World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 716 Master Fang

Sanheizi and I immediately looked at each other.

What's the situation? !

The address and name were correct.

The only thing we didn't expect was that the person the Tian family asked us to find turned out to be a child, and we made him unhappy as soon as we met.

I turned around and asked Sanheizi: "Was I rude just now?"

Sanheizi replied: "It's quite polite. You even use 'Excuse me'."

I wondered if the child might be angry because we had just woken him up.

Waited for a little while.

I started to knock on the door softly with my hand again, trying to sound respectful enough.

"Mr. Fang, please open the door. We have something to ask you."

There is no response in it.

Knocked twice more.

The door suddenly creaked open.

The child put his hands on his hips and stared at us angrily with a pair of big eyes: "I have something to do in the middle of the night, so I need to rest! Why are you knocking?! If you knock again, I will call someone to beat you!"

I hurriedly apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, sorry! We came here specially from out of town, and we really have something to do with you."

The child replied: "I know you are from out of town, but I don't want to do anything for you two ugly people. You are so ugly. I feel disgusted when I see you. Let's go now!"

There was a "bang".

The door is closed again.

Sanheizi scratched his head: "Are we so ugly?"

Ask this question.

We began to look at each other seriously.

turn out.

It’s so fucking ugly!

After we came down the mountain from Chengshi, the two of us put on the extremely realistic human skin masks that Mr. Cui had prepared for us. However, because our minds were always thinking about traveling and making money at the time, we didn’t have time to take a closer look at each other’s appearance.

Sanheizi's eyebrows were in a straight line, and the two eyebrows were almost connected, and there were several hairs standing up like hedgehogs in the middle. There were black and red traces of burns on his left cheek, and his face looked like a murderer.

My human skin mask was full of pits, my eyes had big black smoke rings, and there were bags under my eyes, as if I had two small water bags hanging from them. I looked like a sick man who had not woken up at all.

Speaking of here.

Someone may start to bully again.

Can you get on the train while wearing a human skin mask? What kind of writing is this? You are trying to force your wits down!
At that time, real-name registration was not required to get on the train, and there was no facial recognition system unless the police came to check ID cards.

If you write it crudely, you will be criticized.

Write more carefully and talk about water.

You say yes?
……

"How to do?"

Sanheizi asked.

When Mr. Cui asked us to come this time, he only told us to find Fang Ha Yuan. He didn’t tell us anything else. He didn’t even tell us how we would meet him after we found him, and he didn’t let us reveal our identities.

What to do next.

Most likely only this child knows.

But since he knew that we were coming from out of town at the appointed time, he should be clear-minded. Why did he treat us like this just now?
Tell the truth.

I don't know what to do either.

Without any choice.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep knocking on the door.

"Hey, second uncle, are you still playing mahjong?"

"Two robbers came to my door. They want to kidnap me. You should immediately call all the young and old men in the village to come over with butcher knives..."

What the hell!

ruthless!

This kid is talking on the phone in the house!

Sanheizi suddenly became anxious.

"No, no, no! We are not robbers..." "Yes! They still refuse to leave, please hurry up, second uncle!"

"..."

I didn’t know where the inspiration suddenly came from at that time, so I shouted inside: “Don’t shake people! We apologize to you! Buy you Transformers! Buy a Bully game console!”

The voice inside obviously paused.

"Second uncle, I was joking with you just now, just a little bit..."

Subsequently.

Footsteps came.

The door was opened a crack, and the child stuck his head out, looked at us, and asked with his big eyes flashing: "Do you mean what you say?"

I replied firmly: "It must count!"

The child stretched out his plump little finger very seriously: "Hook!"

I also stretched out my hand to hook up with him.

"Hanging on the hook, it must not be changed for 100 years!"

Pull the hook.

The child said with a smile: "Okay! I forgive you two for being ugly, come in!"

Does this work too?
Sanheizi and I looked at each other and followed the child into the house.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a strong aroma of burning.

There is a shrine in the main hall.

There is a sacred tablet on the shrine, which is covered with a piece of big red paper. There are also many melon and fruit tributes in front of it, and an incense bowl with thirteen sticks of incense burning on it. Five sticks of fine incense.

I was surprised.

This house actually seems to be the hall of Chuma Xian?

In Chuma Tangkou, the main incense is also called ghost incense, which represents the ancestors of the family. The more incense on the left is the green dragon incense, and the less incense on the right is the white tiger incense.

Looking next to it, there are props such as an orifice whip, a horse-guiding stool, an incense bowl, a smoke drum, etc. There is also a couplet hanging on the wall: "Practice in the mountains to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and go out of the cave to ferry people to ensure the safety of all families." The left and right couplets are slightly apart, and the middle is filled with red paper folded into a small rectangular shape. The red paper should contain the horoscopes left by the guests.

Friends from the Northeast are not too familiar with Xianjia.

Generally, there are two types of immortals, one is the Baojia Immortal and the other is the Chuma Immortal.

As the name suggests.

Baojiaxian specializes in ensuring the safety and well-being of the owner and his family. He does not read divination or cure diseases. In fact, this is the same as worshiping Bodhisattvas and gods at home, and is a very normal thing.

Chumaxian is a person who helps others solve various problems, reads divination, cures diseases, and exorcises evil spirits. They are similar to Taoist priests and doctors who open clinics. This thing is more of a test of skill, and requires success, so that there will be business in the hall.

The reason why I am sure that this house is the hall of Chuma Xian, apart from the furnishings in the house, mainly lies in the color of the paper on the sacred card.

usually.

The yellow paper is the protector of the family.

The red paper is the horse fairy.

Because in the eyes of immortals, red paper is like a red flag, recruiting troops to establish a hall.

As for the immortals, they are actually small animals that have become spirits.

Regarding this, I have written about a liar named Li Banxian I met in the Magic City in the previous chapter. There is a special explanation for this, so I won’t repeat it.

I have a quick mind.

It took me a moment to realize why the child was angry and said I was rude.

The name written on Mr. Cui's note was "Fang Ha Yuan".

"Fang" is a surname, so there won't be any problem.

But the words "ha" and "yuan" sound harsh to the ears of Chuma disciples.

Because after the Xianjia takes the body of a disciple, they will ask customers for food and drink. However, the Xianjia is a spirited animal. It is not easy to speak fluently through the mouth. Some words are spoken like slang, and wine is in the mouth of the Xianjia. It is called Hara Qi, and eggs are called Yuanyuan in the mouth of the immortal family.

Although customers dare not say that Xianjia is big-tongued openly, they secretly sometimes laugh at Xianjia.

When we meet, we call each other Fang Ha Yuan.

This is equivalent to meeting Sun Wukong and directly calling him "Bima Wen". It would be strange if the other person is not angry.

But the problem is.

What on earth did Mr. Cui ask us to do here?
Could this kid be a disciple?
What does he have to do with the Tian family?
Before I could recover.

The child said to us: "My name is Fang Lele. From now on you can just call me Master Fang."

(End of this chapter)