"Uncle Ding, what did the Public Security Bureau say?"
Uncle Ding told me that after he went to the Public Security Bureau to talk to his friend the director about the situation, the director happily told Uncle Ding that this was the biggest gift in the New Year.
It turns out that the director will be transferred to the provincial department in a while, and the former deputy director will be qualified for the post of director.
The deputy director has been with him for many years and has always been his good assistant. Many people privately say that the deputy director can do the job of director, which is a complete flattery.
This is also because the director usually personally directs major cases and does not give the deputy director too many opportunities to perform.
He knows the abilities of the deputy director better than anyone else. He is definitely qualified for the position of director. What he lacks is a convincing case.
Recently, the city is vigorously cracking down on fake Taoist priests and monks who commit fraud. Although some small fish and shrimps have been caught, they are all just cheating. They were detained for a few days and given education before being released.
The case Uncle Ding mentioned involved a huge amount of money and was committed by a cross-regional gang. If this case is completed, it will be regarded as a great achievement.
It just so happened that the deputy director was given full authority to handle the case. With his credit for this case, he would be qualified to be the director and could stop some people's mouths.
The director called the deputy director and told him to cooperate fully with Uncle Ding. The deputy director laughed and said that the fortune teller said that he would meet a noble person after the new year, which was indeed true at all.
"You guys have had a meal and taken a nap. Wang Shi made an appointment with that man to meet at Lao Deng's warehouse at five o'clock in the afternoon. It's still early."
Uncle Ding told us that the room next to the office is a lounge with a sofa where you can take a nap. He usually works too late, so he will spend the night in the lounge.
We set off from the warehouse at four o'clock sharp and arrived at Deng Deyou's warehouse at four forty.
At this time, there was a long table placed in the yard at the entrance of Deng Deyou's warehouse. In the center of the long table was a whole pig's head. On both sides of the pig's head were various fruits and pastries piled up into hills.
By visual inspection, there were more than thirty men wearing light-colored Taoist uniforms, sitting in a circle around the altar. One of the men should be their leader, pointing at Deng Deyou and Wang Shi, and seemed to be unsure about the number of sacrifices.
satisfy.
"It seems that the real owner hasn't come yet."
Chujiu curled his lips and showed a weird smile, saying that they were all wearing Taoist uniforms and the protagonists hadn’t appeared yet, so we were in no hurry to get off the bus.
Uncle Ding nodded in agreement. It wasn't until Deng Deyou saw our car that he got out of the car and walked to the warehouse.
"Chujiu is right. The Taoist priest hasn't come here yet. These are his disciples who came first and are responsible for building the altar."
After a while, Uncle Ding returned to the car and told us that it was estimated that this ritual would take some time. The little Taoist priest in the lead emphasized many times that this was a big ritual and it would take a lot of his master's skills.
There is no evil spirit that cannot be saved in three or four hours.
At five o'clock, there were more and more people outside the warehouse wall. They were all from nearby villages, and they came to see the excitement after hearing the news.
Just as I was staring at the driving time meter on Uncle Ding's car, a black Blue Bird sedan drove quickly on the opposite road.
The car stopped at the gate of the warehouse, and three young men wearing Taoist uniforms got out of the back seat. The three men stood beside the car and respectfully opened the passenger door.
The young Taoist priest who got off the car, wearing a Taoist robe, a Taoist priest's crown, and Shifang shoes, saluted the onlookers and recited a Taoist number.
One of the Taoist boys standing aside respectfully handed the peach wood sword on the cart to the young Taoist priest.
The young Taoist priest picked up the mahogany sword, muttered something in his mouth, and danced it towards the sky above the warehouse. Suddenly, smoke filled the roof of the warehouse.
The crowd of onlookers let out a burst of exclamation. There was an older man who was surprised and said the magic method.
"You are really willing to spend a lot of money. You have to use a mountain of dry ice. How did you climb up to such a high place?"
Chujiu just took one look and began to reveal the reason for the mist. Uncle Ding laughed and said that the fake Taoist priest looked more like a Taoist priest than Chujiu, the real Taoist priest.
The young Taoist priest was surrounded by several Taoist boys. When he walked into the warehouse gate, he glanced at us and probably spotted Uncle Ding's luxury car.
"Holy crap! Guo Guo, how could it be him?"
"Fang Liqun?"
Chujiu and I had guessed the identity of the false Taoist and guessed many results, except that we didn't guess that it was Fang Liqun.
"What? Do you know each other?"
Uncle Ding looked puzzled. The young Taoist priest looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
"Of course we know him. Guoguo beat him up in the hospital some time ago."
Chu Jiu covered his face with his hands as he couldn't laugh or cry. He thought he was an expert who could compete with him, but he didn't expect it to be this guy.
"Uncle Ding, don't look at it. You have indeed seen the one who picked on me at Boss Deng's daughter's birthday party."
After I reminded him, Uncle Ding suddenly remembered that it was difficult to connect the Taoist priest in front of him with the young man who did not dare to look up at him.
"Uncle Ding, Chujiu and I won't get out of the car. I'm afraid that our going down will affect his acting skills. How is the operation going at the Public Security Bureau?"
Uncle Ding didn't answer me. He looked around at the crowd in the warehouse. It wasn't until he saw a young man with a sleek hairstyle that he said with a smile:
"It seems that the arrangements have been made. If you don't want to go down, just stay in the car for now while I go down to see the excitement."
Uncle Ding got out of the car and walked to the yard, lay down and said something in Deng Deyou's ear. Deng Deyou stared at Fang Liqun calmly.
Fang Liqun, wearing Taoist attire, walked proudly to the altar table and stretched out his hand towards the Taoist boy beside him.
I saw the Taoist boy taking out an incense burner from the bag he was traveling with, and loudly explaining the origin of the incense burner to the crowd around him. It was the only one in the world that was used by a certain ancestor.
"The auspicious time has come, let's open the altar for rituals. Please, Senior Brother, set up a group of Taoists to preside over it!"
The Taoist boy shouted at the top of his lungs, and the surroundings were silent for a moment. Fang Liqun walked at an indescribable pace, waving his mahogany sword, and swung back and forth to the altar.
Fang Liqun lit three incense sticks, bowed to the four gods in a formal manner, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
"Lord Immeasurable Life! Everything in the world has cause and effect. The reason for the ghosts in Deng's treasure land is that the cause and effect of the previous life has not been settled. Originally, Deng could not survive this tribulation smoothly. Fortunately, God has the virtue of good life, and he encounters poor people and poor people.
I am willing to spend ten years of my energy to help lay people overcome this disaster."
Fang Liqun recited a number, and said it in a mysterious manner. The onlookers listened even more mysteriously, and from time to time they pointed at Deng Deyou and others.
"The poor Taoist will cast spells to pray for God and pray for peace for layman Deng and all the fellow villagers."
Fang Liqun said this, looking around, and the onlookers shouted happily. After Fang Liqun winked at the Taoist boys behind him, he closed his eyes and began to cast spells.
Several Taoist boys took out the merit box from nowhere, held it in front of them, and walked towards the onlookers.
"I'll go! Is this okay? Guo Guo, Fang Liqun is so shameless!"
Fang Liqun grabbed a handful of paper money on the altar table and threw it into the air. Then his lips moved slightly, and the Taoist boys sitting around the altar table began to chant incantations.
"The way of heaven is destined but has no accumulation, so all things are created; the way of the emperor is destined but there is no accumulation, so the world returns; the way of the holy is destined but there is no accumulation, so the sea is governed. The light is in the sky, the connection is in the saint, the six connections and the four openings are in the emperor
The virtue of virtue is self-acting, and there is no one who is not quiet! The quietness of the saint is not just quiet, but it is also good, so it is quiet. There is nothing that can scratch the heart, so it is still. When water is still, the beard and eyebrows will be bright, and the beard will be flat.
It's accurate, the great craftsman has learned the method. The water is still and clear, but also the spirit! The heart of the saint is still! It is a mirror of heaven and earth, and a mirror of all things."
"Ouch, you're laughing so hard. After working so hard, I thought it was some kind of spell. It turned out to be the Heavenly Way chapter of the Nam Hua Sutra. I bet they don't even understand what it means."
On Chujiu, listening to the Taoist boys reciting in a sutra-like tone, he leaned forward and backward with laughter.
"South China Sutra?"
When I heard these three words, I always felt that they sounded very familiar, but I couldn’t remember where I had seen them before.
Chujiu stopped laughing, rolled his eyes at me, and asked me disgustedly how I got into college, and casually reminded me of "Xiaoyaoyou".
I suddenly remembered that the teacher once taught the "Nanhua Sutra", also known as "Zhuangzi". There are thirty-three chapters in total, with a total of 65,000 words. I have studied one of them "Xiaoyaoyou" in the high school text.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. With the back of a Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles it has. When it flies in anger, its wings are as big as
The clouds hanging down from the sky are birds, and the sea transports will migrate to Nanming. Those in Nanming are the Tianchi."
I recited a few lines from "Xiaoyaoyou" casually, and Chujiu shook his head and said I had recited it wrong.
After much deliberation, I realized that it was impossible to memorize it incorrectly. This paragraph was the key point. The teacher had asked us to memorize it by heart, and even recited it silently many times.
Chujiu raised the corners of his mouth with a wicked smile, told me that there was another version of "Xiaoyaoyou", and casually started to recite it.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in an iron pot. It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back requires two barbecue grills."
Chujiu touched his forehead and looked at me with an aggrieved face, saying that I had no sense of humor.
"Don't make trouble! You want to be beaten again, don't you? Enjoy the show."
I pointed to the roadside outside the car window. Three Taoist boys holding merit boxes had already deceived themselves from the crowd and headed back.
According to my observation, wherever the Taoist boy walked, people would more or less take out some money and stuff it into the merit box. I saw even the policeman mixed in the crowd stuffed five yuan into the merit box.
For an hour, except for Fang Liqun occasionally grabbing paper money and throwing it into the air, he spent the rest of the time reciting the so-called mantra.
It can be heard that they have indeed put in the effort as mentioned on the ninth day of the month, memorizing the two chapters of the Nanhua Sutra to the Tao Te Ching.
Just saying this makes me feel inferior. I can memorize the 5,162 words of the Tao Te Ching.
I really can’t memorize the three chapters of the Nam Hua Sutra: The Way of Heaven, Heaven and Earth, and Heaven’s Destiny.
Chujiu saw my embarrassment and laughed and said that the requirements for being a fake Taoist priest are so high now. If you apply for a job with our level, you will probably be rejected.