Chapter 925: The Man Who Jumped Off the Building
I asked, "Does it mean that there are too many vulgar and pornographic things now, warning us to stay away?" Mr. Feng shook his head, saying that he didn't understand. Looking at the next group of works, it is even more confusing, with a lot of miscellaneous items piled together, including the rim of an old bicycle, honeycomb coal, two bundles of thin wire, a broken saddle horse, an old-fashioned chiming clock, a radio, and a few broken wooden boards. Although the things are messy, they are not messy, and they are basically all placed on the broken saddle horse, interspersed with each other, and obviously carefully designed. The small sign next to it reads "12:20".
"What does that mean?" I asked. Mr. Feng thought about it and said that maybe it had a special meaning, and it felt related to the eighties of the last century. I didn't understand, so I took a picture and walked on. I saw that there was a place in front of me surrounded by a lot of people, all of whom were talking about it, and some people turned around and left, their faces full of disgust. Mr. Feng and I squeezed in, and saw two men squatting and lying down, the squatting person seemed to be defecating, and the lying person just aimed his face at the buttocks of the squatting person, the squatting person gritted his teeth with an expression on his face, and seemed to be a little constipated, and the lying person opened his mouth wide. The small sign next to it reads "Salute".
One lady said, "What a pervert! What does this have to do with paying homage?" At the same time, I saw a line of small letters under the sign, but there were two ropes around the front of this work, and I couldn't get through, I was short-sighted, I couldn't see clearly, but I had good eyes. A guy carefully identified it, and read it while reading: "Those who can accurately say the meaning of this work will be rewarded with 5,000 yuan." Now everyone came to the momentum, began to comment, and said everything, but the two of them didn't move, obviously they were wrong.
Mr. Feng shook his head: "It seems that the two of us can't earn the five thousand yuan." I smiled and said that if we could understand it, wouldn't we also become artists?
As I walked, I took pictures of all these various works on my phone, and then I came to the work of the wand, which is the "Thai mother tattoo". There were quite a few onlookers, dressed in white, sitting cross-legged on the floor, her wand stripped naked, wearing a pair of ancient men's pants and black boots, kneeling with her back to Azananya, leaning forward. Holding a long copper-tipped tube and ink on the ground next to it, Azananya dipped it in ink and tattooed it on the back of her wand as she chanted a mantra.
In addition to the "Thai Mother Tattoo" written on the small sign, there are also a few lines of annotations: "Azan Namya, a famous female mage in Khon Kaen Province, Thailand, specializes in the Lu method, and is good at transporting and descending emotions." I laughed in my heart, this is to let the audience know more clearly why this woman in white is called "Taimu", which is also one of the highlights of this work.
There were more and more onlookers, and a young girl smiled and said, "I said how to call Thai mother, it turns out that she is Thai!" Many people take pictures, and there are many women who take selfies with their mobile phones with their backs to the work, or use the work as the background for friends to take a group photo. Some people tried to get as close as possible to the work to see the patterns and words on the back of the wand, and they all shook their heads to indicate that they could not understand it.
Someone asked to themselves what kind of pattern it was, I pretended to be a passerby, and replied: "I know, it's a yin thorn, one of the witchcraft in Thailand, and it can be transferred by people if you stab it, and the effect is very good!" After listening to my explanation, many people were skeptical, and some people were very interested and continued to ask me. I began to answer the questions to the audience, saying how powerful Thai witchcraft is, and what is the principle of this Yin Magic Assassin Talisman. I didn't expect to have potential business opportunities here, let alone hand out business cards, but I just wanted to popularize the knowledge of witchcraft in Southeast Asia.
Suddenly, there was a young girl crying in the crowd of onlookers, everyone was looking at her, the female companion next to the girl hurriedly whispered what was wrong, the girl cried more and more loudly, suddenly screamed, and pulled her hair hard. The female companion hugged the girl and comforted her, but the girl screamed like crazy, punching and kicking everyone. I shouted, "Hold her down, there's evil in her!" The female companion and the onlookers all looked at me suspiciously, and I pointed to Azan Nanya, saying that she was a Thai mage, and she also blessed her with a spell when she pierced the talisman, this spell has the effect of driving away evil spirits, and if there is evil qi and yin qi in the person, it will react.
"What then?" the female companion was so frightened that she couldn't help but turn her head to look at her wand, but Azananya was the only one who didn't move, and kept her writing seriously. Mr. Feng and I helped her hold down the girl's hands and feet, and set up the art gallery together, many people followed, but more people went to watch the "Thai Mother Tattoo".
Away from the gallery, the girl gradually regained her composure, lying in her female companion's arms and shivering. The female companion asked me if what I just said was true, I said of course, and Mr. Feng took out his business card and handed it over, saying that we are specifically undertaking this kind of business, and you should carefully ask this girl after you go back, whether there is any abnormality in the physical and mental aspects, and remember it well, if it is, you must not delay it any longer, even if you don't look for us, you have to find a way to treat it as soon as possible.
The female companion helped the girl to drive away in a taxi, and Mr. Feng asked me, "Is what you just said true?" I said not necessarily, but eighty percent did. Because Azan Nanya is just stabbing talismans, and she doesn't have any psychological hints like the kind of dancing immortals, so I think that girl should really have yin qi on her body, or she has collided with something unclean, her luck is low, and her physique has deteriorated, so she will react when the yin spell is blessed.
"If that girl can really come and find it, this can be regarded as an unexpected business opportunity!" Mr. Feng smiled. As soon as we entered the courtyard, we saw many people standing under the building and looking up, and saw a man standing on the roof of the art museum, holding a banner next to him, with six big characters written on it: "Survive or Destroy". Seeing that the people were gathering more and more, the man slowly walked to the edge of the roof, leaned forward with his upper body, and seemed to jump down at any moment. A lot of people screamed, and everyone took pictures, but the man didn't really jump because there weren't any safety measures underneath, such as air mattresses and the like. This art museum has two floors, and the lifting frame is much higher than ordinary houses, so the roof of the building is 12 or 3 meters from the ground.
Someone shouted, "Are you jumping or not?"
"It's all fake, it's boring. The person next to him said stupidly. The voice was not small, and the man on the roof could hear it clearly. He seemed to be hesitating, maybe everyone thought it was fake, so more people began to coax, most of them men, and the women who were watching also held up their mobile phones to record the video, laughing while recording.