As she chanted the song "Burn a box of loose coins", she raised her right hand slightly, made a hand gesture, and the box of loose coins under the altar suddenly caught fire.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were overwhelmed with emotion and typed in the comments: "Master is awesome."
"Master, awesome!"
The young man's mother, who was standing nearby, was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth, fearing that the sound she made would scare Xia Zhibai, or the invited gods.
She didn't understand anything else, but she understood Tugong and Tumu.
"What we have to do from now on will depend on you." After Xia Zhibai finished reciting the mantra, he told the man what to do next.
"I'm afraid you won't remember, so I'll send you a private message."
Xia Zhibai opened the chat interface with him and typed:
"Starting at the hour of Hai on the evening of the 9th, 19th, and 29th day of every month, offer three kinds of cakes, half a pound each, as tribute. Use three-lid oil lamps and light them on the wall. Dig three holes in the middle of the earthen wall, just enough to accommodate the lamp plates.
When the Xuanshi begins, no one is allowed to know. You should arrange the offerings, kneel down and pray to the three burning lamps, put your hands together at shoulder level, and recite the mantra three times. For each recitation, burn a box of coins. It takes six months to learn, three days a month, a total of eighteen days of worship before you can use it.
The tribute must not be exchanged and must be kept clean. After offering the tribute, it can be wrapped with adhesive tape to prevent the cakes from spoiling. Afterwards, the cakes must be eaten by oneself and must not be given to others.
The man looked at her with tears streaming down his face, nodded and bowed to express his gratitude.
"You don't need to thank me. I've accepted your divination fee, and we don't owe each other anything."
You reap what you sow.
Finding her would be the cause and effect she wanted to end.
After Xia Zhibai finished speaking, he typed in the live broadcast room: "Okay, you can turn on the sound."
In the live broadcast room, there were some masters who were secretly following her.
Among them was Master Zhang, who was severely injured by her yesterday. At this moment, he was lying on the bed with a pale face, staring at Xia Zhibai's energetic face, with even stronger hatred in his heart.
"Just wait for me. You want a good life for this man, but I won't let you have your way!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
