Chapter 1455 This person's characters are too hard
This person is the clan leader of Xuefeng Village.
"What's going on? Why did you bring them to my Dharma hall?" The patriarch glanced at his son angrily.
"Dad! This man said he wants you to cast the Snow Mountain Curse and take a look at his past and present lives." The son of the patriarch told the patriarch the truth.
The patriarch glanced at him lightly, and said to Fang Xiaoyu with a proud look on his face: "Boy, you must be a foreigner!"
"Yes!" Fang Xiaoyu answered truthfully.
"Since you have something to ask for from me, let's worship the ancestors and ancestors in front of the altar first." The patriarch's eyes were full of disdain, and he didn't take Fang Xiaoyu seriously at all.
Fang Xiaoyu nodded, took a stick of incense, and bowed to the statue of the Patriarch in front of the altar. As soon as he bent down, he saw a gust of wind passing by, and with a "crash", the Patriarch fell down inexplicably.
"Ah...how could this happen?"
"Is this kid's horoscope so big that even the Patriarch can't bear to pay homage to him?"
The patriarch and his son were both startled and stared at Fang Xiaoyu with wide eyes in surprise.
Shan Meizi's father and the bald man were only a little surprised, but their emotions were quite stable. This was the result they had expected.
Seeing the statue of his ancestor, he bowed casually and it fell down. Fang Xiaoyu felt secretly happy in his heart.
Didn't the patriarch's son want him to bow down? It was time to bow down all the portraits in this room.
He smiled knowingly and bowed to the portrait on the other side of the altar.
Soon there was another "crash" sound, and several portraits on the wall fell down like taking off their clothes.
"After praying to the east, pray to the south." Fang Xiaoyu turned around and prepared to pray again.
This scene frightened the patriarch and his son, and they stepped forward to persuade him.
"Hey! Boy, you can't worship anymore." The patriarch's son stood in front of Fang Xiaoyu.
The patriarch was also frightened. He supported Fang Xiaoyu with his hands and urged in a trembling voice: "Master, you can't worship me! If you worship me again, you will destroy my altar."
"It's okay. After praying to the west and south, you're done." Fang Xiaoyu smiled softly and bowed again. Soon, there was another clattering sound, and the portraits of the ancestors on the west fell down without exception.
.Even the tablets of ancestors and ancestors under the portraits have been toppled down one after another.
Seeing this embarrassing scene, the patriarch was so scared that he was sweating. He immediately knelt down in front of Fang Xiaoyu and begged Fang Xiaoyu for mercy.
"Exalted Master, I beg you. You can't worship. You must not worship again. If you continue to worship, my Dharma Hall will not be saved."
"Okay, I won't bow." Old patriarch Fang Xiaoyu helped him up and said with a smile: "Patriarch, next, can you cast a snow mountain curse for me?"
"Yes, it must be possible. Let's wait until I finish the altar! Now my ancestors are still lying on the ground! I have to help them up!" the old patriarch replied with a sigh,
Immediately he knelt down and worshiped in front of the altar, chanting something.
"Please all the ancestors and ancestors of all generations, please forgive me. This is not what I want this master to worship, it is what he wants to worship!" The old patriarch was so angry that he burst into tears and slapped himself in the face.
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"Dad, what are you doing! The worst we can do is hang up these portraits again. Why do you have to beat yourself up!" The patriarch's son persuaded his father in confusion.
The patriarch yelled at his son angrily: "Oh! You bastard. You have caused a big disaster today."
While he picked up the portrait and the tablet and hung them up again, he whispered softly in his mouth, confessing to his ancestors and ancestors.
After chatting for a while, he saw the clan leader and lit three incense sticks. After kneeling for a while, he carefully looked at the half-burned incense.
After watching for a long time, the old patriarch sighed deeply, sat down on the ground and said: "It's over. The ancestor told me with the incense book that we have caused a big disaster. Next, we have to do it in front of the altar.
It will take seven, seven, forty-nine days of repentance to stop.”
Seeing his father confessing in front of the altar, weeping profusely. The patriarch's son directed his anger towards Fang Xiaoyu.
He turned around angrily and yelled at Fang Xiaoyu: "Boy, it's all your fault. I think you are just a broom star. You brought our father's dharma hall into this state. Please pay for it!"
"Shut up!" As soon as the patriarch's son finished speaking, the patriarch shouted at him.
He pointed at his son and cursed loudly: "You bastard. You are so ignorant. You don't even think about it with your pig head. Even the ancestor would not dare to accept him. How many people have to be worshiped by him?"
What a tough character! Why don't you kneel down quickly and admit your mistake to our ancestors and ancestors."
The son of the patriarch was unwilling, but reluctantly knelt down in front of the statues of his ancestors and ancestors and began to repent.
After the two confessed, they turned around and worshiped Fang Xiaoyu.
"Hey! Patriarch, don't be like this, I can't bear such a big gift!"
Fang Xiaoyu quickly stretched out his hand to support the patriarch and said with a smile on his face: "Chief, please help me cast the Snow Mountain Curse quickly! If it's convenient, help me take a look at my past and present lives."
"Okay! I'll ask Xiang to cast the Snow Mountain Curse on you right away."
After the clan leader said this, he cast the Snow Mountain Curse in front of the altar with a solemn expression.
Fang Xiaoyu placed the long-drought rainwater in the jade Guanyin bottle in front of the altar.
The patriarch personally asked the gods to recite a mantra, and began to cast the Snow Mountain Mantra on the jade Guanyin bottle. As the mantra was activated, Fang Xiaoyu observed with his eyes that bursts of glazed golden light were emitted around the jade Guanyin bottle.
The water in the jade Guanyin bottle was filled with waves of blue glass cyclones, which showed the power of this old Taoist's mantra.
"Okay, the water in this bottle has been successfully cast a spell, and it can be guaranteed to be good for seven to forty-nine days." The patriarch smiled and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "This water, whether it is used for drinking or cooking, tastes great.
It is excellent. Of course, no one would waste it like this. It is usually used to treat illnesses and reduce fevers. It is particularly effective in treating throat inflammation. Of course, if this holy water is used to make bone elder water, the power will be doubled."
"Thank you, old mage!"
Fang Xiaoyu happily put away the jade Guanyin bottle. The perfect Tianlong holy water was made in this way. Next, he can take this water and the best fungus to participate in the national food competition, and select the brand Lotus Fragrance for the state banquet
And struggle.
However, Fang Xiaoyu didn't want to leave so quickly.
He knew that the old patriarch could see past and present lives, so he decided to ask the old man to talk about his past and future. The main purpose was to ask about Jiufeng's relevant information.
Thinking of this, he smiled and said to the old patriarch: "Old patriarch, I want you to help me take a look at my past and present lives." (To be continued)