Chapter 174: Statue of Guan Gong
Reluctantly, I pulled out four thousand-dollar bills and slapped them in front of the windshield. Fang Gang was afraid that he would lose it, so he laboriously stretched out his right hand to pick up the money and put it in his pocket. At this time, Fang Gang's phone rang, and it turned out to be a reply from his friend last night. This guy really inquired about the inside story, the owner of the XXX Tom Yum Gong restaurant once asked for something to ward off evil spirits from a black-clothed master named Azan Laixi. But what exactly is not yet known. Because the owner of the restaurant who ordered the offering specifically requested secrecy, the matter was revealed by Azan Laisi's apprentice.
Now Fang Gang and I can be sure that the mysterious thing to ward off evil spirits is the thing that suppresses the resentment of the infant spirit, and it is hidden inside the statue of Guan Gong, and the problem to be considered at present is how to find an opportunity to get out of that evil spirit.
Fang Gang and I studied for a long time, and finally came up with a better plan, in order to be implemented smoothly and solved at one time, Fang Gang also spent 2,000 baht to hire a helper.
At about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night that day, Fang Gang and I, together with the helper, drove to the door of the restaurant. It was said to be open 24 hours, but there was no one in the restaurant anymore, and I looked through the glass window. There was only a table of young men and women chatting while eating, and the male waiter standing next to him, although not as sleepy as the night waiters in China, looked bored.
The helper Fang Gang found was a gambler, who was called from Pattaya, and it was estimated that he was a poor ghost, otherwise he would not have bought it for 2,000 baht. Fang Gang let the gambler in first, deliberately chose a private room to sit down first, and ordered a fried rice casually, while Fang Gang and I entered again after ten minutes, and ordered a tom yum soup in the hall and drank it slowly.
After the young man and woman at the table settled the bill and left, Fang Gang sent a text message to the gambler, and in less than two minutes, he heard the sound of slapping the table and scolding from the private room. A waiter went over to check. But the waiters in the hall still stuck to their posts and had to admire the management of the restaurant.
Before I could finish admiring it in my heart, the noise in the private room was louder, and there was the sound of lifting the table and throwing things, and two or three men were arguing at the same time. Mess. The waiter in the hall kept looking in the direction of the sound, and finally couldn't help but walk quickly into the private room. Fang Gang and I immediately stood up, Fang Gang was guarding the corridor between the hall and the private room, and I hurriedly ran to the statue of Guan Gong, holding the head of the stone statue with both hands, and pulled it up hard. Pull it out a few times, suddenly, the head of the stone statue was finally separated, I held the heavy stone statue head with one hand, fortunately the middle is hollow, the material should be the copper alloy outside the process of brushing lime powder.
Looking inward from the statue's neck, there is an oval white tin box inside. I didn't have time to look closely, so I reached out and took the tin box flat. Put it on the ground. Then attach the head of the statue back on. Fang Gang pointed out the door with his finger, and I hurriedly ran out of the restaurant with the tin box, put it in the car as fast as I could, and then slipped back.
Fang Gang had already sat back in his place, and as soon as I sat down in my chair, two waiters and the cook carried the gambler out and pushed him out of the restaurant. Outside the door, the cook kicked the gambler down with a flying kick, pointed his finger at him and cursed, and the gambler ran away.
When they returned to the restaurant, I deliberately asked the waiter what was wrong, and the cook said angrily: "I don't know where the poor ghost came from, he insisted on eating bugs after eating fried rice, and he wanted us to lose money!" Fang Gang and I laughed in our hearts, and in order to avoid arousing suspicion, it took twenty minutes before we checked out and left.
Back in the hotel room, I put the necklace of the five poisonous oils on the tin box, and the color was pitch black. Fang Gang slowly opened the lid of the box, which was covered with a layer of dry and hard earth, on which were embedded with several things: a metal needle, two complete dog teeth, half a black cloth, a firecracker, and a small gray-white skull-like thing was fixed to the lid with an iron lamp on the inside of the lid, and a spell scripture pattern was drawn on it with red liquid.
"What is this?" I really don't understand.
Fang Gang studied carefully for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that he didn't understand it either.
This surprised me, Fang Gang has been in the Buddha card business for more than ten years, and he can be said to be well-informed, and the Buddha brand yin that he has never seen is a rare product. In order to stimulate me, I deliberately said: "Since you don't understand, then I'll take a photo and send it to Lao Xie, in case he knows!" "The blood of the sub-array.
Looking at my smiling expression, Fang Gang pointed at me with his finger: "You kid don't look down on people!" Who doesn't want to ask that Humpty Dumpty? ”
I was amused: "Just kidding, why be so sensitive?" Don't you have the phone number of Azan Laixi's apprentice? Just send it to him. "Fang Gang said of course not, it would be easy to spread out that it was our ghost, I thought about it too, or Fang Gang thought it through.
Fang Gang took a picture of the thing and sent it to a master Azan who specializes in yin cards by MMS, but the other party's reply was unexpectedly unknown. It was sent to six masters in a row, and it was the same result.
I was very irritable, walking around on the ground, at this time, Fang Gang's mobile phone text message rang, and at a glance, it was the fourth black-clothed Azan who replied, saying that he had guessed that the thing was historical, and the content of the text message was: "The Khmer Head Lowering Technique Four Objects Magic Weapon, the four things that babies are most afraid of, injections, fierce beasts, darkness and loud noises." The iron box is used by the hospital to place items, and the skull of the unborn fetus is nailed with coffin nails to calm the spirit, and the red scriptures on it are the ancient Cambodian word for exorcism. ”
Fang Gang and I glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile. Fang Gang sent a text message asking how to cancel it, and the other party replied that this magic weapon is only effective within a certain range, and it can be cracked by deep burial or incineration after staying away.
This is much easier, in order to avoid future troubles, Fang Gang and I drove overnight to find a place, poured the contents of the tin box with medical alcohol, and set it on fire.
While it was burning, suddenly I saw a dozen children, tall and short, standing in the shadows across the intersection, all quietly watching us. I was shocked, and when I looked left and right, there were many people standing on the side of the road on both sides, and by the help of the street lamp, I saw that these children were expressionless, and there was no blood on their faces, like corpses stored in a freezer. I was so shocked that I didn't dare to move, Fang Gang asked me what was wrong, and I didn't dare to answer.
After Fang Gang threw the blackened box into the garbage can, the figures of the children gradually disappeared, and my headache felt like it was about to crack.
"That's okay, right?" I looked back at the bin step by step, holding my thumbs firmly on my temples.
Fang Gang said: "Well, the rest is to see the results, don't rush back first, just stay in Bangkok for a few days to facilitate observation." I nodded in agreement.
In the past few days in Bangkok, Fang Gang and I drove to this Tom Yum Gong restaurant every day for dinner, and the restaurant manager thought that we were still waiting for the rib cup, and we didn't come over to say hello much.
On the fourth night, Fang Gang and I were eating and talking nonsense, and he was teaching me how to see through a woman's lie, when suddenly there was a commotion in the private room, and there was a faint muffled cry of pain. After a while, several waiters helped a middle-aged fat man out, his mouth wide open, revealing half of his chopsticks. The fat man let out a low moan of pain, blood flowed out of his mouth, dripping from the private room all the way to the door, and the guests in the hall were all frightened.
The next day, Fang Gang and I went to eat again, and asked the waiter, who whispered: "The guest in the private room last night was eating the pork rib cup, and somehow, he suddenly yelled like crazy, and stuck the chopsticks into his throat hard, guessing that he might have been mentally ill before, and he happened to have a seizure last night." ”
Fang Gang and I looked at each other and didn't say anything. After another three days, Fang Gang and I came to the restaurant to eat as usual that night, and at about ten o'clock, I got up to go to the bathroom to urinate, and when I was urinating, two men, fat and thin, walked in, talking and laughing in Hong Kong, and walked into two small rooms respectively. I had just finished peeing, and before I could buckle my belt, suddenly the light in the bathroom flashed twice, and finally went out completely, and it was pitch black.
What's the power outage? I hurriedly buckled the belt, took out my mobile phone and turned on the flash, and was just about to go out, when I suddenly heard a frightened scream from the small room that the fat man entered, followed by a loud bang, chaotic, as if there were several big wolf dogs in it and biting a person together. Someone in the small room shouted in Cantonese, "What are you doing, what are you doing?" Let go of me, let go of it quickly—ahhh The man screamed like a pig, and the wooden door of the cubicle slammed into the door, and I was so frightened that I didn't know what to do.