Chapter 217
"Lan Po, Lan Po..."
Yin Xiu lightly clicked the door, and the only response was the dull echo in the corridor and the sound of water dripping from the water pipe.
After taking out the note and confirming that the address Uncle Ming wrote to her was correct, Yin Xiu planned to type again.
Tilanqiao has always been dark and gloomy. There are many temples here, and various beliefs and gods gather here, so it has become the most "superstitious" area in Hong Kong and Kowloon.
There are many believers, and naturally there are many taboos.
Before coming, Uncle Ming had repeatedly reminded Yin Xiu to be careful not to drink outside or talk to others casually, so as not to violate taboos.
"Where did the old woman go? It's not time for dinner now."
He was about to knock on the door again when a cold hand suddenly stretched out from behind and put it on his shoulder, "Are you looking for me?"
Yin Xiu turned around, and a dry, pale face came close to her eyes, like a paper man just fished out of the water, with its dull eyes like two fish eyes.
"Ghost!!!"
Yin Xiu's scalp was numb and she was so frightened that she took a few steps back.
"You brat! It's so rude of you!"
After hearing the scolding, Yin Xiu calmed down and found Lan Po standing in front of her, her hands on her hips angrily.
"Ha ha……"
Yin Xiu laughed awkwardly, scratched her head and said, "I haven't slept very well recently. I often have hallucinations. I'm sorry."
"I see."
Lan Po responded calmly, "One look at your face, I know you have kidney deficiency. Can you stay up all night without hallucinations?"
Yin Xiuzheng wanted to explain, but saw Ma Xiaoyu standing not far away with a mysterious smile on her face.
"Why are you here too?"
Ma Xiaoyu showed him a few bags in her hand, "I met Lan Po on the road and saw that she was carrying a lot of things and couldn't walk, so I asked for help."
"Oh, it turns out I went shopping for groceries."
Taking the bag from Ma Xiaoyu, Yin Xiu weighed it and said, "You have bought so many things. Can you, Mrs. Lan, eat them all by yourself?"
Lan Po was taking the key from her pocket to open the door, and responded in a nonchalant manner: "I know you two are coming, so I must be more prepared, otherwise how can I greet you?"
"us?"
Ma Xiaoyu and Yin Xiu looked at each other with surprised expressions on their faces.
"Why don't you come in? A person who is about to die has some ability to predict the future. What's so surprising?"
Lan Po urged, so they had no choice but to enter the house.
"Don't just sit here, come and help. Boy, you kill the fish, and my daughter, you are responsible for choosing the vegetables."
……
After a long time, the table was crowded with several plates and bowls.
Garlic cabbage, steamed grouper, boiled shrimp, chicken soup, stir-fried beef with two peppers...
Yin Xiu wiped the sweat from his head. He was obviously the guest being entertained, so why was he doing all the work?
"Lan Po, be careful if you eat like this because your cholesterol is too high. It's better for the elderly to eat lighter." He reminded in a low voice.
Lan Po rolled her eyes, "I've already told you that I'm almost dead, and you still care what I eat? And these are for you, so I'll just eat some cabbage. By the way, do you have any taboos about beef?" ?”
Yin Xiu glanced at Ma Xiaoyu, who shook his head.
"We in the Ma family don't pay attention to food."
"That's just right. Uncle Ming didn't tell me that I need to avoid anything."
Yin Xiu said as he took a mouthful of beef and put it into his mouth, and the aroma suddenly filled the air.
"Boy, help me open this."
Yin Xiu took it and found that it was a bottle of double steamed wine that had just left the factory. She couldn't help but worry: "Lan Po, this is strong alcohol. Not even young people can withstand it."
"Hey, just drink less."
Lan Po turned around and took out three cups and put them on the table, "When I was young, I didn't eat this one and didn't touch that one. I was always afraid of hurting my body. When I got older, I realized, why do you pay so much attention? It's not just a pile in the coffin. Bones, if I don’t drink it now, I won’t have the chance to drink it in the future.”
Ma Xiaoyu frowned when she saw Lan Po pushing a cup in front of her.
But she couldn't refuse. Seeing that both of them picked up the wine glasses and drank, she could only hold her breath and put the wine glass into her mouth.
As soon as she entered the room, ripples appeared on her beautiful and cold face, and her whole body was trembling from head to toe.
"How are you, my dear? Are you used to drinking local soju?" Lan Po asked.
After taking a few deep breaths to suppress the burning sensation from her throat to her chest, Ma Xiaoyu reluctantly said, "Yes, it smells like black beans."
"Does it taste good? Then have another drink."
Yin Xiu gave her another glass at the right time, which attracted a cold look in Ma Xiaoyu's eyes.
Lan Po happily took a sip of the wine and smacked it in his mouth, seeming to be savoring the aftertaste of the soju.
After taking a deep breath, she continued to greet the two of them: "You're welcome, eat more. It's rare for grandma and me to be so happy today."
The meal didn't take long. As the three of them drank and drank, both the wine and the dishes on the table were empty.
Ma Xiaoyu's cheeks were stained with a hint of crimson, and her whole body looked a bright pink. She also became a little light and airy, as if she was floating on the clouds.
Lan Po picked up the wine bottle and poured more and more drinks into the cup. When she found that she couldn't pour out a drop of wine, she looked lazily at Yin Xiu.
"Young man, let's go buy some draft beer to relieve the hangover. Let's have some fun with a couple of punches?"
Yin Xiu waved her hands repeatedly, "Lan Po, please let me go. Children don't know the world. I feel that the drumstick has reached my throat now. If I drink more, I will spit it out."
"Pick! Spoil the fun!"
Lan Po stood up dissatisfied, turned around and brought over two cups of tea, "Here, drink it while it's hot, it will refresh you."
Yin Xiu was not polite, and after giving a cup to Ma Xiaoyu, who was about to fall to the ground, she also picked up the tea and took a sip, and her mouth was immediately filled with the aroma of jasmine.
laugh! Lan Po struck a match, lit a cigarette, and said slowly: "Tell me what you want to see me for."
Yin Xiu immediately sat up straighter, wiped his hands, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket with the name and birth date written on it. "When I was collecting the soul of this friend, I found that one of his souls was missing. Uncle Ming asked you to help me bring back the soul."
Lan Po took the note and looked at it, her cloudy eyes wandered around, and then pressed the note with a tea cup.
"That old ghost always gives me trouble."
Lan Po sighed, "But there's nothing we can do. Taoist priests and Wen Mi Po complement each other. Taoist priests use glutinous rice to catch zombies. We Mi Po use glutinous rice to call those good brothers to come up and talk. They are all the same. It's not you who helps me. I'm just helping you, you can't tell the difference."
"but……"
Lan Po raised her head and stared at Yin Xiu. The frightening whites of her eyes suddenly occupied most of her eyes, as if they were infected with cataracts.
"You have to do me a favor first, otherwise I won't be able to bring this soul back."
"And my business?"
Ma Xiaoyu woke up most of the time. She saw that Lan Po had bought too many groceries and couldn't carry them, so she was just helping out on the way.
Unexpectedly, I came here and not only helped with the cooking, but now I have other things to do?
"Well, it's going to take the two of you working together."
Lan Po emphasized again, "The thing is like this, such and such, such and such..."
Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu faced each other and looked at each other, both sitting cross-legged on the futon.
Next to them is Lan Po, who is holding a handful of incense and praying to the jade statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva. She is holding the incense and mumbling something.
After reciting, she took out a few more sticks of incense and placed them on the left and right sides of Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu. She turned around and took out two pieces of red cloth from nowhere.
They were two pieces of red to somewhat gloomy silk cloth, with patterns and words painted on them with black ink, which looked like some sort of charm.
"This is a very popular soul-moving technique in the southeastern coastal area. The local magicians call it [Guan Luo Yin]. As long as you tie this red ribbon and use it with magic, you can make a living person leave his soul and go to the underworld." Take a walk.
But instead of traveling to the eighteenth level of hell today, you are going to find an evil ghost.
That guy just appeared in the Tilanqiao area recently. He may have just died, or he may have been accidentally released by someone who practices evil arts. Anyway, he has a lot of resentment and almost eats up all the ghosts nearby. It's very troublesome. Very difficult to deal with.
The rice ladies here have nothing to do with it. Normally, it's okay. Everyone is separated from yin and yang, so it can't harm anyone. But if the evil ghost comes up when asking for rice and lets it take away the body, it will be terrible.
My magic power is just okay, so the evil spirit doesn't dare to come to my door, but I can't guarantee whether it dares to find other Mipo.
Tilanqiao is full of hard-working people. We only point to a few customers for dinner in a day. I can't ask them to stop doing business and stop eating, right? So after thinking about it, I can only ask you two to help me catch that ghost, so that I can also bring back the remnant soul of your friend. Otherwise, if I call the ghost here, I will be killed on the other side. If the King of Ghosts eats him, isn’t this harmful to others? "
Lan Po talked a lot, and Yin Xiu gradually understood.
It turned out that Lan Po wanted the two of them to leave their souls to deal with the evil ghost. Even if they were just soul bodies, it would not affect the two of them from casting spells at all. After all, they could mobilize the dragon and tiger's aura without the need for specific spells and magic weapons.
Lan Po took out another red thread and wrapped it around Ma Xiaoyu and Yin Xiu's little fingers.
"When living souls enter the underworld, they cannot speak easily. Once you open your mouth to release your yang energy, the wandering ghosts around you will be attracted by your anger, and you will be in big trouble.
So remember not to talk. With this red string, you can connect with each other and communicate.
And I will also help outside and remind you of the time in time. "
After that, the three of them looked at the clock on the wall. The hands were pointing to nine o'clock.
"It's nine o'clock in the evening, and it will be a quarter past four in the morning at the latest. No matter what happens, you must come back, otherwise you will become a wandering ghost and never come back to life."
Lan Po's expression was serious, which made the atmosphere become solemn.
After a moment of silence, Yin Xiu suddenly grinned and said, "Don't worry, I will protect you."
Ma Xiaoyu was still a little uneasy at first, but when Yin Xiu aroused her, she had already put her worries to the back of her mind.
She couldn't help but snorted, "It would be nice if you don't hold me back."
Seeing that the two of them were still thinking about bickering, Lan Po couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed. She patted their shoulders and said, "Stop talking now and recite the Heart-Cleaning Mantra silently twice, and then we'll start."
Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu each took a deep breath, closed their eyes and concentrated, and began to recite the Qingxin Mantra.
The Heart-Cleaning Mantra and the Mouth-Cleaning Mantra are actually not very helpful in subduing demons and eliminating demons. They are just mantras without any magic power.
However, when a Taoist priest performs the ritual and recites it several times before opening the altar, it can often calm the mind, get rid of distracting thoughts, and indirectly improve concentration.
After observing that both of them were in trance and their breathing became even and stable, Lan Po picked up the red cloth, tied it around their eyes respectively, and tied a few knots with force.
Then she lit another handful of incense, bowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva, put it in an incense burner, picked up the incense burner and bowed three more times before getting up.
This time, Lan Po no longer behaved like an old woman who was about to die, but instead looked like a strong martial artist.
Every step she took was strong and powerful, and her feet were as steady and powerful as if they were rooted in the ground.
Lan Po held the cattail leaf fan in one hand and the incense burner in the other. She moved the incense burner in front of Yin Xiu and used the fan to blow the white smoke into his face.
At the same time, she whispered: "Breathe hard, imagine the smoke as some kind of energy, swallow it in, let go of your throat, sink into the chest, Dantian, turn around in a circle, and then spit it out."
Yin Xiu's eyes were filled with darkness, and he followed Lan Po's instructions.
The smoke that was originally hot and choking became very soft at this moment, making his spiritual platform clear and clear, and his whole body exuded a refreshing feeling, as if every pore was absorbing the energy wafting out of the incense burner.
After a while, he felt that everything around him began to become blurry, and time and space were mixed into one.
After Yin Xiu entered meditation, Lan Po followed the same example and handed the incense burner to Ma Xiaoyu.
"Little girl from the exorcist Ma family, Lan Po, it is a kind of fate that I can meet you before I die. If you can pass this test, I will give you a chance."
Ma Xiaoyu's consciousness was vague and she didn't hear what Lan Po said at all. She just breathed in and out. After a while, like Yin Xiu, she fell into trance.
Seeing that both of them were in the right mood, Lan Po put the incense burner back on the table, picked up the glutinous rice on the side, and threw it on the candlelight.
boom! Two fireballs rose up, followed by black smoke.
Behind the smoke, Lan Po's face was distorted, blue veins popped up on her face, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
A strange tone and singing came from her mouth, like a little girl singing folk songs, or like an old woman sitting by the window chattering.
"One is embroidered with Guanyin, the other is embroidered with Fengjin.
Burn incense in the daytime to invite my aunt to sit down, and burn incense in the dark to invite my aunt to come.
Yindan meets the underworld, the underworld master, the master of the open palace, and goes to the underworld city to find his parents and find family ties. "
boom! Two more fireballs burst out, and the heads of Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu sank at the same time. Two balls of white smoke rose from their shoulders and drifted into the distance.
(End of this chapter)