spirits such as "Qian Shenxian" is only theoretical. God knows if there will be any other changes?
What's more, this is the first time I have faced evil spirits, and I have to rely on my own strength to solve them!
As the saying goes, if your heart is a little weak, your face will be pricked! Don't be afraid.
I sat next to Wang Dachun and patted his face: "Do you still have your own consciousness? Can you speak? What's going on?"
After I put an evil-suppressing charm on him just now, the evil spirits in his body should have been temporarily suppressed. So he regained consciousness, looked at me with a mixture of gratitude and fear, and struggled to speak: "Wu, I, I..."
Opening his mouth, he spat out a large amount of water. The sofa was soaked in a big puddle.
I:……
"Oh my god! Fortunately, you didn't get too close just now. Otherwise, you would have puked all over me."
It seems that the Qian Shenxian in his body needs to be dealt with first before he can ask what happened.
While waiting for Zeng Jin to come back from the plant ashes, I took out some things I would need later from my schoolbag.
Paper money, writing brushes, cinnabar, scissors... well, ink and liquor, I guess they should be in the house. As for bamboo... I walked directly to Wang Dachun's father's study and found a good brush.
The holder of the brush is naturally made of bamboo.
It seems expensive, but in order to save Wang Dachun, I don’t believe his father would be reluctant to part with a good brush?
I mixed the ink and cinnabar on the plate and added a drop of my own blood into it. Then I dipped my own brush into it and carefully sketched a simple human shape on the paper money.
This has to be done in one go, without any pause or breathing in the middle, so it is quite difficult. Of course, it is much easier than drawing spells.
Therefore, among the Taoist methods, there are many that are all-inclusive.
After drawing the paper figure, I used scissors to cut it out along the black and red lines. He also split the holder of Wang Dachun's father's brush with a knife and cut it into small bamboo strips.
Use these bamboo strips to make limbs and other skeletons behind the paper man, which will look more lifelike.
Then I opened another bottle of liquor - I looked at the brand and it seemed to be called "Maotai", right? I don’t know much about wine either.
Anyway, I took a big mouthful of it in my mouth, and then with a "pop" sound, it all spat out on the little bamboo paper figurine.
After doing all this, I was also a little tired...mainly from mental exhaustion.
Now, just wait for Zeng Jin’s grass and tree ashes!
I looked at Wang Dachun on the sofa. His belly was still heaving, and the things inside seemed to be getting more anxious. I also began to worry that if Zeng Jin didn’t come back soon, what if this “god god” burst out of his belly?
That Wang Dachun must have become cold on the spot due to a pierced intestine and a rotten stomach.
Fortunately, less than a minute later, Zeng Jin came back.
He held a large, broken porcelain basin in his hand, which was filled with plant ashes - because it had just been burned, it still smelled like fireworks.
"Brother Angkor, I'm back!"
"Okay, put the plant ashes in front of Wang Dachun. Whatever I say later, you will do it. Whether we can save him or not depends on the two of us."
My expression became serious and I walked to the sofa.
I took out a very special shaped paper money from my pocket again - Jiuqu money!
