fairy family

Chapter 37: Opening the altar, tongue hanging fire room

Chapter 37: Opening the altar, tongue hanging fire room

Yu Que was in a very excited mood and did not go to Heping Lane as usual, but returned home.

Since he was going to perform rituals and concentrate his spirit this time, he couldn't be as casual as before.

Although the housing prices in Heping Alley are cheap, the environment is indeed too mixed. If he doesn't want shop owners to break in and demand rent at the critical moment of his practice, it would be better for him to go to another place.

As for his uncle's house, it was also inconvenient to do anything, so he just took a break and told his family to call.

After all, the ritual he wanted to carry out could not be completed in a day or a night. Even if his uncle and aunt were willing to cooperate and move out temporarily, there would be too many people in the tube-shaped building and it would be easy to interfere with Yu Que's work.

So he returned home, and after resting for a while, he heard his family getting up, so he said that he had things to do in the next few days and had to go out. Then he carried his bags, took the ghost carriage, and rushed to the county school again.

This place is exactly the place Yu Que planned for himself to go into seclusion.

Last time, he successfully bound the cat-faced family god in the fire room of the county school. This time, when he wanted to condense the Yin God, this place was naturally his first choice.

The fire room of the county school was considered his blessed place, and perhaps he could get some good luck there.

However, the last time Yu Que borrowed the fire room, it was because of the name of the instructor Mr. Zhu, and the other party only promised that when Yu Que and others bound the first household god, he could put his account on the bill.

It seems that Yu Que wants to condense the Yin Spirit, which is not within the scope of the other party's promise.

"But it doesn't matter. I am now a member of the Alchemist Guild. According to Qian Huazhen and the others, the Alchemist Guild has a very good relationship with the County School... or in other words, all the major guilds in the city have a good relationship with the County School. Many people in the guild can borrow the fire room and pay later."

Yu Que thought to himself, "If I still can't use the fire room with my alchemist's robe, I can wear this robe and go see Master Zhu. I'm sure he won't refuse too much."

Teacher Zhu is a very good person and is willing to promote poor young people. For a young man like Yu Que who is both ambitious and poor, it is very likely that he would be willing to promote him twice.

In addition, Yu Que can also go to Huang Guishan for help.

However, the other party had already taken him to a ghost market last night, and Yu Que thought that it would be better for him not to bother the other party for the time being.

Besides, he had just bought the sundries and immediately prepared the raw materials for ghosts and gods. This really didn't fit in with his identity as a poor boy. It would be better not to let more people know that he was going to condense the Yin God today.

With all kinds of thoughts in mind, Yu Que walked in the county school, looking at the county students passing by with envy from time to time.

Not long after, he stood in front of the county school's fire room for the second time.

The thick burnt smell in the air seemed even stronger than the last time he came.

Above the fire room, ghosts filled the sky like snowflakes, floating around the smoke column in the fire room, making it difficult to tell whether they were soul ashes or corpse ashes.

When Yu Que walked to the door, his eyes suddenly lit up and he saw Mr. Qing, the doorman whom he had met last time.

He quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Greetings, Master Qing!"

The doorman, Uncle Qing, was still fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, lying on a rattan recliner with his chest and flesh exposed. His bones were as thin as pork ribs.

When the other party heard this, his eyelids drooped, as if he was wondering who the visitor was.

After thinking for a while, Uncle Qing half-opened his eyelids and looked at Yu Que in surprise:

"What are you doing here again, kid? Could it be that someone has poached you, kidnapped your family god, and you want to tie up a new one? Or maybe you are just a playboy, and you think the previous one is not working, so you want to change to another one?"

Yu Que was surprised to see this man talking in a nonsensical way as soon as he opened his mouth, but he was used to it.

He stood straight, calmly standing in front of the other person, proudly shook the robe woven from his own fire-washed yarn, and said with a grin:

"Look, sir! Isn't this dress pretty?"

At this time, the doorman, Mr. Qing, just noticed the alchemy robe he was wearing.

The man's eyelids were fully open, and he rarely stood up from the recliner, hunched over, and looked around at Yu Que.

Uncle Qing said with a click of the tongue: "I didn't expect that you, a young man, who was still a novice a month or two ago, have become an expert in playing with ghosts and monsters now. You have even become a refiner. So, did you come here today to refine ghosts?"

Yu Que put away his boasting and replied respectfully: "Master, you have sharp eyes. You saw through it at a glance."

"I have just put on this robe not long ago. I wanted to borrow the protection of the fire room to improve my skills so that I can get along better in the guild." He walked forward, ran his fingers through his sleeves, and took out a red envelope, stuffing it into the hand of the doorman, Mr. Qing.

Yu Que whispered, "Master, you have watched me enter the Tao, so I have to arrange a good room for you this time. As for the account, put it in my name first. When I become proficient in the craft, I will pay you back then."

In order to collect the materials needed for the ritual, he had spent all his money and only had about a thousand dollars left, which was barely enough to bribe the doorman.

The educated youth listened to his nice words, squeezed the red envelope he handed over, and smiled with his old eyes.

The man lay down on the recliner, squinted his eyes, and waved a palm-leaf fan:
"What are you talking about?! Just go into the B-room that's vacant. But this won't happen again. Today I'm here to congratulate you. Congratulations on joining the Alchemist Guild."

Yu Que was surprised. He didn't expect that his red envelope could be so useful!
He immediately bowed to the other party and said, "Alright! Thank you for your appreciation, Master Qing. If you need to cultivate ghosts and gods in the future, I will definitely serve you."

"Haha! I'm a bachelor, why would I need your empty promises?" Grandpa Qing, the doorman, pointed at the entrance to the fire room and laughed, urging:
"Pull your butt, pull your butt."

Yu Que bowed once more and without lingering any longer, he walked towards the fire room with joyful steps.

Soon, he walked through the cave-like corridor and came to the location of the No. 1 fire room.

Yu Que discovered that compared with the last fire room, the Yi-shaped fire room not only had a much larger space and a much larger fire pit, but there were also objects such as a copper stove, a copper tripod, a water tank, a stone mill, and even a stone bed for people to rest.

He skillfully fetched water to seal the door, and then swept and poured water over the entire fire room.

When he smelled the salty and moist smell brought by the evaporation of the residual water, he became more and more expectant.

But now that he was in the fire room, he was not as impatient as before he came.

After Yu Que cleaned the fire room, he began to bathe and change his clothes. He threw his fire-washed robe into the fire pit and burned it several times.

He sat cross-legged only when there was no more strange smell on his body, and only the burning smell in the fire room remained. He sat cross-legged for nearly two hours, until his stomach was empty and he felt hungry and thirsty, then he opened his eyes, took a few dry food, and drank some water.

At this time, Yu Que's eyes showed regret:

"It still doesn't work. It seems that if I want to cultivate into a Yin God in a short period of time, I must rely on external forces."

He was just trying to visualize on his own to see if he could visualize the Yin Spirit without any external help.

But unfortunately, he still failed.

Not to mention success just now, compared to the first day when he learned the visualization method, his soul has not improved at all and is in a state of chaos.

Moreover, while he was visualizing, except for the first quarter of an hour when he gained some results, he was in a daze afterwards and his visualization had little effect.

However, Yu Que only sighed for a while, then he put away the discouragement in his eyes, jumped up from the ground, and took out the large and small objects he had brought with him.

He first placed pine, cypress, fragrant herbs, deer antlers, feathers and other tributes in order in a formation with the fire pit as the center. Then he took a pile of blue bricks from the corner of the fire room and piled them on top of the fire pit, forming a three-foot square stone platform.

As the saying goes, "open the altar and perform the ritual", if the immortals want to perform the ritual, in addition to having a ritual book to facilitate reading the ritual, they also need an altar!
The importance of the altar to the ritual is like that of the elixir furnace to the alchemist, the talisman pen to the talisman painter, and the array plate to the array master.

Yu Que did not have the conditions before, nor could he be so meticulous. Now that his skills in refining the mind have improved a little, and he has to perform the ritual on himself, he naturally has to pay extra attention.

Although he only used bricks and stones to build a stove-like stone platform, it was not exquisite, but it was better to have it than nothing.

After the stone platform was built, Yu Que carefully took out a roll of black and yellow leather from his bag and spread it on the three-foot stone altar.

The leather didn't look good, but it felt smooth to the touch, just like the skin of a virgin. It was exactly what Huang Guishan had bought for him in the Guiji black market.

However, the skin was not human skin, but the scalp of a three-month-old monkey. It was woven into a doll and given to three-year-old children to play with.

After absorbing popularity for three years, they sewed hundreds of scalps together and provided them to people to wear, which was called "Patchwork Monkey Skin Coat".

It is rumored that this clothing has the effect of concealing ghosts and deceiving evil spirits. If a child wears this clothing, the gods of plague and disease cannot find him. Unless the clothes are torn, there is no worry about major disasters or serious diseases.

The leather in Yu Que's hand did not look good and was greasy. It was obviously an old item. It was also damaged and was not a complete leather jacket.

If not for this, Yu Que would not have been able to afford to buy such a “tattered coat”.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "According to Master Huang, this leather is not good enough to be used as a robe to ward off evil spirits. Instead, it is stained with blood and has resentment. However, it is a good material for us, the alchemists, to perform rituals. It is very effective in attracting ghosts and evil spirits."

As he recalled the past, he carefully covered the monkey's scalp on the stone altar, and finally stretched it with nails, barely able to cover the entire stone altar.

Sure enough, after the scalp altar was set up, he tried to sit cross-legged on it, and he felt a chill under his body. Even though there was a fire pit below, it was of no use.

The household god in his body was therefore slightly excited, as if it was about to go into heat.

This excited Yu Que, and he jumped down from the scalp altar immediately. He took out pieces of corpse from his bag, passed iron wire through them, and hung them on the top of the fire room.

Soon, the fire room, which was originally quite spacious, had wires hanging down like long snakes, at the end of which was a pile of rotten meat and rotten organs, which was extremely creepy.

If there were people present, they would definitely think that Yu Que had been possessed by evil spirits, was killing people for their organs, and was practicing evil methods.

But these rotten meat and organs were not taken from humans either. Instead, they were cat lungs, dog hearts, wolf tongues, cow intestines, pig brains and other things that Huang Guishan and Yu Que found at the ghost market.

When Yu Que got these things, he was very surprised.

There really is everything in the ghost collection. In one day, one can buy all kinds of animal organs and piece together a picture of the human body's internal organs and brain!

After hanging the organs, he took a square pottery jar and a brush, and brushed the rat corpse oil onto the iron wire and rotten meat and organs bit by bit, and inserted the brushes in between.

After doing this, he lit the brushes one by one, and little bits of green light came out, as if mice opened their eyes and stared at him.

An even stronger burnt smell also appeared in the fire chamber.

These green flames, with brushes acting as wicks and rat corpse oil acting as lamp oil, are exactly the rat lanterns in the "Seven Corpses' Returning Lights Ceremony" arranged by Yu Que.

The principle of the ritual he arranged today was to bring his physical body to the brink of suspended death, so that he could have a last burst of vitality and escape death. In this way, after the soul was forced out, it would be easier to condense it into a Yin God.

The reason for using rat oil is to take its meaning of being sneaky and cunning, hoping that when casting the spell, the practitioner can deceive the heavens, quietly lose his soul from his body, and then quietly return to his body and live again.

Therefore, the "Ceremony of the Seven Corpses' Returning Lights" must be performed in a dark room. The sky, the sun, the moon, the stars, the wind, and even more so, people cannot be seen.

Otherwise, the practitioners would be frightened by the presence of people and their three souls and seven spirits would run around in panic. Not to mention coming back to life, it would be good enough for them to end up as a living dead.

All the rituals are ready.

Yu Que sat cross-legged on the stone altar. Even though he had made a lot of preparations in his mind, he couldn't help but breathe quickly at this moment. There was a bit of a gleam in his eyes, and he seemed a little timid.

"Although this 'Seven Corpses' Returning Lights Ritual' is the most suitable and least dangerous ritual I have selected from the guild's ritual book, it still has risks."

At the end, he muttered in his heart, very hesitant: "Or, I should try to comprehend the visualization method on my own and work harder for a while. There is no need to be so anxious..."

But after hesitating for a while, Yu Que held his breath, concentrated, gritted his teeth, and suppressed all these distracting thoughts.

He was determined in his heart: "No matter how good the ritual is, it can't guarantee that I can concentrate successfully in one go. It usually takes multiple times. How can I be timid and continue to delay and hinder the important things!"

next moment.

He suddenly raised his head, stretched out his tongue as far as he could, and quickly took the wire above his head. He exerted force with his fingers and forcefully passed the wire through his tongue, then hung himself on the wire with his head tilted back.

It felt quite painful when he did it, but he didn't feel much. But then he felt a piercing pain and Yu Que couldn't help but cry out, just like a mouse being hanged.

This is the first step in the "Ceremony of the Seven Corpses' Returning Lights", with the tongue hanging from the beam, pretending to be a hanged ghost.

(End of this chapter)

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