"Damn ghost, you're back. You scared me to death last night. In the middle of the night, I don't know who knocked on the door all night. It didn't stop until dawn!" I took Zhang Daoxuan back to the small village. At the door of the house, the woman cried there.
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"Maybe someone is playing a prank?" The village party secretary greeted Zhang Daoxuan to sit down, and then said to his wife. After all, he had offended almost everyone in the village, and it was normal for someone to scare his wife out of his anger while he was not at home.
"Fart's prank, I think it could be Lao Xia..." The woman said this, and suddenly remembered that Lao Xia was now the man's taboo, so she quickly covered her mouth and stopped talking.
"If the female layman is worried, how about waiting for the poor to go and wait and see?" Zhang Daoxuan stood up and twisted his beard when he heard the words and used people's money to eliminate disasters for others.
"Okay, please trouble Daoist Zhang!" The village party secretary nodded and said after seeing that his woman's horrified appearance didn't seem to be faking.
"Hiss, that's not right! Layman, you are in big trouble! If you don't handle it properly, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster!" Zhang Daoxuan walked to the door, took out the compass to have a look, and saw the pointer of the compass spinning around. Taking a closer look, two palm prints were left on the door, and there was some flesh on the palm prints. When I got closer and smelled it with my nose, there was a foul smell. At the moment, Zhang Daoxuan took a breath and asked.
"What do you mean?" Seeing Zhang Daoxuan's shocked look, the village party secretary thought that he just wanted to take the opportunity to extort some money from himself. At the moment, I didn't take it very seriously, I just asked casually there. In his eyes, this Zhang Daoxuan is no different from those blind fortune-tellers on the street. If Boss Zhang hadn't repeatedly urged him to be more polite to Zhang Daoxuan, I'm afraid he would have slapped him in the face long ago. Who would like a magic stick to talk nonsense at the door of their own house
"I'm afraid there will be a corpse change. Has someone died in Guicun recently?" Zhang Daoxuan looked at the two palm prints on the door, and then at the compass spinning around, gritted his teeth and said to the village party secretary.
As soon as he entered the village, he found that it was really poor. Sixty to seventy percent of the families still live in adobe houses. One-third of the families have built tile-roofed houses, but the decoration of the house is extremely simple. Only the house of the village party secretary, whether it is decoration or layout, can be regarded as an upper-middle house in the city. After looking all the way, he already understood what kind of bird this thing in front of him was. This kind of person has always been just cramming. If death is imminent, they will not believe that they will be unlucky.
I just said what I said, if I annoy him, wouldn't the 100,000 yuan be in vain? Zhang Daoxuan pondered in his heart. But if you don't say it, God knows what will happen? If this guy was killed by that corpse, wouldn't his 100,000 yuan be in vain? For a while Zhang Daoxuan was tangled there. There is a saying: Don't die a poor Taoist friend! But this is when the two parties have no interests involved. After much deliberation, Zhang Daoxuan decided to tell the village party secretary the truth for the sake of the one hundred thousand yuan.
"Dead people? Ah, two dead, two dead!" The village party secretary didn't believe people's words, but his woman did. When he was thinking about whether he should tell about the death of someone. The woman in his family spoke first.
"Did he die at the end of his life, or did he die unexpectedly?" Zhang Daoxuan asked again after hearing the words. The so-called wrongful death means death in vain. Among them, dying of a serious disease, being murdered, getting into a car accident, falling into the water, etc., all of them are included!
"This..." The woman secretly glanced at the unhappy man, but hesitated to speak.
"I understand, poor daoist. Please trouble me to bring two pieces of my own underwear!" Zhang Daoxuan looked at the woman's face and understood that someone in the village might have died unexpectedly, so he didn't continue to ask, just nodded and begged for the person in front of him. I come to the underwear of man and woman.
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"The close-fitting clothes? I'll take them to the Taoist priest!" Hearing this, the woman didn't know what to think of, her face turned red and she turned into the room.
When she was young, the woman blushed and took out a set of black lace and a pair of boxer underpants and handed them to Zhang Daoxuan. The black lace belonged to her, and the boxer underpants belonged to the village party secretary.
"Eh... that's fine!" Zhang Daoxuan originally intended for this woman to bring over a piece of worn clothes at random. Who would have thought that she would come out with a set of underwear? Fingers gently caressed over the lace, nodded and let it go.
"Take it to the house. If something really comes to your door at night, the poor Taoist will lead it to the paper figurine, and then solve the problem for the two laymen!" Under the puzzled eyes of the woman and the man, Zhang Daoxuan found A few sheets of blank paper, and two paper figurines were made out of freshly folded bamboo branches. Then put the clothes that the woman took out just now on the paper figurine, and then said!
"Father, my daughter came to see you." When Zhang Daoxuan entered the village, I was accompanying Gu Pianpian to pay homage to her father on the ancestral grave. Gu Pianpian knelt in front of the grave, lit a joss stick and prayed.
"Three glasses of wine are toasted, and the paper can be burned!" I accompanied Gu Pianpian and reminded her after preparing a set of sacrificial supplies for her. Few young people remember these rules nowadays. Maybe one day, when everyone worships their ancestors, they will just follow the example of those foreigners on TV and put a bouquet of flowers in front of the grave to finish the job!
Foreigners have traditions of foreigners, and Chinese have traditions of Chinese. Garlic can deal with vampires in foreigners, but it can only be used as seasoning in China. So, not all the things of foreigners are suitable for us. How can the mysteries and inheritance of China's thousands of years of history be comparable to those of the barbarians
Gu Pianpian followed her advice and filled the three empty wine glasses in front of the grave, knocked her head a few times and waited for a while before picking up the wine glasses and splashing them on the tombstone. Gu Pianpian was burning paper, while I placed the prepared firecrackers around the grave. When the paper money was almost burned, he told her to stay aside and lit the firecrackers. In a sense, this is notifying the deceased to send him money. It's almost the same as the account statement text message that the bank sent to our mobile phone! It's just that compared to the ringtone of text messages, the sound of firecrackers is a little louder.
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