The village head, secretary, and accountant are often the richest in a village, and our village is no exception.

When I came, the banquet had just been withdrawn, and there were a lot of people in the courtyard, and when they saw me, the villagers were a little stunned, all thanks to Aunt Ren.

Aunt Ren usually gives me a lot of publicity, on the one hand, she says that I am effective, and on the other hand, she says that the fairy family in me has a big temper, who wants to come to me to see things, and only gives ten yuan and twenty yuan to press the hall money, and the fairy family will not let him go.

Regular Xiangtang, go out to see things, more money and less money are all fate, you give ten yuan is not too little, give a hundred is not too much, and the fairy family will not be picky.

This kind of incense hall is equivalent to a branch of a state-owned company, and everything has a charter and cannot be messed around.

But now the world is chaotic, any kind of can go out to see a doctor, there are a lot of ghost halls and miscellaneous brands of incense halls, they don't have a charter, the tribute you give, the money you give to the hall is less, let alone look at things, they toss you half to death first.

I was passed on by Aunt Ren as a miscellaneous brand of incense, although it worked, but the temper was big, and there were villagers who wanted to pick up cheap ones at the beginning, and pressed ten yuan for me to watch things, count this and that.

Although I didn't say anything, I felt uncomfortable, when I encountered this, Aunt Ren turned around and ran to the show, and I didn't know what she muttered, anyway, anyone who came with the mentality of picking up cheap will be punished in the end.

Either it's a ghost press, or it's bad luck, anyway, there is no smoothness, after a few times, I really didn't come to pick up the cheap ones, but the villagers' eyes on me have changed, and looking at me one by one is similar to looking at the plague god.

That's good, at least no one bothered me, but I'm curious about one thing, with Xiuxiu's temperament, how did Aunt Ren get together with her.

"Disperse, disperse!"

It may be that I was a little distracted by what I was thinking, and my face was not very good, so Aunt Wang quickly cleared the scene when she saw this.

The villagers actually wanted to go, but because I came, they didn't go, they didn't stay, and they just borrowed the donkey from the slope and left one by one.

As soon as the villagers left, a person was exposed, we all called him Hao Cripple, he was in his forties this year, he broke his leg while riding a motorcycle when he was young, because he didn't pick it up properly, and he limped when he walked.

What does Hao Cripple say, it's very annoying, if it's cheap, it's like this kind of red and white wedding, he never follows the ceremony, he eats when he comes, he doesn't say anything about eating, he presses the table every time, and he gets drunk.

This time it was like this again, the villagers were gone, and he was the only one who drank there.

Aunt Wang hurriedly gave a few of her brothers a look and asked them to take Hao lame away.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to see the Daxian case!"

What I didn't expect was that Hao Cripple didn't leave or talk, and he also played a trick, saying that it was up to me to decide the case, I couldn't cry or laugh, this person is quite a bastard!

I didn't care, I walked straight inside and went into the house to see the body of the village chief.

The village chief was lying on the spiritual bed, covered with a dhara quilt, his eyes were closed, and his face looked peaceful.

"Aunt Wang, where did you get this Dhara Sutra?"

I reached over and touched the Dhara quilt, looked at the Sanskrit text on it, and asked curiously.

"Zhang Bald got it, he said that our old king was killed, it belongs to a horizontal death, it is easy to cheat the corpse, and the dhara sutra is covered to suppress the corpse!"

Aunt Wang hurriedly replied, and looked at me with a blank eye after speaking, "Is there a problem?" ”

"It's fine!"

I rubbed my chin, there was something wrong with this bald man.

The Dhara Sutra is also called the Death Quilt, and it has a variety of mantras written in Sanskrit scripts, as well as the merits and names of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Vajra.

In the Qing Dynasty, the Dhara Sutra was not covered by anyone who wanted to, and no one could use it without the emperor's decree.

Buddhists believe that covering the Dhara Sutra quilt can make the deceased sin extinguish and live a good life, and avoid all the difficulties of the past enemies, that is, it can eliminate karma and solve difficulties.

Of course, in modern times, ordinary people can also be buried, but it is rare, for two reasons.

One is that there are too many fakes, many of the Dhara Sutras are mass-produced, the Sanskrit on them is printed, what is written, no one knows, and the second is that the real Dhara Sutras are too expensive, a set of at least tens of thousands, and ordinary people can't afford it.

The Dhara Sutra covered by the village chief is not simple, and the Sanskrit characters on it are not printed, but embroidered with stitches and threads.

Not to mention anything else, this labor alone is worth a lot of money, and this set is down, and the money must not be missing.

This is not the most critical, the key thing is that such a set of Dhara Sutras is covered, the village chief does not talk about cheating the corpse, and whether the soul can come back is two things.

Zhang Bald's approach was a bit of a cover-up, as if he wanted to cover up something.

"How much money was collected by Zhang Bald for this set of Dhara Sutras?" I thought about it and asked.

"Two thousand!" Aunt Wang stretched out two fingers, and compared them with some pain.

"Huh!"

I couldn't help laughing, this bald man really paid a lot of money.

"What's wrong, isn't it expensive?" Aunt Wang's face changed, and she scolded: "I knew that I was pitted, a set of quilts, I was asked for two thousand, and Zhang Bald's heart was too dark!" ”

"Aunt Wang, you are wrong, you have picked up a big bargain!" I stretched out my finger and pointed to the Sanskrit symbols raised on the Dhara Sutra, "See, this is embroidered with a needle and a thread, and the manual fee alone costs at least 5,000, and this set of quilts, if you want 20,000, he won't make money!" ”

"What?"

Aunt Wang and Aunt Ren were all stunned, with an incredible look on their faces.

"Zhang Bald has made a lot of money, and he wants you 2,000 yuan for 2,000 yuan, what does he want to do?" I muttered deliberately, just in the right voice for Aunt Wang to hear.

Aunt Wang's face changed when she heard this, as if she thought of something, I thought she was going to say something to me, but I didn't expect her face to recover immediately, and said: "Maybe my old Wang usually takes care of him, and he wants to take this opportunity to repay his kindness!" ”

"Big sister, does anyone believe what you say?" Aunt Ren immediately took over the conversation, and squinted at Aunt Wang as she spoke, "We're not stupid, who doesn't know who that bald man is?" Can he give up the money? ”

I have also heard of Zhang Bald, he is the same as the old Wang who calculated the hexagram for me, he is Mr. Yin and Yang, and his reputation is similar, and he is the master of death and money.

If you want to get something out of his mouth, it's harder than ascending to the sky!

Aunt Wang's words are obviously perfunctory to us, in the face of this, with Aunt Ren's poisonous personality, she has never been used to it, and she will not wave her hand if she doesn't expose you.

As for saying that the village chief takes care of Zhang Baldzi, it is even more of a joke, Zhang Bald is not from our village, he has a good reputation, although he wants money for death, but he really has the ability, and he still uses the village chief to take care of him?

"Why can't you give it up?" Aunt Wang glared and said to Aunt Ren.

"Big nephew, let's go, won't we help with this job?" Aunt Ren sneered, gave me a look, turned around and walked out.

I quickly covered my face, pretended to be angry and followed Aunt Ren out.

"Hey, don't go!"

Aunt Wang's face turned white for a while, and she trotted to grab Aunt Ren and said, "Look, my mouth is too broken to speak, sister, don't be like me!" ”

"Humph!"

Aunt Ren snorted coldly and stopped on her heels.

I was surprised for a while, in fact, it was quite strange that Aunt Wang could find Aunt Ren, because of the village chief's care for Aunt Ren over the years, these two people were very untreatable.

Aunt Wang has always suspected that the village chief and Aunt Ren have something to do, because of this, there is no less trouble, and many words come out of Aunt Wang's mouth.

For this, the two also had a fight, saying that they would pinch a little bit when they met, but they could say two choking words, or they couldn't run away by scolding Huai.

In this relationship, Aunt Wang actually begged Aunt Ren, and now she deliberately lowered her price and begged, if she let the villagers outside see it, she would have to lose her eyes.

Aunt Wang's attitude, this change, makes me feel that there must be something here.

Aunt Ren is a traitorous person, she knows better than me that there is something going on, otherwise she wouldn't have given me a look just now, and she wouldn't have taken a fight, she is waiting for the price to sell, waiting for Aunt Wang to make a price!

"I'll add money!"

After begging for a long time, Aunt Ren still had no room for relaxation, and Aunt Wang was lucky, gritting her teeth and stretching out a finger to compare.

Aunt Ren glanced at it, her face was a little better, but she still didn't let go.

"This number can't be more!" Aunt Wang stretched out another finger, and the expression on her face was the same as constipation, and her flesh hurt very much.

I sighed secretly, Aunt Wang can beg Aunt Ren in a low voice, not to a certain extent, she won't be like this, there is a lot of hidden things here! ()

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