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Chapter 20 Senior Brother

I am anxious, but I still have to think of a way. According to Ma Zhenren’s opinion, there are many tricks that can be tried, but they are either too risky or do not have the conditions. In the middle of the night, Ma Zhenren sat alone in the courtyard smoking a dry cigarette and thinking carefully about it.

Follow the various crooked methods passed down by our ancestors.

If placed in the old society, it would not be impossible to solve a tomb. All kinds of materials are easy to obtain, but in this age of smashing everything, some materials may have disappeared forever. Every time he thinks of this, Ma Zhenren

It was a moment of regret and helplessness.

At this time, Zhang Guozhong was not idle either. He took a pile of ancient books and kept looking for them. These books were originally written about ancient mythological stories, such as "Flowers in the Mirror" and "Sou Shen Ji". Zhang Guozhong was very interested in

These books were of little interest at first, but at this time it was still considered a case of illness and seeking treatment, even if some clues could be found?

Facts have proved that it is better to seek medical treatment indiscriminately than not to seek medical treatment at all. In a Yuan Dynasty novel "Ghost Questions", Zhang Guozhong found such a story, about a scholar named Qiao (called Qiao Sheng in the book), whose father was killed by Huang Xian

He was confused, fascinated all day long, and became increasingly thin. Later, an ascetic told Qiao Sheng that he could subdue Huang Xian with a knife that had killed people, so Qiao Sheng committed suicide in front of his father. Before he died, Qiao Sheng saw a long growth on his father's buttocks.

With a tail (the yang energy of a living person is very strong, some things are invisible, but if it is before death and the yang energy is greatly weakened, many things that only animals can see can be seen), he slashed with a knife.

He cut off his father's tail. Although he saved his father in the end, he himself died.

This story was originally intended to promote filial piety, but it gave Zhang Guozhong a big wake-up call. A knife is an evil thing, and a killing blade is full of resentment, which naturally adds evil to the evil spirit. Ghosts and gods are also afraid of it (some families keep swords at a distance).

Such things are hung in the hall for the purpose of guarding the house (this is where it comes from), and the theoretical core of the magic of surrender is "using evil to control people", which is the same as the principle of evil spirits and animals hurting people, and those

Things that normal people can only see when they are close to death can also be seen by the Maoshan Shu with open eyes. Therefore, theoretically speaking, if there is a killing blade full of evil energy, it is not impossible to overcome the Subjugation Technique.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guozhong tentatively told Ma Zhenren his thoughts.

"Master, this life-killing blade was also used by the ancestors of the Maoshan Sect. Taoist Zhao Yaoliang of the Ming Dynasty used it. Do you think we can try it today?"

"Who are you trying to kill? Kill you?" Ma Zhenren has actually thought of this, but at this moment, where can he find the killing blade? Even if there are murder cases among the people, the murder weapons are important physical evidence.

If the Public Security Bureau keeps it, can they lend it to you to engage in feudal superstition? Moreover, this killing blade is not always proven. According to legend, the Taoist priest Zhao Yaoliang of the Ming Dynasty was the only one who had ever used the killing blade. What on earth was he fighting against?

I know, but Zhao Yaoliang was using an unearthed ancient sword from the Warring States Period, which was borrowed from the residence of Zhu Zhengse, the right deputy imperial envoy of the Ming Dynasty at that time. Although the final result was that the evil was cured, Zhao Yaoliang was also able to kill people with the blade.

Moreover, if the evil spirit of this killing blade is not enough, even if the blade kills people, it will be in vain. Therefore, this idea only flashed in Ma Zhenren's mind for a moment and was immediately discarded.

But Zhang Guozhong is a person who accepts death. At this moment, he and Ma Zhenren are just like doing math problems. There are only a few formulas. Whether they can solve it depends on experience. Zhang Guozhong has put aside all the methods in his head. In this kind of

In an era when materials were scarce, the knife used to kill people was, after all, better than the "Huazhi" (a scale on the belly of a reptile. According to the description of Maoshan Shu, Huazhi is a kind of reptile that haunts near the snow line of Kunlun Mountain, and its shape is similar to that of a tropical giant).

The lizard lives in the plateau area at an altitude of about 4,000 meters all year round. There has been no record of being discovered since the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty.)" Such ethereal things are a hundred times easier to find.

When doing this, Zhang Guozhong first thought of his younger brother. The next day, he went to Li Erdan's house and inquired about it. He found out that Li Erdan showed no signs of pain. He was just bleeding from his orifices and was blind and deaf.

He drank water and slept without delay. After confirming with the doctor that Li Erdan's life was not in danger, Zhang Guozhong jogged all the way home (at this time, Zhang Guozhong's physical fitness was basically as good as that of an Olympic marathon runner. Licun was about 25 kilometers away from the city.

From left to right, Zhang Guozhong jogged all the way and arrived there in an hour).

"Brother, it's too nonsense for you to ask for this thing..." Zhang Guoyi didn't know why his brother was asking for this at this time, "Even if he is a murderer, it is not my turn to catch him."

"Don't you know someone from the Public Security Bureau?"

"It's useless to know each other. There is no murderer, and the Public Security Bureau doesn't have anything like that... But wait, let me think about it..."

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Guoyi took Zhang Guozhong to an old residential building. At the beginning, living in the building was reserved for high-ranking officials, but now it seems that the family that Zhang Guozhong came to has obviously been raided countless times.

"This is my brother." Zhang Guoyi's face was expressionless, but an aunt beside him showed a stiff smile, "Comrade Zhang, thank you for last time..."

"Aunt Chen, I am here this time to ask you for a favor. If you agree, I will take care of Lao Liu's affairs."

"You...can you release Lao Liu...?"

"I can't guarantee that he will be released, but at least I guarantee that he will not suffer any punishment inside."

After Zhang Guozhong's description, Aunt Chen couldn't understand it for a while, but since Zhang Guoyi had guaranteed the old man's safety in prison, she couldn't care so much. "Okay, let's go see him now. I'll do it."

Advise him!…”

Along the way, Zhang Guozhong learned that this old Liu Tou was once the secretary of the Tianjin Calligraphy Association and loved collecting antiques. The father of Old Liu Tou was Liu Ziwei, the famous comprador leader of Tianjin Wei in the late Qing Dynasty. Zhang Guozhong knew this man. In the early years of the Republic of China,

Liu Ziwei's reputation in Tianjin Wei is not much smaller than that of Yuan Shikai, and most of the current old Liu's property was left by the old man.

In the early years of the Communist Party of China, people like Old Liu Tou could not live in peace. In the second year of the Communist Party of China, his home was raided. In subsequent major campaigns, his home was also listed as a key target, but regardless of the red

The guards rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, but found nothing but a few calligraphy and paintings and a few tattered books. This old man Liu was also a sycophant. No matter how hard he fought, he never mentioned the whereabouts of his antiques until he was accused of reselling cultural relics.

Even though he was imprisoned on various charges, he still kept his mouth shut.

Hearing Zhang Guozhong say that some people used ancient swords from the Warring States Period in ancient times, Zhang Guoyi also wanted to ask Old Liu Tou if he had any ancient swords, so he made this trip to the prison.

Zhang Guoyi had already arranged the internal relations in the prison. He didn't know where he got the letter of introduction from the District Revolutionary Committee. After arriving at the prison, he got the green light and met Old Liu Tou smoothly.

"I don't have any ancient swords or swords. You can find someone else." Old Liu Tou was still nonchalant as he smoked a cigarette.

"Master Liu, I really want to save people now, and I hope you can help me..." Zhang Guozhong had nothing to say, so he could only tell Old Liu the whole story about Li Erdan.

"Do you know Maoshan Technique?" Old Liu Tou didn't care about Li Erdan's descent to the tomb, but focused on the Maoshan Technique mentioned by Zhang Guozhong, "Then let me ask you, the energy of heaven and earth, the evil of earth,

Sitting here, how can I solve the confusion?" This sentence means that after the animals absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the yin energy of earth veins, they cause trouble in the human world. How to solve it?

How can this elementary question stump Zhang Guozhong? "The snail silk covers the throat, and the veins of the nine arts are blazing," Zhang Guozhong thought for a while and added: "If there is a conflict, it will probably be separated by a withered willow, and it will die.

The number will be burned with real fire." This means that when rushing to nine, sprinkle conch silk on the patient's body (the wound). If the animal spirit wants to break through, it will cover the wound with dry willow sticks and wait.

After one stick of incense, burn it with real fire (withered wicker sticks).

At this point, Old Liu Tou's eyes suddenly lit up, "The Qi of the seven meridians comes out: Xin Yang, Huiding, Dantian, Zuyang, Yanshou, Tumen, and Dingtong." (This is the formula for the central meridians of Maoshan Shu.

A person has seven qi, which must move from the above seven organs.)

Zhang Guozhong said: "The heart yang is in Qin, Huiting is in Yiyuan, Dantian is rushing, foot yang is covering, Yanshou is avoiding, Tumen is surging, it is determined that the passage is not taboo." What Zhang Guozhong said is exactly what the old Liu Tou said.

The second half of the paragraph mentioned.

"Who taught you this?" Old Liu Tou had a strange look in his eyes.

"Ma Chunyi (Ma Chunyi's real name is Ma Chunyi)"

"Junior brother, do you really want to get me out?" Old Liu showed a playful smile that was exactly like Ma Zhenren's, with folds extending from the corners of his mouth to his cheeks.

As soon as Old Liu Tou said these words, even Zhang Guozhong felt depressed for a while. Why did another senior brother appear out of thin air? At this time, Zhang Guozhong remembered that when Ma Zhenren was training him to open his eyes, he once said that there was a senior brother who was not enlightened.

It took this dear senior brother a month to open his eyes in one hour. Could it be him?

Thinking of this, Zhang Guozhong looked at Old Liu Tou carefully. He was worthy of being Ma Zhenren's apprentice. His beard and hair were equally messy...

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Thanks to my friends for pointing out the error to me. I have corrected it now. It is now 2:28 am on October 12th. I am still working overtime at the company. This article has been updated in a hurry. I hope you will understand, but please believe me.

, no matter how busy I am, I will do my best to ensure quality and quantity updates. The current story is still developing smoothly on the main line. I will try to avoid low-level mistakes like today. I would like to thank everyone for their enthusiastic corrections and thank everyone for their comments.
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