chsdbacks Chapter 104 Human Bone Fundraising
Chapter 104 Human Bone Fundraising
Fortunately, Zhao Hu was fast enough that after cutting three fingers in a row, he finally finished transcribing the eight-page congratulatory text.
Zhao Hu figured that Jian Yu would naturally follow the rules with the others after returning to her room, so he knocked on the clapper and went straight back inside.
After everyone saw that Zhao Hu had done as Jian Yu had instructed without any problems, they immediately believed him.
Next up was Lin Tian. Her target was 12 pages, at least 12 pages, even though there was a very high chance that Li Zheng, that bastard, would benefit from it.
Even so, it can still reduce the workload of Yue Zheng Fengye and Su Zixu to some extent.
It's already 2 AM, and we're on page 18. The task is still very challenging.
Upon hearing the gong, Lin Tian set off.
Things went more smoothly than Lin Tian had expected, except that the price he paid was a little higher.
She completed 15 pages, at the cost of three cuts to her hands and four cuts to her legs, but the wounds were very shallow and not serious.
Lin Tian was an orphan found by an old Taoist priest in the mountains. Before she met Le Zheng Feng Ye, she lived in a Taoist temple.
Having been exposed to it since childhood, I've learned a few rudimentary skills as I've grown up.
Controlling one's mind and focusing one's attention is not difficult for Lin Tian.
At most, it made her realize that the ritualistic practices of witchcraft were indeed different from the Taoist methods taught to her by the old Taoist priest.
With Jianyu's on-site instruction, even Liu Jia successfully completed 8 chapters.
Everyone originally thought that the mission would be completed smoothly at this pace.
But after Le Zhengfengye went in, he discovered that Li Zheng hadn't written anything at all.
It was already 5:30 in the morning, and because Liu Jia's eyesight was poor, it took her the longest.
Li Zheng didn't just write that simple; he didn't even enter the ancestral hall because he used that specially made adipocere.
He was worried that the smell of adipocere might still linger on his body. Ordinary people couldn't smell it, but the dead could.
That smell would attract the attention of the old folks in the ancestral hall.
Moreover, a thorny problem soon presented itself to Lezheng Fengye.
The wooden tally stick had become soft from being soaked in water for so long.
Finally, when Yue Zhengfengye was writing the 7th page, the wooden tally could no longer hold and split.
Cold sweat trickled down his temples. Jian Yu really hadn't explained what to do after the wooden stick was chopped.
Lezheng Fengye sat up. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered a collection he had seen at a friend's house.
—Human bone fund.
This thing also has a history attached to it:
The wooden tally sticks that Shishi used to write the prayer text in the past have been soaked in water for a long time, and have cracked and rotted, and are no longer usable.
He wanted to continue writing and finish it, so he used human bones as a substitute.
The so-called human bone token is made by cutting off the fingers of a living person and removing the skin and flesh.
He then dripped his own blood into the inkstone, and added a strand of his hair to it as well.
Place the bone tablets horizontally on the inkstone, light a candle to start a fire, and wait until the blood and hair in the inkstone have burned out before stopping.
Once the bone inscription has been refined and formed, Master Shi will use it to write down her blessings.
The method of making it is no different from that of making wooden tallies. Le Zheng Fengye looked at the small knife beside him.
This knife is too thin; using it to remove a finger...
"I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a lot..."
Le Zheng Fengye sighed, realizing he had no other choice. He picked up a knife, hardened his heart, and slashed his left index finger.
Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, and his body began to tremble.
He was a fiercely protective man; if he didn't cut it off, Su Zixu would.
A short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one, but after dozens of cuts, the joint still wasn't broken.
Le Zheng Fengye was in so much pain that his vision went black. Seeing that the knife was too dull, he simply put it in his mouth and bit off his index finger in two bites.
During this time, he was worried that the blood on the ground would attract dirty things, so he had to swallow the blood.
The thought of having to eat every last bit of meat off his finger made his stomach churn.
Seemingly drawn by the stench of blood, the shadows on the ground began to stir, slowly gathering towards Lezheng Fengye.
At that moment, he had just cut off a lock of hair and placed it in the inkstone.
When he sensed something dirty approaching, Yue Zheng Fengye immediately dipped his finger in water and wrote four taboo characters at the four corners of his body.
When a shadow touched the edge of the taboo character, it sizzled as if it were being burned.
Wisps of smoke rose upwards, and as the shadow continued to encroach, the watermarks of the taboo characters gradually faded.
The scene gradually became bizarre.
Less than half a step away from Lezheng Fengye, the ground was covered with dark shadows.
As Yue Zheng Fengye added the taboo characters, he sucked on his fingers, his expression extremely ferocious.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a vengeful ghost at this moment.
These taboo characters won't last long, but fortunately, there's still quite a bit of yellow paper left for copying.
Le Zheng Fengye used his severed finger to draw talismans directly on the yellow paper.
There were eight talismans in total. Le Zheng Feng Ye arranged them around himself according to the eight trigrams.
Yellow paper with talismans drawn on it will spontaneously combust without fire. Although the burning speed is very slow, it is not a long-term solution.
After the human bone ingots were burned, Le Zheng Fengye suppressed the nausea in his stomach, bent down and knelt on the ground, desperately starting to write.
These 12 pages represent the limit of what he could complete.
If he drags this out any longer, by the time the yellow paper covering him has burned completely, it will be too late for him to leave.
Lezheng Fengye got up, collected the remaining yellow paper that hadn't been burned, and then took one out and stepped on it.
It's like laying bricks on the ground to cross a muddy road.
With each step, he would place a piece of yellow paper in front of him and then step on it.
The yellow paper could only remain on the shadow for a few seconds. Fortunately, Yue Zheng Fengye was fast enough to leap out of the ancestral hall before the last piece of yellow paper burned out.
After striking the clapper, he didn't rush back. Instead, he waited for Su Zixu to arrive and briefly recounted what had just happened to him.
It's unlikely that Su Zixu was haunted by the ancestral spirits of the ancestral hall.
But just in case, Lezheng Fengye still told him a few ways to deal with it.
When Su Zixu saw the human bone tablet, he felt a strange mix of emotions.
He felt that this old man usually seemed unserious, but when it came to real trouble, he was truly capable.
The ancestral hall has been restored to its original state, with only the water stains on the ground that have not yet dried remaining.
He hadn't experienced what Lezheng Fengye had just gone through, but when he thought back on it later, he felt that he would have been better off being threatened by the ancestral hall's patriarch.
His workload was the smallest in the last 7 pages.
Le Zheng Feng Ye also paved the way for him, so logically he should have been the one with the easiest life.
However, perhaps because of this person's bone ingot, the anomaly still occurred.
When Su Zixu finished writing on the fourth page, he finally couldn't help but look up.
From the moment he came in and started writing until now, the sound of footsteps has always lingered in my ears.
It was the sound of barefoot footsteps running on the ground, the steps quite unsteady, sometimes heavy and sometimes light.
It was like… if Su Zixu were to describe it, he felt it was like someone who had just learned to walk.