Huangxian and weasel are said to be very spiritual, and many folklore are about them.

In the past, the word folk was widely used to refer to rural areas.

Nowadays, the word rural is widely used to refer to poverty, backwardness, underdevelopment, and uncivilization.

I don’t know whether it’s because of the above reasons or something else, but there are so many weird stories in rural areas.

The Heping Village where I lived was a forest area, where workers and peasants were not separated. At that time, the forest area was also very poor, and many residents in the forest area were from rural areas. The Feng Shui customs of their hometowns were still preserved, such as worshiping Baojiaxian.

As the name suggests, Baojiaxian is a deity who protects the family. It is one or several enlightened deities who protect the safety of the family members. On the first and fifteenth day of the year, offerings and incense must be made to them.

Baojiaxian and Tangkouxian are the same. The difference is that Baojiaxian has not yet begun to expand its team and is a single or small group organization. Baojiaxian is about spirit and is relatively friendly and can be treated like a virtual family member.

The family belongs to whose family. If the current generation cannot find one, they have to find the next generation. They will not leave this family and protect it from generation to generation. Many of my friends who read books must have seen it. Usually there is a memorial tablet and incense burner in the side room.

The Bao family fairies are: Grandpa Hu Xianzu, Grandma Hu Xianzu, Grandpa Hu Xian, Grandma Hu Xian, Second Grandpa Hu Xian, Second Grandpa Hu Xian, Third Grandpa Hu Xian, Third Grandma Hu Xian, Grandpa Huangxian, Grandma Huangxian, Chang

Mr. Immortal, Mrs. Changxian, Mr. Mangxian,

Black old lady, Long Eyebrow Immortal, Stuttering Immortal, Shandong Immortal, Hu Tiangang, Hu Tianlei, Hu Xiangu, Hu Tianchun, Hu Cui'e, Hu Cuihua, Hu Tianfei, Hu Tianfeng, Chang Tianlong, Chang Xiangu, Mang Tianlong, Mang Cuixia, Chang Tianfeng, Dharma Protector Tianlong

, protector earth python.

I can't explain the names of these many, but four of them are outstanding. There are many wild boars in our area, and there are also many black blinds. As for the robe, pheasant, and greyhound (a type of squirrel), they are the hunters' preference.

However, no matter how good a hunter is, there are things that he dare not hunt. They are the legendary Four Immortals - Hu Liu Bai Huang.

Fox Fairy, Snake Fairy, Hedgehog Fairy, Yellow Fairy.

In fact, it belongs to the Five Immortals, whose full name is Huliubaihuanghui, namely fox, snake, hedgehog, weasel (weasel) and rat. Later, I don’t know whether it was because there were too many rats, too much food or other reasons, the rat was kicked out of the Five Immortals.

Among the five immortals, there are only four major tablets left.

My neighbor’s surname is Li. He often jokes that we were the same family five hundred years ago. When I think about this family, my mother is still grateful. At that time, you couldn’t eat white noodles or rice noodles. You couldn’t eat enough. You had to buy everything.

Tickets, sell food and ask for food stamps, buy

You need fuel stamps to buy oil, cloth stamps to buy cloth... everything is distributed uniformly across the country. At that time, my parents did not have household registration, and there was a term called blind flow at that time. I didn't know what it meant, but it was just what the name at that time contained.

The meaning should not be much better than that of a gangster.

Without a household registration, you can't buy anything, even if you have money. At that time, Aunt Li saw that my family was pitiful, so she gave my family one pound of oil and two pounds of white flour. My mother often said that it was during her confinement period (when she gave birth to me)

), I steamed steamed buns with white flour and gave them to the midwife. I still had half a bottle of oil on my first birthday.

When I was about ten years old, my life was already prosperous. My parents also had their household registration, and it was not so difficult to eat. I could still eat apples several times a year.

Aunt Li’s family has many children, three sons and one daughter. The daughter’s name is Ping, and I call her Sister Ping. When I was ten years old, Sister Ping got married and gave birth to a son the following year. It is said that when his son was born, there was a red cloud in the sky.

, so he was named Yunbo.

This story begins with Sister Ping.

Sister Ping has a very distinctive appearance. Her father leads the team to load the trucks, and Sister Ping's husband works with his father. Since both of them are surnamed Li, and they are kind to my family, the relationship between the two families is very good.

Sister Ping gave birth to a baby, but she still lived with her parents, which was very inconvenient. My father talked to my brother-in-law and asked him to build a small room.

There was no shortage of wood at that time, and the urbanites who use plywood today will never know what it feels like to split a one-meter-diameter red pine and burn it as a wooden plow. The people at that time were also simple, and the residents of today's buildings will never know it.

The true meaning of neighbor.

At that time, if someone's family had something to do, everyone was eager to help. There was no shortage of wood and manpower, so Sister Ping's house was quickly built, and it was built next to his family's Zhezi. (At that time, every family

There are a few pieces of firewood, and when they are chopped and put together, they are called zhezi.) When you move into a new house, you usually have to hang some money on the beam (some use old-fashioned copper coins strung together, and my family uses five cents).

A hole was made in the middle of the coin.) Brother-in-law Ping stomped up to the house with a zhezi and tied copper coins to the middle beam.

After the coins were hung, Brother Ping waved his hand, and someone set off firecrackers below, and relatives and friends came to congratulate him.

Brother-in-law Ping was also looking down at the room, saying hello to everyone and expressing his gratitude for everyone's help. At this time, Brother-in-law Ping saw a weasel, with yellow fur all over its body, a black mouth, and round eyes looking at Brother-in-law Ping.

Brother Ping never believed in evil, so he said, "What are you looking at?" He picked up a porridge and threw it over.

I don't know whether it was a natural or man-made disaster or bad luck, but the coffin hit the weasel on the little head.

The weasel closed its eyes, tilted its head, and died.

Brother-in-law Ping stepped down from the tree, holding the weasel he had just killed in his hand.

Some people nearby who had never seen it were laughing and joking, and some believed it, shaking their heads. Brother-in-law Ping didn't think anything of it, and cordially greeted everyone to eat.

At noon the next day, while I was eating, Aunt Li came over in a panic and said that Xiaoping was ill.

Before my father got off work, my mother and I came to Aunt Li's house. We saw Sister Ping lying on the kang (fired kangs are common in the Northeast), with her hands and feet in the air, foaming at the mouth, and kept screaming. She seemed extremely sad.

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"This is a scam," someone said.

Aunt Li was so frightened that she couldn't speak. Uncle Li walked to the kang, grabbed Sister Ping's hand and asked, "Where are you from? How can you possess my daughter?"

After hearing this, Sister Ping stopped crying and made trouble. She started to get excited, her eyes widened, and she pointed at Uncle Li's nose and said angrily: "You old Litou, your son-in-law killed my son, and you still come to ask questions."

I, we have been neighbors for so many years, and now you ask me to send my white-haired person to the black-haired person, and you still ask me what I am here for, I am here to take revenge!"

Then, Sister Ping kept scolding, and a string of names came out of her mouth, and her language was extremely vicious. She scolded and jumped on the kang, and acted violently.

At this time, Aunt Li was slightly better, and she kept kowtowing to her, asking her to let her daughter go. Since Brother Ping's husband was at work, he couldn't find her for a while. Sister Ping's relatives and friends were all with her, but Sister Ping still scolded her.

The uncle's ancestors started scolding her in the eighteenth generation, and she kept scolding her in this life. The cycle was repeated and it seemed to never stop. When she was tired of scolding, she would sit on the kang to rest for a while, crying and telling her grievances. When she calmed down, she continued to scold her.

Later I learned from my neighbor that the name Sister Ping mentioned was the ancestor of Uncle Li.

Many neighbors watched and said nice things, but the Huang Xian still refused to give up.

Later, my mother thought of Aunt Xie and asked Aunt Li to invite her.

When Auntie Xie came, Sister Ping glanced at her and scolded her for being nosy.

"The person is dead, so it's not an option to keep it this way, so I came to intercede." Auntie Xie said.

"It's all over if you die. Is it easy for you to tell me? Could it be that you also came to bully my old lady?" Sister Ping's eyes were like bells, and she was even more angry.

"This is also your son's disaster. It's the end of the disaster, but it's also cause and effect." Aunt Xie said.

"I don't care about cause and effect, I just want my son." Sister Ping cried and shouted again.

Sister Ping's son is only one month old, and he is still crying in his infancy.

"You are tired too. After all, people cannot be resurrected after death. Take a rest. The child is still young. Let him have some milk." Aunt Xie said.

"How come her son is her son, should my son die?" Sister Ping still refused.

Uncle Li and Aunt Li both knelt down and begged, and the child's cries gradually became hoarse.

Sister Ping sighed, looked at the child, and said, "Let him have some milk." Then she lay back, as if falling asleep.

Uncle Li actually helped Sister Ping up, Auntie Xie pinched her, and Sister Ping woke up faintly.

"Second Aunt is here." Sister Ping saw my mother for the first time.

"It's back to normal." Someone said. At this time, Sister Ping greeted these people one by one as if she had just met them. When she saw her son crying, she hurriedly breastfed her and asked what happened.

She had no idea what she had just done.

It took a few minutes for her to hand the baby to Aunt Li, and then she lay down and the baby sprouted.

Aunt Xie put forward many conditions, but Wong Tai Sin just refused to comply.

Later, Aunt Xie came out of the house, called a few people, and told them, "With Xiaoping as the center, look for the Huangxian within a hundred meters."

Auntie Xie said that Huang Xian is charming and has a specific range. The ability of this Huang Xian will not exceed 100 meters, so it can definitely be found.

Everyone in the family and relatives were looking for her, but Sister Ping kept scolding her on the kang. Then she seemed to find something. She kept scolding Aunt Xie for being nosy, and then she kept hitting her head. Uncle Li had to look for her.

Several people held her body down, but Sister Ping, a woman, was not strong enough to hold her down. Sister Ping still suffered a bruised head and blood.

Later, Sister Ping cursed everyone and uttered threats. Strangely enough, she knew exactly who was in everyone's home, and threatened that if anyone interfered further, they would definitely find her home.

Everyone who went out to look for her came back and no longer dared to look for her. Only Auntie Xie was still stomping around the tree in circles.

Auntie Xie finally found it in the crack of a tree stomped on.

A huge weasel was stamping on the cracks of the tree, seemingly in trance.

When Aunt Xie saw it, her heart dropped.

Later, when chatting, Aunt Xie said that the Huangxian was as big as a puppy (Domestic dogs at that time were not the pets in the city now. At that time, dogs had two functions, one was to look after the house, and the other was to hunt, so the typical domestic dog

The dogs are all big mutts of the Chinese breed. Hunters often use them as hunting dogs. The big dogs stand up to the height of a man.), its mouth is white. The weasel is yellow all over, shaped like a wolf, and looks like a rat, hence its name.

If a weasel has black hair on its mouth, that weasel has a certain moral character and can be charming. But the weasel in front of us has a white mouth, which means it must have a certain spiritual character for more than a hundred years, said Aunt Xie.

Ordinary Dao Xingqian's Huangxian Charming is controlled remotely. He finds a safe place and establishes contact with the person concerned through some unknown means. Any action he makes on one side will be followed by the other person's actions, and he can communicate verbally through that person.

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And this Huangxian can be controlled by closing his eyes and thinking, which shows that the Taoism has reached a certain level.

Aunt Xie said that if the hidden Huangxian is charming, you will definitely be able to find him around, usually in a secret place within a hundred meters. When he is charming, his body cannot move. You can catch him and take him with you.

Go in front of the client, pierce the client's middle finger with a silver needle, and threaten him to give up his plot. And you must not beat him to death, otherwise he may die together with the victim.

As long as you catch its true body, it will usually become subdued. No one wants to lose their Taoism all at once. If they make an oath to it, give it some face and make some compensation, most situations can be resolved. These practicing creatures are the best.
To be continued...