Night Lights

Chapter 8

Yin spell, the supreme sanqing; clear water painting talisman, water is extraordinary water, twisted into the inkstone, swallowed and taken, smashing evil spirits; clear pen drawing talisman, invite five thunder god generals, one to protect life, bind ghosts and subdue evil; clear paper painting talisman, calligraphy talisman Fighting ghosts, anyone who refuses to obey will be escorted to the ghost gate in Fengdu. ——Excerpted from the eighth volume of Jiangyin in "The Book of Words Without Words".

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When Bai Shibao returned home, he saw that the house was full of yellow paper for spell charms. Blind Zhang was threading a hemp rope stained with black dog blood on a mahogany needle. Seeing Bai Shibao's expression was abnormal, he asked, "Needless to say, that person must have changed." Gua?"

"It's not that I changed my mind, it's just that the original 50 silver dollars was blackmailed by Yan Xisan for [-], and I suffered from being dumb." Bai Shibao sighed repeatedly, feeling unwilling.

"He uses this to make ends meet, and he should be able to steal his money. Thirty silver dollars is indeed a lot, just enough to spend." Blind Zhang said with a smile.Bai Shibao walked to the tea table, picked up a talisman, saw that it was painted red with cinnabar, but didn't recognize it, thought that this thin yellow paper could shock ghosts, couldn't help feeling curious, and asked, "This thin yellow paper Can the thin talisman subdue that ghost?"

"Don't look at this charm, which is small, painted with cinnabar, and embedded with the magic power of the caster. Ghosts will feel weak when they see it. These are spares. There are two packs inside that you can take with you to avoid evil spirits." After putting on the peach needle, blind Zhang tied the hemp rope into a slipknot, coiled it around the peach needle, and asked Bai Shibao, "What did that man say?"

"We're going tonight. We just need to take something as evidence. I wonder if Master can do it?" Bai Shibao said as he put the amulet into his pocket.

"It's probably difficult to get things from ghosts. We make a living out of ghosts. Catching ghosts is an auxiliary method, but you might as well give it a try." After Zhang Xiazi finished speaking, he handed the mahogany needle to Bai Shibao, who was stunned for a moment. Asked: "Master is not going?"

"If I don't go, how can you handle it? I'll hide in the dark to help you at night, but we'd better go now, and we can have some countermeasures after visiting the cemetery." Bai Shibao nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and took out the note Said, "This yin tomb is on Fenglin Mountain, ten miles west of the city." Blind Zhang nodded, saying that it's not too late to leave quickly, and after finishing the magic weapon, he walked up Fenglin Mountain with Bai Shibao .

The two of them walked for an hour and arrived at Fenglin Mountain. Blind Zhang took a look.The two walked along the mountain path to the top of the mountain, and when they saw a stone tomb, Bai Shibao said, "Master, this is it."

Blind Zhang circled the stone tomb, blinked his eyes and listened to the wind, and said: "The so-called qi rides the wind and disperses, and the boundary water stops. "Although this cemetery is surrounded by mountains and surrounded by greenery, with gurgling water below, it is a place of geomantic omen, and it would be excellent to build a house, but it is not appropriate to bury a tomb here!"

"Since it is a treasure land of geomantic omen, why is there something wrong?" Bai Shibao asked.

Blind Zhang walked around to the tomb, patted the tombstone with his hand and said: "This is really the mouth of the mountain depression. The so-called wind produces clouds and rain, carrying Yin energy. The graveyard is blown by the wind all the year round, which is not good for the descendants of the deceased. If the tomb is a few meters away from the northwest I just avoided this vent, I am afraid that Mr. Feng Shui had a feud with the owner of the tomb back then, no wonder it would provoke the ghost to fan the grave."

Bai Shibao took off his coat, swept the dust on the stone steps in front of the tomb, and said, "Master, is it appropriate for me to lie here at night?"

Blind Zhang walked over, touched the stone steps, shook his head and said, "Clean the left and right sides of the stone tomb, and sleep on the left side of the stone tomb at midnight. If you hear footsteps, don't make a sound. Continue to pretend to be asleep; keep one eye open, and if you see the ghost fanning the tomb, go around from behind the stone tomb to sleep on the right side, and when you see the ghost crying, prick it with a peach wood needle, and I will come to help you !"

"Why do you need to change direction? Didn't the ghost find me when I moved around?" Bai Shibao said.

"I wrapped mulberry leaves in that amulet for you and put it on your body, so that ghost can't see you." Blind Zhang stuck the mahogany needle on the ground after finishing speaking, and said, "When you stab, no matter what the ghost does Don't be alarmed, you just pull the hemp rope around the stone tomb, and I have my own way to take its genitals."

Bai Shibao nodded in agreement, and then swept out two open spaces on the left and right sides of the stone tomb, preparing to lie flat at night. Zhang Blind found a place on a bent willow tree in front of the stone tomb on the left, and built a frame with branches to support his body lying on his back. Above, the two of them ate and drank in front of the stone tomb after getting ready, and waited for the night to fall.

A crescent moon floated in the sky, but it was tightly covered by dark clouds, and the gusts of wind were like the prelude to a heavy rain.

Bai Shibao put his clothes on the ground, but he couldn't sleep with his arms crossed. This is the air vent, and the wind poured into his trouser legs, making Bai Shibao shiver from the cold. He opened his eyes and looked at the blind man on the tree from time to time, and looked around from time to time. See, it's a horrible thing to think about waiting for ghosts in the middle of the night.

Not long after, the cloud of lead lowered his head, and the wind became more raging. Bai Shibao heard the sound of broken steps, and said in shock, "It's probably the ghost who came!" When he turned his head to look at Zhang Blind, he saw Zhang He was motionless on the tree, as if he was asleep.

clap clap...

The sound of footsteps stepping on the gravel on the top of the mountain made a sound, and finally stopped in front of the tomb. Bai Shibao closed his eyes tightly, and tightly grasped the amulet given to him by the blind man in his palm. He placed the mahogany needle on the right side of the stone tomb. Slowly squinting his eyes to look at the ghost, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look, this look immediately made him break out in a cold sweat.

The ghost was wearing a black shroud, holding a cattail fan in one hand, and a yellow paper coin in the other. Kneeling in front of the stone tomb, he burned the paper. The burning paper fire shone on his face, and he saw that the ghost had a pale complexion and red cheeks. As if he hadn't taken off his costume, there was a faint cry and shudder.

Bai Shibao wondered in his heart: "Why does this ghost burn paper to worship?"

After burning the few pieces of yellow paper, the Yin ghost stood up, took the fan and fanned the stone tomb with a sly smile on his face, and said while fanning: "Fan the tomb, fan the tomb, if the tomb is still positive, don't be a ghost." To be a fairy..."

Bai Shibao remembered what Zhang Blind said, if the ghost fanned the tomb, he would go around to the right side of the stone tomb, then quietly pouted his buttocks, and crawled from the back to the right side of the stone tomb, seeing that the ghost didn't notice him, and went to his own He fanned the grave with a palm-leaf fan, relaxed, and held the mahogany needle tightly with both hands, just waiting for the ghost to cry, so that he could pierce the needle at the right time.

Yin Gui fanned it expressionlessly for a while, then threw the cattail fan on the ground, sat in front of the stone tomb, took out a jug of shochu from his bosom, and ate it voraciously.

Bai Shibao was shocked when he saw this, why is it completely different from what the master said, this ghost didn't cry, but ate wine in front of the grave instead?Bai Shibao turned his head to look at Zhang Blind, saw that Zhang Blind hadn't descended from the tree, and was still lying on the tree motionless, suddenly lost his mind, and held onto the mahogany needle tightly, not knowing what to do.

After a while, the ghost was full, threw the jug on the ground, picked up the fan and continued fanning the grave, and said in a mournful voice, "I have pity for my ghost, but you sleep peacefully here..."

Bai Shibao's heart was shocked, did he say this to the dead in the tomb, or to me?Then look at the ghost rubbing his eyes with his hands, thinking that the ghost is crying, so he has the courage to grab the mahogany needle and jump out, aiming at the ghost's body and stabbing it.

"Ouch...!" The ghost wailed after being stabbed by Bai Shibao.

Bai Shibao felt that something was wrong, the master said that the mahogany needle could hold the ghost, but why the ghost could still move after being stabbed?Moreover, Master did not come down, so he felt suspicious, raised the mahogany needle and wanted to continue stabbing, but he heard the ghost yelling: "Stop... Bai Ye... It's me!"

Bai Shibao was startled and asked, "Who are you?"

The ghost shouted to Bai Shibao: "Master Bai, don't stab again, I am Yan Xisan."

Seeing that the ghost was afraid of the mahogany needle in his hand, Bai Shibao bravely walked forward, the ghost wiped the rouge powder on his face with his cuff, revealing a human face, it was actually Yan Xisan.

"You...why are you pretending to be a ghost here in the middle of the night?" Seeing that he was wearing a shroud and his face covered in rouge, Bai Shibao couldn't help but wonder why he came here to pretend to be a ghost to scare people, so he asked inexplicably.

"To be honest, I have been here to fan the grave for a while, just to blackmail the master's family for some money. I also pretended to be the Taoist priest at first. In order to make them believe that the stone tomb is haunted, I pretended to be a ghost and came here in the middle of the night to scare people." Yan Xisan rubbed his stomach with his hands, Bai Shibao pricked his stomach with a mahogany needle, bleeding came out.

"What? This gamble is actually fake?" Bai Shibao said angrily.

"The gambling is true. I took the silver dollars given by the master's family. Those people ran away after being frightened. Unexpectedly, Lord Bai, you are so courageous that you dare to fight ghosts."

As soon as Yan Xisan finished speaking, he felt someone behind him. He turned around and met Zhang Blindzi head-on. When he saw the white pupils shining white light on Zhang Blindman's thin face, he suddenly trembled with fright, knelt down and called out: "Ghost... …Ghost! Lord ghost, please spare me, I didn’t mean to come to your grave to disturb you, I burned paper to worship you earlier, please don’t catch me!”

"Master, this kid staged a farce to cheat money. There is no such thing as ghost fanning the grave." Bai Shibao said to Zhang Blind.

As soon as Yan Xisan heard Bai Shibao call this man Master, he lowered his head and looked at Zhang Blind Man's feet. When he saw a shadow under his feet, he knew it was a person or a ghost. I lied to them that there was a ghost fan on the ancestral grave, and they just wanted to swindle some money, but they didn't believe me, so I made a fool of myself... I... I was wrong, Lord Bai, please forgive me!"

"Master, what do you think we should do?" Bai Shibao asked.

"What disease does that family have?" Blind Zhang asked Yan Xisan.

Yan Xisan didn't dare to look up into Zhang Blind Man's eyes, and lowered his head and said, "I heard that the women in the family are all out of their minds, walking around like corpses at night, talking nonsense." It is indeed haunted, but the source is not on the ancestral tomb of this stone tomb, I am afraid it is caused by the evil things in the house!"

"Ah... I got it right!" Yan Xisan interjected.

"Stop talking nonsense, you lied to us to sleep in the grave in the middle of the night and play with you, you can't work in vain, just take out the master's silver dollar, otherwise you won't be spared!" Bai Shibao said angrily.

"I lost all that money, so I continue to cheat people here..." Yan Xisan leaned his head and said.

"What?" Bai Shibao panicked, wishing he could poke a few more holes in his body with the mahogany needle.Blind Zhang stopped him and said: "There is no other way now. Let's accompany him to finish the play, take a ghost back, and go to his house to catch ghosts. When the ghost is really cured and his family recovers, we will not be afraid of him." No benefit."

"But Master, how do you take the yin thing back?" Bai Shibao pointed to Yan Xisan, thinking that he was pretending to be a ghost, and if this matter was revealed, he might not return the reward.

Blind Zhang walked up to Yan Xisan and handed him a spell, whispered in his ear, and said that if it came true, the family would be shocked, and you can recommend us to his house to catch this evil spirit.

(End of this chapter)