Wen Yu walked out of the villa area and hurriedly hailed a taxi on the street. Instead of going to school, he went directly to the Taoist temple to find Huang He.
He might be able to use Ying Chen's power to dispel the evil spirits. But the talisman paper drawn by Huang He himself is just as good.
What he cared more about was why he could recall some memories of his previous life when the evil soul dissipated? Could this be his way to retrieve the memory about Ying Chen
And Lin An.
The more he thought about the name, the warmer it felt in his heart. As if it was someone close to him who couldn't forget.
More than an hour later, he arrived at the Taoist temple.
When I saw the slightly dusty green brick wall of the Taoist temple again, my mood was completely different from the first time I came. Even with a sense of awe, he cautiously knocked on the wooden door pasted with old New Year pictures.
Huang He opened a crack in the door, and when he saw the young man standing outside the door, he immediately tried to close the door: "Tsk, why are you here again, haven't I already refunded your money?"
"I'm warning you, don't think you're just a child and you want to touch me."
Wen Yu put away the indifference from last time, and said sincerely and politely: "Master Huang, I am here this time to buy your paper talisman."
Huang He: "It's useless for you to buy it. That thing is a pile of waste paper in your hands."
Wen Yu: "It works!"
Huang He nodded his head speechlessly, "Little brother, you don't really have a problem here, do you? I recommend you to meet my friend in the Department of Neurology."
Wen Yu: "I'm serious. If you don't believe me, can you test me?"
The young man is handsome and clean, tall and thin, and people can't help getting close to him just by standing there. And those sharp eyes make people let their guard down especially when they speak seriously.
Huang He looked at such a young man and became puzzled. He deliberately asked: "Okay, let me ask you. What else can you see around me?"
Without Ying Chen's hand, he is just an ordinary person, and he can't see anything about ghosts and spirits that humans think shouldn't exist in the world.
In front of him, there was only Huang He alone.
but since he asked
Wen Yu breathed steadily, trying to feel the breath around him.
These days, he could feel the oppressive and powerful aura that belonged to Ying Chen when he appeared. He could also feel the cold hostility around him when the evil spirit left the boy's body.
But now, the empty small courtyard behind the Taoist priest is lit with the smell of joss sticks, and there are crisp birdsong on the roof, creating a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.
After a long time, Wen Yu shook his head and replied seriously: "Nothing."
Huang He was startled and smiled.
He opened two wooden doors and let Wen Yu in: "There is really nothing here."
"But since you said you want me to try you, I'll get something out after a while, so don't be so scared that you cry and call your mom and dad."
In this world, there is probably nothing more terrifying than Ying Chen.
Wen Yu followed Huang He into the green brick courtyard of the Taoist temple, thinking silently in his heart.
It looks like a Taoist temple on the outside, but it might as well be Huang He's home. There is a gossip map on the wall in the main hall of the house, and a memorial tablet is placed on the mahogany table in front of the map.
There are characters on the tablet that Wen Yu can't understand, which are somewhat similar to the characters on the talisman paper drawn by Huang He.
Huang He pointed to the memorial tablet and said, "This is our patriarch who is enshrined here. Since you have come in, no matter whether you are a disciple of our sect or not, you must pay homage to the patriarch first."
"Come on, follow me."
After Huang He finished speaking, he picked up an incense stick on the table, lit it, held it up with both hands and raised it above his head, then closed his eyes tightly, muttered a few vague words in his mouth, and respectfully said three times. Bow down.
Then, he inserted the burning incense in his hand into the censer in front of the tablet, lifted his gray robe and knelt on the cushion in front of the table, prostrated himself on the ground with both hands, and kowtowed respectfully.
One, two, three.
After doing all this, he stood up and said to Wen Yu with a serious face: "Did you see that, you have to follow the set of rituals I gave just now."
"You must know that being disrespectful in front of the patriarch will bring retribution."
Wen Yu had no choice but to accept the burning incense that Huang He handed over.
If he hadn't seen the evil spirit escape from Lin An's body with his own eyes, he would never have believed in these, let alone do what he thought were decadent and ridiculous.
But now, the young man stood in front of the memorial tablet and imitated Huang He's action just now, holding the burning incense with both hands above his head, and when he was about to bend down and bow,
There was a crisp 'slap', and the tablet, which was placed firmly, suddenly fell on the table for no reason.
Wen Yu:! !
"what happened?"
Huang He was taken aback, and hurried forward to hold up the tablet, "You, you do it again."
Wen Yu raised his hands above his head again, this time his eyes were still open, and with a 'click', the tablet fell down again.
Wen Yu:
Huang He's face changed, and he looked at the young man in surprise: "You, what did you do?"
Wen Yu frowned, but he didn't do anything.
This time, he placed the memorial tablet with his own hands, and once again held the burning incense and prepared to raise his hands, ready to salute.
However, he saw with his own eyes that the wooden tablet was placed firmly, and the moment he held up the burning incense, he wobbled inconceivably and reversed his direction.
With a 'click' sound, it fell firmly on the mahogany table for the third time.
Huang He hurried over to pick up the wooden tablet, stared at Wen Yu with wide-eyed eyes in horror, and asked, "You, who are you?!"
The tablet of the Patriarch fell to the ground inexplicably, either he did not accept worshipers, or he did not dare to accept it.
The way Huang He looked at Wen Yu was no longer the way he looked at a child with a mental illness, but rather puzzled, surprised and even awe-inspiring.
Wen Yu: Could it be related to Ying Chen again
Could it be that Ying Chen is more powerful than the patriarch enshrined by Huang He
Huang He narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Wait, I want to show you something again."
He went to the back room, took out something wrapped in a yellow cloth, put it on the table, and explained to Wen Yu cautiously: "There is an evil spirit sealed inside, something that even my master can't get rid of."
"Before I open it, let me make it clear to you. Once ordinary people are contaminated with his Yin Qi, their vitality will be seriously injured, and in severe cases, it will even affect their Yang life."
"Are you sure, do you want to try again?"
Wen Yu nodded and said, "Lend me a piece of your talisman paper first."
"Don't say one, I'll give you a dozen."
Huang He really took out a dozen talisman papers from his sleeve and stuffed them to Wen Yu, and then began to open the yellow cloth package.
It's just that after the yellow cloth was untied, there was still a layer of black cloth wrapped inside.
Huang He glanced at Wen Yu, as if observing the boy's changes. Seeing that he was not affected at all, he began to untie the black cloth again.
Inside the black cloth is a layer of white cloth covered with black weird symbols, just looking at it can make people creepy.
Huang He observed the boy again, and asked, "Didn't you notice anything?"
Wen Yu asked him instead: "Did something appear? I can't see those things."
Huang He looked solemnly at the innocent child in front of him, and explained: "I can't see anything normal, it's still sealed inside. But"
"When my master unlocked the second layer for the first time and showed me this white cloth talisman, I couldn't bear it and ran to vomit."
There are seven layers in total to suppress evil spirits, and the first two layers that have been opened look like ordinary cloths that have been cast with spells.
Ordinary people without practice will be hurt by the sinister energy leaking out just by opening the first two layers.
Sure enough, this child is different. Who is he
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Huang He began to re-wrap the package.
Wen Yu hurriedly asked: "Can this white cloth not be untied anymore? I want to see what's inside."
Huang He was startled, and sneered: "I haven't untied it in the future."
"With my current ability, let alone get rid of him, I can't even bear the Yin Qi he releases. If I open the cloth again and let it escape, the consequences will be disastrous."
Wen Yu thought for a while and said, "How will you know if you don't try it? You open another floor and let me try it."
Huang He hesitated, finally took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."
He was too nervous and cautious, and with trembling fingers, he untied the cloth covered with black characters little by little. It was still wrapped inside, but it was just a layer of oilcloth paper.
Judging by the degree of fading, you can tell that it has a long age.
It's just that the moment the white cloth fell, Huang He on the side suddenly had difficulty breathing.
He held a piece of yellow talisman tightly in his vigilant hands, but seeing Wen Yu who was still not affected at all, he asked in surprise:
"Don't tell me, you still haven't noticed anything!"
Wen Yu: "A little bit."
There was indeed a faint cold air leaking out through the oilcloth paper.
Huang He: "A little bit!"
He was almost so oppressed by the heavy and stern air that he could barely breathe, yet this child actually said a little bit
He held his chest and gasped for breath: "You really gave me insight. Master said that most people who drive to the third floor are equivalent to being pressed by ghosts and unable to move."
"Even I can be suppressed like this, but you are unscathed. Tell me, what are you?!"
Yeah, who the hell is he
After seeing Huang He's reaction, Wen Yu also realized for the first time that he was different from others.
He has experienced catastrophe several times since he was a child, but he can escape from death. Just like what my grandfather said, he is someone that even Lord Hades of the underworld would not dare to accept.
Does all this have something to do with Ying Chen
Wen Yu narrowed his eyes: "I don't know what I am, I came to you just to know this."
He could feel the yin energy here, which was incomparable to that berserk evil spirit last night. He was able to disperse that one last night with the yellow talisman, but the one in front of him is more sure.
Wen Yu now wants to try to see how powerful he is in dispelling evil spirits.
He even vaguely expected that when the evil spirit's soul dissipated, would he still remember some memories of his previous life.
The boy reached out to caress the tarpaulin package, and began to open the fourth layer of seal by himself. With two bangs, the tarpaulin was easily lifted off.
Inside is a wooden box with a cross seal. The seal should be white, but it is dark yellow due to its age, and there are still characters drawn on it that Wen Yu can't understand.
At this moment, the things in the wooden box woke up as if realizing that the seal was loose, and became extremely excited.
A strong cold air suddenly came out from inside, and quickly filled the surroundings of the hall.
Even the wooden box began to vibrate, 'Gada Gada' jumped on the table, and the iron lock rod on the wooden box struck the box body with the vibration, making a metallic crisp sound.
You can imagine how eagerly you want to get out of the things inside.
Huang He's face turned pale, he was holding the yellow talisman in his hand and wanted to do something, he couldn't help shouting: "Seal it quickly! Quick!"