Chapter 20: The Gu-Jing

Yes, it was the hungry ghost that appeared. The 48 red groups of light seemed to be a ball of blood rising up into the sky. Among them, there was a particularly red group, red enough to give people a thrilling feeling.

And these 48 red lights all gave off a feeling of violent and resentful anger.

I really wanted to see the hungry ghost, so I looked intently, as I usually do. I took a step back because I saw the hungry ghost I was staring at roar at me.

The image was really terrifying, completely different from the relief. The hungry ghost on the relief was short and skinny, but this hungry ghost was very tall, not to say strong, but it naturally had a ferocious aura. Its eyes were fierce and violent, and when it opened its mouth and roared, the huge fangs were okay, but flames actually shot out of its mouth.

“Sanwa, close your heavenly eyes and go away. You can’t withstand the impact of the hungry ghost’s aura,” the master shouted.

As soon as I heard this, I immediately opened my eyes and closed my heavenly eyes, but even so, I couldn’t avoid the surging blood and qi, and I felt dizzy and confused.

It took a while for me to recover, and then I watched my master struggling to perform the hand gestures, as if he was being pulled by something, trying hard to maintain them.

This is the harm of the backhand technique. Originally, the hand technique is in accordance with the laws of heaven and draws on the power of heaven. The backhand technique is actually a form of resistance to heaven, and it is normal to have a traction force to stop it.

The wind blew in gusts, and I counted. After 48 complete cycles, everything finally calmed down.

Ghosts are invisible, and if people can sense their presence, the only thing they can sense is the wind moving, which after all causes changes in the qi field.

The old man Jiang tiredly withdrew his hand movements. I quickly ran to help him: “Master, are you okay?”

“I can still hold on. Huijue also has great power, but unfortunately, he can’t intervene in this kind of scene where the body is destroyed. He can’t even watch, he has to avoid it.” Old man Jiang said in a low voice.

In fact, I think it’s already rare. Our beliefs are different, but we can still be such good friends.

After collecting the purple talisman, the old man carefully folded it into a triangle and put it with him. I asked, “Master, do you want to liberate them now?”

The old man’s face was unusually heavy, and he said, “I can’t, because there are still two missing!”

“What?” My face changed at once.

In the bamboo hut, a lamp emits a warm, yellowish glow, but it can’t brighten the heavy expressions of the three people.

“Master, I didn’t count wrong. There are 48, so why are you saying there are two missing?” This is a serious question, and I think I have to ask it clearly.

“There should be 49 in a jar. When Lao Du took the jar out the other day, I took a look and saw that there were no eggshells from the previous incubation, which means that there should be 49 bugs in the jar.” Old Jiang said with some fatigue.

“Master, how can you tell that there are no eggs hatched before?” I asked.

“For this kind of hungry ghost worm, if the incubation period exceeds 10 days, the eggshell will turn red, and it is clear at a glance.” Old man Jiang said.

Hui Jue raised his eyebrows in agreement.

“Master, I know you must know what happened in that tomb. Tell me.” In fact, I have been holding a lot of questions in my stomach, and today I feel that I must ask them.

Old Jiang looked at me and didn’t say anything. I immediately added, “Master, I am your disciple. If you teach me more about this knowledge, you are also teaching me! Also, Master, I would like to ask, what are the consequences of not being two?”

Hui Jue sang a Buddhist chant and looked at Jiang Laoren with rare sincerity, saying, “Laoren, I know that you are protecting your apprentice’s intentions, but you are too indulgent with Sanwa. There are some things I can’t force you to do. If you don’t want to talk about it, it’s fine. He’s already involved in the hungry ghost business, so just tell him a good story.”

After a moment of thought, the old man looked up at Huijue, somewhat disbelieving, and asked, “Huijue, you don’t mean to tell me that you want me to take Sanwa to the hungry ghost’s tomb, do you?”

Hui Jue sang the Buddha’s name again and said, “That’s right.”

“You…” Old man Jiang suddenly stood up and looked at Huijue with some emotion.

“If you want him to die early in the future, you can do it now. A chicken can’t spend its whole life under the wings of a hen, and a young eagle can’t spend its whole life without spreading its wings and flying. Don’t you understand?” Hui Jue said very seriously.

The old man was a bit irritated, pacing back and forth. After a long time, he sat down again and said, “Well, I’ll say it.

I didn’t say anything, but I was actually very excited. I was a young man, and I went to a place where I didn’t expect danger, thinking only about excitement. I was afraid that if I spoke, I would expose my excitement.

When I heard my master say, “It’s okay,” I almost jumped up, but I forced myself to hold back.

Suddenly I understood the feelings that the soft meat had been bothering me the other day. It seems that the curiosity of young people is indeed an instinct, but I myself may not be able to go down, and I don’t have that right to decide, so of course I can’t agree to it.

In fact, I couldn’t hide my joy, and I thanked the old man a hundred times in my heart.

“I know you’re happy, but you don’t have to show it so obviously, do you?”

I scratched my head, laughed, and dared not say more, for fear of being immediately disqualified. But I didn’t expect old Jiang to say, “Listen carefully to what I’m about to say. After you go down, it will be full of danger.”

I nodded solemnly.

“Guo Er and the others accidentally broke in. It should be a room for the cultivation of insects. The Hungry Ghost Insect is actually a type of insect, but it is extremely rare. Originally, it should have already become extinct on this earth. To be precise, it should have become extinct in the Ming Dynasty. I really didn’t expect to find traces of it now.” Old Master Jiang’s face was very serious.

“Yes, I also thought that only a few old monsters in Miaojiang might still have one or two eggs.” Hui Jue also said with a heavy heart.

“Before entering the tomb, it is hard to judge. We can only talk about it after entering the tomb. This matter must be kept a secret, otherwise if people with ulterior motives find out, the consequences will be unimaginable.” Old man Jiang said.

Hui Jue coughed twice, as if he didn’t want to tell me too much about these things. Old man Jiang also fell silent. I looked at the two of them in a daze, and suddenly felt that the world was very complicated.

“Let’s cut the small talk. Anyway, I have traveled around the world and have the good fortune to know a little about the Miao goblins. According to the rules, there should be nine such goblins in the room, and there should be a ghost mother in the tomb.” The old man was silent for a while, and then explained it to me again.

“Ghost mother?” I remembered and suddenly felt a little scared. If the hungry ghost bugs are so powerful, then their mother must be extremely powerful.

“You don’t need to worry so much. The ghost mother is already a very mature existence, and it can’t stay in the human world for long. It should be in hibernation, unless it needs to be stimulated to reproduce in a special way. This tomb is man-made, and I suspect that its existence is to artificially cultivate the king of hungry ghosts.”

“This is beyond doubt.” Huijue said with a heavy heart.

My head was spinning. They were talking without any sense of order, and I knew nothing about any of it. So I said, “Master, tell me about the tomb and the jar. I don’t understand any of this.”

“Oh, when I think about it, I feel uneasy, so…” Old Jiang was embarrassed for the first time, and then said seriously, “The jar is made of a special kind of clay, and the clay contains something special. I don’t know what it is, because it involves the secret arts of the Miao people. In short, the jar can seal the hungry ghost worm, so that it is imprisoned after birth. I guess the principle is that the hungry ghost is more attached to that flavor, or it can temporarily relieve the hungry ghost’s physical hunger pain, but the Miao gourd is also a profound and profound subject of study. I can only guess about it.” Old man Jiang said.

At this time, Huijue spoke up: “You’re not teaching Sanwa the art of the gourd, so why go into so much detail? Just make it short.”

The old man Jiang gave Hui Jue a look, and I was afraid that they would start fighting again, so I quickly said, “Master, why are there so many small holes on it?”