The method taught by the crazy old man, without the perspective of future generations, can be seen as an evil method. It is no different from the monsters in movies, TV shows and novels of later generations, at least that's what Chen Yuan thinks.
Requires a lot of blood food.
How can I have so much money... I bought a few chickens and ducks in Funiu Town in the past few days, which cost me half a month's wages. I don't know what year or month it has been since I went to higher places.
No matter how hard it is, people will eventually walk out of it, and there will always be a way to find a way when the time comes.
Chen Yuan looked away from the wood carving and bowed respectfully to the second master, "I am the only one who bows to you in this world. Please protect me."
At this time, the talking outside stopped, and Old Man Zhao took his senior brother and others back to the room, telling them to rest early and not to interfere with the Liu family's affairs.
As soon as the old man left, the senior brother who just lay down opened his eyes, then sat up and called the second and third children. As for Chen Yuan, he chose to ignore it.
"You may have noticed that the foreigner is totally helpless at the moment. Maybe, our chance will come."
San'er was a little worried. Thinking of what happened to the Wang family, she shrank her feet under the quilt.
"What if there is really a ghost? We are not experts, why don't we risk our lives?"
"I think the member is just suspicious. I can't say that his son is suffering from some strange disease. If it doesn't work, let's follow the example of the fake Taoist priest and fool him and get a hundred taels. How many days can we live a good life?"
"But what should we do if we really have a master in our theater troupe? If he does bad things in the name of a master, he cannot be blamed on us."
"Who in the theater troupe looks like a master? Those mud-legged guys? Well, the idiot sleeping over there? Or the class leader? He's just a money-grubbing old man. With what he has, he's still here to run the theater troupe?"
The man was telling the truth, and the remaining two people coughed and got into bed.
When he saw the door, old man Zhao came over for no apparent reason. He was standing at the window wearing a single coat with an ugly expression on his face, and waved to Senior Brother.
"come out."
"Yes, Master."
The eldest brother got out of bed with a sad face, followed Old Man Zhao outside with his head drooped, and was yelled at and cursed all over.
The night wind penetrated into the house, and the flame of the oil lamp standing on the ground swayed slightly.
Chen Yuan looked at the dome and his belly was rising and falling slightly against the quilt. Between his slightly parted lips, he was breathing fast and slow, practicing breathing in and out.
He paid no attention to the shouting and cursing outside. He was thinking about the Soul-Educing Talisman in his mind. He only knew a few words from the book. If he went by what the book said, some evil spirits would come to claim his life.
'The affairs of the Liu family have nothing to do with me, and the people behind the scenes have no grudges against me, so there is no need to just sit here and worry about it, just go to sleep.'
Having figured it out, Chen Yuan regained his strength, closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep. On the morning of the next day, Mr. Zhao arranged for the three senior brothers to practice gongs and drums in the front yard and sing lyrics on the stage. Chen Yuan was stuffed.
Paper and pen, let him write a few good plays, or make some head sculptures to replace.
Because of last night's vision, Liu Yuanwai and his wife were extremely enthusiastic towards the troupe. They entertained Chen Yuan and others with good tea and delicious food, but they really didn't have much to say. After all, they didn't know where their identities were.
Who was the master last night? The two sides were mostly talking about which wood carving show to perform tonight.
"Master Zhao, this is the best. It's a play full of yang energy. It can't be said that the yang energy is prevalent. It will drive away the gloomy air in the courtyard and my son will wake up."
"That's exactly what it means."
Old Man Zhao put down his chopsticks, with a burgundy look on his face. He looked at the apprentices around him drunkenly, "Don't worry, members, my troupe lacks everything except yang energy. Look at them all, they are all young and strong. If the ghost here is a female,
, there will be no return for her."
The three apprentices on both sides looked at each other quietly, stood up and agreed, holding drinks and clinking glasses with the old man opposite.
"Don't worry, members, we are more trustworthy and righteous than that fake Taoist priest!"
Chen Yuan looked at each one bragging more fiercely than the other, and sighed in his heart, isn't this looking for death? He ate a few more bites of food, listened to them bragging for a while, then stood up and left. Liu Yuan was in a good mood, and the three senior brothers were also in a good mood.
When he got excited, he waved to Chen Yuan perfunctorily and asked him to go away.
"The ignorant are fearless."
Listening to the chirping of cicadas, Chen Yuan walked through the mottled shade of trees with her hands on her hands, returned to the side yard, put a stick of incense on the Guan Gong wood carving, moved the table and chairs outside under the shade of the tree, took out the carving tools, and started carving a little
Polish the outline of the head sculpt a little bit.
Know~~
Know~~
The cool breeze blew, bringing sawdust to the table, and the summer cicadas lay on the swaying branches and chirped one after another. In the old trees not far away, the birds landed on their nests on the branches, and the chicks who were waiting for feeding kept chirping.
The sky tilts.
Chen Yuan blew the powder away and looked at the lifelike wood carvings. He yawned sadly, took a sip of the tea at hand, took out the book from his sleeve and read a series of bizarre stories.
...
Soon after, the sun set over the mountains with orange light, and the noisy streets of Qingshan County gradually became quiet. People returning home hurried past, and women calling for their children shouted loudly from the eaves.
On the dirty street, a group of children chased and played around a figure looking around with a simple and silly smile. They passed him, turned around, and jumped up and down.
"Mad man! Mad man! He has no clothes and a pair of tattered shoes showing his fingertips!"
"Mad man! Mad man! Sloppy man, annoying and neglected, ugly and dirty!"
The crunchy children were playing and shouting, and the people passing by took a look at it. Most of them were used to it, and there was nothing strange about it. Some of them were angry, so they stepped forward to scold and waved to drive these naughty children away.
When the mad man was giggling at these children, in the intertwined streets, someone walked out of the courtyard door with the lantern with the word "Dian" hanging on it. Li Yuanshan walked onto the street dressed in a gray and black robe. His gray hair and beard were filled with a formidable atmosphere.
On the roadside, a dirty, crazy old man came towards him with a sad face.
"Have you seen my disciple?"
The crazy figure came over to ask, but he pushed him back: "Get out of here -" and walked straight across the street. The crazy old man who was pushed had his messy hair pushed back.
"If you haven't seen it before, you haven't seen it before. Why do you push me..."
The sky is getting darker and darker.
Stars appeared and clouds hung in the night sky, the sound of bang bang sounded in the city, and figures beating gongs and shouting walked through the streets carrying lanterns.
"It's dry and dry, be careful about lighting, close the doors and windows, and be careful about the king next door..."
Boom~
Boom~
The watchman walked through the long street and nearby streets. A figure descended from the courtyard wall. The altar table that had been prepared was lifted out from under the covering cloth and landed in the center of the alley. The area was not far from Liu's house.
next moment
The incense candle spontaneously ignited. Li Yuanshan raised his hand and brushed it against the table, and a piece of paper with the birth date written on it fell on it. A black talisman appeared out of thin air in his hand and he pushed the paper away, "I am going to tell you, City God, listen to me.
Send an envoy quickly to seize this person!"
After he finished speaking, he pinched the magic formula and moved a little towards the black talisman.