In the middle of the large stone lawn, a tall square platform was erected with thick logs, about two meters high from the ground, with an area of about fifty square meters, and there were wooden stairs on all sides, and at the four corners of the platform stood four tall pillars, on which white cloth curtains were erected, which looked like a gazebo.

There is no obstruction around the platform, it is transparent, and you can clearly see the movements of the characters above from all directions, except for a large bamboo bed in the center of the platform.

Ye Zhigao told Hu Yinfeng that that was the place where the Great Wizard publicly performed. Around the altar, some people set up a barrier with yellow cloth, and visitors are not allowed to enter within the barrier, so as not to affect the practice of the great wizard.

Moreover, in the isolation zone, around the square altar, there are four teams of strong men, each guarding the altar to prevent anyone from entering. A team of seven people, all face outward, facing the audience.

There are two brass drums on the altar, and in front of each of the drums stands a person, holding a thick drumstick, and is strikingly beating the brass drum, and the brass drum makes a deafening and penetrating sound, and it trembles on people's hearts.

It took a lot of effort for Hu Yinfeng and Ye Zhigao to squeeze through the congested crowd and come to a place more than ten meters away from the Dharma platform, waiting for the performance on the Dharma stage to begin.

Hu Yinfeng thought to himself, this branch is too big, like the emperor going out on patrol, I really didn't expect that in the late nineties of the twentieth century, there are still people who can show off like this, and the local government doesn't care, I really don't know what to think.

Just as Hu Yinfeng was thinking wildly, there was a sudden burst of drums around him, and the originally quiet crowd began to make noise, and some people were squeezed around.

Although Hu Yinfeng is young, he is also pushed around by the audience in front of him and behind him, and he is almost unstable.

I heard someone say: "The ghost master is here, the ghost master is here." ”

Hu Yinfeng understood this sentence, and saw countless people's necks as if they were being pulled upward by a pair of invisible hands, and everyone stood on tiptoe to look in one direction.

Hu Yinfeng also followed everyone's gaze, and sure enough, he saw a yellow curtain in the crowd walking through the flow of people together.

Everywhere they went, everyone avoided it, and many of them were extremely respectful, just like the disciples of the Buddhist family saw the Buddha, so they almost fell on the ground and worshipped.

When the yellow curtain walked through the crowd and finally came to the front of the Dharma platform, Hu Yinfeng finally saw clearly that it was a small sedan chair with bamboo poles carried by four people.

The yellow curtain was covered by the four people, because there were many people, and the tiger was not in front of the wind, so only a yellow curtain could be seen in the distance undulating in the sea of people.

The four of them were lifted in front of the Dharma platform and fell steadily, and Hu Yingfeng saw clearly that a middle-aged man with a solemn face had a solemn expression, squinted his eyes, and was wearing a black Dharma robe, lifted down from the four people, glanced at the high Dharma platform, looked back at the crowd around him, and walked onto the Dharma platform.

Just when Hu Yinfeng was scrutinizing, there were whispers of people around him, but Hu Yinfeng couldn't hear what these people were saying.

Fortunately, with Ye Zhigao as a translator in front of him, he was able to roughly understand people's discussions.

To the effect, many people are surprised by the solemnity of the youthful immortality of the great wizard of Zhiye, who is nearly a hundred years old, can actually cultivate as if he was forty or fifty years old, which is really profound.

One hundred years old? Hu Yinfeng felt a shock in his heart, and hurriedly asked Ye Zhigao beside him, how old is the Great Wizard of Zhiye.

Ye Zhigao smiled bitterly and said that he was forty years old, anyway, he knew the reputation of the Great Wizard of Zhiye when he remembered, as if the old man was almost over the age of sixteen at that time.

Unexpectedly, nearly forty years have passed, but this great wizard who is almost 100 years old is getting younger and younger, looking at his current appearance, he is in his early forties, and he even looks more energetic than himself.

Hu Yinfeng did not speak, and continued to look at the figures on the platform, at this time, the drummers standing on both sides of the platform began to change the drum beat, beating quickly and heavily, like military music before the war.

Zhiye sat expressionlessly on the bamboo bed in the middle of the Dharma platform, holding his breath cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had settled down, and the noisy voices around him no longer constituted any psychological impact on him

At ten o'clock in the morning, an old man in black robes ascended to the stage, took a microphone and began to shout, and the surrounding voices gradually subsided.

Listening to the old man begin to announce in Mandarin with a strong dialect accent, the triennial opening of the Great Wizard of Zhiye officially began, and there were bursts of applause below.

The old man's face turned red, and he continued to shout: "Fellow villagers, friends, comrades, the triennial great wizard on stage is about to begin, welcome everyone to come from afar.

Here, I would like to announce the course schedule and precautions for this great wizard's practice, and I hope you will remember and abide by it.

The time for the opening of the altar of the great wizard of Zhiye is three days, today is the first day, the main performance item is to pass the yin, tomorrow's main performance item is to cure the disease, and the last day of the performance project is to collect disciples. Everyone is welcome to enjoy.

According to the opinion of the Great Wizard, the Great Wizard of Zhiye will serve five viewers for free today, and if you need to send a message to your relatives in the underworld, or need to ask questions to your deceased ancestors, relatives and friends, you can register now, with a limit of 10 people, until the registration is full......"

Before his words fell, there was a cry below, and the howls and mournings generally came and went, more lively than the big funeral in the countryside, and at the same time there was a commotion of the crowd, this time it was more intense than the last time, Hu Yinfeng was caught in the crowd and was almost squeezed to the ground, and the whole person was erected.

As soon as Hu Yinfeng frowned, he saw that there were almost 100 people squeezing through the crowded flow of people towards the Dharma platform, some men and women, old and young, all crying and crying, and some of them were even about to run out of their noses, and it seemed that they wanted to get in touch with their deceased relatives and complain about the pain of lovesickness.

At this time, the Dharma protectors in front of the Dharma platform lined up in a formation to block the crowd's crowded footsteps, and at the same time, the Dharma protectors from several sides around also rushed over to help stabilize the flow of people.

The black-clothed old man who announced the rules of the event stepped down from the platform, held a small notebook, and shouted loudly: "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, line up, come one by one, draw lots, and those who don't listen to the command will be disqualified from serving." ”

Under his loud shouts and warnings, and with the cooperation of more than a dozen Dharma protectors, the crowded flow of people finally stabilized, and they lined up in a line under the command of the old man in black, and the old man in black counted them, and there were a total of 141 people who needed the help of the ** division of Zhiye to pass through the yin.

The old man in black took out a large bamboo tube, the thickness was almost the size of the mouth of a large sea bowl, then took out a large handful of bamboo sticks, counted them, pulled out 141 sticks, and drew red lines with a red pen at the root of 10 of them.

Then put it in a large bamboo tube, shake it vigorously, let 141 people draw lots in order, and the last one to draw the red line at the root is the middle, and the rest of the people disbanded by themselves, not to make noise, otherwise they will be driven out of the venue immediately.

Everyone walked by one after another, each drew a bamboo stick in their hands, and finally left a lucky audience, and the rest of the people who did not draw the red bamboo stick looked lost and retreated into the crowd unwillingly.

Someone still wanted to beg the old man in black to give him another chance, but the old man in black had a cold face and reprimanded him sharply, and finally the man had to retreat.

The ten people who won the red lottery were full of joy, chattering around the old man in black, telling their requests. The old man in black carried a small notebook, circled it from time to time, wrote something, and then closed the notebook and told the ten people to wait under the stage, and he went up to report to the great wizard.

The old man in black came to the bamboo bed, bowed to Zhiye, who was meditating with his eyes closed, with an extremely respectful attitude, and then whispered in a low voice.

Hu Yinfeng was far away, and he didn't hear what they were talking about, so he guessed that it was probably to report the appeal of the ten lucky viewers.

The old man in black spoke for a while, but Zhiye didn't speak, just nodded slightly, his face was solemn, and he looked extremely arrogant.

After a while, the old man in black turned around and stepped down from the stage, telling the first lucky audience that he could go on stage and wait for the great wizard to do so, and contact his own yin man.

A middle-aged man in his forties bowed deeply to the old man in black, and then under the leadership of the old man in black, he ascended to the Dharma platform, stood in a corner of the platform, and waited for the great wizard to pass the yin, and he didn't dare to gasp.

At this time, all the sounds around were still, no one spoke, no one moved, and the square seemed to be empty, but there was a sound of breathing ranging from high to low and thick, and people's nervousness, anticipation, curiosity, and awe were all turned into excited heartbeats and involuntary breathing.

The heavy breathing behind Hu Yinfeng even sprayed directly into the back of Hu Yinfeng's neck, making him extremely uncomfortable. The atmosphere of the whole scene was so solemn and tense that Hu Yinfeng couldn't help but tremble slightly.

I saw the great wizard of Zhiye sitting on the empty bamboo bed, his palms folded, his mouth chanting, his expression was solemn, and his treasure was solemn.

After about three minutes, Hu Yinfeng was surprised to see that Zhiye's whole person suddenly rose slowly, and his coiled legs left the bed directly, rising about one meter high in the air, like a Buddha.

There were also people around Hu Yinfeng who knelt on the ground and kowtowed, but in this way, the already crowded space was even more crowded because of the kneeling of these pious people, and Hu Yinfeng frowned and was pushed and moved a few steps away towards the Dharma platform.

The Great Wizard of Zhiye in mid-air suddenly trembled, and bursts of gray mist began to rise around his body, and these gray air masses became thicker and denser, and finally wrapped Zhiye in the middle, looming and extremely weird.

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