Master and I looked at each other.
I feel like we were deceived again this time. Uncle Shi only said before that his son didn't like studying and liked to follow the dancing masters. He didn't say that this guy still had mental problems!
"Uncle, if your son doesn't have a good mind, I think it might be difficult for him to practice Taoism."
Uncle Shi grimaced.
"I know! I know! As a father, don't I want to find a way out for him? Maybe seeing you guys will stop him from going crazy. It's like... he's lovesick. Just find him a woman. alright!"
"But……"
Before I could finish speaking, the blind master gave me a hand.
"I would like to tell you that this matter of recruiting disciples is a long-term plan, mainly this way..."
"understand!"
Seeing the blind master touching his belly, Uncle Shi immediately took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen and went to the backyard to catch chickens.
After a while, I saw him coming in carrying a golden rooster.
"Wow! Master, this rooster is so beautiful! Why is it different from the ones caught at the lake tonight?"
Uncle Shi smiled and said: "Those are chickens from the farm at the foot of the mountain. How can they be compared with the chickens we raise at home? This is the nine pounds of chicken I told your grandfather! If you don't believe me, weigh it and try it. Is it nine pounds?"
I wonder if the chicken last night was stolen? Did Mr. Dog steal it?
I said, why did uncle come back so quickly? It is clearly dozens of miles from Shiyazi Village to Lanka Lake.
The blind master pretended not to know anything, stretched out his hand to take the nine pounds of yellow, weighed it and said with a smile:
"Sure enough, nine pounds, not one pound too much, not one pound too little!"
"Grandson, I think there's something wrong with your face. How about drinking a bowl of raw chicken blood first?"
When I think of the female ghost in white I saw tonight, I feel that my body is very weak and I really need to replenish my body.
"Then I'll trouble you, uncle!"
"No trouble!"
When Uncle Shi killed the chicken and got the blood, I felt sick.
When I was in Longtan, I didn't even use soy sauce when catching raw fish. I just grabbed it and swallowed it.
When I saw this bowl of raw chicken blood tonight, I felt sick to my stomach.
But such good chicken blood cannot be wasted.
So, I asked my uncle for some paper and used chicken blood to practice drawing talismans.
This painting took most of the day.
When the rooster crowed in the backyard, Uncle Shi cooked the chicken and asked Master and me to get up and eat it.
Just as the master and apprentice were holding bowls and sipping delicious chicken soup, a figure appeared in the window.
Uncle Shi took a look, held the bowl and shouted: "Son, come in quickly!"
A man with disheveled hair and a gray body came in from outside with a smile.
This guy is very thin, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is very sneaky.
As soon as we came in, this guy took aim at me and Master, while giggling.
"Son, these two are masters from Qingcheng Mountain. Especially this little Taoist master, his magic is very good. Why don't you kneel down and become a master! In two days, they will take you to practice and become a Taoist priest..."
The man's expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost, and he pointed at me: "Ghost! There is a ghost on him!"
Uncle Shi was frightened. He quickly stood up and pulled his son aside, smiling awkwardly at me.
"Little Taoist Master! My son is not very smart. Don't take it to heart what he says."
After saying that, he suddenly picked up the poker behind the door and beat his son so hard that he screamed and ran around the house.
The father and son practiced in the backyard before returning to the dining table.
"Son, Dad is sorry for you! Come on! I'll give you this chicken leg!"
Seeing his son's injuries, Uncle Shi felt very guilty and put the chicken drumsticks in his son's bowl with remorse.
Unexpectedly, my son didn't hold grudges either, so he grabbed the chicken legs and started gobbling them down.
It felt like a starving ghost.
"Little Taoist Master, although my son is a little crazy, he is not stupid. He can also chant sutras, bang wooden fish, play suona and drums. If you have any questions, you can ask him!"
"If you don't believe me, ask now!"
Uncle Shi was so enthusiastic, and I didn’t ask two questions, as if I still felt sorry for his chicken meal.
"That... stone, right?" I put down my chopsticks and planned to test him.
"It's not a stone, it's Shitaro!"
"What?" Uncle Shi looked confused.
"My friends in the village just named it to me. I think it sounds much better than Stone."
"That's okay! Shitaro, right? Besides knocking on wooden fish and blowing the suona, what else do you do?"
Shitaro raised his neck and spit out a chicken bone with a pop.
"And I can watch TV!"
Uncle Shi's face turned dark immediately.
I looked at Master, but he kept his head down and kept eating meat and soup.
"Then...what sutras do you usually recite?"
"Menstruation!"
Ishitarou said without even thinking about it.
I finally couldn't stand it any longer and started laughing.
After all, I am only six years old. I can pretend to be mature for a while, but I cannot pretend to be mature for a lifetime.
Seeing me laughing, Shitaro also laughed with me. When we both laughed, Master couldn't keep it off his face.
It feels like I'm on the same level as Ishitarou, embarrassing him!
"shut up!"
The blind master slapped the table.
Ishitaro and I were both shocked.
Uncle Shi quickly put two chicken kidneys into the blind master's bowl, while being careful and careful.
"Master Tian, I'm sorry! Tong Yan Wuji! Tong Yan Wuji!"
The blind master looked at the chicken kidneys in the bowl, and his anger subsided a little. He picked up his chopsticks and took two bites of rice, ate the chicken kidneys, and then waved to Shi Taro.
"Da Lang, come here!"
"It's not Da Lang, it's Tai Lang!"
"Oh! Tai...Taro, come here and let grandpa touch you!"
I quickly added: "My grandfather is an authentic Mayi god. Uncle Shi, I can't tell whether your son is suitable for practicing Taoism, but my grandfather can tell for sure!"
"Oops! I can't tell! I can't tell at all! It turns out that Heavenly Master still has such ability!"
"Son, why are you still standing there? Come here!"
Uncle Shi couldn't wait any longer, so he walked over, grabbed Shi Tailang's ears, and sent him to the blind master.
The blind master sat upright, raised a greasy hand, and touched down along Shi Taro's Tianling Cap.
Finally, Master's hand stopped under Ishitaro's crotch.
"Oh! It's incredible! It's incredible!"
"Eldest nephew, your crazy son's fate is in danger!"
I thought about almost all the sad things and tried my best not to laugh.
However, pity the hearts of parents in the world.
The blind master's shout made Uncle Shi, the father, so excited that he immediately jumped up from his stool, his face flushed, and he asked as if he was drunk:
"Old Master! I...my son, my son's fortune is really good?"
The blind master nodded.
"That's right! There is a Fuxi bone on the top of the head, and nine dragons are lying on the face. There are five reverse bones on the body. These are the bones of the Nine-Fifth Lord! Even if he is born at the wrong time, he will be a big man in the future with hands and eyes that can reach the sky!"
