275. The old man who practices Taoism (6) (1/2)

275. The old man who practices Taoism (6) (1/2)

After all, Mr. Wei was an adult official with two children. He could still tell that his father disliked him. He tried hard to stop retching, straightened up with a pale face, and faced the old man in front of him. A gift, "Thank you father."

"Why should we be so polite between father and son?"

Wei Mingyan waved his sleeves, sat down lightly on the stone bench again, and picked up the wine bottle, "Do you know who used Daughter's Incense on you?"

Mr. Wei's face turned pale, "I once met a woman who sold herself to bury her father on the way back. I was the only woman I came into contact with along the way."

"Yes, but we don't know each other. Is it possible that she wants to use this as a trick to attract people so that she can enjoy the glory and wealth?"

"Prosperity and wealth..."

Under the increasingly bright moonlight, Wei Mingyan chewed these four words in his mouth playfully, "Do you know how the daughter's fragrance is made?"

Mr. Wei looked at his father in confusion and shook his head.

"Nuer Xiang Nuer Xiang does not mean incense made for women, but incense made from women."

The old man slowly stood up and walked under the big tree that had just grown black insects. He stroked the tree trunk and said in a cold voice, "The recipe for daughter's fragrance is to find at least thirteen young women and lock them up out of sight." In a bright place, feed a kind of Miao Gu insect called Sun Chaser every day for half a year and for three to five years. When brown spots appear on the faces of these women, they are then taken to a sunny place."

"Over the years, the eggs carried by the sunworms hatch in the human body and will live in the abdomen of these women's ear canals and even in the blood. When the sun comes out, they can't wait to crawl out when they feel the sunlight."

"But if the sunworms living in the ears can crawl out, how can the ones from other places easily come out? When they hear the cry of the same kind, they will bite the flesh and blood in front of them desperately, and then break out of the body. Head towards the sun."

Mr. Wei's face became paler and paler. He covered his mouth and felt his stomach churn.

Wei Mingyan looked at the bright moon in the sky that was gradually covered by dark clouds again, and said softly, "When the sun-chasing bug meets the sun, it will leave some juice. If it is touched by someone, it can range from burns to rot. The trauma is not bad. These The places where women’s juices are left are their internal organs.”

By the end, they were covered in bite holes, unable to move and lying in the sun. They just watched helplessly as the bugs crawled around on their still-living bodies. The smoke, along with the rancid smell of burnt meat, brought forth bursts of shrill screams from those who were burned.

Those screams will never be forgotten even after a thousand years by anyone who has heard them.

Mr. Wei not only felt like vomiting, he felt tingling all over his body. It was not a trauma, it was just a psychological effect. He was even covered in cold sweat on his back.

But even so, he still insisted on asking, "Where does that daughter's fragrance come from?"

Wei Mingyan looked away at the moon that had been completely covered by clouds. He looked down at the tree under the lantern, "The place where the sunworm has crawled will be like a fire when it is illuminated by the sun, and then, that place will gradually It disappears and turns into a ball of blood. If a woman is alive and her whole body is crawled by it and her whole body turns into blood, then the blood will melt into the soil and grow a daughter flower. Only one daughter flower can bloom. Pick it when it blooms. Then, stir it into juice, and after a hundred times of filtering and extraction, you can get a drop of daughter's fragrance. "

"Because the daughter flower must be turned into blood when the woman is alive, it is extremely difficult to make, not only time and energy, but also human lives."

"During the Zhou Dynasty, it took more than a hundred women to cultivate the daughter's incense, and it took three years to cultivate just one drop. This drop was sent to Zhang Guifei's mother, and she was coaxed into giving it to Zhang Guifei."

Doesn't that mean that the incense used on him was made with other people's lives?

When Wei Mingyan turned around, Mr. Wei had already collapsed on the ground. He pinched his neck and wanted to vomit but couldn't. His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, "Who is it? Who wants to harm me..."

"To make a drop of daughter's fragrance, financial resources and time are nothing. The most important thing is that the raw materials of daughter's fragrance must be young girls. If one is missing, it can be fooled. If ten are missing, it can be solved. But it seems This time, the person who harms you may have a lot of daughter-in-law in his hands. "

Otherwise, it would not be used on an official like Wei Ziqing who has almost no sense of existence.

"You might as well think carefully, have you ever seen a corpse rotted by sunworms?"

corpse...

Mr. Wei tried hard to search in his blank brain, and finally remembered that when they were dealing with floods, various corpses would float over. These corpses were all salvaged and burned by the government to prevent the plague.

He has rescued many living people, and also picked up many dead people, men, women, old and young, of all kinds. One day, he once picked up a female corpse. It was a mess.

At that time, there were not enough manpower, so he lend a hand and brought the people up along the current.

In my memory, I only thought that the female body was stabbed in the abdomen by a device in the water, but now that I think about it, those wounds were clearly from the outside to the inside.

Mr. Wei was still paralyzed on the ground. His legs were weak and he could not stand up for a long time.

As if the old man standing under the tree didn't think he was scared enough, he wrote lightly, "There is no antidote for the fragrance of a daughter."

He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, almost kneeling all the way to the tree, with a panic expression on his face, "Father, save me, please save me..."

The slender white hand fell on his head, above which came Wei Mingyan's faint magnetic voice, "Ziqing, dad was very happy on the day you were born."

Mr. Wei raised his head in a daze, his eyes filled with tears following his father's footsteps, running down his face, and even his beard was stained with tears.

He never thought that his father would actually be happy because of his birth.

"Father, son, son..." He was so excited that Mr. Wei couldn't help but runny nose along with tears.

Wei Mingyan immediately retracted the hand that fell on his son's head.

"Wipe it quickly, it's not dirty."

Mr. Wei: "...Yes, wipe it right now."

He took out the handkerchief from his arms and wiped it on his face, feeling desolate in his heart. Sure enough, he shouldn't have expectations for his father.

This daughter's fragrance is unexplainable, so wouldn't he become that woman's puppet in the future? What about his wife and his children?

His daughter had just been born and was still so young. He didn't even look at her when he came back this time. What if the woman wanted him to attack his wife and children? It would be better to die.

I just feel sorry for his little daughter, who lost her father at such a young age...

Wei Mingyan's eyes twitched when he saw his son kneeling on the ground, his eyes dull and his face full of grief, sobbing.

"Father just said there is no antidote, but he didn't say he couldn't save you."

Mr. Wei, who was imagining that his daughter was getting married but couldn't get married to a good family because she didn't have the support of her father, was crying in the arms of his wife. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wei Mingyan with silly tearful eyes, "Dad, really, really I can let you." Save the child?"

The old man looked at his son with tears on his face and shook his head. Seeing this surprise, he even stopped calling his father.

"Okay, don't shed tears. Just now you drank the Yinworm and fought poison with poison. That daughter's fragrance will have no effect on you."

"I didn't want to tell you originally. After all, my father has always known that you are as timid as a mouse. But since that person can use such a precious thing on a humble official like you, I guess if it doesn't work, I'm afraid he will do it again. I told you early to prepare you."

Mr. Wei suddenly relaxed and said, "Thank you, father..."

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, you should thank her."

Wei Mingyan said, pointing to his side.

Under the big tree, there is only an open space.

A gust of cool breeze blew by. Mr. Wei looked at the tree with nothing, and his voice almost changed the tone, "She, she, she??"

"You and her have a relationship."

Wei Mingyan walked up to his son, stretched out his hand, lifted him up without any effort, and pulled him to the foot of the tree with a frightened face.

"Her body was scattered, and her soul had nowhere to live. It was you who picked her up and buried her ashes so that she would not become a lonely ghost."

"After that, your daughter was fragrant, and your father used her Yin Qi to make Yinworms for you to drink to fight the poison with poison. After the Yin Qi was used up, she should be sent to reincarnation."

Mr. Wei stood straight with his upper body upright, but his legs were shaking under his robe. He stared at the open space with his eyes rounded, and his father sighed in his ears, "But I have figured out the origin between you, or... Good luck."

origin……

Mr. Wei immediately remembered that his father had scolded him for raising a woman outside during the day.

Could it be that my father just saw... something at that time, so that's why he said that?

He couldn't care less about being afraid, and promised tremblingly, "Father, my son has never played with women outside. Son, when my son grows up, he only spends time with his wife..."

He is in his thirties, but when he talks about these things, his face still turns red with embarrassment, "I had sex..."

"Father knows."

Wei Mingyan nodded without any surprise, "If you really have that intention, the woman who sold her body to bury her father will definitely be brought back today."

Mr. Wei lowered his head with a guilty conscience. He almost brought the person back today, if he hadn't had no money...

Wei Mingyan glanced at the woman curled up on the ground, hugging her knees and leaning against a tree, and sighed:

"It is said that you two have a connection. I calculated it by observing the celestial phenomena at night. The connection must be with your wife."

"Take a closer look to see if her face is somewhat similar to your wife's."

Mr. Wei looked over tremblingly.

After a while, he carefully raised his head and said, "Father, I can't see."

He was thinking that in the next step, his father would open his eyes or use some means to allow him to see this woman.

My father is actually a hidden master. This is simply, simply...

Mr. Wei's heart was beating excitedly, and he clenched his fists in anticipation, nervously waiting to usher in an unknown world.

"Oh, right, you can't see that."

The old man put his hands behind his hands and nodded, "Forget it if you can't see it, go back."

Mr. Wei: "...ah?"

"What? Afraid of the dark?"

In the yard, the old man raised his voice and shouted, "Whoever is waiting outside, two people come in and take me back to rest."

"No, father, I...father!"

The confused Master Wei turned around frequently, but was still led out of the yard by two servants.

In the courtyard, Wei Mingyan was the only one left for a while.

He sat at the stone table again, raised his neck to the wine bottle and took a sip of wine. After drinking, he turned his head and looked at the girl leaning under the tree, "Why was there no reincarnation when he was buried?"

"What is your obsession?"

The girl tightened her hands holding her knees and shook her head slightly.

***

Mr. Wei was frightened and frightened this night. The initial feeling of drunkenness had disappeared without a trace. Thinking that it was so late, Madam might have gone to bed long ago. He yawned and thought about cleaning up the dust first. Wash off.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Mrs. Wei sitting in front of the bronze mirror, dressing up in front of the mirror.

"lady."

Mr. Wei was quite frightened today. He was afraid that he would frighten his wife if he spoke out, so he tried to keep a calm tone and asked, "Why are you still up so late?"

"I wanted to wait for the master, but then I couldn't sleep."

Mrs. Wei rarely got up to greet her husband, but picked up the hairpin on the table.

Tonight, I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy.

There was not a single silver hairpin and not many rare flowers. In a blink of an eye, she had been carrying it for so many years.

Over the years, she has added a lot of new jewelry, but Mrs. Wei always wears this silver hairpin on her head every now and then.

For no other reason than she was afraid that if she didn't wear it and look at it every day, she might forget the person who gave her the silver hairpin.

Now, in the whole capital, she is probably the only one who still remembers and misses her.

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