Night Lights

Chapter 152
In the middle of the night, if you hear a dog howling, if it is not a stranger, it is a ghost; the smart dog can see the yin, and it will not stop when you hear the bark. If the sound is intermittent and the growling is uneasy, ghosts and ghosts are approaching, and they rush to avoid it; if you see a dog that is afraid, trembling all over, with tears in its eyes, disaster will come; this name is: dog roaring. ——Excerpted from the eighth volume of Jiangyin in "The Book of Words Without Words".

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How can Wu Wencai hide this matter from Mao Xiaofang?The ghostly spirit is shattering, Yintang has turned black, and that ominous look is all hanging on his face!Wu Wencai was sore all over. While rubbing his arms, he told the whole story of what had happened. Mao Xiaofang was stunned and shouted: "Yelu carrying ghosts, you are so courageous!"

"ghost?"

Wu Wencai muttered: "I saw that he was old, so I kindly carried him for a while, how could I know that he was a ghost... But, I carried it too, didn't I come back safely!"

"Still talking back?" Mao Xiaofang stepped forward and told Wu Wencai to take off his shirt, only to see a bruise on his back, like a shadow of a person.Mao Xiaofang yelled: "Look! This ghostly aura has taken over your body. If you don't pull it out quickly, you will spend the rest of your life paralyzed on the bed to eat!"

Lin Qiusheng laughed and said, "Master, I guess Wencai met a female ghost. How could he have the kindness to rush to carry her?" Wu Wencai's face darkened when he heard this, and he was so angry that he wanted to pick up the ghost beside him. He used the stool to hit Lin Qiusheng, but his arm was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead. It was too difficult to get up!
Mao Xiaofang sternly shouted: "Are you still in the mood to be troubled? Quickly get me a vermilion pen and black ink, add more cinnabar! And bring me some more jars?"

Lin Qiusheng asked, "Why do you want a jar?"

Mao Xiaofang frowned and shouted, "Why don't you go soon?"

"Oh!"

Lin Qiusheng didn't dare to ask more questions, so he turned around and ran over to get ready.

Lin Qiusheng moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, he brought over two jars with his left hand, a well-ground inkstone in his right hand, a few charms in his mouth, and two writing brushes in his ears. He stood in front of Mao Xiaofang and said, With a cry!Mao Xiaofang glanced next to Lin Qiusheng's ear, picked up the vermilion pen, dipped his hands in cinnabar ink, and took a few pieces of talisman paper, wrote a 'Shenhuo Talisman', and then stimulated the yin fire to burn!

clap clap clap!
Mao Xiaofang slapped a few spells on Wu Wencai's back, and knocked a few altars on his back, like cupping, 'remove the fire and pull out the poison'!After several tosses, Mao Xiaofang was so tired that her head was sweating profusely, the ghost aura on Wu Wencai's back had been sucked into the jar, and the bruises were slowly fading away!
Wu Wencai shook his arms, feeling indescribably relaxed.

Mao Xiaofang told him to get dressed, sat on the chair by herself, and said angrily: "You have been learning Taoism with me for about three years, why can't you tell the difference between a human and a ghost?... As the saying goes: People carry ghosts like carrying mountains! Just this A ghostly aura can overwhelm you to death, you really have a lot of brute force... Fortunately, that ghost has no intention of killing you!"

Wu Wencai lowered his head and dared not speak.

Lin Qiusheng shouted from the side: "Master! Wencai said that the ghost wants to buy Yin officials with money. Is this true or not?"

"What?" Mao Xiaofang said angrily, "Aren't you going to buy a ghost officer too?... I think you've lived enough! A ghost officer is not something that ordinary people can do. Didn't you listen to that ghost? You have to die!"

Lin Qiusheng bared his teeth and said with a grin, "Forget it, we don't want to bother you!"

at this time!

A gray pigeon flew in suddenly from outside the door, holding a withered plum blossom in its beak, fluttering its wings and landing on the exhibition table, blinking its eyes at everyone.Lin Qiusheng shouted: "Hey! It's Dong Daochang's gray pigeon." After finishing speaking, he walked forward, pulled out the letter paper from the pigeon's leg, and looked at it written in red ink: The number of days is fixed, and the odd door is broken!Move the hexagrams, the wind is strong!
Lin Qiusheng didn't understand what it meant, handed it to Mao Xiaofang, and asked, "Master, do you see this?"

Mao Xiaofang took it in his hand, frowned and looked inside the room for a while, then suddenly startled, and shouted urgently to Lin Qiusheng and Wu Wencai: "Quick! Pack up, let's go to Yunmen Mountain!"

Lin Qiusheng was stunned: "Master, are we not going to Miaojiang?"

Mao Xiaofang frowned, with a serious expression.Lin Qiusheng didn't dare to say too much, he patted Wu Wencai on the shoulder and said, "It's probably nothing but something important! Don't be dazed, pack up quickly!" After finishing speaking, the two hurriedly packed up their things, wrapped them into bags, Follow Mao Xiaofang and rush to Yunmen Mountain overnight...

A few days later, the master and apprentice came to Yunmen Mountain.

Mao Xiaofang remembered that Dong Ziqing planted a plum grove at the foot of Yunmen Mountain.But at this time, there was a bare tree trunk in front of him, and the branches and leaves had all fallen.Mao Xiaofang looked flustered, and thought to herself: "How did a good plum forest become like this?"

Then he took Lin Qiusheng and Wu Wencai to climb the mountain in a hurry!

Halfway up the mountain, there was a hut, and a person was standing in front of the hut.The man was hooked, wearing a brown-green Taoist robe, with a thin face, high cheekbones, nose bridge and eye sockets collapsed on the face, not handsome, a little ugly.He is 'Plum Blossoms' Dong Ziqing!

Dong Ziqing saw Mao Xiaofang's master and apprentice going up the mountain, so he hurriedly led them into the house.The interior layout is extremely simple, a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a few dried plum branches on the table!

Mao Xiaofang put his hands on one end of his chest, saluted, and shouted: "Brother Dong! I came here in a hurry when I received the news, you..."

"Come here first and have a look!"

Dong Ziqing interrupted Mao Xiaofang, pulled him to the table, pointed to a few dead plum branches on the table, and said, "The hexagram image has not moved! For divining this hexagram, God punished me with three hundred plum trees!"

Mao Xiaofang was stunned: "This is?"

"This is the hexagram image of 'Tian Feng Xi'!"

"Heavenly wind?"

Dong Ziqing pointed to the hexagrams on the table and said: "Look! The main hexagram is the Xun hexagram, the hexagram image is the wind, the Ke hexagram is the Qian hexagram, and the hexagram image is the sky. Five yangs and one yin cannot last long'! When the four lines move, the whole world moves, and it is turbulent!"

"The world is in turmoil..." Mao Xiaofang was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the broken plum branch, and asked, "What does this 'Yin' refer to?"

Dong Ziqing said: "Qi Lianshan!"

"what!"

Mao Xiaofang was stunned there, silent.

I just heard Dong Ziqing say from the side: "My hexagram is called Wan Gua! Now it's Maoshi, and this 'Yi Yin' is coming forward from the southeast. It's the next hexagram for the position of 'Xun'. The number of five and the number of four at the time of Mao, divided by six, and the four numbers obtained by asking for the moving line, the hexagram image is "four lines moving"! The lower hanging is the main pedestrian of "Xun". , Kan is the north, so it can be concluded that someone in the southeast was beaten, and then he went to the north and died!"

"You mean that Qi Lianshan died in the north?"

Dong Ziqing nodded and said: "The hexagrams express their nature, and the lines express their feelings! This hexagram is only true!"

"Who is the real murderer?"

Dong Ziqing shook his head.

Mao Xiaofang bowed her head in silence, and after a while, she asked, "In your opinion, what should we do now?"

"Stop this Miaojiang meeting immediately!" Dong Ziqing said: "Looking from the hexagrams, the world is in chaos now, and both yin and yang are changing! This ten thousand hexagrams, divination occupies the world, and yin affairs in the yang world. Judging from the hexagrams, 'one yin moves five "Yang", since it is Wan Gua, this Yin can also refer to "Fengdu Ghost City", if there is a change in Yin Cao, I am afraid that one of our main discussion faction will be caught in this dispute..."

"Who?"

"Maoshan, Lin Jiu!"

Mao Xiaofang asked anxiously: "Isn't he the top class of Yincao Mingxing?"

"That's right! It's because he works in Ghost Division that he was implicated!"

"We must protect him!" Mao Xiaofang said hastily without thinking, "He is a member of our advocate faction, we must protect him!"

Dong Ziqing nodded, and then moved a hexagram in the hexagram image with her hand!
Mao Xiaofang asked, "Why?"

"Change!"

"A change of mind?"

"This moving line also means changing the hexagram!"

Dong Ziqing said: "This matter is not a foregone conclusion. If there is movement, there will be change! If you move a line, it will become a yin line, and if the yin line moves, it will become a yang line; The Qian hexagram removes the four lines and moves, and the yang line changes to the yin line, which is the hexagram 'Tian Feng Yu'. If we follow the lines in the hexagram, we can conclude that the Qian hexagram is: 'Don't use Qianlong'!"

"Don't use Qianlong..."

"That's right! It means that the time has not come, so don't act recklessly now!" Dong Ziqing paused and then said: "But... the moving line can be regenerated, and it can be restrained! The hexagram image just now, the nine-two line moves, the upper line The dry is the body, the lower dry is used, it was originally a hexagram of comparison and harmony, but when the ninety-two line moved, it became the hexagram of "Tianhuo Tongren"... This is a big danger!"

Mao Xiaofang asked anxiously: "How to resolve it?"

"Now that Qi Lianshan is dead, we must save Lin Jiu, otherwise the number of advocates will not be complete..."

Mao Xiaofang nodded in agreement.

Dong Ziqing said: "The day before yesterday, I calculated that there was a family thirty miles south of this mountain. There lived a mother and a son. The son's surname was Wang. Today, he was haunted by ghost spirits in a coffin. He will die soon... I can plan to get them to come. Resolve Lin Jiu's disaster!" Then, Dong Ziqing looked at Wu Wencai and said, "Nephew, please go to Shannan Town to find an old woman who grinds soybean milk. After meeting, tell her that there is a man named Dong Qigua. Taoist, just do the divination at the tea house in the east of the city!"

Wu Wencai nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Dong Ziqing said to Mao Xiaofang: "There is another matter, Lin Qiusheng needs to be sacrificed to the Dharma!"

"Dedication?"

Dong Ziqing asked Lin Qiusheng, "Are you afraid of death?"

Lin Qiusheng grinned, and was about to answer, turned his head to look at Mao Xiaofang, and said half-jokingly: "Of course I'm not afraid! It's just right to die, and Master will burn me money to buy a yin official..."

Mao Xiaofang glared at him, turned around and asked, "Brother Dong, what are you doing?"

Dong Ziqing said: "The hexagram of 'Heavenly Wind' has five yangs and one yin. 'Yin' is a 'gate of death', and someone needs to fill in the gap! Otherwise, someone will die if the hexagram fails!"

"what do you mean……"

Dong Ziqing said with a smile: "Let Lin Qiusheng fake death to make up for this 'dead door'! Daozhang Lin, do you Nan faction have the technique of fake death?"

Mao Xiaofang frowned and said, "Fake death?"

(End of this chapter)