It can be seen that the conditions at Xia Min's home are actually pretty good, and the community where she lives is one of the best in Monan.
As soon as I walked in, a faint smell of incense came over me.
I looked at Xia Min suspiciously: "Does your family worship gods?"
"Well, the shrine is here."
Xia Min pointed her hand towards the corner of the wall. I looked in the direction of her finger and immediately felt uncomfortable.
The blood-red shrine was covered by a dark curtain, with some strange patterns embroidered on it.
For some reason, I suddenly thought of coffins.
After hesitating for a moment, I asked again: "Why is this shrine covered with black cloth?"
"Master asked me to do this."
I was stunned for a moment: "So, you still have a leader?"
"Can I take a look?"
Xia Min pursed her lips and thought for a while: "I'll go and close the curtains first."
Her various behaviors, coupled with this weird shrine, made the ominous premonition in my heart even stronger.
The curtains were drawn, blocking out most of the sunlight, and the room suddenly became dim.
I walked up to the shrine in a few steps and gently lifted a corner. The moment I saw it, I was shocked.
I didn't see the real god, I just caught a glimpse of an incense burner.
A censer shaped like a human hand.
I lifted it up, and the true appearance of the entire shrine appeared in front of me.
Enshrined here is a god with a completely black body, a head like a hump, and a three-pronged fork.
I looked at it intently for a while, then turned around and asked, "Who asked you to give the confession?"
"That's right, a great master."
I took a deep breath and said softly: "Send it away, you can't afford it."
"Ah?" Xia Min looked at me puzzled: "Why?"
"Do you know what this is?"
When I asked, Xia Min stuttered a little: "Yes, it's the Dragon God Protector."
Xia Min is right, but only half right.
The Dragon Heavenly Protector is indeed one of the eight heavenly dragons in Buddhism and is famous for his bravery and good fighting skills.
But this person in the hall is obviously not.
"The real Dragon Heaven Protector has cinnabar marks on his forehead, you..."
I turned back and looked at the shrine again: "You have nothing."
Xia Min looked at Yaksha in astonishment, then turned her attention to me: "Then what kind of god is this?"
"God?" I couldn't help but sneer, "This is a ghost!"
After a few seconds of deathly silence, Xia Min knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowing to the shrine.
"Don't be surprised if you are surprised, don't be surprised if you are surprised..."
Seeing her pious look, I suddenly felt helpless.
This is too deep poisoning.
I have ten thousand respects for the righteous God who helps the world.
But I have no tolerance for this kind of kid who wants to eat the incense of the world under the guise of being a god.
I looked at Xia Min sideways and said softly: "You think you are worshiping gods, but in fact they are evil spirits from the underworld."
"I usually eat human essence and blood, eat human flesh and blood, and do evil in the world. Are you sure you still want to worship me?"
Xia Min paused, and slowly raised her head that had not yet fallen to the ground: "Is what you said true?"
"This thing doesn't compete with me, so why should I lie to you?"
From her confused eyes, I could feel that she was in a bit of a dilemma now.
I can really understand her from her perspective.
After offering incense and flowers for so long, it was really hard to accept that someone suddenly told her that she was worshiping the wrong god.
Logically speaking, no one has the right to interfere with religious freedom.
It is against the law of heaven to allow such a vicious thing to eat fireworks!
After a while, I breathed out softly: "Forget it, there's no need to send her away, let's do this for now."
"When you're done with this, please invite that master to come out and I'll see him."
Compared to the evil ghost in the hall, the person Xia Min worshiped was more terrifying.
Maybe, everything Xia Min's family is going through now has something to do with this evil ghost.
As these words appeared, Xia Min felt like a death row prisoner who was suddenly acquitted, and her straight back softened instantly.
I cleared my throat and returned to the topic: "I need a few things, go and prepare them."
"You tell me, I'll remember."
Xia Min took out her notebook from her bag and looked up at me like a primary school student listening to a lecture.
"A picture of your husband when he was a child, a set of underwear, a handful of millet, and a pig's head."
"We also want to invite a blood relative of your husband to be present."
Xia Min looked at me suspiciously: "Can't I do it?"
"No, there must be a blood relationship."
Upon hearing this, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her face: "My husband's parents are gone, and we have no children."
"Can you think of another way?"
