Chapter 263 Evil Magic
At night, there are no stars in the sky.
The stalls outside the Empress Temple have long since been removed. The street was empty, with no signs of passers-by, as if the hustle and bustle was just a flash in the pan.
At the entrance of the temple, there were servants from the Zhu Mansion, patrolling back and forth.
Master Zhu changed his tone and looked back gloomily at the only lit temple among the splashes of ink.
"Has the mother of the two children settled down?"
The housekeeper quickly said: "Go back to the master, they are resting in the dormitory. The slaves watched them drink the water that was mixed with drugs. They have fallen asleep now. No matter what happens outside, they can't wake them up. Bad It’s our son’s good deeds.”
Mr. Zhu nodded with satisfaction.
Don't blame him for being cautious.
In fact, these poor devils are like leeches sucking human blood if they get some benefits.
If you can't sleep in the middle of the night, especially if your mother's child is seriously ill, you can't worry about sneaking out. It's not good to be found out.
He glanced at the sky and ordered the housekeeper to guard the outside and not let outsiders get close. After doing this, he went inside.
In the Buddhist hall where the golden statue of Guanyin Buddha is enshrined, incense is being lit.
Mr. Zhu knelt down with his hands clasped together and his face soft and pious. There were two boys beside him wearing the same clothes as him.
One was in good spirits, but couldn't calm down, looking around with round eyes.
The other one was very sick, unconscious and unable to kneel firmly.
However, Mr. Zhu was considerate and placed him down.
The uniform beating sound of the wooden fish seems to disperse the impetuous heart. A dozen monks sat in a circle around them, chanting awkward Buddhist scriptures.
Mr. Zhu pushed open the door and entered.
The boy looked over and saw that he quickly turned his head back and knelt down, imitating Mr. Zhu's kneeling gesture.
A wild child with no rules.
Mr. Zhu moved his eyes away, looked at Mr. Zhu for a moment, and then walked inside.
There's a side room over there.
It is usually used by monks to interpret fortunes for pilgrims.
He opened the curtain and entered. As the figure entered, the curtain was lowered.
It was dark and dark, and an old man in black robes sat inside. Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and his exposed hands were as rough as tree bark.
Mr. Zhu took a step forward respectfully and poured him a cup of tea.
"Wizard He, everything is almost ready outside. Look..."
The wizard cleans his hands and takes the yellow talisman.
He bit his finger and squeezed out the blood.
Add a few drops to the prepared porcelain bowl.
There was also blood in the porcelain bowl, which belonged to Mr. Zhu, and was mixed with cinnabar.
His eyes fell heavily on Mr. Zhu, and his voice was high-pitched and hoarse: "Including the two outside, how many children are there in total?"
Mr. Zhu thought for a moment.
"There are two dogs every year from the age of six, almost forty."
Wizard: "I've said it from the beginning. If you use this kind of thing too much, your body will lose Yang Qi, and the effect will become worse and worse."
Mr. Zhu didn't care: "Your reward is indispensable."
The wizard said no more.
He picked up a pen made of chicken feathers and dipped it in blood to write the talisman on the yellow talisman. At the same time, he wrote a string of small characters on the back. Attached is Mr. Zhu’s birthday and horoscope.
After doing this, he lit the other two boys' birthday zodiac signs and threw them into the stone bowl on the table.
Nine tiles are placed beside the stone bowl.
He murmured and waved the wooden sword. Seeing that the eight characters were about to burn out, he attached the yellow talisman to the wooden sword and stirred it in the stone bowl. The yellow talisman was ignited, but it burned extremely slowly.
The wizard kept circling around the fire, muttering something.
At this moment, the movement of the wooden fish outside became louder, and the sound of chanting sutras overwhelmed the wizard.
There was obviously no wind, but the windows made a loud noise.
The wizard wielded his wooden sword and drew talismans in the air.
It’s very difficult to make one stroke after another.
At the last stroke, the yellow talisman was burned out.
The top of the stone bowl was burned to ashes. He solemnly put Mr. Zhu's horoscope inside.
Finally, the wooden sword broke pieces of tiles.
When the last piece of tile split into two pieces, a fire suddenly burst into flames.
The smile in Mr. Zhu's mouth grew bigger and bigger, looking distorted under the firelight.
The ashes made from the talisman and the horoscope were mixed with water by the wizard and divided into three cups.
The boy kneeling outside didn't know what was happening here. He was very sleepy.
But A Niang said that he was chosen by the Zhu family because of his profound blessings. She must cooperate with the Zhu family to get through this year and buy him a rolling lantern to play with tomorrow.
Mr. Zhu came out with a tray.
Mr. Zhu finally moved and stood up to take it.
After Mr. Zhu walked in, the boy stretched his neck and looked over. There were filled snacks and three glasses of dark water inside.
He knows what's inside.
It's spiritual water.
The chosen boys all have to drink.
In previous years, when he was sick, my mother-in-law would get him some incense ash to drink, saying that it would be blessed by the Bodhisattva.
Although he felt it was of no use, he still had to take medicine when he was sick.
But what Aniang said must be right.
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Besides, seeing a doctor for medical treatment costs a lot of money.
The spiritual water Mr. Zhu gave him was beyond comparison at home.
The incense ashes were burned by pilgrims in one day, and there were so many eminent monks chanting sutras to consecrate it.
Eating it must be good for your health.
Mr. Zhu touched the head of the boy next to him who was breathing weakly, and did not forget to smile at him: "Are you hungry? Eat some snacks to cushion your stomach first."
"Is your name Rokuro?"
The boy nodded heavily.
Mr. Zhu is as gentle as a spring breeze.
"It's been hard on you today."
"This spiritual water..."
He looked at him steadily.
"You drank voluntarily, right?"
Although the boy didn't know why Mr. Zhu asked, he still nodded: "Yes."
"Good boy."
The boy took it and was about to drink it when he saw that the side window was kicked open and someone broke in.
The wizard was gagged and bound out by the officials.
Mr. Zhu's expression suddenly changed.
Mr. Zhu is even worse.
There was even more chaos at the door, with many officers and soldiers arriving.
But no one from the Zhu family who was standing outside could hear the news, which showed that they had been controlled for a long time.
The leading official, who was the new county magistrate of Wuyang City, kicked open the door and also kicked Master Zhu over.
He glanced sharply around and finally landed on the wizard.
"I received a report from someone that the Zhu family was practicing forbidden magic to fool the people and harm people's lives."
Obviously, the Yamen had already sent officials to keep an eye on him.
The county magistrate looked very unhappy.
Being sent to Wuyang City is much better than those small places in Ze County.
He was proud of this.
After taking office, I felt that this was a good place for outstanding people.
I even felt that the Zhu family was rare.
Not long ago, he went to praise the Zhu family in front of Yushi He, and even asked for a favor. Let your Excellency personally nominate the four words "Bo Shi Ji Zhong" and bestow them on the Zhu family.
He's a joke.
"Arrest them all! Go back and interrogate them."
"Yes!"
Following this order, the officials filed in behind him.
At the same time, an official came to report: "Sir, those two women can't be woken up, I'm afraid they were drugged."
The magistrate had a stern look on his face.
Although it has not been confirmed whether it is a forbidden technique by the imperial court.
But the behavior of the Zhu family and the old man in black robe was really abnormal.
Not to mention that when you first come to take up the post, you need merit.
If he didn't check just the word "forbidden technique", the black gauze hat on his head would be the only thing that got out.