Miyou endured the uneasy feeling in her heart.
He Jiayin has also known her for many years, and she knows exactly what this person was like before. Seeing this person being affected like this now, Miyou felt a chill in her heart.
Is there really something that can distort preferences and temperaments into this way without people knowing it
She showed a forced smile, and the expression on her face was a bit incomprehensible without pretending: "Jiayin, are you confused why you were so rational about your feelings before, but this time you are so dizzy and desperate?"
He Jiayin's smile didn't change: "When I first fell in love, I thought it was unbelievable. I even joked with him if he lowered his head towards me, but I really didn't care about it afterwards. I love him so much. Fortunately, he is also crazy in love with me. "
At a certain moment, Miyou felt that she saw a flash of hesitation in He Jiayin's eyes. It was the sharpness of a person who wanted to be an investigative reporter, but it was quickly blurred into chaos.
Miyou didn't even know if she was wrong.
She smiled dryly, and said seductively, "If it's true that he lowered your head for you, or some other reason affected you, would you want to cancel it?"
"Hahaha." He Jiayin laughed as if he had heard a joke: "Of course I want to cancel it. But I am different this time, we are true love. Xiaoyou, you single dogs don't understand."
"Haha, haha, hahaha." Several people laughed in agreement and raised their glasses.
Miyou's eyes matched Xiao Yining's, showing her first sincere smile today.
Promised, got it.
Xiao Yining started to prepare things that night.
A pair of brand new metal scissors, a piece of red thread soaked in cinnabar ink and dried, and a few sheets of yellow watch paper. There is also a regular stock at home, a must-have for exorcising evil spirits and eliminating disasters and purifying the house-incense ash.
As a person with a strong character, Gong Jiamu was once again politely asked to leave the scene, so as not to cause unnecessary hindrance and trouble to the Xian family.
In order for her good friend He Jiayin's business to be completed smoothly, the top iron girl Gong Jiamu ran to the garden downstairs in the community to watch the square dance, cursing in her heart.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Mi You asked cautiously and somewhat timidly.
Xiao Yining thought about Miyou's eagerness for quick success and quick profit before, and he sighed silently in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Have you ever tried to write a form? Why don't you write a form for me?" Sample?"
Miyou's eyes shone like stars in a clear night sky, and she nodded at the speed of light: "Okay, okay, I've seen your writing, I probably know, let me write one first, you can read it?"
"good."
Table text usually has no fixed format except the beginning and the end.
This time it was to cut the red line. Although the red line was generated the day after tomorrow, I still had to inform Shang Shangxian, who was in charge of this matter, to show respect and avoid collisions that would affect the effect.
Although the fairy family is called the fairy family, it is actually a spiritual body in practice, which is different from those upper immortals who have already been listed in the immortal class and have priestly duties and responsibilities. In other words, there is a high probability that you will not be able to beat Shangshangxian.
It is not impossible for a very strong immortal family to fight against a small immortal among the upper immortals, but in the myths and legends with a long history in our country, the upper immortals have clear position standards and priesthood systems. People can't beat them, can't they shake people? By the time…
Far away.
In short, this kind of matter involving the category of priesthood must be conveyed in the form. It is also a kind of etiquette.
Miyou wrote two lines of characters carefully with a very thin brush, but because she had never used a brush before, the handwriting was inevitably a bit messy.
Xiao Yining glanced at it for a while, and turned pale with shock: "Sister, why don't you use a writing brush if you have a fountain pen? I only use that when I draw talismans! Use a fountain pen to write letters!"
"Ah?" Miyou was shocked: "Didn't they all use a brush? I think the master writes with a brush."
Xiao Yining hates iron and steel: "What is the age of the master! We have a lot of generation gaps. Regardless of the mind, the important thing in writing an essay is whether the content and the materials you use are correct, and what tools you use has nothing to do with it. The great thing is that we have evolved and we know how to use easier tools!"
Miyou nodded like a slapstick, and immediately changed the pen in a good manner. Sure enough, the handwriting immediately became neat and beautiful.
This act of writing a table, commonly known as playing a table, is one of the necessary homework for Buddhist and Taoist disciples and disciples of the horse.
In fact, it can be simply understood as "application" or "report".
Therefore, the format is also very simple, and it remains the same as ever. The first part is the title, to whom the form is addressed. The second part is the specific information of the person involved, such as home address, date of birth and so on. The third part is the matter, what exactly happened, how to deal with it, and what result do you want.
In this part, if you need the help of the person who received the form, you need to attach a wish.
The so-called wish, also known as making a wish, is a promise to give something.
It's similar to going to a temple to make a wish. If things come true, you have to fulfill the promise according to the promise, and offer the promised things, offerings and so on.
The last part is the signature. The disciples who go to the Immortal Hall must show their identity, such as a disciple of a certain hall, such as Xiao Yining, who has already established a disciple, and needs to ask his own fairy family to register at the end of the form. Sign and pledge hall seal at the signing place.
However, the hall seal is usually invisible to ordinary people.
"Respectfully, Elder Xianyue above, the god in charge of marriage, please listen..."
There is one thing to say, Miyou's table is well written.
After reading it, Xiao Yining felt that there was nothing wrong with it. So Miyou happily handed over the pen to Xiao Yining to write the signature.
Because Miyou hadn't formally established the hall, and the leader of the hall hadn't arrived yet, so it wasn't easy to add her signature, so only Xiao Yining's was paid.
After the form is written, that is, the form is completed, it is time to promote.
Shengshu, also called Shengbiao, is to incinerate the Biaowen and convey it to the place of the upper immortal.
It is a complete process to make a table and raise a book.
Xiao Yining checked the other things, and after confirming that everything was ready, he cleaned his hands in a serious manner, and then lit the whole hall incense to show his formality and respect, and then burned the obituary in front of the incense. It burned cleanly in just one breath, and a wisp of smoke shot straight into the sky. That's it.
Xiao Yining sensed it, and the reaction from the Xian family around him was also correct, it was indeed done.
When Miyou was alone, her senses weren't too strong, but right now she was next to Xiao Yining, and with the respect of Quantang Xiang, with these bonuses, she also felt some fairy aura. For a moment, Miyou was a little surprised, and immersed herself in the induction more seriously and attentively.
And here, Xiao Yining slowly picked up the scissors.
(end of this chapter)