After climbing the stairs of the wooden house, Huang Weimin tied the boat to the wooden stake, I was frightened by the huge green lizard, and could only walk against the wall of the wooden house, Huang Weimin said: "This is Azanfeng's pet Dechai, don't be afraid, it won't hurt people without Azanfeng's words, Dechai is the meaning of a boy in Thai, it is a male." ”

We came to the door of the wooden house, Huang Weimin folded his hands and waved inside, and said Savadika, Wu Tian and I have done the same, and after getting permission, we followed Huang Weimin in.

The room was dim, with reeds in the corner as a bed, and a very thin man with dark skin and unkempt hair sat with his eyes closed, looking like a beggar at first glance.

A kerosene lamp was placed on the side, and the house was empty, and the conditions were very difficult, completely subverting my stereotype of a high-ranking person.

I leaned into Huang Weimin's ear and asked, "Is this beggar-like guy Azanfeng? Isn't it quite profitable to do this business, how can you live so hard?" ”

Huang Weimin lowered his voice and said: "No matter how much money they make, their lives are like this, and the money they earn is mainly invested in the study of the head drop, the things used to drop the head are not ordinary items, the death is expensive, do you know how expensive it is to give you the pregnant woman's chin oil for the drop? A few milliliters on the black market cost more than 100,000 yuan, which is more expensive than gold, and some good quality baby tires are even more expensive than a car. ”

I listened to it bluntly, in Thailand even these things have to be sold, I have seen a long time, so it seems that my head is not something that ordinary people can achieve, and the black-clothed Azan behind him is really bloody, which also reflects from the side that the black-clothed Azan is not simple to practice lowering his head.

On a whim, I asked, "Can I record it when we surrender later, I want to keep a souvenir." ”

Huang Weimin frowned and said: "You really have a lot of, whatever you want, Master Azan doesn't have a hard and fast rule that you can't shoot, but you can only watch it yourself, and you can't spread it on the Internet." ”

I nodded, took out my phone and handed it to Wu Tian, who turned the phone to video mode and set it up in the corner.

At this time, Azanfeng opened his eyes, and Huang Weimin reminded me not to talk too much and quickly sit down.

The three of us sat cross-legged in front of Azanfeng, Huang Weimin said something in Thai, Azanfeng looked at me, stretched out his hand to signal me to go over, I understood what was going on, this is going to touch my head, Long Dakun also asked for this when he was in the temple temple.

I sat down and lowered my head, Azanfeng pressed his hand on the top of my head, touched it, and suddenly he slapped it violently, I was unprepared, my brain was buzzing, chaotic, confused.

Wu Tian was taken aback, but Huang Weimin was used to it and didn't react at all.

Azanfeng pressed his hand over again, I subconsciously dodged, Huang Weimin immediately said: "Don't be afraid, don't hide, how can you check your condition if you hide from Azanfeng?"

I had no choice but to stand still, but this time Azanfeng didn't shoot, just stroked a few of my hair, and then took out a rusty knife from the reed bed and threw it over, the knife was covered with blackened blood, and it looked very dirty.

"Cut your finger and squeeze two drops of blood to Azan Peak. Huang Weimin said.

"This knife is also too unhygienic, will it cross-infect ....... "I was a little hesitant to hold the knife.

"Why didn't you think about cross-infection when you played with women, and there was so much nonsense when you died, hurry up!" Huang Weimin urged.

I had to tremble and cut a small cut on my finger, maybe the cut was not deep and squeezed for a long time without squeezing the blood, Azanfeng was impatient, pinched my wrist, picked up the knife and pulled it down, squeezed a few drops of blood out, and then took it away with my hair, opened a wooden door and entered the back hall.

Huang Weimin took out the band-aid he was carrying with him and pasted it on me and said, "Let's wait here first, Azanfeng wants to arrange the Dharma altar to check the degree of yin and evil of this head lowering, we can't go in for the time being, we can only go in if he asks us to go in." ”

I understood that it was like going to the hospital to get a blood test, and the doctor would have to wait for the results of the test to prescribe the right medicine.

During the waiting period, I asked Huang Weimin why the master of Thailand, whether it is a monk or an Azan, likes to touch the top of people's heads, Huang Weimin said that this is called empowerment, in Buddhism there is a meaning of injection and dispelling, Thailand is a big Buddhist country, the main belief in Hinayana Buddhism, and the domestic belief in Mahayana Buddhism is different, but they are all from ancient India, according to legend, Thailand's belief in Hinayana is also related to the famous monk Tang Sanzang in our country, which is commonly known as Tang Seng, when Tang Seng returned to China to learn scriptures, passing by the Tongtian River, accidentally fell the scriptures into the river, part of the Hinayana "prophecy" It flowed into Thailand and evolved into today's head-lowering technique.

Huang Weimin said that this is just a legend, there is no way to verify, he said that these are to illustrate a point, the root of the head lowering technique is also Theravada Buddhism, itself is not evil, but it has evolved to be artificially integrated into many sects of techniques, which has become evil, which has even been integrated into the domestic Yunnan Gu art, the earliest head lowering masters are actually some monks who betrayed the faith, so it is not uncommon to have an empowerment in Buddhism.

I admire Huang Weimin's five-body throw, and he knows such unpopular knowledge.

We were chatting about Azanfeng's voice came out of the back hall, Huang Weimin hurriedly closed the voice and beckoned us to go in together, Wu Tian picked up his mobile phone to follow up, and found a place to shoot there.

The back hall is also very simple, but there is one more altar than the outhouse, but this so-called altar cannot be compared with the altar of domestic Taoist priests, and it is directly arranged on the ground, that is, a piece of red cloth is spread on the ground, and a bronze statue with a hideous face is placed on it, and it is blackened by candle smoke, it looks dirty, and I don't know whether it is a Buddha or a ghost, it is estimated that it is a figure such as the ancestor of the head lowering technique.

There was an incense burner in front of the statue with candles and incense burning, and in front of the censer were three iron trays containing things that made me uncomfortable, blackened skulls, fresh animal entrails, and a large centipede struggling to wriggle.

Wu Tian originally wanted to follow, but was stopped by Huang Weimin, and the two retreated to the side and sat cross-legged, while I went over and sat in front of Azan Peak.

After sitting down, Azanfeng folded his hands in front of the altar and saluted, then took out the big centipede, wrapped it around my hair, and dripped blood on the centipede.

I probably understand what this means, it turns out that these things are all connected, hair and blood have a saying in the religion of the mainland, it is a human doppelganger, and Azanfeng did this to attach my doppelganger to this centipede.

After getting the centipede, Azanfeng pressed the top of my head with one hand, held the tray with the other, closed his eyes and began to chant the scriptures, the speed of speech was extremely fast, the atmosphere was very mysterious, I didn't know what would happen, I was nervous, I held my breath and didn't dare to make a sound.