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Chapter 13 Silver Talisman
It was only after nine o'clock in the morning when the old Taoist led Chen Ziyang home.

Chen Ziyang saw that the Westinghouse was full of things and there was nowhere to set foot.The old man didn't talk nonsense and started to clean up.Chen Ziyang was busy helping the old Taoist.

The old Taoist first set up a fire under the two stoves, divided the cut fat pork into two portions, and threw them into the large iron pots on the two stoves, letting Chen Ziyang watch as the lard was boiled.And told him to add firewood vigorously, the more firewood burned, the better.

The big fat pork oozes lard little by little in the pot, and the pork slowly shrinks and becomes oily.After a while, two large pots of lard were boiled.The oily smell is so fragrant, it makes Chen Ziyang's mouth water.

After Chen Ziyang put the lard into the jar, the old Taoist said something that he will never forget, "It's oily, eat it while it's hot, and eat hard."

Is this still eating the old way for nothing? Is this still the master in Chen Ziyang's heart? Chen Ziyang even suspects that the old way is also possessed by blood spirits, otherwise he has become so generous.

But after thinking about it, Chen Ziyang's mouth was not idle, he made a small half of a large bowl of oil, and didn't stop talking until Chen Ziyang was disgusted by eating.Good guy, so much oil, I have never eaten so much during Chinese New Year.

While Chen Ziyang was cooking and eating lard, the old man disassembled the pig's head and put the cut off pair of pig's ears, pig's nose, pair of pig's eyes and pig's tongue into four big ones. Canned jars.Then put a talisman that had already been written in it, and dripped a few drops of Wang Jili's blood on the talisman, and finally poured the hot lard that Chen Ziyang had boiled just now into the canning bottle, screwed it tightly the lid.

The old Taoist found a cloth bag and put the four cans in it. Regardless of the fire under the stove, he led Chen Ziyang back to the blood coffin.When the old man came here again, the metal water tank was not even one-fifth full.Old Wangtou's second son also arrived, and the caustic soda was already tied to the trolley, ten bags in total.The old Taoist also made him memorize the positions of the four wooden stakes.

The old man buried the four cans and bottles under the four wooden stakes.Originally, Chen Ziyang wanted to ask the old Taoist what these were for, but then he thought that now is the time when he is busy, and it would not be too late to ask later.

After the work was done, the old man took Chen Ziyang home again. Chen Ziyang thought that he would not do anything else this morning, so he ran back and forth.Who knows that the real tiring work has just begun at this time.

As soon as the two returned to their residence, they began to cut the yellow paper into the size of a talisman.Chen Ziyang only remembered that he started cutting the paper after eleven o'clock, and didn't finish cutting until after five o'clock in the afternoon. In the end, he was so tired that he lay down on the kang and fell asleep.

When Chen Ziyang was woken up, he looked at the watch on the wall. It was after nine o'clock in the evening.Chen Ziyang saw that the old man was killing chickens.When the big rooster was caught, it screamed and woke up Chen Ziyang.

It is very strange for the veteran to kill a chicken. First, he cut off the big comb of the rooster from the root, and then quickly squeezed the blood from the comb into the bowl next to it.Then cut off the head of the chicken with a knife, and drip the blood from the chicken body into the iron basin next to it.

There were five or six dead roosters already on the kitchen floor.Among them was a headless rooster that was still moving.There are four big roosters in the chicken cage on the side, and the size of these four roosters should be the most majestic among all the roosters.

When the old Taoist saw Chen Ziyang woke up, he asked him to help catch the chicken.Chen Ziyang went to the chicken pen to see, good guy, the chicken pen was covered with chicken feces in a day, this is really washing the rooster's intestines.

The two of them worked until after ten o'clock in the evening. Except for the four big roosters in the cage, all the other roosters were killed, and the blood of the chickens was filled with several large bowls.

Then the old man started to draw symbols.

The old Taoist first mixed Wang Jili's blood with the half bowl of cockscomb blood and cinnabar, and then took out four pieces of silver talisman paper.

Chen Ziyang once heard from an old Taoist that the material types of talismans include gold, silver, purple, blue, and yellow.

The golden talisman is the most powerful, and the yellow talisman is the least powerful.However, not everyone can use the materials of high-level talismans. They must be able to reach that level of mana.Unexpectedly, the old Taoist was able to draw silver talismans.

Chen Ziyang saw that the old Taoist wrote Wang Jili's name and Wang Jili's birth date on the silver talisman paper with the coloring materials he had just adjusted.There are only four talismans, but after the old Taoist finished writing, he seemed to have done a lot of heavy work. He was sweating profusely and his face looked pale.

The old man carefully put the four silver talismans away, and poured the cinnabar that had been soaked in wine into the large bowls of chicken blood, and asked Chen Ziyang to stir it up.Taking advantage of Chen Ziyang's stirring time, the old Taoist sat down and ate something, and after resting for a while, his face turned slightly rosy.

After Chen Ziyang stirred the chicken blood, the old Taoist began to write the talismans. The difference was that this time the old Taoist wrote the stacks of yellow talismans that they had cut during the day, and the old Taoist would give Chen Ziyang a change after he finished writing one. A blank piece of yellow paper, and code the written spirit symbols.The master of kung fu who changed the paper dipped the mixture of chicken blood and cinnabar with a brush.

Chen Ziyang looked at the talisman carefully, but he didn't know what the talisman meant. The upper part of the talisman looked like the word "imperial order", while the lower part looked like an animal, a bit like a unicorn, with its mouth wide open. The mouth is directed at the word "imperial order".

Maybe the old man is too tired and needs to refresh himself. Seeing that Chen Ziyang was interested in the things drawn on the talisman, he stopped his pen and said to Chen Ziyang: "This talisman is called the Trapped Evil Talisman. The painting is a Pixiu."

"Pixiu? Master, doesn't Pixiu attract money?"

"Lucking money is just a meaning of Pixiu. Pixiu is a ferocious auspicious beast with a mouth but no anus. , can’t come out. This talisman is just like this, it can introduce evil spirits into the belly of Pixiu on the talisman, so as to trap the evil spirits, and finally burn the spirit talisman, and the evil spirits will disappear. This time I just want to use this trapped evil talisman Disperse the blood spirit's resentment little by little. That's why a lot of this kind of talisman is needed."

Seeing that Chen Ziyang seemed to understand but half understood, the old Taoist stopped talking and continued to draw talismans.

Taoist talisman painting must be done in one go, without the slightest pause in the middle, and the formula must be silently recited with righteous thoughts.So Bai Chi Lao Dao didn't even say a word when drawing the talisman, he was very serious.

Chen Ziyang looked at the focused expression of the old man, and he felt admiration spontaneously.During this period of time, the old man shocked him too much. The image of the old man who could only eat and drink in his heart slowly disappeared, and he was replaced by a master with a sense of immortality. Zi Yang's heart slowly grew bigger.

At this moment, Chen Ziyang was startled by a series of shocking noises, and then a stench came over his face.

"I'll go, old man, can you stop farting at such a serious moment."

"Fart is the breath of the human body, so there is no reason not to let it go."

"You can fart, vomit...this stinks too!"

"Your fart is delicious, and your fart can make soup."

"I…………"

(End of this chapter)