ghost craftsman

Chapter 84 Death
I told my master about the black shadow, and the old man said, don't talk nonsense before the time comes.

After saying this, the old man ordered the three brothers of the Xu family to come over to collect some bamboo, and asked me and Qin Laosan to cut the bamboo into bamboo pieces. One end of the bamboo piece should be cut into a triangle, and the other end should be cut into a circle. Bamboo pieces surround the house of the three brothers of the Xu family, and when surrounding the house, the side of the bamboo must face the house, and the bottom of the bamboo must face outward.

As for why he did this, the master did not mention a word.

It was already three days later when we surrounded the houses of the three brothers of the Xu family with bamboo.

At that time, Qin Laosan and I had just completed the enclosure of the house, and the old master came over accompanied by the three Xu family brothers.

The old man walked to the edge of those bamboo pieces, and took out a writing brush and half a teapot. At that time, I was very curious about what was in the teapot, so I glanced at it and found that the teapot was filled with dark red liquid, which had a strong smell. The smell of blood, I asked the master what kind of blood it was.

He said, black dog blood plus chicken blood.

After saying this, the old man dipped some bright red liquid with a brush and began to write on the bamboo.

When all the words were written, I became more and more confused, because the words written by the old man around the house were, "Jiashangeng, Bshanxin, Maoshanyou, the monkey and mouse king, and the room was bullied again." '

These words, under the sunlight, look dazzling, each word seems to have been poured with painstaking effort, and it makes people look at it, as if they have been fascinated.

Even I, looking at these words, almost lost my mind, but fortunately, the master gave me a push, which made me wake up.

The master said: "Chuanzi, keep these words in your heart, and you will have a sense of proportion when dealing with this matter in the future."

When he said this, the master's tone was extremely gentle.

To be honest, I have known the master for more than a year, and he has never had a good tone to me, except this time.

After saying this, the master didn't say anything more, and motioned for me to help him to the other two houses.

After the master finished writing on all the bamboo pieces, the old man showed a tired look and said to me: "Chuanzi, you have been studying as a teacher for so long, and the old man didn't teach you anything. I will send you a poem today. This poem is yours." It must be kept in mind, because this poem will be of great importance when dealing with the 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 shine red like shooting stars.

Waiting for nothing to hurt people's lives, and flying across the river at noon.

But starting from Zhengong Jiazi, Xungong Jiawu followed the number.

When you go to the middle palace, don't return to the fire, and don't move the earth for a while in the dry palace.

Don't commit crimes at the gate of the Li Palace, it's hard to be an ant out of the Kan Palace.

One of Xungong is in charge of the mountains and fields, and if he goes to the mountains to build a house, he will suffer disaster.

This is a poem my master asked me to remember. I call it the poem of the three gods, and I call this incident the incident of the three gods.

After the master finished the poem, he dragged his exhausted body down the mountain.

We went down the mountain in Mr. Xu's car.On the way, I didn't know what was going on. The master, who was originally healthy, coughed suddenly. When I got down the mountain, I saw the old man coughing up blood with sharp eyes.

All of us panicked and sent the master to the hospital. After an examination, the doctor said that the master was old and lacked energy and blood.

After the examination, the master refused to stay in the hospital any longer, saying that the hospital is a place where people die.

In desperation, all of us sent Master back to the village.

Back in the village, all of us helped the old man to bed.

As soon as he lay down, the master stopped at the three brothers of the Xu family and the youngest Qin, motioned them to go out, and then asked me to stay, saying that he had something to tell me.

The three brothers of the Xu family didn't dare to stay for long, so they went out, and the third son of Qin did the same.

As soon as they left, the master grabbed my hand, looked at me sideways, and said weakly: "Chuanzi, the old man's time is not long, so I have a few words to tell you."

As soon as I heard it, my eyes immediately became moist. When I wrote those words in Nanmen Village, the master was still full of energy. Why did he become so weak all of a sudden, so I said: "Master, your old man will live a long life."

He smiled wryly, and said: "The life of the old man, the old man is very clear in his heart, so don't tell the old man anything good. The old man asked you to stay today to tell you that the three houses are a trap, and one of them will kill the old man." trap."

"Master!" I didn't understand, so I said, "Why did you go there when you knew it was a trap!"

He said: "Silly boy, if the old man doesn't go, how can the black handprints on your back disappear? If the old man doesn't go, you are afraid of that person."

"master!"

In an instant, my eyes were moist, and I immediately understood the master's good intentions. The old man deliberately asked me to go there to solve the matter, but in fact he wanted to use those black ants to cure the black handprints on the back. I can't say why. Qing, it was only because he knew that the old master was doing it for me that he became like this.

"A man, how can you shed tears so easily, it will make people laugh." The master scolded me, and coughed violently again.

"Master, stop talking, I'll take you to the hospital." I was in a hurry.

"Cough cough cough...Silly boy, don't make useless efforts. The words written on those bamboo slices are the blood on the old man's body. Even if the god Daluo descends to earth, he will not be able to save the old man." The master grabbed my palm tightly, and his voice changed. It became blurred, "Give... the old man... a cigarette."

I didn't want to give it, but the master glared at me, so scared that I quickly took out a cigarette and lit it for him.

He took a deep breath, coughed a few times, and said, "I have quit this thing for decades, and I never thought I could take a puff before I die."

As he said that, the master asked me to help him up, and then asked me to lean him in my arms.

I did.

"Chuan... son, old man... the greatest honor in this life is to accept you as an apprentice." The master held a cigarette in one hand, and firmly held my right index finger with the other, and said, "Second junior brother, this old man is coming to find you. You are gone, I just hope you rest on the way to Huangquan."

"Master, nothing will happen to you, no!" I choked up and grabbed the master.

The old man shook his head with difficulty, and said, "Don't...don't interrupt the old man, no... otherwise, the old man will... die with regret."

After finishing speaking, he tightened my arm tightly, and continued: "Old...after death, don't...don't tell your brother, old...old man, let him regret it for the rest of his life, old...husband..."

Speaking of this, the old master's limbs trembled violently, his voice became extremely weak, and the breathing in his mouth became weaker and weaker, and he said intermittently: "After the old man... dies, don't avenge the old man... , that... people are too... too cloudy."

"Master, what's the name of your enemy?" I asked hastily.

"Chuan...zi, I saw...Second Junior Brother is standing at the door to pick me up..." The master smiled slightly, and looked towards the door, "Second Junior Brother...well...Long time no see."

After finishing speaking, the master's hand slapped down on the side of the bed, the cigarette in his hand was burning slowly, and a faint smoke hovered in the room.

I looked down, and the master was smiling, his eyes were closed, and he was not breathing.

"Master..." I yelled hysterically. All this happened so suddenly. I never thought that Master would leave this world in such a hurry. Tears flowed down my face, drop by drop.

Strange to say, at the same time, there was a sudden downpour of rain outside, and strings of raindrops hit the ground desperately, making a crisp beeping sound, as if God was also crying for the master.

(End of this chapter)