Su Hao looked at Uncle Feng and saw that the latter had white hair and white eyebrows. He spoke and acted in an old-school way. He and Su Hao were together for about two generations. Uncle Gui didn't know how to adapt. He stretched out a palm and shook it. , said uncertainly: "Fifty?"
Uncle Feng directly picked up a piece of potato peel and threw it at Su Hao, "I'm only 45."
Su Hao continued: "This friend of mine should be younger than you, he seems to be only around 42."
Uncle Feng rolled his eyes and said, "At our age, do you think it's appropriate for him to become my disciple?"
Su Hao added: "But your Maoshan sect never has many disciples, so you can't let the Maoshan lineage die, right?"
Uncle Feng glanced at Su Hao with a complicated expression.
If the apprentice this time was Su Hao, he would agree without saying a word.
From what he knew, Su Hao was smart and his skills were not inferior to him. It was said that his ancestors had Taoist priests, and the Maoshan lineage also belonged to Taoism. If he accepted Su Hao as his disciple, it would be a strong alliance, and he would definitely be able to bring him together in the future. The Maoshan lineage carries forward.
It's a pity that someone else has to take the initiative to become a disciple.
Otherwise it would be shameless.
A prim and proper old virgin like Uncle Feng would definitely not take the initiative to accept Su Hao as his disciple. He would not even reveal his thoughts, otherwise others would say, "Are you worthy?"
He might die of shame.
Uncle Feng said: "Then what can be done? Now even the Hong Kong Island government is saying that we must believe in science and eliminate superstition about scenery. Our Maoshan lineage has become yesterday's dusk. How can it be resisted by the will of God?"
Su Hao guessed that there were many rules in the Maoshan lineage, and becoming a disciple was an extremely serious topic. If Uncle Feng refused, there was actually a compromise, which was to let Johnston learn a few Taoist techniques from Uncle Feng, and It is not necessary to have the title of master and disciple.
Just treat it as a deal.
"Actually, Uncle Feng, you don't need to accept him as your disciple. You just need to teach him a few techniques to exorcise evil spirits. This friend of mine is generous and loyal, and he will be rewarded in time."
Uncle Feng frowned and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It's not impossible."
"You can ask your friend later to see what he wants to learn."
Then Uncle Feng briefly introduced the inheritance of their Maoshan lineage.
The Maoshan lineage mainly uses talismans. Whether one can draw talismans and what color talismans can be drawn basically represents the level of a person's Taoism.
According to the type of talisman material and difficulty level, they are divided into gold, silver, purple, blue and yellow.
Among them, the golden talisman is the most powerful, requires the most skill of the caster, and consumes the most skill, followed by the silver talisman, and so on.
Yellow is the most common talisman. Most Taoist priests can only draw yellow talismans or use yellow talismans throughout their lives. For example, Uncle Feng can only draw yellow talismans. As for other talismans, they are passed down from ancestors and belong to the heritage of the master. Use one less one.
In addition to talismans, there are also corpse-suppressing techniques.
The Kuixing kick that Uncle Feng had shown before was a kick technique used to deal with zombies.
As for Feng Shui, this one is relatively obscure and difficult to understand, and it was almost lost when it was passed down to Uncle Feng.
Uncle Feng himself doesn't know much about Feng Shui, he just scratches the surface.
Others are some spells unique to the Maoshan lineage, mainly palm thunder and inviting gods.
Among them, the thunder in the palm is specially used to restrain all evil spirits, and it was also lost when it was passed down to Uncle Feng. As for inviting gods, it is an exclusive benefit for the upright disciples of Maoshan lineage.
In layman's terms, it is a method of communicating with the underworld and asking the ancestors of the Maoshan lineage to come down and help slay demons. The five ghost summoning technique used by Uncle Feng earlier is one of the exclusive spells of the Maoshan lineage. These five ghosts are actually the ancestors of the Maoshan lineage in the underworld. servants or private soldiers.
In addition to these exclusive spells, there are also some methods to exorcise evil spirits and suppress corpses.
For example, glutinous rice can remove toxins from corpses.
Coffin nails and ink fountains restrain zombies and more.
Spells are difficult to learn, and they involve some key areas. People who are not disciples of the Maoshan lineage will not know how to teach them, but some small means of exorcising evil are not so important.
These are all summed up by our predecessors, and teaching some of them does not violate the teachings of our ancestors.
Su Hao nodded and went out to deliver the message.
Johnston was naturally ecstatic.
After the two went to the house to talk, Su Hao sat alone in the shadow of the yard and became bored, looking at several round watermelons soaked in the wooden basin. He couldn't bear it for a moment, so he picked one out and turned around. Looking for a kitchen knife.
As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a conversation between Uncle Feng and Johnston.
"Zhuangzi, right? Have you encountered something in your life recently?"
Johnston couldn't think about it for a while. He had encountered not only some things but a lot of things in recent times, most of which were related to Su Hao.
Thinking of this, Johnston nodded reluctantly.
Uncle Feng strode in front of Johnston, stretched out his hand to roll Johnston's eyelids, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "The problem is not big, I just encountered some evil spirits. I will give you a talisman later. You can burn it after Mix it with water and drink it to expel the yin energy from your body."
Johnston asked again: "What Yin Qi?"
Uncle Feng immediately shouted, "Aren't you a ghost lately?"
Johnston was at a loss for a while, and then he remembered Amu's existence.
The conversation just now conveyed a message. As soon as Uncle Feng met him, he could see that there was a trace of yin in him. With just one move, Uncle Feng's image of an old farmer in Johnston's eyes was instantly changed.
Before, Su Hao kept saying that he was being brought to meet an expert. After meeting Uncle Feng at the station, Johnston suddenly felt disappointed. When he looked at Uncle Feng again, he saw that he had white hair and white eyebrows, and his brows were frowning. Angry, with his hands behind his back, he had an aura of superiority.
Johnston immediately softened and said with a smile: "Hao really didn't lie to me. I did encounter a ghost a few days ago. You are really sharp-eyed. I have always wanted to learn some methods of exorcising evil spirits. For no other reason than the fact that I usually encounter ghosts." Some of the customers I visited occasionally encountered strange things, and they learned how to defend themselves and help customers solve their problems."
"I wonder if Uncle Feng will accept a disciple?"
Uncle Feng said: "Our Maoshan lineage has very strict procedures for accepting disciples. You and I are not destined to be masters and disciples, but I can teach you some methods of exorcising evil spirits. You follow me."
Then the two of them entered the back room from the kitchen.
After a while, Uncle Feng returned to the kitchen from the back room.
Su Hao had turned back to being a guest and squatted on the side of the stove to eat watermelon. Seeing Uncle Feng's face beaming with joy, he asked for credit: "How, this friend of mine is pretty good, isn't he? Isn't he very generous?"
Uncle Feng smiled sheepishly and said: "Your friend is indeed very generous and gave me [-] Hong Kong dollars for tuition. However, I did not treat him badly. I gave him some talismans for self-defense and personally gave him the exorcism manual of our Maoshan lineage. He sees how much he can learn in these days depends on his ability.”
Su Hao smiled and said nothing. This time the middleman was done, which was a good thing for both of them.
Uncle Feng misunderstood, thinking that Su Hao was laughing at him for asking for money. He coughed and took the initiative to explain: "There is actually a reason why I don't accept him as my apprentice. I am not trying to prevaricate you for no reason."
Su Hao ate the watermelon and nodded.
"Appreciate further details."
Uncle Feng picked up a piece of watermelon, took two bites, and slowly explained: "Most of the spells from our Maoshan lineage have been lost to me. Now the only thing I can use is talismans. The problem is that making talismans is very difficult. It consumes one’s energy and energy, and it also depends on one’s understanding. Your friend is no younger than me, so it’s too late to enter the industry at this time.”
"If he is just a hobbyist, learning some methods to exorcise evil spirits, plus some talismans I gave him for self-defense, is almost enough."
Su Hao nodded again, "I think what you said makes sense."
Uncle Feng asked: "Since he is your friend and your magic is not bad, why don't you teach him personally?"
Su Hao's spells all come from the system, where can he teach them?
He suddenly laughed and said: "Although he is my friend and one step older than me, how can I have the nerve to accept him as my disciple? Besides, our family's magic can only be passed on to direct descendants, and it is passed down from male to female, so I am not good at it either." It goes against the team training.”
Uncle Feng nodded, "That's it."
Next, the two of them shared a watermelon.
Uncle Feng started working again.
He cut the potatoes into pieces, took out the beef he bought in advance from the refrigerator, chopped it, stirred it with seasoning, poured oil into the pot, fried the beef until golden brown, took it out, and then poured the potatoes into the iron pot. Mix beef and boil together.
The firewood in the earthen stove is very powerful, and seasonings are constantly thrown into it during the cooking process.
Su Hao didn't dislike Uncle Feng's vulgar cooking skills. This kind of one-pot stew method was very suitable for Uncle Feng's character. He was a single man. He wanted to have enough food for one person and the whole family would not be hungry. It was as simple as possible.
After a while, the aroma of beef came out of the stove.
It just so happens that the glutinous rice is almost ready to be steamed.
Uncle Feng moved the rice cooker for steaming glutinous rice to the coal stove and turned it to low heat. Then he found a wooden stand from nowhere and urged Su Hao to wash his legs first. After he wiped them clean, he asked him to put the zombie The bitten ankle was placed on the rice cooker to be steamed.
There happened to be a vent in the middle of the rice cooker. Su Hao's ankle was right above the vent, less than 20 centimeters apart. The steam hit Su Hao's wound, causing him to retract his leg like a cramp.
Uncle Feng asked from the side: "Is the distance too close?"
Su Hao frowned and said, "I'm afraid I'll be able to eat pig's trotters in a while."
Uncle Feng added: "You raise your leg a little higher, but you must ensure that there is a stinging sensation at the wound. The distance cannot be too far. You can decide the details yourself."
After Su Hao adjusted the distance, he felt much better.
"Uncle Feng, how long will this smoke take?"
Uncle Feng looked at the bag of glutinous rice placed in the corner of the kitchen, "I actually have no experience. I think it should be fine after steaming this bag of glutinous rice."
Su Hao's body trembled, this damn thing can cook at least three pots.
Chapter 234 Unreliable Li Ang
Su Hao and Johnston stayed directly in Uncle Feng's hometown.
The weather in September is sultry during the day, but at night, the sea breeze blows and it becomes much cooler.
After smoking with the steam of glutinous rice for about an hour, Uncle Feng used the crushed herbs to apply to Su Hao's legs. The injured area was cold. That night, the three of them stewed beef with potatoes and each had two large bowls of glutinous rice.
After dinner, they sat together and chatted. Su Hao and Johnston mainly explained the process of encountering zombies. During this period, Uncle Feng also explained the details of dealing with zombies.
Strictly speaking, the one who bit Su Hao is not called a zombie, but a zombie, and its level is lower than that of a zombie.
Real zombies are invulnerable and extremely powerful. It is almost impossible to defeat a zombie with human power, and it is also extremely difficult to twist off the opponent's neck.
The best way is to attack with fire.
After bragging, a few people washed up and got ready for bed.
There are not many entertainment activities in the countryside. They are just playing with mobile phones, watching TV and listening to the radio. However, smartphones have just come out and data charges are extremely expensive. This is not the point. The point is that the signal here in Uncle Feng's hometown is extremely poor.
Su Hao was assigned a bamboo bed.
Johnston was assigned a woven bamboo lounge chair.
Uncle Feng went back to the bedroom to sleep by himself, with a mosquito net inside.
A few people directly placed the guy under the eaves of the courtyard, with a plate of lit mosquito coils next to it. It was cool and quiet, and there were no mosquitoes to disturb him, so he had a good sleep.
The staple food on the second day is still glutinous rice, but it is fried glutinous rice.
Because the glutinous rice given to Su Hao the day before yesterday was not eaten at all.
In order to entertain the two of them, Uncle Feng went out in the morning and exchanged some preserved fish for some old people from the same village. These things must have been pickled with sea fish. They looked tough (a homophone for "harmony") and they were huge.
A fish is at least as long as an arm.
Uncle Feng's method is still to stew in one pot. Chop the cured fish into pieces and soak them in warm water for half an hour in advance. The side dish is cucumber, which is just right to use the cucumber to absorb the fishy smell inside the cured fish pieces.
While Uncle Feng was going out, Johnston secretly came over to ask Su Hao, "Yesterday I asked Uncle Feng how to open his eyes. Uncle Feng said that most of the yin and yang eyes are born, and it is extremely difficult to open them the day after tomorrow, and the best time to open them is When children are young, because their yang energy is weak at that time, they are most likely to see unclean things."
"Then I told him about the cow's tears, but he kept saying it didn't make sense."
"The question is, after I used cow's tears, my Yin and Yang eyes did open. What happened?"
Su Hao laughed.
"It is true that ordinary cow tears cannot open the yin and yang eyes, but the cow tears you bought have a certain probability of opening them."
Johnston understood the key instantly, "You mean, it's because of Li Ang?"
Su Hao nodded.
Johnston suddenly realized, "No wonder, I think there is nothing wrong with this guy. Could it be that he is also an exorcist?"
Su Hao thought for a while and added: "Not only is he an exorcist, but he is also a genius with late-stage paranoia. People usually call this type of person a psychopath. Have you ever heard of this?"
"Genius is on the left, madness is on the right. There is often only a very blurry line between genius and madness."
"Soon, we'll see this guy."
According to the time, the Seven-Day Soul Resurrection Night is not far away.
Su Hao will naturally come to the scene in person when the time comes, and Li Ang will most likely show up, but I don't know whether Johnston will stay here to continue studying, or go back with him.
The current relationship between Johnston and Uncle Feng is very strange. There is no master-student status. It is more like paying for a private tutor. Moreover, the teacher is not the secret of Maoshan, but just some common methods of exorcism.
Johnston paid [-] Hong Kong dollars and some time.
How much he can learn depends on his ability.
Two days later, the black wound on Su Hao's ankle was almost completely smoked. After being smoked for two consecutive days, something like pus and blood would automatically flow out from it.
By the third day, the pus and blood disappeared and a crust began to form.
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