Yue Ji

Chapter 201
What I am writing in this chapter is the Zhu Youshu that has been passed down for thousands of years in Chinese history and still exists today.

Of course, the specific technique of congratulations is not the same as the steps I wrote here, and the congratulations are even more different.

The reason why I wrote this thing so seriously is because this Zhu Youshu, which is a kind of witchcraft, has always been a mystery, an eternal mystery.

Whether it is the "Huangdi Neijing" handed down from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the "Zhu Danxi Heart Sutra" in the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, or the "Compendium of Materia Medica" in the Ming Dynasty, or simply put, almost all of the famous Chinese medical classics for thousands of years have mentioned this. "Bless you".Historically, in the Tang Dynasty, among the thirteen departments of medicine, there was even a special "Forbidden Curse Department".Moreover, this inheritance was not expelled from the Imperial Hospital until the Qing Dynasty.

I am a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. Now I am in the folk, and I can see snake bites, and some sores and small poisons. Children who are frightened are treated with this witchcraft method, and to be honest, the effect is quite good.

This is an eternal mystery, but I think that a piece of knowledge, no matter whether we can figure out its principles or not, if it has not been eliminated after thousands of years, maybe there is something worthy of our direct attention.

(Finally, because this chapter has four to five thousand words, Chapter 2 may not be delivered until after nine o'clock. Please wait.)
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The posthouse where the Jin envoy lived was not too far from the Qi Palace, but within half an hour, everyone arrived.

Rejecting the swordsmen's idea of ​​carrying her away, Young Master Jing Ling got out of the carriage with a pale face. Then, he lifted the curtain and signaled the maidservants to carry her off.

Wei Luo wasn't as strong as he was, she let a few women support her and entered the room.

They came to Yipianyuan.Here, the best witches in Linzi City are waiting for them who have been hurriedly invited.

This witch is thin and pale, with cloudy eyes and many white beads.Therefore, when he looks at people, he seems to be rolling his eyes at you, and he also seems to be staring at the ghost behind you.

The witch was dressed in sackcloth, and the clothes on his lower body were very short, reaching only to his calves, exposing his bare feet, which were also pale and dry.

When Wei Luo was helped in, Young Master Jingling had already arrived.He was kneeling in the middle of the house, facing north, his tall body leaning back slightly, his handsome sculpture-like face was as pale as paper.

Wei Luo glanced at his bleeding wound, then looked at his eyes that were still dark and unfathomable, looked at his waist that was still kneeling straight despite being so seriously injured, suddenly thought, such a A proud man, maybe when he faces death, he will sit upright like this, with such a dignified appearance, majestic and intimidating.

All the servants helped Wei Luo over and placed her next to Prince Jingling.As soon as he supported her to sit on the bed, Young Master Jingling turned his midnight-like eyes to look at Wei Luo, and with a strong pull of his left hand, he pressed her upper body down so that Wei Luo's head rested on his bent knee. on both knees.

Wei Luo's vision was dim, his heart was beating rapidly, his hands and feet were weak, he pressed her on his knee like this, let her pillow him, Wei Luo didn't struggle.

Young Master Jingling stretched out his left hand, supported her head and moved it towards his lap, until she felt more comfortable on the pillow, then let go of his hand.

Just like this, the blood in his chest oozed even more panicked.Wei Luo clearly saw that the blood had made his right side of the skirt wet again.She accidentally touched it, and found that the placket was hard because of repeated blood oozing, and it also exuded a strong bloody smell.

Smelling the thick bloody smell, Wei Luo lowered his fingers.
But at this time, Young Master Jingling stretched out his left hand, and gently placed it on her cheek.When the rough joints touched her delicate skin, what came out was a bloody smell so strong that it made one's heart choke.

As soon as the two sat down, all the swordsmen and servants bowed and retreated in unison. They retreated neatly to the corner on the west side and knelt down without saying a word.

The witch moved.His white and black eyes stared at Wei Luo and Young Master Jing Ling, and hissed, "Please congratulate each other in peace!"

Hearing this, Young Master Jingling lowered his eyes, and as soon as he lowered his eyes, he caught sight of Wei Luo's round black eyes, and couldn't help saying in a deep voice: "Son, it's a matter of life and death, and I wish you sincerely!"

Wei Luo knew what he meant.

So, she also lowered her eyes, keeping her heart clear, and in the trance humming in her mind, she repeatedly thought of one sentence: God, ghosts and gods, let my wounds heal!

At this moment, the whole room became silent.

Wu Jian both lowered their eyes to pray to the heavens and ghosts, and walked towards them slowly with a bowl of water in their hands.

Although his steps were slow, they were big. The witch took three steps and came to the side of the two of them.

Wu stopped when he was only one step away from Wei Luo and the two of them.

As soon as he turned around, he, like Wei Luo, was facing north.

The witch faced the north, dipped the middle finger of his right hand in a little water from the broken pottery bowl, and flicked the water towards the north window.

As the water drops popped out, Wu sang loudly: "The sky is above, and the earth is below! Ghosts and gods are in the midst!"

Then, he dipped his fingers in a little more water, flicked the water towards the north window, and said in a high-pitched hissing voice: "There is a couple who were wounded by swordsmen."

This is the second drop of water and the second sentence of congratulations.

Then, the witch dipped in the third drop of water, flicked it towards the window for the third time, and sang again: "Today I offer two dogs as sacrifices, the soul prays for each other, and bestow peace! Duh—as urgent as an imperial order!"

The third sentence Wu uttered was almost sung out loud. If Wei Luo hadn't been in a trance, he would have been taken aback.

As soon as he finished speaking, he held the broken pottery bowl on top of his head, twisted his waist, and circled around Wei Luo and Young Master Jing Ling with his bare feet.

His circling is more like dancing. Every dance step is swaying here and there, but it is calm and methodical. Moreover, with his dancing steps, from some corner, there is a distant ringing sound.

The bell sounded far away, every time the witch danced three steps, the bell would ring.Every three steps, the bell rang again.

After a while, the dance stopped and the ringing stopped abruptly!

And the place where Wu stopped was the place where he danced just now. He had already circled Wei Luo and Young Master Jingling three times.

After the witch stopped dancing, he knelt down slowly facing the north again.

He just held the bowl of water on top of his head, and knelt down on his knees.

After kneeling down, the witch uttered some strange monosyllable incantations that were incomprehensible.

After a while, the bell rang suddenly!
As the bell rang loudly, Wu Yiran held the water in his hands like this, and stood up stiffly from the state of throwing his body to the ground.Such a difficult movement, although the witch did it stiffly, it was extremely fast.

Wu turned his head, stepped forward with his left foot, and took a step around Young Master Jingling and Wei Luo again.As soon as he took this step, his left hand tilted slightly, and the water in the pottery bowl dripped down slowly, drop by drop.

He walked very slowly, and the water dripped slowly, drop by drop.

Once again, Wu used this method to circle around Wei Luo and Young Master Jingling.

Wei Luo, who kept his eyes closed and prayed to the sky and ghosts according to the custom of the time, suddenly found that the atmosphere around him was different.

This is a very strange feeling, as if around her, in front of her eyes, and around her side, a thick foreign body that looks like water and mist, more like a living being, began to permeate.

Wei Luo didn't open her eyes, she continued to pray earnestly.

The witch walked away step by step, and the water formed a circle around the two of them drop by drop.

When Wu took the last step back to the original place, his footsteps stopped, and the water in the bowl dripped wetly on the ground.

This is a very strange thing.Because the ground is just a hard ground, if such a drop of water dripped down, it should seep into the ground immediately, leaving no trace.However, it happened to be clear and bright, forming a water drop mark on the ground.No, it should be a circle of water droplets.

And at this moment, Wei Luo in the circle could clearly feel that the watery mist-like foreign body was happily surrounding her body, swimming and playing.

This is a very mysterious feeling.

After Wu stood where he was, his forehead was already dripping with sweat.

He turned his head, stared at the swordsmen with his white eyes, and hissed, "Success!"

Two swordsmen entered in response.

Each of them held a living, struggling adult dog in their hands.

In their hands, the two dogs kept barking anxiously, and the barking was even a bit shrill, as if they were afraid.Their tails were also flicking wildly, their heads struggled non-stop, and their teeth were wide open, desperately trying to bite the wrists of the two swordsmen.

Of course, no matter how hard they struggle, they cannot bite.

The two swordsmen strode out of the circle of Wei Luo and the two of them, stood side by side at the same time, bowed to the north, and then turned their heads.Press the dog in his hand and release it into the circle.

Their actions are really pressing.

Because, when the dogs were in the air, their barks were already hoarse and extremely shrill!They seem to be pulling up all their strength, trying to break free from the hands of the two swordsmen.

The two pressed the two dogs heavily into the water-shaped circle.

Strange to say, the two dogs suddenly quieted down as soon as they entered the room. They seemed to be suffering from hypochondrosis. Not only did they not make a sound, but they stopped struggling.In both pairs of eyes, the pupils are dilated.They all appeared semi-comatose.

The two swordsmen withdrew.

Wu turned around, knelt down facing the north again, and kowtowed three times.

Then he stood up.

He stood outside the circle like this, still holding the bowl in his left hand, and stretched out his right hand under Young Master Jingling's back, and pulled heavily, with a sound of "Zi--", he pulled the wound covering his wound with great force. All the cloth strips were torn off.

In an instant, the brown chest and back of Young Master Jingling, and the wound that was bubbling with blood, appeared clearly in front of everyone.

Because Wu forcefully tore off the cloth strips, the tender flesh around the wound had been torn apart, and the blood flowed more violently.

Wu ignored his bleeding wound.He strode up to Wei Luo, still only stretched out his right hand, and pulled the cloth wrapped around her left wrist so heavily.

Amidst the sound of "Zi", the strips of cloth fluttered down, and Wei Luo's bone-turning, blood-drenched wound appeared clearly in front of everyone.

However, no one made a sound.

The witch stood up.

He carried the two dogs so that they were slightly closer to Wei Luo and Young Master Jingling, and then he turned one dog's body so that its back was within a straight line of one step away from Young Master Jingling's chest and back wound.

Similarly, he picked up the other dog and spread its forelegs so that the back of one of its forelegs was within a straight line of one step away from the wound on the back of Willow's wrist.

After doing all this, Wu stood up.

His right hand dipped a drop of water from the pottery bowl, and with a whoosh, he flicked the water onto the back of the dog in front of Young Master Jingling.

Then, his right hand dipped another drop of water, and with a whoosh, the water bounced to the dog's forelegs in front of Wei Luo.

After flicking these two drops of water, Wu's forehead was dripping with sweat.

At that moment, he tilted his head and drank half of the water in the bowl in one gulp.

As soon as he drank the saliva, he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and sprayed half of his mouth on the wound of Young Master Jingling. Then, he lowered his head again, and sprayed the other half of the water on the right flank of the dog in front of Young Master Jingling. place.

After spraying, Wu suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Shi—"

This drinking sound was hoarse and heavy, it was like the sound of grinding iron.

As soon as the drinking sound fell, Wei Luo felt strangely, those things like mist and creatures suddenly rushing towards one direction.

She opened her eyes involuntarily.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a strange scene.

Young Master Jingling's wounds are starting to close, close, visible to the naked eye.

Pieces of red meat were turned over and collected, and the blood flowed less and less, less and less.

On the contrary, the dog lying in front of Young Master Jingling had a hole in the same wound as Young Master Jingling on the right flank, and the hole was getting bigger and bigger. Blood gushed down.

But in the blink of an eye, Young Master Jingling's wound no longer oozes blood.However, the wound was not as good as before, but the red meat was turned over, which was worthy of a skin trauma.

In Wei Luo's shock, the witch walked towards Wei Luo.

Wei Luo found that Wu's face was already pale at this time, obviously exhausted.

He walked up to Wei Luo, tilted his head, and swallowed the remaining half bowl of water in one gulp.

Then, as soon as he lowered his head, the water in his mouth was sprayed on Wei Luo's wound on the back of the wrist, and the other half of the water was also sprayed on the same part of the dog's forelimb in front of Wei Luo.

After spraying, Wu's body began to shake, and his face became even paler.

At this time, Wu took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and shouted with all his strength: "Shi—"

At the same time as the shout came out, Wu's body fell to the ground with a "bang", his eyes closed, and two swordsmen rushed forward to lift him up.

Wei Luo, who was astonished, immediately noticed that there was a soft "sizzling" sound from her wound.

It was a very strange sound, as if there was some kind of force pulling on her wound in her wrist, making muscles meet muscles, bones meet bones.

Wei Luo lowered his head.

She opened her eyes wide and saw in astonishment that the exposed white bones on her wrist were slowly approaching, and the eversioned wounds were pulling each other tightly.

Blood flowed less and less, less and less.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw that the dog in front of her had a bloody hole in the instep of its foreleg.The blood hole is getting bigger and bigger, and the white bones inside can be seen in a blink of an eye.

After a while, Wei Luo's wound healed, just like the young master Jingling, her turned out flesh was still turned out, looking bloody and bloody.

After a while, Young Master Jingling stood up, supported Wei Luo, and walked out of the water circle.

When Wei Luo looked back, he found that the two dogs were already very angry at this moment.

Young Master Jingling's face was still pale, but his spirit was obviously better.

He strode up to all the swordsmen who had stood up and stood solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "Witches have made meritorious deeds, and they will be rewarded generously!"

"promise!"

As soon as the swordsmen withdrew, he turned his head to look at Wei Luo. When he turned his head, he found that Wei Luo was still looking at the two bleeding dogs in the water circle, with shock and doubt in his eyes.

He stared at Wei Luo with eyes as dark as midnight, and said slowly: "Zhu Youzhi's way is really a common witch thing, what is the origin of the child, so you are so curious?"

Wei Luo ignored it.

Young Master Jing Ling stared at her, sighed softly, and in the midst of the sigh, he still explained: "We both suffered serious injuries. If you wish to change from a dog to a human from the object of the spell, the witch will not be so tired."

What?Transferring such serious injuries to others?

Wei Luo was startled.

Just startled, she sighed inwardly: The slaves must be transferred, and in this world, slaves have the same fate as pigs and dogs, so why should I be surprised?
When she was thinking like this, Young Master Jing Ling had already held her little hand tightly and said, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)