Chapter Seventy-Six, The Trickster

I looked at the old man vigilantly, he walked up to me step by step but stopped, I thought he would strike at any moment, but what I didn't expect was that he just took a crutch and poked me lightly in the shoulder a few times.

After poking, he said softly with an indescribable expression on his face, "Well, it's hard." ”

This operation made us all confused, and at this moment, I felt that there seemed to be a faint yin qi on him, but it was covered by something. I took a few steps back and stared at him.

The old man raised his head and said slowly, "A few people came to visit late at night, I don't know what happened?" ”

Yu Lan took a step forward from me and said, "I heard that this temple is quite spiritual, and I want to come in and worship." ”

The old man leaned his head over, squinted his eyes, and said word by word: "If you don't enter the temple in the middle of the night, and don't worship God at night, don't you?" ”

Yu Lan pretended to be calm, and said with a big grin: "I'm not so particular about this person, so I'll say goodbye when I come." ”

The old man looked clear and said, "Oh, then don't be mistaken. ”

After saying that, the old man glanced at me with his eyes crossed.

But there was a strange aura in his mouth, and I stared at him for fear that he would suddenly attack, but he staggered away.

Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, the young man's face was already covered with heavy beads of sweat, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

When I saw him like this, I asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The young man said in horror: "This, this is Liu Laohan, three days ago, he was suffocated to death by his son!" ”

I gasped and quickly lifted my clothes, and sure enough, the place he had just clicked with a stick was already black and purple.

Damn, I've been tricked.

Seeing this, Yu Lan also walked over, and she said in surprise: "What is this?" ”

My heart tightened, and I whispered, "Ghost shooting." ”

Ghost shooting people, it's not uncommon, we usually live, I heard who broke a bone today, and had a car accident tomorrow, anyway, the unlucky one can't do it, this kind of is likely to be photographed by ghosts.

The direct consequence of ghost shooting people is that the luck is extremely low, and all the bad luck in this world can happen to one person.

There is also a way to crack this matter, boil water with aged grains, garlic in your mouth, wash your body at this time, eat a few steamed radishes after washing, and let out a few farts, and this matter will be over.

But I'm a Taoist priest, how dare he shoot me casually? No matter how bad it is, I'm also a man, and I'm very yang.

Hey, Yang Huo?

My heart sank, and I suddenly remembered that in the previous hotel, I was smashed on my left shoulder by the saliva of a female ghost! At that time, I felt a piercing coldness, and the yang fire was probably extinguished at that time. But at the moment, I am more concerned about why the newly dead ghost dares to appear on the temple like this?

It stands to reason that after a person dies, he will take the initiative to go to the capital city, if he is too nostalgic for the world, there will also be a mistake to catch people, take 10,000 steps back and say, the ghost is most afraid of the appearance of gods and Buddhas, how dare to come to this blatant dangling?

Is there a problem with the ghosts, or is there a problem with the temple? This question keeps swirling around me.

And at this moment, the extinguishing of the yang fire made me even more anxious, I knew how to crack it, but I couldn't get together what I needed.

After pondering for a moment, I could only advise myself to be careful for a while, and not to make any more mistakes.

After the old man was gone, I steadied myself and looked carefully in the temple, when suddenly I found a dilapidated shrine next to it, on which were already hung with cobwebs. I squatted down, looked at it carefully, and could barely recognize it, this was the land lord!

This is really, the god in the sky is gray, and the king is sitting in the temple.

Even the law minister of the land lord dares to blaspheme like this, and these people are bold enough.

Before I could think too much, a high-pitched and abrupt sound outside the door pierced the silence of the night. The three of us held our breath and leaned against the vermilion fence to listen carefully, the sound was getting closer and closer to us, and vaguely, we could distinguish the sound of ritual music during weddings and funerals.

In the middle of the night, whose girl is going to get married?

Or who has a new grave?

The situation outside was confusing, and the extinguishing of the yang fire pressed me like a stone, and I didn't dare to go out rashly, but the young man next to me was more calm.

He tilted his ear sideways and said softly: "Listening to this tune, it should be a puppet opera, and I haven't been home for a long time, so I'm not sure." ”

Yu Lan and I are both northerners, and we don't know anything about puppet opera, so for the sake of safety, let's wait and see what happens here.

Suddenly, all the sounds stopped abruptly, as if they had never been there.

Time seems to be stagnant, and we don't even dare to breathe now, and it's not a way to go on like this.

With an excited face, I took out the bronze mirror from my backpack, which helped a lot when I was on Anyang Road before!

I walked along the wall, rubbing step by step towards the gate with small steps.

Taking advantage of the shadows, I put the mirror in the doorway and quietly looked at it.

Suddenly, a big red-faced ghost suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror, this ghost had a red face, a head with horns, two eyes bulging out like dead fish, a long tongue between two thin lips, a treacherous and fierce color, leaping on the face.

The ghost is coming!

But when I look at it with yin and yang eyes, there is nothing, which is very strange, people and ghosts can't tell the difference, so how can I fight?

Especially the woman last time, the shadow left on me was too deep, and I kept telling myself that I must hold on!

Suddenly, the sound of the music exploded again, this time, it was even more lively than the last time, suona, drums and other musical instruments rose up, and I was in the shadows, hearing not only the sound of musical instruments, but also the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, I saw through the crack in the door that this ghost had crossed the threshold!

I hurriedly gestured to Yu Lan, and Yu Lan also retracted his head, and at this time, the red-faced ghost had already walked in, followed by a series of unknown ghosts such as blue-faced ghosts and black-faced ghosts.

This is not the end, there is a large group of pigs, sheep, and cows behind me, and I am getting more and more confused.

Ghost herding sheep? It's all a mess.

The courtyard was quickly filled with these yin spirits, and at a cursory glance, at least dozens of ghosts, who were facing away from me at the moment, did not notice me. I gritted my teeth and quickly ran to Yu Lan's side.

I lowered my voice and said, "I can't figure out the number of roads." ”

The young man leaned into my ear and whispered, "It's okay, don't be afraid, these are people." ”

I looked at him suspiciously and said, "People? Are you sure? ”

The young man nodded firmly and said, "Don't worry, this is a puppet, they are wearing masks." ”

After a pause, the young man continued: "It's a puppet show, but this puppet drama is a bit weird. ”

I asked suspiciously, "Weird?" ”

The young man nodded and said: "The opera is our custom here, it was originally a blessing dance to drive away plague and avoid disasters, and then it became a culture, you look at the red-faced ghost in front of him, this is Fang Xiang's family, but I remember, Fang Xiang's family doesn't look like this." ”

After listening to this, I was stunned, Fang Xiang's family definitely doesn't look like this!

According to Taoism, Fang Xiang's is the direction and Fang Bi's brothers, these two people are the founding generals of the Shang Dynasty, and after their deaths, they were named "Manifest Taoist God" and are the out-and-out righteous gods of Taoism.

According to legend, he is three feet six feet tall, with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, a righteous body, and a majestic style. How did it become this treacherous and violent face?

"The law god is supreme, and the mana is boundless." A high, long voice interrupted my thoughts.

It's Liu Laohan, that is, the old man just now!

After hearing this, these people bowed in a posture and whispered words that I did not understand, probably in the local dialect.

After a while, when they had finally finished chattering, a group of men made a fire in the yard and pushed the animals into it, and the animals went into the fire and howled in pain, and the men were actually happy, and the louder the birds screamed, the more excited they became, and at last they even danced around the fire!

Why does this scene look so familiar to me? I remember, it's a living sacrifice!

I've really opened my eyes, and I can still see living sacrifices in this era!

At this time, Liu Laohan staggered out with a crutch.

The group of people hurriedly bowed their heads, and said in unison, "See Taijiao." ”

I sneered to myself on the side, the pomp was big enough, and it was too strong.

Taigao, in fact, is the ancient sacrificial officials, don't look at their official position, but from a certain point of view, Taigao is even above the emperor, because they are considered to be people who can communicate with the gods and convey the will of the gods.

In this way, the three people sitting in the main hall really regard themselves as immortals, and this lonely soul and wild ghost has also become the person who conveys the will, I want to see what kind of demonic wind they can blow down!

The livestock in the fire had been burned to ashes, and the group of people looked respectfully at Liu Laohan, who was also very happy with this kind of glory that he had never enjoyed.

Suddenly, a cloudy wind blew, and an ethereal sound sounded in the courtyard......