Chapter Seventy-One: A Mysterious Atmosphere
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He Zhi knew Doudou's date of birth but didn't know the specific time, and when she heard Huang Banxian say that she wanted the lunar calendar, she subconsciously reached out and wanted to check the calendar with her mobile phone, only then did she remember that the mobile phone was taken away by Huang Banxian's niece and daughter-in-law just now.
Seeing Huang Banxian's rules, in addition to looking at the time of fate, he also has to hand over all audio and video recording equipment such as mobile phones. Huang Banxian didn't ask and couldn't talk casually.
"Born in Suicheng Maternal and Child Health Hospital, the time is not very clear, the date of the solar calendar is ......"
He Zhi was a little embarrassed.
"Name?"
Huang Banxian's long nails tapped on the low black table.
"Lan Weiwei."
Saying Doudou's scientific name, He Zhi glanced at Ke Yang. Ke Yang was looking down at the low table, looking more interested in the black and shiny wood grain of the low table than in the scientific name of Doudou.
"Hmm."
Huang Banxian gave a long answer, then closed his eyes slightly, and his left thumb tapped back and forth on the other four fingers.
He Zhi estimated that Huang Banxian's appearance was the legendary pinching of his fingers. She stared at Huang Banxian's face, worried that Huang Banxian would say something strange when he suddenly opened his eyes.
She had been a staunch atheist before she came in, but as soon as she sat down at the low table, she had a glimmer of hope in her heart.
The black gold incense burning on the low table fell a piece of ash the size of a small fingernail, silently, but like a command, Huang Banxian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Doudou.
"I already know."
"Know what?"
He Zhi wondered that Huang Banxian had no head and no brain,
"Daxian didn't ask you, you can't speak."
The woman standing behind Huang Banxian reminded in a low voice.
He Zhi stopped talking. At this time, Ke Yang seemed to have finished studying the wood used in the low table, his hands moved from the low table to his knees, and a pair of eyes stared at Huang Banxian with interest.
Huang Banxian didn't care about He Zhi's interruption, and her eyes were still looking at Doudou for a moment.
"The child is still young, and there is no grudge against you, and if you let the child go, you will also give yourself a path of reincarnation. Go, there is a debtor and a debtor, let the innocent children go. ”
Huang Banxian said as he took out a piece of yellow mounted paper from the drawer of the low table, lit it on the black gold incense, and put it on the copper plate on the table. The burning yellow-mounted paper flutters its wings like a flying firebird, and quickly turns into a little gray smoke scraps.
Huang Banxian reached out and grabbed the smoke that was still emitting again, and while rubbing his fingertips into dust and scattering them on Doudou's head, he sang a strange and low tone in his mouth. As her hand dropped the last bit of smoke, her chanting ended.
The woman with high hair immediately squatted down and wiped Huang Banxian's hands with a white towel.
Huang Banxian seemed to be relieved after wiping his hands, and stretched out his right index finger to hold Doudou's chin, letting Doudou look into her eyes. Doudou lowered his eyebrows and did not listen to Huang Banxian's words.
Huang Banxian let go of her hand and turned her head to look at the green dinosaur doll on the ground at the door, and she asked her assistant to take the dinosaur doll and put it on the table.
"Fetch a basin of water."
Huang Banxian frowned and stared at the dinosaur doll, and when the basin was placed on the low table, she already had an extra pair of golden scissors in her hand. I saw her swing her scissors and neatly cut open the belly of the dinosaur doll.
He Zhi and Ke Yang exchanged glances. Ke Yang also used this trick, and in the little dinosaur doll that Doudou was holding at that time, He Jing hid a digital camera S card from ten years ago.
The big dinosaur doll was bought by Ke Yang for Doudou not long ago, and he didn't understand what the problem would be in the doll.
Seeing the contents of the doll, Huang Banxian nodded as if expected, and then poured the black gold incense ash that fell from the incense burner into the copper basin, and used his long nails to pinch out the contents of the doll and throw it into the copper basin.
A white Buddha necklace sank to the bottom of the copper basin, and the black gold incense ash spread, and the white Buddha card was quickly hidden under the water surface of the incense ash.
He Zhi and Ke Yang looked at each other in astonishment, and they both felt incredible for a while.
"Take it out and bury it. This evil obstacle! ”
"You," Huang Banxian nodded to Ke Yang, who was staring at the copper basin, after finishing his assistant's words.
"Hmm."
Ke Yang looked up at Huang Banxian's half-squinted eyes.
"Come to me."
Huang Banxian motioned for Ke Yang to lean over the low table.
Ke Yang wanted to stand up, but Huang Banxian signaled him to just kneel.
Ke Yang muttered in his heart, this old lady didn't know if she really knew what strange tricks she had, or if she was pretending to be a ghost.
There must be something hidden in this low table, and the old lady's wide robe and big sleeves are like magic, as if she took out a Buddha card from the doll, and she may have hidden the Buddha card in her sleeve.
Ke Yang leaned forward.
Huang Banxian stretched out his arms, and his two thin palms turned into knives and slashed towards Ke Yang's shoulders.
"Hey~"
Ke Yang had been professionally trained, and he wouldn't snort after a few heavy punches, but when Huang Banxian's arm landed on his shoulder, the pain of piercing the bone marrow made him still can't help but snort lightly.
An imperceptible musky scent dissipated from his nose, and the pain in his shoulders disappeared suddenly.
"Where it comes from, where it goes, dust to dust, dust to dust......"
Huang Banxian had words in his mouth.
Ke Yang sat down again. He Zhi stretched out his hand to hold Ke Yang's hand, his eyes full of worry. The mysterious atmosphere in the room made her heart beat faster, and Ke Yang's painful snort just now made her heart beat even more.
Ke Yang squeezed He Zhi's hand tightly and let go, indicating that he was fine.
Huang Banxian looked extremely tired after chattering, and there was no trace of blood on his shriveled face. The assistant brought a large cushion for her to lean on, and she closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again, her face was bloody.
"Take my fairy water."
Huang Banxian spoke to his assistant, but his eyes were fixed on He Zhi.
Seeing the three black porcelain bottles the size of nail polish that the assistant put in front of Huang Banxian, He Zhi thought that she had used the fairy water on her face, and she didn't know what Huang Banxian's fairy water was.
"Drink."
Huang Banxian pointed to the three small black bottles in front of him.
He Zhi's face suddenly looked bad.
She had always been worried that Huang Banxian would sprinkle smoke or ash on her hair like he did with Doudou, and she was also afraid that Huang Banxian would split her shoulders like Ke Yang's shoulders. She can not be afraid of getting dirty, and she can endure the pain, but she has a bottom line for what she enters. I don't know what formula or what materials to make of, what if I get sick if I drink it, her stomach has always been bad, if she really has gastroenteritis or something like that, wouldn't it be a trouble for Ke Yang's family. Maybe it's okay to have gastroenteritis, but what if you get poisoned?
He Zhi looked at the three black and shiny vials, and all that came to mind was the pictures of making poison in the movie. When she looked up and saw Huang Banxian with drooping eyelids, white eyes and black eyes, she stood up "ho".
"Don't bother, thanks, I have to go."
Without waiting for the people in the house to react, He Zhi pulled Doudou and Ke Yang and walked out the door. When he walked to the door, he remembered that he wanted to give Huang Banxian an "appearance fee", so he took out the 1,600 yuan he had prepared from his coat pocket and put it on a counter next to the door.
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