After Juli Hualing finished listening, she slowly put away her smile and glanced at Yu Xiaojie and Gao Yan, her face was calm, not angry: "But when it comes to controlling the magic of paper-carrying spirit, our onmyoji is still very good."
Gao Yan did not refute, after all, the technique of controlling paper and carrying spirits is indeed beyond blue.
Most of the domestic genres such as Qimen Dunjia know how to control the spirit of paper, but the main focus is on Taoism. Controlling paper and carrying spirits seems to them more like a side-by-side approach.
Yu Xiaojie also generously admitted: "I do have a hand, very powerful."
Chrysanthemum Hualing nodded slightly: "Thank you for your compliment."
Next, the three of them buried their heads on the road, heading in the opposite direction of Qikou Coffin Village, and came to the bustling street. Stepping into the lively crowd, the surrounding world seems to come alive, which is very different from the surrounding suburbs.
Yu Xiaojie said in a low voice, "Everyone on the street is full of dead faces."
They are now among the dead, and it doesn't feel good.
There was a scorching sun overhead, and there was a lively atmosphere below, but this liveliness happened among the dead, which made it seem strange and cold.
A black cat jumped out from the wide cuff of the chrysanthemum bell, shuttled through the crowd, and disappeared in an instant.
Gao Yan raised his eyes and looked at them, quickly retracted his gaze, and walked forward slowly.
The Temple of Nv Auntie is on the downtown street. When you go to the most crowded place, there is a crossroad, and there are two alleys on both sides of the intersection. There are many shops in the alley, and it is also crowded with people, and the Nvgu Temple is deep in the alley on the left, and you can see the entrance of the temple when you stand at the entrance of the alley.
Go through the long alley and come to the Temple of the Nurses.
There is a large censer and a large iron stand at the entrance of the temple. The incense burner is full of incense sticks, and on the iron stand are candles, a pair of red candles shining with fire.
You can feel the scorching temperature within half a meter. The fat and soft red wax is thickly stacked under the iron frame. After a while, someone takes a shovel to remove it, and then it is covered again.
When the candles on the incense burner and the iron stand have not stopped, there is an endless stream of pilgrims.
Yu Xiaojie thought thoughtfully: "In temples big and small, I have never seen the incense that was cut off."
Bypassing the incense burner and the iron frame, the three stepped into the Temple of Aunt Nudes. The size of the Temple of the Nurses is only less than one-third of that of the Qingshan Palace. Stepping in from the door is a small patio three meters wide and long, and behind the patio is the main hall.
There are three Eight Immortals Tables on the main hall, and behind the Eight Immortals Table is the shrine. On the shrine is a colorful statue about two meters high, with a large robe and a huge white head, a round face like a full moon, narrow eyes and a small cherry mouth, and two blushing cheeks.
It looks eccentric and dissonant.
Chrysanthemum Bell: "Exactly the same."
The words were endless, but Gao Yan knew what she meant by saying that the goddess in front of her was exactly the same as the one she saw last night.
"Where are the clues?"
Chrysanthemum Hualing turned her head and looked in a certain direction. A black cat was squatting on the beam of the house, looking down from a high position. When she caught sight of her, she turned around, jumped down, and hid behind the wall.
"Let's go."
Chrysanthemum Hualing followed the black cat, Yu Xiaojie followed, Gao Yan was at the end, and when he stepped behind the wall, he looked back at the goddess statue.
When Gao Yan turned back and the figure disappeared in the hall, the eyes of the goddess statue turned imperceptibly, and his eyes happened to fall on the position where they were standing. On the full moon-like face, the corners of the scarlet lips curved slightly, showing compassion and greed.
Behind the wall is a female Taoist nun who unsigned. The female Taoist nun also has a full moon face, small eyes and small mouth. She tried her best to raise a smiling face, but she still looked oddly smiling.
Chrysanthemum flower bell: "I saw other players have contact with her, and let out my black cat to eavesdrop on the hall beam. But I don't dare to get too close, and I can't hear clearly. First of all, I have to cancel the signing, give a certain amount of sesame oil, and then Just ask 'where can I get bamboo bones'."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaojie stepped forward and took out the money he earned from being a fortune teller for a long time and put it in front of the female Taoist nun.
Seeing this, the female Taoist nun asked, "What kind of sign does the good believer understand?"
Yu Xiaojie: "I don't know what to sign, so let me ask you a question. Where can I get bamboo bones in the town? Oh, it's the bamboo bones that make tower bones."
The female Taoist nun looked up at Yu Xiaojie, and then at Gao Yan and Juli Hualing behind him: "I don't have enough money."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "I remember someone came to ask in the morning, and they took so much money."
Female Taoist nun: "They are the first batch, you are the second batch. They know where to get the bamboo bones, they have already been taken away, you know it is useless anywhere. But I also know that there is another place, so the price is higher doubled."
Yu Xiaojie: "Take advantage of the fire?" He took out all the money in his pocket and threw it in front of the female Taoist nun: "I'll give it all to you, I'll buy another question, besides the two places you mentioned that there are bamboo bones, are there any other places? "
The female Taoist nun took the money into the money box under the table: "No. I'll say it all, for your generosity. The first place is at Yingong Temple, and the beams of Yingong Temple are made of bamboo. Bone raw materials. The second place where the seven coffins are stored is the coffin board of the seven coffins.”
It turned out to be the coffin board of seven coffins? !
Yu Xiaojie and Juli Hualing were quite shocked. Although they didn't know what Yingong Temple was, they didn't know why the beams of Yingong Temple were made of bamboo bones. But just came out of Yizhuang, and knew that the contents of the seven coffins were not ordinary.
It is obviously not easy to take away the coffin board of the seven coffins.
Gao Yan: "Where is Yingong Temple?"
Anyway, the two places were said, and the female Taoist girl didn't mind telling them where the Yingong Temple was.
"The Yingong Temple is right behind Qikou Coffin Village, but the incense has been broken for a long time. Hehehe, the things inside have not been enshrined for a long time, it's very fierce. I'm afraid to see blood..."
Chrysanthemum Hualing's eyes changed, her black cat did not hear the female Taoist nun reminding the players who came to inquire in the morning.
This female Taoist nun obviously pitted the group of players in the morning.
Thinking of this, Juli Hualing and others couldn't help but sympathize with the other players in the game field, and at the same time remain vigilant to all the residents in the town.
After walking out of the Temple of Nuns, the three sat down in a teahouse next to the temple, and got up after calling for some local snacks and a pot of tea. Anyway, it was getting late, and it was obviously impractical to rush to Yizhuang near the suburbs.
Yu Xiaojie: "Brother Yan, what is Yingong Temple?"
Gao Yan took a sip of tea and said, "Yin Temple is also called Yin Temple and Youying Temple, because the temples are divided into Yang Temple and Yin Temple. The Yang Temple is dedicated to the Jade Emperor, Taoist Sanqing and other righteous gods, while the Yin Temple is the opposite. Dedicated to the gods of the underworld and the nameless ghosts."
"Yin temples are divided into two categories, one is the Yingong Temple such as the Chenghuang Temple and the Ksitigarbha Temple. The other is the temple where ghosts live. In some places, the dead body will be salvaged and temples will be built to worship. Temples are also divided into three categories, one is the ghost among the ghosts, dedicated to the public temple, called the public master. The second is the Yinggong Temple, which is the skeleton of the owner. The temple usually has a banner 'According to your request', which is the favorite place for gamblers. ."
"The last type, called the 'Girl's Temple', is a temple dedicated to the corpse of an anonymous female, usually salvaged from the water."
The second type of temple is called Yingong Temple, which is full of incense because of "response to every request". The precondition of 'according to any request' is to repay the promise, and to make it clear that there is a request and a repayment.
Yu Xiaojie: "Then if you ask for money to return your life, will you really have to return your life when you get rich?"
Gao Yan: "Yes."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "Who would exchange their life for money?"
Gao Yan: "People die because of their wealth, not to mention more people who are lucky. Moreover, it is not necessarily to exchange their own lives for money. Relatives and friends are all lives."
He gently put down the tea cup, the bottom of the cup knocked on the tea table, and the sound was crisp.
Juli Hualing was very interested in these folk legends of ghosts and ghosts, so she asked: "Do you know why you use the beams of Yingong Temple and the bottom of the coffin of Yizhuang's seven coffins as bamboo bones?"
"Because of Yin."
Yu Xiaojie turned to look at Gao Yan, and pricked up his ears to listen to him.
"The main beam is yin and fierce, and the Yin Gong Temple is also yin, and both yin and fierce. The two suppress each other and infuse each other with yin. Over time, the main beam in the Yin Gong Temple is the most yin thing."
If it was to be removed, the main beam would have to undergo special treatment, but now it is used as a material for making bamboo bones. This tower bone is really weird.
"The same is true for the coffin floor of the seven coffins. It is the most sinister and fierce thing. It turned out that these things were used to make the tower bones... It's not that there are no bamboo bones and paper, but these things are not easy to handle." Gao Yan flicked it. Cup said.
Hearing this, the other two kept silent.
After a while, the snacks were all ready, and they gathered around the table to eat. Until dusk, the setting sun dragged the shadows of the three for a long time, while people on the street went home one after another, and the vendors closed their stalls.
Back at Chen Qingshan's mansion, he bumped into Chen Qingshan at the door of the big yard, and he was still holding a piece of wood and cutting it. In the morning the wood was as thick as a handmade pin, and now it has been shaved to the thickness of chopsticks.
Chen Qingshan lifted his eyelids, glanced at the three of them, and said lazily: "Bring one back, you have to pay more."
Gao Yan: "No problem."
Chen Qingshan sneered and said in the local dialect: "Three people, three pairs of tower bones, you have to find them."
Gao Yan squatted beside Chen Qingshan, looked at his skilled woodworking skills, and asked casually, "How long have you been doing this?"
"Thirty years? Forty years? I don't remember. I started learning when I was four or five years old. I graduated at the age of sixteen. It has to be burned." Chen Qingshan shook his head: "I don't want anyone to hide it, I just throw it into the fire and burn it."
Gao Yan: "I remember the Mindu Pagoda. I made it the first year, and I walked in the Youshen Club for a day. When I came back, I either put it back in the craftsman's house, or put it in the temple for worship. I'll take it out in the next year at the Youshen Club and wipe it clean. The dust on it keeps going."
Chen Qingshan finally looked directly at Gao Yan: "Is there any research?" After a while, he asked again, "Do you like tower bones?"
Gao Yan: "They are very interesting."
Chen Qingshan grinned and agreed with his words: "You still have a vision, don't say whether you like it or not, they are very interesting in themselves. Only play with them if they are interesting, otherwise what do you do with them every day? They are alive, it's a pity. , no one else will believe it."
"When they're done, they throw them into the fire and burn them, and they won't keep any of them. They worship gods, and there are countless temples, large and small." Speaking of which, Chen Qingshan smiled sarcastically: "Sincerely and ruthless."
Gao Yan: "How do you say?"
Chen Qingshan: "Have you been to the townspeople's house?"
Gao Yan: "No."
Chen Qingshan: "Go and have a look when you have time."
He stood up, stretched and then hunched down his back, and walked into the yard with a few logs in his arms, sighing as he walked: "I have to stay up all night tonight, and urge them to finish quickly. There are still three days left, and time is running out. ."
Yu Xiaojie commented: "It's weird."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "I feel like a normal person instead."
Gao Yan got up: "Go back to the room and sleep."
Yu Xiaojie shrugged and followed. Chrysanthemum Hualing changed direction with them and walked towards his yard with his back facing away.
At night, Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie lived in the same yard.
In the middle of the night, I still heard the lively and strange beating of gongs and drums. After walking away, the sound gradually stopped.
Yu Xiaojie yawned, closed his eyes, turned over and continued to sleep. Gao Yan got up, lit the white paper lantern, and rummaged through his pocket to find the paper and bamboo sticks he had picked up from the fire in Qingshan Palace during the day.
Looking closely at the firelight, my fingers still touched the paper, which felt oily to the touch, as if waterproof oil had been poured on it. Some oiled paper can also be fireproof, and after pouring oil on it, it can also be used to isolate fires that are not too hot depending on the ignition point.
However, the fire at the entrance of Qingshan Palace is not small. At a glance, it is full of ashes from the burning of paper money, and the flame is firmly pressed down. Because of this, the heat in the fire is extremely high, and even the smoke that comes up is washed away. Twisted hot.
A piece of paper with a low ignition point can be spontaneously ignited without fire if it is placed one meter away from the fire, not to mention the tower bone of the fire.
The paper clothes and bamboo bones worn on the pagoda bones were not fireproof, and they were all burned when they passed the fire. The tower bones that can't pass the fire can't go back to the temple, and the last step of exorcising evil spirits fails.
So the townspeople repeat the wandering meeting every night? It's not the outsiders who really want the tower bones, but the townspeople
What the townspeople want is a tower that will not burn and pass the fire smoothly
Chen Qingshan is the number one tower bone master in Mindu. What he needs is tower bone material that will not be damaged at one time.
This is what the townspeople want.
The player's task is to help the townspeople and Chen Qingshan successfully create a tower bone that can pass the fire successfully? Or help them complete the Wanderlust
Gao Yan prefers the second one, although it sounds like there is no difference between the two, because too much of the tower bone is the last step to complete the Wandering Spirit Society.
Creating a tower bone that won't burn equals the smooth end of the Wandering Spirit Society.
"The starting point is different."
Gao Yan knocked on the table and thought about what Chen Qingshan said, as well as the townspeople's beliefs and worship of local gods, and always felt that they were too fanatical and morbid.
The fundamental purpose of the townspeople is the smooth end of the Wandering Spirit Society, so as long as the tower bones will not burn, the manufacturing process and the process of finding materials will not be ignored. And after the wandering spirits meeting is over, the place where those tower bones go is also irrelevant.
- No, it should be managed.
The meaning of Chen Qingshan's words was that these unburnable tower bones were eventually burned.
"The so-called unburnable tower bone is actually just that it won't burn when it goes over the fire. It's not that it can't be burned, that is, it is deliberately burned."
Why
Knowing that it is not easy to obtain materials, it is not easy to make a perfect tower bone that can walk through the fire smoothly, but the tower bone that can be kept for the next year has to be burned.
what reason
Gao Yan picked up the piece of tagu paper clothes, which was painted with blue and red, the edges were burnt marks, and both sides were painted with oil. After reading it over and over a few times, I simply tore the pieces in half.
The tearing process is not smooth, the paper is difficult to tear, the flexibility is not like paper, but like... leather!
Gao Yan paused and stared down at the scraps of paper in his hands, thinking back to the cracking sound he heard from the coffin when he was in Yizhuang during the day.
What was tearing up in the coffin
What exactly is the raw material of paper that does not burn
All the answers are in two words: human skin.
Gao Yan lightly placed the piece of paper in his hand on the table, and the firelight projected by the white paper lantern illuminated the palm-sized piece of colorful paper, reflecting a cold color light.
The piece of paper on the table is skin, but not human skin.
This is the shard left after the failed pylon was burned.
Gao Yan frowned and pursed his lips.
The light of the white paper lantern became weak and gradually went out. The darkness swallowed up little by little, swallowing Gao Yan himself.
After a long while, Gao Yan put away the pieces on the table, touched the bed according to his memory and lay down. After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, he couldn't fall asleep. He had no clue at the moment. Those weird clues and guesses took over his mind and pushed the sleepy desire to the side.
Gao Yan fell asleep.
There was no Chu Shaobi's chest behind him, and there was no familiar smell of grass and trees lingering in his nose, which made him miss him for no reason. Getting along day and night over the past year has made Gao Yan accustomed to the existence of Chu Shabi, and it has also allowed him to successfully get rid of the small problems of light sleep and insomnia.
As a result, Chu Suibi was gone, and those little problems came back.
Gao Yan sighed silently, covering his eyes with the back of his hands, thinking of Chu Shabi, the corners of his lips curled up, and sleepiness slowly came up, drowning him like a tide.
Day three.
The three of Gao Yan went to the Yizhuang of the Seven Coffins again, but this time they went to the Yingong Temple behind the Yizhuang first.
Yu Xiaojie was puzzled: "The roof beam of Yingong Temple should be taken by other players. It's useless for us to go. It's better to talk about business with the seven coffins in Yizhuang."
There are back and forth, anyway, we talked about it, and I don't mind to cooperate again.
Gao Yan: "It's not that easy. Yesterday, the paper was almost left behind, and now it's someone else's coffin board. If it was you, would you give it?"
Yu Xiaojie thought for a while: "I might use a coffin board to kill the person who wants it."
Passing by Yizhuang, Juli Hualing left a black cat stalking: "Keep an eye on it, and you will know in time if there is a situation."
Yu Xiaojie suddenly thought: "Speaking of which, we were almost left behind yesterday. If we pay off the remaining debt, will we be able to walk out of the gate of Yizhuang?"
Gao Yan: "It's hard to say."
That's why he's not in a hurry to go in and ask for paper.
Gao Yan turned and asked Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "All your shikigami are cut out of paper?"
Chrysanthemum Bell nodded.
Gao Yan narrowed his eyes: "Have you ever used human skin?"
Chrysanthemum Hualing looked back at him: "In the yin-yang technique, using human skin is a cult, and it is despised for the right way."
Gao Yan: "It just means something."
Chrysanthemum Hualing retracted her gaze and looked straight ahead: "Yes. Cutting paper carries spirit, Onmyoji needs talent to make a piece of paper come alive. Some Onmyoji don't have talent, so they use human skin and forbidden techniques to lock people's souls in their skins. Inside. Of course, there are some Onmyoji who want more powerful shikigami, so they will also adopt this method."
Gao Yan responded and stopped asking.
The Yingong Temple is just behind the Yizhuang where the seven coffins are stored, and you can see it when you go around a long, deserted alley. It is a simple one-room ancestral hall. A gourd-shaped incinerator is cast outside the temple, and the main hall is the main entrance.
There are two Eight Immortals tables in the hall, and behind the table is a columbarium niche rack on which many columbarium urns are stored. A curtain is hung above the front of the columbarium niche, on which is written the words 'required'.
Yu Xiaojie: "This is Yingong Temple? There are a lot of skeletons enshrined. But it has been abandoned for a few years. It's all spider silk. The bamboo stalks on the incense burner are moldy, and the tablecloth also has a few holes."
Chrysanthemum Hualing: "Under what circumstances will you stop worshipping Yingong Temple?" At the same time as she asked, she quickly answered herself: "It doesn't work or the price for repayment is too high."
Her guess is not unreasonable. The prosperous incense of Yingong Temple lies in its responsiveness. If the request cannot be answered, no one will come to offer incense over time.
Another possibility is that it is very effective, but the price of the willingness is too terrible, which makes people terrified and wastes it.
Gao Yan looked up at the main beam on the top of the temple. It was a bright red beam. It lived in the middle and ran through the entire Yingong Temple. Compared with the other beams and woods that were a little dull in color, the red beam was too strange.
Yu Xiaojie: "The beam runs through the roof of the temple, and disaster is falling from the sky. And the color is too bright, like blood has been poured, it is really fierce." He suddenly thought of something, and continued: "The bamboo bone is this beam. , the other players didn't carry it away?"
Although it is necessary to destroy the Yingong Temple to carry the entire beam, it is not difficult for intermediate players.
Gao Yan: "Miss Juli, can you show your shikigami?"
Chrysanthemum Hualing nodded: "Yes. However, you can just call me Hualing. It's too polite and seems very unfamiliar. After all, we have walked through two game fields together, and we have cooperated... Are you teammates?"
Gao Yan looked at her and didn't answer.
Yu Xiaojie hugged his arms, turned his head and said, "Miss is so beautiful, being a teammate will definitely make it easier for me to get close to the water tower."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "Are you going to chase me?"
Yu Xiaojie: "I really want to, but I'm afraid that you will lose all the bones."
He wanted to get off the list, but after he came out of the Turtle Soup Playground, Tang shared a lot of stories about Chrysanthemum Flower Bell in his ear.
Don't look at Gao Yan's IQ solo show when he was promoted, in fact, Juli Hualing got clues earlier than any player, and the clues were still complete. If it wasn't for her wanting to plot against Gao Yan, it would be impossible for anyone else to grab the promotion pass.
Therefore, in Yu Xiaojie's eyes, Juli Hualing is not a woman, she is a bottomless pit.
Accidentally stepped on the air, 'pie-ji'!
Directly smashed into meat.
Chrysanthemum Hualing smiled in a good-natured manner: "Even if I trick Gao Yan, I just want to ask him to help me save my eldest sister. Apart from that, I haven't hurt any of you."
She looked at Gao Yan: "I sincerely want to be teammates with you, and there is no other calculation."
Gao Yan said in a low voice, "Let's take a look at the situation of the beam first."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell lowered her eyes, her heart moved at will, the black cat jumped lightly on the beam, looked at the big red beam from a distance of one meter, walked back and forth several times, tentatively stretched out her claws, noticing whether Danger jumped onto that beam.
As soon as the paws touched the beam, they felt that the meat pad seemed to be stained with sticky liquid. When I lifted it up, I saw that the meat pad was covered with red sticky liquid. Smell it twice, the stench hits my forehead.
Chrysanthemum Hualing, who empathized with the black cat, almost vomited, and then an icy cold air enveloped her body, and danger came in an instant. Chrysanthemum Hualing didn't even have time to recall her shikigami, and only whispered: "Run!"
Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie reacted quickly, and when they saw that Chrysanthemum Bell reacted incorrectly, their nerves became tense, and when they heard the word "run quickly", they dragged her out of the Yingong Temple with great tacit understanding.
As soon as his hind foot stepped out of the threshold, the black cat on the beam was torn to pieces, and the door behind him slammed shut.
Chrysanthemum Hualing's face was pale, and cold sweat was dripping from her forehead. On the third day she came to the playground, three shikigami were torn off. Although she was a low-level shikigami, it still caused weak damage to her spirit.
Gao Yan felt a little guilty, so she used a curse to help her recover her physical strength and spirit.
Two minutes later, Juli Hualing recovered her spirits, thanked him and said, "The beam can't be taken away, but I saw something on it."
Gao Yan and Yu Xiaojie asked in unison, "What?"
"Any request."
The author has something to say: There are more Yingong temples enshrining unowned skeletons in Taiwan, but it is relatively rare in the Fujian and Guangdong areas, at least I have never seen them.
The most famous one in Taiwan is the Eighteen Princes Temple, where the incense is very strong.
Legend has it that seventeen wealthy merchants from Fuzhou in the Qing Dynasty were shipwrecked, their bodies floated to Taiwan, and they followed a loyal dog, so they were all enshrined in the temple, which was named the Eighteen Kings Temple.
This kind of Yingong Temple is mostly used for making wishes, 'according to requests'. After making a wish, it is necessary to repay the wish. When making a wish, you can't talk nonsense. Some repayment prices are too high. (This is the statement over there, I don't know the specifics.)
Most of these Yingong temples are dedicated to the lonely souls of shipwrecked and unowned.