Chapter Thirteen The Banquet
The old woman crushed the talisman paper with her toes and cursed disdainfully:
"The shit Taoist priest only knows to use a piece of yellow straw paper to deceive people, and he doesn't even have a little magic power. He insists on pretending to drive away ghosts and evil spirits and keeping peace, bah!"
A four-person sedan chair emerged out of thin air.
After the scholar clumsyly stepped in, the sedan chair bearer pushed the bar to his shoulder and set off with a shout.
The old woman followed the side of the sedan chair and walked in a hurry.
A night owl hovered in the sky, and saw the strange things below leaving from afar. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered the height and searched for the traces of mice on the hillside.
The four sedan chairmen grinned, stopped to rest after a while, and switched the bar to shoulder.
One of the questions:
"Yan Po, have you arrested a big stone? Why is it so heavy?"
The old woman spat:
"Bah, I really don't know the ghost... Although this young man is just a mortal, his qi and blood are extremely strong. It is much stronger than the Maoshan man last time, of course it is much heavier. It's hard for you to carry the sedan chair, let the old man talk to the grandfather, and I'll give you a few more later."
A sedan chair bearer sneered:
"I haven't eaten blood food for many days, and I'm so hungry that my chest is pressed against my back spine... Those mortals are so unkind and so energetic. They specially pick up groups of people running over at noon, and they can't see the opportunity to start."
Another saying:
"The young man's blood contains the most energy and spirit. Of course, he has to be dedicated to the general. We only hope to be able to bite some minced meat. Yan Po, this time, was it because of the beauties under your command that were confused? I'm not saying that those women are not fuel-efficient, they will definitely eat them..."
The old woman spat:
"Who dares to steal food today? The grandfather is angry and says that Wang Jiuer lives alone and refuses to confuse mortals. The new couple of good things do not learn to learn bad things. They would rather be distracted than obey them after following her. It is too unreasonable. No matter what, they will force Jiuer to go into the water. If they don't do it, they will tore her brother apart."
A sedan chairwoman exclaimed:
"Wang Jiuer is still a big yellow girl, how can she confuse people?"
Yan Po said:
"So, everyone should be more careful and be careful."
Inside the sedan chair, Xin Tianyou straightened his waist and supported his forehead with his hands, his expression was quite distressed.
If the five ghosts outside knew what horrible thoughts were about in his mind, they would probably be scared to death and run away if they stumbled.
There are few monks in the world, and their spiritual bodies are even rarer.
Anyway, the boy has been in Yunshan for so many years and has never seen a ghost or an elf. When he arrived in Baisha City, he met the Dragon Array Spirit and the Real Holy Fetus. The former is too powerful, and although the latter is weak, it is parasitic in a powerful body and is not an object to covet.
When you meet so many ghosts all at once, it is like a wealthy mistress who encounters a silver mountain. If you only pick up two or three pieces, you will not be willing to accept it. If you want to take them all, just stare at them.
Sorry, sorrow...
After a stick of incense, firecrackers were clattering outside the sedan chair. The boy screamed and clapped his hands, and the aunts and sisters cheered, "The son-in-law is here", and the suona is loud.
It is no different from normal marriage, except that a bright moon hanging in the sky, not the sun.
The so-called ghost in the world is for practitioners, that is, the ghost. Among all kinds of spiritual bodies, it is the weakest.
Unless old ghosts, evil ghosts, big ghosts...even immortal masters and real people are difficult. And little ghosts, wandering souls, wild ghosts, and master Tongyou who have learned some superficial magic talismans and spells can also suppress them.
Ghosts gather tonight.
Xin Tianyou did not have any magic in one place, which was really distressing.
It's a bit like Lei Zhenzi destroying 100,000 insects in one fell swoop, but he can only point to point. He can catch one, but it's hard to catch the second one.
To ghosts, this world is full of malice.
The monks killed them, monsters ate them, the sunlight destroyed them, and the thunder struck them... Therefore, they were not brave, they were so fierce, and they ran away with a slight breeze.
After leaving the sedan door, Xintianyou found that he had arrived at a spacious courtyard.
There were five tables placed inside, with rich dishes. Seven or eight people sat around each table, looking straight over, her eyes glowing green.
These should be considered prestigious ghosts.
He couldn't see clearly whether the spider web or red silk thread was wrapped around the millstone on the side of the field.
A beautiful woman sat around the outside, with a white face, a bleak lips, and a fishy lips without any expression. According to the rules, women cannot sit on the table when holding weddings and weddings. Even if they sit on the table, they cannot sit on the table.
The boy was like a marionette, following Yan Po in a step, following him.
A boy suddenly stood up, revealing his green face and fangs. His mouth was opened one foot long, and the smelly saliva dripped down, and he bit his viciously at the back of the green shirt. The village woman next to it turned into a skeleton in seconds, raised her sharp claws, and penetrated her "swoosh" into the back of the boy's head.
The chopsticks fell and the bowl sounded.
All four tables stood up, revealing the half-shaped corpse, and was about to rush out. Some cheeks were half rotten, some eyeballs fell out of their eye sockets, but they were still connected with tendons, and some maggots were drilled into their chests...
Xin Tianyou turned around in surprise, but only saw the villagers at the four tables nodding and bowing quietly, and the gentle woman slapped the naughty child on the head. The boy shed a shiny saliva and said innocently: "Son-in-law, you smell so good..."
Yan Po twisted her head and raised her handkerchief, and cursed:
"You gang of thieves who are killed in heaven are all reincarnated by hungry and tuberculosis. You will know how to eat it. The main dish has not been conditioned, so you are so anxious!"
After saying that, he turned his face dark and led the scholar to the upper seat to introduce his father-in-law, his elder brother-in-law, his third uncle, and his grandfather.
Several people were smiling but not smiling, their eyes were all circling on Xin Tianyou, as if they were considering their quality.
Xin Tianyou also weighed them, and compared them silently with the records in Daozang, and swallowed a lot of saliva.
Damn, it's developed!
These are at least two hundred-year-old ghosts!
Especially after the war between China and Zhou, it devoured a large number of wandering souls and turned into a demon with real gold and pure feet.
The old man coughed twice, asked:
"Are you a scholar?"
Xin Tianyou wore a blue-shirted Confucian scholar suit today, and he answered respectfully.
"I have studied hard and haven't won the exam yet."
The "mother-in-law" dressed in the countryside rich man saw him swallowing hard, and quickly raised his chopsticks and smiled and advised him, "Son-in-law, eat vegetables, eat vegetables..."
Xintianyou remained motionless.
He did not activate the soul sensing, for fear that the strong spiritual radiation would scare the ghosts away. He could not tell the situation in front of him by his naked eyes alone.
Ghost knows whether this plate of chicken, duck, fish and meat is a toad, snot, leeches, maggots...
I won’t be fooled!
"Father-in-law" shivered with fat cheeks and raised her glass to greet each other.
"Son-in-law, drink. There is nothing else in our small village, and the water can be cleared. The wine brewed can smell it ten miles away..."
Xin Tianyou smiled and couldn't even smell the cup under his nose, saying:
"Wine can be chaotic, not drink in groups, and not indulge in... Cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country, and pacify the world. If you drink wine, you will easily go astray..."
The scene gradually became colder, and the "people" looked at each other and couldn't understand.
Before the scholar could finish his words, a huge palm slapped the table, shaking the chopsticks and dishes.
A voice roared:
"This guy is enjoying us!"
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