Xie Ling whispered to me that these people have received the favor of the third prince, and they have become the most faithful believers, and they will come to help when they have nothing to do.

Xiaohui clapped his hands: What about the music, the music is high.

I don't know who opened the player, and a cheerful Taiwanese song was released inside, and one in the room was counted as one, regardless of whether it was men, women, and children, all clapping and dancing to the rhythm of the music. That Aunt Li twisted over and said to me very enthusiastically: This is a Taiwanese song, called "Protection", sung by Wang Caihua, and it is the third prince who sings.

I've never heard of such a person, and I'm too embarrassed to ask anything, so I can only sigh.

Aunt Li pulled me to the wall and pointed to the photos on the wall: Look, this is Hu Gua, this is Da Chacha, they are all believers of the third prince. I took a closer look, and sure enough, they were all Taiwan's first-line entertainment celebrities, I don't know where the photos were taken, each one was a group photo of Xiaohui and these big names. We don't have a lot of interest in the third prince on the mainland, but the people in Taiwan always believe it, at that time, Hu Gu had an affair, and he couldn't get along with a woman, he was guilty of rotten peach blossoms, and his career and family plummeted, so I went to consult the third prince, guess what?

I casually asked, "What's wrong?"

The third prince directly slapped his three big mouths, and it snapped, which made Hu Gu wake up from then on. There is also Bang Chacha, his career was not going well in his early years, so he asked the third prince to borrow three years of good luck. The third prince said, I will transport it to you for three years, but after three years, you must retreat into the background. But people are so greedy, within three years, their career has reached its peak, and they are making money every day, who can let go of this qiē lightly? Bang just took the words of the third prince as a deaf ear, and as a result, he made a big mistake every three years, and his career was ruined.

I'm listening to it with relish, it's all really fake? Sounds so mysterious.

After a song was played, Xiaohui said in a sharp voice: The victim threw the basket.

Xie Ling patted me: It's your turn. Throwing a basket is a form of divination, and before inviting the third prince, you have to ask someone else to take care of your affairs, and if you want to take care of it, the third prince will come

What if it doesn't matter? I asked.

Let's find another way. He said: Listen to the command, you will do whatever Xiaohui asks you to do.

Xiaohui commanded the two men to take out the idol from the cave in the shrine and put it on it. It's actually a clay statue. This looks like a silver doll, chubby and cute, he steps on Hot Wheels, wears a chaotic silk, holds a spear, and holds a blooming white lotus, and even more is three heads and six arms, the arms and legs stretched out are fleshy, and it looks cute, but the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are hung with the anger of King Kong that only the exorcist god has. The white lotus is inscribed with a red pen with four lines of poetry, each word is a fly's head in small letters, the poem is: Tianchi lotus incarnate the real body, synchronous scriptures into the law. The prince was originally a demon subduer, let him be high in the sky and deep in the ocean.

Xiaohui patted me: Brother, ready? You must be religious, the great god is as wise as a torch, and don't think about messing around. Since you have entered this door, you have a fate with the third prince, and you are destined everywhere.

I took a deep breath and stood in front of the statue. There were so many people in the room, and there was silence for a moment, not a single one spoke, and everyone's eyes were focused on me.

Xiaohui is the host, standing in front of me on the left, and said slowly: What is the name of the subject?

Luo Dao.

When was you born?

Born in 86.

What do you want?

I cleared my throat, sorted out my thoughts and said: My sister is haunted by the ghost, and I also have unclean things, suspecting that someone is messing with our family, so I have come to beg the third prince.

Good. Xiaohui nodded: Before throwing the basket, you have to bow three times and knock nine times, you listen to my command. Luo Dao, take a step forward.

I took a deep breath and took a step towards the third prince, and there was a brown round cushion on the ground, thick and thick, neither soft nor hard. Xiaohui shouted: Luo Dao, kneel!

I looked at the crowd, hesitated, and knelt on the cushion.

A prostration.

I thought to myself that I knelt on my knees, and I didn't miss these heads. I've been educated in atheism since I was a child, and I don't believe in these things, but since I can come here today and catch up with Xiaohui to speak, this is fate. Okay, I'm a mortal, the third prince is a true god, kowtowing two heads is not a loss, as long as it can solve the problem.

Prostrate again

Three kowtows.

I stood up and thought it was over, but who knew that Xiaohui said again: Salute

I wondered, I don't know what kind of salute this salute is, Aunt Li whispered next to me: It's a bow.

I hurriedly bowed to the third prince.

Then Xiaohui shouted again: Kneel

Yes, repeat the procedure of kowtowing three times just now. Only then did I understand that such a procedure should be cycled three times, kowtowing three times at a time, the so-called three bows and nine knocks.

When all this was done, the middle-aged man who had been silent like a gangster came to me with a yellow tray. There are two semi-circular red things like combs on the plate, which should be the basket. I picked it up and held it in my hand, it was cold and light to the touch, it should be wooden. This kind of divination, I have heard and seen it for the first time, and I think it is particularly strange, it is convex on one side and flat on the other, and I don't know how to throw it.

The middle-aged man said: You hold the tray, shake it, and let the two baskets fall to the ground, and you will show the hexagram.

I took the tray, closed my eyes and silently recited two sentences, the third prince blessed. Then with a shake, the two baskets suddenly fell to the ground, rolled over twice, and stopped.

Everyone gathered around to look, Xiaohui frowned, and shouted: "Yigua laughs."

Xie Ling saw that I was confused, so he explained in a low voice that if the two baskets are facing up, this is called a laughing hexagram, indicating that the gods are smiling and not making a statement. It can be understood that this hexagram is basically abolished.

Xiaohui said: A total of three times, now throw the second time.

My hand is really sassy, I should have cut it, and the second time it was still a joke.

Xiaohui said: No way, if the third time is still this hexagram, then the third prince will not come to show you something.

Xie Ling patted me: It's okay, let's figure it out again.

I held the tray, my hands trembled, and I shook suddenly, and the two baskets fell to the ground, Xiaohui glanced at it, his eyes were a little elusive, and shouted: Sangua is angry.

I hurriedly asked what it meant, and Xiaohui said that the third prince said that he could come and show you, but judging from the hexagram, things will be very unsmooth, and there will be a lot of ups and downs.

Xie Ling hurriedly said: As long as the third prince can come, it means that this matter can be solved, and there is room for reversal.

Xiaohui whispered to the underworld man, and the man nodded and went out with Aunt Li from a side door, not knowing what to do.

Xiaohui sat on the chair next to the offering table with a big grin, and greeted the bell, the two seemed to have known each other for a long time, they knew each other very well, and joked with only acquaintances. After a short time, the underworld man and Aunt Li came back and took a lot of things.

Xiaohui stood up and stretched out her hands, and Aunt Li picked up a piece of clothing and put it on Xiaohui like a young master.

When I saw it, I almost burst out laughing. It turned out to be a red belly pocket, and many patterns were depicted on the belly pocket with golden lines. I can't understand it, but I can only roughly distinguish one or two things. There is a pattern of waves, and I guess it is the sea. I suddenly understood, what is the trouble, maybe the things depicted on this belly pocket are related to Nezha's life experience.

Tie her belly pocket, but she didn't expect Aunt Li to take out another bottle and hang it around Xiaohui's neck. The man picked up a fake Qiankun circle, put it on Xiaohui, and handed him a colorful flag. Xiaohui sat on the chair, and his home made him look a little weird.

Aunt Li opened a stainless steel lunch box, which was actually full of white powder. Xiaohui took out a handful of white powder with his hand, wiped it on his face, wiped it around, and became a white face. He has a pointed chin, a thin face, and a pair of black eyes on his white face. Looking at him, my heart moved, this little appearance is not like Nezha, but especially like Sun Wukong.

Aunt Li invited three sticks of incense and inserted them in the three-legged incense burner. The underworld man picked up a gong and drum and looked at Xiaohui. Xiaohui nodded, and he began to knock.

Xiaohui followed the beat of the drum, his whole body began to move, his feet were rhythmically riding back and forth like pedaling a bicycle, his white powder face made all kinds of funny expressions, sometimes baring his teeth and sometimes glaring, and the people around him watched attentively, and from time to time let out a burst of laughter. But Xiaohui didn't care at all, hearing these laughs, he thought it was quite beautiful.

After moving for a while, he actually took out a pacifier from his belly pocket, put it in his mouth, touched his head and touched his neck, and circled Qiankun in his hand to play around.

Xie Ling whispered: The third prince is up.

Looking at Xiaohui's behavior, it is completely childlike behavior, and it looks particularly naughty. He looked left and right, grinned, and suddenly pointed his hand at me.

I panicked, and I didn't know why, but I felt that this qiē was full of ghosts. The candles burning on all sides of the room, the green smoke in the incense burner, the rune paper and the sacrifice, and the ghostly Xiaohui actually hooked his finger at me.

My legs and stomach twisted, and cold sweat soaked from my forehead.

Aunt Li patted me: It's okay, go over and let the third prince take a look.

I walked over, Xiaohui grabbed me, looked at me up and down, and made a sharp childlike voice in his throat, like a coquette, pointing to the white powder in the lunch box. The people around me laughed, and I was sweating, and I didn't know what he meant.

Xiaohui simply pulled my collar, lowered his head, and then reached into the lunch box to grab a handful, and smeared all the white powder on my face.

I immediately exploded, and a strong sense of humiliation came, damn, don't play people with such a play. But looking at Xiaohui's ghostly smiling face, that anger was vented again, and he hung his head and let him joke.

Xiaohui shook his head, patted me, and motioned for me to leave.

Xie Ling smiled: Okay, it seems that the third prince likes you very much, he only jokes or gets angry with intimate people, and usually passers-by ignore him.

Hearing him say that, I seemed to feel a little better. If, if, there is really a third prince who says this, it is really a blessing to be liked by the true god. Can the third prince give me another black silk goddess, hundreds of millions of family properties or something, then I will be beautiful.

At this time, Xiaohui suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to the bell, and hooked his fingers to let him pass.