Finding that the car's route was not out of the city, Xia Xiaoyu looked at Qiu Yuchen curiously, "Yuchen, aren't we going back to Shencheng today?"
Qiu Yuchen's lips curved slightly, "It's hard for us to be alone, so we won't go back to the provincial capital today."
"Then you are mine tonight?" Xia Xiaoyu said with a smirk.
Qiu Yuchen's face turned red and he spat: "My mind is full of bad things."
"Haha, where are we going now?" Xia Xiaoyu became serious.
"When I went to a Buddhist amulet shop, my college classmate said that many wealthy people from Kyoto came to this Buddhist amulet shop in Xuhui to ask for Buddhist amulets. It was very effective." I had always wanted to give something to Xia Xiaoyu, and happened to meet my college roommate in Kyoto a while ago.
After making a phone call and learning about this matter, Qiu Yuchen decided to ask for a Buddhist amulet to give to his beloved to keep him safe.
Xia Xiaoyu smiled but said nothing, feeling really heavy in his heart.
Recalling what happened between Bai Jianjia and the Mi family, he felt that there was someone behind Qiu Yuchen's sudden decision that was adding fuel to the flames.
The car made twists and turns in the city, and finally came to a very hidden alley.
The entire Hutong buildings are very old and incompatible with the high-rise buildings outside.
Because the alley is too narrow, cars can only park outside first.
The two got out of the car and walked into the alley.
Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from around the corner, and a woman wearing a black mask quickly entered a wooden door on the left.
Xia Xiaoyu frowned slightly, why did that figure look so much like Yang Yizhen's apprentice Situ Yue.
Although it was just a one-time encounter last time, the figure of the other party was still imprinted in his mind.
"Where is that Buddhist amulet shop?" Xia Xiaoyu asked.
"That's where the lady wearing the mask went in just now," Qiu Yuchen said.
Xia Xiaoyu instinctively felt something strange.
The two came to the wooden door and saw that it was ajar. They stepped forward to push the door open, and suddenly a ringing bell came from inside.
Only then did Xia Xiaoyu notice that there was a red line above the wooden door that connected a copper bell in the distance.
Qiu Yuchen just pushed the door and pulled the red wire, which triggered the bell.
Soon a pretty girl came out. When she saw Qiu Yuchen and Xia Xiaoyu, her glasses lit up and she politely greeted them in.
Glancing at the various runes carved on the walls of the courtyard, Xia Xiaoyu suddenly remembered the contents of the Sanskrit Sutra.
There were several similarities that reminded him of the 'Poison' chapter in the Medicine Master's Sutra.
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise, and I can find clues to the Love Gu here.
Follow the little girl and walk along the narrow path from the yard. In the backyard is a two-story building that occupies a large area.
The building is dilapidated and quaint, and the two red painted pillars in front of the door are fully engraved with Sanskrit.
The little girl asked the two of them to wait. She stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door. After a while, a low response came from inside.
Signing for the two of them to follow, the little girl took the initiative to open the door and led them in.
The scent of sandalwood hit my face, and the room was filled with Buddha statues for worship.
The dim light makes people feel depressed as soon as they enter.
Pulling off the runes hanging on her head, the little girl carefully walked to the middle of the hall.
An old woman with gray hair, her back turned to the three people, was sitting on the broken ball and chanting sutras.
"Long Po, they are here." The little girl said softly.
"Well, let them wait." Luang Po's voice was very low.
The little girl nodded and returned, signaling Qiu Yuchen and the others to wait.
When the little girl left, only the vague sound of Luang Phor's chanting was left in the entire hall.
Qiu Yuchen stood there and didn't dare to look down, because the Buddha statues placed on the left and right looked so ferocious that it really didn't make people feel safe at all.
About twenty minutes passed before Luang Phor slowly turned around.
It was a face full of wrinkles, and under the pale face were unattractive features. If it weren't for the special characteristics of her body, Xia Xiaoyu wouldn't even realize she was a woman.
"You two have come from afar, welcome, welcome." Luang Po clasped his hands together.
Qiu Yuchen and Xia Xiaoyu responded politely.
Luang Po pointed to the futon in front of him and said, "Please sit down, both of you."
Xia Xiaoyu noticed that Long Po's extended hand was smooth and slender, not like the hands of an old man at all.
No wonder I felt weird as soon as I came in. It seems that everything here is made up to deceive others.
"Master, I was introduced by someone and wanted to ask for a piece of Long Po Liu to protect my boyfriend from disasters." Qiu Yuchen cares about Xia Xiaoyu. Nowadays, there are undercurrents among the big families in the provincial capital. She is afraid that something will happen to Xia Xiaoyu, so she
After getting the news about the Buddha amulet while chatting with my classmates, I hurried over.
"Oh? Is it for him?" Long Po looked at Xia Xiaoyu.
"Yes." Qiu Yuchen nodded.
Long Po looked at Xia Xiaoyu carefully, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
She moved her hands in her sleeves and threw out three amulets of different colors.
Black, red and yellow, the three brands of Buddha statues are all different.
Qiu Yuchen wanted to reach out to take it, but was stopped by Long Po.
"Don't move yet, let him choose." Luang Phor said.
Xia Xiaoyu paid attention to Long Po's every move, and the flaw was already exposed from the moment he stretched out his hand.
Looking at the three Buddhist amulets in front of him, Xia Xiaoyu didn't even reach out to take them.
"Master, I want to hear the meaning of these three Buddhist amulets." Xia Xiaoyu said.
Although he has not studied Siamese Buddhist amulets, he is familiar with the Brahma Sutra and is already familiar with this unpopular Siamese technique.
Just after just scanning, Xia Xiaoyu found that there was something wrong with all three amulets.
There is a close relationship between Miao Gu and Siamese head-dropping.
The head-lowering technique originated from Miao Gu and is also a branch of Miao Gu.
Xia Xiaoyu once heard his master Chen talk a lot about the poison poison and the head-dropping technique. In order for the victim to be poisoned or head-delayed by these two techniques, the victim must be exposed to something given by the caster.
Seeing that Xia Xiaoyu did not reach out to take it, Long Po frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Young man, what's the matter? Don't you want to choose?"
Qiu Yuchen was a little anxious. He heard that Long Po had a very strange temper, and if he made her unhappy, he would be kicked out directly.
"Xiaoyu, how about I help you choose one." Qiu Yuchen reached out to take it, but Xia Xiaoyu grabbed his hand.
"Wait, let me do it myself." Xia Xiaoyu said.
There was a killing intent in Luang Po's eyes, "Young man, my wait is limited."
"Don't worry, I saw that these three Buddha amulets of yours are different. I didn't know which one to choose for a while." Xia Xiaoyu held his chin and pretended to think, but he was actually listening to every move around him.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Qiu Yuchen was embarrassed to get up and answer the phone.
Xia Xiaoyu and Long Po were the only two people left in the hall.
Their eyes met, and they had a secret confrontation.
Long Po thought she could get away with it, but she didn't expect that this boy named Xia had already seen through her disguise.
"You really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve." The corners of Long Po's mouth turned up.
"This beauty, isn't it hard to pretend to be so old?" Xia Xiaoyu half-smiled.
Long Po was stunned and said, "Boy, it's best not to talk nonsense in my territory. How can I, an old woman, be a beauty?"
"It's interesting, but you're good at deceiving others. I'm afraid it's a bit childish to deceive me." Xia Xiaoyu sneered and pointed at her long sleeves, "If you want to disguise yourself, at least do it professionally. Let me ask you a question.
How can an old lady in her fifties or sixties have such tight-skinned hands?" (To be continued)