"Hehehe, let me tell you. Your father has no money to live underground. Why don't you keep following you? If you don't give me clothes, what should you ask your father to wear?"
This operation of mine completely convinced him, and he quickly asked me, why did he not have enough money to live on even though I had sent money to his father?
I told him: "It is useless to burn bubble paper. In fact, only old yellow paper is useful. But old yellow paper is not easy to burn, and bubble paper is easier to burn. Many people like to burn bubble paper to save trouble, but That thing is gone as soon as it catches fire, not to mention that it doesn’t print money, so it won’t reach the underworld and it’s not considered money at all.”
He said with a grimace: "What should we do? We don't understand this either..."
I continued: "If you must use bubble wrap, buy the kind with money printed on it, otherwise it will be burned in vain. In addition, remember that the best way to burn paper to give money is gold ingots. Gold is a hard currency in the three worlds. You Burning a few bags of ingots is more effective than burning a cart of paper. In the underworld, those papers can only be used as change."
He thought for a while and asked me: "How about the money from the underworld, the kind of big foreign notes, tens of millions or hundreds of millions each?"
I shook my head: "It's basically useless. The inflation of that thing is so serious that no one below will recognize it!"
Hearing what I said, he asked in confusion: "Then...then what should I burn? Just gold ingots?"
I said: "Just listen to me, burn gold ingots, gold bars are also fine, hard currency can be used anytime, and burn some old yellow paper as change."
He thought about it for a while and then asked me: "Then I gave him money, can't he buy his own clothes down there?"
I sighed and said, "As far as I know, you can buy food and drink down here, but you can't buy clothes. As for whether this is the case, you may or may not believe it, but the current fact is that your dad does have no clothes."
He responded repeatedly and asked me: "Then after he sends me away, can my dad leave? Will he still follow me?"
I said: "Your dad can't leave even after sending it away, because it was given by him and it has nothing to do with you. If you want your dad to leave, you'd better go to Mudanjiang yourself and kowtow to your dad's grave. , admit your mistake and burn more things."
"I...I'll try my best. Master, my dad won't harm me, right?"
He had changed his title unknowingly, and I smiled slightly: "Your father will not harm you. At most, he will pinch you a few times in your dreams."
He opened his eyes wide again...
"You are so right. I have been dreaming about my dad in the past few days. He glared at me and pinched me in my dream... You are too powerful. You know all my dreams, alive. God!"
"Haha, you can't be called a living god. You're just a bit of a fool. You didn't have any money to pay for it. Otherwise, if I were to offer incense to the immortal family, I would see more things."
Hearing what I said, he seemed sensible. He quickly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the table for me.
"Yes, yes, you have to give me the money to pay, don't think it's too little."
I looked at the 100 yuan and said with a smile: "Why are you so generous? You only gave 100 yuan to your father, and 100 yuan to me."
He didn't pay attention to the teasing in my words. He chuckled and said, "You are much better than my dad. I think you can cure him. How about this, Master? You talk to my dad and ask him to stay away from me for a few days." Come to me and I will find time next week to go back and visit the grave!"
This kid was finally convinced by me, but then my heart suddenly moved, I looked at him again, and then said.
"Wait a minute, your dad seems to have something to say, it seems to be related to your mom..."
"It has something to do with my mother...what happened to my mother?"
He looked at me eagerly, but I didn't say a word. After a while, I said to him, "Has your mother been looking for a partner all these years?"
His expression immediately became subtle, and he said with an embarrassed look: "You are so right, my mother seems to be a nymphomaniac, she has to change two partners a year, the longest one only lasted two and a half years, what? Isn’t my father happy?”
He said that his mother was a nymphomaniac. This was the first time I saw her. I couldn't help but smile and nod: "Yes, your father is not happy. Does your mother often have headaches, lack of energy, and one leg always hurts?" , and nothing could be found wrong, and by the way, her back also hurts."
He clapped his hands and said: "Oh my God, you are so right. I will be worried about anyone who says you are not a living god. My mother is never well all year round. Either her back hurts or her head hurts. There is indeed one." My legs hurt and I can’t find anything wrong, so what’s the reason?”
I said: "It's obviously your father who caused the trouble. I won't say too much. Your mother is really a bit..."
"Too promiscuous?"
"This is what you said, I didn't say anything..."
"My mother is a bit too much. She is always looking for a partner. No wonder my father is not happy."
I saw that he had finally come to his senses, so I said patiently: "I'm sure you won't be happy with that. Your mother changes partners all the time, and your father has nothing underground. He has been a bachelor for all these years. How about you do this and burn one on your father's grave?" If you are a woman, you can consider giving him a wife so that he will not be unhappy."
He was a little confused: "Burn a woman, do you mean she will die alive?"
"It's paper! You are still alive and dead, you still want to kill someone?"
I glared at him, and he was a little embarrassed and asked me: "Then I'll burn a girl tied with paper for him. That's easy to do. I'll go there in a few days."
I told him: "You'd better tie yourself up as tall as a person, wear colorful clothes, and try to satisfy your father."
He also promised with all his heart, saying that he would give the old man a good wife!
At this point, the hexagram was basically completed. These three people were very happy, especially when this kid left, he was like a living god. I was embarrassed to say it.
After this incident, I still remember it freshly, and I was wondering in my mind, could that boy get a wife for his father?
To be honest, I'm quite curious.
But I didn't deceive him at all. This is completely true. If you say that your husband or wife has passed away, and then you become so promiscuous that you change two or three partners a year, will people be happy with it?
Let alone death, even if two people are divorced, if you get a divorce, your ex-wife will bring a man home, live in your house, sleep on your mattress, spend your money, and maybe even beat your baby. I'm sorry, but I asked you to pay the electricity bill. Do you think you're angry?
But that kid was so lazy that he didn't visit his father's grave for several years, but this time he was very efficient.
It was probably seven or eight days later. Just two days after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, he came to see me, and he brought the two friends from last time with him.
But as soon as I entered the door, I realized that something was wrong with this guy!
