The so-called Mr. Yin and Yang is a special profession among the people, which has many meanings. They do not belong to any sect, they are just ordinary people. However, because they have special skills, they kill demons and demons among the people. It can be said that
He is a folk spirit exorcist. The origin of this profession is very ancient. In the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, because monsters would inevitably appear in troubled times, there were the most weird things at that time. In contrast, during the Republic of China, Mr. Yin Yang was also the master.
The most glorious era of this profession.
Many famous people came from that era. Of course, this is just the story Uncle Jiu told me. Otherwise, in this harmonious society, how could I know such reactionary things. It was not until after liberation that due to the special nature of this profession,
Mr. Yin-Yang and those who dance the magic are all labeled as witch doctors and magic men. They have become negative examples of reactionary and anti-scientific education and are paraded around the streets to criticize. Many of the Mr. Yin-Yang who have real abilities are elderly people.
, just think about it, it is difficult for them to withstand this kind of torture.
After ten years of catastrophe, there are not many Yin Yang Masters left in China, and many folk stunts have been lost. Later, when I thought about it carefully, this is actually the best ending, because after all, this high-tech era has already
There is no need for such a profession involving gods and ghosts, and anything involving gods and ghosts will be classified as feudal superstition.
In fact, there is another reason why these ancient folk professions are regarded as superstitious, and that is the deception and deception of some shameless people. They pretend to be 'sir' and use their sharp tongue and some deceitful methods.
Swindling people out of their money. After all, there are only a few people who know the true skills, but there are many scammers.
Uncle Jiu once told me that the yin and yang gentlemen in the same family are divided into two factions. One is the orthodox yin and yang gentlemen called the "White Sect", and the other is the liars who live by their mouths called the "Landao".
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Although after the revolution, the motherland has developed vigorously and there is no trace of Mr. Yin and Yang of the "White School" anymore, a harmonious society will always have liars. In addition, the current social pressure is very high, resulting in many people in the upper class
People have become keen on fortune-telling, so in the past few years, "Landao" scammers have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. In order not to be harmed by the society, they usually open shops to make a living on weekdays, but secretly they do
It's an act of deceiving gods and ghosts.
Sadly, Uncle Wen, the owner of the Fu Ze Tang restaurant where I worked, turned out to be an out-and-out old Landao. On my first day at work, he called me into the back room.
He had a long conversation with me all morning, and he taught me the ropes of this business, and how to cooperate with his deceptive methods. This really surprised me, as I didn’t expect that I, an authentic descendant of the "White Sect", was now working for someone.
A "Landao" old magician works part-time.
Looking at Uncle Wen's wretched look, I had an idea in my mind that I didn't want to continue working here. Because Uncle Jiu once clearly asked me to swear not to use my own skills to defraud people of their money. If I stayed
Isn’t this a slap in the face for oneself?
But if I don't do it, won't I go back to my otaku life? Am I going to do those jobs that pay me $150 a month? It's scary to think about it.
So I secretly made up my mind and decided to just do it here now. After all, it was Uncle Wen, the old bastard, who was deceiving people, not me. What's more, if I find someone who is really 'hysterical' here, I can secretly help him.
They, in this case, did not insult Uncle Jiu's reputation. When I thought of Uncle Jiu, I decided not to tell him where I was working now, otherwise, he would be furious and I would not get any good results.
Speaking of Uncle Wen, an old magician, after my observation over the past few days, I found that he really has the ability to deceive gods and ghosts. Many people come here to ask him for help with fortune telling, land selection, and evil spirits.
Those who came to answer their doubts were stunned for a moment, and I couldn't help but sigh. I have to say that this is an awesome skill.
At first I was a little uncomfortable with this kind of deceitful life, but after more than a month, I slowly adapted to it, because most of the people who came to see Uncle Wen were rich people and high-ranking officials. They
They usually do a lot of shady things, so when something strange happens, they think it's ghosts and gods, but in fact it's entirely their psychology.
To be honest, I look down on such people very much. I don’t think there is anything wrong with Uncle Wen making money from them. Because these so-called high-ranking officials and so-called rich people usually don’t know how many poor people need their help in society.
But they didn't care, but they were willing to spend tens of thousands to buy a Buddha statue for themselves without blinking an eye. They deserved to be deceived by Uncle Wen.
In fact, Uncle Wen is pretty good to me. After I became familiar with him, I basically had no taboos in front of him. Moreover, when he was playing Landlords, I was often there to help him read cards. Uncle Wen seemed to look down on me.
It's quite pleasing to the eye, after all, I'm pretty smart. And I'm also very talkative. He said I look a lot like him when he was young.
And Uncle Wen only had one request for me, and that was the only store rule: "You must not have any contact with the people in the 'Yifu Pavilion' opposite."
I'm very surprised why Uncle Wen looked bitter and resentful when he mentioned the 'Yi Fu Pavilion' across the street, gnashing his teeth, as if the people in the 'Yi Fu Pavilion' owed him hundreds of thousands and hadn't paid back.
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But looking at Uncle Wen's appearance, I couldn't ask the reason. Anyway, I go to work every day and it's actually very leisurely. Uncle Wen said that in this business, there is no such thing as a clerk or a shopkeeper. Uncle Wen asked me:
, your position here is that of an apprentice, study hard, and you will be able to make a living on your own when you complete your studies.
I dealt with him on the surface, but deep down I couldn't help but despise him from the bottom of my heart. You must know that I have real skills, unlike you, who can only do tricks and ventriloquism.
In fact, days like this are relatively leisurely, because basically my day's work is to clean the house and buy ingot candles and other things from the wholesale market. After Uncle Jiu flips these things around with his hands, I can basically sell them for more than the cost.
Twenty times the price. I really admire him for this.
So I lived here without incident for several months, until almost December, something happened, and this incident was like an opportunity, which indirectly affected the rest of my life.
It was an afternoon. After having lunch, Uncle Wen and I had nothing to do, so we sat next to Uncle Jiu and watched him play Landlord. The afternoon sun gave people a very lazy feeling. After watching it for a while, I unknowingly
I was a little sleepy, so when Uncle Jiu wasn't paying attention, I slipped behind the cash register, put my face on my hands and fell into a dazed sleep.
But before I could sleep well, the door suddenly opened, and a woman holding a child walked in, with a cold air. You must know that it is cold now, and the woman wearing a down jacket held her bag tightly.
The little boy. The child's face was red from the cold.
When I took a look, they looked familiar, as if I had seen them somewhere. The woman walked into the store and asked me, "Excuse me, is Mr. Wen here?"
It seems that this is another rich man who came to Uncle Wen for help. I thought, so I shouted to Uncle Wen who was playing Landlord in the back room: "We have guests!"
As soon as Uncle Wen heard that there was business coming to his door, he immediately walked out, put on a very profound expression, and said to the woman: "What do you want to buy? There are all kinds of gods in the shop."
Who would have thought that the woman actually burst into tears when she saw Uncle Wen. She said, "Mr. Wen, I was introduced by Manager Zhang of our unit. They all say you are special. Please save my child!"
!" After she finished speaking, she knelt down in front of Uncle Wen.
Uncle Wen and I quickly helped her up and asked her what was going on. The woman asked Uncle Wen: "Can your back room be used?"
Uncle Wen knew that she must have some inconvenience, so he nodded, so we went to the back room, which was Uncle Wen's bedroom. The woman untied the blanket and clothes from the child.
Then let the child's back face to us.
Uncle Wen and I looked up, and it turned out that it didn't matter. It was killing me! I almost vomited. I saw what looked like a tumor growing on the ribs on the right side of the child's back.
, purple-brown, covered with bloodshot eyes. The most important thing is that the tumor looks exactly like a human face. It has a nose and a mouth, and its eyes are closed tightly. It trembles with the child's breathing, as if there is something wrong with it.
Life is ordinary.
This thing is so weird! The first time I saw this kind of thing, it was just like the scene in a horror movie! Looking at the little boy who had difficulty breathing, I suddenly remembered that a few months ago I
I saw them on the bus when I was going to school to hand in my paper! This guy was the little fat guy who was eating steamed buns and craving for me at that time!
When I look at this child at this time, he still looks a little bit fat. To be exaggerated, he is almost skinny and skinny. No wonder I didn't recognize them just now.
It seems that this time things will no longer be ordinary. I concentrated on looking at the child's forehead. It was already full of black energy. The fire energy on his body was pitifully weak. You know, fire energy is the basis of human survival. If a person's
If the fire energy is very weak, then he will most likely suffer from diseases, and if he is unlucky, he will often see ghosts.
Now this little fat man is very weak. If he doesn't find a way to save him, he may not live for two days. Uncle Wen was obviously frightened by the disgusting tumor on the child's back. He hurriedly said to the woman
Said: "Don't worry, tell me what's going on, maybe I can help you."
So the woman put on the child's clothes again, sat on the stool, hugged the child, and told the whole story of this strange thing while sobbing.