I stood up immediately and hurriedly called Shiyu: "Wait a minute!"
Zhao Dadan stood up angrily. He stared at me. Just as he opened his mouth, he probably thought of a sentence, one thousand yuan, so he closed his mouth again. According to my estimation, he probably thought that I didn't let him order food, so he got angry. I pointed at him and said, "Sit down first and eat later." I turned my head to Shiyu and said, "Girl, can you let me see your wallet?"
"What's wrong?" Shiyu asked me.
Before I was sure, I didn't dare to say more, but just hunched over and stretched out my hand, asking her to lend it to me. Shiyu was also straightforward and put the wallet directly in my palm. Holding the light blue wallet, I carefully checked it again, and suddenly, a photo fell out.
Shiyu said in confusion: "No, how did the photo get into my bag? I've never seen him before."
When she was about to bend down to pick it up, I stopped her and said, "Don't move."
"What's wrong?" Shiyu stopped.
I pressed the photo in my hand. The old black-and-white photo was of a baby sitting cross-legged. The baby was chubby and looked cute at first glance. The only weird thing was that the baby's eyes were completely black, and the corners of his mouth were upturned, revealing two sharp canine teeth. On the back of the photo were Shiyu's name and birth date written in blood. Seeing this, I immediately took out the Pure Yang Sword from the Qing Nang and pressed it directly on the photo.
"Girl, I want to see your hair, can I?" I said.
"It's okay, is there something wrong with the uncle?" Shiyu asked tentatively.
I stood up and touched his forehead. Thinking about it, I felt bitter. This time, I had to change into another identity for this intimate contact. When I touched his scalp with my fingers, Shiyu immediately grinned and said, "It hurts a little."
It is undeniable that under my calm appearance at this moment, my heart has exploded. Because there are two small wounds on his head. Because Jiang Shiyu is blessed by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, no resentful ghosts will hurt him, except for the little ghosts raised by people. I guess that Shiyu is being infected by a Burmese black magic at this moment, because Thai magicians will not use photos as carriers of little ghosts.
The head is the foundation of the innate, and the little ghosts start to harm people from the head. I opened Shiyu's eyelids again and said, "Look down."
"Am I in trouble, uncle?" Shiyu asked.
Shu Huachun once told me the theory of writing black magic. If a person's eyelids are turned over, there will be a thin line like a "needle", which means that he has been infected with black magic. The black line is the black magic, and the gray one is the talisman [meaning curse]. If there are a bunch of small black spots, it is called Gu poison. As for the others, like bloodshot green and gray, they were probably caused by evil spirits.
However, there was indeed a thin black line in Shiyu's eyes. When I lowered my head to think of a solution, I thought about taking out the Heavenly Master Order, but once the Heavenly Master Order appeared, my identity would be exposed.
Looking at the photo again, it seemed to have life and moved. Whenever the photo wanted to "run", it would be suppressed by the Pure Yang Sword. Obviously, outsiders would not know Shiyu's birth date, but his second uncle knew it. This damn bastard actually wanted to use evil methods to kill Shiyu from the beginning!
If Shiyu hadn't been protected by Ksitigarbha, he might have died now!
"Waiter, some sorghum wine." I said.
The waiter didn't take our weird behavior seriously, but continued to ask: "Who's paying?"
Shiyu handed the card to the other party and swiped the card to pay the bill. Soon the waiter brought a bottle of wine, and I found three nails. Because the triangle is the strongest, nails and silver needles are generally used to control ghosts. This method is derived from the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate". If you have had a house accident, you should have seen the Yin-Yang master pierce people's fingers with needles, squeeze out blood, and then burn it, and the person will be fine.
The little ghost can find this place accurately based on the birth date of the photo. This kind of ghost is to raise a little ghost to do things for the black magician, and the black magician himself is tattooed with scriptures and spells all over his body, so that the little ghost can't do anything to them, and finally can only let the headmaster use evil magic to drive them.
This photo in front of me, I told Shiyu, is a kind of ghost descending technique of the black magician. This method requires finding a child with a weak congenitality in advance, taking a photo of the other party, and then writing the eight characters on the back of the photo, and then practicing with evil magic every day until the day of the funeral after the child's early death. At night, the caster buries the child's photo on his grave, and then plants "vines" around it. After a period of time, the vines will grow out.
Take a section of rattan and dig out the photo of the child. The photo must be covered with red cloth and cannot be exposed to the moonlight. After returning home, carve the rattan into a four or five centimeter little man, draw the facial features, and place it in a small bottle. However, you must raise a pair of this kind of "spiritual ghost", because solitary yang cannot grow, and solitary yin cannot be born.
At the same time, the photo is also sacrificed. When you want to harm someone in the end, you only need to write the other person's birth date and name on the back of the photo, and the little ghost can kill people invisibly. However, all things are born and restrained. Although Shiyu is not a monk, she is a believer. Her own will is very deep, so the other party's little ghost can't harm her, and can only try every means to eat Shiyu's blood every night.
Now that Shiyu is fine, it doesn't mean that the other party can be forgiven!
Soon the waiter handed over the sorghum wine, I sprinkled the wine on the photo, took out the lighter, and lit it. The blue flame made a crisp sound of "pa pa", and then the child who was exactly the same as the one in the photo appeared in front of me.
This ghost, other people can't see it. I raised the Pure Yang Sword and said sternly: "Where is your master!"
"Hehe, you can't catch me, you can't catch me." The little ghost floated into the air after saying that, and it was about to pass through the wall.
I took out the Pure Yang Sword in a hurry and threw it hard, breaking the body of the little ghost in an instant, followed by a shrill roar: "If you dare to hit me, Dad will not let you go!"
The body of the little ghost is carried by the black magician. Even if I hurt this little ghost, I still can't kill it. This is a way for the headmaster to increase control over the little ghost. The waiter pointed to the place where I threw the Pure Yang Sword and told me that I had to pay for breaking things. But when the bold slapped the table, everyone was quiet. As he said, he had never paid money in his life!
"Am I okay now?" Shiyu asked me. "It's all right for now. Black magicians only charge money for their services. The other party just used an ordinary ghost magic, so the money must not be in place. But there is a black line in your eyes. I can't figure out what kind of magic the other party has cast on you, so you must find the black magician before your second uncle finds him and let him remove the magic you have been hit by." I said.
Shiyu said that his second uncle was stingy, because if it was money, it would be possible. I asked her to call and find her second uncle first to find the location of the magician. You should know that there are many types of magic. I am just a Taoist priest with a rough understanding, not a professional job. I really dare not move, for fear that I will cause harm to Shiyu by accident.
Shiyu called and learned that his second uncle went to the city, so she said that she would consider selling the mine and asked him to come back as soon as possible. And the dishes were all served, and I ate them boldly and wolfed them down. As for me, I had no appetite at all.
If our fight with Danba Dharma King is compared to a duel between martial arts masters. Then the sorcerer is more like a means of modern warfare, because we don't know where the other party is at all?
After dinner, Shiyu said that her second uncle said he wanted to send the guests in the car to the city, and it would take 40 minutes to return at the earliest, but the waiter in the hotel was not happy and insisted on driving us away!
Bold but not quarreling, I was also in a hurry, so we left the hotel. Shiyu happened to say that this hotel was built next to the tourist attraction, and it would take less than 300 meters to go to the "Yuwang Temple", and asked us if we wanted to take a look. She said that the ancestor worship craze in recent years was started by the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, and the activities of worshiping the ancestors of the Chinese nation in various places have increased, which has driven the economic development of the surrounding areas. However, it is not the day of ancestor worship, and there are not many people in the Yuwang Temple now.
When I think about myself as a dragon, everything is related to Dayu. Today I came across someone's temple, and it would be a bit unreasonable not to take a look.
Three hundred meters is not far. The closer we three get to the Yuwang Temple, the weirder Zhao Dadan's expression becomes. His originally dark face even looks like white paper with white paste. The area of the Yuwang Temple is the size of four or five basketball courts. The blue bricks and glazed tiles and the red-dominated buildings make it look simple and majestic. There are two tall stone lions outside the gate. Looking through the gate, we can see the granite statue of Yuwang. He holds the axe that splits the mountains and opens the rivers in one hand, steps on the dragon and the water monster, and looks towards the direction of the Yellow River, giving people a feeling of returning to the sea with overwhelming momentum.
Shiyu and I were walking in the front, but suddenly, Dada spoke boldly. I turned around and saw him pointing at the suitcase on the ground with a pale face: "Damn it, even if you fine me today, I have to say that the woman in the suitcase actually moved!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the immortal corpse in the suitcase slowly broke free from the suitcase, and then straightened her twisted bones in an extremely weird way. She didn't even look at us, but just tidied her wedding dress and the golden hairpin and phoenix crown on her head. She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the sculpture of King Yu.
Jiang Shiyu screamed in fear, and I instinctively pulled her behind me. Zhao Dada and I were so scared that we didn't dare to breathe. Seeing her bright eyes as deep as the stars, but not long after, she walked slowly towards the Yuwang Temple. The occasional passers-by mistakenly thought we were filming.
The three of us followed the immortal corpse, and her expression was very excited. Until the bottom of the Yuwang statue, the immortal corpse actually knelt down slowly! I remember clearly that Li Tieguai said that the immortal corpse was a person who even the Jade Emperor dared to scold, but at this moment he was like a child, crying out of grievance!