Chapter 6, The Shaman and the Divine Tea

Not long after, Zhang Zichen and I arrived at the front of a two-story wooden cabin halfway up the mountain. I noticed that the feng shui here was remarkably good, but it wasn't originally so; it had been arranged deliberately. The piles of plants and stones in front of the cabin were intentional creations. However, why did I feel a chilling wind when standing at the door? Especially after Zhang Zichen greeted and pushed the door open, I felt a cold, icy air sweep out, making my hair stand on end, and I couldn't help but shiver.

"Xing, Tie Daxian, thank you today. Let us go back and have a cup of tea..."

Zhang Zichen hurriedly led me inside, where the environment was completely different from outside. There were no strange or peculiar items, only ordinary furniture such as a bed, table, chairs, and cabinets. An elderly woman, around sixty years old, was sitting cross-legged on the bed. She was the shaman we were looking for, with an unremarkable appearance, dressed in traditional ethnic attire, her eyes tightly closed, and her hands forming a peculiar gesture placed over her abdomen. An elderly woman, around sixty years old, was sitting cross-legged on the bed. She was the shaman we were looking for, with an unremarkable appearance, dressed in traditional ethnic attire, her eyes tightly closed, and her hands forming a peculiar gesture placed over her abdomen.

I answered honestly at once: "Twenty-five, what is it?"

Zhang Zichen said: "I don't think it's that serious. We can first find a shaman to get a bowl of divine tea to try. I've encountered this kind of symptom before, and it was with the child of my neighbor. He went to the mountains with a few classmates to pick wild fruits, and after urinating on a grave, he came home in this state. After drinking a bowl of divine tea, he was completely fine."

No, I need to go in and ask clearly

I was drenched in cold sweat after what the fortune teller said, is it really that terrifying? It seems that whether I go the wrong way or the right way, it won't matter. What major change am I going to experience? What does 'the seal cannot be broken' specifically mean? Just as I was about to speak, the fortune teller made a gesture to stop and said: 'Do not speak, do not ask...'

I wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead and adjusted my emotions before saying: "Master Tie, if a person is buried and then later exhumed, does that count as a proper burial? Will it affect the villagers?"

If a person has been buried for more than seven days, even if they are exhumed, it will bring great misfortune. If it is less than seven days, there is still hope..." The master pointed at a pile of black mud that had been dug up and said, "Do you see? I told you, once buried, it takes shape. If the person buried below has strong resentment, they will transform into something. Now, this pile of black mud has inadvertently broken the situation. As long as this pile of black mud is preserved, erecting a Sanxian monument on top will not be affected in any way.

Ah? I was momentarily taken aback.

This depends on the wishes of the fortune teller; you must seek her guidance. If she feels you are not sincere, she will not pay you any attention, let alone offer you the divine tea

Did you not hear what the doctor said? There are no issues with your health; he conducts regular check-ups, and there are no hidden ailments. The doctor cannot do anything...

Zhang Zichen pulled out a chair for me to sit on his right, while he sat on the left. Just as I was about to explain my purpose, the fortune teller suddenly opened her eyes and stared at me intently, making me feel quite uneasy inside. Only after a long moment did she speak: "How old are you this year?"

The little horse's gaze was fixed on me: "So... ?"

Zhang Zichen said: "People from the northwest of the town come here for various requests, but you people from the southeast of the town do not come here. Don't say later that you are from the southeast of the town."

When I ascended the mountain, I noticed that the path had been worn very smooth. As I walked, I couldn't help but ask, "Has this shaman had many visitors in the past? Just look at how smooth this path is."

To the right of the door leads to another house. We had barely entered for ten seconds when a cold voice floated out from inside: "Come in"

Master Tie waved his hand and said: "Let's have tea next time at https://m.hetushu.com. Please find someone to take me to the town, as I have some other matters to attend to"

I have a basic understanding of it. There was a previous case that involved feng shui issues, and I conducted some research on it. Later, I found it to be quite a fascinating ancient technique, which gradually drew my interest. I look into it whenever I have the time, and that's all there is to it. I clasped my hands in salute and said, "Therefore, I would still need guidance from a master like you."

The shaman made another gesture to stop: "Write down the birth date and time."

Extend it

I can't believe it, could it be that I have a problem too? Like Cheng Huaihuo, just a touch and I would start spitting black blood and mumbling incoherently? After hesitating for several seconds, I ultimately convinced myself to slowly extend my index finger. The shaman extended her left hand, placing the three middle fingers on top of my middle finger, closing her eyes as her brows twitched incessantly. I looked at her, then at Zhang Zichen, feeling an indescribable sensation in my heart—was it worry? Fear? I didn't know. The shaman extended her left hand, placing the three middle fingers on top of my middle finger, closing her eyes as her brows twitched incessantly. I looked at her, then at Zhang Zichen, feeling an indescribable sensation in my heart—was it worry? Fear? I didn't know.

"Don't! She has issued an eviction order. If you go in again, she won't say anything more. Otherwise, why would I pull you out? Someone like her must not be offended. Hurry up and leave..." Zhang Zichen pulled me away quickly.

Suddenly, the oracle opened her eyes, withdrew her hand, and said: "You will face a great change. If you choose the wrong path, you will be an eternal sinner of your family. If you choose the right path, it will not be a good thing to witness. Fate is irreversible. I will give you four words: 'Gratitude must not be broken'

"The Iron Immortal's words are heavy..." I breathed a sigh of relief. If there is no ancient tomb here, it proves that the direction of the investigation is correct. However, regrettably, this makes the situation even more perplexing. Why dig here? Contemplating this question, I continued, "One last question, is there any ritual that requires the use of embroidered shoes?"

The little horse had a strange expression: "Is it okay? Don't waste time."

Although I did not fully understand why with the books, I did not ask further and continued on my way

Extend the index finger of the right hand

In the humble hospital room, I saw Cheng Huaihuo lying on the bed with an IV drip. This fellow was no longer nervously muttering, but that was due to the sedative he had received. But why was he in this state? Even the doctor could not provide a clear explanation, only suggesting that we transfer him to a larger hospital for a thorough examination. In fact, this was within my expectations; there are some things that technology truly cannot answer, and going to an even larger hospital would be futile.

This... this... Iron Master looked at me with a strange expression, scanning me up and down twice, and said, "There are both advantages and disadvantages, don't you see that?"

Zhang Zichen said: "She probably knows more, it just depends on whether she is willing to speak. For example, regarding you, I really think you should be more cautious; it would be best to set up a formation in the dormitory to avoid any issues."

Ancient tomb? Haha, if this cursed place has an ancient tomb, you can defecate in my celestial hall. You know the address, right? South City Street

As I stepped out, I hurriedly asked Zhang Zichen, "I must have misheard, right? She actually knows that we are asking about a man, and moreover, a police officer?"

Upon entering the wooden house with Zhang Zichen, I found the interior shrouded in smoke, with the scent of the Yuanbao candles particularly intense. The environment inside was quite peculiar, with numerous incomprehensible symbols and images of deities painted on the walls. In the center of the opposite wall stood a large incense table, on which was offered a pair of ... ... cow bones, their yellowish color making it unclear whether they had been stained by the incense smoke or subjected to some special treatment, giving them a very distinctive and frightening appearance

I was momentarily at a loss for words

Lin Weiye. "Tie Daxian blinked rapidly, revealing a contemplative expression. After about ten seconds, he continued, 'I have never heard of such a person. You must be mistaken. This person has a grudge against your village and..."

Is it good or bad now

Ah?

His name is Lin Weiye, and he is an outsider

Zhang Zichen said: "Let's go, I will take you there, but do you know Xiao Cheng's birth date and time?"

After I praised Master Tie with just two sentences, he couldn't help but float up: "Don't say anything, there isn't a master in the autonomous prefecture more powerful than me. Let me ask you first, which master is in charge of this cemetery?"

I asked you how old you are this year The voice of the fortune teller sent chills down my spine

Zhang Zichen and I went out, got into the car, and drove north along the town street. After about twenty minutes, we stopped at the entrance of a village called Qihua Village. Like Jinlang Tian Village, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides. I do not know what our ancestors were thinking, as they all seemed to prefer building villages in such locations, but I believe there must be a reason for it. The shaman is from this village, but she does not live in the village itself; instead, she resides on the mountainside behind the village. This is quite strange, yet not so strange, after all, she is an extraordinary person. This village is called Qihua Village, and like Jinlang Tian Village, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides. I do not know what our ancestors were thinking, as they all seemed to prefer building villages in such locations, but I believe there must be a reason for it. The shaman is from this village, but she does not live in the village itself; instead, she resides on the mountainside behind the village. This is quite strange, yet not so strange, after all, she is an extraordinary person.

I nodded and said, "Understood"

The feng shui knowledge I possess is only sufficient for me to discern the quality of a certain location or arrangement in relation to its environment; I am unable to perceive deeper aspects, such as the consequences of bad feng shui and how to remedy them. Therefore, despite being mentally prepared, the extent of the tragedy, reaching the level of the Three Absolute and Three Yin, still exceeded my expectations and even left me shivering with fear. However, I finally understand why my ancestors prohibited burials near the village on flat land and insisted on mountain burials; they must have consulted a feng shui master in the past. Thus, although I was mentally prepared, the extent of the tragedy, reaching the level of the Three Absolute and Three Yin, still exceeded my expectations and even left me shivering with fear. However, I finally understand why my ancestors prohibited burials near the village on flat land and insisted on mountain burials; they must have consulted a feng shui master in the past.

Let us give it a try; I want to verify it clearly

On the table, there were a pen and paper. I quickly picked them up and wrote down Cheng Huaihuo's birth date and time, then handed it over. The fortune teller took it in her hand, glanced at it, and then blew on it. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the yellowish-white paper ignited in her hand, instantly turning to ashes. She covered the ashes with her palm on the table, closed her eyes, and seemed to mutter a few incantations. After about seven or eight seconds, she opened her eyes and said: "This child has a precious fate, protected by imperial energy. He will not suffer major illnesses or disasters in his life. Do not let ordinary people disturb him; just wait patiently at home!" The yellowish-white paper ignited in her hand, instantly turning to ashes. She covered the ashes with her palm on the table, closed her eyes, and seemed to mutter a few incantations. After about seven or eight seconds, she opened her eyes and said: "This child has a precious fate, protected by imperial energy. He will not suffer major illnesses or disasters in his life. Do not let ordinary people disturb him; just wait patiently at home!"

More than half an hour later, I parted ways with Tie Daxian on the only main street in town; he went to find a friend while I drove to the town hospital

So it means that there cannot possibly be an ancient tomb here

Royal aura for protection? I can't believe it, she can tell from the birth date and time that Cheng Huaihuo is a police officer? ... I looked at Zhang Zichen in shock and found that he was different from me; he was not surprised at all. Calmly, he took out a prepared red envelope from his pocket and handed it over, then pulled me away.

Little Horse said: "Then I will watch here"

Zhang Zichen said: "We have a friend who ... ... "

I always feel that something is off, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Do I believe in the fortune teller? To be honest, it's hard not to believe. She can tell from the birth date that Cheng Huaihuo is a man, and moreover, a police officer. Would she really deceive me? There's no need for that upon our first meeting, right? Also, how can a piece of paper ignite just from her blowing on it? This old woman is quite mysterious.

Absolutely not

That's not what I wanted to ask, but I still noted it down: "Is the environment here a natural one?"

I asked Zhang Zichen: "How long does it take to prepare the spirit tea?"

It is indeed very primitive, and it is estimated that it has remained largely unchanged for about five thousand years

Little Horse looked at me in surprise, and I was surprised myself. However, this case is truly bizarre. I want to conduct an experiment through Cheng Huaihuo to broaden my thinking, thereby gaining enough technical confidence to solve this case

Little Ma asked me: "Xiao Yu, what should we do? Do you think we should send Cheng Huaihuo back to the county town? Or should we consult the team leader first?"