Chapter 40 has hit a hard stubble

It was already after twelve o'clock when I got the little living Buddha back. The little living Buddha was covered in dirt, rolling his eyes looking for food and water. Jingxian didn't want to reprimand the little living Buddha too much in front of everyone. It's just that he gratefully handed us cigarettes and poured tea, ** sent off guests, and said excessively polite words with hypocrisy.

Erdan didn't treat himself as an outsider, and moved a box of fruits sent by the Buddha for everyone to eat. What grapefruit, dragon fruit, kiwifruit, were rare in the countryside in those years. I can't eat this rare fruit all year round.

Of course, Jingxian couldn't say anything, and said straight in his mouth: "Old and young masters, eat, eat, eat, you are polite." ”

Dasheng and Zhijie glanced at me, each picked up the fruit and peeled it to eat, Jingxian handed me a kiwifruit, I took it, broke it and chewed it, it was sour and sweet. It's no different from eating a ripe pear from a tree.

I asked Jingxian if the little living Buddha had ever been to the ruined temple before? Jingxian said, I don't know, this kid has a great ability to drill through the sky and find cracks, I don't know where he has been. I wondered how the little living Buddha was familiar with it, otherwise how could it save me?

Through the loudspeaker broadcast of the brigade, several groups that went out to look for it also returned to the meeting one after another. Wangcai was also in one of the groups and also returned.

I told Wangcai what happened in the ruined temple. Wangcai said that there must be something unclean in that temple, that is to say, there are ghosts and ghosts.

The reason why you have not been attacked by ghosts in the temple is that the yang fire on your body is too strong, as the so-called; people have been prosperous for ten years, and the gods and ghosts dare not be angry. In fact, dirty things don't bother to attack you, and the folding of the sash is a means. But the little living Buddha came out, and I can't tell what happened to this kid.

The dirty thing still wants to attack you, but one of your unconscious movements saves you. At that time, you scratched your head with soil in your hair, and people had three yang fires. As long as you scratch your hair, the fire will be stronger, like gasoline poured into the fire.

If you don't succeed in attacking you, you turn to Dasheng, although you haven't saved Dasheng, but you can accidentally let a bubble of boy urine of the little living Buddha drive away the dirty things. Child's urine is the best way to ward off evil spirits.

After Wangcai said this, I suddenly realized what was going on.

However, since then, the little living Buddha has gone to the broken temple one after another, as long as Jingxian does not pay attention, the little living Buddha will slip out and go there.

From time to time, I saw Jingxian pulling the ears of the little living Buddha and pulling it back from the broken temple, the little living Buddha cried and wiped his tears, refused to leave, and inevitably suffered a few more kicks on his cheeks.

The little living Buddha is very persistent and persevers in running there. But the people in the village are no longer going to the broken temple to find people for Jingxian.

Later, Jingxian had a bold idea, tidy up the broken temple and let the little living Buddha "work" there, anyway, no one went anywhere, and he was idle. But I think that the land is very evil, if you really want to go, do people dare to go there to seek Buddha?

As soon as Jing Xian's thought came to him, a sudden incident poured cold water on his plan.

On that day, a young man in the village was seventy or eighty meters away from the temple, and he detained a greenhouse for growing mushrooms. Suddenly, the wind blew, blowing up a piece of plastic sheeting that he had repaired. The young man also used this plastic sheet, and chased after him when he raised his legs. The plastic is high and low, up and down, fluctuating, and it is scraped to the back of the temple.

The young man gave chase, and the plastic sheeting hung a wild willow tree growing behind the temple. The lad was panting and exhausted. Take off the plastic sheeting, sit on the ground and think about taking a break before walking.

Before he could think of it, the young man looked up and felt dizzy, chest tightness and nausea. After walking home, he didn't wake up. made the whole family panic, such a strong young man, how can he say that he will be knocked down?

The family had no idea, thinking it was a sudden illness and called Xiaomei. Xiaomei didn't check out why. Recently, it was rumored in the village that Xiaomei's man had returned home, and the two were divorcing.

People naturally thought of the deficiency again, and asked Wangcai to see if there was anything dirty. Wangcai Lao complained that I am a feng shui master, and I don't hunt ghosts or exorcise demons.

The people in the village have nothing to do, and they can resist it for a while without cinnabar red soil, right?

Wangcai looked at the patient, and the second monk was puzzled. He said, "I'll go to the temple and have a look."

When the news spread, a group of people came out of the village, including me. I want to see if Wangcai can see what the way is.

Wangcai carried a big yellow bag on his back, walking in front, people hugging in front of him, and a group of children, jumping around, a few dogs running forward and backward, left and right.

The ruined temple behind the village is far away, and it takes more than ten minutes to arrive, and several crooked houses in the wild grass are surrounded by wild trees. A few days ago, Zhijie and I got the little living Buddha back in this messy grass.

Wangcai didn't speak, looked around, nodded and said: "Good feng shui, you see that there is a high slope in the back, and there is a small river in front. Good, good, a star and a dragon, the dragon comes and goes, Meng Zhongji Mountain is not cluttered, the number of people is nine times on the dragon, the number of festivals is rich and noble, and the scenery of a generation is a dragon".

Everyone seemed to understand whether they understood or not, and they all stared at the prosperous Zhou Yu asking for food, and the poor governor (嘟嘟, dialect; that is, whispering useless words. )。 Wangcai took out the compass from the yellow pocket again, and after a long time, Wangcai said: "I know, the problem is behind the temple!"

Everyone followed Wangcai to the back of the temple, and the back of the temple was still full of basil trees, a mess of bricks and tiles. Wangcai looked at the needle on the compass and froze without hesitation. Wangcai said, "There is a grave here, and there is a coffin underneath, and evil spirit comes out of here!"

Everyone looked at it and laughed, how can there be any graves in the messy grass? Although there is a lot of grass on the flat ground, there are no graves. Why do you say that there is a coffin down here? Do you also say that there is a bad breath? The blue sky is talking nonsense with your eyes open in the daytime!

Wangcai saw that no one believed the root of everyone's teeth, so he didn't say anything. He said to the family member of the evil family: "Pray for this unjust soul, send him some paper money, and let him not hurt your family, if it doesn't work!"

The family was also suspicious, and when they returned home in the afternoon, they brought offerings and things for the memorial service. Here they prayed non-stop.

After returning home, the young man improved slightly, but there was still no major recovery, and sometimes he foamed, confused, and accompanied by nonsense.

The family had no choice but to find Wangcai again, Wangcai brought a peachwood sword, learned the Taoist method, and asked the young man who was half-unconscious on the bed: "Why did the lonely ghost come out to harm people!"

The half-unconscious young man suddenly opened his eyes and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, even if you dare to talk to me, I will take your life." It's better for you to do what you have to do!"

Wangcai sacrificed a talisman drawn first, but before the paper talisman arrived in front of the young man, a yin wind blew halfway, and the paper talisman spontaneously combusted, and the fire was glowing with green flames, and the paper talisman was finished in an instant.

Wangcai was taken aback, and said in his heart that he had encountered a hard stubble.