Until dawn, the whole house was quiet and nothing happened.
Even if the business is temporarily closed, I will still clean the room as usual. No matter what, people still have to have some energy.
Just as I was tending to the tables, chairs and benches, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Is it still open?"
I looked back and saw a middle-aged man squatting outside the door, looking into the room.
"There's a sign at the door, closed."
"Then can I come in and have a rest?"
I thought I could send him away, but I didn't expect that he was still asking.
I hesitated for a moment and forget it.
"come in."
This man had a huge toad goggles covering his head. His short and squat body seemed to be overwhelmed, and his breathing was extremely loud and harsh.
Look at his sallow face, he looks like a seriously ill person.
Anyway, I was just passing by for a rest, so I didn’t say much. I turned around and shouted upstairs.
"San'er, I'm going to the hospital. You can just keep an eye on it by yourself."
His loud reply came from upstairs: "I'll come down after I finish using the toilet!"
When I turned to leave, the middle-aged man behind me started talking to himself.
"If you give me a place to rest, I can keep your whole family in peace."
When I heard this, I immediately laughed.
This kind of words are the mantra of a magic stick. First, shock me with words, and then lay a trap step by step.
While I was buttoning up, I asked, "You're not from here, right?"
"You do have a good eye!"
I smiled and secretly cursed: Isn’t this nonsense? Who in Monan doesn’t know the name of the little god?
Only outsiders can think of getting money from me.
When I turned around to leave, he said again: "This thing shouldn't be hanging here."
From the look in his eyes, he was referring to the iron gun hanging on the wall.
If you can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with the ornaments, this person must be somewhat capable.
After saying this, I became interested and asked, "Tell me, where should I put this thing?"
"It's useless wherever you put it."
While talking, he started coughing violently again, and he didn't stop until his eye circles were red.
After he finished coughing, he slowly took out a black object from his leather jacket, put it under his nose and inhaled several times before his breath became evener.
"Too many secrets have been leaked over the years, retribution is coming."
It's okay not to say this, but the more he says it, the more I think he looks like a liar.
After a while, he looked around the room: "Is there a god in your room?"
I chuckled and said, "Then you are wrong."
"You can't be wrong. I saw purple gas coming out of your house from a long way away. This means that you are worshiping my own god!"
The more he talks, the more outrageous he becomes. Can the deity be seen casually?
In the past, I always heard that a certain temple was particularly spiritual, almost to the point of responding to requests.
The deity enshrined in this kind of temple is the deity. Because it is blessed by relics and other divine objects, the power of wishes is naturally much greater.
At this time, he had already raised his hand and pointed to the spiritual position of Chuyi: "That's it."
I couldn't help it anymore: "Then tell me, what kind of god do I worship?"
"Zhang Guifang."
I grabbed his clothes and said, "Try talking nonsense again!"
The name Zhang Guifang may be a bit unfamiliar, but his other name can be said to be powerful in the world.
The famous Sangmen Xingjun is him!
I politely called the first year of junior high school a Sangmenxing. I didn't hit him with my fist, which was considered polite.
He didn't resist when I held him in my hand, and just let me sit upright, still mumbling.
"Today is Fire Day, and there's going to be a fire in the southeast corner."
After saying this, San’er
I had already rushed downstairs, and when I saw this, I immediately felt bad.
"If you don't let go of me yet, it will be too late."
As he spoke, he took off his sunglasses: "Look what I do!"
I looked up and saw that this person had double pupils!
Outside the brown pupils, there is an obvious circle of green pupils. This is the Qi Watcher!
Some people use martial arts to enter the Tao, some use hexagrams to enter the Tao, and the qi-watching master in front of them uses qi to enter the Tao.
Among Taoist priests that can be seen today, qi-watchers are as rare as giant pandas.
First, the qi-watching master is special. Other Taoist priests can recite sutras and mantras for people to ward off disasters and resolve doubts. However, the qi-watching master's ability means that he generally cannot make a lot of money by looking at the Yin and Yang House.
Secondly, the requirements for talent are extremely high. It is very likely that you will study for a lifetime and be poor until you die.
No one wants to do such a thankless job.
Over time, the qi gazing master has almost become an endangered profession.
I hurriedly took a few steps back and bowed down with a huge bow: "Young man is powerless! I offend the true God!"
"Oh My God."
He waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's not strange if you don't know."
I asked again and again: "Dare you ask the old god for his name?"
"Easy to say, Huang Bengui."
My body sank further: "Junior, I pay my respects to Mr. Huang."
"We are brothers from all over the world, no need to be polite even to the ends of the earth, please get up."
Huang Bengui put on his sunglasses again and joked: "What? Do you believe me now?"
My face suddenly turned red with embarrassment. How could I dare to regard him as a charlatan?
But I still didn't understand, so I asked, "Did the old gentleman come all the way to help me?"
Huang Bengui groaned: "Yes, and no."
