Chapter 23: Atai and the Six Po (4)

"No, my family is very poor, I am a child of a poor family." Guan said so.

"What? Come on! A child from a poor family? Then how did you get all that money in your purse?"

"You don't care how I got here, in short, I didn't steal and kidnap me."

"It turns out that I have a good way to make money, no wonder you don't partner with me, what is the way to make money so well? Let's hear about it..."

"I'm afraid that speaking out will scare you to death."

"I'll do it! Lao Sun, I can't do anything other than killing people and setting fires, what will I be afraid of stealing and kidnapping? Atai shook his head, unconvinced. Then he paused and asked in a low voice, "Huh? Are you a medicine head? I don't do drug trafficking. ”

"It's said that it's not robbery and kidnapping, so how can it be drug trafficking?" Ah Guan glared at him: "If you make money in the future, take good care of your grandma, you don't have to pay me back, I don't miss that money." ”

"Did I hear me right? Didn't you say your family was poor? Atay choked on his cigarette.

"I'm not poor now, I just got a good job."

"Wow! What exactly is a good job? Atai laughed: "Oh! Look at your fine skin and tender meat, with a little white face, are you going to be a cowherd? Cowherd, I'm okay, you see I'm handsome! ”

Ah Tai was still chattering, Ah Guan looked at the dusk sky, looked at the orange sunset, looked at the flowing clouds, watched a few birds, and remembered some interesting stories when he was a child.

He almost forgot what his grandmother looked like, and the steamed buns made by the sixth woman were fragrant and delicious, perhaps for this reason, he was reluctant to leave this old temple of the triple courtyard.

The sun had finally set, and the sky was already dark, and there was a pot of soup and a few dishes on the round red table in the small temple.

Atai picked up the food and said foamingly: "We set up a stall and do a small business, and we will return to our roots in a flash." ”

Ah Guan ate three bowls of rice, Ah Tai ate four bowls, and the two praised the craftsmanship of the six women while eating.

"Okay." The sixth woman smiled and asked, "It's good to have serious things to do, what are you selling when you set up a stall?" ”

"Uh..." Ah Tai was stunned and scratched his head.

Ah Guan saw the sixth woman looking at him and laughing, so he had to say: "We... are selling stinky tofu." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Sell stinky tofu! Atai laughed and patted Kwan on the shoulder.

"Selling stinky tofu can make more than 200,000 yuan at once?" The sixth woman was stunned, a little unconvinced.

"Uh-uh, because that's not just any stinky tofu." "We sell high-grade stinky tofu, which is the ancestral recipe of Aguan's family, which is fragrant, smelly, and delicious. ”

"And kimchi, which has a unique flavor." Ah Guan also cooperated with the acting.

"Your stall always has a name, right? Where's it? Grandma will eat it another day. The sixth woman asked blankly.

"The name of the stall...", Atai was hesitant, pretending to be chewing vegetables in his mouth, but in fact he was delaying time and thinking. "High-grade stinky tofu... Of course, it's called 'high-grade stinky tofu'!"

"Actually, it's called 'Guan Ji Stinky Tofu'." Ah Guan glanced at Ah Tai and added some knowledge about stinky tofu that he had learned from his father in the past, which also frightened the six women into a daze.

Seeing that the sixth woman still had questions, Atai quickly opened the topic. "Grandma, I have a question, where is Ah Huo? Why are there so many little tigers in the temple? ”

The sixth woman is a temple blessing, Atai's parents died since he was a child, and the six women relied on divination, practice, and observation of the yin, and worked hard to pull him up. Atai learned to draw talismans from his grandmother since he was a child, and practiced a good hand, which also became a skill for him to draw talismans to deceive people.

The sixth woman really knows a lot of strange arts, and Ah Huo is the tiger master under the altar of the god altar of this small temple. One night a few months ago, somehow, another tiger master came to the temple, lying trembling next to the altar. The sixth woman didn't know why, and took in this tiger master. Since then, large and small tiger masters have come one after another, and dozens of them have gathered, for unknown reasons.

"Ah Huo, Ah Huo... yes, I haven't seen him for a few days, and the other night, it seems... The sixth woman frowned, trying to think about it, but she couldn't remember where the tiger master who was originally guarding the small temple had gone.

"Huh? Odd? Ah Tai pointed to the corner of the kitchen, opened his mouth wide and asked, "Where is the stove?" ”

Ah Guan looked towards the place pointed by Ah Tai, and sure enough, he saw a wall the size of a coffee table on the corner wall, and the color was cleaner than the surrounding colors. There was originally a small closet dedicated to the stove, but the closet had somehow been removed, revealing a cleaner brick wall.

"There was originally an offering to the stove gentleman over there, and grandma was very religious, and she didn't allow me to enter the kitchen every time, for fear that I would steal the offerings of the stove lord." Atai looked at the sixth woman and asked, "Why is the stove gone?" ”

The sixth woman stared at the wall, with a confused look on her face, and she muttered to herself: "It seems that in the middle of the night, I moved the stove king, but I can't remember where I moved... How could this be?" Why did you move for no reason? ”

When Atai saw the appearance of the sixth woman, she only thought that she was old and worked weekdays, so she didn't ask more, and casually told some of the past stories of the sixth woman helping people to exorcise evil spirits in her early years, and the sixth woman was also happy to answer. The grandparents sang together and told a lot of stories, which really aroused Ah Guan's interest and listened to it with relish.

"Sixth woman, have you ever heard of the temple of the 'Shunde Emperor's Mansion'?" Ah Guan thought that the sixth woman was a temple blessing, and maybe there was some gossip about the "same industry", so he asked.

As soon as the sixth woman heard the name of Emperor Shunde, she lowered her face and snorted, "Why haven't you heard of it!" That temple has been very late..."

A gust of wind blew, the lights in the temple were dim for a while, Ah Guan's eyes were dizzy, and a tingling pain penetrated his head.

The light was bright again, and Ah Guan's hand holding the bowl was still shaking, and the chopsticks were about to be unstable.

Ah Tai looked around, shook his head and said, "This house is so old, there is a problem with the wiring." Grandma, when I make money, I will renovate this place... ”

"Emperor Shunde, Ze is born by the common people, blessed all over the world, great mercy, great kindness..."

Ah Guan stood up in shock, and looked at the six women with his mouth wide open, and the six women read the sycophancy sentences that the believers of Shunde Palace used to praise the Shunde Gong.

At this time, the six women's eyes were hooked, and they kept repeating the sentence "Ze is born by the common people, and the world is blessed...", after reading it again, again, and again, I can't stop.

"Grandma?" Ah Tai was taken aback, he had watched Grandma do exorcism since he was a child, and had seen many examples of ghosts. And the grandma in front of her looks like she has been put on the body.

"How so?" Ah Tai stretched out his hand and patted the sixth woman on the shoulder, only to feel that his face was spicy, but he was slapped by the sixth woman, which bounced him away and rolled on the ground.

"Ahh It hurts me to death! Atai covered his face and struggled to sit up. Ah Guan was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

The six women kept reciting the same hymn with straight eyes, holding chopsticks in one hand, and kept poking at the table, making a "knock knock knock" sound.

Suddenly, the lights began to turn on and off, and the atmosphere around them was indescribably strange and scary.

A few tiger roars, and the tiger masters in the temple hugged out in all directions, and suddenly the lights stopped flashing.

The sixth woman closed her mouth, and when she saw Ah Guan and Ah Tai retreating to the corner and the other sitting on the ground, she asked in a daze, "What's wrong with you, why don't you drink soup well, why are you running so far?" Monkey Sun, what are you doing sitting on the ground? Hey, why did all these tiger cubs come out? ”

A vote of tigers walked around the house, looking around, sniffing, but found nothing, and all of them disappeared.

Atai covered his face and returned to the table, the left side of his face was swollen, and the red five-finger palm print was clearly imprinted on his cheek.

"Alas! Monkey Sun, what's wrong with your face? The sixth woman asked.

"Grandma, you hit it..."

"What? How is it possible? I'm eating here, why are you being beaten up? The sixth woman said in surprise.

"Grandma, the way you looked just now, it seems like a ghost has gotten on you..."

"How is that possible? Monkey grandson, don't talk about it in black and white, the ghost saw that your grandma was hiding far away, how dare you come to me? The sixth woman said angrily. But when she saw Guan and Atai looking at her in horror, and seeing the obvious palm prints on Atai's face, she knew that no matter how stubborn her grandson was, he would not tell such a lie. She was silent for a long time, and finally sighed.