Chapter 111: Paying Salaries?

One method is for a senior monk to chant mantras to bless the child's body during a ceremony, roast it over fire until it is dry, and then consecrate it.

After the ceremony, the monk covered the portrait with gold foil and buried the body.

They believe that this is the only way the soul can be fully infused into the Kumantong statue.

Another type is made according to witchcraft, without any rituals, and requires the blessing of female corpse oil.

To invite a Kumantong, you have to go to the temple.

That's why Feng Zhibai suspected that Liu Ping's son invited not the evil god, but the Kumantong.

There are some similarities between Kumantong and raising a ghost.

For example, offerings require drinking blood, and the offerer needs to talk to the Kumantong at twelve o'clock.

When the Kumantong senses the intentions of the donor, he will talk to them and fulfill their wishes and ideas.

Whether it's money, status or anything else.

Buddha amulets are similar to Kumantong, one is a brand and the other is a statue.

"Master, after what you said, I think the chances of my son hiring a Kumantong are higher."

Liu Ping's face turned pale.

Whenever he thought of his son's weird look during that period, he felt scared!

No wonder this brat doesn’t go anywhere after get off work. He just stays in his room and doesn’t let anyone in.

So, he invited something into his home!

Doesn’t that mean he lives with the Kumantong every day and night?

Thinking of this, Liu Ping rolled his eyes and almost passed out!

Ma Zhang also realized that something was wrong and started rubbing his hands on the table in panic: "Master, what should we do now? How about we go back and throw that Kumantong away!"

"Are you mentally ill?"

Ma Zhang speaks without thinking.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Zhibai ruthlessly retorted: "If it could be lost so easily, how could it be called one of the three great evil arts of Nanyang?"

"Then, what should we do? We can't let Xiao Kai live with the Kumantong forever, right? That thing is not a good thing!"

"Yes, Master, please help me think of a solution! If this continues, I'm afraid my son will be killed sooner or later!"

"What are you panicking about?"

After taking another sip of water, Feng Zhibai stood up calmly and yawned. "Based on what you've said about Liu Kai, he's not dead yet. At most, he's suffering from a lack of blood and nutrition, and being haunted by the Kumantong, so his spirits are a little off. So, you two go back and find an excuse to bring Liu Kai out. Then give me the address and I'll go and see what's going on."

Seeing her stand up, Liu Ping and Ma Zhang also stood up.

"Okay, then why not wait for another day and do it tomorrow!"

Liu Ping said impatiently.

Chen Xiaodao stretched lazily. "Wait a couple of days. I haven't recovered from today. Don't worry, Mr. Liu. Your son is definitely safe for now, so don't worry."

When they heard that it would take two days, their expressions changed slightly.

But he couldn't bear the master's insistence of two days, so he could only suppress his anxiety and nodded: "Okay, Master, a few days is enough. That's it for now. It's quite late, we won't disturb you anymore. Thank you, masters."

The two of them pulled out the stools and walked back at the same time. They nodded and bowed to Feng Zhibai and the others and said thank you several times before turning around and leaving the ward.

"Take care, Mr. Liu and Mr. Ma."

After they left, the room became quiet.

Old Mitou sat down beside the bed again and started peeling fruit.

As he was whittling, he said, "I've never seen a Thai Kumantong before. What does it look like?"

"What else could it be? It's just an ordinary stone sculpture, covered in red ropes and runes. Nothing fancy."

Feng Zhibai rubbed his temples and yawned, looking a little tired.

Duan Tianyi tidied up the bedside and said, "Auntie, you guys really know everything? I was just listening to you talk about Thai black magic and Miaojiang witchcraft, and I was stunned! Is this true?"

Michelle also became curious: "Yeah, it's too mysterious, is it true? It's not like my dad's fortune telling, is it a scam?"

Old Mitou put down his fruit knife. Faced with Michelle's renewed doubts about his professional abilities, he eagerly spoke up to prove himself, "Tsk, girl, could you please stop looking down on your dad? That was only in the past, but now he's got the real deal! Even though I haven't quite understood the hexagrams yet, one day, your dad will understand everything!"

Feng Zhibai fixed his hair and chuckled twice: "Hehe, science is supreme, just listen to it."

Michelle lay on the hospital bed, looking at the ceiling, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, yes, you are all right, believe in science, believe in metaphysics."

In fact, she used to dislike Lao Mi Tou setting up a stall on the overpass or in the park.

She has always been an atheist and she thinks those are just scams!

But her father didn't think so.

On the contrary, it is extremely precious!

It is precisely because her father has a different hobby, so she has never dared to tell others what her father does since she was a child.

She was afraid to tell it out loud because people would call her father a charlatan and a liar.

She was afraid that others would say she was a little liar.

To be honest.

She always thought so until the child was born today!

It was not until the incident with the demon fetus and the evil ghost in the afternoon that she realized that there were actually many things she did not understand at all!

She doesn't know her father at all!

When she saw him and Chen Xiaodao waving their peach wood swords, she felt that perhaps she had been wrong all these years.

Her father is not a charlatan or a liar.

It just means that the ability is a little bit poor.

Things are pretty good now. At least it seems that his father is suitable for this career.

Although she was worried about his old age, she was proud of her father for sticking to what he loved for so many years.

"dad."

Thinking of this, Michelle called out to Old Mitou.

Old Mi always had a smile on his face. When he heard Michelle calling him, he looked up at her with his eyes full of kindness.

"Why."

Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao felt so relieved seeing this heartwarming scene.

Touching his head, Chen Xiaodao sighed: "Oh, that's great, the father-daughter relationship is finally back."

Mi Xue shifted her body and expressed her gratitude to Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai: "Thank you too. If you hadn't taken care of my dad and helped us so much, I'm afraid I might never have the chance to get to know him again. Thank you."

"Hey, don't thank me! I still say the same thing, I'm not helping for nothing."

Hearing her express gratitude, Feng Zhibai reached out in time to block Mi Xue's thanks.

Duan Tianyi thought she wanted money, so he quickly took out a card from his pocket and handed it to her: "Auntie, it's not in vain. Here is some money, you can use it."

When Feng Zhibai saw the card, his eyes lit up as if he had seen something. He took a step forward to grab the card!

Old Mitou also noticed that Feng Zhibai looked at Naka with a wolf-like and tiger-like look!

Just a few seconds!

A lot of questions flashed through his mind quickly!

For example, future salary!

He shook his body and quickly crawled over!

With lightning speed, he snatched the card from Duan Tianyi's hand!

Feng Zhibai had already reached out to Duan Tianyi! Just as she was secretly rejoicing at the prospect of becoming wealthy, a dark figure flashed out with a whoosh! Then, right in front of her, it snatched the card away...