Chapter 9 Spells
It was still pitch black outside, and unusually dark. If you didn't turn on the lights, you probably couldn't see your hand in front of you. Even with a flashlight, the light could only reach a short distance, and it wasn't very bright.
The stinky old man was walking in front, so I quickly approached him from behind and said, "Master, I'll light the way for you."
"What the hell, turn off the light! You scared the little ghost away!"
The stinky old man said something, and suddenly turned around and slapped the flashlight in my hand. The flashlight flew out and hit the earth wall, breaking into pieces. The light flashed and then went out. I just felt that my eyes were dark, and I couldn't see my hand in front of me.
"Damn it, you old man, what are you doing? I can't see!"
I turned around and cursed, but I couldn't see him anymore. As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt something passing through my eyes. My heart tightened and I quickly reached out to wipe my eyes.
"Why are you yelling? Open your eyes and look again."
The voice of the stinky old man came from the front. I quickly wiped my eyes and opened them wide. The darkness in my vision gradually dissipated, and I saw the stinky old man walking in front.
Oh, I can actually see it, but the light is a little dim, it feels like dusk or sunset. But no matter what, it's good to be able to see it. I quickly ran to catch up with the stinky old man.
"The Taoist priest is really capable. Like this, we don't even need a flashlight after dark. It's really convenient to walk at night."
The stinky old man turned around and glared at me, saying, "You're dreaming."
But there was a somewhat smug look on his face. Everyone likes to hear good words, hehe.
Unconsciously, we have been walking for a while, but still walking in the middle of two lines of broken earth houses. Looking forward, we still can't see where the exit is. The stinky old man used to talk a lot, but now he doesn't talk much, just walking forward slowly.
After walking for a while, I couldn't help it anymore, so I asked, "Master, this place doesn't seem right. When will we reach the end?"
The stinky old man suddenly stopped, turned to me and said, "What do you think?"
I was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"When do you think we'll be done?"
The stinky old man asked again.
I was getting more and more confused. How could he ask me about this? How would I know? But the old man looked serious, and he didn't look like he was joking with me.
"Well, it seems we have fallen into the trap of that female ghost. Ah, I remember that the novel said that this seems to be the so-called ghost wall."
"Snapped!"
Before I could finish my words, the stinky old man slapped me on the forehead. My head hurt, and I was furious. I cursed, "Stinky old man, why did you hit me?"
"Read less of those indecent books."
Damn, an indecent book? I don’t think you are a serious person!
"Don't look with your eyes, look with your heart. The mortal eye can only see appearances, and most of the appearances are false."
The old man spoke seriously, but I didn't quite understand him. I smiled awkwardly and asked, "Master, I don't have much knowledge, so please explain it to me . If you don't use your eyes to see things, how can you see them with your heart?"
The stinky old man patted his head with his hand, seeming a little helpless. I couldn't help but feel a little sad. This can't be blamed on me. I didn't read much and didn't have much knowledge. What can I do if I don't understand?
“It’s not about seeing with the heart in your stomach, but seeing and feeling with the eyes of your heart.”
The stinky old man put down his hand, his face was very serious, there was no blame, nor was there a look of contempt. But I still felt a little inferior in my heart, and I had seen the contempt in the eyes of those who were knowledgeable or had high status more than once before.
"What are you doing, little brat? You look like you've eaten shit."
I was stunned and yelled, "You old bastard, you're the one who ate shit!"
The stinky old man smiled and said, "That's right. People live for themselves and those who care about them. Why should you care about the thoughts and opinions of those who don't care about you? All living things are born equal, there is no distinction between high and low."
I couldn't help but be stunned, staring at the smelly old man in a daze.
"Without farmers, how will everyone eat? Without workers, how will everyone live? Without drivers, how will everyone ride? Without cooks, how will everyone eat in restaurants? Without cleaners, how dirty will the streets be?"
"Everyone in this world is unique, noble, and respectable. But if you don't even look down on yourself, how can you expect others to look up to you?"
I suddenly felt that this sloppy old man was taller and more pleasing to the eye than many people in fancy clothes. I turned my head away, wiped my eyes, and smiled, "I don't look down on myself."
"I'll teach you a spell."
"Spell?"
In my mind, there came to me images of gods in mythological movies, flying on clouds, being able to change their shapes, and performing other magical tricks.
"What are you thinking about, little brat? Have you read too many novels?"
The stinky old man laughed and cursed. I quickly laughed, then I was stunned and asked in surprise: "Master, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
The stinky old man smiled mysteriously and said, "If you become my apprentice, I will teach you this method, and you will be able to see what others are thinking in the future."
I quickly smiled and said, "Master, let's talk about this later. Let's get back to the topic we were talking about. What magic do you want to teach me?"
Even if it's not like what is shown in mythological novels or on TV, the magic the old man talked about must be magical.
"Let me explain briefly. The spells I mentioned require three prerequisites: seals, formulas, and spiritual power. Spiritual power is the most basic requirement for spells, just like the foundation of a house, supporting the entire house. The formula is a spell, and different formulas will have different seals. The two are combined to form an array. The array controls the spiritual power, which can release the effect of this spell."
"do you understand?"
The stinky old man finished speaking in one breath, then looked at me and asked.
I stared at him blankly. Although I heard everything he said and understood every word, I really didn't understand what he was talking about when he put it together. The old man looked serious. Although I didn't want to disappoint him, I really didn't understand what the seals, formulas, and spiritual power were. He talked so mysteriously that it felt like I was reading a novel or watching TV.
The stinky old man waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay. It's a little early to tell you this now, but this is just the most basic theoretical knowledge. Just listen and remember it."
