Pei Chu passed the article "The method of stabbing the flesh without pain" in the book without words, and then followed his own understanding from beginning to end. He thought about the practicality after a little bit of it. It was really not complicated.

"This... this should be a spell, right? But can this method really work? Well, it's interesting."

Pei Chu was somewhat interested. When he saw the sentence "Emergency as the law" in the spell, he guessed that this "Stinging the flesh without pain" might be a Taoist spell, but he was still a little doubtful about whether the chanting of the talisman was really effective.

For a modern person who has already established three views, even if he travels through time and looks at things, he will not completely put aside the education he received because of supernatural events such as texts that suddenly appear in the wordless book.

Judging from the name of the spell, it seems that this "stinging flesh-free technique" is aimed at the severe descendant inflammation on his feet. Not to mention whether it is useful, but it still makes him feel a little strange.

Pei Chu looked through the wordless book again. The pages of the paper were simple and old, and there was no novelty. However, no matter what his thoughts were in his mind, he did not dare to look at the useless table-legged object just now.

"I have traveled through time. Should I put my previous ideas aside first? Maybe this is really a world with magical Taoism?"

Pei Chu looked at the wordless book in his hand quietly, thought for a while, and suddenly shook his head and laughed.

He was just a first time, and he had no idea what the world was like. He was naturally biased to use his past experience to view it casually.

Besides, he is not a person with absolutely firm beliefs in some aspects, most of them just keep a distance.

Or to put it bluntly, he is like most people, that is, his left eyelid twitches. I am lucky to have the right eyelid twitches, and I will get rid of your feudal superstition.

"Speaking of this, this father of the previous generation has always been a bit ridiculous?"

When Pei Chu read the fragments of memories in his mind, there would always be a man with a haggard face like an old farmer. The divine nagging is naturally his description, but from the scene of memory, the father of this predecessor is indeed a little different from an ordinary farmer.

He could see that his father, who was born in this small village called Guanqian Village, was still a small sight. People often came to chat at the door of his house, and even sent some vegetables such as fruits and vegetables.

And if you know a few herbs and folk remedies, you will know a little about the weather. If you have any weddings and weddings in this mountain village, you will mostly come to him to choose the days, and occasionally you will have some strange rituals such as "jumping the gods to summon the soul" with local characteristics.

For example, after he woke up these days, Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen’s family, who took good care of him, seemed to be the father of his predecessor who helped him several times in his early years, and they have always accepted this favor.

"It's okay to try it!"

Pei Chu rubbed his chin, and the smooth jaw of the seventeen-year-old boy made him a little uncomfortable when he got used to the slut. His mentality was a little bit skeptical, and more because of his severe despicable descent, he was so bored and more curious about his lack of interest after traveling through time.

Besides, if you don’t practice it, how can you know whether the “stinging flesh-free method” that appears in this wordless book is true or false, and whether it has any effect?

"If you just want to draw talismans, you need yellow paper and cinnabar. Well, this should be......"

After carefully considering the operability of this "stinging meat without pain", Pei Chu then considered the tools needed.

After glanced around the room, I suddenly felt like I remembered something, stood up again, and limped towards another room separated by the dilapidated curtains in the house.

The room is dim, with the same few rough furniture pieces, wooden beds and wooden tables, and some messy guys.

Pei Chu followed his fragmented memories and searched in a small box next to the wooden table in the house. Sure enough, he found a stack of yellow paper, a small piece of cinnabar, and a pointed and bald brush.

Pei Chu looked at the things he found, and he had a little more guesses about the "god" father. He guessed that he was probably a witch doctor, a sorcerer, a god-man, and he couldn't say whether he was really a scammer or a liar.

After searching out these things and taking them to the wooden table outside, Pei Chu did not immediately start drawing the talismans by pressing the few talismans given in the wordless book, but read them carefully in accordance with the text content of the "Stinging the Feces without Pain" to see if there are any omissions.

"By the way, there's still a needle."

Pei Chu took the wordless book and looked at the tools such as cinnabar, yellow paper, and brushes, and gently patted his forehead.

I stood up and searched in the room, but this time it was not as smooth as before. Yellow paper and cinnabar, which he seemed to be difficult to find, benefiting from his predecessor’s father, were available in it now, but a fine needle that could not be found after tossing and turning.

There is no hostess in this family. When my father, who was the "speakable" in his previous life, he occasionally did some sewing needlework. However, since his death last year, no one has done these things in his memory. It seems that most of the time, the neighbors helped him to sew clothes.

Pei Chu simply stood up, took the pottery bowl to the stove outside the house, scooped a scoop of water from a bucket of water that a neighbor helped to pick yesterday, washed the pottery bowl, and limped out of the yard.

The yellow mud path outside the courtyard gate is deep in the grass and trees.

Hundreds of loess wooden houses stand against the mountain. Outside the village, a green stream flows in the water, and by the single-wood bridge, there are towering old willows hanging down on the treetops.

There are pastoral fields in the distance, and there are vague figures working in it. The yellow dogs chase the chickens nearby, and the noise is mixed with a few cicadas.

"What a good scenery, it's in another world, but it can really be developed into a scenic spot."

Pei Chu took a sip of fresh air, looking at the distant mountains and dark green, and felt a little relaxed and happy for a moment. He stood there for a long time before turning to a house not far from him.

The layout and appearance of the houses in the village are roughly similar, but the repairs are different from the old and new.

As soon as Pei Chu walked to the fence of the bamboo woven, he saw a boy pushing open the wood door and walking out. After seeing Pei Chu, the boy came up in a few steps and said happily: "Brother, are you here to return my pottery bowl?"

"Yes, has Xiao Bu eaten?" Pei Chu looked at the child in front of him and laughed in harmony.

"I've eaten, the food I cooked is delicious." Chen Bu licked his lips unconsciously, then reached out to pull Pei Chu's sleeves seriously, and pointed to the winding Bixi River far in front of the village. "Brother, my mother said she wouldn't let me play by the stream, Brother Yier is gone."

"Absent?" Pei Chu frowned slightly, hugged the pottery bowl in his hand with one hand, and touched the little braid on the child's head with the other hand, "That little cloth must be obedient and don't go to the water to play."

Pei Chu had no impression of Brother Yier who Chen Bu said, and probably guessed it was either scared by his family or a tragedy. All he could do was to tell him that if the child was left unattended, it would be good to avoid going to the waterside.

While he was talking, he seemed to hear the movement outside in the loess house. The girl named Chen Su walked out and looked at Pei Chu and screamed again, "Brother, don't hurry to return it, I'll send you some food tonight."

"Su Su, isn't my aunt here?" Pei Chu handed the pottery bowl in his hand to the other party, and then asked again.

"My mother is going to replenish hemp." The little girl looked at the clean pottery bowl with a smile on her face, and then looked at Pei Chu and asked, "Is Brother Pei looking for my mother?"

"Oh, my clothes were torn and I needed some sewing. I wanted to borrow some needlework from my aunt."

The little girl seemed surprised and blinked her eyes, "Brother can bring it, I'll sew it for you."

"That's not necessary." Pei Chu smiled, "It's just a small hole."

"Brother, wait." The little girl smiled slightly, hugged Tao Wan and turned around and walked into the house with her fine feet.

Standing in front of this loess house, Pei Chu looked at the village from a distance. The houses were like fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry and bamboo, but they really had a bit of the atmosphere of a peach blossom land.

"If you can really die of this small mountain village in your life, maybe it's a good choice, right?"
Chapter completed!