crossing yin and yang

It didn't take long to take a shower. When Wei Yang returned to the room, Zhang Xiuqi had already changed into a pair of clean jeans, and sat quietly by the bed with no clothes on.Knowing what the other party meant, Wei Yang smiled, and without talking nonsense, he directly took out the bandage and iodophor that he had just bought, and helped him bandage the wound on his back.

Maybe it was because he had been with the little celestial master for a long time. Wei Yang felt that he was quite proficient in bandaging techniques. He simply didn't hurt deeply this time, so he could take some medicine to deal with it. He put on the bandage on his shoulder lightly. Then he turned his head and used a band-aid to treat the scratch on his arm. It may be because Zhang Xiuqi didn't put on his clothes after taking a shower. Zhang Xiuqi's skin was a little cold. Vigorous.

However, what is more uncontrollable than this body is that person's unreserved dependence and intimacy. Wei Yang shook the distracting thoughts in his head and patted the other person's arm: "Okay Brother Qi, you should draw some soul-fixing talismans, the state of the past two days is really bad, and it will be the 23rd of the lunar calendar in a few days, so it is better to prepare early."

Since the anti-inflammatory medicine had just been applied on the tip of his tongue, Zhang Xiuqi was even more silent at this moment, just nodded, did not get up, directly grabbed Wei Yang's arm, and instead seriously helped him apply the medicine and re-bandage, with a serious look like a stubborn child.Looking at the corners of the other party's lips, Wei Yang thought of the faint smell of blood again, as if there was a lingering sweetness lingering on the back of his tongue.

His arms were slightly tensed, and after the bandage was finished, he took out a pile of yellow paper and cinnabar without hesitation, and instructed the little celestial master to draw amulets, while he sat quietly on the other side of the bed, and took out a piece of paper from his travel bag. A bundle of thick notebooks.

If it's just for himself, he doesn't want to touch these anymore, but there should be Brother Qi in that past, and he can't give up for such a little possible clue.Taking a deep breath, Wei Yang untied the hemp rope tied around the notebook.

This is a stack of thread-bound notebooks clipped with hard leather. It looks like it was handmade. I don’t know how many years it has been stored. The binding lines have rotted. They are all vertical pages on the right, written in dense small letters, and are timed according to the dry branch, and the time is marked in detail before each paragraph of text. After only turning two pages, Wei Yang knew that he had found the right thing.

In the old arena, in order to avoid prying eyes and those officials, the people of the arena have a unique set of slang words and code words called "spring point", and in the spring point, there are incisions set up privately by each sect. People who are not on the road and do not know the ways of the world, even if they speak in front of you, you may not be able to understand what they are saying.However, the literacy rate in the old days was too low, and these spring points were often passed on by word of mouth, and there was no one in a million who would use it to record things. The book Wei Yang is holding now is precisely a private book that contains many spring point code words. journal.

His grandfather, Wei Changfeng, is a serious Jianghu person, and he was the leader of the Changchun meeting. It is not surprising that he thought of using the spring point to record. Let's make a difference.Fortunately, he was very interested in these when he was a child, and he learned a lot from his grandfather, and he could more or less see what the diary was talking about.

Gathering his mind, Wei Yang stopped hesitating and quickly flipped through the pages.

Due to the use of spring points, the content of the diary is very concise, and it can be seen that it records those things that grandpa regards as important. However, considering the age of the old man, this diary is still long enough. Wei Yang directly skipped the beginning. I started looking for it 20 years ago, and after reading those records one by one, the outline of the matter gradually took shape in my mind.

Twenty years ago, the old man's second son, that is, Wei Yang's father, encountered a "skin disaster" in Wangcun. According to Chun Dian, it should be an evil spirit related to dogs. At that time, there was a "Huazhen"—that is, Huawai Gaoren came to help them get rid of the scourge, but his son and daughter-in-law had already died, so he took his grandson home directly.

Unexpectedly, after returning home, the "Hu Gu" enshrined by his wife's house suddenly had a problem. She seemed to have gone crazy and wanted to harm the child. , he suspected that the remnants of the year had not been wiped out, and wanted to wait for the expert to come back and take a look again, but a year later, there was no sign of it, so he had no choice but to suppress it slightly according to the golden dot method, and put a ginkgo Bureau.

After the game was completed, Wang Village was at peace, but the Daxian at home made more troubles, and finally killed the child, but the amulet left by the expert helped him to save his life. He didn't die, it was just a serious illness Once, wake up and forget everything.

He was lucky and afraid of further trouble, so he quietly hid the statue enshrined by his wife. If the god could not return to his place, he would not be able to invite the god. After that, Aunt Hu never appeared again, and his grandson couldn't remember everything that happened back then. , which is not a bad thing.

More than a dozen diaries, narrations surrounded by clouds, mountains and mists, are such a story after all. Seeing the old man's slightly congratulatory tone at the end, Wei Yang only felt mixed emotions in his heart, both rejoicing and disappointing.In such a private record, grandpa never mentioned his "harming the family" from the beginning to the end, did not blame him for the disaster that year, and even regarded amnesia as a good thing, thinking back to the old man over the years Taking care of him, and even teaching him about "spring point", did grandpa also think about passing this book on to him back then?

As for the disappointment, the diary didn't say much about the "Truth Transformation" expert, let alone any record about the bone array. That Longhushan Zhang Tianshi was just like a shadow, disappearing from the page in a flash.If I only met Brother Qi once, where did the so-called "karma" come from?

After closing the notebook, Wei Yang sighed softly. No matter what, these things about him gradually became a thread, and even the half of the note in the notebook didn't seem too strange. Did grandpa ever think about it? Leave a clue, but then go back on your word and destroy that half of the paper?And grandma's last words, Yu Sheng will never be able to summon the Great Immortal again, it is only natural that she hates him, but unfortunately the reason for the fox's madness is still unclear, I am afraid only the Jiang family can explain clearly...

Just as he was thinking, there seemed to be a figure flashing in front of him. Wei Yang raised his head and saw the little celestial master standing in front of him. Outside the window, the sky had already darkened. Wei Yang looked at the person in front of him and showed a smile: " Is it time? It's time to go down to eat, but Brother Qi, your tongue is still hurt, you should be more careful when eating today."

Zhang Xiuqi didn't know what Wei Yang was doing just now, but he could indeed tell the change in the other party's mood. Most of the things that were too heavy seemed to have dissipated, and even he was a little happy. He nodded slightly, and the little celestial master stretched out his hand Pull people up.

Holding Zhang Xiuqi's palm tightly, Wei Yang stood up. With this movement, the burdens in his chest became much lighter. He is not a person who is easy to trust, but he can hold on to every clue. He doesn't believe it.Gently patted Zhang Xiuqi's arm, and a smile crossed the corner of Wei Yang's lips: "Let's study the matter of the fox tomorrow, and I will also probe into the situation to see what's going on with the bone formation. Brother Qi, don't worry. Yes, you can always find the result."

Zhang Xiuqi nodded silently, he didn't know how much he understood, but he always knew about eating, so he didn't say much, and the two walked downstairs side by side.

In the hall, the uncle was already sitting at the dining table, looking at the food on the table in a daze, his expression was not very good, Wei Yang greeted him with a smile: "Uncle, can we have dinner?"

Uncle woke up suddenly, looked at Wei Yang hesitant to speak, and finally closed his mouth, picked up his rice bowl, Wei Yang frowned, but this was not the first time that this happened, So he didn't take it seriously, he simply finished his meal and went upstairs with the little celestial master.

Looking at the backs of the two, the eldest aunt finally couldn't bear it anymore, and lightly poked the uncle's arm: "Father, don't you really want to tell Xiao Yang?"

"What are you talking about? It's the Jiang family's troubles, what does it have to do with our Wei family! Xiaoyang will leave in two days, just leave quickly." The uncle replied stiffly, with no room for change.

The eldest aunt sighed and said nothing more, picked up the dishes and went to wash the dishes.The uncle took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked it sullenly. The flame from the cigarette butt flashed and flickered, and the light and dark were uncertain.

Back in the house, Wei Yang teased the tortoise for a long time, but the master seemed to have made up his mind to be careful, he didn't intend to come out to eat and take a bath at all, he lost his temper, and the little magic stick could only let himself go, waiting for the tortoise himself out for a walk.

After flipping through grandpa's diary casually for a while, Wei Yang finally couldn't bear the sleepiness and rolled onto the bed early. Zhang Xiuqi had a lot of wear and tear today, but he still stayed up until nine o'clock accurately. Looking at the moonlight outside the window, he After pasting two yellow symbols on the box where the fox statue was placed, he went to bed properly.

As the lights of every house were turned off, Weijia Village fell into the silence of the night again. The small courtyard had been closed for a long time, but there was a strange wind that passed through the crack of the door and blew in with a whistling sound, as if smelling the wind There was a strange smell, all the living things in the yard suddenly shut their mouths, there was no rustling noise in the chicken coop, and the big yellow dog also shuddered into a ball, and put its tail firmly between its legs .

The gust of wind seemed to be alive. It passed through the corridor, climbed the stairs, and flew straight to the guest room. However, before reaching the guest room, there was a sudden ripple in the air. The ancient wind seemed to be bounced back by something. He retreated a few meters, and then drilled forward unwillingly, but he still couldn't rush into the house after trying his best.

In the end, it left quietly just like when it came.

Under the bed where the two were sleeping soundly, the tortoise slowly poked its head out of the shell, as if yawning lightly, and lowered its head to the floor. Like something, it was firmly nailed there.