Chapter 17 Kinoshita Saburo Kinoshita Saburo comes down from the rooftop to preach the wonderful Dharma to save...
"Sincerely surrender~"
"Repay my mother's kindness~"
"clang!"
In the inner room filled with smoke, the half-naked Cui Wangsun struck a small chime and sang:
"Please~God~Oracle~"
As soon as he finished singing this sentence, the golden hooks on his body began to jingle automatically without wind.
Mr. Hu, who was standing by, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, as if a mysterious presence had descended into this small bedroom.
For a moment, sweat poured out like a waterfall, and a dark stain appeared on the back.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, his heart pounding. He had lived for so many years and had seen many rituals, big and small, but this was the first time he had encountered such an evil situation.
He began to feel suspicious and looked away, only to see that Zhu'er's sallow face had regained its rosy color, but she was still in a coma.
As long as Zhu'er can be awakened safely, no matter how strange his ritual is, as long as the reward he deserves is paid in full, why would he dare to cause trouble in his own territory?
Mr. Hu thought secretly.
Behind the screen, a figure swayed slightly. It was Heng Niang who hid inside after seeing Cui Wangsun.
Perhaps because there was no air circulation behind the screen, she was breathing even harder than Mr. Hu. She looked anxiously at Zhu'er on the couch through the screen, and her silk handkerchief was wet with sweat from her hands.
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
After three chimes, Cui Wangsun's golden hooks suddenly stood still. He closed his eyes and his voice suddenly changed. A majestic voice came out of the young man's mouth:
"Kinoshita Saburo descended from the rooftop to preach the wonderful Dharma and save all living beings. The twenty-four hells drank from the blood lake, eliminated sins, prolonged life and sent off the gods."
This voice had an irresistible deterrent force, which shocked everyone in the room. They couldn't help but kneel on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Greetings, Sanlang, greetings, Sanlang..."
Suddenly, a golden hook on Cui Wangsun's body broke through his skin and flesh and flew towards Zhu'er who was lying on the couch.
Everyone exclaimed, and Heng Niang screamed, "Don't hurt my son!"
“Puff.”
The golden hook turned a circle in the air, making a sound of piercing something, and a pool of blood spilled on the quilt, but there was no sign of a person.
Zhu Er cried out "Ah", suddenly opened her eyes and sat up: "Sister Hua!"
My son is awake!
Heng Niang no longer cared about Cui Wangsun's strange dress. She was over fifty years old and there was really no need for her to worry about the differences between men and women.
She walked out from behind the screen, rushed to the bed, and hugged Zhu'er, who was terrified and kept calling "Sister Hua": "It's okay, mother is here, it's okay..."
With Heng Niang's gentle patting and comforting, Zhu'er's distorted face gradually returned to normal. He looked at Heng Niang and was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Cui Wangsun who was inserting the revolving golden hook back into his body. His pupils shrank as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"Zhu'er!" Mr. Hu rushed in front of him, blocking his view. "How do you feel?"
"Dad..." Zhu'er seemed to still be in shock, but his speech was clear and fluent. He looked at Heng Niang again, "Mom..."
“Hey.”
Heng Niang hugged him tightly in her arms.
"I just...what happened?"
"You scared your mother." Hu Yuanwai sat down beside the couch and said fearfully, "You were possessed by an evil spirit and lost consciousness. Fortunately, Mr. Cui knew that you would be in trouble today and came to help you out..."
"I didn't hit..."
Zhu'er interrupted Mr. Hu and was about to say something when she was interrupted by Cui Wangsun again.
The lame young man said behind Mr. Hu's back, "Master Hu, your son has been bewitched by a female ghost. Although I scared her away, I didn't have enough power, so she escaped."
"What, he escaped?" Mr. Hu was shocked.
Cui Wangsun whispered, "Master Hu, can you take a look at your son's body? If he hasn't recovered, it proves that the female ghost is still alive and the curse on your son is still there."
I almost forgot about my life!
Mr. Hu tried to lift Zhu'er's quilt, but was blocked by her. He frowned and said, "I'm your father, is there anything on your body that I can't see?"
Heng Niang nodded: "Listen to your father and show us quickly."
Zhu'er's face flushed: "It's fine to show it to Dad, but Mom, please get out of the way."
Heng Niang muttered, "Aren't you my daughter?" as she stepped aside and stared at Mr. Hu's expression nervously.
Hu Yuanwai looked down, put down the corner of the quilt, turned around hurriedly, and bowed deeply to Cui Wangsun: "Please, Master Cui, subdue the female ghost."
Heng Niang panicked when she heard this. He really hasn't recovered yet?
She also hurried to her husband's side and bowed deeply: "Please, Master Cui, save my son."
Cui Wangsun dodged the two people's greetings, then stepped forward quickly, helped the two people up, and said slowly: "We are members of the Yin Cult. We have traveled all over the world. We have been taught by the Five-way God, Kinoshita Saburo, and his mother, Lady Wusheng, Tailao. We hate these evil demons and ghosts who practice evil magic, but..."
"Just what?" Mr. Hu asked anxiously. If they wanted extra money, he had plenty of it.
"It's just that there is no shrine for Sanlang and Taimu in my home. Cui's magic power is low. It is difficult to bring out the true power of Sanlang through rituals alone."
Mr. Hu nodded and said, "I see."
He ordered his servants to quickly fetch the money, and then asked seriously, "Mr. Cui, how much do you need for the altar? Just tell me directly."
He is familiar with this routine. If the host does not show some sincerity, these masters will not show their true abilities.
However, unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Cui Wangsun was stunned: "Why do you say that, Mr. Hu? Exorcising demons is the duty of us in the Yin Cult. If Mr. Hu believes in me, please burn incense, wash your hands, and ask for the holy board now. If you ask for money again, I will leave immediately, so that you don't think I am playing hard to get."
"Master Cui, please calm down."
Unexpectedly, this young man was actually a noble man who regarded money as dirt. Hu Yuanwai was ashamed and said, "I have judged others with my own mean heart."
Next, Hu Yuanwai did whatever Cui Wangsun said. After a while, he set up an altar in the hall and placed incense, candles, blood food, spirit money, and a "holy board" with a picture of a god on it.
There are two gods, one is Kinoshita Saburo, who is dressed in royal clothes, and the other is his mother, who is dressed in the clothes of a concubine and is honored as Taimu.
Under the instruction of Master Cui, Mr. Hu dressed Zhu'er and asked the servants to carry him to the altar, completely ignoring his repeated explanations.
"Sister Hua is a good person. She saved me!"
"It was something else that hurt me!"
Mr. Hu and Heng Niang have already learned from Mr. Cui that Sister Hua is the female ghost who is causing trouble. How can they trust what a child says when she is bewitched by a ghost?
Seeing that Cui Wangsun had already struck the small chime, as if he was about to perform another ritual, Zhu'er, who was afraid that Hua Jie would really be caught by him, hurriedly said, "She told me that she came to my house with the Guihua Society. If you don't believe me, you can go find those opera singers and ask them clearly!"
Cui Wangsun paused, and his golden eyes looked straight at Zhu'er. Zhu'er shrank back in fear. Somehow, he felt afraid as soon as he met Master Cui's eyes.
"So that's how it is." Cui Wangsun said meaningfully, "No wonder she caused trouble during the Guihua Society's performance. The troupe is best at coordinating the performances on and off stage."
Zhu'er was stunned. She could never have imagined that his words could be twisted into this meaning.
He was about to say something, but Hu Yuanwai's face darkened and he ordered, "Go, take those actors to the woodshed, and when the ceremony is over, take them to the county government office."
A steward responded, walked out of the courtyard, waved his hand, and called a dozen strong servants, and went to the front yard in a menacing manner.
Zhao Guihua, Zhao Sulan and others were still waiting for news from Zhao Erbao, but they didn't expect that what they would receive first were hemp ropes and blades.
Fortunately, Ergou was asked to invite the young Taoist priest in advance. Zhao Guihua was still feeling grateful, but she didn't know that Zhao Erbao was pinned down as soon as he knocked on the back door.
"You little brat, I was just worried that I couldn't find you, and you dared to come back?"
After the servant holding Zhao Erbao down finished scolding him, he looked up at Li Zhou who hadn't moved: "Who are you? There's no one like you in the Guihua class, right? If you don't want to cause trouble, get out now!"
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