Life

The winter after the snow is really cold. The wind whistles are whistling, and it is like a knife cut when it hits people's faces. Late at night, in a small mountain village, there is a family that is still brightly lit.

In the courtyard facing the main hall, there was an Eight Immortals table, with five offerings on it, and a small tripod-like incense burner in the middle was filled with incense. There were two large thick red candles on both sides of the incense burner.

In front of the Eight Immortals table, an old lady sat north and south. She looked fifty or sixty years old, with short white flowers and wrinkles on her face. She was wearing a dark gray cloth cotton jacket from the 1970s and had a serious expression. She was placed in front of her with a peach wood sword, a red rope, and several yellow talismans.

There was still a couple kneeling in the snow, about twenty-seven or eight years old. The woman was holding a child of six or seven years old in her arms, and she saw that the child was closed and her face turned pale, which was almost the same as if she was dead.

It took a long time before the old lady sighed: "It's a sin, it's a sin, okay, depending on your husband and wife are so sincere, I'll try it. Whether it's a success depends on the child's fortune."

"Thank you Zhang's milk, thank you Zhang's milk." The couple knelt on the landlord and kept kowtowing to the old lady.

Zhang's "Milk" and "Milk" are all her names. She is the most famous witch in the Zhangjiadian area within a hundred miles. She can also be said to be a master. Whether it is fortune-telling, fortune-telling, unclean family, etc., she is usually invited, and some people call her Zhang Po. As for her real name, she has long been forgotten.

Today, the couple is called Zhang Xianzhong and Bai Qiaolan of the "female". They are all from Zhangjiadian. More than a month ago, my son suddenly fell ill. I saw all kinds of doctors, but they didn't get better. Later, I really had no choice but to hear the old man at home saying that he asked Zhang's "milk" to see it. Only after seeing Zhang's "milk" and "milk" saw the reason.

It turned out that there was a person with the same name and the same birthday and wanted to borrow his life from her son; the so-called borrowing life means that someone uses the magic of the evil "door" to use the child's life to give the dying person another ten to twenty years of life.

However, this practice is very harmful to the virtue of "yin", and people who study Taoism rarely use it, and they dare not use it; because those who study Taoism do too much damage to the virtue of "yin", and they will be punished by God.

"Don't rush to thank me first, hurry up and carry the child into the house. Now there is still half an hour before twelve o'clock in the evening. If the child can last until twelve o'clock in the evening, then the child will be saved." Zhang's "Milk" sighed and said.

In fact, Zhang's "Milk" also had her plans. Why didn't she agree to them before? It was not yet time. She didn't want to let the other party know that she was going to save the child too early; because once she agreed, the other party would notice it.

She also knew that the other party must be a Taoist scholar, and she didn't know what school she belonged to.

"Xian Zhong, tie this red rope to the child's wrist and remember to tie a sleeve knot." Zhang's "Milk" and handed it to him with the red rope.

"Thank you Zhang's 'milk'!" Zhang Xianzhong thanked him and hurriedly took the red rope into the house and tied it to the child's wrist.

At this time, Zhang's "Milk" looked at the sky and sighed. Because the weather was not beautiful, it was still a yin sky tonight. This kind of weather was not suitable for fighting with people, but now for the sake of this child, I can only grit my teeth and fight.

In the distance, in a luxurious mansion, a Taoist wearing a Bagua garment was disheveled, and his age was not visible; his hands were folded, his heart was facing the sky, and he sat on the ground. Less than three meters away, there was a grass man with grass sticking a piece of yellow paper on the body of the grass with the birth date written on it, and seven lotus-shaped lamps were placed around him, but six were gone, and only the one under his feet had not yet been destroyed.

Apart from the seven, there was a lamp on the shoulders of the straw man and on the head. However, the lamp on the shoulders was also lighted, and only the one above the head was still on.

Others don’t understand, but the old man closed his eyes knew in his mind that these nine lamps represent the three souls and seven spirits of a person. The six lamps that were destroyed and the two shoulders mean that a person’s two souls and six spirits have been sealed on the grass man. Today is the last day. As long as the child’s last soul and spirit are attracted by twelve o’clock, the money will be earned.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Now was the most critical moment. If anyone could stop him from restraining his soul at this time, then his spell for so many days would be in vain.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and saw the grass man with cold eyes. He saw that one of the grass man's hands was abnormal, as if they were tied up by something. However, the only way was to detain the child's last soul and spirit as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he silently chanted the spell and suddenly said, "The magic lamp attracts the soul!"

Just then, a Kongming lantern was slowly rising next to it, and a rope was tied. Maybe it was because I was afraid of the wind blew away.

At the same time, on the side of Zhang's "Milk" and "Milk", Zhang Xianzhong and his wife wiped their tears while looking at the child on the bed. Suddenly, they saw the child's hand tied with red thread and kept moving. Zhang Xianzhong was afraid that the child would be in danger, so he hurried outside: "Zhang's "Milk" and "Milk".

Then Zhang's "Milk" glared at him and signaled him not to speak. Then he saw Zhang's "Milk" chanting something, and suddenly took out a talisman and stuck it on the red line.

Then he signaled Zhang Xianzhong to come over. Zhang Xianzhong hurried over, and Zhang's "milk" handed him six yellow talismans and two larger yellow talismans.

"These six talismans are attached to the child's feet and hands. Then one is attached to the front and back sides of the child. These two are attached to the child's shoulders. I will say that you must stick them as soon as possible. Thousands of thousands, you must not be too late." When Zhang's "Milk" said the last, his mouth began to tremble a little.

Zhang Xianzhong did not dare to hesitate, so he hurriedly took the talisman in his hand and ran into the house to "hand" it to his wife. He felt that the two of them would always post faster than the one who posted it.

At this moment, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the candle flames on the Eight Immortals table flashed straight, as if they were about to be extinguished at any time.

But Zhang's "Milk" seemed to not care, and he tightly pulled the red rope, and the red rope was pulled very tightly, just like someone snatched him. The red rope in his hand had already been deeply tied into her "meat", and blood dripped down the red rope.

She silently counted the time in her heart, and suddenly roared angrily: "The soul returns to its position!" As she said that, she saw Zhang's "milk" strung a talisman with a peach wood sword and lit it on the candlelight, and wrapped the red rope with a peach wood sword and suddenly inserted it on the ground.

"Quick, stick the talisman quickly!" Zhang's "Milk" said with his last strength.

Although Zhang's "milk" and "milk" are so old, his technique is quite fast, and this series of movements can be completed in just one or two seconds.
Chapter completed!