I was just halfway through lunch that day when Ma Yunfeng brought a few people over to see what was going on.
He has been bringing people here a lot recently, so I put down my chopsticks and stood up to greet them and invite them in.
The person watching this was a man about forty years old. He was chubby and looked a little weak. He sat down and sweated.
Ma Yunfeng introduced him as Zhu Jianjun.
So I showed it to him, and then I said that this eldest brother is a very good man, and he has a good wife at home.
His family members said that it was true. They did have a Tangtou at home, and he could usually look after others. However, there seemed to be some problems with the Tangtang recently, and Zhu Jianjun behaved strangely every now and then, a little dazed, and looked unusual.
Ma Yunfeng also said that Brother Zhu was his old customer in the past and asked me to take a closer look.
I understood as soon as I heard that this store was probably established by Ma Yunfeng. I guess I didn't understand it. Now there is a situation. This is after-sales service.
So I told them that the matter of setting up a hall is not easy to do. No matter how powerful the master is, he has to check the hall every two years to see if there are any changes and ask the leader of the hall to make arrangements. So This is normal and not a problem.
They all nodded and said yes, they just wanted to ask the master to take a look and then figure out what to do.
This falls into the category of "talking to the public". Normally I wouldn't accept it, but this was brought by Ma Yunfeng, so I couldn't help but give him face.
I first took his pulse and checked the conditions of various immortal families. It turned out that basically there was no problem and it was generally stable.
Then I asked if any immortal family wanted to go to the church, and he couldn't explain, because normally, every immortal family would give their disciples a sense of touch or some kind of reminder if they wanted to attend the church.
Unless the hall is extremely chaotic and the disciples have lost all physical senses, or are confused, they will all be somewhat sensitive.
But Zhu Jianjun didn't feel anything. He just felt sleepy and dazed all day long. He couldn't do anything in a daze. His mind seemed to be a ball of mush. His biggest characteristic was that he ate as fast as he saw food and never felt full no matter how much he ate. Sometimes I have to eat seven or eight times a day.
I thought to myself, what is going on? Is this a jobber?
It seems that just relying on induction to check is not enough, so I called out to Ma Yunfeng, come on, get on the drums and ask God!
No matter how difficult the question is, as long as you invite the Xian family to ask, you will probably know what is going on.
It's just that there are very few people who ask gods to investigate things now. Old gods like Aunt Hu and the others always ask gods to investigate everything no matter what, and let the Xian family investigate it themselves. This is also the old rule. .
But when I ask the gods, I don’t ask them to come to me, because my old immortals rarely go to the body. I ask Zhu Jianjun’s immortal to come to him.
Ma Yunfeng was already prepared and brought all the drums. He immediately cleared his throat and started playing the drums to pray to the gods.
I won’t go into details about this process. Anyway, everything he sings is like Er Er Zhuan. I guess if he is not Er Shen, he can find a folk art troupe to perform as a performer.
The meaning of setting up a pair is to find a partner. It is a term for duo. A male and a female combination is called a pair.
Anyway, after Ma Yunfeng sang for a few minutes, Zhu Jianjun started to feel more and more uncomfortable, and he was gasping for air. I thought he was singing his old slow tune.
After a while, Zhu Jianjun came to the fairy. Then he didn't jump or jump. He knelt down and crawled all over the room.
He was humming while climbing. When I asked him anything, he didn't say anything, he just hummed.
This surprised me because I had never seen anything like this before. What kind of thing is this?
Ma Yunfeng also leaned over and asked: "Which old immortal is this? Are you going to welcome the wind or the cold? There is no roasted chicken or pig's trotters in this room today. There are only a few bags of snacks and two bags of Shaqi." Ma…”
I glared at him and thought to myself, "You are so weird. Are you thinking about the delicious food of my Qinglong when you come here?"
Ma Yunfeng laughed and fell silent, but Zhu Jianjun was still crawling on the ground, humming as if he was looking for something.
None of us dare to touch him, we just have to see what he wants to do.
As a result, Zhu Jianjun went straight to the table where I was eating. When he climbed there and looked up, he was still humming, which sounded a little urgent, as if he wanted to eat.
I made two dishes that day, one stir-fried meat with garlic sprouts, one mixed with pulled skin, and a small bowl of braised pork, leftovers from the day before.
When I saw this posture, I thought he wanted to eat it, so I went over and gave him the stewed meat, but he didn't eat it. I gave him the meat fried with garlic sprouts and skinned, but he didn't eat it either.
But, he was still so impatient that his mouth was drooling and he was shaking his head.
Ma Yunfeng came over at this time, took a look at his appearance, thought for a while and said to me: "Brother Fan, something doesn't look right to me. This is not a normal immortal."
I also thought thoughtfully: "Well, it's quite abnormal. It feels like something..."
Suddenly, an idea came into my mind and I said to Ma Yunfeng: "Just keep an eye here. I'll go get something and come back."
Then I quickly walked into the kitchen and brought a basin over. When Ma Yunfeng saw me getting a basin, he suddenly understood something.
Next, we both poured the food on the table, including the rice, into the basin. Ma Yunfeng even used chopsticks to stir it up vigorously.
His family members were all confused and asked, "What are you two doing? Why are you so busy folding baskets?"
Zheluo is a northern dialect, which is leftovers mixed with various leftovers. I remember when I was having a banquet when I was a child, basically every family could grab some Zheluo to take back, and then they would have both hot and cold dishes together. Eat for several days.
After finishing folding the basket in the basin, Ma Yunfeng put it on the ground. Then he looked at Zhu Jianjun and rushed up. He thrust his head into the basin and started hugging him.
All the people present were dumbfounded. His family members tried to pull him up, but Ma Yunfeng stopped him and said, "Don't worry about it. Let's talk after he finishes hugging him."
So a group of people had no choice but to watch and saw that the big brother made all the folding baskets in less than three minutes.
It made me feel bad to see it, that shit was my lunch, and he had finished it for me before I even finished it.
Mix this cold pulled pork belly with braised pork and stir-fried garlic sprouts, plus a bowl of rice. I think it will be quite fragrant...
After a while, there was nothing left in the folded basket, and the bottom of the basin was licked clean. We then got him back to his seat, where he kept licking his mouth, as if he still had more to say.
By this time I already knew what he was doing, so I asked him: "Old immortal, you are full after eating. Please open your mouth and tell me your name."
He looked up at me, grunting, but still didn't speak.
Seeing that he remained silent, I asked again: "You see, if you don't speak, we won't know who you are or what you want to do?"
He continued to groan, but still didn't speak.
The family members nearby also came to persuade him, but no matter what we said, he was speechless, but he seemed a little anxious and shook his head.
Ma Yunfeng and I looked at each other and were completely convinced.
It’s not that this immortal doesn’t want to speak, it’s that he doesn’t know how to speak at all.
If you guessed it correctly, this is a pig fairy!
