crossing yin and yang

What?Wei Yang almost couldn't hold back the expression on his face, why did you let me come?Brother Qi, what kind of trick are you trying to do? You haven't even rehearsed before!However, when he saw the serious expression of the other party, he immediately realized that this was not a joke, let alone some sleight of hand, but a literal meaning. Brother Qi hoped that he would take a look.

The surprise dissipated in an instant and turned into something else, Wei Yang felt some indescribable feelings in his heart.Although he is still engaged in these activities, he is no longer the ignorant and ignorant little magic stick. The awakening of his talent has endowed him with something else, which is the power only of the blood of the witch race. Straightforward, powerful , a power that is only useful to that unknown world.

However, this power is so dangerous and coveted. He actually thought about making better use of his talent and finding out the real usage of the bone array, but Zhang Xiuqi disagreed and just stood by his side stubbornly, wanting to rely on Protect him by yourself so that he will not be harmed by casting spells.Regarding this point, they didn't actually discuss it seriously, but they just cautiously walked around that invisible thin line, neither crossing the line nor making concessions, and tacitly understood each other.

But now, Zhang Xiuqi suddenly took a step back and told him to "take a look".There were mixed emotions in his heart, but Wei Yang didn't show any signs of losing his composure. He just nodded and gave a slight "hmm" before moving his gaze to the Bogu rack not far away.

As a collector of the new school, Mr. Sang has a wide range of collections, including gilded utensils, underglaze red and pastel porcelain vases, finely carved ivory pieces, and ingenious purple sand and wood carvings. , There are more than ten samples in total, filling the shelves to the brim.But looking at it so carefully, everything is indeed as Mr. Sang said, it is a handicraft that can't be closer, and there is nothing worth caring about except for its exquisite shape.

Looking from left to right like this, Wei Yang frowned, and when he was about to turn his head, a faint black shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes. He stayed at the grid for a while, looked at the other frames one by one, and said hesitantly: "The collection is fine, but this Bogu rack..."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, as if he wanted to take a closer look at the shelf, but a hand behind him grabbed him, Zhang Xiuqi frowned, and did not intend to let go, and asked in a deep voice: "Did you see What?"

Grasping warm palms on his wrists, Wei Yang froze, and suddenly woke up, and immediately said: "It's a human figure, no, it should be said to be a black shadow similar to a human figure, and it is in the grid where the Jade Buddha was placed just now. There's a faint shadow around everything but this, but it's just too faint to see."

It was clearly in broad daylight, but as soon as these words came out, the two people standing next to him immediately got goosebumps, and Sang Yuqiao stammered and asked, "What figure? No one has died in this house. It was also specially selected, it is not a cemetery, and there is no road to rush to the evil, where did the figure come from..."

Wei Yang suddenly came to his senses at this moment, turned his head and asked directly: "Mr. Sang, your Bogu shelf is made of golden nanmu, right? Where did the wood come from!"

Startled by the question, Sang Yuqiao blinked his eyes, and said cautiously: "It was made in the countryside in the south. It is said that it is a beam from an ancient temple..."

Due to the excessive consumption of dignitaries in the past dynasties, golden nanmu has long been on the verge of extinction. Nowadays, it is difficult to obtain materials directly from the forest. Most lovers of this expensive wood collect old materials through various channels. Nan has long been designated as a tribute, and ordinary people are not allowed to use it, but the sky is high and the emperor is far away. In the south, especially in the southern countryside, there are still not a few people who use this kind of wood to make beams, especially in large families and temples. Most of the girder wood is quite high-grade wood, so the statement of Sangyu Bridge is not surprising.

Zhang Xiuqi frowned, "Temple? Is it a prostitute temple?"

This question immediately made Sang Yuqiao stupid, but Wei Yang gradually understood.The so-called "prostitution temple" does not refer to the kind of temples that harbor filth, but specifically refers to those temples where the gods enshrined are not in the scope of official ceremonies, and there is no official monk worship.It should be noted that in ancient times, religious management has always been strict. Both monks and Taoists need to hold official certificates to be considered officially religious. Some dynasties even traded certificates as a high-value identity certificate, and it is impossible to supply them in full. Therefore, it is impossible to have real temples in those relatively remote villages and towns. Instead, there are some small temples enshrined by the people, often only the temple owner, and the people who pay homage are Huang Sandi, Chen Bawang, Chen Shishiniang, and Pingshui Prince. The local local gods, some may be historical celebrities who have been mythological, and some are directly animals who cultivated immortals, and have nothing to do with gods.

However, the obscene temples belong to the obscene temples. After all, these temples are still worshiped with incense. Over the years, countless vows and obsessions have naturally emerged, and these are all attached to the temples, forming a certain pattern over time. mana.This girder wood is no exception. It can be said that it itself is an unformed magic weapon of Yin power, but it is just a coincidence that it was attracted by the Jade Buddha in advance.

Without explaining, Wei Yang looked at the jade sculpture Hei Pi was holding in his arms: "Is this thing really spiritual?"

"Yuben is psychic, and has a Dharma appearance, and his energy and spirit are all perfect, so he can naturally arouse his energy." Zhang Xiuqi replied affirmatively.

However, Sang Yuqiao was confused by the two masters' saying that the clouds and mountains are surrounded by fog. He is also a man of culture. Of course he knows what the obscene temple means, but what does it have to do with Buddha statues, and the black shadow that Master Wei said What is it?Nervously pushing his glasses, he asked nervously, "What's the matter with the Jade Buddha's psychic psychic? Is the problem really on the Buddha statue?"

Wei Yang shook his head: "On the contrary, this Buddha statue has helped you a lot. The real problem lies in the ancient shelf. Because it has been worshiped for a long time without chanting sutras, evil spirits have been born on this large beam tree. It’s just not really formed. At this juncture, you invited the Jade Buddha home, and the energy contained in the Buddha statue immediately discovered that something was wrong with the Bogu shelf, and began to suppress it, and the evil spirits in the shelf were not reconciled, so they naturally wanted to counterattack. The conflict between the two affected the vitality in the room, and also caused some changes in the aura. No major problems would occur if left alone, but people misdiagnosed the symptoms and moved the Jade Buddha away, and the commotion started Naturally, the evil power was out of control and began to affect the Patriarch."

Hearing this, Sang Yuqiao's mouth was wide open, and he was unable to speak for a long time. It turned out that it wasn't that there was something wrong with the Jade Buddha, but that the Buddha statue had helped him block the evil spirit for a long time?There was a buzzing in his head, but he was a sophisticated guy anyway, Sang Yuqiao didn't directly believe what the two said, but hesitantly looked at the Jade Buddha and then at Bogujia: "Then what should we do now? How to deal with it? Remove this shelf or burn it directly..."

"No." Wei Yang glanced at Zhang Xiuqi, and said directly, "This kind of evil thing that came out of the lewd temple needs a temple offering. It is estimated that your house has been regarded as a new home and you are the temple owner, because there has been no incense for a long time. Enshrining is only a small punishment and a big commandment. If you directly destroy the shelf, it will anger the other party instead."

Sang Yuqiao's face turned pale, and his lips trembled: "Then can we get rid of this thing?"

This time Zhang Xiuqi nodded: "It's just a hundred Buddhas, suppressed with magic, and it will disappear after a long time."

The real Buddha beads are Buddhas of Wanjia, whose mana covers hundreds of millions of believers, while those produced by fake temples are Buddhas of hundreds of families.What's more, this piece of wood is just a girder, not an incense table or a Buddha statue itself. It doesn't even take shape. Although it is difficult to handle, the risk factor is not very high.

Sang Yuqiao was confused again, but Wei Yang smiled slightly: "Even if it is an evil thing, a Buddha is still a Buddha. If you can consume this power, maybe you can really make a magic weapon."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the Moyu Buddha statue.

Sang Yuqiao immediately understood: "Can you use this jade Buddha to suppress? Can you turn this Buddha into a magic weapon?"

At this time, Hei Pi is not a fool, and immediately showed that professional smile: "Mr. Sang, let's take this Buddha back, it involves too much, and it's hard to explain clearly, why don't you find another object... ..."

"No, no!" Sang Yuqiao became anxious immediately, "Mr. Liu, I really didn't mean that. This time I really mistrusted the villain, and it's purely self-inflicted. If it's really like Mr. Wei...ah no, As Master Wei said, this Buddha statue is my fate, how can I look far away from the near ones."

His words were so sincere that even his voice trembled a little. Heipi couldn't help being overjoyed. He didn't know if Wei Yang was pretending to be mysterious or something, but if he could get Sang to kneel down and ask for the Buddha statue back, his family Xiaoqu My son's reputation is about to reach a new level.The rich people are not superstitious, they are high-end works of art, and they are also spiritual. It is estimated that in the future, those who seek the works of the masters of music will be photographed outside Nantianmen!

But they are all in business, and he is proficient in raising prices, so he didn't agree directly, but looked at Wei Yang in embarrassment: "Ah Yang, look at this..."

How could he not understand what he meant, Wei Yang pondered for a moment before opening his mouth: "Brother Ming, the so-called untie the bell has to be tied. Since this Buddha statue has been fighting with Buddhas of all schools for a long time, it may really be better to use it. Uh , Brother, what do you think?"

Of course, Zhang Xiuqi knew what the two of them were aiming at, and he didn't mean to poke it. He reached out and took the Buddha statue over, and looked at Sang Yuqiao: "I want to carve a talisman on it."

Sang Yuqiao nodded again and again, unable to hide the joy in his eyes: "Of course, Master Zhang just do it."

After getting the permission, Zhang Xiuqi did not hesitate, turned the Buddha statue upside down, and took out the waiting sword. The blade turned slightly, and the jade chips slid down. After a while, a shallow talisman appeared on the base of the Buddha statue.He handed over the Buddha statue to Sang Yuqiao: "Cut the middle finger, smear the talisman with blood, and put the Buddha statue back in place."

Sang Yuqiao's hands trembled, and just as he was about to say something, Wei Yang said, "This will be your magic weapon from now on, and you can't borrow it from others."

Hearing this, Sang Yuqiao closed his mouth, looked at Zhang Xiuqi's expressionless and stern face, and didn't dare to borrow a dagger from others, so he walked to the desk hesitantly and took a tailor's knife. The paper knife cut through the pulp of the middle finger, and gritted his teeth to smear the blood on the talisman.It's strange to say that it's obviously a jade carving, the blood seeps into the Buddha statue as soon as it gets on it, it looks like this thing can absorb water.The awe in his heart immediately increased a bit, Sang Yuqiao carefully held the Buddha statue in both hands, walked to the ancient shelf, and put the angry-eyed King Kong back to its original position.

When the jade carving touched the wooden frame, Sang Yuqiao felt a chill all over his body, as if something had gathered in this small grid, but the Buddha statue in his hand was always warm and moist, without any change.Secretly amazed in his heart, he stepped back after putting the Buddha statue in place, looked up, and saw that the hanging cones hanging from the ceiling no longer wobbled, and stayed quietly in place.

Heaving a sigh of relief secretly, Sang Yuqiao saluted the two of them and said, "I'm really grateful to you two. I used to meet people who were not nice, so I fell into this kind of evil trick. Alas, I even caused trouble for Mr. Liu. It’s my poor eyesight, I deserve to be cheated!”

Wei Yang didn't pay much attention to the other party's clichés, and looked away from the ancient shelf on the side. Just now, he saw a faint black shadow cast into the Jade Buddha, but the black Buddha statue did not become dark. On the contrary, it became brighter and clearer, and even the white flames around it emitted a faint silver light, shining brightly.This was the first time he actively used witch power when taking such a small order, and it was also the first time that he didn't use the method of fish plate much, and did this round in a real way.

Averting his eyes, he glanced at the little celestial master standing beside him who was still expressionless, and with a slight arc of his mouth, he smiled lightly and said to Mr. Sang: "Since this has been resolved, why don't we look at other places where there are problems?" You didn't get into trouble with that mediocre person..."