This year, Sun Weimin had left his father for more than three years. In these three years, he had traveled far and wide and had been to many places. He was no longer the silly boy who would study wheels whenever he saw a car. In these three years, he had relied on the yin and yang skills he had learned to help people drive away diseases and cure evil, dig graves and bury them, and choose mansions. He had accumulated a lot of yin and yang virtues and had a good understanding of the yin and yang industry. He had also seen many things that ordinary people could not understand and imagine. His skills had also increased a lot. She also became famous in the industry, known as Little Yin Yang.
Master Yin Yang could also be called Master Feng Shui. Feng Shui was actually looking at Yin and Yang, and there was a reason behind it. In this world, there were two connections, Yin and Yang. For example, a bulge was yang, a depression was yin, the back was yang, the chest was yin, men were yang, women were yin, sand was yang, and water was yin. In the end, Feng Shui was the result of the interaction of yin and yang. Yin and Yang do not mix can not produce Fengshui effect, as the saying goes-Yang from the left to the left, Yin from the right to meet, who knows the principle of Yin and Yang, why worry about the earth not meeting.
Master Yin Yang, who was good at craftsmanship, could decide life and death, understand the secrets of heaven, eliminate evil spirits, pass through the underworld, save lives, and avoid disasters. It could be said that he had remarkable abilities. However, such experts rarely showed themselves in the world, and they were even more unwilling to become famous. Most of them flowed into the world, secretly accumulating Yin Virtue, or returned to their hometown and did not care about the world. As for those Mr. Yin Yang who had left their heads out and set up stalls in the market, they rarely had real skills. Most of them were ostentatious and deceitful people who only knew a little or even nothing about the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes. Such people were called "Blue Dao" in the industry. On the contrary, they were called "Red Dao", meaning that they had real talent and learning.
Of course, there were also very few people who had real skills, but were greedy for money and relied on their skills to earn money. However, such people often hired a "master". Once the "master" got angry, not only would they lose their skills, but they would also be punished. The outcome was often not good. It was better for those who had no skills and only relied on their eyes and tongue to intimidate others.
Speaking of " masters ", some people in the industry would hire " masters " to use their " master's " divine arts to show off their skills. The " master's " divine arts were great, so the disciple's skills were naturally good. If the " master " could not hold back, the disciple would also be unlucky. It wasn't difficult to invite a " master ". After being instructed by someone, one would burn the yellow paper and kowtow. It would depend on whether the master would like you or not. As long as you invited him, the craftsmanship would naturally be there. Of course, there were also " masters " who came looking for him. As for why, there were too many explanations. It mainly depended on the mood of the " masters ". In fact, most of these masters were Earth Level Deities, such as Lady Snake and Huang Daxian. They borrowed the hands of mortals to cultivate and accumulate virtue. There were also disadvantages to inviting a "master". Most "masters" had their own preferences. Some were greedy for wine, some were greedy for food, some liked to sleep, some liked to wander, and some liked to sleep in the room. Some liked to eat small insects and living things. When a disciple invited a "master", he would also invite his preferences. He had to satisfy the master's needs. It could be said that he had no choice. Moreover, there were many taboos for a "master". There were people he could not see and places he could not go. It was the same for his disciples.
It was easy to invite a master, but difficult to send him away. The temperament of an Earth Immortal was very strange. Betraying or being abandoned by a master was a very serious matter. A master would bring you a lot of trouble and even torture you for several generations. Your descendants would also be unlucky. Therefore, it was better not to try to hire a "master" easily. This was not a joke. In general, hiring a "master" was to lend one's body to the "master". Some places were called "top immortals", while others were called "divine men".
Those who hired a "master" often couldn't travel thousands of miles. If they were far away, the "master" couldn't protect them and could only live in a very small area. If any "disciple" was disobedient and insisted on traveling far to show off his skills, the "master" would think of ways to torture them and make them unable to leave. A few years ago, something like this happened in the industry. A Yin Yang expert had replaced some "Earth Immortal". His craftsmanship was very good. He had saved people's lives and repaired bones. His reputation had spread for a while. This year, a senior official from his hometown had asked him to go thousands of miles away to help his son, who had been paralyzed by a soldier digging a cellar. This Yin Yang knew that he had gone thousands of miles away, but he did not dare to refute the senior official's face because of his feelings, so he could only agree. On the day he left, something happened at the train station. A boy suddenly fell in front of Mr. Yin Yang, foaming at the mouth. Seeing that it was a small problem, Yin Yang wanted to show off in front of the senior officers. He volunteered to take out a silver needle and poke it into the boy's philtrum. He did not expect that the needle would take his life. If he went to court, he would naturally not be able to leave. He would even be imprisoned for more than a year.
Sun Weimin and the kidnapper's father had learned proper craftsmanship and relied on knowledge to train their skills. They had a deep understanding of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, the Book of Changes, and the Eight Trigrams. They had entered the Dao by comprehending the Dao and had already become cultivators through experience. As for how capable he was now, only he knew.
On this day, Sun Weimin came to Beijing. This historical capital city made Sun Weimin's eyes light up. It was really the highest mountain in Yanshan, like a city in the sky. It was the main knot of Beiping. The dragon originated from the middle of Kunlun Mountain and stretched for thousands of miles. The dragon's momentum was long and the beauty of the wall was great. The mountains and rivers gathered together, bringing the Yellow River and Tianshou. The Yalu wrapped around the back. The Jieshi Rock was the key to its door. It was the best in the world. It was surrounded by mountains and the sea, and it was as solid as a golden soup.
Sun Weimin came to Beijing this time, in addition to wanting to see the world, he also wanted to visit Panjiayuan Antique Market. After a few years, Sun Weimin felt that his craftsmanship was too poor and he couldn't deal with many big troubles. He hoped to dig out some "true scriptures" from the market, so that he could be bold and increase his weight.
When Sun Weimin rushed to the antique market in a daze, the sky was already dark and he had missed the time. The market had already closed. There were very few pedestrians on the streets in the middle of winter. Only the cold wind blew against the eaves and rustled. Sun Weimin's good mood was also blown from the bottom of his heart to the soles of his feet.
Sun Weimin calculated that he would find a place to fill his stomach first. He still had not found a place to stay at night. He turned the corner and found a cover to enter a small restaurant.(In the 1980s, restaurants were all under the guise of blue, but not red.) There were four tables in the restaurant, and none of the customers looked very lonely. The light in the room was not very bright, only a 100-Watt yellow bulb was lit. There was an iron stove in the middle of the room, and on it was an aluminum pot with a black shell and a black lid. The spout of the pot was steaming as if it was already cooked. This dim feeling coupled with the thick smoke smell unique to small restaurants. This made Sun Weimin feel very uncomfortable, and his appetite couldn't help but decrease.
At this time, a 30-year-old lady wearing a white hat and white coat came up to him and said warmly,"Big brother, come in and do it!"
Sun Weimin felt very familiar with the accent. He knew that this big sister was also from the northeast and he could be considered a fellow villager. He followed her to a seat near the stove.
"Big brother, what do you want to eat? Dumplings or buns? "We can also make soup noodles," the lady said as she wiped the table in front of Sun Weimin with a rag.
" Dumplings, just half a catty," Sun Weimin said. "Where's the wine? What wine? Why don't you order some casual wine?”This sister was very familiar with him. Before Sun Weimin could answer, the wine glass was already placed in front of Sun Weimin. It was really the habit of the Northeasterners. The more dumplings they drank, the more wine they had.
Sun Weimin couldn't reject this gesture, so he asked for another three taels of wine. Soon, the dumplings were served. Sun Weimin didn't say much and let the big sister ask questions. He stammered and answered.
Just when Sun Weimin felt that this lady was so enthusiastic that she was affecting his normal eating, the restaurant door opened and two more people came in. They were both in their thirties. They were not tall, but they were very strong. One of them was even the kind of strong and fat. When he sat there with his big butt, the stool made a sound.
With these two, Sun Weimin finally had peace. He ate the dumplings in peace and ignored everything else.
Just as Sun Weimin finished eating and was about to get up to pay, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the two people who came in. He couldn't help but carefully size them up. With a look, he really could see that something was wrong. It wasn't that there was anything special about these two people's looks. It was just that these two people had very strong Yin Qi. Looking at their age, they should be at the peak of their anger. Where did such a strong Yin Qi come from? Sun Weimin couldn't help but be puzzled, especially the one who was slightly thinner. It could be said that he was surrounded by Yin Qi and his evil aura was leaking out. There was a high chance that something unclean was following him.
Sun Weimin wanted to go up and talk, but he felt that it was rude, so he had to sit down and listen to their conversation while thinking.
The fat man stuffed dumplings into his mouth as he muttered. "Old Hu, when are you going to sell the things you looted this time? "I'm poor now. I'm just short of going up the mountain to fight guerrilla warfare." It seemed that he was really poor. After saying that, he lifted his broken shoes and continued to complain,"Look, we're going to split up soon. If it was summer, we'd definitely fill the house with water."
"Fatty, is that all you have to show up for? Did the people nurture you for nothing? The capitalist class was not good. What was wrong with being poor? Besides, do you still wear cotton shoes in the summer? "What are you worried about?" The thinner one lectured the fatty beside him while desperately sweeping the dumplings on the plate, as if he was afraid to eat one less than the fatty. He didn't even look at the soles of Fatty's shoes.
"Come on, the people didn't train me to go out and touch gold. It's all my fault for not knowing people well and getting on the pirate ship. I'm a long-term worker for the landlord. It's hard for me to make a name for myself."
"Fine, fine. Do you think that I won't feel uncomfortable holding it? But for some reason, this thing just couldn't get out. Also, I feel like someone is following me these few days. I feel a cold breeze behind me when I sleep at night."
"Ah, isn't that big brown boy chasing after us? It's impossible to be so far away, right?" Fatty asked in surprise.
" Don't talk nonsense. Even stuffing can't stuff your stinky mouth. Back then, the Gang Gang Camp should have fed you to the bears," the thinner one said while pointing at the fatty beside him with the red chopsticks of the restaurant.
" That stupid guy. I'm afraid he didn't even have a seed left. It would be great if he still had it. That thing can be sold for a good price now." Fatty seemed to have recalled something and shook his head unwillingly.
When he heard this, Sun Weimin also understood the general situation. It seemed that these two were fighting thieves. In layman's terms, they were tomb raiders. No wonder the Yin Qi was so heavy. Doing this kind of business was extremely harmful to Yin De, and it was common for them to provoke unclean things. It seemed that these two were especially unaware of the impending disaster.
Sun Weimin didn't want to trouble himself. He knew that in a place like the capital where the dragon qi gathered, the ones who appeared would definitely not be soft persimmons. Most of them were masters of the weather. His craftsmanship might ruin his reputation and ruin his ability. If he lost his life, Sun Weimin didn't dare to think about it.
He hurriedly paid the bill and planned to leave as soon as possible. However, when he passed by the two people, he couldn't help but use his skills to test them. This was a professional habit. He felt itchy if he didn't take a look.
At a glance, the fatty was still alright. Although the Yin Qi was heavy, the evil was not deep into the bones. The thinner one was not too optimistic. The three Yang on top of him had already been extinguished twice. It was not far from being possessed by a ghost.
There were three lamps in life. Yang fire could not be extinguished and Yin could not be invaded. The thin man did not look sick, but two of the Yang fire had been extinguished. He must have been hit by Ghost Blows Out the Lamp.
Speaking of which, ghost blows out the lamp and lighting the lamp in a robbery fight were two different things. When a person was born, they were born with three yang flames, one on the head, one on the left shoulder, and one on the right shoulder. They would always be lit up. Only when the evil spirit or the yin wind invaded the body, such as illness, disaster, robbery, or encountering evil, would the lamp be extinguished. If three lamps extinguished, the person would be dead. The lamps on the thin man's shoulders had already been extinguished. Looking at the way he was invaded by evil, he must have been blown by an unclean evil creature. In the trade, it was called ghost blowing the lamp.
When a person was safe and healthy, the three lamps were still around. Some evil things could not get close to them. At this time, people were very angry. If evil things got close, they would let the Yang fire burn their bodies. Therefore, if evil things wanted to torture a person, they had to extinguish the Yang fire first. However, as the vitality of the human body, the yang fire was not so easy to extinguish. However, when the time was not good, the yin virtue was lost, and the sun was on the body. When the yin wind invaded for a long time, the yang fire would be extinguished. Even if it was not extinguished, it would become very weak. At this time, there would be evil things coming out to blow the lamp.
The lights were blown out at night when Yin Qi gathered, such as when Yin Qi was heavy (the middle of the night was Yin within Yin) or when Yang was wrong and Yin was wrong (there was a day of Yang's wrong and Yin's wrong every month, which was not suitable for everything). Evil spirits usually called out their names or patted their shoulders to blow off the lights. When people were at home or walking at night, they would always hear someone calling their name or always feel that there was something watching them from behind. At this time, if they were called out, they might turn off the lights as long as they answered. If the lights went out two times, they would be in danger. However, evil spirits could only call out three times. Therefore, when they were called out at night, they should not be in a hurry to answer. They should wait a few more times. After calling out four times, it was unlikely to be an evil spirit.
When you encounter a pat on the shoulder, it is when you feel that there is something behind you. Turn your head to the left and the left light will go out. Turn your head to the right and the right light will go out. Therefore, don't turn your head back at night. There was another way to deal with slapping or shouting, which was to kick the ghost. Actually, it was simple. When something felt wrong, before entering any door, one could spit and step on it three times to kick away the evil thing that followed them (It was a little unsanitary, so I let the public down).
The two people in the restaurant had too much yin energy. It must be because they often entered the netherworld. The yang fire tools were no longer strong. It was not strange for ghosts to blow out the lights. Cause and effect were self-inflicted. They could not blame others. However, since Sun Weimin had run into them, it could be considered fate. Sun Weimin plotted against them. Today was the 10th month, the day of Yin's mistake. It seemed that these two were going to be in big trouble today."Forget it, I'll help him." Sun Weimin sighed.
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