Permanent Order
While waiting for Liu Xiangu to arrive, the village chief and Quan Zi's mother kept whispering to each other, and they frequently looked in the direction of the illusionist.
The illusionist walked around the bed a few times, and Quanzi on the bed had already fallen asleep.
Quanzi's illness is like delirium, which is an acute state of cognitive impairment.
It is characterized by altered levels of consciousness, difficulty concentrating, confusion, and other disturbances in cognitive function, and patients may see things that are not actually there.
Quanzi's mother said that Quanzi's seeing his dead sister was a manifestation of delirium.
But delirium mostly occurs in elderly patients, and young patients as tall and strong as Quanzi are rare.
The illusionist walked around to the front of the bed and observed Quanzi again.
Quan Zi has a body shape far beyond that of his peers and a round face with acne.
This is a typical hormonal facies caused by long-term use of hormonal drugs. The amnesiac speculated that Quanzi originally had some disease that led to the delirium.
Fairy Liu arrived soon, and her appearance was the antonym of her Taoist name "Qingxuzi".
Perhaps because she looked too ordinary, Quanzi's mother did not take her seriously, but she did not neglect her either. She just said a few polite words and took her to the bed.
Liu Xiangu looked at Quanzi carefully and then sighed.
"Poor child, you have suffered so much for so many years." She turned to look at Quanzi's mother, "You have taken such good care of the epileptic child, but you have also suffered."
Epilepsy is the common name for epilepsy, which is basically consistent with the amnesiac's guess.
Quan Zi's mother was surprised, but she quickly calmed down: "It was Ren Er's family who told you."
Liu Xiangu smiled but said nothing. She circled the bed with a strange pace and wiped the sweat off Quanzi with her hands without any disdain:
"He's a good kid. He said he doesn't blame you. No one had money at that time—"
"Okay, I get it!" Liu Xiangu's words were interrupted by Quan Zi's mother in panic.
Liu Xiangu really closed her mouth and stared at the sleeping Quan Zi quietly.
Quan Zi's mother looked around with a pale face. Everyone lowered their heads, pretending not to hear what Liu Xiangu said, and some had already cleverly found excuses to slip away.
After a while, only Quanzi's mother and Ren Shanshan's family were left in the house. Quanzi's mother smiled and said, "Qing, Qingxuzi..."
"Just call me Aunt Liu."
"Aunt Liu, you are a person of real ability. I was shortsighted just now. I apologize to you. Please decide what to do with this child."
After Quanzi's mother finished speaking, she began to cry softly, and Shanshan's mother hurried over to comfort her.
"We are all relatives. If you need our help, just let us know." Ren Shanshan's father immediately expressed his opinion.
"Simple." Liu Xiangu said calmly, "A little ghost."
"Give me her name and date of birth, and find a clear photo of her and some of the things she used when she was alive, and I'll start the ritual right away."
Shanshan's mother was shocked: "She is just a little girl, you just need to persuade her and let her reincarnate quickly."
"It won't have any impact on my family, right?" Dad said nervously.
Liu Xiangu patiently explained: "It has no effect. She is unwilling to leave now. She must have some unfulfilled wishes, which is why she is clinging to her little husband."
"I asked her out and asked her what she wanted. Other than that, I wouldn't do anything else."
Quanzi's mother stopped crying and said, "Mrs. Ren'er, please help me. It's not easy for me as a widow. Cure Quanzi first, then we can discuss the money."
Ren Shanshan's mother stepped on the tiled floor under her feet, and finally went home to get something without saying a word.
Soon, an old blanket and the portrait that was smashed by Quanzi's mother were retrieved.
"Aunt Liu, when do we start?" Quanzi's mother asked cautiously.
Liu Xiangu, who was sitting beside Quanzi's bed with her eyes closed, suddenly twitched a few times, and Quanzi beside her also twitched twice.
This scared everyone in the house. Ren Shanshan's father, who originally didn't believe in ghosts, was so scared that he threw away the cigarette in his hand.
"I want an assistant." Liu Xiangu opened her eyes, "An assistant who is related to her by blood."
Everyone in the room turned their eyes to the Memory Master.
Liu Xiangu took Ren Shanshan's mother to the yard to kill chickens. Master Huan Yi and Quan Zi's mother sat on the sofa waiting for them.
"Shanshan." Quanzi's mother picked up the snack on the table, "Eat this. My cousin's child brought it from the city."
My cousin was the guest that my sister helped entertain after the 100-day banquet.
The Memory Master held the snack but didn't eat it.
Although she had never lived in the village, she understood some of the unwritten rules of the village.
In the village, "greed" is a crime more terrible than death, and a greedy woman will go to the eighteenth level of hell.
Because resources were scarce in the village, the only delicious food was either given as gifts or given to the boys in the family, so greedy women were bound to be unruly, inconsiderate, and unwanted.
If the illusionist dares to eat this snack today, her reputation as a glutton will spread to the foot of the mountain tomorrow, and she will be accompanied by slanders such as "the parents at home didn't teach her well" and "she is poor and has never seen good things."
Seeing that she didn't eat, Quanzi's mother was very satisfied with her: "Shanshan, what do you think of my little house?"
The Memory Master said nothing, for she knew what was going to happen next.
"It's beautiful, isn't it? But I'm old, and I don't need such a beautiful house. This house belongs to Quanzi and my future daughter-in-law."
Quanzi started twitching again, and Quanzi's mother hurried over to see what was happening. Before leaving, she did not forget to open the snack box and enthusiastically asked the Memory Master to eat more.
The white snack crumbled in his hand, and the illusionist realized that Ren Shanshan hadn't spoken for a long time.
Suddenly, the illusionist asked: "Hey, what's your sister's new name?"
Ren Shanshan did not answer, or she could not hear the question.
In the yard, the adults quickly killed the chickens.
Fairy Liu asked the memory master to hold the cracked portrait, and then she dipped some chicken blood and drew a strange pattern on the memory master's forehead.
The old hen's body was drained of blood and thrown on my sister's old blanket.
Fairy Liu drew the curtains, closed the doors and windows, and lit a candle.
"Eternal order!"
The ritual began with a scripture-like recitation with a strange accent.
"Eternal order, eternal order, eternal order, eternal order, eternal order, eternal order..."
"I pay my respects to all the enlightened beings in the heavens, and respectfully ask my teachers, ancestors, and the immortals of my family to protect me and keep me safe this time."
Fairy Liu bent her waist and legs, tapped her thighs at a fixed rhythm, then clapped her hands, and performed the ritual in an eight-shaped trajectory around the old hen and the Memory Master.
"Neither-Perception-Nor-Non-Perception Heaven, the Four Formless Dhyanas."
The yellow paper recording Ren Zhaodi's birth date was swallowed up by the candlelight.
"The eldest daughter of the Ren family is named Zhaodi. Where does her soul go after her death..."
Fairy Liu put her hands into the basin of chicken blood and smeared her face with the blood. She stood still with her eyes closed, swaying her body.
"Come back, come back!"
The last sentence was read out loudly, and Liu Xiangu opened her eyes.
Five minutes passed and nothing happened.
"The birth date and horoscope are correct," Liu Xiangu asked Ren Shanshan's parents doubtfully.
Ren Shanshan's mother nodded vigorously.
Liu Xiangu's face, which was covered with chicken blood, flickered in the candlelight. She hesitated for a moment and told Ren Shanshan's mother:
"Replace your daughter."
Ren Shanshan's mother looked at her husband for help, but got no response. She reluctantly took the portrait from the illusionist.
The Memory Master could hardly hold back his laughter.
If Ren Zhaodi's "blood relationship" is crucial in this ritual, then Liu Xiangu's act of replacing Ren Shanshan is tantamount to suspecting that Ren Shanshan is not Ren Er's biological daughter.
The ritual started again, and this time Fairy Liu danced even harder.
Accompanied by the call of "Come back", everyone looked at Fairy Liu expectantly.
Ten minutes passed and nothing happened.
Liu Xiangu was anxious: "The birth date and horoscope you gave me is really correct"
Shanshan's mother was stunned: "How could my child not remember his birthday?"
Then, Shanshan's mother realized: "Name! This child has been asking to change his name!"
"What's her name then?"
Her father, her mother, and the mother-in-law who was destined for her since birth, all three of them looked at each other in the dim candlelight.
Her mother still held her photo in her arms.
The frame of the portrait was smashed into pieces by Quanzi's mother, and she laughed at the whole world through the cracks.
Her father was like a clam that had been pried open: "Ren Yechan, I told you I wanted to change her name."
The illusionist who was watching coldly on the sidelines finally couldn't help laughing out loud, he was laughing out of anger.
"Which chan?" Liu Xiangu was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and sweat mixed with chicken blood was dripping down.
"Greedy greedy."
"What which Chan?" Liu Xiangu thought she didn't hear clearly.
"It's just greedy!"
Liu Xiangu felt that she had been fooled: "Don't dare to joke during the ritual, you will be——"
The fairy's voice suddenly stopped, and the chicken blood on her face suddenly stopped dripping.
From her teeth, between her cervical vertebrae and between her hand joints, there came a horrible creaking sound as bones rubbed against each other.
She held her cheeks with both hands and tried hard to stop the friction of her back teeth, as if trying to regain control of her body.
However, it had no effect and instead angered the being controlling her.
Liu Xiangu was forced to take two steps forward, and facing the table full of candles, she smashed her forehead straight down.
“Boom—”
The first sound of mourning at the funeral was a long symphony of human skulls and iron folding tables.
Fairy Liu raised her head, and her blood mixed with the chicken's blood dripped down.
She mechanically turned her neck and faced everyone, with a smile that was definitely not hers, a smile that was innocent and happy, and exactly the same as the one in the photo, and she said in the tone of a little girl:
"No one remembers my name."
Accompanied by the screams of the woman in the house, Liu Xiangu fainted.
Quanzi's mother fell to her knees and said, "Zhao... I didn't choose this name, it has nothing to do with my family, go find your parents!"
Quan Zi, who was lying on the bed, was awakened and began to talk nonsense again: "She's coming, she's coming! I saw her!"
Ren Shanshan's parents seemed to be so frightened that they couldn't say a word.
The illusionist stepped forward and sniffed the breath of Fairy Liu.
Not dead.
The illusionist walked to the window and drew open the curtains with a swish, allowing the daylight to shine into the two-story building, awakening the people in the house from their dreams.
"Help Aunt Liu up first."
Ren Shanshan's parents carried Liu Xiangu onto the sofa in a daze. They fed her water and pinched her Ren Zhong point. It took them a long time to wake her up.
The first thing Liu Xiangu said after waking up was: "I can't do this job, please find someone else."
She climbed down from the sofa tremblingly, not even asking for money, and wanted to leave immediately.
Quanzi's mother really cried: "We mountain people don't know any other expert, Aunt Liu. Please save my son. I will give you money and listen to you!"
Liu Xiangu turned a deaf ear to him and walked to the door unsteadily. She suddenly stopped and asked: "Do you have a son?"
“No, no.”
"Just don't tell the truth." Liu Xiangu slammed the door and left.
Quanzi's mother sat on the sofa and wiped her tears. She suddenly remembered something and stood up and chased after him.
She ran to the yard and knelt down in front of Liu Xiangu with a thud: "Aunt, I'm not lying. When I was young, I worked in the city and had a miscarriage. That happened many years ago and I can't think of it right now."
"Please, save my son!"
Liu Xiangu asked quietly: "Which one do you want to save?"
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