Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11220

Taoist Yuan did not refuse Yang Ruoqing's request. He took out something rolled into a tube from his wide sleeves.

Yang Ruoqing had seen that thing once before. When rolled up, its area was about the same size as a paper tube made of A4 drawing paper, but its surface was caramel-colored. At first glance, it looked a bit like the large hawthorn peel rolls sold in snack shops.

A roll of large hawthorn peel costs five or six yuan and sells very well in humid weather. It can satisfy customers who like sweet and sour tastes to the greatest extent and let them enjoy hawthorn peel freedom.

Of course, the scroll that Taoist Yuan took out was neither A4 paper for drawing nor the hawthorn skin scroll that girls like to eat. Judging from the material, it was most likely made of some animal skin, because people in ancient times liked to draw maps on processed animal skins, or engrave some very important texts and information, which made it easier to preserve.

Taoist Priest Yuan spread the animal skin flat on the small table next to him, revealing its true appearance: a diagram of the Qiankun Bagua with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

Taoist Priest Yuan then took out a pair of air-dried things that were shaped like pig kidneys, held them in his palms, and raised the sleeves of his Taoist robe to gently wipe the things.

As if noticing Yang Ruoqing's curious look, Taoist Yuan explained, "These two things are old items passed down by my master and his people. For ordinary divination, other ordinary items can be used."

"But from what you said before, the old man in Huansheng's family is a bit strange. I have no choice but to use this set of old items left by my master to take it!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

Can she understand this as the difference between Xiaomi plus a rifle and an AK47?

"Master Yuan, please make the arrangements. I will quietly wait for the results."

Taoist Priest Yuan nodded and stopped communicating with Yang Ruoqing.

He was originally sitting cross-legged on the mat, but now he stood up and straightened his robe.

Then he threw the pair of "pig kidneys" that he had just wiped clean onto the animal skin Bagua diagram in front of him.

When they saw a pair of pig kidneys falling on different positions of the Bagua diagram, Taoist Yuan bent down to pick up the two objects and looked at the front and back sides, and squinted his eyes to check the words pressed on the two objects.

Although Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything, she was closely watching Taoist Yuan perform the ceremony, and now she stretched her neck to see the form.

To be honest, even if Yang Ruoqing broke her neck, it would still be a waste of time.

Not only did she not understand what the directions in which the two objects fell meant, she couldn't even recognize the words they covered.

  why?

Because the words written in black brush are all ancient characters.

They called them "ancient characters" in Yang Ruoqing's way. These were all traditional Chinese characters, and she could only recognize half of many characters to guess what they meant.

Moreover, this Bagua diagram not only has traditional Chinese characters, but also some pictographic characters similar to the shapes of flowers, birds, insects and fish, large and small, densely mixed together. Due to age, the colors have faded and blurred to a certain extent, so it is very challenging for the eyesight.

Yang Ruoqing admires Taoist Priest Yuan very much. He can even recognize this, which shows that he is really a very capable Taoist priest!

Thanks to Xiaomo, I built a Taoist temple. I don't know where to find a Taoist priest to take charge. Fortunately, Xiaomo's master, Taoist Yuan, didn't have a fixed Taoist temple at that time. He practiced at home and often had no food to eat...

Okay, I've gone off topic. Perhaps Taoists like Master Yuan, who have a fairy-like appearance, pursue things that are different from those of ordinary people.

Yang Ruoqing absolutely believed that what she saw was like reading a heavenly book, but in the eyes of Taoist Yuan, it was as clear as a butcher cutting up an ox.

"Master Yuan, what does the hexagram say?" Yang Ruoqing waited for a long time and Master Yuan still didn't say anything. She couldn't help it and asked.

Taoist Yuan stroked his beard, which was trimmed almost to his chest, squinted his eyes, and shook his head: "Strange, I don't quite understand what this hexagram shows!"

  what?

Even Master Yuan couldn’t understand it?

What does that hexagram mean?

Yang Ruoqing was about to ask again when Taoist Yuan suddenly turned around and told Xiaomo to fetch some water.

The apprentice Xiaomo, who had been serving silently by the side, quickly went to fetch a basin of clean water and returned to the house.

Taoist Priest Yuan walked over and washed his hands.

After wiping it clean, he straightened his Taoist robe and came to the portrait of Zhang Tianshi hanging on the east wall. Holding three lit incense sticks in both hands, he bowed three times to the portrait of Zhang Tianshi.

After worshipping, he respectfully inserted the three incense sticks in his hand into the three-legged incense burner under the painting of Zhang Tianshi.

After doing all this, he returned to the small kang table and picked up the pair of 'pig kidneys' again. Well, Yang Ruoqing really couldn't find a better word to describe those two things, they really looked like pig kidneys.

Taoist Yuan closed his eyes, muttered something, and then threw the pork kidney again.

The pig kidneys fell onto the animal skin Bagua diagram spread out on the kang table, one facing up and one facing down.

Taoist Yuan stretched out his left hand and carefully examined the Bagua diagram, fearing that the cuff of his Taoist robe would get in the way. He gently stroked the cuff of his left hand with his right hand, bent down to examine it carefully, and muttered something again, saying something that Yang Ruoqing could not understand.

To be precise, she could understand every word that Master Yuan said.

  But when it comes to the long sentences put together, and what the long sentences mean, her mind went blank!

She guessed that Taoist Yuan should be deducing the result based on the hexagram, just like when we do math problems, sometimes after seeing the conditions of the problem, we will subconsciously mutter to ourselves when applying the formula...

"The hexagram... probably came out."

"Probably?" Yang Ruoqing came to the small table and took a look at the hexagram. She couldn't even make out the word "probably".

"Master Yuan, what do you mean? Is the old man from Huansheng's family alive or dead?"

"If he is alive, where is he now?"

"If he is dead, where is the body hidden?"

Taoist Yuan's eyes still lingered on the hexagram, and he said as he was comprehending, "From the hexagram, the old man's current state is half dead and half alive."

"Half dead and half alive? This..." Yang Ruoqing was at a loss for words after hearing what Master Yuan said.

Medicine has a very clear definition of death: the heart stops beating, breathing stops, pupils dilate, and brain waves return to zero. This is true death in the medical sense.

  How come a new term appears on the hexagram?

"Could it be that he died and then resurrected?" Yang Ruoqing asked tentatively.

This is also the greatest imagination she can exert among the mysterious things she has encountered so far.

He died in a corpse-raising ground with very special feng shui. The cold air from underground constantly nourished the old man's body, preventing him from rotting. Even his hair and fingernails continued to grow...