unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 23

This is where the spirit eggs should crawl into the food.

Human eyes have long lost their aura and cannot see such subtle things.

Song Yu scratched his head: "I was careless."

You should watch it burn out here before leaving.

What should we do now?
How about going to Qingyun Temple to buy charms, burn them to ashes and let them drink them to see if they can pull out the spirits?
No, time is too late.

There are too many people, and the talisman will have to be painted until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse, and by then everyone will have turned into bones together.

Song Yu's mind was spinning hard without stopping for a moment, and he quickly made up his mind.

She dug out Xiangguo Temple, found Su Mian in Jilong Lane, and asked him to borrow a horse and find someone in the outer city.

The place was completely burned, even the dregs of Su Mian were shoveled together and thrown directly into the blacksmith's furnace.

In this way, it can be said to be foolproof.

But Su Mian couldn't find the horse. Whoever has the money to buy a horse in this place can't even afford to raise it. Horses need fine food.

So he borrowed a donkey.

Song Yu said: "This thing can't run as fast as I can on two legs."

The owner of the donkey, Min Que, was dissatisfied: "Zheng Qi has a poem that says, 'Poetry is on the donkey in the wind and snow in Baqiao.' It can be seen that a gentleman is poor, but he can live with the donkey."

Before he could say the word "perfect match", Su Mian had already pushed Song Yu up, then turned over and slapped the donkey's ass hard.

The donkey screamed "Ang", but instead of running away, it turned around three times.

Donkeys are slow-tempered and won't go away without being beaten. Sometimes they even walk backwards, which makes them sweat all over.

Fortunately, it was still a little faster than walking. The two of them bumped wildly on the back of the donkey and finally reached the place.

Near the Cai River outside Zhuque Gate, there lived Li Ermi, a craftsman who was [-] years old this year. The Thousand-Hand Guanyin was made by him.

He started carving this Guanyin statue when he was 21 years old and it was not completed until last year.

Song Yu slammed the door hard. As soon as the door opened, he shouted to the old man who had not yet fallen asleep: "Uncle, something happened to the Thousand-Hand Guanyin!"

The old man nodded: "It's good to vent your anger. It's good to be alive."

"It's alive." Song Yu was helpless.

Li Ermi is already eighty years old. He is in good spirits and has good teeth. When he goes shopping for groceries, he walks quickly. He looks more energetic than Song Yu. The only drawback is that he can't hear clearly with his ears.

Others say this is a blessing from his carving of Guanyin.

Song Yu could only speak louder: "Thousand-Hand Guanyin, there is a ghost inside, do you know?"

"Eat, eat, it's time. I haven't eaten anywhere yet. Have you eaten? I haven't seen you for a long time. Why haven't you grown up?" Li Ermi was very concerned about Song Yu.

Song Yu: "."

It's like a chicken talking to a duck.

Su Mian couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed, but Song Yu gave him a fierce look.

After entering the house, the old man drank a little wine and poured three glasses of rice wine from a cup: "Here, drink some after you eat."

He was illiterate and couldn't communicate.

Song Yu could only use both hands and feet, shaking his thin arms like a strong wind shaking a tree, while shouting at the top of his voice: "Qian Shou! Qian Shou, do you understand?"

The old man drank a glass of wine and said, "You are here in Caiyiyu."

Song Yu: "."

Kiss me!

"Guanyin, do you understand?" She clasped her hands again, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, pretending to be Guanyin.

"Thousand-Hand Guanyin, I can see it. What's wrong with Guanyin?" The old man drank another drink.

"Bugs, there are worms crawling out from inside! That's the kind of worm."

Song Yu squirmed while standing.

It was a squashed flesh worm, and its bones were stiff, so it couldn't move as smoothly as those boneless worms.

The old man held the wine glass and pondered for a while: "Your waist is not good. It's useless to pray to Guanyin. You need to take more tonics."

Su Mian laughed so hard that his head almost fell off.
Song Yu was anxious and angry, and looked at Su Mian.

Su Mian coughed, stopped laughing, leaned into the old man's ear, and said loudly: "Guanyin has a worm in her belly!"

The old man heard it clearly this time: "It's not a bug, that's my grandson."

"Your grandson?" Song Yu clicked his tongue, "Then your grandson looks really unique."

Su Mian shouted in his ear again: "Uncle, do you know what's going on? Where do the insects come from!"

Talking to the uncle is too tiring.

"You really asked the right person about this matter. No one knows about it except me. My daughter Aunt Li died in the first year of Tianyuan. Did you know that something big happened that year?"

The old man poured himself a drink.

The first year of Tianyuan is when the current emperor just ascended the throne, and the name of the year was changed to Tianyuan.

Song Yu said: "I was only two years old at that time, and I was still picking chicken poop on the ground."

Su Mian said: "I was still young at that time, but I remember that the file said that the weather was good and there were no disasters."

Never mind what they say, the old man can't hear anyway.

When I got old and drank some wine, once the chatterbox started, I couldn't stop it.

"You all know about the Jingguo Temple in Nancheng. There was a huge holly tree planted there. That year, the leaves on the tree were three or four times larger than the usual holly leaves. They said it was the appearance of the Bodhisattva, which attracted many people. Go and worship.”

When he said this, Song Yu and Su Mian both remembered.

The Decryption Department has this dossier, and it is the first dossier.

It is said that the holly tree became a spirit and killed ten monks in Jingguo Temple. Later, the tree was uprooted and burned.

The old man took another sip of wine: "Master Yu from the Xiangong Office also went to worship the Bodhisattva. As soon as he went there, he discovered that there is a beautiful cave in Jingguo Temple. Do you know what the beautiful cave is?"

Song Yu and Su Mian shook their heads.

"These are the monks who captured some women and imprisoned them in a cave to receive guests. It's called the Yandong." The old man drank the wine in the cup and sighed, "My eldest daughter is also in there."

He said it very calmly and without any emotion, as if he was telling Song Yu that he bought a fried dough stick this morning.

The despair of losing a loved one is not grief, but numbness, which makes you feel nothing, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and everything will have nothing to do with you.

Death separates you from the world.

Song Yu and Su Mian looked at each other.

The two of them have read through the files of the Decryption Department, and even the files of the Xiangong Office, because some things will end up in the Xiangong Office by mistake.

But they have never seen or heard about this erotic cave.

The old man poured himself another glass of wine.

"At that time, the official had just ascended the throne, and he went to the Daxiangguo Temple to worship Buddha. It was not good for such a thing to happen, so he covered it up.
My eldest sister's fate was bad. She came back pregnant. She was a good child, so she hanged herself. My mother-in-law had to risk her life to give birth to her, but she just abandoned me. "

He sipped wine from the wine glass again.

The wine is very cheap mixed liquor, but if he doesn't drink it, he can't sleep at night.

"What happened next?" Song Yu couldn't help but ask.

The old man didn't hear her fluttering words. He only talked about his words.

At one moment he said how pretty Aunt Li was, at another moment he said that the hanged man did not look good, at another moment he said that he burned paper money every year and he didn’t know whether Auntie Li had enough money to spend.

All his money was spent on wine and burning paper.

(End of this chapter)