My master is invincible

Chapter 1779 Qi Long (80)

Just as I was thinking wildly, the blood hexagram was still beating non-stop.

Regarding this blood hexagram, I am completely disappointed. If I guessed correctly, the reason why Daoist Qingxuanzi agreed to this at the beginning may be that he planned to play tricks on the blood hexagram from the very beginning.

Similarly, Fatty Guo may have planned to play tricks on the blood hexagram from the very beginning.

When I thought of this, I frowned, and I didn't care too much, I turned my head slowly, glanced at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "You two, playing with the dead like this is not what a gentleman does. "

Daoist Qingxuanzi smiled, and said softly: "Xiao Jiu, don't talk nonsense!"

I sneered and stared straight at Daoist Qingxuanzi. It has only been a few years since I changed. Why does a person change so much? The autumn wind draws a fan sadly.

If you dare to change a person, it will be really big, big, too big to be accepted.

I glanced at Daoist Qingxuanzi, ignored him, and looked at Fatty Guo, and said sharply: "Fatty, when did you learn this kind of sneaky tricks?"

As soon as these words came out, Fatty Guo was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Ninth Brother, I...he...."

Before he finished speaking, I gave up, my heart sank, and I said sharply: "You two want to play, don't you? I will accompany you."

After all, I clenched my fists, bent down, and picked up the blood hexagram. Maybe it was the reason why the two of them fiddled with it.

This made my already tense complexion even tighter.

Holding the blood hexagram, I glanced at them again, and said coldly: "Don't you guys like to play tricks on this, I'll let you do it today!"

After I finished speaking, I bit the tip of my tongue hard.

In an instant, bright red blood dripped down the tip of my tongue. I quickly dripped seven drops of blood on the blood hexagram. The coffin of the old scholar moved slowly.

Of course, it seems to be walking, but in fact, when I am walking, I deliberately pay attention to it, that is, every step I take, I walk according to certain rules. Sometimes my steps will lean a little to the left, and sometimes I will lean a little to the right. .

Whenever I reached the seventh step, I would pause, raise my head and stamp my right foot on the ground, and say a word, "Zha!"

In this way, I walked around the coffin 49 times.

During this period, Fatty Guo and Daoist Qingxuanzi once asked me what I was doing, but I ignored them, but I was very clear in my heart.

The action I just did is called "heaviness" in the eyes of us coffin bearers, which means that the meaning of the deceased can be clearly expressed on the blood hexagram through the "heaviness" method, and there is no need to distinguish between yin and yang hexagrams , Bao Gua.

However, the consequence of doing so is that the performer will fall into a deep coma for up to 24 hours after 72 hours.

To be honest, what I did just now was purely a decision made with extreme anger. The way.

No, after walking around the coffin for 49 times, I stared straight at the two of them, and said coldly: "If you have the ability, you continue."

After I finished speaking, I shook my hands, and the hexagram of blood smashed towards the top of the old scholar's coffin.

The moment the blood hexagram hit the top of the coffin, I immediately closed my eyes, straightened the five fingers of my right hand, and slapped the ground heavily, chanting a few incantations.

The spell I recited this time is the most basic spell for our coffin bearers. Generally, coffin bearers would recite this spell. In the eyes of our coffin bearers, this kind of spell is called "Shen Yu". , then this kind of incantation is called, the language of ghosts.

This incantation is very short, only 28 words, 'Since the method of inverting the scepter is clear, the choice of hexagrams is unknown, and the traces are clearly divided and combined, it is necessary to examine whether it is right or wrong. '

To be honest, after being a coffin bearer for so many years, I have never understood what these 28 characters mean.

However, whether it is Lao Wang, Gao Lao, Shou Hou or some other Eight Immortals, they will read these 28 characters. I once asked Lao Wang what these 28 characters mean.

He didn't know what Lao Wang told me.

I asked Mr. Gao, and like Lao Wang, he also said he didn't know.

In the end, I took these 28 characters to ask the old scholar, and he said something inexplicable to me. He said: "We Hunanese speak with a Hunanese accent, Cantonese speak with a Cantonese accent, and Shanghainese speak with a Cantonese accent." He speaks with the accent of a Shanghainese.”

After the old scholar said this to me, he didn't say anything more. No matter how I asked him, he never opened his mouth.

For a long time, I have been delving into the meaning of these 28 characters, but the result made me very disappointed. I didn't find out what these 28 characters mean at all.

However, from the tone of the old scholar, I have drawn a result, that is, these 28 characters may be a certain language, strictly speaking, it is very likely to be the language of our coffin bearer.

However, this is just my guess. As for what these 28 characters mean, it has always been the biggest doubt in my heart.

And the reason why I read these 28 characters beside the old scholar's coffin is because I feel that since the blood hexagram involves the old scholar, it might be useful to read it out.

No, I opened my eyes immediately after reciting the incantation, and found the blood hexagram standing upright on the ground,
Seeing this situation, I breathed a sigh of relief, turned my head to look at Fatty Guo and Daoist Qingxuanzi, and said softly, "You two, please continue."

After all, I didn't talk anymore, so I found a clean place beside the Yin-Yang Gua and sat down, intending to watch how they planned to make the Blood Gua dance.

The Daoist Qingxuanzi obviously saw what I meant, smiled slightly, formed a finger with his right hand, chanted a few spells, and then walked towards the blood hexagram.

When he walked to the side of the blood hexagram, the Daoist Qingxuanzi didn't know what he had thought of, or what was going on, he actually took out a dark blue talisman from the Qiankun bag he carried with him and stuck it towards the blood hexagram .

Seeing this, I didn't say anything, and let Daoist Qingxuanzi fiddle with the blood hexagram.

After fiddling for about 2 minutes, his expression suddenly changed, and he spoke slowly.

This time, he spoke words so fast that I could even clearly feel the temperature around him drop.

But, even so, the blood hexagram has been standing there, motionless.

Suddenly, Daoist Qingxuanzi didn't know if he was bewitched by an evil spirit, or what was going on, he rolled his eyes upwards, and then, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and he stood straight on the ground Face down.

(End of this chapter)