crossing yin and yang

As soon as the old monk's words came out, Director Sun had no time to answer, Ye Lao nodded vigorously first: "Yes, you should go back and have a look! Master, see if you can take Xiao Wang there too, he, he also needs to be treated quickly. It's okay..."

Having a crazy follower in the room is enough to make one's heart tremble, but now hearing that Zhizhi actually wants to go to the old house to get rid of the troubles, of course, Mr. Ye would agree with both hands and feet.Wei Yang couldn't help scolding his mother from the bottom of his heart, but he still wants to break into this damn place, so why can't he find a way to bring Tie Buddha out and kill him!

Director Sun thought more than both of them, he hesitated before asking: "Can I take Xiao Wang there? He is like this now, will there be any problems if we take him there? But if we don't... "

The two masters have both gone to the haunted house, and if you leave a bewitched guy at home, don't you want to die!As if he knew Director Sun's thoughts, Monk Chizhi smiled: "To untie the bell, one must tie it. If you want to get rid of the evil spirits on Benefactor Wang, you will naturally bring him back to the evil Buddha, but not today, we Zhang and Mr. Zhang still need some preparations in advance."

As the monk said, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiuqi with a pair of hazy eyes: "Mr. Zhang, do you need a human pillar when you cast spells?"

The so-called human pillar refers to using people as the base of the formation when practicing, driving people to stimulate the strength of the formation.Human beings are the spirit of all things, and with the appropriate four-pillar horoscope, it can have a very extraordinary effect. There are many similar formations derived from Buddhism and Taoism, but if you use the human pillar, the preparation time must be longer.

Zhang Xiuqi simply shook his head: "No, it will be fine the day after tomorrow."

The old monk seemed to have guessed the answer, calculated with his fingers, and nodded: "The moon is dark, and the third month is not here. It is indeed more suitable to attract the power of the stars. Then we will make preparations in the next two days, and we will leave for the haunted house the day after tomorrow." Bar."

The two asked and answered, and quickly made a plan. Wei Yang was so anxious that he almost scratched his head and scratched his head. This is really mysterious and mysterious, and almost every sentence has code words that he can't figure out.He knows that according to the calculation of the lunar calendar, the day after tomorrow happens to be the end of the month. The so-called "new moon" at the beginning of the month and "darkness" at the end of the month, together with the moon in the middle of the month, are listed as the three most yin-filled days of each month. It's not courting death!

However, the old monk didn't intend to let him interrupt at all, he just nodded at Director Sun: "Then ask Donor Sun to seclude a quiet room, and allow me to discuss with the two gentlemen in detail."

After listening to such a series of unclear conversations, Director Sun dared to be negligent, and directly asked someone to arrange a private room, and sent the three masters to rest.However, Director Sun and Ye Lao were relieved, Wei Yang didn't feel good at all, the taste of being blindfolded like a silly donkey was too bad, but he knew better than anyone that the little celestial master decided to He couldn't change what he had done. After much deliberation, he pinned his thoughts on the old monk.

After the idlers left, Wei Yang quickly put on a smile, and persuaded the Chizhi monk: "Master, there are no outsiders here, I think we should be careful this time, the house must have been turned into a brick wall." Fierce, isn't it too early to go the day after tomorrow..."

His tone was not insincere, but the old monk sighed slightly: "Benefactor Wei, I came here just to ask you, do you want to get involved in such a vicious case? If I guessed correctly , you don’t know a little bit of Taoism.”

The old monk's voice was hoarse and dry, but it sounded like a thunderbolt to Wei Yang's ears.How did he know?I obviously didn't say anything just now, where did I miss the stuff!

The old monk's cloudy eyes closed slightly, and he said calmly, "I don't know if Master Wei has heard the saying 'a series of ghost stories'? The so-called ghost stories have never been divided into Tibetan, Mongolian, and Chinese. The Taoists call it the language of extermination, and the Buddhists call it the burial mantra."

Wei Yang opened his mouth and couldn't speak at all. He had heard of such things as 殄文, but who would have expected that 殄文 could be pronounced, and it was really nonsense. No wonder the old monk just said Speaking of talking to that evil thing that seized the house, it's a pity that I don't even know such common sense things, no wonder others can break it with a poke.

However, Master Chizhi didn't mean to blame him, but asked again: "This time, Mr. Zhang and I will not allow the monster that is suppressed by the evil Buddha to escape, but this beast is so vicious that if you want to make a move At that time, I am afraid that there will be dangers all around you. You neither know the way nor have the power to protect yourself. It may be very dangerous to be involved in such disputes..."

However, before Master Zhizhi finished speaking, Zhang Xiuqi frowned, showing a hesitant expression, and flicked his fingers unconsciously on his knees, as if he was worried and wanted to grab the person next to him, but hesitated Don't dare to do it.Is it because you are worried about leaving him, and you don't want to take him on an adventure?Wei Yang choked, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Zhang Xiuqi's wrist: "Of course I'm going. I'm just a ghost. I've been suppressed for seven or eight hundred years. What else can I do? Brother Qi, Don't worry, I still have the talisman jade left by your father here, so self-protection should be no problem."

Hearing these words, Zhang Xiuqi's expression calmed down again, and he held Wei Yang's wrist with his backhand: "I will protect you."

In just a few words, he spoke earnestly and persistently, with a youthful obsession and solemnity, and even gave people an inexplicable familiarity. Wei Yang's nose became hot, he turned his face away quickly, and took a deep breath , and said to the Chizhi monk: "Master, I will go. You said that just now, you should also want me to go, right?"

Although Wei Yang doesn't understand the metaphysics of those gods, gods, ghosts, and ghosts, his ability to guess people's hearts is unmatched. If the old monk doesn't want him to go, he should just say that he is slow and shouldn't go, instead of emphasizing it time and time again. The danger and terror of the scene.

The Zhizhi monk smiled slightly: "Mr. Zhang has lost his soul. With you, his soul can be stabilized. Therefore, if possible, it is best for you to go together."

This answer was far beyond Wei Yang's expectations. Can this old monk see that Brother Qi is missing a soul?And how can I make him stable.Suddenly reacting, Wei Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to tear off the talisman hanging from his neck: "Because of this? Wouldn't it be more helpful to give the talisman to brother Qi..."

The old monk waved his hand: "It's not because of the things on Longhu Mountain, it's because of you. You have some karma with this Mr. Zhang to produce such a miraculous effect."

Wei Yang's hand froze, cause and effect?He had only met Zhang Xiuqi for the first time a month ago, how could there be any cause and effect with him, and it was also related to the Heavenly Soul that Mr. Zeng could not get back.However, as soon as this thought flashed in his mind, he thought of another possibility. The two of them indeed had another subtle similarity. They both lost a certain memory, and it was a memory related to the mystery of the death of their relatives.His heart was pounding. Does that mean that if he could retrieve that memory, he would be able to retrieve Brother Qi's lost Heavenly Soul?

However, this thought was just a flash, and Wei Yang left it behind.Even if you want to retrieve your memory, I'm afraid it won't be possible in a short while. Instead of extravagantly asking for this, it's better to deal with the matter in front of you first.Shaking Zhang Xiuqi's arm as if to comfort, Wei Yang changed the subject: "Since we are going to that haunted house, and even bring Wang Ming who was taken away by evil spirits, why not find another time? Hui is a very cloudy day, even after the first day of the new moon..."

Before Zhizhi could answer this time, Zhang Xiuqi opened his mouth and said: "The moon is dark, and the power of the stars is flourishing."

"What? Brother Qi, are you saying that without the moon, the star power would be stronger?" Wei Yang asked speculatively.

The Chizhi monk actually laughed, so that he could be a teacher: "What is the reason why the stars shine?"

"Because...the stars shine?"

This is proper knowledge of astronomy. Wei Yang was a little embarrassed when he answered the answer, but the old monk nodded approvingly: "The stars are like the sun, but they are too far away from the earth, so they appear to be flickering and wobbly. But the star itself is the ultimate star." Yang is not inferior to the sun we see during the day, and the yang power it emits is of course the same. It's just that the stars are far away and the moon is fierce, making these true yangs faintly visible, so only when there is no sun and no moon, the power of the stars can Play to the extreme and use it for the strength."

His voice paused, and he glanced at Zhang Xiuqi with those cloudy eyes: "Not to mention, there is a Taoist saying that the three souls can be controlled by the seven souls. Turn around at will. And on the third, thirteenth, and twenty-third days when three souls are detained, he lacks one soul in his body, and he is afraid that he will be careless and cause some problems."

Wei Yang let out a soft ah, and suddenly remembered that the little celestial master burst into tears a few days ago, could it be that because of the 23rd lunar calendar, his remaining two souls were unstable, and some abnormalities occurred?Hell, he is obviously by Brother Qi's side, but he has no idea that these days will affect him. As a caregiver, he is really remiss.

I was a little annoyed, but Wei Yang finally made up his mind. It seems that both the Chizhi monk and his brother Qi are somewhat prepared for this adventure. I am afraid that this kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later. It is better to grit your teeth and go straight to battle. up.With a thought, Wei Yang took out something from his bag: "Master Chizhi, I collected a magic weapon before, but I couldn't use it properly and exert its power. Since this time the evil spirit is so powerful, why don't you give it to me?" Grandmaster……"

"Tibetan fish." Although the voice was still gentle, Monk Chizhi raised both gray eyebrows, and stretched out his hands to take the wooden fish that Wei Yang handed over.As soon as the fingertips touched the bottom of the wooden fish, he exclaimed again: "The Shurangama Buddhist scripture fish is rare, rare."

After rubbing the wooden fish up and down, the old monk withdrew his mind and explained to Wei Yang: "Buddhism has always had scriptures, using rosary beads, wooden fish, or alms bowl as support to inscribe the entire scriptures. The methods of planting scriptures are all done by eminent monks or pious laymen. They are full of vows and are most effective in dealing with fierce evil spirits. However, this method of engraving scriptures has been lost in modern times, and there are very few Tibetan scriptures left. Not to mention that this kind of magic weapon filled with the Shurangama mantra is really a treasure of Buddhism! Wei benefactor, you..."

Wei Yang smiled lightly and waved his hands: "The sword should be given to the hero, and the magic weapon should also be given to the eminent monk. Since the master can make use of this thing, it should be given to the master. It is far better than being ruined by me. Much more."

Wei Yang really doesn't care much about this wooden fish. Although the thing is strong, the Shurangama Mantra can't be memorized in a short time. Is it possible that I have to knock it every time to make my nose bleed?Rather than keeping it in your hand, it is better to give it to this eminent monk, and it will be considered a good relationship.Not to mention relying on the old monk to help remove the evil, naturally the more prepared the better.

The foolish monk just thought for a while, then withdrew his hand, took out a string of beads from the dusty monk robe, and handed it back to Wei Yang: "This beads are the dharma beads that I have nurtured for 30 years. Every time the Great Compassion Mantra is chanted, it also has the function of calming the mind and soul, exorcising evil and avoiding evil, if the benefactor Wei does not dislike it, please accept this object."

The old monk spoke sincerely, and Wei Yang was not that kind of pedantic person. He took the beads with a smile and put them on his hands: "Now I have all the magic tools on both sides of the Buddhist path, and I shouldn't delay you. legs?"

The foolish monk smiled and didn't say anything, but Zhang Xiuqi reached out and touched the string of rosary beads. After a while, he nodded at Wei Yang, as if the person he was not used to guarding had a Buddhist vessel on him, with a slight frown wrinkled.Seeing the appearance of the little celestial master, Wei Yang couldn't help laughing, but the smile didn't last long, and it turned into a touch of bitterness.Listening to what the great monk said today, he really opened his eyes. Even if he has lived with Longhu Mountain for so long, he is still just a magic stick. There is a trace of inexplicable rejection.

However, these things are closely related to Zhang Xiuqi himself, and even related to their past. If he just evades blindly, or regards these things as the capital to make money, when will he be able to stand beside Brother Qi?Or when Mr. Zeng came to pick up the man, he could only watch Brother Qi leave without a chance to meet again?

With a long sigh, Wei Yang lightly touched the little celestial master's arm: "Brother Qi, do you still accept disciples at Longhu Mountain? See how qualified I am, can you make an exception and accept disciples..."

Zhang Xiuqi thought for a moment: "I'll protect..."

"Are you here to protect me?" Wei Yang gently pressed his forehead against the man's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I really wanted to protect you too."

Faced with this whisper, Zhang Xiuqi fell silent again, which was beyond the scope of his ability to answer, but Wei Yang raised his head, and smiled at the old monk as if nothing had happened: "Master, didn't you say to prepare before? You need to prepare Tell me everything, and make a list later for Sun to prepare, as the director of the Public Security Bureau, he should use his spare energy."

Zhang Xiuqi looked at Wei Yang who was chatting with Master Chizhi again, and didn't interrupt, just reached out and grabbed the other's wrist, as if this was the only way to lock him firmly by his side.