"The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains" has 12 parts, which are altar dipping, preaching, witch doctors, Gu cultivation, talismans, forbidden spells, divination, praying for rain, dreams fulfillment, body plagues, worshipping gods, and solids. The whole book is copied in traditional characters, interspersed with many scribbled notes, catalogues and experiences, half a finger thick, and some miscellaneous feelings are recorded in the last chapter.

Because it is a traditional Chinese character and a hand-copied copy, it is half written and half white, and there are few chapters and pages, so it is very difficult to read.

When I was doing my grandmother's funeral, my mother was worried about Zhongzhong, but I didn't pay much attention to these things, except for reading the thick book when I was idle and bored, I was so busy with funerals that I almost forgot about swallowing insects and Gu. On the third day after the funeral, I packed my bags and prepared to return to Dongdongguan, while my mother left me to wait at home for two more days.

"For what?" I asked her that my mother had told me that tomorrow would be the first day of the new year to see if what my grandmother said was true.

The mother said with a sad face: "She never told lies to her family. Alas, she was going to let me take over, but I was afraid of insects, so I just refused, and then she didn't mention it again. Why did it pull you in? Alas, I knew that I wouldn't have asked you to come back. "I laughed at my mother's fuss, but I didn't care, and promised to stay at home for a few days and find friends to play with.

The next day I came back from eating and drinking at a small house, and it was late at night, but my mother did not sleep.

She asked me why I didn't listen to her and didn't stay at home. I saw that her face was pale, and her lips were biting tightly, and I only thought that she was sick, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. My mother said no, and she and my father sat in the hall, waiting for twelve o'clock with a serious expression.

I found that there were two more bundles of red cloth and a few handfuls of mugwort grass on the door beams of the hall at home, and there were some fine pieces of millet next to the wooden threshold. Seeing that they were in a heavy mood, I myself felt a little uncomfortable, and my mother saw that I didn't believe me, and told me some stories from the past:

The Miao people are divided into seedlings and mature seedlings, and the seedlings are isolated Miao people, while the mature seedlings are sinicized, mixed, do not live in the village, do not sacrifice, but the Miao Festival, and don't even speak Miao language. My grandmother lived in Dunzhai all her life, and it was a seedling village in her early years. In the old days inside, the authority of the patriarch was greater than the sky. And the only thing the patriarch is afraid of is my grandmother. When my grandmother was young, she was a beauty in ten miles and eight towns, and many people were greedy, and then she didn't know what happened to Lu Dao, so she learned witchcraft from the goddess in the Miao village in the deep mountains.

The goddess of Miao Village is just a title, there are men and women, and the goddess that my grandmother followed is a man.

The Miao people are good at raising Gu, especially the Miao people on this side of the 100,000 mountains. In the early years, the mountains were not developed, inaccessible, poisonous snakes, centipedes, lizards, earthworms, toads and other poisons were all over the mountains. My grandmother's master was a master of Gu cultivation, and before the liberation, he was even quite famous in the entire Xiangxi area. But he later died, in a mountain den and no one cared for it, and the intestines of the corpse were stretched five meters long by wild dogs, and all the maggots were white flowers.

Later, my grandmother became the goddess of Miao Village.

In 1950, there were bandits in Xiangxi, and a bandit leader from Xiangxi passed by Dunzhai and fell in love with a girl in the village and wanted to rob him. Later, there were too many barbarians in Miao Village, and they were not afraid of death, so they levied some grain and left. Grandma just muttered a few words to them, but didn't say anything more. Later, the liaison officer of the People's Liberation Army in the town told the people in the village that the eighteen people of the bandits, including the leader, who were entrenched in the Qingshan Boundary, were all killed, dying of a vicious disease, and hundreds of insects poured out of the corpses.

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My mother told me a lot about my grandmother in fits and starts. Some of these are from the honest grandfather, and some are from the old people in the village, I learned that Lu Dao has always been regarded by me as a feudal superstitious grandmother, and there is such a beautiful thing when I was young. It was not until the seventies and eighties that the administration went to the countryside, and the village gradually contacted the outside world, and the grandmother began to fade out of the field of vision of outsiders.

"When you went to work, we all stopped you, but your grandmother helped you see the incense, she said that you are as good as jade and need to suffer, and said that you should go to the outside world to suffer a little, which will help you in your future life. So, you still have to thank your grandmother for the way you are now. My mother said. I smiled and didn't pick up. Over the years, I have also learned some things about fortune telling, which pay attention to the truth and falsehood, and it completely belongs to the category of psychology.

At this time, the electronic clock in the hall suddenly reached twelve o'clock, and the sound of the bell rang out.

My mother suddenly stopped and didn't speak, and looked at me in fear along with my father.

Puzzled, I turned my gaze to the glass decoration next to the shrine in the hall. I saw that in the mirror, my face was as withered as gold leaf, and it was frighteningly yellow, and black lines were wandering on my forehead. I stared as I saw a sharp cramp rising from the left side of my abdomen, wave after wave of water that was raging like a tide...... I watched as my mother seemed to say something to me, but my ears couldn't hear anything, and then I felt like the world was destroyed—but I wasn't unconscious.

Then I felt a mass of stuff wandering between my stomach and my belly.

Yes...... Yes...... It hurts, it really hurts J8!

The pain lasted for ten minutes, and my mind was unusually clear for ten minutes, and every trace of pain was clear and vivid, and then the world was distorted, and there seemed to be ten thousand evil spirits crawling out of the ground.

Later, I heard that someone quantified the pain level and said that a woman would give birth almost 10 times more often if she had broken a rib. I always thought that I should have been in twice as much pain as I was in childbirth – because I also broke my ribs a few times later on.

When I regained my senses, I found myself lying on the ground, sweating and drenched as if I had just been fished out of the water. My mother and my father were so frightened that they didn't dare to come and help me. There was a puddle of water on the ground, sweat, and my incontinence feces and urine, which smoked the hall to a stinking smell. My mother was scolding the soul: "You old immortal, even your grandson is harmed, and you deserve to die for the rest of your life." You old immortal, don't come and pester my family Lu Zuo again......"

She scolded very badly, this is the custom of our hometown, if the elder dies and comes back to find his relatives, he must scold him back. My hands and feet were cold, and it took me a long time to believe that it was not a dream, and I shivered and got up.

A question suddenly occurred to me, today, which should be my grandmother's first seven.

That night I studied the book my grandmother left me in the middle of the night, but because it was too sloppy, my mood was complicated, and I was always in fear of the unknown, so I didn't find much.

Early the next morning, I took the county bus to a tertiary hospital in the city, and after registering the number, I did a full body examination, and spent nearly 6,000 yuan. However, in the afternoon, the doctor told me that I was in good health, very healthy, and I did not have the same sub-health status as ordinary people, and that my body functions were gradually changing in the direction of a good one. In the perspective films I took, I didn't see anything more in my body.

I told the old doctor who received me about my situation. He was silent for a long time, and told me about two possibilities:

1. Psychological or psychiatric hallucinatory pain, which often occurs in drug dependents, patients with mental illness, and taking stimulant drugs, nervous plant pollen, etc.;

2. There are many things in the occult that science can't explain, such as the situation I encountered. The term "Gu cultivation" has been around for a long time, and it has been spread in southern China, Taiwan, Hong Kong, and many parts of Southeast Asia. Someone suggested that Gu was actually a virus nourished by poisonous insects, but he didn't know. If it is true, then it is useless to seek medical advice, only to find relevant people to solve it.

We have always been a place where ethnic minorities live, and now the administrative unit is not called a city, it is called Miao and Dong Autonomous Prefecture, and the old doctor has been here for decades, so he naturally knows a little bit about it, but maybe the hospital has regulations, he is very secretive, and he doesn't dare to say much about these, so he just told me to find it. I didn't have a way to go, and after being pestered by me for a long time, he told me that there was a goddess named Long Laolan in Miao Village under Jinping County, which was said to be very effective. When I heard this, my face turned white.

My grandmother's name is Long Laolan.

On the way home, my partner in the Dongguan jewelry store, Agen, called me and asked me when I would come back, something happened in the store, and there was a little girl who looked at the counter and didn't do it, she usually believed me the most, and I would go back to persuade her when I had time. There were only a dozen people under Ah Gen and I, and there was no labor shortage in Guangdong at that time, but the girl he said had a good business, and it was a pity to leave. But I wasn't in the mood to care about any of this, so I asked why I quit my job?

Agen said that this girl's boyfriend was a stick (that is, an unserious bastard), and she didn't rely on her to do things, and her salary couldn't support the two of them to spend lavishly, so her boyfriend persuaded her to go to the sea. Agen said that the meaning of going to the sea is to make chickens, and most of the girls in Dongguan are migrant girls who have changed careers - this situation has been even worse after the financial crisis of '08. I pursed my lips, and I couldn't help but think of the girl with big eyes that shone like two wells overflowing with water.

I told Agen that I couldn't go back to something here, and asked him to tell the girl that either I would help her find another honest man to live by, or get out of here and never appear in front of me - I was too lazy to see such a slut.

Agen sighed on the other end of the phone, and I remembered that Agen seemed to be a little interesting to that little girl.

After I got home, I began to carefully study the "Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains", and after half an hour, I found the record of the Golden Silkworm Gu that my grandmother gave me.

This is in the fifth day of the fifth lunar month of the Dragon Boat Festival within three days, caught poisonous snakes, eels, centipedes, frogs, scorpions, earthworms, big green caterpillars, praying mantises, cockroaches, four-legged snakes, spiders, black-headed iron ants in a brownstone soil large clay jar sealed, let them kill each other, devour each other, the poisonous eat less poison, the strong eat the weak, pray once a day before going to bed, get up to pray once, so that after that year, there is only one left after the worst. The shape and color of this one have changed, and it is called the Golden Silkworm Gu.

And this is the first step, what I swallowed was only refined by my grandmother for decades and used to make a natal Gu.

This kind of golden silkworm Gu who has been isolated from the world for decades and lives in the netherworld all the year round has a very irritable temperament, and is irritable every time he has qi and yin, except for those who were born on July 15, and who have been opened by ghosts and cleansed by yin qi, they can be suitable, and they will not die violently immediately. Of course, this is only the first step, in order to completely suppress the ferocity of the Natal Golden Silkworm Gu, it is necessary to take a grass.

This grass is called dragon fern grass, and it is a dragon fern grass that has been braided by dwarf mules.

Gu is poisonous and vicious, but he is naturally afraid of dwarf mules.