Chapter Seventy-Three: Building Bridges for Flowers

"I'm such an old person, and now I've lived a lot of age, so I can be regarded as a long insight. It's really rare to have a strange woman like you in the world, and a thaumaturgy like you. ”

"Hehe, don't be presumptuous, in our industry, there are some things that we can't say clearly."

Seeing that Leader Zhang's expression eased, the heart that was only hanging in Dean Chen's heart finally let go.

He sat back quietly.

Liu Ruxiang's tea tasting technique simply shocked my jaw, I like it tightly, this spell is interesting, I really want to learn.

"Let me go on. After all, this is your home, a private space, no one knows what the situation is, if it can really help you hold a big fat boy, then it's not good, after all, it's not illegal to steal or rob, it's not a crime......"

It can be seen that Leader Zhang really wants a son very much, and thought in a deep voice: "While you are talking, I am thinking about it." ”

"In this way, I will keep everything simple and tell you about the process of building a bridge and asking for flowers, the time required, and the precautions."

"Building a bridge to ask for flowers, is the master with his personal will, through the teacher and incense to communicate with the flower goddess, this is a very physical and spiritual large-scale ritual, but this spell has a drawback, both men and women need to live for a long time, two people can do it in a long-term house."

"The process of the spell is probably that our master first arranges the indoor altar, and then dissolves the filthy mother, invites the gods, and invites the ancestors. Then, we're going to go out and build a palm-sized bridge on the side of the road, and you two will come back with one foot on each of you. When you come back, you will continue to do it, first set up a white cloth on the altar, stretch it all the way to your room, and the cloth will be sprinkled with paper flowers, and the master will wear a mask and pretend to be the king of flowers, and sprinkle flowers on the men and women kneeling under the flower bridge, and the men and women will catch them with their clothes. Whether the child is male or female depends on the paper turner, and when he touches the boy, he will withdraw his hand. If you two conceive a child again, after ten months of pregnancy, it will inevitably be a boy. ”

"There is basically no very loud sound in this spell, only chanting, dancing, and hand-clapped sheepskin drums, which have a very small sound. The whole process is in an hour, and if you want, it won't be long before you can hug the big fat boy. ”

Liu Ruxiang said, looking at Leader Zhang with a calm face.

There was some confusion in Leader Zhang's eyes.

"Sister Huang, you go and call my lover over."

The nanny walked into the house and brought out a beautiful woman with a charming appearance, dressed in a particularly fashionable manner.

The age difference between the two is almost ten years old, to say the least, this kind of otherworldly love is really enviable.

"Master Liu, you can say it again."

"Madam, this is a child-seeking spell, is it ......"

Liu Ruxiang spoke more casually, not as detailed as just now.

However, as a leading woman, she is still very young, how can she disagree?

It is important to know that a wife is more expensive than her husband, and a mother is more expensive than her son.

In ancient times, if someone became a great official and paid homage to the prime minister, then his mother and wife would also be given the title of Lady of the Decree, and they would eat for life and not worship the official. Although the times are different now, the truth is basically the same.

Whoever controls productivity and violence holds power without question.

As expected, the beautiful woman agreed in one bite.

Liu Ruxiang struck while the iron was hot: "Since your wife agreed, then what reason do you have not to agree?" Anyway, it's only a little over an hour, so if you do it now, it won't even affect your lunch meal. ”

However, Leader Zhang was still a little resistant, thought for a while, and finally turned his head to look at Dean Chen: "What do you want to say?" ”

"It's my duty to solve problems for the leader, you just take this as a blessing, if there is any accident at that time, I can help your wife do a check."

The last trace of worries was also removed, and Leader Zhang finally nodded.

"Okay, leader, tell me the names and birthdays of your husband and wife."

Leader Zhang took a piece of paper, wrote it and handed it to Liu Ruxiang to read.

"I see, you guys wait for now."

"Okay, Sister Huang will help Master Liu to get started."

Leader Zhang and his family entered the bedroom with confidence.

Sister Huang, the nanny, had a gloomy face, came to Liu Ruxiang's side, and reluctantly helped hand over the things.

Liu Ruxiang took out the suitcase, opened it and took out the corresponding offerings, three animals, grains, ritual utensils, tablets, portraits of gods and other items, and carried over an empty table, which was placed at the gate of Leader Zhang's house.

Soon the arrangement was completed, and Liu Ruxiang asked me to call the old man to come out.

I coughed twice and knocked on the door in the same way as Dean Chen.

"Leader Zhang, the preparations outside have been completed, and now we can start."

The old man inside agreed, and after a while he came out, and there was still a little lipstick mark on his face that hadn't been wiped off.

The people in the city really know how to play.

Liu Ruxiang put on the robe of the master, put on a female mask, held a short sword in her left hand, and shook a bell in her right hand.

I watched very carefully, trying my best to memorize every beat and rhyme.

Master is now singing the "Ode to the Po Wang" in our Zhuang family master's scriptures, this master's scripture is the longest, the most awkward, and the most difficult to memorize, with thousands of words, just turning a few pages, it will make people feel their scalp tingle.

And these have fixed melodies and dance steps, the three are one, and none of them can be wrong, otherwise they will not be able to sense the Po Wang, and it is even more impossible to communicate with the Hua Po Wang.

I flapped the sheepskin drum in my hand, and my heart became more and more nervous.

Finally, a stick of incense time has passed, and this period of Dharma is over.

"Please ask the husband and wife to go out, build the bridge, and come to step on the bridge."

Liu Ruxiang put down the short sword in his hand and picked up the wooden bridge on the ground next to him.

It is a small arched bridge made of wooden planks about half an arm long, and it looks very cute.

In fact, in addition to the wooden bridge accident, there is also the golden bridge, which has a deep doorway, and Liu Ruxiang has told it all.

The significance of the ritual of building bridges is to stabilize the lives of the husband and wife. Leader Zhang and his wife are wooden lives, so they need to build a wooden bridge; If it is a fire life, you need to build a maple tree bridge; If it is a golden life, then build an iron bridge; If it is a water life, build a banyan tree bridge; If it is an earthy life, then build a stone bridge.

If you build a golden bridge for a person with a wooden life, because of Jin Kemu, the recipient's own life will be unstable, and the career will come to an end, and the minor illness and small disasters will continue, and the heavy will be a life, implicating future generations.

There is a way: one life, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue and five reading.