When the little boy walked over, my heart was still pounding, what did this mean? Was it my dazzle or hallucination? At this time, I saw Kaohsiung coming out of the wooden house, lighting a cigarette. I hurriedly walked around, but did not dare to call him, for fear that the little boy would hear, and then turn around and even rush towards me. I pointed to the little boy as I walked, and Kaohsiung also saw it, and it didn't seem too surprised, I came to the wooden house, and the little boy had already walked into a certain wooden house.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Kaohsiung said, "It's a boy, haven't you seen it?" I said, of course I haven't seen it, and you haven't told me about it. Kaohsiung looked at me dissatisfied, and said that I am not your teacher, do I have to teach you everything, do you want to teach you if you sleep with a woman. I smiled and said that it was not necessary, and asked what this boy was, it seems that I have heard it in China before, and there is a noun for helping a beggar, which seems to be similar to fortune telling. Kaohsiung told me that the biggest difference between the beggars in Southeast Asia and the Chinese fupong is the form, and the Chinese beggar is a handsome boy carrying a wooden stick or holding a pen, writing on the sand or paper, which is used to divinate good fortune and misfortune. Most of the beggars in Southeast Asia are meant to indicate that the person already has the ability to communicate with the gods.

When the boy began to fight, he would be blessed by the gods for the time being, and he didn't know the pain at that time, and the wound would heal quickly afterwards.

"Is there a boy in this Thai village?" I asked, meaning how I could meet so coincidentally, and why I have not seen one of them in Thailand after I have been to Thailand so many times in recent years.

Kaohsiung said: "In Southeast Asian countries, it takes special occasions and ceremonies for the boy to appear, and it is not something that can be encountered on the street casually. There are beggars in this village, and they must be related to Azanjiu. If someone wants to learn the Fa, or if they want to send someone from their own family, such as a child, to practice the Fa, they must first ask Master Azan to take him in to see if he has the qualifications to practice the Fa. If there is, first develop him into a beggar child, and often let the gods descend, so that the physique can reach the level of being able to quickly psychic as soon as possible, so that he can practice the Fa more effectively. ”

I understand why some people become Azan, maybe they have received this kind of training when they were young or young. I asked if the little boy didn't hurt, and Kaohsiung gave me a blank look: "If it hurts, will you do it?" Try to prick your ass twice with a needle, and you probably won't want to, let alone stick a knife in your mouth." "I thought to myself, Kaohsiung told me that when people are in a psychic state, the physical body can no longer feel pain, and they are blessed by the gods, and the wound will heal quickly after the end of the uprising.

I thought to myself, it's still amazing, and I'd love to see how the dagger got there.

In the evening, when Azanjiu returned at about nine o'clock, Wei Ke took two large black plastic bags from his hands, I don't know what they contained, and they seemed to be very heavy. The four of them sat in the house, drinking a pot of Nepalese black tea brewed from Wei Cha, and Azanjiu said that he had just returned from a cemetery in a neighboring village and had brought a lot of graveyard soil with him.

"I've got to be busy again these days!" Wei Ke said with a smile, and he said that the soil of these cemeteries should be sifted and made as fine as incense ash before it can be blessed into a Buddha card. I thought to myself that it would not be easy to go to the cemetery to dig up the soil and come back. Kaohsiung chatted with him about the spiritual wax for a while, and Azanjiu said that it was cloudy tonight, and it was more suitable for casting psychic spells, so it was best to set off now. As soon as he left, Wei Ke found two flashlights, and Kaohsiung also turned two out of the car, and Wei Ke drove his own car to take the three of us from the north side of the village to the corpse kiln where Kaohsiung and I had been a few years ago. After about two hours of driving, I lifted my flashlight and shook it to see the brick corpse kilns still standing quietly in the wilderness. There is no moon tonight, the sky is full of dark clouds, and it is April and May, the hottest time in Southeast Asia, but I still feel a chill.

Azanjiu took a flashlight and led us through the corpse kiln, the last time I came, I didn't walk much at all, at that time Azanjiu had already set up an altar somewhere, and directly blessed the bones, and now I found out that this corpse kiln is very large, I roughly estimate, to say the least, there are hundreds of them. I don't understand why I have to build these things, and it's not more convenient and convenient to bury them directly in the soil.

After walking for about half an hour, Azanjiu shook his head and pointed to this area and said that he didn't feel too much resentment, and he still had it a few months ago. Kaohsiung said: "It seems that a lot of Azan has been here in the past few months. Wei Ke also nodded, saying that now Southeast Asian Buddhist cards and offerings are becoming more and more popular year by year, most of them are invited by Chinese, so some are in short supply, those practitioners are looking for yin material everywhere, and this corpse kiln is the best place.

But we couldn't come in vain, Azanjiu took us around for more than ten minutes, and finally stopped in front of a corpse kiln, saying that the resentment here was a little bigger, and asked us to go in and have a look. Kaohsiung and Wei Ke both shone their flashlights inside, and I also looked in, and saw that there was nothing to see in the corpse kiln, only a slightly raised long earthen bag. I remember that many of the corpses in this corpse kiln were placed outside, exposed to the wind and sun, and finally rotted and weathered into bones, some were half-buried in the soil, and were taken out and eaten by wild dogs, and few were buried in the soil.

"Dig it up. Azanjiu said, but his tone seemed a little reluctant. Kaohsiung looked at me, needless to say, this is for me to turn in and work again. My expression was very resistant, but Kaohsiung obviously didn't want to do it, but fortunately, Wei Ke saw my embarrassment and turned over first, and I couldn't drag it anymore, and turned over and went into the corpse kiln. Wei Ke and I dug one after the other, it was not the rainy season, the soil was a little dry and hard, and it was hard to dig up the bones. It is already crispy, and the shovel head will shatter if you touch it with a little force. Cleaning all the soil on the surface of the bones to the sides, Kaohsiung probed in, and instructed me how to dig it.

After cleaning up, it was time to pick up the bones, and I asked Kaohsiung to bring rubber gloves from the car, just like last time, I was afraid of any bacteria, and I was afraid of it. Picking up the bones one by one, Wick expertly posed in human form, and Azan sat down in front of the bones for a long time and began to bless them with mantras. I whispered to Kaohsiung, "When will Boss Gao also go in to dig and dig? Work more and eat more, so that you don't have to be so thin." ”

Kaohsiung spit out smoke rings: "Lao Tzu has no plans to gain weight in recent years. ”

Ten minutes later, Azanjiu asked Wick and me to put the skull of the bones into a plastic bag, and then send the rest of the bones back to the corpse kiln, pile them together, bring gasoline cans and pour them on them, and then set them on fire. Azanjiu sat outside and continued to bless for a few minutes, and then went home.