Chapter 196 Pretending to be a ghost and trying to trick the truth
Many people say that they are materialists on the surface, but in fact they believe in things like folk Feng Shui. The richer and more powerful people are, the more they believe in it. Dad Xia Shuishui is such a person.
So when Uncle Cha proposed this idea, Xia Shuishui's father's face changed. He frowned and said: "Master Cha, I want to clarify the misunderstanding, but it's not okay to disturb our old man's rest for such a thing.
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Uncle Cha was expressionless: "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. If you want to regret it, of course you can."
Xia Shuishui's father frowned: "If I regret it now, you must think that there is something wrong with me. I mean, can there be another way? Or do you think this will work? Give me a few days and I will use my own strength.
I have local connections to help you find out about this matter."
Uncle Cha shook his head: "Don't bother. A living person may tell lies, but a dead person must tell the truth."
Xia Shuishui stamped her feet anxiously and said, "Dad! I believe you have never done those things! We are not afraid of slanted shadows when we are upright!"
"Well, that's alright. Since Shui Shui has said so, Master Zha, let's do as you say."
I was a little surprised, I didn't expect him to dare to agree.
Uncle Zha nodded and said: "In that case, I will invite Mr. Xia to come up and ask for a clear explanation. This is called overcast upper body. I need you to help me prepare a few things before the ceremony begins."
"Master Zha just gives orders."
"I want a pair of white candles, a pair of red lacquered chopsticks, a full bowl of dumpling rice, and I'm looking for half a foot of opaque black fabric."
"No problem. We have these things ready at home. Master Zha, please wait a moment."
"Shui Shui, come with me to get it."
Seeing people leaving and no one around now, I couldn't help it anymore and asked immediately:
"Uncle Cha, what's the situation now? You didn't tell me to use this trick before. Can you really call the soul of Mr. Xia up from the underworld?"
Uncle Cha made a silence gesture and whispered: "Keep your voice down, I'm afraid that the walls have ears. Calling the dead up is the skill of a person walking in the underworld or observing the underworld. I'm just a fortune teller, even if I risk losing my life.
It can be done, but it depends on the specific day and time, and a series of preparations must be made in advance, and the success rate cannot be guaranteed. Mr. Xia has been dead for a month or two, and his three souls and seven souls may have passed the Naihe Bridge long ago.
Already."
"Oh, I understand, what do you want me to do?"
"Just stay like this, later"
Ten minutes later, in the backyard.
Xia Shuishui and her father helped prepare everything. At this moment, the candle was standing on the millstone and burning. Uncle Zha was holding the coins in his hand and burning them one by one. Because of the angle, Uncle Zha's profile was almost a shadow from my perspective.
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Uncle Cha looked at Xia Shuishui's father, pointed at me and said: "There is a direct blood relationship between you father, daughter and the old man, so you can't go down, and I am not suitable. Xiaoxiang is young and energetic, and he will probably recover afterward."
It's fast, I'll let him go down there."
"Okay, just do everything as Master Cha said." Xia Shuishui's father's attitude was respectful and submissive.
Uncle Zha hummed and said, "If it's not the Xia family who wants to kill us secretly, and if you, the head of the family, are really innocent, then I will apologize to you afterwards."
Xia Shuishui's father waved his hands quickly: "Master Zha's words are serious. I just want to clarify the misunderstanding as soon as possible on behalf of the Xia family."
Uncle Cha was not talking to him, but turned around and took another pile of Ming coins from his pocket.
While burning, he recited with a serious look: "Pour rice into a white bowl and put red sticks in it. Light a lamp to keep the light on the edge of the shadow. Burn the paper into ashes and accompany it with a cigarette, leading it all the way to the underworld."
"Good man Xiang Yunfeng, kneel down."
I immediately obeyed and fell to my knees with a thud.
Uncle Zha stood in front of me holding a white candle and said: "Wearing plain clothes and filial piety robes, the deceased should remember his work on his birthday. This is the road to Huangquan, and the difference between yin and yang is only half a cent."
"Han."
I opened my mouth immediately.
Uncle Cha stuffed a copper coin into my mouth, and then covered my head with the black cloth.
Uncle Cha rang the bell he carried with him, and heard a clang! The sound of the bell was very clear, and then he heard him say loudly with great anger:
"Hold a copper coin in your mouth! Thread the hemp rope through the bell and tie it under your feet! Lie flat on the board and sleep peacefully! Return the bell as soon as possible after the incense is gone! Good man, please remember! No matter what you see! When you hear the bell, run north immediately!"
"Walk!"
Uncle Cha patted me gently on the forehead, and I immediately lowered my head.
Immediately afterwards, I lay directly on the ground, my eyes rolled white, and drool dripped from the corner of my mouth.
"Xiang Yunfeng! What's wrong with you!"
Xia Shuishui's eyes showed concern and she immediately ran over to see me.
Uncle Cha stopped him and said, "Don't worry, this is a normal phenomenon of wandering into the yin. Even if you call him now, he won't hear you. He has already gone down to find your grandpa."
From the corner of my eye, I saw the very worried look on Xia Shuishui's face, and I thought to myself: "It seems that you did not participate in the harm to me and Uncle Cha. I blamed you wrongly, but your father can't be protected. Sister, brother."
Today I will let you see what real acting skills are."
Thinking of this, I immediately began to cramp all over my body while lying on the ground, and my legs were shaking like a seal splashing in the water.
"Master Cha! Look at him!" Xia Shuishui said with frightened eyes.
Uncle Cha looked at me shaking non-stop, frowned and said, "This is a bigger reaction than I thought. You have to hold on, kid."
I kept shaking like this for a few minutes, and then I pretended to gradually fall asleep, because I couldn't shake anymore and it took too much energy.
I was holding on to the time in my mind. It wouldn't work if it was too fast, and it wouldn't work if it was too slow.
Fortunately, God seemed to be on our side. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the yard without warning. The ashes left by the burned paper money were flying in all directions, and the two white candles that were originally lit were also blown.
It was all gone in an instant.
Xia Shuishui's father took two steps forward and said excitedly: "Dad! Is it you? Dad! Are you back?"
Knowing that the time had come, I immediately stood up straight like a "zombie stand up". This trick relied purely on the strength of my waist, abdomen and legs.
At this moment, not only Xia Shuishui and her father were frightened, but Uncle Cha also seemed to be frightened by my move.
"You are?"
My voice was hoarse, I rolled my eyes and said with a smile, "I'm your father. Why don't you recognize me?"
I just happened to have learned some simple oral skills from Achun before, including the old man's voice, so now I deliberately imitated Mr. Xia's voice, which is still somewhat similar.
Xia Shuishui's father knelt down in front of me with a bang.
He did not dare to raise his head and said in a trembling voice: "Dad! My son is unworthy! My son disturbed your old man's rest!"
I imitated Mr. Xia's tone of voice and said, "My time is limited, and I came here today to tell you that you are the head of the family and cannot do such ungrateful things. Otherwise, I won't trust you to hand over the Xia family to you.
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"What you did before, you must be honest and explain everything to Master Cha."
"I!"
Xia Shuishui's father said with a trembling voice: "Dad! I have a request!"
"Yes, you can tell me."
His face turned pale, he looked up at me and said, "Dad, I want to hear you call me my nickname."
I was stunned and immediately thought to myself: "What the hell! How the hell do I know your nickname! Is your name Shitou? Goudan'er? Shit Dan'er? Or Tiedan'er?"
"What's wrong, dad, don't you even remember my nickname?"
When I heard this, I was so nervous that I swallowed hard and thought about countermeasures quickly in my mind.
