"Hurry up!" Xiaorou said, running over at once, her fair little hands spread in the air as if she couldn't refuse.
I looked at her, took out a dime coin from my pocket and put it in her hand. At this moment, even she was amused, and she rushed over with her teeth and claws bared and refused to give up until she snatched the phone away.
"Xiaorou, how long have you known each other?" Xin'er, who was watching us fooling around, asked Xiaorou after ordering a plate of fish balls and going in.
"It's been more than half a year." Xiaorou said while flipping through various things on her phone.
"That's great." Xin'er said, curling her lips, and then said to me as if she was remembering something: "By the way, classmate Lao Li, there is something I have always wanted to ask you."
"You said." Looking up at him, I waited for her question.
"Tell me, are there really ghosts in this world?" Xin'er said, pouting her little mouth and looking very solemn.
Seeing her ask this, I felt strange, "Oh? Why do you ask that?"
"As I said, it's just curiosity." After she finished speaking, she stared at me with her big eyes blinking, "Comrade Lao Li, please take my question seriously. Are there any ghosts in this world?"
"Yes." I pondered for a moment and nodded.
In fact, you shouldn't say this to her, because it is very unsafe to cause a psychological shadow to such an innocent little girl.
"Then...then, what do they look like..." Xin'er said, slightly nervous, like a little girl watching a ghost movie, obviously very scared but still very curious.
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"Well...it's almost the same as in the movie. There are differences in appearance between different types. For example, those wearing red clothes are mostly evil ghosts, and those wearing white clothes are mostly innocent ghosts. There are also people with different appearance and clothing.
It's exactly the same time, so I can't tell." After thinking about it, I said.
"So, what about the little ghosts? What do they look like?" After hearing what I said, Xin'er asked very carefully.
"Kid?" Upon hearing this, his heart sank for no reason, "Xin'er, you..."
"No, I'm just asking." Xiner said, holding the straw of Coke in her mouth and stopped talking. I knew that this girl must be lying.
"If you don't tell me the truth, I can't help you." After pondering for a while, I didn't answer his question.
"Okay, Xiaorou is right, you are not fun at all." Xiner said, pouting a little unhappy, then took her bag over, rummaged through it and quickly removed it.
I pulled out a small, shiny golden doll from the bottom.
It was a statue of a boy with his hands clasped together, as big as a fist, and the thing inside looked like a little monk. He was sitting in a conical glass vessel, with his head slightly lowered as if he was chanting sutras.
The young monk's body was coated with a thick layer of gold powder. However, the gold powder was old and the color was a bit dark. Around the glass vessel, there was a circle of gilt copper ornaments, with a base below and a pull on top.
Ring, judging from the craftsmanship, it shouldn't be too early. The style seems to have been passed down from Southeast Asia. The Buddha statues there are somewhat different from those in the mainland. As long as you pay attention to this, it is not difficult to see.
"This is..." When we saw this thing, Xiaopang and I were suddenly shocked. Although it was the first time we saw it with our own eyes, I still guessed the origin of this thing.
"Xin'er, this is Gumantong you are holding... Where did you get such a thing..." Xiaopang said, staring at the bronze statue and using a kind of
He looked at Xin'er with disbelief.
Hearing this, Xin'er nodded slightly anxiously, "My mother brought this back from Thailand. She said it was a fortune-telling boy invited from the temple, and she spent a lot of money on it! But I always feel that this boy is a little bit...
What a sinister thing...Xiaorou said that you guys specialize in this business, so I looked for you and told you the truth, I, I just want to know what this thing is..."
"..." As soon as he heard this, the imaginative little fat boy immediately wilted. It seems that this love affair is not real. This little girl has other desires... That sentence
What do you mean? Yes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Thinking of this, I patted him to express my comfort.
Then he raised his head and said to Xiner: "If I'm not wrong, this thing is called Gumantong. It is a sacred object used for worship. There are many people who worship it in Southeast Asia. It is rare here. In the south,
Yes. I heard that this kind of thing is very effective. If you treat it sincerely, it will protect you."
Upon hearing this, Xin'er looked at Xiaorou in confusion, and then asked me anxiously: "Then, what exactly is it? Is it the kind of kid who makes money for others..."
"Well...how should I put it..."
I scratched my chin and thought for a while, I really didn't know how to explain it to her.
This Gumantong has a certain connection with the little ghosts raised by the people, but it is a bit inappropriate to say that they are the same. Because they are completely two natures. When chatting, Jiu Ye once said that Taoists are not interested in ghosts.
The attitude of this kind of thing is a bit tough. Although we are not willing to act recklessly, when we help people solve their problems, we will inevitably use some powerful techniques.
Therefore, when people like us are mentioned, the first thing that comes to mind are words such as exorcism, subduing demons, subduing demons, and calming souls. These all have roots. As mentioned before, the Maoshan people believe that ghosts are
, combines eighteen kinds of misfortune into one body, and whoever encounters it will be unlucky, so a serious Taoist magician will not have much entanglement with these things.
As for the method of raising ghosts, it is even more taboo among Taoists. Many people think that those who raise ghosts are Taoist priests, but they are wrong. Real Taoist priests do not do this. Those who raise ghosts and make money are alchemists who know magic.
It was true that some Taoist secrets were used to enslave those brats, but this kind of thing was just like the monk who raised the Blood Brass Tathagata, and it could only be done by evil sects.
The little ghosts who are raised feed on the blood of their masters. If they disobey, they will be whipped. Moreover, with talismans planted in their bodies, they may be beaten to death by their masters at any time and will never be reincarnated.
In comparison, this Gumantong is different. In essence, Gumantong is also a kid. However, most of the Gumantong stay in the world voluntarily. This is different from the native people who are detained by the alchemists and cannot be reincarnated.
The kid is very different.
In other words, the Gumantong obtained through normal channels will stay in the human world to accumulate merit. If you are good to it, it will be good to you. When you support it, you should treat it as a family member. It also has its own joys, sorrows and joys.
, also know how to stay close, and there are many people who are grateful among many individuals. If you want to say it, these little guys are no different from children with some great abilities.