Whispers of the Ancestral Swords Chapter 5

Oliver Xie stuffed his student ID back into his pocket, ignoring Tyler He who was yelling to see what was inside. He had asked for leave before and had not handed in his student ID, so it just happened to be in this pocket.

Tyler He was a little confused. Although Teacher Xie looked very young, he never expected that he was still a student... This was the ultimate in hiding in the city!

Tyler He said: "I didn't realize that you had been to school, Teacher Xie. Do you have time to learn after finishing your homework?"

Oliver Xie frowned and said, "I'm still preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. Isn't this scary?"

Tyler He: ...

...

After Tyler He rang the doorbell, a beautiful middle-aged woman came to open the door, and Tyler He called her aunt.

Aunt He stepped aside to let them in, while looking at Oliver Xie with a bit of doubt on her face, as if she didn't expect the person Tyler He brought to be so young. And he looked good, she would believe it if she said he was an actor.

She is also an atheist, and now she is skeptical about the nightmare, and still has the thought that it might be a trick of a charlatan.

Tyler He introduced: "This is Teacher Xie from Baoyang Temple!"

Aunt He said politely, "I've heard a lot about you."

In fact, everyone knows that she may have never heard of Baoyang Temple. Baoyang Temple is too small and deserted. Even though it is located in a prosperous area, not many people know about it.

Tyler He looked around the room and saw that there was no one else in the room, so he asked, "Where's uncle?"

"He went out because of a phone call. Wait for him." Aunt He asked them to sit down, poured them some tea, and sent a text message to her husband.

Tyler He saw the doubt in his aunt's face and wanted to prove that the person he invited was indeed an expert, so he quickly created an opportunity: "Teacher Xie, my aunt said that it feels gloomy here during the day. Do you have any immediate effective method?"

Aunt He chuckled, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Oliver Xie followed suit and formed the Lingguan Jue with his hands. However, as soon as he raised his middle finger, Aunt He's face changed, "You..."

I can do this question!

Tyler He took one look and immediately answered: "Let me tell you! Although it looks very similar, it is actually the Taoist Lingguan Jue, and it can also drive away evil spirits!"

Aunt He: ...

Seeing that Aunt He was still skeptical, Oliver Xie silently prayed to himself, "Great Master, please give me some strength." He simply pinched the Lingguan Jue with his left hand, contacted Wang Lingguan, and held Aunt He's wrist with his right hand.

Although Oliver Xie had never worked in this business, he knew that he couldn't let his employer think he was a liar.

Aunt He only felt that as Oliver Xie held her wrist, the faint cool breath lingering on her body immediately left her body, and the inexplicable tiredness of the past few days also disappeared, as if she was bathed in warm sunshine.

"This..." Aunt He was surprised, even a little horrified, because it happened right under her nose. She could see that Oliver Xie simply held her wrist.

Is this possible with science? Is there something she's overlooked?

Before Aunt He could figure it out, there was a noise at the door.

...

"Please come in, Mr. Wang, and Master Shi." A middle-aged man's voice sounded.

Tyler He turned around immediately, "Uncle?"

There were two other men coming in with Uncle He, one was a thin and elegant middle-aged man, and the other was a handsome young man. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Shi Changxuan, the red-robed Taoist priest whom Oliver Xie had met at Taihe Temple.

Shi Changxuan did not wear a Taoist robe today, but carried a bag, because this outfit added a bit of worldly air - but when he raised his eyes, his clear gaze swept around the room, and he looked even more indifferent and detached.

His eyes fell on Oliver Xie and paused for two seconds before moving away.

Oliver Xie was both surprised and happy. He was surprised that another Taoist priest was found, but he was happy that this Taoist priest was Shi Changxuan, his number one candidate for observation.

Uncle He looked a little embarrassed and explained, "This is my friend Mr. Wang. He heard about my situation and specially invited Taoist Master Shi from the provincial capital to come... I was negligent and didn't communicate the time well."

Tyler He's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

Mr. Wang looked at Oliver Xie and said with a smile: "This is Mr. He's nephew and his friend. How come you are all young and handsome these days? But it's better not to bother two masters for one thing. Taoist Master Shi is a young talent of Zhengyi. I originally wanted to go to Taihe Temple to invite Master Chen, but I was lucky enough to meet Taoist Master Shi. This time I was able to invite him because he came to participate in the rain-praying ceremony hosted by Taihe Temple. Otherwise, I wouldn't have such a good opportunity. Look, it rained two days ago."

Mr. Wang looked proud and praised Shi Changxuan, seeming to be honored that he could invite him.

Uncle He was in a dilemma. Although Mr. Wang had good intentions, he took the initiative to bring the person here, catching him off guard. He usually relied on Mr. Wang for business, so he was embarrassed to say anything.

Aunt He was also a little stunned. One was Mr. Xie who had just touched her hand and made her feel refreshed, and the other was said to have prayed for the rain two days ago... The former was not bad, but was the latter too exaggerated? ?

Tyler He said unhappily: "There should be a first come first served rule!"

The atmosphere suddenly became even more awkward.

Oliver Xie really wanted to make the money, but when he saw Shi Changxuan, he wanted to get to know him better, so he said in a very nice manner: "Since we are here, let's take a look together. Taoist Shi, do you mind?"

To Mr. Wang and the others, this meant that everyone had to compete based on their own abilities, and he couldn't help but look at Master Shi.

Shi Changxuan said calmly: "Whatever."

Having said that, of course both of them will stay.

...

Everyone sat down in the living room, and Uncle He recounted his experience from the beginning, "We have moved here for about two months. Actually, when we first moved in, we felt it was a bit shady, but since it is close to the mountains, it feels quite cool. But since last week, our family of five has had nightmares every day.

"This dream has no pattern, it's all about things in the past, but it's so real that I can't wake up. When I woke up in the morning, I felt chest tightness and sweat all over. We contacted the property management and did some physical examinations, including investigations and tests of the surrounding environment, and it seemed that there was no problem.

"My parents are old, and I asked them to stay in a hotel these days. My son is in school and doesn't come back to stay on weekends. Alas, I was planning to change rooms, but I heard that it might be possible to solve it. So I asked you all... just to see from another angle, what is the problem here?"

Mr. Wang is a firm believer in Feng Shui, so he immediately asked, "Master Shi, could it be a Feng Shui problem? Look, there is a mountain behind them, and it is in the shade."

Oliver Xie subconsciously thought to himself, that's impossible, but he didn't know much and was not sure enough to speak.

At this time, Shi Changxuan also said what Oliver Xie was thinking: "No."

Everyone, including Oliver Xie, stared at him, but he showed no intention of explaining.

Mr. Wang asked awkwardly, "Master Shi, can you tell me why?"

Shi Changxuan frowned, and suddenly made people want to reflect on why their studies were so bad. He said: "Although this place is close to the mountain, the mountain shape is suitable, and the three peaks gather like a lotus. There is a square pond opposite, and the water flows outwards like a rolling curtain. Although it is easy to lose the family wealth, it is not to this extent..."

"What? Family wealth what?" Uncle He interrupted him hastily.

Shi Changxuan glanced at him and said, "It's a failure. But Mr. He's family has nightmares all the time, it should be..."

Uncle He kept on grasping the point: "What do you mean by living here will ruin your family's wealth???"

Shi Changxuan was interrupted twice. He was silent for a while before saying, "Change the situation and fill the pond."

Uncle He finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, OK!"

Seeing how surprised he was, Mr. Wang smiled and said, "It's just a small matter. Just follow what Master Shi said and change it."

Uncle He laughed dryly and brought some tea to calm himself down.

Shi Changxuan's tone remained calm, as if it was nothing, "The nightmare is probably because there are flying corpses and evil spirits in your house."

Uncle He spat out a mouthful of tea, "Puff! Flying, flying corpse?!"

Aunt He was not so sure after what happened to Oliver Xie just now. She said with a pale face: "It sounds scary. Could it be that... there is someone buried under our house? Did we have nightmares at night about corpses flying around the house?"

What a rich imagination. Oliver Xie couldn't help but glance at Aunt He and said, "Flying corpses are one of the ghosts that are taboo in the house. There are seven in total, including flying corpses, earth gods, evil spirits, and northern gods. They are not flying corpses. You are imagining them too horrible."

In addition to reading his notes, he also read some books in the Taoist temple these days, which recorded this. Flying corpses and wandering evil refer to the situation where there are ghosts causing trouble in the house.

Uncle He said with a pale face: "Teacher Xie, that guest ghost may not be scary anymore, right?"

Oliver Xie: ...

How should I put it? Compared to some evil spirit haunting the place, it's just average.

Uncle He touched his face and said, "Master Shi, Teacher Xie, why do I feel that the more I understand, the more scared I am. It turns out that it was just a nightmare, which is better. It's too scary to just move away because of the money and ghosts? I always feel that there is a shadow!"

"At this time, ordinary people don't want to do anything about the house, so moving can break it." Shi Changxuan glanced at Uncle He, "But, half a month ago, didn't you make a small fortune?"

Uncle He was speechless and asked, "How did you know?"

Tyler He was also stunned. He had no idea what was going on.

"Yeah, that's right. I was just thinking that usually in a house there are twelve main gods such as the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger. The dragon and the tiger are ferocious. If nothing happened, it is impossible for them to become the host inexplicably and allow the flying corpse to do evil." Oliver Xie said.

Similar situations happened to his former high school classmate's house because the feng shui of the house was not good, and the troubles accumulated over time. The ghosts were committing crimes, and in the short term, they would cause nightmares like Uncle He, but if they were not resolved in the long run, they would become more and more serious.

Everything happens for a reason. According to Shi Changxuan, the windfall that Uncle Tyler He made half a month ago was the reason.

Even Aunt He didn't know about this and looked at Uncle He in surprise, "What windfall?"

Uncle He said a little embarrassedly: "Half a month ago, I had dinner with my client, Mr. Fang from Tongxing. When we came back, Mr. Fang found a bag of money on the side of the road. There must be hundreds of thousands of yuan in it. He took out 20,000 yuan and gave it to me, and I just spent it. Isn't this... isn't picking up money so serious? I was drunk that day, and if I had picked it up myself, I would definitely send it to the police station, really. Hundreds of thousands of yuan, I don't need it!"

Shi Changxuan was silent for a moment, frowned and said: "This is not a windfall, it is money to buy your life."

Uncle He's face froze, "What do you mean?"

"Wait, Mr. Fang from Tongxing?" Mr. Wang, who was standing next to him, suddenly looked strange. "Is it that miser Fang Zhenxing? I heard a few days ago that all his business had been transferred to other people, and he seemed to be ill."

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into silence.

Uncle He felt goose bumps all over his body and he shivered even though it was broad daylight.

Although it is said that one cannot become rich without windfall, if you want to spend your windfall, you have to take risks. It comes in vertically and goes out horizontally. The horizontal actually also symbolizes death. Who knows whether the windfall of windfall will turn into the windfall of windfall of death.

Oliver Xie had heard such a thing from his uncle before. It was said that in the 1980s, a farmer in the countryside picked up five dollars and spent it excitedly. As a result, he fell ill the next moment and it was not worth it.

At that time, Nathaniel Wang was asked for help. Nathaniel Wang said that the money was cursed and was thrown on the ground on purpose. Anyone who greedily picked it up and spent it would be in trouble no matter how much money it was.

This is actually a kind of transfer. The original owner may be sick, and through money and curses, the disease is transferred to the person who picks up the money. When this person spends the money, it is like a signal.

This kind of evil curse was more common in the countryside decades ago. It is possible to break the curse, but breaking it is equivalent to fighting with the person who cast the curse. If you cannot win, you may die.

Nathaniel Wang never charged for such favors. According to custom, the recipients would come to his house to congratulate him on the three festivals. Oliver Xie could still see some of them when he was a child. But as time went by, people gradually stopped coming, and they only remembered the favors they received in the first few years. Later, as information became more developed, fewer and fewer people came to ask Nathaniel Wang, a poor Taoist priest, for help.

Aunt He also knew Fang Zhenxing. She couldn't help but believe it. Fang Zhenxing couldn't possibly help them set up the trap. "So what should we do now? Do we pay back the money?"

I don't even know who cast the curse on the money, so how can I pay it back? Shi Changxuan said, "The money was mainly spent by Fang Zhenxing. You haven't used up all the money, so your fortune has dropped sharply and attracted ghosts. Just drive away the ghosts and welcome back the house gods. In addition, leave the rest of the money to me."

"Yes, it's not all spent." Uncle He couldn't be more convinced and immediately ran upstairs to find the money. When he came down again, he had a stack of money in his hand. Oliver Xie knew at a glance that it was about 8,000 yuan.

Shi Changxuan glanced at them and said nothing for the time being. He took out a piece of yellow paper and wrapped the money.

Uncle He saw him wrapping the money with yellow paper, but his hands didn't touch it directly, so he immediately nervously tore off the paper and wiped his hands. Aunt He whispered beside him: "What's the point of wiping it now!"

Uncle He laughed dryly and said respectfully: "Master Shi, what should we do now?"

"To drive away the guests and welcome the host, you need to choose the time according to the Congchen method. Please write down the birth dates of the host and hostess for me." After Shi Changxuan looked at the birth dates, he calculated that the ritual could be performed at ten o'clock tonight.

"Okay, then you stay for dinner." Uncle He said, and looked at Oliver Xie again, a little unsure whether to keep him. It stands to reason that it's just the last step left, and for people in their line of work, isn't it a bad idea for their colleagues to stand by and watch?

But Oliver Xie didn't take the initiative to say he was leaving, and Shi Changxuan didn't say anything either, so of course he wouldn't say anything either.

Oliver Xie just wanted to talk to Shi Changxuan, and he always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but he couldn't think of it at the moment.

Unfortunately, Oliver Xie didn't have a chance to be alone with Shi Changxuan until after dinner. After the sun went down, Uncle He and his wife didn't dare to leave Shi Changxuan's side. Just like Uncle He said, it was okay to just have a nightmare without knowing the inside story, but now that I know what's going on, I'm scared.

...

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mr. Wang had already left regretfully due to something, but Tyler He was still there.

From nine o'clock, Shi Changxuan began to prepare to draw talismans.

I have to mention here that among the Taoist sects, there is the Huoju Taoist priest, who can live at home and practice Taoism, and can also eat meat and marry.

There are different Taoist sects, some are good at talismans, some are good at alchemy. Zhengyi Taoism is the representative sect among the talisman sects, and talismans for exorcising ghosts are all part of this sect.

"Master Shi, what talisman do you want to draw? Let me help you." Oliver Xie said this. Maybe Uncle He thought he wanted to get involved and share the money, but in fact he wanted to show Shi Changxuan the ability of their Baoyang Temple.

Shi Changxuan looked at Oliver Xie for a while, and actually handed the pen to Oliver Xie, "Seven Yuan House Guarding Talisman."

I know how to do this. Oliver Xie was delighted and took the pen readily. However, after trying the posture, he felt that it was not very convenient to draw on the table arranged by Shi Changxuan, so he simply sat on the ground and lay on the coffee table to draw.

In fact, he really wanted to play "The Jumping Frog" because it would be more emotional, but he held it back.

Uncle He and his wife were both laymen and didn't think anything was wrong.

Shi Changxuan moved his lips, but said nothing in the end, looking at Oliver Xie with an indescribable look.

Oliver Xie didn't know how many he would need, and he didn't want to show weakness in front of others, so he drew ten groups in one go, five in each group.

However, Shi Changxuan didn't stop. He thought, damn, the notes didn't mention which house-guarding rituals required so many talismans. Ten sets wouldn't be enough. He simply stopped and said, "I'm going to the toilet. Can you draw?"

Shi Changxuan glanced at him and said, "No, one group is enough."

Oliver Xie: ...

Oliver Xie comforted himself in his heart, I just want you to see how durable our Baoyang Temple is!

Shi Changxuan took out the magic tools from his bag, arranged them, and put on his Taoist robe.

Oliver Xie saw that he couldn't lose. Although he didn't have a Taoist robe, he had a magical weapon. He opened the box he brought with him, took out the Three Treasures Sword, and casually waved it in front of Shi Changxuan's eyes.

Shi Changxuan was standing in front of the altar, chanting incantations.

Tyler He stood by and asked, "Teacher Xie, this wooden sword is very old, how do I use it?"

"This is called the Three Treasures Sword," Oliver Xie explained, "It is the magic weapon left by the previous abbot of our Baoyang Temple. The Three Treasures are three sword techniques. The first sword is the Compassion Sword..."

At this time, a cold wind blew into the house, and the incense and candles that Shi Chang had lit began to shake. The lights also flickered, and it was pitch black outside the window. The creeping chill permeated the entire space.

This situation made Uncle He and his wife hug each other tightly and hold the talisman that Shi Changxuan gave them.

Shi Changxuan glanced coldly and scattered a handful of rice from the corner of the room to the middle of the living room, then walked to the door while scattering all the way.

Ghosts are invisible, so their movements must be observed with the help of external objects.

Shi Changxuan made sword gestures with one hand and pressed the other hand on the door, ready to drive out the ghost.

If an expert saw it, he would be able to tell that his every move was enough to be used for teaching, as if he was leisurely strolling in a garden, but if you look closely he did not take an extra step or use any extra effort.

This calmness comforted Tyler He to a certain extent. He comforted himself, it's okay, it's okay, and seeing Oliver Xie looking at him very calmly, he asked stubbornly with his teeth chattering: "Go on, Ci, Cijian, what's next? What's it like?"

The yellow talisman made a rustling sound when it was blown. As the lights flickered, it seemed as if something was approaching in the darkness. There were gusts of cold wind, and the rice grains on the ground rolled slightly.

Oliver Xie stared at the rice on the ground and said slowly: "The sword of kindness is like water, kindness is the kindness of love..."

The rice on the ground in the middle of the living room suddenly jumped, but it did not fall towards the door, but unexpectedly towards the crowd of onlookers.

A sneak attack? Oliver Xie quickly pulled Tyler He away.

Before Tyler He could get scared, he saw Teacher Xie turn around and slash down fiercely with both hands holding the sword, cursing: "Damn it, eat my sword!"

Tyler He: ...

The wooden sword stopped at one-third of the ground. Although it was made of wood, it had an irresistible momentum, and it blew the rice grains several inches away. Faintly, there seemed to be several ethereal and illusory screams, which were like illusions, and brought endless misery, making everyone shiver.

But it was only a moment, and the faint whistling sound disappeared, the originally flickering lights suddenly brightened, and the candle flame that was originally suppressed very low suddenly jumped up, and the coldness in the house suddenly dissipated!

...

Shi Changxuan looked at Oliver Xie a lot more this time, and put his hand down from the door with an expressionless face...

What kind of ghost are you chasing away? The ghost will die in your home.