After discovering this problem, I thought highly of Qing Xuanzi, just with this eyesight, I could make a lot of shame, and I was about to say a few words to praise him, but he spoke again.

He said, "If you look at the inside of the wooden box, there are red marks on every corner of it, and this red mark may not be a problem in the eyes of your eight immortals. However, in the eyes of our Taoist priests, it is different, and our Taoist priests do things, and they are the most taboo to fall red. However, the four corners of the wooden box are red. ”

I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him why. He said: "Because 'Grandma Foshaw' was invited by the deceased herself, she needs to paste red on the four corners and cover her aura with four reds, so that 'Grandma Foshaw' will not clash with herself, so that she can better protect her." ”

After hearing this, I thought about it, there are many taboo things to invite God, just like many 'gods' are invited to their homes, they need to cover their golden bodies with a piece of red cloth, and this red cloth cannot be covered by Taoist priests, it must be covered by the lord's family himself.

After figuring this out, I glanced at the ground and asked him, "What do you think of the embroidery needles on the ground?" ”

Qing Xuanzi was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to touch the ground, thought about it, and said, "This embroidery needle should be used to calm 'Grandma Fuxiao', let it stay here, and bless the owner here." ”

I don't understand something, it stands to reason that 'Grandma Fowlie' is taboo with metal. However, now Qing Xuanzi said again, use an embroidery needle to suppress it, which makes me a little confused.

He seemed to see my doubts and said, "Metal and red can counteract each other's negative effects, just as yin and yang are the same thing." ”

I thought about it for a while, and his words were not unreasonable, if the metal was compared to yang, the red in the four corners was yin, and one yin and one yang were guarded next to 'Grandma Fjo', I am afraid that the effect would be much better, and if I put it alone, I am afraid it would hurt the master.

After thinking about these things, I squatted next to Qing Xuanzi and didn't speak, thinking in my heart that the deceased's Taoism should be very high during his lifetime, otherwise he wouldn't have understood so much, let alone make such a 'Grandma Fuxiao' begging for a son.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, another thought popped up in my heart, if the deceased's Taoism was high during her lifetime, she should be able to see the disaster of being bedridden for three years with her ability. Once she sees it, she can do a Taoist thing to resolve this catastrophe, there is no need to let herself suffer three years of bedridden in bed, you must know that the best thing the 'fairy wife' is at is to prevent disasters for people.

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't figure out what was going on, so he told Qing Xuanzi about the content of the previous chat with Wang Chengcai and the doubts in his heart.

After hearing this, he frowned and said: "This is also something I am distressed about, I calculated for the deceased, she did not have three years of bed in her life, but the reality is that she died after staying in bed for three years, which is inconsistent with numerology." ”

I took a moment, according to Qing Xuanzi's statement, the disaster of being bedridden in the past three years should not have appeared in her life, what is going on?

The two of us squatted in the bamboo garden and thought about it for a long time, but we didn't understand what was going on, and Qing Xuanzi kept pinching his fingers to calculate something, and every time he was halfway through the calculation, he would shake his head and start counting again.

Until about five o'clock in the afternoon, Qing Xuanzi slapped his palm on his thigh, laughed, and said: "I know what's going on, the disaster of being bedridden for the past three years should not be her own numerology, but something imposed on her, which is the so-called retribution." ”

The meaning of his words, I know very well, the so-called retribution is not in numerology, but is derived from everyone's words and deeds and ordinary behavior.

Immediately, I nodded and said, "It is very likely that the deceased has suffered retribution for the three years of bed confinement, but there is one point, I still can't understand, why did she suffer retribution?" ”

He glanced at me, smiled, and said, "The lord's family invited me to break this 'Grandma Fjo', and other things have nothing to do with me, and besides, I don't have the ability to calculate what the deceased has done and suffered retribution." ”

After saying that, he ignored me, stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and took out a talisman, the color of the talisman was a little strange, not the yellow [color] we usually see, but silver.

Strange to say, after he took out the silver talisman, there was no wind in the entire bamboo garden, and the red cloth on the head of Grandma Fowlott' actually moved to the left, and I glanced to the left, and not far away was the hall of Wax Tree Village.

Immediately afterwards, Qing Xuanzi held a silver talisman in his left hand, formed a Dao finger in his right hand, and recited a long spell in his mouth.

I don't know what happened, but as he recited the incantation, I could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the bamboo garden had become a little different, and the air had become extraordinarily fresh.

After reciting the incantation, he walked towards Grandma Furshaw with strange steps, first tapping his finger on the bamboo man's forehead, and then placing the talisman on the bamboo man's navel.

Just after the talisman was pasted, Qing Xuanzi sat on the ground, breathing heavily, looking very tired, as if attaching the talisman was a very hard job.

I stepped forward and was about to help him up, but he stopped and said, "Chen Baxian, this funeral may be a conspiracy, you had better leave here with a stammer, otherwise, I am afraid that it will cause trouble." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I said, "Why? ”

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked frightened, and said: "When I was pasting the talisman just now, it seemed that something was stopping me, that thing was so strange, if I didn't guess wrong, it should be the 'Grandma Fjou' in front of me." ”

I was startled, and involuntarily took two steps back, and said in a trembling voice, "Isn't it?" According to Feng Shui, 'Grandma Fjo' is just an aura, using her aura to affect the aura of the human body, thereby changing people's destiny and allowing people to have things that they should not have, how did it become like this in your mouth? ”

He glared at me and said lightly: "We belong to different industries, from the perspective of feng shui, it is indeed as you said, but, in the eyes of our Taoist priests, once a person has a deep contact with 'Grandma Fuxiao', it will make 'Grandma Fuxiao' come alive and have the will of a person." This kind of thing is called a demon by us, and it is not something that you eight immortals can understand, you had better leave here immediately, and don't let 'Grandma Fushaw' worry about it, otherwise, I am afraid that you will not be able to leave Wax Tree Village." ”

"Is it really as serious as you say?" I asked, curling my neck.

He nodded and said, "What I'm saying is quite light, maybe even more serious than this." ”