Chapter 14: Crafting the Heavenly Canopy Ruler
Li Ruonan had never been struck like this before. In just one day, she had been slapped and then forcefully pinned against the wall, her stomach pressed upon. She felt her life had never been so miserable.
The young man before her, named Li Chegan, showed no manners whatsoever.
With her head bowed, she felt an overwhelming sense of grievance but dared not reveal even a trace of discontent, fearing another slap from Li Xuan.
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In the rented apartment, Xie Qiming and Chen Letong had already chosen their rooms.
He awkwardly said, “Because of Duoduo’s situation, I’ll have to trouble you for the next seven days. Once this is over, I will properly thank you.”
Li Xuan waved his hand and smiled, “All parents have the same heart—they do everything for their children. Just hold on for now.”
Perhaps it was because of his experience with rituals.
That night, Chen Letong slept soundly, undisturbed by nightmares.
The next morning.
On the third-floor balcony.
Li Xuan returned from shopping with many items. Following instructions from a book, he set up an altar on the balcony facing north. He placed four divine tablets in order: North Yin, North Pole, East Peak, and Heavenly Canopy. A large incense burner was set along with offerings of fruits, fresh water, and flowers.
He had already bathed and changed, then paid respects to the Three Great Emperors, formed the Heavenly Canopy hand seal, and bowed to the Heavenly Canopy Marshal.
After completing the full ritual, he took a two-foot-long peachwood stick, sawed it to length, peeled it with a plane, and carved it with a knife into a rectangular stick.
He continued shaping it until it resembled a ruler.
It measured one foot two inches in length, two inches and four fen in width, and eight fen thick—about 40 by 8 by 2.6 centimeters. He then carefully carved the edges to form four bevelled corners, creating a long rectangular prism with six flat faces.
He worshiped the Emperor of the Purple Star at the North Pole.
He paid homage to the Heavenly Canopy Marshal’s tablet.
Using an engraving knife, he inscribed the names of the twenty-eight lunar mansions, the sun and moon, as well as the names of the Purple Star Emperor and the Heavenly Canopy Marshal, along with the Southern Six and Northern Seven stars.
Finally, with a brush dipped in vermilion, he painted over the carved characters, giving the newly made Heavenly Canopy ruler a profound aura of folk culture.
Li Xuan held the over one-foot-long ruler and swung it a few times—it felt just right.
He wondered if one strike to the head of the Black Buddha Mother would crack it open!
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Over the next few days,
For the first three mornings, Li Xuan sat cross-legged on the balcony facing north, meditating on the divine presence within his body.
On the fourth day, Chen Letong’s condition rapidly declined. Having fasted for over three days, she was weak all over, breathing heavily, her hands trembling even when raised.
Xie Qiming saw this and felt heartache, unable to eat.
He asked Li Xuan, “I’ve checked—seven days without food is possible, but water is essential. Without it, severe organ damage will occur.”
Li Xuan replied, “So you mean to have Duoduo re-infected with the curse, and have the Qing Gong couple die alongside her?”
Xie Qiming was shocked, slapped himself hard, and said, “I lost control just now. Sorry.”
Concern blurred his judgment.
By the fifth day, Chen Letong was at her weakest, barely able to speak clearly, her will growing faint.
As Li Xuan descended the stairs,
Li Ruonan secretly hurried upstairs to peek at her daughter. Seeing her as if near death, tears streamed down her face. She bought bottled water, hoping to feed her.
Xie Qiming was a man of principle. Though pained, he firmly stopped Li Ruonan.
On the sixth day, Chen Letong fell into a coma, her skin burning hot. The thermometer showed a high fever of 39 degrees Celsius.
Li Ruonan paced below, frequently video-calling Xie Qiming to check on Chen Letong.
On the seventh day, Chen Letong lay motionless on the bed, pale and bloodless, her heartbeat barely perceptible, her pulse weak.
Because this was a critical period, after Li Ruonan’s visit two days prior,
Li Xuan invited his master to replace Chen Letong’s room door with a reinforced security door filled with solid wood. Even an adult wielding an axe would find it impossible to break through within three hours. The lock was upgraded to a four-way deadbolt, reaching the security level of a confidential archive room.
Xie Qiming could not enter either.
Li Ruonan’s mental state deteriorated, her rationality slipping away. Holding a fire axe, she shouted her worries about her daughter and stormed upstairs, determined to break the door and rescue Chen Letong.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and dark circles the size of half a coin marked her skin.
Li Xuan guessed that the Black Buddha Mother, sensing Chen Letong was about to break free from the curse’s control, began to exert pressure on Li Ruonan.
Without hesitation, he punched Li Ruonan in the eye socket to silence her.
Unexpectedly, after she was knocked unconscious, several police cars arrived downstairs. Only then did Li Xuan realize that Li Ruonan had called the police before coming to the apartment.
In Bay Island, cases of child abduction were grave matters.
The police were even equipped with P99 pistols. They climbed the stairs with guns drawn, looking very serious.
Xie Qiming, unused to such a scene, bravely said to Li Xuan, “You take Duoduo and leave, then close the door. I’ll hold them off as long as I can!”
The houses were densely packed; many roofs were close enough to leap across.
Li Xuan carried Chen Letong on his back, secured her with a rope, climbed out the third-floor window, landed on a neighbor’s roof, climbed to another building, and finally jumped down into an alley.
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The rapid footsteps drew near.
The police had arrived.
By the roadside was a motorcycle with its keys still in the ignition. Li Xuan jumped on, started it, shifted gears, revved the throttle, and sped off!
The police were stunned but quickly started their patrol cars in pursuit.
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