ghost craftsman

Chapter 164
The old carpenter said: "Little brother, the old man just rushed over last night. I don't know what happened between you. But right now, the old man thinks that you should think about how to lay this coffin."

While speaking, he glanced at Elder Wu's body.

I understand what he means, he refers to Mr. Wu's body being riveted into seven longevity nails by Jinshan in the way of the Big Dipper, locking the evil spirit in his body, and the only way to let Mr. Wu go to the coffin safely is to use Yang Qi neutralizes the evil spirit in his body.

And to neutralize the evil spirit in his body, the only way to make this coffin more positive.

Someone will definitely ask, didn't Wu Can pull out those seven longevity nails?
Objectively speaking, it was indeed pulled out by Wu Can, but on the whole, what he pulled out was only the longevity nail, which had no effect on the evil spirit in his body.

To make a simple analogy, it is like when building a house, mix cement and sand with water, and after stirring, its hardness is like mud. Not to mention as hard as iron, at least it is hard. Even if the container is taken away, the hardness of the cement is still abnormally hard.

And Huang Jinshan's seven longevity nails were riveted into Mr. Wu's body. These seven longevity nails were like containers, fixing the evil spirit in Mr. Wu's body. Even if the seven longevity nails were taken away, it would still be the same.

To be honest, if Jinshan hadn't riveted seven longevity nails into Mr. Wu's body, the coffin I've made so far would be enough to handle it.But after being riveted into seven longevity nails by Jin Jinshan, the yang energy might not be enough to neutralize the evil spirit in Old Wu's body.

This made my face sink all of a sudden, and I subconsciously walked towards Mr. Wu, and the old carpenter said again, "Little brother, in this situation, there are probably only two ways. The body was cremated on the spot, and the other..."

After speaking, he paused, glanced at me meaningfully, and continued: "The other is to engrave the ghost craftsman's words on this coffin, other than these two methods, there is really no other way. "

I hummed softly, and there are only these two options at present. As for the first option, I have never considered it at all. The reason is very simple. It's on fire, if his body is cremated, I guess the old man will not like it, and maybe something will happen.

In other words, there is only one way left at present, and that is to engrave ghost craftsmen's words on the coffin.

But, I don't know anything about Gui Jiang Ji Wen at all.

The old carpenter should have seen my difficulty, and said in a low voice: "That's right, I have lived for seven or eighty years, and I have seen many ghost craftsmen, but I can use ghost craftsmen, and I have only seen two people." Know how to use it, one is your master, and the other is..."

Having said that, he paused, smiled lightly, and stopped talking.

At that time, my mind was always on Mr. Wu, and I didn't pay much attention to who the second person he said was, so I said in a low voice, and walked towards the ghost craftsman Ji Wen that Jin Shan had brought over.

This ghost craftsman’s essay by Huang Jinshan is similar to the ghost craftsman’s essay in my hand. It is a small wooden barrel. The wooden barrel is made of high-quality golden nanmu. It is about fifteen centimeters high and eight centimeters in diameter. Left and right, while Guijiang Jiwen is carved in the four directions of east, south, west and north, with a total of four totems.

The totem on the Ghost Craftsman Jiwen in my hand looks like a human character, but this totem looks like a Chinese character. The fonts in the four directions look quite similar, but when you look closely, there are gaps between each character. The huge difference, the specific method of difference, cannot be described in words.

This feeling is simply mysterious and mysterious.

I stared at this ghost craftsman's essay for a long time, only to feel that my spirit was muddled, my eyes were dull and empty.

This is exactly the same feeling as the first time I read Ghost Craftsman's Jiwen.However, the difference is that when I saw this Ghost Craftsman Jiwen this time, I seemed to have an epiphany, and felt that this Chinese character is not composed of a single character, but is composed of countless small wood chips.

At that moment, I was stunned, cleared my mind, sat on the floor, closed my eyes slightly, stretched out my hand to touch the word on the east side, and carefully felt the word '中' with my fingers.

At first, I used my thumb to rub against the character '中' without feeling anything.

I subconsciously changed my index finger and touched the word '中'.

The strange thing is, the moment my index finger touched the word '中', my head felt heavy, and I felt that the word '中' was extremely hot, which made me frown, and I quickly changed my middle finger to the word '中' I touched it.

The strange thing is that after the middle finger touches it, it is the same as when the thumb touches it, and there is no feeling at all.

Could it be... my index finger.

With this in mind, I slowly opened my eyes and looked at my index finger. When I was just born, my right index finger was scorched as black as charcoal, and even my nails were black, as if it had been roasted by a fire. The skin of the index finger became normal, but the nails have been dark all these years.

Many times, when I meet strangers, I always subconsciously hide this finger.After all, normal people have red nails.

However, just now, I suddenly realized. I still remember that before I was born, my father asked a fingersmith to find a solution. After the fingersmith told his father the solution, he committed suicide inexplicably. Could it be that the fingersmith’s suicide was related to my finger? ?

Wait a minute, a fingersmith only has one finger, but when I was born, I had a finger that was as black as charcoal.

Is there some connection between this?

Thinking of this, I quickly closed my eyes, and slowly stretched out my finger to touch the character '中' on the east side of Ghost Craftsman Jiwen.

This time, as soon as my index finger touched the "中" character, the previous hot feeling reappeared. I resisted the hot feeling and pressed the "中" character firmly. The temperature also gradually dropped.

At the same time, I only felt that a word '中' appeared in my mind, and that word kept tumbling in my mind, tumbling, and finally floating obliquely in my mind.

In an instant, I had a very strange feeling in my heart, as if I knew the word, and felt that the word seemed very familiar to me.

This feeling is so mysterious that it cannot be expressed in words at all, only the person concerned can understand it in his heart.

At the moment, I didn't dare to open my eyes. I dragged the small wooden barrel with my left hand, and kept pressing the index finger of my right hand on the word "中". Then I got up slowly, moved towards Mr. Wu's coffin, and slammed my mouth at Su Xiaoman. He shouted, "Quick, give me the carving knife."

(End of this chapter)