World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 270 Golden Gourd Belly
Come to the collapsed Guanyin Temple in the back mountain.

We first lit a few incense sticks under the corner of the remnant wall, and worshiped several times in a spirited manner.

After praying.

I pointed to the Guanyin Temple, turned around and asked Lao Ji: "During the renovation, did you really not dig out any antiques?"

If he hadn't taken our money, he would probably have been thrown into a rage by my questioning.

The old man frowned and said, "Boss Qin, why do you ask about this all day long?"

"I've been to junior high school. Putonghua should be fine. No matter how many times I've said it, it's nothing. In your English, it's cowardly! Do you understand?"

He also understands English?
I scratched my head: "Understood. So what... We, husband and wife, have something intimate to say to Empress Guanyin, so please avoid it first."

Hearing the words, the old man looked at us strangely, then turned and left, muttering something in his mouth.

I can hear very well.

What he said was: "These two foreigners are probably out of their minds!"

I took out the compass and turned around the Guanyin Temple.

Yan Xiaoyue didn't know why, so she also followed me around.

Turned for ten minutes.

Yan Xiaoyue became impatient, and asked in a low voice: "When will this turn, I'm about to throw up."

I replied, "Shut up!"

She couldn't get angry, so she pouted and held back her breath and continued to talk to me.

Turn for another ten minutes.

Glancing sideways, Lao Li couldn't wait any longer and came up.

The compass in my hand suddenly "squeaked" and fell to the ground. I hurried to pick it up in a panic. After picking it up, I immediately hid the compass.

The old man squinted and asked, "Boss Qin, what is that? How does it look like Mr. Geography's compass to measure the location of the grave..."

I hastily gave up: "No, no...Old man, we've finished talking to Empress Guanyin, let's go down the mountain."

Lao Ling sized us up a few times with a puzzled look on his face.

I ignored him, and dragged Yan Xiaoyue down the mountain.

Lunch break at noon.

In the afternoon we still wandered around the village to take pictures.

Pass by Wu Shaowen's house from time to time.

At dinner time.

I said to Lao Ling: "My wife took a nap at noon today and had a dream."

Lao Ling took a sip of his wine and asked, "What dream?"

I said, "She dreamed of the Goddess Guanyin in the back mountain! The Goddess Guanyin told her that the reason why she couldn't conceive a child was because her belly was a golden gourd belly."

When Lao Ling heard this, his face was full of curiosity: "Golden gourd belly?"

I explained: "Yes! It means that as long as the child is reincarnated into her womb, after she is born, the child will definitely become rich and powerful, and become a dragon and phoenix among people."

The old man smiled and said, "It's the stomach of Mrs. Li in the village next door. She has given birth to three children and is now fully employed."

This is really unseen!

I replied: "My wife's stomach is ten thousand times better than Mrs. Li's stomach!"

"But Goddess Guanyin said again that with a golden gourd belly like her, all ghosts want to get into her belly to reincarnate. Therefore, every time she is physically able to conceive, more than a dozen little ghosts snatch the reincarnation beside my wife. position, they fought with each other, bloody and screaming, which made her unable to conceive."

"Now I finally know the reason why my body is often cold when I sleep. Sometimes when I wake up, my body is still bruised and purple. It turned out that it was because the little devil fought and scratched me. Look, this is the scar from last night!"

I quickly rolled up my sleeves and trousers.

The top of the skin is blue and purple.

Some scars also resemble the palm prints of children.

"Bang!"

Two beeps.

The rice bowls in the hands of the old wilting couple fell on the table.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaoyue trembled in fright, almost unable to hold the bowl.

I glared at her.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and stabilize her hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, I sometimes see such injuries on my body..."

Old Man: "..."

I continued: "The Goddess Guanyin also said that we, my wife and I, have been digging six pits every night for three consecutive nights near the Guanyin Temple, and a total of eighteen pits have been dug. In each pit, cut Some of my wife's hair and nails were buried."

"This is called the Eighteen Arhats Formation. After the formation is completed, the Eighteen Arhats will drive away the little ghosts around us who are robbing the golden gourd belly and reincarnated. Then my wife will be able to conceive smoothly. Without further ado, we will go there tonight." dig."

Lao Ling's eyes widened, his face full of bewilderment.

I said loudly: "Lao Wei, you go with me!" Lao Wei was startled and stopped in a hurry: "No, no, no, you go by yourselves."

I said, "Here's the money!"

The old man replied: "I'm too old to stay up late...the hoe is in the corner, and you know the road."

"Then what...it's getting late, we have to rest early."

After speaking.

The old couple didn't even confiscate the bowls and chopsticks, and went straight into the room.

I told them back: "Remember we have to eat fish tomorrow!"

Although they had closed the door, I could hear the old wimpy couple whispering inside.

"Old man, these two foreigners are so weird."

"It's really weird! They have such valuable gadgets on them, and they keep asking me if any antiques have been dug up in Guanyin Temple before. When I went up the mountain today, I saw Boss Qin secretly took the compass used by Mr. Feng Shui to measure the cemetery. , Now it’s late at night, and they are going to dig holes with hoes...Why do I think they don’t seem to be here for tourism?”

"Then what are they here for?"

"how could I know!"

"You said the little devil's handprint on his body, is it true?"

"This is so old and scary..."

In a blink of an eye, I saw that it was getting late outside, so I went to the corner of the house, picked up a hoe, and greeted Yan Xiaoyue to go up the mountain.

At that time, air conditioning was not popular in rural areas.

After dinner, many people would set up deck chairs to enjoy the cool in the yard.

We carried our hoes, bypassed other villagers' houses, and deliberately passed Wu Shaowen's house.

The hanging foot eye was holding a cattail fan in his hand, listening to the radio very comfortably.

When we passed by, he caught sight of Yan Xiaoyue, with his eyes wide open, he glanced at her body lustfully, it was extremely obscene.

In addition to the color, his eyes were full of surprise.

We pretended not to see him and went straight up the back hill.

When I got near the Guanyin Temple, I took out my hoe and started digging the ground.

Dig as deep a hole as possible.

Seeing that I was digging very seriously, Yan Xiaoyue asked in a trembling voice, "Are you really making eighteen arhats, putting nails and hair?"

I replied: "Be your head!"

Yan Xiaoyue was a little angry, and said, "Can you breathe early next time?! The injuries on your body are too real... I really thought it was a fight between ghosts, it was so scary!"

I said: "No!"

Yan Xiaoyue gritted her silver teeth when she heard this, and wanted to swing a hoe at me.

I turned and glanced at her.

She had no choice but to change the trajectory of the hoe angrily, and hoeed on the ground.

I expected.

Wu Shaowen should be hooked tomorrow!

Tomorrow morning when Lao Ling goes to buy fish.

Wu Shaowen will definitely ask Lao Ji what happened when we carried the hoe up the mountain at night.

Just as Lao Ling was so frightened tonight, he was actually eager to know what we were doing, and if someone asked, he would definitely pour beans into a bamboo tube and tell everything about it.

Wu Shaowen is an antique dealer and a professional liar.

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods at all.

From the words of the old man, he must firmly grasp a few key points: the expensive snuff bottle, repeatedly asked if there were any antiques dug up during the renovation of the Guanyin Temple, the compass in the cemetery, and the digging of the mountain in the middle of the night...

these elements.

It was enough for Wu Shaowen to be terrified.

I deliberately dug too many holes in the ground and made them messy.

Seeing that it was almost done, he brought Yan Xiaoyue down the mountain.

To my great surprise.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and Wu Shaowen pretended to fall asleep in the yard, with the radio playing beside him.

really!

the next morning.

The old pervert Wu Shaowen came suddenly.

The dog smelled the bone aroma.

Already out of the nest!
(End of this chapter)