Chapter 289: Song Lin
Kaohsiung poured beer and said, "Lao Tzu doesn't owe her anything!" I shook my head and said I didn't believe it, if you really had a relationship with her, it makes sense for people to make you responsible. Kaohsiung immediately said that it was fortunate that he didn't, otherwise he would have died. After sitting for half the weather, Kaohsiung remembered and asked me why I came to Thailand. I really didn't want to hide it anymore, so I told Huang Chengcheng and Azan Song Lin about it. Kaohsiung looked at me with a complicated expression, holding a beer can in his hand. I was very nervous, whether this old brother would be angry, but he snorted and said: "It's really cheap, it's only seventy or eighty thousand baht for spell casting, I just don't know if there is mana......" I hurriedly said Who knows, maybe just listening to Huang Chengcheng boasting, this guy has always been untruthful, anyway, if it can't be solved, Mr. Hu's deposit will not be refunded, and I can still earn about 2,000 yuan in addition to the air ticket.
In the evening, I invited Kaohsiung to dinner at a nearby restaurant, and he warned me to be cautious when working with Huang Chengcheng, and to observe the master called Azan Song Lin, and if he found that there was a fake, he must not cooperate again in the future. I nodded my head and headed back to the jewelry store after dinner. Wu Di was lying in the dormitory reading pornographic magazines, which reminded me of the young man Agui in the past. Walking around boredly, looking in through Huang Chengcheng's bedroom door, I found that this guy was still wearing a vest, shorts and slippers, sitting seriously on a small bench, with a lot of Buddha card shells on the low table, probably studying how to make fake cards the most real.
Two days later, Mr. Hu came to Thailand, and Huang Chengcheng drove him from the airport to pick him up. He was holding a sports backpack in his hand, I asked if there was an urn in it, he nodded: "Mr. Tian, you have to help me fulfill my wish!" Seeing his eager expression, I thought that the power of love is really strong, and people are not afraid of ghosts.
Huang Chengcheng took me and Mr. Hu on a bus to Khon Kaen, and on the way, Mr. Hu asked us, "Why is it that our husband and wife have such a good relationship, but after my wife died, I never dreamed of her once?"
"Maybe that's all you two have to do?" I said casually.
Mr. Hu's face was not very good-looking, I knew that he had said the wrong thing, Huang Chengcheng had already hurriedly added: "Mr. Hu, don't care, Boss Tian is joking, you and your wife have such a good relationship, how can you just be so fateful?" Teacher Hu nodded again and again, sighing: "This is called 'long life and death, don't go through years, the soul has never come to dream'!" Huang Chengcheng opened his mouth wide and didn't understand, I said that Mr. Hu read Tang poems, people are cultural people, Huang Chengcheng smiled and said yes.
The journey from Bangkok to Khon Kaen is not very close, it takes six or seven hours, chatting and napping, and it is already night when you get to Khon Kaen. When I came to the home of Master Azan Songlin, it was also an ordinary apartment like Kaohsiung, with two rooms, one was a bedroom, and the other was a large long table in the corner, which was full of many large and small statues, offerings, a large number of Buddhist cards, candles as thick as arms, large heads of gods painted in gold and black, trays of various specifications, etc.
Master Azan Songlin sat cross-legged at the table, of medium height, about the same height as me, with relatively high cheekbones, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a bit like the Thai action star Tony Ja, with thorns on both arms, but not on his body and face. He is from Guangxi, I think he should know Mandarin, but he speaks Thai, can he only speak Miao? He lives alone, and he has not seen any assistants or others. At this time, Azan Songlin pointed to the urn and said something, using my half-hung Thai and Huang Chengcheng's translation, to tell Mr. Hu that Master Azan Songlin said that there were two yin qi in this urn, one strong and one weak.
Teacher Hu hurriedly opened the lid of the box and took out the Yin Fa oil inside. I told Azan Songlin the origin of this object and asked him to deal with it on his behalf. Azan Song Lin nodded, took the Yin Oil, and said something to Huang Chengcheng, I can probably understand, as if this oil can be used to bless the Yin Spirit. I thought to myself, can I directly bless the ghost of Teacher Hu's wife into the Yin Oil?
"You can use it with a single thing!" Huang Chengcheng translated, and sure enough, Azan Song Lin said that this Yin Oil should be made of cemetery soil and corpse oil, and it is an extremely Yin object, and it is very suitable for entering the spirit, just use it directly. This saved the trouble of choosing a feminine object, so Huang Chengcheng told Mr. Hu to start casting spells at midnight.
After a brief dinner at a restaurant near the apartment building, we went back to Azan Songlin's house, where he took out two quilts from the bedroom and spread them on the floor of the outside room, and closed the door when he returned to the bedroom. Teacher Hu asked what was on the table, and Huang Chengcheng said: "This is called the Dharma altar, which is a place and tools for the Dharma master to have.
Teacher Hu said that he didn't understand, I actually heard it for the first time, and I had only seen it before, but I didn't ask what was going on in Kaohsiung. When I continued to ask Huang Chengxin about the specific difference between the Dharma Altar and the Earth Altar, he scratched his head: "I don't know very well, you can ask Boss Gao in the future, he is an expert." Teacher Hu looked at Huang Chengcheng, with a half-believing look on his face, and asked you Since you are a Buddhist card businessman, how can you not understand this knowledge.
Huang Chengcheng hurriedly said: "Actually, I don't really belong to the Buddhist card merchant silver, but Azan Song Lin is a relative of me, so I know him!" Not only Mr. Hu, this surprised me too, and quickly asked what kind of relative it was, Huang Chengcheng smiled and said that Azan Song Lin was his distant uncle.
"That's right!" Teacher Hu realized and asked again, "Are you Thai or Chinese?" Huang Chengcheng said that of course I am Chinese, from Quanzhou, Fujian. Teacher Hu said that where is this Master Azan Songlin. Huang Chengcheng hurriedly said that his ancestral home is Guangxi, and he had come to Thailand many years ago and obtained permanent residency, and Mr. Hu nodded. I thought to myself that this Teacher Hu still has a lot of eyes, and Huang Chengcheng was almost stopped by him.
It was only eight o'clock, it was still early, and it was very hot in the room, and the electric fan in the corner was always blowing hard, but only the hot air really hit his face. The three of us didn't feel sleepy, so we had to gossip and gossip. Huang Chengcheng asked why he wanted to keep his wife's Yin Spirit by his side, Teacher Hu looked at him in surprise, and asked, "Boss Huang, do you have a wife?" Huang Chengcheng said Of course there is, I am in my forties, how can I not have a wife, my children are already in junior high school.
Teacher Hu asked, "Don't mind, what are you going to do if your wife dies?"
Huang Chengcheng thought for a while: "What should I do if I return the ridge, ask someone to introduce me to find another one! I'm only a few years old, so I don't want to live to be eighty years old, right?" I laughed, thinking to myself, how do you know that you can live so long.
"When my wife dies, I have to ask someone to introduce you and find it again?" Mr. Hu looked at Huang Chengcheng in disbelief.
Huang Chengcheng hurriedly said: "If you don't ask someone to introduce you, you can't go to see the marriage advertisement by yourself, the women you find like that are not reliable, and many of them are eagles!" Mr. Hu said that I didn't mean that, how can I find it again after my wife died, don't you have a relationship with your wife.