Seeing that I had something to say, Taoist Fang, without any hesitation, left the crowd with me and came to a deserted corner.
The reason why I called him was as a kind reminder that the blessing on his charm was gone.
To be honest, I am not a troublesome person. His talisman is not working and has nothing to do with me.
But I saw that he was not a bad person and indeed had two brushes, so I wanted to make friends through this matter.
So I stopped nagging him and said straight to the point: "Master Fang, let me first state that I don't have any ill intentions. I just want to kindly remind you that if I say something wrong, don't be offended."
"It's okay, just say it!" He graciously told me that it didn't matter.
I typed my manuscript and looked at the talisman in his hand: "The purpose of collecting money to do things is to help the Lord eliminate misfortune and seek good fortune and avoid disaster. But if the talisman in my hand doesn't work, wouldn't it mean that we are ruining our own reputation?"
As I spoke, I observed his face carefully.
Director Fang was not angry, but looked at me with admiration: "I saw it right..."
He handed the two talismans into my hands, then said with a smile: "Look again, do these talismans work?"
I took a closer look and saw that the two ordinary papers actually glowed faintly in the palm of my hand.
The one with white light is probably a purification charm, and the one with golden light is probably a fortune charm.
I looked at this magical but weird scene in front of me, and I was so surprised that I couldn’t open my mouth from ear to ear: “This…”
Taoist priest Fang sighed helplessly: "As you can see, it's not the problem with the talisman."
If it's not Fu's business, it's other people's business.
"To be honest, something happened to me recently. If you have time, let's find a place to chat after finishing the matter later!" Director Fang seemed to have something to say to me, but it's not convenient right now.
I originally wanted to make friends. Even if we couldn't become friends, we would get to know each other and avoid conflicts when doing things in the future. I didn't expect that Director Fang would take the initiative to invite me. It was really unexpected.
After all, in the eyes of ordinary Taoist priests, folk magic such as looking at rice, looking at incense, burning eggs, and inviting immortals, which are gods and ghosts, cannot enter their eyes at all.
However, Taoist Fang didn't care, and his personality was very straightforward, which made people feel comfortable.
"Okay...you can decide the place." I readily agreed to him.
After that, there were some explanations and finishing work. My uncle was very convinced by Taoist Master Fang and sent him a red envelope in a sensible manner.
Seeing that it was getting late, my uncle wanted to stay with Taoist Master Fang for a meal, but he declined.
"You're welcome. I have important matters to attend to, so I won't be able to stay any longer." Director Fang said goodbye to his sister-in-law and uncle, and looked at me in a tacit understanding.
As soon as he left, I found an excuse to sneak out. As soon as I walked out, I saw Director Fang standing on the side of the street, motioning me to go to the Fuyuan Tea House opposite.
When he came to the private room, Director Fang ordered a pot of Tieguanyin and a plate of exquisite refreshments, then lit a cigarette and started puffing away.
I think this Mr. Fang is quite interesting. He looks like a dog in front of customers and has a very high airs.
But in private, when he relaxed, he looked like a loser uncle, without any image at all.
He poured me tea with his left hand and held a cigarette butt in his right hand. He looked completely different from his serious look just now: "My blessing is immeasurable. I am a poor Taoist named Fang Yunhe. What do you call me, my little master?"
I took the tea from him and said, "My name is Wen Xin. Nice to meet you."
After introducing each other, we also started chatting.
What is the first thing that monks talk about? Of course it's the Taoist name and the sect.
I was in awe when I learned that he was a direct disciple of the former leader of the Maoshan Sect.
In comparison, my inheritance is much inferior. I am just a rice-watching woman in Miaojiang. I have no famous teachers and no powerful ancestors.
Fang Yunhe did not look down on me because of this, and praised me sincerely: "Master Wen, don't belittle yourself. There are many masters of this folk magic..."
There are ghost fairies in the south and horse fairies in the north. Many of them are his friends. Although they all have different paths, they all reach the same goal. They are all doing good deeds and benefiting all sentient beings.
This Fang Yunhe has a broad mind and is very eloquent in his words. It seems that we have reached the same destination through different paths, and the distance between us has been shortened in an instant.
I sipped my tea and exchanged a few words with him. Seeing that we were almost done, I took the lead and asked, "Taoist Fang, do you have something to tell me?"
Fang Yunhe's smile suddenly froze on his face. He put down the tea cup and said solemnly: "You also saw that the talisman is ineffective when it reaches my hand."
I nodded. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that there were spells that could pick people out in this world.
"Master Fang, what's going on?"
He looked embarrassed and wanted to speak several times, but he held it back.
After thinking about it, he made up his mind: "It's okay to tell you, but you have to swear to God that you can't tell others, let alone laugh at me..."
I immediately raised three fingers and swore that I would keep his secret and never let a third person know.
Fang Yunhe suppressed his blush and said hesitantly: "I... I didn't wash my hands when I went to the toilet, so I rushed to the altar to perform the ritual. As a result, all the tablets on the altar fell over. I offended the ancestor!"
"Pfft..." I couldn't hold it back, and the tea in my mouth squirted out with laughter.
He dares to practice the law without washing his hands when he goes to the toilet. Should I say that he is informal, or that he is stupid?
Can such a low-level mistake be made?
For such an important thing as going to the altar, let alone washing your hands and washing your hair and bathing, you have to go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face before you dare to offer incense and invite immortals.
It's a good thing he doesn't wash his hands when he goes to the toilet, but he can think of it!
No wonder he was obviously blessed, but his face looked unlucky, exuding an aura of malaise and decay. It was because he had been punished by the higher-ups.
"Don't laugh, don't laugh. I'm so unlucky! In the past six months, I haven't done any business, and all the rituals I've done haven't worked. I even gave money to the owner's family to make ends meet. It's really filling my teeth. …”
Maybe it’s the occasion! When he was drinking water to stuff his teeth, a blowfly landed in his hot tea cup. He looked at the dead fly dumbfounded, his eyes seemed to say "Look"!
My cheeks are sore from holding it in. This Taoist priest is so unlucky, but he deserves it. Who makes him disrespect the gods?
As the saying goes, there is a god three feet above your head. Some people may not believe it, but they must have a sense of awe.
Compared with those who do not believe in ghosts and gods, or who do not intend to offend, Fang Yunhe's behavior is knowing the law and breaking the law, and the crime is aggravated.
He thought it was okay not to wash his hands, and he didn't need to care about these details, but using a pair of dirty hands to burn incense was unacceptable to ordinary people, let alone gods.
He was not left without arms or legs, which was an extraordinary mercy.
"I was quite surprised when I received this call from your aunt today. My phone has been out of service for two months. I didn't pay the bill on purpose because I didn't want anyone to come to see me. Unexpectedly... your aunt paid the bill for me. , I just got through the phone call, and I thought he was interested, so I wanted to come over and have a look, but before I left the house, the Patriarch appeared!"
