Chapter 9: The Mirror and the Wooden Sword
I was annoyed and shocked by the words of the second uncle, I really didn't expect that although his eyes were small but very alert, I actually felt like I was being seen through in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
I fixed my mind and said: "I can see that you are just the reason for my physique, and I tell you that I am not a guide, and I advise you that since you are covered by the sun, you must not go to the vegetable market over there, otherwise you will regret it, don't blame me for not reminding." As for the bell, I can't explain it! ”
"......" The Taoist priest turned into the careless appearance just now, "Poor Dao has long known that there is a formation for sacrificing human animals in front of the ghost gate on this road, and half of the reason why I came here is because of it. ”
"What's fine, can I go back?" I was impatient.
"And the other half, I don't know if you know if the Yin Soldier borrowed the way?" The old Taoist said to himself, but there was a strange smile on his face. "That was about two months ago, I don't know if you remember?"
My heart was pounding, and I was amazed. "Why would he know? What the hell is he coming from? Looking at his lewd face, I felt that he was unfathomable.
"Shall you tell me everything you know, then?" Lao Dao said with a slight smile......
In the middle of the night, the streets were covered with black terror, and the thunder from afar rumbled, appearing long and deep in the night sky.
The moment I met the Taoist priest's eyes, I suddenly felt a deep fear emerge from the bottom of my heart. The bone-chilling cold almost made me shiver. I felt like a lamb being targeted by a fierce beast, weak and powerless, and could only wait to be killed!
"Ding---" It wasn't until the bell rang that I woke up from this nightmarish torment.
I fell to the ground gasping for breath before I realized that I had just been hit by him, and I was even more annoyed and horrified, and I really wanted to know how this guy did it.
"Ahem, so are you convinced now? There is more to the poor than that. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked guy came up with a wicked smile on his face.
I really want to punch him in the face with three wrong views, but I don't have the strength to do it, and I can't get him. Who knows if this guy is more obscene on the inside than he is on the outside?
Thinking about it, I just sat on the ground, anyway, he is also a Taoist priest, and I rely on him so much that he has nothing to do with me.
"What do you want to do, I don't know anything anyway, the only thing I know has been said before, don't show off your skills with me, I'm just a student...... "Anyway, my home is nearby, how long can this broken Taoist priest pester me?"
"Haha, oops, it's interesting, Poor Dao has always been polite to people, but I have something to say first, don't blame me if you can't bear the pain for a while." The Taoist priest seemed to be not angry, and turned to say something to his disciple.
To be honest, I'm still a little vain, after all, I don't know what strange methods this lewd guy has.
"Hehe, the poor way is respected by the way of heaven, but I don't have any mercy for people like you." The priest didn't look at me, but rang the bell.
"Nai Ho Bridge by the Bodhi Tree, Nai Ho Bridge!" I was struck by the mournful cry that came from his disciple and the paper figure behind him.
"Nai He Bridge, eight zhang high!" The voice seemed to laugh rather than laugh, as he sang, and the paper people behind him writhed, making many, many trivial sounds.
"Don't look back on Huangquan Road, your wife and children will shed tears!" The chanting came to an abrupt end!
I saw that the space around me seemed to be distorted, and the bell in my hand shook wildly, and all kinds of sounds came from the body of the paper figure, the sharp one was like a piccolo, intermittent; The dull ones are like big drums, serious and heavy. And mixed with countless trivial ghost words, or scolding, or crying......
"What's that?" I thought to myself, but my vision became more and more blurry. The tearing sensation came from the top of my head, so small that it was hard to detect. I felt a grief that I had never felt before, so great that it almost burst my head. The sensation of pain drove me to scream in pain...... In my daze, I seemed to hear a roar and a few bells, and gradually I regained some consciousness, and when I opened my eyes, I saw fires everywhere.
"Who are you? Put out the fire! Oops! Always open! Don't sing, come on! We've got a madman! The priest's voice was clearly discernible and I looked up to see my parents holding a lighted bundle of straw at the end of the alley and "burning" the priest's paper figures......
"Your uncle!" Looking at the Taoist priest's chickens flying and dogs jumping, I was kind of angry: "You are arrogant? Return to heaven? Why don't you go to heaven? I...... Ahem, cough, cough, cough ......" I realized that my voice was hoarse, tearful, and I couldn't stop coughing.
"Let's wipe it." The wide sleeves of the robe suddenly hung down in front of my eyes, "When I sing, you scream so scary!" How ugly do I sing? ”
There was still a little grievance in the child's tone, and I couldn't get angry with him at all, so I shook my head with a wry smile and took out the tissues on my body and put them away.
"Oh, just now the master said that I would overtake you and me, but I didn't expect that you would make you so uncomfortable without overdoing it......" The kid actually leaned over and said apologetically.
"Excess?" I'm speechless.
"Yes, yes! What the master said, exceedance is a good thing, it is to accumulate merit, and people in the world are stupid to be excessive...... "I didn't expect the child to have a serious face and stared at me with a pair of bright eyes.
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"Oh, ancestor! Don't burn it! The poor road didn't dare, the two of them were angry! "The Taoist priest begged grandpa to tell grandma, and the posture was almost kowtowed.
"Hey, I didn't remember I had a grandson like you!" The mother angrily burned the paper figures in that alley, and from time to time she got up to mock her.
However, my father was more serious, and he didn't say a word when he burned it, and occasionally sprinkled some rapeseed oil brought by the family to help burn......
"Well, uncle, don't let them burn, okay? Those paper figures have been pasted by the master for a long time......" the boy begged as he tugged at the corner of my coat.
Although it was really a headache for me to be called uncle, the fire and ashes in this alley would attract onlookers sooner or later, and after weighing the pros and cons, I still agreed to this child.
"Mom and Dad, don't burn it! After a while, the fire is too big to extinguish! ”
"Son, are you alright? Can this old boy let you go like this? I'll decide if something happens," my father didn't even look up at me, just sprinkled oil and lit the fire.
I looked at the little Taoist priest and could only say that I was powerless......
"Woo, ah--- burn me first! Burn me! The cry like killing a pig suddenly came, and I followed the sound to see that the Taoist priest was desperately protecting a few paper figures, with an attitude of coexistence and death.
"Bang-bang," a window in the alley was opened, "what are you doing at night?" Can't sleep! I'm going to hit 110 now! ”
Everything was calm, except for a few dogs in the village that were still barking
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