My years as a fortune teller

I remember eating with Erpang a few times, and I would wipe the bowl like this at the end.Er Fat once said to my ear that I don’t even need to wash the dishes, and the clean ones can be used as mirrors.

Of course, this is an exaggeration. I learned this from my father and master.Those who have suffered and those who practice will not waste a little food...

After eating, I washed the dishes and took a walk outside with Master.I saw Da Hui running around and playing happily.After returning from the walk, Master will take a lunch break.

I also fell asleep for a while, and when I got up, I saw that Master hadn't woken up yet.I went to the door and took a bamboo basket and shovel and walked towards the toilet.

The toilet is on the slope to the right of the fence gate.The brother dug a hole somewhere, and built three boards side by side, leaving a wide gap in the middle, and surrounded a shed with wooden boards and thatch.

Although this toilet is rarely used, Dajie is still here, so the smell can be imagined.I cleaned up everything inside and out, and then put all the excrement inside into the bamboo basket, and then poured it into a pit not far away, which is the place we used for composting.Get some more soil to spread on the bottom of the toilet pit.

After finishing these things, I turned around and found Master and Dahui sitting not far away, smiling and looking at me.I walked over and said to Master, "The toilet is ready, shall we go to transplant chrysanthemums?"

The master stroked his beard and said, "Go and wash first, and see that your body stinks, and you have transplanted chrysanthemums."

I murmured softly: "I'm dizzy, it's not because of you that I cleaned up the toilet, it's because I stink." Then I ran to the mountain spring to wash up.

When I came back, Master was already sitting by the big bluestone drinking tea. When he saw me coming, Master told me to sit down: "We are going to transplant chrysanthemums tomorrow morning. You can go and get the silver slave." The silver slave took it out and handed it to the master with both hands.

Master looked at Yinnu as if he was looking at an old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.The master gently stroked Yin Nu, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

I know Silver Slave must have his own story, and it's a sad one.Master looked at me: "Do you want to know the story of the silver slave?"

I nodded vigorously and poured another cup of tea for Master.The master took a sip of tea and said: "Silver slave was not like this at first. He is a murder weapon. I don't know how many people have their hearts and livers dug out alive by its first owner. I don't know how many babies were killed by it. Another master killed..." I was taken aback when I heard this: "Could it be an evil knife?"

Master didn't answer me, but raised his head to look at the blue sky, and left two lines of tears...

Ancient China was an era of constant wars.Where there is war, there is death, both normal and abnormal.There is one kind that is killed and eaten by one's own kind. This kind of cannibalism was not uncommon in ancient times.Especially during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, there was a general named Zhao Siwan, who belonged to the wicked among the wicked.

This man was originally the Yajiang of Zhao Kuangzan, the Jiedu envoy of Hezhong. After Liu Zhiyuan, the great ancestor of the later Han Dynasty, became emperor, he transferred Zhao Kuangzan as the Jiedu envoy of Yongxing.Later, Zhao Siwan rebelled and made Li Shouzhen the king of Qin, and Li Shouzhen appointed Zhao Siwan as the envoy of the Jinchang Army.

After Zhao Siwan led the army to occupy Chang'an City, he killed women and children as food for the army because there was no food.Every time he chooses unmarried virgins with good looks, tie the living people to the pillars to cut open their stomachs, and use an ancestral dagger called "ghost car" to cut off their livers and eat them with wine.

He ate the liver, but the person whose liver was removed was still screaming.And he laughed at the side, and put the "ghost car" into the open stomach, feeding the knife with blood.It is said that he ate a total of 66 live hearts and livers.

The "ghost car" was originally a famous evil beast in ancient times, and the weapon named after it must also be an evil knife.Later, Zhao Siwan was arrested and killed together with her son in the downtown area.It is said that on the day of the beheading, Qingtian thought of Thunderbolt... The culprit was then killed, but the evil knife "ghost car" mysteriously disappeared.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, one day a monk from the Western Regions found Han Qi, a famous blacksmith at that time.Legend has it that Han Qi once found the fragments of the three evil knives sealed in the Taimiao of the Shang Dynasty, and cast them into three guillotines—the dragon head guillotine, the tiger head guillotine and the dog head guillotine, so he became famous.

The monk from the Western Regions took out a broken dagger and hoped that Han Qi would help him restore it.Han Qi looked at the nine-headed bird engraved on the handle of the dagger and the bloody murderous look revealed by the dagger, and Han Qi immediately concluded that it was the evil weapon "ghost car" that disappeared during the Five Dynasties period.Looking at that monk again, he seemed like a good man anyway.Han Qi said that he was too old to accept this business.

Seeing that Han Qi was unwilling, the monks from the Western Regions threatened the lives of the whole village and family members.Under forced helplessness, Han Qi had to repair the broken blade for the monks in the Western Regions, but he could not make the broken blade after several times of re-smelting.

Finally, Han Qi bit off his tongue and dripped blood on it, and the "ghost car" magically reunited.The monks in the Western Regions were overjoyed when they saw it, and left a lot of money as a reward.

Han Qi didn't accept it, because he knew that the "ghost car" would bring another bloodbath to the world.He couldn't stop this, so he took his family to hide in the mountains.

Sure enough, babies disappeared in the surrounding villages soon after.The government couldn't find it all the time, and this incident attracted the attention of an expert in Maoshan.

The expert thought that someone might be practicing sorcery, so he searched the surrounding scriptures carefully, and finally found that it was a monk from the Western Regions who was practicing a kind of "Vajra Zen".

This angered the Maoshan expert, so the two went through a bloody battle.The monk from the Western Regions was beaten to death on the spot, and the Maoshan expert also suffered serious internal injuries.

This Maoshan master took the "ghost car" from the monks in the Western Regions and wanted to find a place to heal his injuries.But not long after walking, he passed out beside a river...

I don't know how long after Maoshan Gaoren woke up, he found himself lying in a hut, and an old man was feeding him medicine...

Maoshan Gaoren endured the severe pain in his body, and hurriedly touched his arms.When I touched something still there, I often let out a sigh of relief.Although the old man feeding the medicine was strange, he didn't ask any more questions.

This expert knew that his injury could not be cured by ordinary medicine, and that his soul had been seriously injured, so he lay on the bed every day, and took out the evil knife when there were no outsiders-"Ghost car "Look, try to find a way to seal the evil power of this evil knife.

Holding the "ghost car" and thinking about it today!Hearing a "bang", the expert hurriedly looked up.I saw the old man who was looking at him staring blankly at him, and there was a broken bowl on the ground.

The expert hurriedly asked what was wrong, and the old man yelled and ran out.The tall man hurriedly got off the ground and limped around looking around.Finally, I found it by a river, the crying old man.

The expert asked what was the matter, and the old man watched the expert kneel down in front of the expert with a plop.Then he asked him nothing, and after a few hours, the old man wiped away his tears and helped the expert back to the residence.Then the old man took out a pen and paper, and told the expert about the pain in his heart.

It turned out that this old man was Han Qi who had lost his tongue.That day, I brought my family to the mountains not far from my own village and stayed here.Later, when he heard that a child was missing, the old man thought it must be something strange done by the monks from the Western Regions.

The old man was suffering day and night. In order to get a little comfort in his heart, the old man's family came to this place, hoping to find the monk from the Western Regions one day.

He also knew that the monk would definitely come to him again, because the blood from the severed tongue was not ordinary blood, but the trick to seal the evil spirit in the sword that his master taught him when he was learning how to forge a sword.Someday go out to inquire about the news.I saw a Taoist priest in a coma by the river and carried it back...

Hearing this, this expert knew that it was no wonder that when he was fighting with the monks from the Western Regions that day, he felt that the power released by the weapon in his hand was limited by something, and could not reach the maximum.Otherwise, you might not be who you are now.

The Maoshan master later found out that he knew that there was a missing child nearby, and he traced all the way and finally found the monk from the Western Regions.And after a big battle with the monks in the Western Regions, and the shocking death of the monks in the Western Regions with Lei Fa, he said aside.Han Qi was relieved when he heard it, and let out a long breath, and then asked the expert how to deal with the "ghost car".The tall man shook his head...