"Granny Zhang, don't scare me, I'm not good!"

Although Meng Fan pretended to be calm on the surface, the corners of his mouth still twitched, and a monstrous wave turned in his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If Mrs. Zhang used ghosts and gods, he would not be afraid, but he would use feng shui, and it was reasonable, which had to be moving.

In his spare time at university, he once flipped through a book on Feng Shui in the library, and the academic term of Feng Shui is called Kanyu. Feng Shui is the force of nature and the great magnetic energy of the universe.

Wind is the vitality and field energy, and water is the flow and change.

Feng Shui is originally the art of the earth, that is, the method of on-the-spot inspection of geography, also called the earth phase, known as the art of Kanyu in ancient times, it is a philosophy that studies the laws of the environment and the universe, and has its scientific truth.

This is Feng Shui.

"Scaring you?" Mrs. Zhang's eyes flashed again, and she seemed to be a little displeased, "The old body is taught by a master, exorcising evil spirits and correcting things, and repeatedly leaking heavenly opportunities, but retribution falls on Xiaoxi, can you see Xiaoxi's legs? Say I'm scaring you? Look at the rice on the ground again, and say I'm scaring you?"

"Huh?"

Meng Fan was stunned, looked down, and suddenly found that the white glutinous rice on the ground had changed color!

Half red, half turquoise!

"It's ......"

Meng Fan was shocked into a cold sweat, and the color change of glutinous rice just confirmed Mrs. Zhang's statement, cutting the sky and red, piercing the heart and green, and asked in a lost voice: "How can this be?"

"Glutinous rice is born with the effect of absorbing evil energy, just old and old, you have seen the red and blue evil qi on your body, it is clear that you have seen the soul hook lamp, not the bullshit traffic light you said, not only me, even the Ah Fu in the courtyard can see it. Mrs. Zhang's face was slightly cold, "If you still have doubts, but it's okay to go, the old body has also explained to your father, don't say that you can't save you when you die." ”

"No...... No. ”

Meng Fan said busily.

In fact, he had already been moved by Mrs. Zhang's words in his heart, but he had studied all his life and received a higher education, which made him instinctively a little resistant to Mrs. Zhang, or to the goddess.

In addition, he never told outsiders that he had encountered a traffic light, and when he entered the door, this mother-in-law actually saw the clue at a glance with strange eyes, and he couldn't help but believe it.

"Granny Zhang, don't be angry with the juniors!" Meng Fan smiled, and then said with a straight face, "I did see the traffic light on the way back to the village with Zhuzi, and now according to what you said, it should be a two-color soul hook lamp, I don't know if my mother-in-law has any way to crack it?"

"There are three ways to crack the evil qi, one is the elimination method, the second is the punching method, and the third is the resolution method. Mrs. Zhang smiled weirdly, her face softened, but her tone was still unkind, "But this soul hooking lamp is transformed by double evil, and the weight of the evil qi is only seen in the old body, so I can only say try it." ”

"It's okay to try. Meng Fan let out a sigh of relief, his heart was slightly relaxed, this mother-in-law's behavior was very mysterious, maybe it could really help him avoid this catastrophe, it was better than him stumbling like a headless fly, so he said, "Then there is Granny Lao." ”

"Hmph, even if you try, the price paid by the old body is huge!"

Mrs. Zhang glared at Meng Fan, showing a very reluctant look, picked up the paper figure that was not tied just now, and tied the paper figure without distraction.

Meng Fan stared silently from the side.

I saw that Mrs. Zhang's dry fingers seemed to be suddenly full of spirituality, flying up and down, which was staggering.

About a quarter of an hour later, she had pasted the body of the paper man, and made the clothes and hats, and then picked up the ink pen and drew on the paper man's face, and the facial features appeared.

After taking care of all this, Mrs. Zhang glanced at Meng Fan, who had a strange expression, and said coldly: "Your birthday." ”

"Oooh. ”

Meng Fan was fascinated, hurriedly said his date of birth, and watched Mrs. Zhang write his birthday on a piece of paper, stuffed it into a red paper bag, and then put it into the body of the paper man.

"I still need a drop of your eyebrows. Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes.

"Good. ”

So far, Meng Fan can't help but hesitate, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out and slip it out to know that this is a matter of life and death, a drop of eyebrows and blood is a trivial matter, and he quickly leaned over and poked his head in front of Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang took out a silver needle, pierced it at the center of Meng Fan's eyebrows, and squeezed out a drop of blood, the blood was as black as ink.

"The evil qi has been integrated into the bloodline, thanks to you coming in time, otherwise I am afraid I won't be able to survive tonight. ”

Mrs. Zhang dipped her fingers in blood, vaguely recited words that Meng Fan couldn't understand, and pressed on the paper man's eyebrows, and pressed a round blood spot.

Strange to say, as soon as this blood spot appeared in the center of the paper man's eyebrows, Meng Fan felt that he seemed to have a connection with the paper man, and there was a feeling of blood connection, feeling that if someone hit the paper man twice, he would also feel pain.

"Thank you, mother-in-law. ”

Meng Fan already has a sense of gratitude to Mrs. Zhang, even if he can't succeed, he rushes to this paper figure, Meng Fan also has to express his gratitude, in his opinion, this paper figure is exquisite, it can be called a work of art, and it can even apply for intangible cultural heritage.

"Bring it. Mrs. Zhang was indifferent to Meng Fan's gratitude, but stretched out her dry hand.

"What else to take?" Meng Fan was a little confused, "Isn't it already done?"

"Two hundred bucks. Mrs. Zhang's expression was cold, "The skeleton of the paper man is made of bamboo in the deep mountains and sun, and the wax paper used is also high-quality, so it is not expensive to charge you two hundred." ”

"Oh......"

Meng Fan smiled, he didn't expect the paper figure to be so expensive, so he touched his pocket helplessly, and said as if it was not good: "Can it be cheaper, it's only fifty." ”

"Take it. ”

Mrs. Zhang stretched out her hand to take the money, and even took a picture of the window, and put it away when she saw that it was not fake money.

Then she did something that made Meng Fan dumbfounded, she actually reached out and stripped off the paper man's clothes: "Fifty yuan will not give away clothes, the cost is not enough, you just give him your own clothes." ”

"What?" Meng Fan didn't expect that Mrs. Zhang, who was still mysterious and full of mysteries just now, turned into a big slam in the blink of an eye, which was too unacceptable, "Is this still okay?

"The descendants of the Meng family, you don't understand this, it's better to wear your own clothes, I see that you are your own person to give you a discount, and if you are someone else, it will cost you a lot. ”

Mrs. Zhang smiled weirdly again, "Come on, I'll teach you how to use the paper figure, after you go home, when it gets dark, put the paper figure on the bed, dip the child's urine in ink, point the eyeballs, and you're done, and then, you just need to hide under the bed and sleep until dawn." Fifty dollars for a life, do you say it's worth it?"

"Ahem! Meng Fan showed a strange expression and glanced at Mrs. Zhang deeply, "The urine is not clean, is it okay to use water?"

"Of course not!" Mrs. Zhang glanced at Meng Fan with a little disdain, "So you are no longer a child?"