crossing yin and yang

The accident happened too fast, Wei Yang only had time to catch Zhang Xiuqi's body falling backwards, his injured left hand suddenly exerted force, bringing out a burst of burning pain, but he had no time to take care of it at all, he just grabbed the opponent's shoulder with all his strength: "Brother Qi! Brother Qi, wake up!"

Hei Pi was also taken aback, and quickly stepped forward: "What's going on! Do you want to call an ambulance?"

Uncle Seven was obviously calmer than the two young men, and directly grabbed Zhang Xiuqi's wrist, but his pulse was only number one, so he frowned: "It's strange, why does this pulse look like a mania?"

People have three souls and seven souls, without any soul, the pulse condition will be chaotic and uncoordinated, so as soon as he puts his hands together, Uncle Qi feels that something is wrong.Unexpectedly, he would be told the truth, Wei Yang seemed to have grasped at straws, and grabbed Qishu's wrist: "Qishu! Brother Qi was missing a soul when he was a child, but he was fine before, but today..."

Even if he didn't see the bone array, the little celestial master is weird enough today, Wei Yang only regrets that he didn't take it seriously, if he had contacted Master Zhizhi before...

Uncle Qi showed a surprised look on his face. The three souls and seven souls are the foundation of all living things. Let alone one missing soul, it is impossible for a person to act normally without even one soul. But he didn't see anything wrong with this young man just now. ah.After thinking about it, he asked sharply: "Did he use some Longhushan Dao technique to fix his soul? Wouldn't there be any problems with the Taoism? Today is the third day of the lunar calendar, and it is the day when the three souls leave the body according to legend. If you are not careful, you may lose your soul."

As soon as the words Hunfeiposan came out, Wei Yang suddenly remembered that Master Chizhi had said something similar before. The third, 23th, and [-]rd of each month are the most unstable times for the three souls. In the evening, the three souls will leave the body and float around outer.If it is an ordinary person, it may not be a big problem, but Zhang Xiuqi only has two souls in his body. If these two souls also leave his body... a burst of cold sweat broke out, and Wei Yang's hands trembled: "Then what should we do now? , can you arrest the three souls?"

Uncle Qi shook his head: "That is the true teaching of Taoism. Even if others know it, they may not be able to display it. Moreover, the three souls are usually performed by myself, lying down, knocking teeth, and adjusting the breath. How can it be possible for him to act like this now?" It can be done. But since you can grow up safely after losing a soul, the original method in Longhu Mountain is still useful, do you know how he fixed the soul in the first place?"

The soul-fixing talisman was used, of course Wei Yang knew that he had seen the drawing process countless times... His hand tightened, and he blurted out: "If I draw the talisman, can it fix his soul?"

"It's hard to say." Seventh Uncle's brows furrowed more and more, "You don't know how to do magic, and you need special training to draw talismans. If one is not good, let alone it works, I'm afraid it will come back to you..."

"But there is still hope..." Wei Yang grasped the point, "Let me try!"

Facing Wei Yang's resolute expression, Uncle Qi couldn't say anything more, so Hei Pi hurriedly asked, "Ah Yang, what do you want to do?"

"A quiet room." The trembling of his teeth gradually stopped, Wei Yang held Zhang Xiuqi's arm tightly, bright red blood seeped from the bandage on his left hand, staining the sleeve of the little celestial master, "Give me Find a quiet room, and I'll draw a talisman!"

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The darkness was like a heavy curtain, wrapping around his body, Zhang Xiuqi couldn't even think of struggling, he just let the darkness swallow him.In the darkness, he seemed to see a figure walking towards him, it was a man, with a nostalgic familiarity, he stretched out his hand to hold his left hand.

"Xiao Qi, lifting the ban is a bit dangerous, but the children of Longhushan have to go through this, don't be afraid, I'm still here..."

Zhang Xiuqi looked up at the figure, and suddenly found that he seemed to be getting shorter, and he had to use all his strength to keep up with that person's footsteps, but he didn't take half a step, and followed him firmly, as if he would never separate.He opened his mouth as if to ask something, but no sound came into his ears.

The man tightened his grip on his big hand: "Restriction does lead to the underworld. After three years of rebirth, we can see mother... Do you remember what mother looks like?"

Zhang Xiuqi felt as if he nodded, and the man beside him smiled, but the smile was not real: "...Yes, we should be able to see her..."

The man's words suddenly dissipated, and a gust of wind hit, Zhang Xiuqi only felt light under his feet, an abyss seemed to open below him, and the cold air penetrated through his bones, he was falling, ghosts flashed by one after another, each of them was falling. Smiling at him strangely, his voice started to be noisy, he tried his best to push away those ghosts, and looked for a small road that he could walk on, who told him that as long as he stepped on that road...

"Who?!"

A yell pierced through those complicated sounds, it was the man's voice.Then something exploded, Zhang Xiuqi felt empty in front of him, fell to the ground, felt a burning sensation on his body, and then, the burning sensation turned into pain, a maddening pain.

"Go away!" The man's scolding echoed in his ears, and his warm palm held his hand tightly, "Go! Come with me!"

In the darkness, grotesque colors bloomed, a formation, the palm of a man touching his forehead, the joints only a few inches away from him, and that shadow, that phantom that pushed him at the last moment... Strong The light flashed and the explosion sounded. Zhang Xiuqi felt as if he was flying up. He stared at the scene below with a sense of distance. His limbs were gradually engulfed in fatigue. It seemed that as long as he increased his strength, he would be swallowed up do.

Where am I going?Zhang Xiuqi stared blankly at the darkness, his heart was empty, as if all the things that made him nostalgic had disappeared.The wind blew again, and he floated to a higher place.

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Supporting Zhang Xiuqi's back and letting him lie flat on the sofa, Wei Yang took out a small box from his pocket. It was a study box the size of a glasses case. Something that the little celestial master never leaves his body.He took out the yellow talisman from inside and spread it out on the table. Wei Yang took a deep breath and picked up the brush.

"Yangyang, you are very talented in imitation and imitation, but it's best not to learn it." The old man took the lifelike calligraphy paper and said in a solemn tone, "Your father used to make bronze casts. , I don’t want to see your son inherit your father’s business, and what do you want to write these characters, do you want to dance like your grandma?”

A voice from the past echoed in his ears, but Wei Yang ignored it, his wrist sank, and the tip of the pen landed on the yellow paper.His method of using the brush is almost exactly the same as that of Zhang Xiuqi, with thin lines starting from the center of the circle, and a little bit of branches connecting and blending tightly, like an unpredictable picture.Gradually, all the voices disappeared, Wei Yang only had the yellow talisman in front of his eyes, and there seemed to be strange tides in his body, waves hitting his heart, but they were pressed down by some kind of weight, as if wrestling secretly, wanting to To break through the barrier.

Gradually, a red mist appeared in Wei Yang's eyes, and the arm holding the pen began to tremble, but his wrist did not move at all, and the lines were seamlessly fastened together without any mistakes.Where he could not see, the Longhushan talisman began to glow, and blood flowed from the open wound on his left hand, dripping and falling on the ground, as if smearing another painting. After an unknown amount of time, Wei Yang suddenly dropped the He lifted the pen in his hand, grabbed the yellow talisman and pasted it on Zhang Xiuqi's chest.

Where is the flashing light on the talisman? !The yellow talisman was posted on Zhang Xiuqi's chest, but nothing seemed to happen. Wei Yang's bloodshot eyes were about to burst: "Brother Qi! Wake up!"

The blood-dripping left hand held Zhang Xiuqi's arm, and on the tiger's mouth, the small mole, which was redder than fresh blood, stuck to the disordered pulse.

In the darkness, Zhang Xiuqi slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know how high he had floated, but his wrist suddenly tightened, as if someone was holding him, and the fiery temperature exploded on his wrist, rushing along the arteries On the other hand, it poured into the chest cavity.Someone is calling him...someone is grabbing him...

He paused, his body seemed to regain weight suddenly, and he fell down quickly, but Zhang Xiuqi didn't feel the slightest fear, because he knew that someone was following him below.

Light burst out from the yellow talisman, and the quiet, almost dormant body trembled suddenly, and opened its eyes.There was still not much expression in those black eyes, with an almost slack daze, but Wei Yang couldn't help clenching his teeth, and reached out to grab the vermilion pen from the table.

"Soul-fixing talisman! Hurry up and draw the soul-fixing talisman!" This waking up might just be a coincidence, so what about after that?What about when the sun goes down?Wei Yang didn't dare to gamble.

However, looking at the brush, Zhang Xiuqi was still in a daze, as if unwilling to pick it up: "Soul-fixing talisman, yes, forget it..."

"What?" Wei Yang couldn't help asking, "What did you forget?"

"Father...Yangyang..." The little Heavenly Master frowned with difficulty, as if trying to express some expression.

It wasn't until this moment that Wei Yang remembered what Mr. Zeng said, "There is something wrong with the spell." Could the so-called trouble be depriving the little celestial master of his only memory and make him ruthless?Wei Yang's nose suddenly became sour, he stuffed the pen into Zhang Xiuqi's hand, and pulled it hard, even the desk was pulled in front of him: "It's better to forget than to be lost, draw quickly, it's only a few hours before dusk!"

Looking at the bloodshot eyes, the smudges on the hands, and the slightly trembling lips, Zhang Xiuqi finally picked up the pen and concentrated on drawing the talisman.Every stroke seems to have touched his soul, and the almost childish childishness gradually disappeared under the stroke of the pen, becoming sharp and indifferent again, just like a pool of turbulent water being frozen again, leaving nothing behind. any trace.

However, seeing this silent change, Wei Yang silently took a step back and sat down on the other side of the sofa.At this moment, the pain from the wound began to dissipate, but he didn't care about these minor injuries, but quietly looked at the man who drew the talisman.It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood why Mr. Zeng always had a faint sadness in his brows. If he didn't draw a talisman, his soul would fly away, but if he did draw a talisman, he would become a heartless puppet or a machine. No matter which one he chooses, it will make people miserable.

However, rather than dying, he would rather see Brother Qi alive, even if he no longer calls him Yangyang, and no longer shows that blank expression that looks like a smile.

Pinching the bridge of his nose hard, Wei Yang took a breath, stood up and walked out the door. His steps were very light, and he walked out of the room without disturbing the little celestial master who was drawing amulets at all.Hei Pi was still standing there outside, even lighting his cigarette, but didn't bother to smoke it. When he saw Wei Yang going out, he immediately extinguished the cigarette butt, and walked over quickly: "How's the situation?"

"I've woken up." Wei Yang raised the corner of his mouth, "I've caused you trouble this time too..."

"Don't be so alien." Heipi patted Wei Yang on the shoulder, "If you have anything to say, just tell your brother, although Jubaozhai is no better than other places, there are still contacts..."

Wei Yang hummed lightly, and changed the subject: "By the way, where's the bone array?"

"Here, Uncle Qi asked me to give it to you." Hei Pi took out the sandalwood box from his pocket and stuffed it in Wei Yang's hand, "He said that Master Zhang might have seen this bone array before, maybe not this one, but it must be the same The bone array is somewhat related. What is the origin of this thing?"

Holding the box, Wei Yang tightened his fingers: "I don't know, but I can check."

"How to find out?" Hei Pi was a little surprised, his family's powerful Seventh Uncle couldn't find out, so what could Ayang find out.

Wei Yang smiled: "I seem to have seen this thing when I was a child, but I forgot some things, maybe go home and have a look, I can remember something..."

His smile was dry, as if ice had passed through his eyes.Heipi fell silent immediately. He had known Wei Yang for a long time, but he had never heard anything about his hometown, and he didn't even know where his hometown was.There are often difficulties in doing this, and it is definitely not something that everyone can touch.

Sighing, Hei Pi shook his head: "Then be careful, and contact me if you need anything."

"Thank you Brother Ming." This time the thanks were sincere, Wei Yang didn't say anything more, nodded at Heipi, and walked back into the house.At this time, the second Immobilizing Soul Talisman was also finished. In the gap of the flashing white light, the little celestial master seemed to look up and found that the person was still there, so he lowered his head again.

Seeing Zhang Xiuqi's serious expression, Wei Yang sighed softly, and sat on the sofa beside him.

They stayed in Jubaozhai for a long time that day, until the cinnabar in the box was used up, and they did not know how many talismans they drew. Finally, the movements of the little celestial master changed significantly. some coldness.Seeing that the situation was improving, Wei Yang didn't dare to delay any longer. He led his people away from Jubaozhai and walked to the nearby company. If they really wanted to go home, they had to get some things.

However, before stepping into the gate of Jieshui Zhai, Wei Yang paused, and suddenly stopped in front of Zhang Xiuqi. Following his movements, several people surrounded him from all sides, blocking them in the middle.