The ghost doll looks like a tiger with a tiger head and a tiger brain, which is cuter than I imagined.
I didn’t know much about raising ghosts, so I was curious and took a second look.
As a result, the young man suddenly turned his head and met my eyes. This made me a little embarrassed and I quickly looked away.
Fortunately, he didn't pay much attention to me. He just glanced at me and then looked away.
"Did he find you looking at him?" Zhixi whispered in my ear.
"Probably not. Besides, let's see what happens. Can we still lose some of his flesh?"
After that, nothing happened. The young man finished feeding the little ghost and put it back in his bag.
When it was time to enter the station, he bought another pack of cigarettes, ran to the toilet and fiddled with it, and smoked seven or eight cigarettes in a row on the platform before getting on the bus.
I bought a sleeper berth, which originally had compartments for six people on the left and right sides and three levels on one side.
But since it was the off-season, there were not too many passengers on the bus, so Zhixi and I had the entire compartment occupied, which was quite comfortable.
The train started, and I lay on the berth, thinking about my plans for the next year.
My initial plan was to be a wandering Taoist priest, traveling around the country, helping people solve their problems and accumulating moral virtues, and at the same time, taking a look at the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. In this way, even if I don’t accumulate all the moral virtues after a year, I will die.
This life is not in vain.
But I thought again, no, how could I give up on myself like this in the first place? You know, my uncle’s life is still in my hands, and I can’t do anything that could cost me two lives.
So, I thought it would be quickest to just find a place, open a shop where Feng Shui can break the yin and yang, and take in business to earn yin virtue.
But where should I open my shop and where should my customers come from? This became a difficult problem that I needed to solve right now.
Looking at Zhixi lying in a daze eating snacks on the bed next to her, I asked curiously.
"By the way, didn't you say that your family is quite rich? What do your parents do?"
"Antique seller, why are you asking this?" Zhixi glanced at me and smiled.
"I understand, you want reward, right? Don't worry, I will tell them when I get back."
"That doesn't matter. I'm just asking. By the way, is my profession popular in your place?"
What I have learned before is that my profession is relatively popular in the Fujian and Guangdong areas in the south.
The further north you go, people's belief gradually changes from Yin and Yang Taoism to Chuma Xian.
Mao in the south and horse in the north, this is what we say.
Zhixi thought for a while and said: "It's not bad. In your line of work, except for those backward and remote areas, you are quite popular wherever you don't go?"
When I heard this, I thought this logic was wrong. Shouldn’t the more backward a place is, the more popular it becomes? Why is it the other way around?
"Are you saying the opposite?" I asked.
Zhixi shook her head and said, "No, think about it for yourself. The more backward a place is, the poorer it is. Sometimes they can't even afford food, let alone meat. You, a pig butcher, will definitely not be popular."
When I heard this, I immediately rolled my eyes and hurriedly explained: "It's not about killing pigs, I'm talking about metaphysics, Yin Yang and Feng Shui."
"Oh, that's okay. My family used to do that, but they stopped doing it later."
When I heard this, I became interested and asked, "Is there anything else like this?"
"Well, my great-grandfather was a Mr. Yin-Yang before he was alive, and he was much better than you!"
"My family's ancestral property was accumulated from my great-grandfather's generation."
"Later, when my grandfather was born, my great-great-grandfather said that he didn't want the curse of five evils and three deficiencies to affect future generations, so he cut off the line. So my family has been in the antique business since my grandfather's generation.
until now."
"At the other end of my ancestral house, there is a Feng Shui hall left by my great-grandfather. Every once in a while, my grandfather will clean it. Except for him, including grandma, no one else is allowed to enter, and the key is always there.
Grandpa keeps it."
I was quite surprised by this. I didn't expect that Zhixi's family actually had such a past.
Just when I was about to ask more questions, suddenly, a shout came from the carriage.
"Where's my bag? Who took it away from me? Flight attendant, someone stole it!"
The person shouting was a middle-aged uncle, and there were two other people traveling with him.
The three of them were making a lot of noise, and there were also enthusiastic passengers helping them search.
When the flight attendant came over and learned about the situation, he said he could help check the surveillance system on the train to see if it had fallen somewhere.
The middle-aged uncle agreed and left with the flight attendant, but after a while, the two of them came back.
The flight attendant looked a little ugly. Since my compartment was on the far right side of the car, when the two of them came back, the flight attendant walked in directly and asked in a low voice.
"Boy, please ask, have you seen a yellow shoulder bag?"
Zhixi and I both shook our heads and said no, and the flight attendant asked again to see how we were saluting.
I shrugged and said, "We didn't bring any luggage. You can see for yourself. We just have some food and fun."
After taking a look, the flight attendant whispered something to the middle-aged man behind him.
Afterwards, the flight attendant apologized to us, backed out, and walked into the next compartment, still saying the same thing.
Seeing this, Zhixi frowned and asked: "Is this an invasion of personal privacy? How can a flight attendant just watch others salute?"
I ignored him and said to myself, "That man has a problem."
"What did you see again?" Zhixi asked.
I shook my head and said, "I'm just talking about his face, triangular eyes, scattered eyebrows, and his eyes habitually looking at people diagonally. This shows that this person is hiding something in his heart and is cunning and scheming."
"Look at the flight attendant just now. He behaves awkwardly and is not very old. At first glance, he doesn't look like a seasoned person."
"You are right. How can a flight attendant just look at other people's salutes? She must have been instigated by that man."
"How can he, a passenger, instruct the flight attendant?" Zhixi asked curiously.
"Think about it this way. You are a student who has just stepped out of society. You have finally found a job as a flight attendant. Not long after you started working, when you were at work, a passenger said that he had lost something. You offered to check the surveillance system."
"But after looking at the surveillance, there was no result. The passenger was anxious. He is older than you and a male. If he takes action, you will be the only one who suffers. He threatened you that if you don't find his things, he will complain to your superiors.
, causing you to lose this job."
"You don't want to lose this job. At this time, the passenger said that there were few people in the carriage anyway, so he might as well go through everyone's greetings, and he would definitely be able to find his things."
"What would you do in this situation?" I asked.
Zhixi said: "Explain this matter to your superiors."
"He has threatened to report you to your superiors and you will lose your job. How dare you take the initiative to report to your superiors?" I asked.
Zhixi puffed up her chest and said, "I'm not short of money. If I lose my job, I'll lose it. Why should I listen to him? Who is he?"
I slapped my forehead and said speechlessly: "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."
At this moment, a familiar voice came from inside the carriage.
"Why do you look in my bag?"
"He lost his things, what does it have to do with me?"
"Get out! Don't touch my things. If you dare to touch them, I will let you die. Do you hear me?"
Isn't this voice the young man who raised the imp just now? This chapter has been completed!