Chapter 781: Hong Kong Festival
Take a taxi from the airport to the Buddha brand store, the door group black Mercedes-Benz, enter the store and see that Azan Nangya has arrived, is sitting in the rest area drinking tea and chatting, opposite the sofa sitting Master Chen and Xiaofan, but did not see the driver. According to the itinerary, she arrived half a day earlier than me, I have to say that people and people must be treated differently, Azan Nangya was personally picked up from the airport by Master Chen, and I had to take a taxi by myself.
Master Chen's face is full of happiness, usually he is a person who does not smile, as a famous feng shui master in Hong Kong, of course, he can't always laugh and laugh, but in front of Azan Nangya, it seems to be an exception, Master Chen smiled like a young man. The wrinkles are gone.
Seeing me coming, Master Chen beckoned to me, and after sitting down, Wei Ming walked over, took the materials and put them on the coffee table, and printed the process arrangement of this puja. Actually, it's no different from last time. The process is all the same. It's just that after the advertisement in the newspaper this time, the review of the appointment customers is more strict, and Master Chen personally checks it. He is very familiar with these people in Hong Kong, if you make a list of the top 100 richest people in Hong Kong, at least 50 of them have friends with Master Chen, and 30 of them have seen Master Chen Feng Shui.
This time, the main review is not the status and status, as long as you can afford the money to do things, but you can't have a customer like Boss Cao☆ After determining 35 people, the festival will be held for seven days, five people a day. These thirty-five are all serious people. There are people who do business, there are people from all walks of life, there are definitely no nouveau riche, and there are no people who are too bad, and they don't know what is going on behind their backs. But at least on the surface, it's relatively normal.
The effect of the festival does not seem to be as good as the last time, and the reporters did not come so much, probably because the interval between the two festivals is too long, it takes more than half a year, and many old customers have forgotten about it, and usually miss reading the newspaper advertisement. But the profit was higher than last time, because a lot of famous people came, including two movie stars that I knew well.
Wei Ming and I were in charge of arranging for the good believers who came every day to receive the spell, these people were men and women, some wanted to be lucky, some wanted to make thorn talismans, and some felt that their bodies were not normal and wanted to use spells to exorcise them. In order to preserve privacy, when each good believer accepts Azan Nangya's spell, no outsiders are allowed to be present in the amulet shop, even the reporter has to stand outside the store. Thick curtains are deliberately installed on the door of the store to prevent people from taking photos through the door glass.
When sending the good faith that has finished casting the spell out of the house. They were all satisfied, and some reporters came up to interview them, and these people nodded again and again, saying that the effect was very good. Some people received a spell to exorcise evil spirits, which is a spell similar to the Lus empowerment, and many people began to cry after casting the spell, and the reporter did not answer no matter how he asked, and got into the car and left while crying.
On the fourth day, the penultimate believer arranged by the Buddhist brand shop was a businessman, and he learned from the list that this person's surname was Ba, and he operated a commercial computer in Hong Kong, and the business was honestly not too big, but he had cooperated with Master Chen before, and his character was good, so he passed. Boss Ba is about fifty years old, with a medium build, wearing a decent suit, and he doesn't look ugly. But the complexion is very bad, and it is not good to say whether the face is black, yellow or blue, anyway, it is not the color of a normal person.
Boss Ba held my hand: "Master Chen helped me see feng shui before. Instructed me to change the address of the office, and business would be much better in the future. I didn't get able to register for the last two pujas, which is a pity, but I didn't expect that this time I was seriously ill, and I wanted to ask Master Chen how to solve it. It so happened that you had another puja meeting, and I said to Master Chen, you must let me sign up this time, otherwise this life will be lost! ”
"Is it that serious?" I smiled, "If Boss Ba is uncomfortable, just say it to Master Azan Nangya." Let her help you get rid of it. ”
Boss Ba shook his head: "It's hard to speak...... Anyway, it's just uncomfortable, just look at my eye circles. "Needless to say, everyone in the Buddhist card shop can see that Boss Ba not only has a very bad face, but his eyes are like national treasures, and those who don't know think they have applied eye shadow. I thought to myself that there was something unspeakable about this, who has never been sick, even if he hits the evil, it is not a shame, it will not be like this.
Led Boss Ba to Azan Nangya and knelt down, Azan Nangya stretched out her hand and pressed it on Boss Ba's forehead, and after a few minutes she put her hand down and said to me in Thai, "Let him go back." ”
When the translator heard it to Boss Ba, he was about to cry, and he kowtowed to Azan Nangya again and again, saying that he must help me. I'm also very puzzled, could it be that this boss Ba has some terminal illness, or is he haunted by the yin spirit and is no longer saved, and he was sentenced to death by Azan Nangya?
Azan Nangya said: "Overindulgence, I hate this kind of man. Hearing this, I thought to myself that Boss Ba is the same as Fang Gang, he has a penchant for approaching women, but Fang Gang is talented, and there is nothing wrong with how to pick up girls and kill chickens, but this Boss Ba is not good.
Of course, I can't tell Boss Ba directly, saying that this Master Azan Nangya hates men the most, especially if you like to play with women, so I have to say, "Boss Ba, do you usually have something special...... Hobby. "I kept my voice low. Because in addition to Azan Nangya and me, there were also Wei Ming and Xiaomei in the Buddhist card shop. Boss Ba can be regarded as a successful businessman, if it is inadvertently revealed by these two, it will definitely have an impact on Boss Ba's reputation.
Boss Ba looked embarrassed, but he cried with a sad face: "I don't want to do this either, but, but I can't control myself." Wei Ming and Xiaomei, who were standing next to him, were very puzzled, I didn't want to cause trouble to Boss Ba, so I persuaded Azan Nangya to cast a spell on him first, as for his hidden secrets, I will find time to talk to him in the future and give him a warning.
Azan Nangya agreed, and began to cast spells on Boss Ba. I asked Boss Ba to take off his suit jacket and leather shoes, and lay flat on the ground wearing only his shirt and trousers, Wei Ming covered him from head to toe with a large strip of white cloth, and then Azan Nangya began to chant mantras.
This method of casting the Dharma with a white cloth is commonly called the "Resurrection of the Dead" by Master Azan and is similar in meaning to the Lushi empowerment, mainly used to remove bad luck. However, Azan Nangya uses the ancient Burmese method, which combines the two effects of exorcism and reincarnation, and the effect is quite good.
Less than five minutes. I heard the sound of Boss Ba's rapid breathing coming from under the white cloth, and there was a part that was lifted high, which was the position of Boss Ba's lower body.
It's so embarrassing, Wei Ming and Xiaomei next to him have different faces, and Wei Ming is still snickering. I saw Boss Ba's suit jacket on the sofa in the lounge area next to me, and quickly took it over and covered it with a white cloth, but I finally couldn't see it. After another ten minutes, Boss Ba began to cough violently, the voice became louder and louder, and suddenly, some light red liquid appeared from the position of Boss Ba's face under the white cloth, which became bigger and bigger, and Boss Ba was actually vomiting blood.
Everyone became nervous, and originally Azan Nangya was just chanting in a low voice, but suddenly she raised her voice. He hugged the Lahu Heavenly God from his side, pressed his left hand, and opened the five fingers of his right hand, suspense above Boss Ba's face. Boss Ba stopped coughing and began to moan lowly. It sounds very strange, it's not like the kind of spell casting scene I usually see, where the average customer makes that kind of painful sound, but what Boss Ba makes sounds like the kind of man when he is emotional. The clerk Xiaomei's face was a little red, she was twenty-four or five years old this year, and she was no stranger to this kind of thing, and it was estimated that she had heard a lot when she was with her boyfriend.
Azan Nangya continued to cast the spell, and suddenly Boss Ba sat up from the ground and tore the white cloth away, we saw that his eyes were red, two thin blood marks flowed from his nostrils, and there were also blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and his mouth was wide open, still panting. Xiaomei was standing directly across from him. Boss Ba got up from the ground and pounced on Xiaomei, making her scream in fright, Wei Ming and I hurriedly ran over and hugged Boss Ba.
This boss is like eating a bullwhip stewed ginseng, with both strength and madness, waving and grabbing her hands in the direction of Xiaomei, as if she has to hug her.