Chapter 11: Exorcising the Hundred Demons (Part 2)
After a short rest, Old Master Jiang pointed to the northwest corner of the courtyard and said to my parents, “Stand in that position to avoid being hit by the collision.”
My parents hurried over as soon as they heard this. Whoever is full and has nothing to do will go and collide with that thing.
In fact, setting up the formation and drawing the talisman were all preparatory work. This time was when the old man really started to drive out the evil spirits.
He burned three sticks of incense, held them high above his head, and once again muttered a few words. After he finished, he respectfully used a special technique to insert the incense into the incense burner. At the same time, he stamped his feet, his whole body shook, and his eyes suddenly became more lively than before. The whole person’s momentum was even more powerful, and there was even a hint of special pressure in it.
Then, the old man Jiang still made the familiar gesture of lightly tapping his forehead and closed his eyes, but he was obviously much more relaxed than before. After he shouted, “Open,” a barely perceptible red light flashed across his forehead.
But the old man still didn’t open his eyes, but stood in the courtyard, continuing to chant, and finally made a strange gesture, pointing to three places on his body. After that, he suddenly felt that all the outward momentum and aura had disappeared.
Finally, the old man began to move in a special way, slowly walking in time with the incantation. The position of his movements was erratic and chaotic, but when the last step was taken, his feet stopped at a strange angle and never moved again.
Invite the gods.
Open your eyes and observe the situation.
Seal the body and calm the soul.
Seal the seven stars and fix the spirit.
Before starting to use the real hand signs, the old man Jiang completed the necessary skills for performing the hand signs like flowing water. If not, it would be extremely dangerous to perform the hand signs in vain.
Next, the old man raised his hands three inches above his chest and began to perform the first hand gesture. It was still complicated and hard to see, and he still chanted the incantation, but this time, after the hand gesture was formed, it gave off an indescribable charm.
The intertwined fingers, one of which was raised high, and the rest of the fingers were in a shape of a star surrounded by others, had a sense of gathering.
Sure enough, as the old man finished the last syllable, a whirlwind blew up in the courtyard, all converging towards the place where the old man was standing.
Watching the whirlwind rise and all converge towards the old man, my mother worriedly pinched the corner of her clothes. She had seen these lonely ghosts and wild spirits come to collect money at Widow Zhou’s house, and it was like a wind rising from the ground, and it was swirling.
Ordinary people are afraid of collisions, and even if the old man is highly skilled and bold, he can’t do this, right? There are more than twenty whirlwinds!
But my mother’s fears did not come true. Old Jiang did not even open his eyes, but pushed his arms forward. At the same time, he began to move his feet, which were a little different from before. It felt like a grand opening and closing, like a dance, but the same was the scattered steps, not knowing what the rules were.
A strange thing happened. As the next hand seal of the old man Jiang took shape, the gusts of wind suddenly disappeared. It felt like he was frozen in place. At this time, my father could clearly see the hand seal that the old man Jiang had formed. It was also because of the peculiar position of the fingers that it was impossible to tell which finger was which. The only thing that could be seen clearly was a palm in front, with the thumb and little finger pinched together.
The old man kept walking, and in the courtyard he continued to walk in a strange way. Then something even more strange happened. Wherever the old man pointed with his hand, whirlwinds appeared again. This time, all the whirlwinds blew towards the altar.
The altar was not far from where my parents were standing. When they saw the whirlwinds coming, even my father was scared and turned pale. But in the face of such a miraculous event for ordinary people, how could my parents dare to make their own decisions? They could only stand still and not even dare to make a sound for fear of disturbing the old man.
But soon my parents were no longer worried, and they were even more surprised. The whirlwind could not blow past the altar. It was obvious that the yellow cloth on the side of the altar facing the whirlwind was blown up, but it could not reach the other side, so that a strange phenomenon appeared on the entire altar. The yellow cloth on one side was blown up and flying, but the yellow cloth on the other side did not move at all.
The old man kept pointing his hands in all directions, and the whirlwind kept blowing, all heading towards the altar. It took a while for it to subside.
At this point, my parents both let out a sigh of relief. They didn’t need to be an expert to know that Jiang Laoren’s ritual was over. They were just about to step out of the room when they heard Jiang Laoren’s voice resound through the courtyard like thunder.
“You stubborn fool, do you really want me to scatter your soul to the four winds?”
This shout was so powerful that my mother was even startled by goosebumps all over her back, and she felt as if something in her heart had been frightened. My father was the same.
They didn’t know that the old man’s roar contained his power and the method of “restraining” had a natural effect on the spirits, even ordinary people’s spirits would feel it.
After the old man Jiang roared, there was no movement in the courtyard. The old man Jiang closed his eyes, seemed to be angry, sneered repeatedly, suddenly raised his hands above his head, and the whole person was as straight as a javelin, and he kept chanting spells.
When the spell stopped, my father, who saw the hand gestures of the old man, was shocked by the power of the hand gestures. He couldn’t describe what the hand gestures looked like, but he felt that the two fingers, which were upright and slightly close together, had a feeling of a heavy sword, making people have to avoid its sharpness.
“Do you want me to cut it off?” The old man’s voice echoed through the courtyard like rolling thunder, and his entire body was condensed to the limit, as if a fierce general on the battlefield was about to slash the enemy with a single blow.
With this question from the old man Jiang, an unprecedented whirlwind suddenly arose in the courtyard, this time blowing towards the altar. When it reached the altar, it even blew some of the water on the altar over, but in the end it still couldn’t get past the altar, and gradually stopped.
The old man slowly closed his eyes and then slowly opened them again. He looked extremely tired, but he still nodded to indicate that my parents could move.
Seeing this, my mother hurried into the house and brought a cup of tea to the old man. After he took it and drank it, she hurriedly went back into the house to get a stool. She glanced at me in the house and saw that I was sleeping peacefully. My mother shook her head and wondered if it was her own illusion.
My father then walked up to the old man who was tidying up in front of the altar and asked in a very admiring tone, “Master Jiang, have you already destroyed those things?”
The old man grabbed the blue talisman on the altar and handed it to my father, saying, “Is it all in there? Do you want it? I’ll give it to you.”
My father jumped back in fright and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, “No, no, you keep it, Master Jiang. I can’t do anything with this thing.”
My mother brought out a stool, and the old man sat on it, resting for a while before saying, “I’m giving Sanxiao some merit this time. I’m deliberately accumulating good fortune for him, so I need a friend to help me out and take care of Mrs. Zhou’s situation. So I’m going to be gone for a few days, but not for too long. Sanxiao is fine now, so remember to give him a good meal.”
My parents nodded repeatedly, and my mother asked, “Master Jiang, shall we have a late-night snack here tonight, or shall we eat vegetarian food?”
When the old man heard this, he jumped up and said angrily, “Eat what the hell is vegetarian? I’ve worked so hard, just waiting for dinner to eat meat and drink wine!”
That night, after eating his dinner, the old man went back to the mountain. Before he left, he said, “I’ll leave tomorrow. After this matter is settled, I’ll tell you about the three little ones.”
The day after the old man left, my mother went to Mrs. Zhou’s house and told her what the old man had said. Mrs. Zhou was overjoyed to hear that the old man was willing to help.
But her situation was really getting worse and worse. She was pale, couldn’t eat much, and her body was always cold. My mother was very sad to see this.
But the good news is that my condition has really improved, and in my father’s words, it’s almost impossible to keep up.
Why? After the day that Old Man Jiang made the soup, my appetite increased significantly. In addition to drinking the milk that my father had made, I also ate some rice soup.
From then on, I couldn’t get enough milk every day. I had to eat some rice soup to finish. My father wanted me to drink milk every day, but unfortunately my family didn’t have that kind of ability.
Even so, my body is getting better and better every day. I didn’t grow before, but in the past 7 or 8 days, I’ve grown more than 7 catties. My face is rosy, my crying is strong, and I no longer look as weak as before. I’m a strong boy.