He Qiangbing didn't come back until it was dark.

He seemed to be having a good time, humming a little song to enter the door, put the bag in his hand on the table, and couldn't wait to say, "I want to worship Master Daozheng as a master." I inquired clearly, every time Pan Guixiang went to Falin Temple, he would definitely talk to Master Daozheng about Buddhism. ”

I couldn't help but laugh.

There are three famous monks in Falin Temple, in addition to the abbot Xinzheng, that is, Daozheng and Fazheng, and the two have their own specializations, Fazheng is good at deducing hexagrams, fortune-telling, dismantling words and interpreting dreams, and Daozheng is good at using the vernacular that everyone can understand to explain the deep meaning of Buddhist scriptures, and is linked to social reality and national policies.

Therefore, many big people with status there are more willing to communicate with each other.

As for things like fortune-telling and solving doubts, those are all done by the women in the family.

He Qiangbing has no ability, he has a lot of thoughts, and he just wants to get to know Pan Guixiang.

In his cognition, he probably thought that he could climb the high branches in this way, and from then on, he would do some left-handed to right-handed trading like this Brother Xiang, and he didn't even have to bend his waist, and he could easily make money.

But he didn't want to think about it, why did a great monk like Daozheng accept him as an apprentice, how could a top-level iron shoulder like Pan Guixiang be acquainted with him if he wanted to.

"This is a good choice, worship Daozheng, and you will soon be able to meet Pan Guixiang."

"Yes, I only found out after careful inquiry."

He Qiangbing was proud and felt that he had done quite well.

I looked at the sandalwood he bought, and the thickness of the packaging and the fragrance were all different, not to mention that they were bought from six or seven houses.

"Did I buy this sandalwood at my request?"

"Yes, I asked from house to house, and I didn't buy it if I didn't have a female boss."

"What is the owner's surname and what is the name of the store?"

"Well, I didn't ask about that, and you didn't let me ask either."

"Let's go back and remember which one it is."

"This, this, I guess I can, the wrapping paper has the name of each store on it......"

He Qiangbing's eyes glanced at the lower right corner, which was a manifestation of lying with a weak heart.

Obviously, he didn't remember where he bought it.

I smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and told him that he didn't have to come over tomorrow, just go to Falin Temple, or buy some sandalwood back according to this request, and then pay him another hundred yuan.

He Qiangbing took the money happily and went home happily.

I pulled the pile of sandalwood, which was worth more than forty pieces at most.

Two of the packets of incense are printed on the shop called Fushengshe.

This is the Farin Temple's own business.

It's good, sometimes it's a plus to be stupid.

I found a few pots, filled them with various medicinal herbs that I bought at the street pharmacy when I was wandering, and then dismantled the sandalwood and soaked it in, so that after soaking it for different times, I took it out and dried it, which is a medicinal fragrance that can be used for different occasions.

All the materials needed by the warlock to perform the spell must be prepared by himself, so as to ensure that there will be no mistakes when using it.

The first three years of my stay with Sister Miao were mainly to learn from her to prepare various materials, and after the next seven years, she stopped doing it, and all the materials were prepared by me.

I questioned Sister Miao about this, arguing that the materials she used should not be prepared by me.

Sister Miao told me that if one day I know someone who can entrust my life, I can also ask this person to help me prepare materials.

I think Sister Miao is this person, but she never helps me prepare materials.

So, what can be entrusted with her life is simply her lazy rhetoric.

Preparing materials is a tedious and delicate task that requires a lot of patience.

I don't want to do it myself if I'm lazy.

After soaking all the sandalwood, he grinded the medicinal powder to make cigarettes, and promised Zhang Baoshan's matter, for the sake of the four white-shelled Yellow Crane Towers, it was not good to delay it for too long.

I was grinding the medicine when I heard a rustling sound in the yard.

Something is moving around, it's not very large, somewhere between a dirt dog and a domestic cat.

Instead of scurrying around like a normal beast, the thing went straight to the door of the clinic with a clear purpose.

A soft knock on the door sounded.

I waited a few seconds before getting up and opening the door.

As soon as he saw me open the door, he put the leather bag on the ground at the door, closed his front paws, bowed to me three times, and then lay on the ground and did not move.

I kicked it lightly.

Cold and stiff.

But he was already dead.

I looked around, didn't see anything abnormal, turned around and went into the house to change the incense burner on the window with three sticks of green incense, and then found a mask and gloves to put on, and then carried the yellow skin and leather bag into the house and put it on the ground, and was not in a hurry to dispose of it, but continued to grind the medicine, after grinding the medicine, started the evening class, wrote and practiced boxing, cleaned up and went to bed.

After sleeping for a while, I heard rustling footsteps again, and then there was a knock on the door.

is still a yellow skin, still holding a small leather bag in his mouth, kowtowing when he opens the door, and not moving after kowtowing.

I did the same and carried it into the consultation room and put it away.

This night was tossed seven times.

In addition to holding a leather bag, the last one also presented a photo.

In the photo, Feng Juan is standing on tiptoe, leaning up and kissing my face.

On the back of the photo is a line of writing.

"Hear the sound and avoid it, don't break it when you meet, today you will participate in the seven stars, and he will be blessed with a long life."

I put away the photo and went back to the house to go back to sleep.

This time, I slept quietly until four o'clock in the morning, got up as usual to practice qi and stand on the pile, finished the morning class, and then entered the consultation room.

This shows that they were actually dead before they came.

Seven corpses celebrate their birthdays!

It is both an intercession and a threat.

I wish you a long life and a long life.

If you don't know how to be interested in receiving the gift, then I want to wish you a speedy reincarnation.

Still open the purse.

Inside each purse is a gold bar.

Looking at the style imprint, it is still an old object during the Republic of China.

That's a lot of money.

No wonder there is such a thing as the selection of ashes.

This thing was expected, but it took so many days before there was action, and I was really able to calm down.

I collected the gold bars, took the weasel carcass to the backyard and dug a pit and buried it, turned back to the consultation room, and took the puppet primer out of the incense burner.

The puppet's feet have shown obvious signs of depression under the action of needles and incense ash.

I pulled out the thin needle inserted, washed the incense ash with water, rubbed the shape of the puppet with yellow mounting paper, drew a talisman around the rubbing trace, wrote seven wind characters on the rubbing trace, and then folded the yellow mounting paper into a circle and buried it deep in the incense burner.

After completing the process, I found a string and hung the puppet under the eaves of the examination room.

After receiving the birthday gift, you have to give someone an explanation.

Originally, the name of the town was to deal with the Thousand Faces Beard, but now the Thousand Faces Beard is dead, the Flower Shooting Gang has been completely wiped out, and the people are also doing enough etiquette, so I have no reason to continue to delve into it.

When people in the rivers and lakes talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, they only ask about right and wrong, not about good and evil.

It's just that this Nightmare primer is given to them, and whether they can crack it or not depends on their own ability.