C15 Pig grabbing technique

Everything in the world had karma, and if there was cause, there would be karma. If there was karma, then there would be karma. This was true for all living things.

Mr. Zi wrapped the yellow paper around the Silver Bodhisattva and the hat chain that were dug up from the ground. He could not help but let out a sigh. He immediately shook his head and moved the corners of his mouth, but in the end, he did not say anything.

"Mr. Zi, how is it?" It was only at this moment that Li Xiuzhen asked.

Remember to use three small dates, five medlar, and a small amount of brown sugar to make half a bowl of soup. As Mr. Zi spoke, he looked at the silver lock in his hand. Unexpectedly, there was a trace of an undetectable sadness on his face.

"Alright, that's great!" Li Xiuzhen's worried heart was finally relieved as her red, crying eyes were filled with joy once again.

Just then, Zhang Guozhi walked out of the side room. When he heard Mr. Zi's words, he could not help but let out a sigh of relief. "Alright, alright …"

After a glance, Li Xiuzhen could no longer hold grudges against Zhang Guozhi.

Mr. Zi's eyes were extremely sharp. He immediately said, "This child still needs to ask Brother Guo Zhi for a name? You still have to be Brother Ren Guo Zhi, your godfather! " With that, he turned to Zhang Guozhi and said, "This time, you have to think it over carefully! Remember, there's earth and wood! "

"Of course, of course!" Zhang Guozhi nodded his head vigorously, then said to Li Xiuzhen seriously, "My dear, don't worry. I'll give him this name myself. Even if he doesn't sleep tonight, he'll still think of it!"

"Sigh, I still need to sleep!" Standing at the side, the straightforward and honest Elder Peng quickly said.

With that said, everyone present burst out in laughter.

This smile added a hint of joy to the courtyard that had remained dark for too long.

"You have to think about your name. This child is three years old, six years old, and nine years old. It would be great if he could stay in your house for thirty days every year!" Mr. Tzu said.

"Of course, of course!" Zhang Guozhi quickly said in a sincere tone. At this point, the conflict between Zhang Guozhi and Old Peng's family had been completely resolved.

Everyone chatted and laughed for most of the night at the Peng household before they prepared to sleep.

The next day, everyone woke up when the cocks were crowing. Since they were all farm workers, it was natural to wake up earlier than usual.

"Mister Zi, I've thought of a name. Can you show it to me?" The next day, the first time Zhang Guozhi saw Mister Zi, he was overjoyed.

"Senkui, what do you think, Mr. Zi?" The Forest Boa is a Forest Boa, and Kui is a Big Earth Boa! " Zhang Guozhi said to Mister Zi with an expectant look on his face.

Mr. Zi thought for a moment and quickly said, "Sure, very good!"

Since Mister Zi had spoken, the others naturally didn't dare to object. The child decided to recognize Zhang Guozhi as his godfather.

Now that the matter was settled, Mr. Zi had to leave. However, Li Xiuzhen and Elder Peng wouldn't let him leave no matter what. They had to keep him for a few more days, but how could he stay?

One side wanted to keep the guests, the other wanted to leave. Someone ran over from the distance, shouting.

"Mr. Is it Mister Zi? "

It seemed like something had happened to someone else.

The person who came was Yang Zirong from four-dimensional village. When he saw Mr. Zi, he was already sweating profusely. Yang Fenglin and Yang Zirong were from the main family of the four-dimensional village. When they saw their family uncle come, they were also surprised.

Yang Zirong's first sentence astounded Mister Zi, "Mister Zi, my son has been behaving like a ghost and has been possessed by an evil spirit …"

Mr. Zi and Yang Fenglin practically jogged with Yang Zirong to Yang Zirong's house.

Almost the entire Yang family surrounded the Chun Lin family. In the past, favors were always lacking. When a family was in trouble, the whole family would gather together. If they could help others, they would come up with ideas. However, if they couldn't help others, they would gather together to gain popularity.

Mr. Zi walked in, looked at Spring Forest's expression, and then took off his Spring Forest coat. His tone became shocked:

"He's not possessed, he's a pig caught …"

When it comes to "catching pigs", I'm afraid not many people know what is going on. Never think it's as simple as catching a pig!)

This was the saying passed down by the older generation of the Xiaoping Dam in Sanchuan.

Those who understood its meaning didn't feel cold or scared as long as they heard the word "catch pigs".

Catching a pig, the simplest thing to do was to catch a substitute.

According to the ancient records, those who died without knowing the cause of death would never die. Those who died with grievances and grievances would never dissipate, wandering the mortal world. They would never be able to enter hell, and they would also not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. This saying refers to the water ghost, the drowned water ghost, wandering in the water, looking for a substitute. This was the so-called capturing of a double.

However, catching a pig here and catching a double was another way of putting it. The general meaning was: a person was attacked by evil spirits and caused a disaster, which could not be cured. He then found a substitute, mostly an innocent person, and transferred all the calamities of the disease to this innocent person through demonic arts. This person was replacing the person who was suffering from the calamity and was a vicious means to harm others.

Catching pigs was an extremely brilliant technique among the evil arts of some ethnic minorities.

When everyone heard the word "catch pig," they were all overwhelmed with shock. Yang Zirong's vision went dark, and he instantly fell to the ground.

Mister Zi took off Chunlin's coat and found a purplish-red bloody face blossomed on his back. It was the totem of Blood Face Boo.

When everyone saw this pattern, they were immediately shocked.

"Hurry up and find a cloth!" Mister Zi hastily said to everyone. Chun Lin's grandfather immediately went out, took a towel from the iron line of his clothes, ran in, and handed it to Mr. Zi.

Mister Zi took out three yellow talismans from the toolbox he carried with him. After chanting the incantation, he burned the yellow talismans and dissolved the ashes into the water. He dipped the yellow talisman in a cloth and wiped it on the Chunlin's back with all his might.

He must wipe off that bloody face.

However, no matter how hard Mr Zi tried, he could not get rid of it, and the color was getting brighter and brighter.

Mr. Zi was anxious, as was everyone else.

"Hurry up and find a black dog. I want its blood, who has a male water buffalo? Cut a pinch of the buffalo's hair from its forehead and give it to me! "You have to be fast!" Mister Zi wiped off the sweat on his forehead and spoke to the crowd.

"My family has a black dog, but it's still a puppy. Mister Zi, what do you think?" Yang Zisong quickly answered.

Hearing that, Mr. Zi checked Chunlin's pulse and hurriedly said, "Sure." Bring it over quickly! What about the male buffalo? "

Yang Zizhu spoke up from the crowd, "Bull bull, big temper, big mouth. Most people don't have one, but Zeng Biyan's family has one!"

"Hurry up! Remember, it must be the ox hair on your forehead!" "You have to be fast!" Mister Zi was like a military marshal in the Chinese military tent, his expression mighty and mighty.

The village of Ceng Jia was more than three miles away from Wan Zi Village. It wasn't far, but it wasn't close either. Yang Lin had to give the order, so he pulled back his leg and ran out.

At this moment, Spring Forest was lying on the same bed. His complexion was getting worse and worse, and he was losing a lot of air.

Black Doggie had already brought it, but the bull's hair on the poplar tree had yet to return.

Spring Forest's breath was getting weaker and weaker. Chun Lin's mother touched Chun Lin's hand, and with a "Wow" she began to cry. At this moment, Spring Forest's hands had lost all of their temperature. It was as cold as ice.

As Spring Forest's mother cried, everyone's hearts tightened as they sank into an intangible field of grief and indignation.

At this moment, the poplar tree with the bull's hair rushed in, sweating profusely. The crowd quickly advised Yang Fenglin, and they all went to see how Mister Zi would respond.

Mister Zi grabbed the black dog and allowed it to bark. He cut open the leg of the black dog with his knife and let the blood flow into the white porcelain bowl. He then hurriedly ignited the hair on the male water buffalo's forehead and poured it into the dog's blood.

In the blink of an eye, the dog blood seemed to boil. Mister Zi didn't need to wipe the cloth, he just dipped his hand in the dog's blood and wiped off the blood on Chunlin's back.

As soon as the dog blood passed through the bloody face, the bloody face immediately dissipated.

When everyone saw that the dog's face was covered in blood, they all let out a sigh of relief. However, at this time, Spring Forest's mother cried even more miserably.

"Spring Forest is out of breath …" There was no more air! My Spring Forest! " Spring Forest's mother cried her heart out.

"Ah?" "Spring Forest, you …" Chun Lin's father Yang Zhu Lin leaned against the wall behind him, unable to speak.

Some of the people in the crowd started to cry …