"Evil? Are you talking nonsense in broad daylight?"
"Talking nonsense? Foaming at the mouth? Chewing mud? Go, go, go, your child is possessed!"
"Sister-in-law, your baby..."
"roll!"
Snapped! The door almost hit his face, and Li Changan retreated in embarrassment, spreading his hands towards the little loach, and loach, another rejection.
Last night, He Nihao cried sincerely, so Li Changan decided to take care of this nosy matter. Firstly, it was because of his instinct to slay demons and protect the Tao; secondly, he also thought that he could use this to become famous and open up opportunities for his mage business.
Unexpectedly, I followed He Nihao around and saw only a dozen little ghosts jumping around.
There is no abnormality, let alone evil spirits.
Then ask the parents if there is anything weird happening at home.
Naturally, I received a lot of scolding and a slap in the face.
"Someone came to your door in broad daylight and said your home is haunted." The old god Li Changan was there, "It's really unlucky."
He Niluo was so anxious that the tip of his nose was sweating.
"They must be possessed!"
"How to say?"
"After that day, they ignored me."
"If old friends don't leave, new friends won't come."
Seeing that the Taoist priest had packed up his things and was about to go home, He Nihao gritted his teeth and stamped his feet for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands.
"Yes! And Fatty Gan, something will happen to his family!"
"I won't ask why your friendship is so sincere. Why?"
"His family is rich."......
Although Fuguifang is a poor man's den, it is not a place without "wealth".
The avenue leading from the pier to Qingbo Gate is a quite prosperous commercial street.
There is a shop called "Yu Linlang", which sells tin hairpins imitating silver, copper imitation gold pendants, bracelets, horn combs, etc.
The shopkeeper is a typical businessman, who is always harmonious. He is not angry even if his son is possessed by evil spirits, and laughs for a while.
"The evil god? If there really is such a person, I should thank him."
"My little brat has a sharp eye and a steady hand, and is naturally good at carving gold and silver. It's a pity that he doesn't learn well and hangs around with the monkeys in the shop all day long. But in the past few days, he suddenly changed his mind and stayed here honestly. You have to think hard about helping at home, hey! My craftsmanship is almost as good as that of some old masters!"
As he said that, he turned his eyes to He Niluo.
As soon as this kid entered the store, his eyes were darting around the store, as if he was looking for something.
"You little naughty boy, relax."
As the shopkeeper spoke, he took out an iron box from under the counter and opened it. It was a double-sided comb with silver teeth and a jade body. It was painted with phoenixes and auspicious clouds in fine brushwork, and was dotted with fine colored stones. It shone in the light and became colorful. nice.
"I told you to keep it until the Tide Festival, and I won't break my promise."
He Niluo's eyes lit up and he reached out to touch it. The shopkeeper put the iron box away, then took out a wooden comb and handed it over. It was made of jujube wood and had lotus flowers outlined with silver thread, which was quite delicate.
"However, I have to advise you. The jade comb is worth a lot of money. I just want to keep it for you. How can you get enough money for a little kid? How about buying this colorful comb for only a hundred cents."
"snort."
He Nilu didn't even look at it.
"A handful of rotten wood is worth a hundred dollars? Only idiots buy it! Just wait, I will definitely get the money together!"
After saying that, he stormed out.
The shopkeeper shook his head and laughed.
"This kid is quite stubborn."
Li Changan: "If he wasn't stubborn, how could he drag me away for most of Fuguifang?"
The shopkeeper laughed again: "Evil spirit? Brother, you are worrying too much. How can you attract ghosts and gods by playing house games?"
The Taoist priest wondered: "I thought "sacrifice to gods" was only known to children? "
"Who didn't grow up as a child?"
The shopkeeper put away the wooden comb with a look of nostalgia.
"Qiantang people often worship gods, but most of them do not allow children to participate because children's souls are light.
, easily attacked by ghosts and gods. So the children imitated the adults and played the game of "sacrifice to the gods", but it was not so much a sacrifice to the gods as an excuse to imitate the adults in drinking. "
"To tell you the truth, I made a lot of jokes."
"For example, when I was young, I didn't have enough money to buy wine for sacrifices, so I picked a lot of mushrooms in the woods outside the city. That time, a group of us saw people jumping out of cracks in rocks, treetops, and walls. There are so many little people dancing around us."
"Are the fungi poisonous?"
"Can it still be possessed by evil spirits?"
The two chatted and laughed for a while, talking about local customs and business experiences, and then Li Changan left.
He Nihao had been squatting at the door waiting. Li Changan greeted him. He kept his head silent and just followed the Taoist priest all the way.
Until I get back to the Salesian Hospital soon.
The sound is too small to be heard.
"I didn't lie..."
"What?"
"I didn't lie!"
The Taoist priest turned around and saw him clenching his fists tightly, his mouth and nose pouting together, tears welling up in his eyes.
Li Changan walked up and patted his head.
"Where is the place where you worship the gods?"...
The place of worship is in the children's secret base.
This is a small open space against the city wall, tightly surrounded by surrounding houses, with only narrow alleys, or gaps, between the walls for entry and exit.
Usually, adults can't squeeze in, especially a big guy like Li Changan. (Compared to the ancients)
Fortunately, he is not an adult, but a ghost.
But I saw him squeezing left and right, and after a while, he rolled his body into a long and thin strip like noodles, greeted the stunned He Niluo, and swayed in like a thin bamboo strip.
Half-dead old trees, banana leaves painted with ghostly symbols, piles of extinguished weeds, leaves cut into money shapes on the ground, overturned pottery jars and broken dishes...
Everything corroborates the story said by He Nihao that "disrespecting ghosts and gods will lead to punishment."
"Has anyone been here since that day?"
"I don't know." He Niliu was a little nervous, "I didn't dare to come, and I didn't dare to ask."
Li Changan nodded. It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
He checked the dishes on the floor. There was grease on them, which must have been used to hold tributes. He smelled carefully and found that there was a strong smell of pork, but no smell of fungi.
He raised the wine vat again.
He rubbed his finger around the inside of the tank and was about to taste it when he casually asked Loach.
"You said you didn't drink, so you weren't possessed by the evil spirit. Why didn't you drink?"
"Uh..." Loach asked, "Because I peed into the wine."
Li Changan hesitated.
He Nihao quickly explained: "Obviously, everything was in my mind, but the fat man used his stupid strength to take away the purchase of wine. I was so angry... just a little bit! I really only let go of a little bit. ! If it’s too much, won’t they taste it?”
Li Changan speechlessly removed his fingers from his mouth and rubbed the loach's top hair repeatedly.
He leaned over and looked at the ditch in the story again.
The source of the ditch is a small drainage outlet at the foot of the city wall. Over the years, sewage from the city has washed out this mud ditch, passed through Fuguifang, and merged into the river.
The Taoist priest looked carefully and found that there were indeed many signs of digging and even gnawing at the bottom of the mud ditch.
He lost his body and couldn't use the Chonglong Jade. Fortunately, there was a way to replace it.
He took out a yellow talisman and lit it, and when he approached the mud ditch, the talisman's fire gradually turned into a faint green color.
This shows that there was indeed an evil spirit lingering here.
Li Changan rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and looked up at the fallen stone altar in front of him.
The idol made of straw leans on the stone.
The two empty eyes looked at Li Changan quietly, just like they looked at the drinking naughty boy that day.
"Uncle Ghost." (He Wumei called Li Changan "Uncle Ghost," and the children learned to call him "Uncle Ghost.")
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You've seen it everywhere, I'm not lying. I'm feeling panicked after staying here for a long time. Maybe it's the evil spirits that are causing trouble. Why don't we leave first? "
Seep?
This boy begged the ghost to ward off evil spirits.
Watch yourself transform into a ghost.
Did it suddenly leak out now?
The Taoist priest looked at him sideways.
He smiled widely.
The Taoist priest raised his hand and flexed his fingers as if to strike.
He immediately said "Oh", shrank his head and jumped to the side.
The Taoist priest then stepped forward, picked up the statue, and shook it slightly, making a clanging sound.
There is a universe within the statue.
It is different from the perception of most people in modern society.
Idols of gods are usually not solid.
There is a void inside to place some objects that symbolize the gods to give the statues spirituality and fit in with the gods.
This ritual is called "pretending to be dirty".
Children worshiping gods is just a house-like game.
Why does a game need to "pretend to be dirty"?
Li Changan carefully opened the statue and saw the objects hidden inside.
A sheathed short sword.
A familiar bronze scabbard dagger.
quite a while.
He took a deep breath.
He grabbed the ear of He Niluo who was moving quietly, pulled him over, and gave him a hard slap.
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