I told the master about the black shadow, and his old man said that the time has not come, so I'm going to talk nonsense.
After saying this, his old man instructed the three brothers of the Xu family to come over the bamboo on the hour, and asked Qin and I to cut the bamboo into bamboo slices. One end of the bamboo slice should be cut into a triangle, and the other end should be cut into a circle. Then use this The bamboo flakes enclose the house of the three brothers of the Xu family. When enclosing the house, the bamboo face should face the house and the bamboo bottom face outward.
As for why this is necessary, the master did not mention a word.
When we used bamboo to surround the house of the Xu family's three brothers, it was already three days later.
At that time, Qin Lao San and I had just surrounded the house, and the master and his old man came over with the three brothers of the Xu family.
His old man walked to the edge of those bamboo pieces and took out a writing brush and half of the teapot. I was curious about what was in the teapot. I glanced at it and found that the teapot was filled with red blood, which was very strong. The smell of blood, I asked the master what blood it was.
He said, black dog blood plus chicken blood.
After saying this, his old man smeared some reddish pink with a brush and began to write on the bamboo.
When all the words were written out, I became more and more puzzled, because his old man surrounded the house and wrote the words,'Jia Shan Geng, Yi Shan Xin, Mao Shan You, Monkey King Mo Xia, and the room was bullied again. '
These words, under the shining of the sun, looked dazzling, and each word seemed to have been filled with painstaking effort.
Even I, looking at these words, almost lost consciousness, but fortunately the master gave me a push, which made me wake up.
The master said: "Chuanzi, keep these words in your mind, so that you will have a sense of measure when dealing with this matter in the future."
When he said this, the master's tone was extremely soft.
Frankly speaking, I have known the master for more than a year, and his old man has never had a good tone to me, except this time.
After saying this, the master didn't speak any more, motioned me to help him to the other two houses.
After the master finished writing on all the bamboo slices, his old man looked tired and said to me: "Chuanzi, you have been a teacher for so long, and the old man didn't teach you anything. I will give you a poem today. It must be kept in mind, because this poem is essential to solve these three houses in the future."
"Master, I will definitely keep it in my heart." I nodded.
The red-billed Suzaku is two feet long, and its eyes are like meteors shining red.
Waiting for nothing to hurt people's lives, flew across the river at noon.
But starting from the earthquake palace Jiazi, the Sunda palace Jiawu goes straight.
Don't return to the fire when you go to the middle palace, and don't break the ground for an hour in the palace.
The gate of the palace is not guilty, and it is difficult to make an ant in the palace.
A person in the Sunda Palace is in charge of the mountains and the wild, and he will suffer disaster if he enters the mountain to build a house.
This is a poem that my master made me remember. I call it the Three Gods Poem, and this event is called the Three Gods Incident.
After finishing the poem, the master dragged his exhausted body down the mountain.
We went down the mountain in the car of Mr. Xu. On the way, I don’t know what’s going on. The master who was originally healthy coughed sharply. When I got down the mountain, I saw the master coughing up blood from his old man with sharp eyes.
All of us panicked and sent the master to the hospital. Upon examination, the doctor said that the master was very old and lacked blood.
After the examination, the master was reluctant to stay in the hospital alive, saying that the hospital was a place of death.
In desperation, all of us sent the master back to the village.
Back in the village, all of us helped him to the old man.
As soon as I lay down, the master gave up to the three brothers of the Xu family and Qin Lao San, motioned them to go out, and left me down again, saying that there was something to tell me.
The three brothers from the Xu family didn't dare to stay for long, so they went out, as did Qin Lao San.
They just left, the master grabbed my hand, looked at me sideways, and said weakly: "Chuanzi, the old man is not long, I have a few words to confess to you."
As soon as I heard it, my eyes became wet. When I wrote those words in Nanmen Village, the master was still full of energy, why suddenly became so weak, and said: "Master, your old man will live a long life."
He smiled bitterly and said: "The old man's life span is clearly tight in his heart. Don't pick up good things to tell the old man. The old man stayed with you today to tell you that the three houses are a trap, and one needs the life of the old man. Trap."
"Master!" I didn't understand, so I said, "How come you know it is a trap!"
He said: "Stupid boy, if the old man doesn't go, how can the black fingerprints on your back disappear? If the old man doesn't go, isn't it because he is afraid of that person."
"master!"
In an instant, my eyes moistened, and I immediately understood the master’s good intentions. His old man deliberately asked me to solve the problem. In fact, he wanted to use the black ants to cure the black fingerprints behind it. For the reason, I said no. Qing, only knowing that the master's old man is for me, will it become like this.
"Man, how can you shed tears easily? It will make people laugh when you say it." The master scolded me and coughed violently.
"Master, stop talking, I will take you to the hospital." I was anxious.
"Cough cough cough... silly boy, don't do useless work. The words written on those bamboo slips are blood on the old man's body. Even if the god Luo descends, he will not be able to save the old man." The master held my palm tightly and his voice changed. It's blurry, "Give... old man... a cigarette."
I didn't want to give it, but the master glared at me, and was so scared that I quickly took out the cigarette and lighted it to his old man.
He took a deep breath of cigarette, coughed a few times, and said: "This thing has been quit for decades, and I didn't expect to be able to take a puff before he died."
After that, the master asked me to help him up, and then let me lean him in my arms.
I did.
"Chuan...zi, old man...this life...the greatest honor is to accept you as an apprentice." The master was smoking a cigarette in one hand, and the other hand grabbed my right index finger, and said: "Second brother, the old man is coming to find You are here, I just hope you rest on Huangquan Road.
"Master, you won't have an accident, it won't!" I choked on the master.
The old man shook his head hard and said, "Don't...don't interrupt the old man, or... of course, the old man will...don't squint."
After speaking, he squeezed my arm tightly, and continued: "Old...after death, don't...don't tell you brother, old...old man, let him regret it forever, old...husband..."
Having said this, the master shook his limbs abruptly, and his voice became extremely weak. The breath in his mouth became weaker and weaker. He said intermittently: "Old... husband... after death, don't avenge... old man , Then... people are too... too overcast."
"Master, what is your enemy's name?" I quickly asked.
"Chuan... son, the old man saw... the second younger brother was standing at the door to pick up the old man..." The master smiled slightly and looked at the door, "Second younger brother...well...long time no see."
After speaking, the master's hand hung by the bed with a clatter, the cigarette in his hand was slowly burning, and a faint smoke hovered in the room.
I looked down, the master smiled, his eyes closed tightly, and he lost his breath.
"Master..." I yelled hysterically. All this happened so suddenly. I never thought that the master would leave the world in such a hurry. Tears fell down, drop by drop on the face of the master.
It's strange to say that at the same time, there was a sudden downpour outside, a string of raindrops hitting the ground desperately, making a crisp sound, as if God was crying for the master.
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