The stupid son of Chongba

Chapter 52: Ziwei Taboo

When the three people in the room heard Zhu Biao's voice, they all turned around to look.

Zhu Biao was seen standing at the door, and next to him stood a bald man wearing linen clothes and with a slightly hunched back.

This man looked dirty and didn't take care of himself. He had few hairs on his head, but a thick and long beard, and a pair of bright eyes, which was quite unusual.

The moment he saw this person, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly!

"Peng Xuan?!"

"How dare you come to see me, you old bastard!"

"Come on! Take him down for me!"

At this command, all the servants in the courtyard ran in quickly. Just as they were about to take action, they heard Ma Xiuying say:

"Wait!"

She walked forward, bowed slightly to the bald man, and said with a smile:

"Master Peng, how are you?"

Zhu Ju looked at the newcomer curiously.

This bald and sloppy old Taoist priest is his mysterious master?

I've heard from my mother that Taoist Priest Peng Xuan is quite capable. Otherwise, the couple would not have entrusted themselves to him for treatment.

"Your Majesty, the Queen."

The old Taoist Peng Xuanlue bowed and said with a smile,

"The poor man is bowing his head."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at him for a long time, then snorted coldly without answering.

"Where did the priest come from?"

Ma Xiuying asked.

"Your Highness, let's talk later. I'd better show it to His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin first."

Peng Xuan's eyes fell on Zhu Chong and he laughed.

"Ah! That's great, Taoist Priest, please come in, please come in quickly!"

Ma Xiuying's face immediately showed joy, and she hurriedly went into the house to meet Peng Xuan and walked in front of Zhu Chong.

At this moment, Zhu Chong was already tired of crying and was lying on the ground, but even so, he still held Zhu Ju's thighs tightly and refused to let go.

"This child, frightened by Little Orange, seems to have gone mad."

Ma Xiuying sighed,

"There is no cure. The palace doctors are helpless."

"It just so happens that the Taoist priest is here. There is always a way out. Please come and take a look!"

"Zhongba, please make way."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned dark.

"You want us to give up our seat to him? You really are..."

He was somewhat reluctant, but still moved his butt and snorted coldly.
"You old bastard, you came at the perfect time. Hurry up and cure my second son. Then maybe we can give you a lighter sentence!"

Upon hearing this, Peng Xuan just grinned, then sat down carelessly, bent down, stretched out his right hand, and pressed his thumb on Zhu Chong's forehead.

Oddly enough, Zhu Chong actually relaxed a little after being pressed by him, and even his hands that were tightly hugging Zhu Ju loosened.

Swish!
Zhu Ju quickly broke free and jumped away, wiping his calves with a cloth with a look of disgust.

This guy has too much snot and tears!
After wiping it, he stared at Peng Xuan intently, not missing any of his movements.

His intuition told him that this sloppy old Taoist might actually be something!

"Master Peng, what happened to him?"

Ma Xiuying saw that Zhu Chong's condition had recovered a little and asked hurriedly.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang looked disdainful, he still pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"This prince is so frightened that he has lost his soul."

Peng Xuan fumbled around his body and pulled out a handful of red powder from somewhere. He gently tapped it on Zhu Chong's forehead and then explained,
"I'm sure you've heard some folk stories about a man who ran into a ghost while walking on the road at night. He got home with a high fever and soon went crazy."

"In fact, encountering a ghost is fake. Even if there is a real ghost, it is not scary. Ghosts are not as scared of people as humans."

"The scary thing is that you scare yourself. When certain conditions are met, such as when you are physically weak or mentally ill, you may scare yourself to death."

"This is the situation His Highness is in now."

Ma Xiuying suddenly realized. "It turns out that I was scaring myself and frightened myself to death..."

Zhu Ju shrugged and spread his hands:

"See, I told you it wasn't me who did it, he was just too timid..."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his eyes immediately widened!
Zhu Ju coughed twice and wisely shut his mouth.

"Can the Taoist priest cure it?"

Ma Xiuying asked hurriedly.

Peng Xuan nodded and said:

"Please ask the Queen to get a bowl of water. It must be raw water, well water or spring water will do."

Ma Xiuying quickly waved her hand and asked the maid to fetch water.

"The soul is lost, there are two ways to restore it."

Peng Xuan said,
"One is to recover slowly on your own. As long as you take care of yourself properly and your spirit is strong, your mind will naturally be at peace and your soul will return to its place."

"In fact, you don't need too many medicines. I will put a pinch of cinnabar on your forehead, and it will have the effect of calming your nerves."

Zhu Ju looked at Zhu Chong.

It turns out that this pinch of red powder is cinnabar!
It's true, Zhu Chong has calmed down a lot now, and he's no longer trembling, but his face still looks ugly, as if he's absent-minded.

"The second method is to calm down the frightened with the Taoist method."

Peng Xuan said again,

"The Taoist priests can pray for it with magic and then use the art of blessing to help it."

"Come, lend a hand and help His Highness up."

Zhu Ju hurried forward, grabbed Zhu Chong's arms and dragged him up from the ground.

Peng Xuan stood up, his right hand turned into a sword finger, and he kept drawing in front of Zhu Chong's chest, muttering to himself:
"There are nine spirits in the body, why not call them? One is Tiansheng, two is Wuying, three is Xuanzhu, four is Zhengzhong, five is Zidan, six is Huihui, seven is Danyuan, eight is Taiyuan, and nine is Lingtong. Calling them will bring good luck. There are three spirits in the body, why not call them? One is Taiguang, two is Shuangling, and three is Youjing. Calling them will bring happiness."

"Today is the day of condensation, the soul is bound and the spirit is restrained! The inside and outside are quiet, and the inside and outside are renewed. The three corpses are in their places, and the nine spirits keep their true nature to unite with the Great Sage, and the chaos will be divided! All your prayers will be heard one by one!"

"Hurry and obey the command of the Supreme Elder God!"

A low shout was heard, and the maid brought a bowl of water. Peng Xuan closed his mouth and drew continuously on the bowl with his sword finger.

In a moment, he retracted his sword fingers, dipped his fingertips in the clear water in the bowl, and sprinkled it on Zhu Chong's head and limbs. After sprinkling about half a bowl of water, he changed his fingers into the Three Mountains Seal shape and handed the bowl of water to Zhu Chong's mouth.

"Drink it."

His words seemed to have magic power. Zhu Chong obeyed him obediently and drank the bowl of water clean.

"All right."

Peng Xuan took the water bowl away and said,

"Just take good care of yourself for a few days and you'll be back to normal."

"I see he has a lot of wounds all over his body. He must be physically weak, which is why he was frightened and lost his soul. Normally, ghosts would avoid boys of his age, so there is no way he would lose his soul!"

Ma Xiuying pursed her lips and smiled, and seeing that Zhu Chong had calmed down, she finally felt relieved.

"Master Peng, do you have a solution?"

She couldn't help but praise.

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression also eased. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhu Ju.

"Master! What did you just draw on the water bowl?"

He asked with a look of great curiosity and a little excitement.

Is this the true Taoism? !

After seeing so many fake and inferior products, today I finally saw the real thing?!
Peng Xuan raised his eyelids and said with a smile:

"What did you call me?"

Zhu Ju's expression was stern.

For some reason, he felt a little scared when he saw Peng Xuan's face.

"Teacher...master."