Upon hearing what Granny Mi Liu and Shopkeeper Sun said, Zhang Banxian nodded slightly.
However, just to be on the safe side, Zhao Youliang went out and bought a three-meter-long, two-meter-high yellow cloth, which was then hung between the backyard and the front yard.
The paper-making shop and this place should be completely separated.
Then he specifically asked a family that cooked with firewood for soot from the bottom of their pot, mixed it with water to make ink, and wrote the four characters "Chu River" and "Han Border" on a yellow cloth.
As Zhang Banxian wrote, he muttered to himself.
"Let us form good karma by offering incense and prayers, and avoid quarrels and enmities; let us take this as the boundary and not offend each other, each living our own carefree life as immortals."
Seeing that there was no reaction from the paper-making shop in the front yard where he had "drawn a boundary," Zhang Banxian finally felt relieved.
So she turned her legs to the side and sat cross-legged on the chair in the middle, just like an old lady with bound feet in ancient times.
He mumbled something Zhao Youliang couldn't understand for a while, then his body began to convulse.
When Zhang Banxian opened his eyes again, they had turned a yellowish-brown color.
Moreover, it lacks any human emotion; it is cold and indifferent.
Seeing this, Manager Sun quickly whispered a reminder: "Liangzi, remember to be respectful!"
"This is a spirit possession!"
No sooner had Manager Sun finished speaking than Zhang Banxian opened his mouth, his voice completely changed, becoming sharp and shrill.
"A cigarette! I, the old immortal, want to enjoy a few puffs first!"
Although Zhao Youliang was somewhat frightened, he dared not be negligent in the slightest. He hurriedly and respectfully took out a stick and lit it for "Zhang the Half-Immortal".
To his astonishment, "Master Zhang" smoked half a box in one go before he was satisfied.
"So you're the one who wants to use horse-head incense, huh?!"
Zhao Youliang nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, it's me! Please grant my request, venerable immortal!"
Zhang Banxian squinted at him for a moment with his yellowish-brown eyes before speaking with a forced smile.
"I'm destined to be a ghost child, a natural-born yin-yang practitioner... What do I look like?!"
Zhao Youliang understood the first half of the sentence, because Manager Sun had also said that he was born with the fate of a Five Ghost Child.
But the second half of the sentence surprised Zhao Youliang.
Seeing his dazed look, Granny Mi quickly opened the umbrella she was using as a cane and held it above Zhao Youliang's head.
The moment he opened the umbrella indoors, Zhao Youliang first felt his vision blur, then it became clear.
Looking again at Zhang Banxian sitting cross-legged, his face was no longer human; it was clearly a giant grasshopper!
"You...you..."
Although Zhao Youliang had seen ghosts a few times, this was the first time he had ever seen a grasshopper become a spirit.
In a panic, he retreated repeatedly in fright.
In fact, Zhao Youliang was too afraid. Zhang Banxian was not a grasshopper that had become a spirit; what he saw was a spirit possessing someone.
The practice of "holding an umbrella indoors" and the earlier method of using corpse mud to cover up the ghost are the same principle; both are ways to make ordinary people able to see the "ghost."
Seeing Zhao Youliang's reaction, Zhang Banxian could easily guess what he had seen.
She glanced at the "helping" old woman with a half-smile.
"Alright, even though it's a bit of a cheat, let's just say it's like having the ability to see ghosts."
"You've passed the first test of incense offering with your spirit, kid!"
At this point, Zhang Banxian beckoned to Zhao Youliang, signaling him to come closer.
"Kid, do you usually have any special senses?"
"It's about whether you've ever met any deities, or whether you've ever received any guidance from them."
Zhao Youliang knew that the immortals the other party was talking about were not the kind of ethereal gods, but rather the shamans from the northern lands.
Upon hearing this, he immediately thought of "Little Dumpling" and Huang Jiaxian, who had saved him.
In the end, he didn't dare tell Zhang Banxian about Hui Wuming; if he did, it might backfire.
This is like you begging the village chief for a favor, only to find out that the vice chairman is your own grandfather...
Is this bragging or just playing with people?!
Zhang Banxian nodded again after hearing what Zhao Youliang said.
"That makes things even easier!"
"Having opened the eyes of the spirits and having a connection with the immortals, one should be able to establish a shrine."
"If I can't invite the Yellow Family Immortal and the Gray Family Immortal to take charge, I, the old immortal, will give you a few of the immortals in my shrine, hehehehe!"
Hearing what "Master Zhang" said, Manager Sun lowered his head and did not express his opinion.
Grandma asked for a moment before finally speaking.
"How can we trouble the soldiers in the old immortal's hall with the matter of Quantum?"
"In my opinion, you should still put in the effort and try your best to invite the deities from the Huang and Hui families..."
Before the fortune teller could finish speaking, "Master Zhang" had already glared with his triangular eyes.
"What, are you implying you look down on my family's business?!"
"Since you look down on this immortal, why did you provoke me in the first place?"
"What, you want to challenge me to a fight with your gang?!"
With Granny Wenmi's knowledge, she naturally knew what kind of place the "evil hall" was.
She was simply doing her best and leaving the rest to fate.
After sighing to himself, "It's really easy to invite a god but hard to send him away," he sat quietly to the side and stopped talking.
When "Master Zhang" saw that Granny Wenmi had given in, he finally grinned with satisfaction.
She asked Zhao Youliang to light the remaining half pack of cigarettes for her again.
After smoking for a while, until the entire side room was filled with smoke, "Zhang the Half-Immortal" finally spoke again.
“When I help people set up shrines, there are no rules about ‘June 6th’ or ‘Seven Stars Falling’. Sincerity is all that matters.”
"Go and get a stack of yellow paper. We'll write your 'list' right away."
The so-called "shrine list" refers to the names of the deities invited to the shrine established by a shamanic disciple.
The "four beams and eight pillars" mentioned earlier are all indispensable.
Moreover, there are many rules to follow when setting up a shrine or writing a shrine document: the timing, process, order, and so on must not be wrong.
Because there are many taboos, I won't go into detail here.
But it's definitely not as simple as "Master Zhang" makes it out to be.
I'll say it again, she's from the Evil Hall (Demon Hall)!
The ancestral tablets and other such items had been prepared by Granny Mi before Zhang Banxian arrived, so they were immediately and respectfully handed over.
"Zhang the Half-Immortal" took it, and squatted on the chair, using his finger to dip into the incense ash to "write with flowing strokes".
Zhao Youliang didn't understand anything, but he thought the handwriting of "Zhang Banxian" was a bit ugly.
But when Grandma Mi looked at them, she frowned deeply: What are all these things?!
There is no legitimate "Hu Huang Bai Chang (Liu) Hui" (a type of Chinese liquor), let alone any cult leaders or Black Mothers.
They were clearly a bunch of "demons and monsters" I'd never even heard of.
Moreover, once each name is written, it lacks the benevolent aura of a deity, instead exuding a sinister and malevolent energy.
You could even hear a faint, sinister laugh.
Seeing this, Granny Wenmi became even more certain that Zhang Banxian's shrine was a shady establishment, and one that was utterly shameful.
As for what I just said, "if we can't invite the Yellow Family Spirit or the Gray Family Spirit," that's pure bragging.
Judging from this, she clearly didn't even dare to invite them!
If no one's name is on your invitation list, it's the same as not sending an invitation.
Do you think they'd actually come knocking on your door?!
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