Night Lights

Chapter 1

According to this book, there are eight volumes of Tongyin and thirteen of Jiangyin. Anyone who cultivates should read the whole volume first, and then read Jiangyin. robbery. ——Excerpted from Tongyin Eight Volumes of "Wordless Book of Heaven".

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"It's really courageous to gamble with ghosts in the middle of the night."

The white-haired old man grabbed Bai Shibao's arm and lifted it vigorously. Bai Shibao felt as if he had been shattered, and suddenly woke up. Seeing that the white-haired old man had white eyes, he was the funeral seller at the entrance of the alley. Trembling, he closed his eyes and yelled for mercy, his whole body limp on the table, and hurriedly said: "I have no grievances or enmities with you, I gambled with my own money, I have never done anything bad, don't ask me for your life. "

"It's really stupid, open your eyes and look around." The white-haired old man let go of Bai Shibao, and said while sitting on a solitary grave beside him.

Bai Shibao opened his eyes tremblingly, and found that the three people who gambled with him had long since disappeared, and he was lying on a coffin. The copper coins were Ming coins and paper money scattered all over the place, and the thatched house turned out to be a thick willow tree, and there were three solitary graves under the willow tree.

"Your eyes..." Bai Shibao didn't understand what was going on, and slowly looked at the white-haired old man. He was stared into hair by those white eyes, and asked tremblingly.

"Blind! The eyes of my blind man are ghosts at night, but they are scary on weekdays!" Zhang blind man pulled up the weeds on the grave, then pinched the grass roots to dig his ears and continued: "I reminded you to be careful when you were at the entrance of the alley. , If you walk too much at night, you will inevitably meet unclean things. You just don’t listen, and you come here to bet your life with them. You must know that the three of them are grieving ghosts who died unjustly. They are looking for people to reincarnate here. The ten copper coins are not just a bet, but your 30 years of life, and now you have only one year left to live."

After hearing this, Bai Shibao's scalp tingled and his hair stood on end. He never thought that he would gamble his life with a few grieving ghosts in the middle of the night, and now he only has one year of life left. What should he do?Bai Shibao saw that although the blind man was not good in appearance, he showed some ability in his words, no matter how he gambled, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him for his life.

"Master, please save my life!"

"You're not dead, so why save your life? Go back and eat and drink for the last year, go home quickly, and don't hinder my work!" Zhang Xiazi threw the grass roots aside, and took out a hemp from his arms. When the whip came, it slammed into the air with a bang, and the sound echoed in the dark night sky. Coupled with the wind blowing the barren grave, it made people feel numb all over, and the sweat seeped out.

Bai Shibao has heard people say before that drivers who drive long night roads will stain their hemp whips with cockscomb blood. The rooster's comb belongs to the most yang thing, and its blood is also a tool to drive away ghosts. When it is fired, no matter whether there are ghosts or ghosts, it is an excuse. Some people say that it is a "wake-up whip" played by the driver to remind himself not to be sleepy. whip".

"Why, are you still unwilling to leave?" Blind Zhang asked, seeing Bai Shibao behind him, as if he was full of curiosity, completely forgetting the fright just now, pointed at Bai Shibao with his whip, and asked loudly.

"Oh, I..." Bai Shibao came back to his senses and was about to leave in a hurry, but he heard Zhang Blind Man shouting again: "Don't move, you won't be able to fall down once you lift your foot."

Bai Shibao was at a loss and didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"If you want to possess yourself, find a better one. This young man was shocked by your shock just now, and his legs and feet are still shaking. I'm afraid it's useless for you to borrow his physical body." Zhang Blind's eyes are white, and he can't see the pupils. I don't know where he is looking.

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing on Bai Shibao's shoulders behind him. Hearing what Zhang Blind said, his scalp exploded. He couldn't help but want to turn around, but he didn't dare. He closed his eyes tightly, his legs trembled, and stood motionless on the spot. , It feels like someone is pressing on the shoulders, very heavy and hard to breathe.

"As the saying goes: people have their way, ghosts have their way, you have already earned this young man's 29 years of life, why do you want to kill him?" Zhang Xiazi laughed.

"..."

"It's true that his life and death have nothing to do with me, but I've been setting up a ghost stall for so many years, and I really want to find an apprentice to help me; because he won your game because of his good bet, he broke his life for you, which is also his retribution. If you don’t want to sell my favor, I’ll burn some money for you to spend, and if it’s worth it, how about writing it off?”

"..."

"Three sets of shrouds and pillows, three pear-blossom horses tied with paper, and three incense sticks and candles. No matter how much I have, I can only give you a 'golden brick to press the grave'!"

Bai Shibao understood that blind Zhang was negotiating with the three ghosts behind him, but he didn't expect his life to be worth such a small thing. He was afraid that something was wrong with the three ghosts behind him, so he added in a crying voice, "Also, I will burn paper for you every year and festival. Put the lights on..."

Blind Zhang frowned, stopped Bai Shibao and said, "Oh...don't talk nonsense." He took out a brick of platinum paper from his pocket, weighed it in his hand and said, "How? It's not a joke, do you want to take a gamble?"

"..."

"That's right. Those who know people and fear are ghosts, and those who know current affairs are heroes!"

After talking, Blind Zhang threw the gold brick into the air, Bai Shibao only felt the wind stop suddenly behind him, the weight on his shoulders had been lifted, his whole body was indescribably relieved, his intuition told him that the three ghosts had already left.

Blind Zhang took out three sticks of incense from his bosom, touched the grave bags with his hands, inserted one in front of each grave, and said: "You are also very interesting, if you are buried with gold bricks, your soul will die." I will be imprisoned here forever, but I am afraid that you have no blessings to enjoy the 29 years of life, and it is unreasonable not to make you suffer for a small punishment." After finishing speaking, he took out something like white flour from his bosom and walked along The three solitary tombs formed a circle and surrounded them.

At this time, Bai Shibao was not as nervous as before, so he boldly walked over and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"

"This is black dog bone meal. Use this to cloth 'lock the graveyard' so that they will not come out to harm people."

"This..." Bai Shibao thought to himself that this blind man had just negotiated with these three ghosts and promised to burn the shroud and paper horse in return, why did he change his mind now?Continued: "Isn't this a lie?"

"Cheating people? This is called cheating ghosts." Blind Zhang ignored Bai Shibao, bent down to pick up the gold bricks from the ground, patted each grave mound, and left a gold brick mark, saying, "I didn't hear that." Have you ever talked nonsense?"

"Can you understand nonsense?" Bai Shibao asked.

"Did you think I was talking to myself just now? Let me tell you, these three grieving ghosts set up a trap here to prey on the lives of passers-by. If you hadn't coaxed them into the grave just now, I'm afraid you would be caught by them as soon as you lifted your foot. If these three resentful ghosts are not sealed, they will harm other people."

"Master, who are you?"

"I make a living by subduing ghosts and channeling yin. I set up a yin stall and buy yang goods to do my job." After saying that, Zhang Blind took out a foot of white cloth, pinched both ends with both hands, spread it flat in front of his face, then smacked on it and wiped it with his hand. , Said: "At three o'clock in the child's hour, the southwest is cloudy, and the wind will not be smooth, and there may be weird things."

Blind Zhang collected the white cloth, gold bricks, and black dog bone meal, turned around and left with a whip to scare ghosts, Bai Shibao saw the gloomy atmosphere around him was extremely terrifying, and thinking that he only had one year of life left, he felt unwilling, so he followed this picture Behind the blind man, he begged: "Master, how can I get back my life that was taken by them?"

"I would like to bet and admit defeat. It's only right and proper. There is no other way. Go back and enjoy the rest of your life." Blind Zhang blinked his white eyes, as if he could see the way clearly in this dark night, walking quickly, no less than normal people .

"Master, I know that you have the Tao and practice, you can drive the ghosts through the yin, and you are different from ordinary people; please save my life, my ancestors are from the Manchu Banner, with a deep family tree, I am alone in this place, and I must not be broken. Empress!" Bai Shibao knelt on the ground and begged.

"Are you a banner man?" Blind Zhang suddenly stopped in his tracks and asked.

"Exactly, feel it. I'm afraid of my ancestors. My braid has never been cut." Bai Shibao took off the cap, untied the bun on his head, and handed a thick braid to the blind man.

"The tyranny of the Qing Dynasty was unpopular. This braid is the best. If you are willing to cut it, I will save you." Blind Zhang touched Bai Shibao's braid, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said coldly.

"This braid must never be cut. If I cut it off, what face will I have to bow down to my ancestors after I die? Not to mention that I can live for another year. Even if I die tomorrow, my braid will go to the ground with me!" The braid has always been on the head, and I never thought of cutting off the braid. If the head is broken, there will be a scar the size of a bowl. If the braid is gone, it means that you have lost your ancestors. This is a huge disobedience.

"Give it a try, you are indeed a bit filial, I will teach you a method, if you become a man, you can increase your lifespan." Blind Zhang turned his face and said with a smile.

"What way?"

"It depends on how brave you are. You first catch a black crow, without any white hair, then pluck out its eyeballs and swallow it alive, then you can see ghosts in the middle of the night; after everyone dies, there is a stagnation in their throat. A breath of sullen breath is called 'ghost relic', after becoming a ghost, this sullen breath will be put under the ghost's tongue, you can find a way to suck this 'ghost relic' to prolong your life."

"How long can you extend your life?" Bai Shibao hurriedly asked overjoyed after hearing this.

"How long can you live on one breath?"

Bai Shibao was stunned, wondering how long it would take for a person to live for a few more seconds, and how long would it take to increase his life in this way, so he asked, "Isn't that going to collect a lot of 'ghost relics'?"

"Do you think it's easy to increase your lifespan? If it were that simple, I wouldn't grow up like this." Blind Zhang said, pointing to his white hair.

Bai Shibao thought to himself, I am a mortal, how can I take things from the bottom of the ghost's tongue?Isn't this sending you to your death?This method is said to be equivalent to not being said, then I thought about it, this blind man is more than an ordinary person, if I can use him to help, I am afraid it will not be a problem, but how to speak?After thinking for a moment, he turned to smile and said:
"Master, you said earlier that you wanted to take me as an apprentice, but is it true?"

"If you dare to 'play tricks' with me, I will take you as an apprentice."

Blind Zhang walked quickly in front, and jumped over the potholes, his white eyes were shining strangely in the dark night.Bai Shibao followed closely behind, fearing that he might miss half a step and not be able to keep up with this worldly expert.

"Crazy?" Bai Shibao asked curiously.

"Going to the underworld is to go to the underworld!" Blind Zhang saw that Bai Shibao was a little surprised, and his face turned pale, so he comforted him: "Every July fourteenth of the lunar calendar is the amnesty day of the king of hell in the ten halls of the underworld, and the gate of hell is wide open. , a hundred ghosts return to the sun to visit relatives and friends; some Buddhists and Taoists take this opportunity to wander in the underworld by means of magic to find people and pass on messages. , Follow your heart, this is the difference between us and other Taoist legalists."

(End of this chapter)