MTL - Twilight Boundary

Chapter 39: New Year’s Book

Grab a handful of rough and cold pond ash, put it into a coarse cloth purse, tie it tightly, and carry it with you. Hu Ma has his first amulet since he came to this world.

 And with this amulet, he is qualified to sleep all night...

According to the rules in the village, after the mother-in-law passed away, it was better for someone to live at home, which meant that there were still people in the family, so the second master did not rush to ask Hu Ma to return to the village, but stayed for a few days.

Huma is not in a hurry. He also needs time and space to think about his own affairs and understand some things.

Before going to Zhuangzi to meet the second master, Hu Ma barely had a good night's sleep in the village. She even had to rely on her mother-in-law's incantation at night to avoid being disturbed by evil spirits.

 But this time when I came back, I had a furnace in my body and a talisman, which solved the problem of being constantly intruded by evil spirits.

 He stayed alone in the thatched hut left by his mother-in-law and slept all night, but nothing happened.

 It’s just that there is no one to help make breakfast.

But Hu Ma, who had rushed to work and performed well earlier, was not that delicate and delicate.

 You still know where to fetch water, where to grind flour, which jar in the house contains coarse salt, and which jar contains pickles.

 It’s okay to feed yourself.

In the first few days after seeing off her mother-in-law, the people in the village took good care of Hu Ma, who was suddenly lonely. They gave her a few pieces of bread and carried two loads of water.

Of course, it was not because of Hu Ma's favor, but because he remembered his mother-in-law's kindness, or because he felt that Hu Ma was the only one left to pity him when he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

 But after a few days, everyone gradually became accustomed to it, as if nothing had happened.

Huma lived peacefully in the hut left by her mother-in-law, and silently took inventory of the things left by her mother-in-law.

I wonder if my mother-in-law had already prepared to die with that ghost of the Meng family. She seemed to have arranged everything about Hu Ma in advance. Xiao Hongtang, she entrusted it to Hu Ma. The horoscope sticker stayed with Hu Ma, Xiao Hong. Tang then followed Hu Ma.

This little girl is usually playful and often runs away without a trace, but as long as Hu Ma burns a stick of incense, she knows she is home.

According to her mother-in-law, Xiao Hongtang has become her little angel in this way?

 I don’t know what the ghost is used for, but a little girl who can’t be seen by others can do a lot of things?

 At least if you go to Cui's house to steal a piece of bacon, no one will notice, right?

 The second thing my mother-in-law left behind was the black porcelain jar.

 Hu Ma knew what was wrong with him, and her mother-in-law should also know about it, so she left this jar for herself.

  Inside, there were actually pills one after another, stuffed to the brim.

The pills are bright red, and when you hold them in your hand, blood will ooze out. One pill is about the size of a longan.

 “Is this all blood Tai Sui?”

Humah took a sniff and felt that the smell was familiar and should be the same.

Since he went out to find his mother-in-law, he had not eaten any Tai Sui for three or four days. After finishing the funeral for his mother-in-law, he ate one and immediately felt that his body was getting warm.

 The fire that had been consumed before was gradually replenished with the swallowing of this blood pill.

He sighed secretly: These are all things that his mother-in-law left specially for him to save his life!

 It's just that this one is not enough to make you gain as much benefit as you did when you ate meat.

But eating one pill every two days is enough to support my body without any problems, and my body's fire level has maintained a positive increase.

I have seen earlier that my Tao Xing already has one and a half sticks of incense. I wonder if the blood food pills in this jar will be able to reach the level of three sticks of incense after eating all the blood food pills in the jar.

Of course, Hu Ma couldn't help but think in her heart: "Before my mother-in-law left, she didn't tell herself where the blood Tai Sui came from. She only said that the blood Tai Sui in Lao Yin Mountain was about to be cut off by her..."

“What if I finish the jar of blood Tai Sui and still don’t get enough heat?”

 It’s a pity that Hu Ma has no way to ask these questions.

When I asked Xiao Hongtang afterwards, she just bit her finger and said, "Mother-in-law can find it."

 “Mother-in-law can also find places where others say they don’t exist.”

　　　…”

“Is this my mother-in-law’s special ability?”

Huma couldn't expect her mother-in-law to tell her in her dreams, so she could only hold on to hope and opened the booklet left by her mother-in-law.

""Qingyuan Hu's Zhensui Shu" sounds like it is a family heirloom?"

I have already guessed that the origin of my mother-in-law, or my original body, must be extraordinary.

You can tell the strong character of your family from your enemies, and you are at a level where you can make enemies with the Huaiyin Meng family. Besides, the mother-in-law cuts off the gold-like precious blood Tai Sui every day and feeds it to herself as pork. This in itself is not The average person can do it.

Hu Ma knew that there should be many good things in this secret technique, but after opening it, her mood suddenly became surprised, happy and helpless.

　What is surprising is that the things recorded here should be all real things. It is a full volume and it is dazzling.

What cures diseases, seeks grass, burns bones, asks ghosts, detects pulses...

 But what is helpless is that I know every word in this booklet, but I can't understand it. To describe it more carefully, it’s like a sixth-grade child taking a nuclear bomb manufacturing process.

 Literacy refers to literacy, and understanding refers to understanding.

The above terms are quite confusing, the meanings of unfamiliar words and curses are all confusing to me.

“It seems that I still have to start with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and two-dimensional equations…”

Hu Ma looked at the ocean and sighed, looking at the paper, he knew it, but it didn't know his own words, so he used his imagination.

“There is some content in it, as if it is related to Tai Sui…”

“Could it be that there is a way to explore the meat mountain for blood food and find the rare Tai Sui?”

“Isn’t it possible that my mother-in-law harvested all the blood food in Laoyin Mountain for me just because of the skills recorded above?

　　　…”

 I couldn't help but feel a sense of shock, vaguely feeling that if this was really the case, it would be a great knowledge.

Of course, all of this can only be speculation and assumption.

If you want to truly understand these, you must first learn some basic knowledge of this world, and then learn this secret technique.

 But who can I learn from?

 Er Master?

The second master was already very impatient: "I understand the rules and regulations of Mingzhou Mansion's ajar door. Do you want to learn from it?"

These words made Hu Ma blush and feel a little embarrassed. She just took advantage of this time to ask the second master about his real skills and his experiences in the outside world when he was young.

At first, the second master was still talking to Hu Ma excitedly, but gradually, he started to feel empty, and Hu Ma kept asking him questions, and he couldn't hold himself any longer.

 As soon as Hu Ma asked him about it, he became anxious and showed off his unique skills.

This made Hu Ma a little curious: "Second Master, you have been a boy for sixty years, what is the use of understanding the market in this area?"

The second master’s face became even more troubled: “Have I ever had sex?”

 Sensing that the second master was unhappy, Hu Ma hurriedly smiled: "I just want to ask, are the skills you taught us to the end, how can we learn the rest?"

 “It’s the best. Anyway, the skills I know are the best.”

In the end, the second master had no choice but to answer Hu Ma: "I really don't understand the rest..."

“You said that your mother-in-law is so capable. If you didn’t learn it while you were still alive, why would you bother to come to our industry to get in trouble?”

　　　…”

After hearing what the second master said, Hu Ma understood.

 Er Ye really doesn’t know how to do it.

Er Ye doesn’t even understand why he wants to continue learning. After all, with the skills he has learned now, he can already be a good meat cutter...

 But Hu Ma knew in her heart that she must learn this skill.

Before her mother-in-law left, she told her that she should continue to learn the more powerful skills in Erye's profession.

However, Hu Ma also thought about it afterward. Since her mother-in-law was sure that this profession could save her life, and she knew that the second master did not know a higher level of Dharma, why didn't she tell herself?

 Is it because she doesn’t know how to do it herself, or is it just to test herself?

"With my little stove skills, if we go up the ladder, we have to find those monks from the Blood Food Gang. They do have unique skills. Second Master, I also know that our skills belong to their lineage, but how can we settle down and make a living? How can it be so easy to teach others your skills?"

The second master explained to Hu Ma: "You, accept this and go to the mines with me twice. The most important thing is to marry a housewife..."

　　　…”

“I also think it’s good to marry a housewife and live a stable life, but it’s not possible without learning...”

Hu Ma needed to learn those skills to save her life, but she couldn't tell the second master directly, so she could only think about it in her own mind.

The weather is gradually getting colder, and it is the most leisurely time in the stockade, but no one in the stockade dares to relax. They are preparing the land for plowing, sowing seeds, feeding the livestock a few more handfuls of food, and preparing for the next spring harvest.

Those young men who learned their skills from the second master also worked harder, and some family members were so cruel that they bought a few more pieces of white Tai Sui meat to supplement them.

This is because they are afraid that their fire is not strong enough and the people of the Blood Food Gang will look down on them.

 Once you don’t like it, you have to wait another year, which is a waste of a year’s food.

 That night, he read for a while by the oil lamp as usual.

Even though he couldn't understand the things in the Hujiazhen New Year's Book, he still tried his best to write it down, word by word, in his mind, maybe it would be useful later.

 After falling asleep, in a daze, I suddenly heard a voice: "Brother Lao Baigan, can you hear it?"

 (End of this chapter)