Chapter 7: Soul Snatching (I)
When Wu Shiqing and Wu Dan arrived at Cuihua's house, it was already dark.
Cuihua specially bought some vegetables when she came back from the provincial capital, and as soon as Wu Shiqing arrived at the door, she was pulled in by Cuihua, "Mr. Wu, thanks to you this time!" Otherwise, Shenggang would not have recovered so quickly. ”
Wu Dan glanced at the dishes on the table, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, Cuihua hurriedly pushed the dishes and chopsticks in front of Wu Dan, "Come on, Dan'er, be hungry, Auntie has made so many dishes, you can eat whatever you want, but don't be polite." ”
A large table of dishes, shredded garlic and pork, shredded green pepper pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cold vermicelli, cold pork ears, spinach and tofu soup, and a plate of pickled fish in the middle.
"Ahem!" Wu Dan picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the vegetables, but Wu Shiqing pretended to cough.
In Wu Shiqing's eyes, Cuihua's dinner is like a banquet, there are many etiquette skills in rural banquets, children can't move chopsticks first, and they can't always eat the same dish after moving chopsticks, let alone turn the dishes around with chopsticks.
Cuihua naturally understood what Wu Shiqing meant, so she first sandwiched a few pieces of vermicelli in the bowl, and said with a smile: "Dan'er, eat, if you are full, don't be restrained." ”
Wu Shiqing glanced at Zhao Shenggang opposite, staring at the bowl thoughtfully.
"Cuihua, let's eat quickly, after eating, we will do something, get rid of that terrible ghost, and snatch Zhao Shenggang's soul back!"
"I know, Mr. Wu, you eat more."
Wu Shiqing poured a little tofu soup and soaked rice, looking very good. Wu Danke didn't care so much, just filled his stomach and gobbled it up.
Cuihua kept putting vegetables in Zhao Shenggang's bowl, but Zhao Shenggang still stared listlessly at the bowl without any reaction.
"Knock knock!"
When I was about to finish eating, there was a knock on the door.
Cuihua opened the door, and it was a short, fat man with a large black mole under his chin, with a rat's head and a rat's brain. He wore a peachwood sword behind his back and a golden baggage on his arm.
"Oh, who should I be, it turns out that our horse is the chief." Cuihua looked at Ma Mingxiang contemptuously.
"Yo, isn't this Wu Daduangong? Eating? Ma Mingxiang didn't smile at his skin.
Wu Shiqing and Wu Dan bowed their heads and ate without saying a word.
"Since you're here, let's come in and have a meal together." Cuihua said a polite word.
Ma Mingxiang really wanted to say "Okay" and sat at the table to have a full meal, but there was only soup left, and he ate a fart!
"I'm not qualified to sit at the same table with our Wu Daduangong to eat." Ma Mingxiang secretly glanced at Wu Shiqing.
"Then what are you doing at my house?" Cuihua blocked Ma Mingxiang at the door, just didn't want him to come in.
Ma Mingxiang rubbed his nose, "I haven't been given the cost you predicted last time you came to me." ”
"Oh, it's asking for money, right?!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ma Mingxiang nodded vigorously.
"I said Ma Mingxiang, you're too thick-skinned! You call that prediction?! It's clearly gibberish! The old lady asked me about the man, what pumpkin do you tell me? Sick you! Cuihua pointed at Ma Mingxiang's nose and scolded.
Ma Mingxiang shuddered, "I said big sister, it's too windy outside, can you let me come in and sit down?" Let's talk about it inside, and I'll explain it to you. ”
"Explain a fart!"
Wu Shiqing put the bowl in the kitchen after eating and left, Wu Dan also helped serve the dishes, and after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Wu Shiqing wiped Zhao Shenggang's mouth with a handkerchief.
Wu Shiqing walked to the door, patted Cuihua's shoulder gently, and said helplessly: "Cuihua, I'm going to do something soon, don't waste time here, just let Ma Daochang come in." ”
"Okay, it's for Mr. Wu's face today, the old lady doesn't care about you! Come on in! Cuihua stood aside in disgust, closed the door and entered the house.
Wu Shiqing was polite to Ma Mingxiang, first sent him a cigarette, and said respectfully: "Ma Daochang, you should make it clear about the prediction, we will do something for Zhao Shenggang later." ”
"That's right! If you make it clear, I'll give you that 100 dollars for the prediction fee! I can't tell, you have to sit here honestly! Don't fill Mr. Wu! When the ritual is done, you must leave immediately! Cuihua said.
Ma Mingxiang shrugged, "That's good." Cuihua, do you remember what I gave you the prediction that day? ”
Cuihua said without thinking: "Of course the old lady remembers!" You tell the old lady to hurry up and pick the pumpkin, saying that the flood is rising, and that the flood is a trivial matter, and the pumpkin vine vine is even worse if it is pulled out by dirty things. It's bullshit! ”
Ma Mingxiang sneered: "Wu Daduangong, do you say that my prediction is wrong?" ”
Wu Shiqing sighed: "Your prediction is very accurate and there is no mistake, but your prediction fee is inevitably too expensive." ”
"Mr. Wu, what are you talking about? Was his prediction accurate?! This is completely not the same as the horse's mouth! Cuihua looked at Wu Shiqing suspiciously, a little excited.
Wu Dan didn't understand how this pumpkin could have anything to do with Zhao Shenggang.
Wu Shiqing said unhurriedly: "Each line has its own rules, Mr. Yin and Yang predict a thing for people, and they won't say it directly if there is a result, because they are afraid that they will leak the secret of heaven and be punished by God in the future, so Ma Daochang had to use pumpkin to imply, the 'pumpkin' in Ma Daochang's mouth refers to your man, the 'rising flood' refers to your man's falling into the river, and 'the vine vine is pulled out by dirty' implies that your man may be taken away by ghosts." ”
Although this Ma Mingxiang is not right, he also has some real skills, and is proficient in the art of prediction, especially the "plum blossom easy number" (a kind of divination in Taoism).
Ma Mingxiang glanced at Zhao Shenggang, a little gloating, "Yo, I didn't expect my prediction to be quite accurate." ”
Cuihua took out a hundred yuan and threw it on the table, shouting, "The old lady will give you the money!" Take care of your stinky mouth! Don't beep in front of the old lady! ”
Ma Mingxiang smiled, and hurriedly picked up the hundred yuan from the table and cautiously put it in his trouser pocket.
"Cuihua, you go and vacate the hall, let's start doing things."
Cuihua followed Wu Shiqing's instructions and moved the miscellaneous things on the big table to another room. Wu Thant took out the horns, gongs and drums.
Ma Mingxiang was a little unhappy and hated Wu Shiqing.
Wu Shiqing saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
"Mr. Wu, the things in the hall have been vacated, can you start?"
Wu Shiqing nodded, went to the hall to administer medicine, and Master Wang put on three sticks of incense and burned a few knives of paper. He put on a red robe, put on a male hat, and blew the horns.
Wu Dan was striking the gong on a plate, Cuihua helped Zhao Shenggang to sit at the big table, and Ma Mingxiang secretly stood outside the hall to observe Wu Shiqing.
Duan Gong generally dances the "Duan Gong Dance" before doing things, and the rural Guan Duan Gong Dance is called "Gong God".
Generally, the bar gods are completed by Duan Gong's four apprentices, and these four apprentices are the "Yin Corners" in Duan Gong, but Wu Shiqing only has Wu Dan.
Women can't do the yin horn, so he has to play in person, and there is one of the most dangerous steps in the bar god called "cutting the red mountain", and the slightest distraction will cause disaster.
Ma Mingxiang stood at the door with a play-watching mentality, the corners of his mouth raised, "Heh, there are a lot of strange patterns on this Duangong, isn't it just soul snatching?!" What kind of god do you want! Cast a mist before somebody's eyes! ”
The gongs and drums have sounded, Wu Shiqing stood in front of the big table, the bar god began, and the prelude to the soul snatching began.