Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 54 Clay Doll Team

The frightened little fat man burst into tears. Ignoring his long tongue, the whole ghost looked a bit like a pear blossom with a hint of rain.

Jiang Fuyuan touched her chin: "How about I change your name, Fatty?"

Shi Ke can not be humiliated, and the fat man whose key parts are suspected shouted with an aggrieved face: "I am a man!"

"Okay, okay, you're a man."

As long as the words "Xing Xing Xing" are added to all the words, it will have a perfunctory flavor that will calm people down.

Xiaopang, who felt that he had been perfunctory, felt even more aggrieved: "I am really a man!"

When he was anxious, he directly opened his clothes and said with a cry: "If you don't believe it, just look at it!"

Jiang Fuyuan:......

"How about you see for yourself first?"

Fatty:?
He looked down and saw that the place where there should have been something was now flat and empty.

"How, how is it possible..."

The blow was so great that his long, pale tongue fell out with a swipe from his mouth that could not be closed, and dropped directly to the ground.

"Woooooooo...Master, I, my little Jijiji is gone..."

"Pfft." Jiang Fuyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and finally told the crying chubby boy the truth.

"Ghosts don't have that kind of stuff, and you don't have to go to the toilet. Don't you feel it yourself?"

A mischievous smile appeared on her lips, she patted Fatty on the shoulder and said, "Besides, I don't need you even if I have you. You're right, Fatty."

Fatty:? ? ?
How is it right?
He wanted to say something more, but he couldn't find a reason to refute.

After holding it in for a long time, he finally frowned, put away his tongue, floated to the corner and huddled up.

Fatty is autistic.

A rustling sound came from behind, and Xiaopang vaguely heard Jiang Fuluan talking to the clay dolls.

After enduring it for a moment, he still couldn't resist his strong curiosity. He walked to the window sill and said in a nasal voice: "Master, what are you doing?"

The little voice sounded strangely aggrieved, as he had not yet recovered from the blow just now.

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at his little wife's appearance, picked out a clay doll dressed as a boy with braids, and placed it in front of him.

"Well, this is for you."

The little fat head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, it can eat ghosts!"

"You're not eating ghosts, it's just your upper body."

Jiang Fuyuan patiently explained to him the reason for the upper body.

Ghosts have no body, so they have an instinctive obsession with bodies, especially human-shaped bodies.

It just so happened that these clay dolls were made to be particularly human-like, so the moment Xiaopang came into contact with the clay dolls, the instinct of his upper body was triggered.

"Rather than saying that the clay doll pulls you, it's more that you want to enter the clay doll's body."

"Really, really?"

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at him: "Can I make money by lying to you or something?"

"..."

Thinking that Jiang Fuyuan had never lied to him, maybe he had misunderstood, Xiaopang held out his finger again in doubt.

This time he was mentally prepared. When he felt the force again, he found that it was not pulling him, but his own ghost body trying to get into the clay doll's body.

Cooing.

The braided clay doll on the window sill shook its head, feeling nothing uncomfortable. It grinned and made a chubby voice. "Master, I'm really coming in!"

The clay puppet supported its body with its plump little hands, stood up unsteadily, and then jumped twice on the spot, making a slight thumping sound.

"Wow! I can walk!"

Little Fatty cheered and started running in circles around the window sill with his two equally plump little mud legs.

After running a few steps, he felt a tug on the back of his neck, and then the entire clay doll flew into the air.

Jiang Fuyuan carried him to the empty table next to the window sill: "Go and play on one side, don't break the rest."

"Oh." The little fat man responded obediently, lying on the table and swinging his short legs, "Master, can I get on top of all these?"

The master is so kind. He has prepared so many bodies for him. There are at least eighty or ninety clay dolls here. He will take turns from now on. Today he will be a male clay doll, and tomorrow he will be a female clay doll.

If you want to be a boy, be a boy, if you want to be a girl, be a girl, hehe.

"Of course not."

Jiang Fuyuan cruelly interrupted the wonderful life in his fantasy: "These clay dolls are going to the ghost market."

The number of ghost items they brought from the Bozhou Ghost Market was limited, and they sold one less item. If they wanted to continue the business of reselling ghost items, they had to find the Jingzhou Ghost Market to purchase them.

It is obviously unrealistic to rely on her or Xiaopang to find a highly hidden ghost market in the huge Jingzhou, so these numerous and unobtrusive clay dolls are the best little helpers.

Jiang Fuyuan took out the yellow paper and cinnabar, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then picked up his pen and drew yellow talismans that were half the size of normal talisman seals.

The little fat clay doll squatted in front of the painted yellow talisman and looked at it for a long time, but did not understand what talisman Jiang Fuyuan drew this time.

He asked tentatively: "Master, is this talisman to repel clay dolls newly invented by you?"

"No, it's the animal training charm you've seen."

Xiaopang:! ! !An animal training charm that works wonders against mad dogs?Use it to drive clay dolls?
"This... can it work?"

"Why not?" Jiang Fuyuan drew the last talisman, picked it up and shook it to speed up the evaporation of the cinnabar water. "One pass, one pass, it's called the Puppet Training Talisman now."

Feeling that the talisman paper was almost dry, she picked up a clay doll, stuffed the rolled talisman paper through the hole at the sole of the clay doll's foot, and then patted the clay doll's Tianling Cap.

"The decision is yours, get up, my clay puppet team!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clay idol stuffed with talismans suddenly came to life. It changed from a sitting position to a standing position, and stood obediently on the edge of the window sill.

Xiaopang: ...This is what people say, "If you know the secrets of talismans, you will make ghosts and gods jump."

Next, Jiang Fuyuan followed the same method and stuffed the remaining clay dolls into the puppet training charms one by one. After a while, a group of clay dolls with nimble hands and feet lined up by the window sill. They even spontaneously arranged themselves in order from tallest to shortest. , looks particularly pleasing to the eye.

Everything is ready, just waiting for dark.

Jiang Fuyuan planned to spend all the afternoon sleeping. She was busy until midnight last night and got up early in the morning. She was very sleepy.

Just as he was about to undress, there was a knock on the door again. It was Uncle Zhao who came to the door with two huge three-layer food boxes.

"Daughter-in-law Xuesheng, my old lady made too much food, so I thought of sending it to you and the babies."

Uncle Zhao smiled kindly, and without waiting for Jiang Fuyuan to refuse, he directly squeezed in with two large food boxes on his shoulders.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked around to find the cubs: "Where are the dolls? Why don't you see the dolls? My old lady is best at making sweet cakes. The dolls must like it..."

The two Zaizai were attracted by his voice. They poked their heads out of the back room and found it was Uncle Zhao. They both shouted, "Hello, Grandpa Zhao."

"Hey, dear, come here and see what grandpa has brought for you."

Two food boxes were spread out on top of each other, and all kinds of exquisite food were spread on the stone table in the courtyard. Among them, the two large plates of honey-glazed lotus root slices were particularly eye-catching.

As if he were at home, Uncle Zhao consciously carried the two cubs onto the stone bench and rolled up their sleeves to avoid getting dirty.

Seeing Jiang Fuyuan still standing at the door, he waved with a smile: "Xue Sheng, come quickly, the lotus root slices won't taste good when they get cold."

The main reason is the general's enthusiasm, which must be felt by his wife!
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