Upon hearing this, the fat aunt became very excited, and three pairs of little eyes, including Jin Jiuye's, were staring at me.
I'm too lazy to explain to them. It's useless to explain this kind of thing.
He picked up the incense sticks and put three sticks of incense on the female ghost who had been taken in by Master Jiu. Then he went into the back room to pack his things and prepare to leave.
Along the way, Xiaopang kept talking about his admiration for the pervert, and did not quietly stop until he saw the woman again.
The woman walked in front and led us to her home. She was really charming and charming. When I saw the fat guy staring at her butt, I knew that this guy must be feeling uncomfortable.
We were speechless all the way, and soon we entered a nearby villa area. I don't often come to places where rich people stay. At a glance, there were countless beautiful women with luxury cars.
The woman's home is located near the innermost location. The two-story structure is not particularly large. This building is older, but it still has the same style.
Master Jiu stood at the door and looked around, but didn't see anything interesting. He asked the woman to open the door and went into the house and walked around several times.
I took this opportunity to take a look. The place where the woman lives is clean and tidy. From the inside to the outside, the place has a strong petty bourgeois flavor.
There is a painting on the wall of the living room. It is so big that it almost fills up the free wall.
The painting is very skillful, freehand, and the alternating dark and light ink colors are extremely vivid. In terms of technique alone, it has a bit of Xu Beihong's style. However, compared with Mr. Beihong's original work, this thing is more delicate but less free and easy.
Feel.
I looked at the seal in the corner and didn't recognize it.
During this process, Jiuye and Xiaopang were not idle either. They looked around every corner, and in the end they didn't find anything unusual.
Master Jiu called the woman aside and whispered to her cautiously. After hearing this, the woman hesitated for a long time before nodding in agreement.
After discussing it, Master Jiu asked Xiaopang to go to a nearby shroud shop to buy a paper figurine for sacrificial rituals. He took a brush and dipped it in the dew collected in the morning on his lower eyelids, and then found two chopsticks in the kitchen for the person to use.
The woman holds it in her mouth.
After about half an hour, Master Jiu took off the chopsticks, handed one to the woman to hold, and inserted the other into the head of the paper man.
The exposed part of the chopsticks accounts for about one-third of the total, which is not obvious from the outside.
Taking the paper figure in his hand, Master Jiu used cinnabar to write something like a charm on her back. This time, the names of the great gods were missing but the woman's birth date was added to it.
Jiuye's handwriting wasn't pretty, but it was clear and neat. When he finished writing, he asked the woman to lie on the bed and walked over with a writing brush.
Then I thought about it, he kicked us out of the house, and only the person involved knows what he did inside.
Lying at the door and eavesdropping, there were moans and groans coming from inside from time to time. The sound was not loud, but it made people's blood rush.
It lasted about twenty minutes before the woman came out. When she came out, her face was flushed and flushed.
Seeing her tugging at the hem of her clothes, I seemed to have discovered something...
Seeing us blocking the door, the woman's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly walked downstairs with her bag in hand, her high heels clicking in a hurry.
Behind her was Jin Jiuye. This old guy was sweating profusely as if he had just done some strenuous exercise.
I stared at him, and Xiaopang also stared at him.
"What's wrong?" Master Jiu said, stroking his head and pretending to be innocent.
"What...are you two doing in there? How old are you?" The little black fat man said seriously as he took Jin Jiuye's fat hand and smelled it.
"Go, go, go, wherever you want!" Master Jiu said, waving his hands one after another.
"Why are you nervous? Just ask." Looking at his nervous look, I knew something must be wrong.
"This...she...I just...just drew a talisman for her..." Hesitating, Jiuye said.
"Do I need to take off my clothes to draw the talisman?" I asked, holding my shoulders.
"Drawing talismans will make your body smell like perfume? How do you touch it and it smells so good?" Little Fatty asked, also holding his shoulders.
"What's wrong? She's not satisfied!" When we asked anxiously, Master Jiu looked a little angry, "I just drew a talisman on her back! No way!"
"I didn't say no, I see you're in a hurry..." I said with a sly smile.
"Go, go, go, you all just die... I'm so full that I don't think about good things!" Master Jiu said, angrily walking out, taking advantage of him to play with the red rope.
, I glanced into the room.
I don't know when the paper man had changed into a set of clothes, which seemed to belong to the graceful Ms. Zhao. The paper man was lying on the bed, still covered with a quilt, because the shape and size of the thing was similar to that of a living person, lying there.
She really looks like a woman...
kindness?
What is this for?
Seeing him like this, I was stunned. At this time, Jin Jiuye had already taken out a bundle from his bag, counted the contents, and asked the fat man to go to the kitchen to get a plate.
When the fat boy came back, Jin Jiuye took out a piece of oil paper used to hold sesame seeds in his pocket. The paper package was folded into a trigram shape and was quite thick.
"What is this?" I asked seeing that he had many similar things in his pocket.
"This is the incense ashes, the incense ashes from the iron building." Master Jiu said, tearing off a corner of the small bag and pouring the ashes into the plate that Xiaopang brought as if pouring tea.
Close the doors and windows in the house, place a copper coin on the sill of each window, and then draw down all the curtains. Suddenly it becomes much darker inside.
After checking inside and out, Master Jiu felt that there were no omissions, so he pressed the switch to turn on the light inside and took the plate of incense ash in his hand.
Walking to the window, Jin Jiuye took the plate and started blowing the ashes.
The first place to go is the kitchen, then the toilet, then the bedroom, corridor, and living room.
When he was blowing that thing, Master Jiu walked backwards, looking extra careful every step of the way.
His movement of blowing the ashes was very special, a bit like the movement of spitting out fireballs that day. He held it in his mouth for a breath and his cheeks bulged up. He blew it thin and long, but he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
Strangely enough, the messy soot immediately became stable as soon as it came out of Jiuye's mouth. A thin layer of smoke filled the entire kitchen and soon spread a thin layer of dust on the floor.
The dust is so thin that you can't even see it if you don't look carefully.
After each room, Jin Jiuye closed a door, finished another room, and then closed the door.
In this way, it didn't take long for him to finish blowing the entire second floor smoothly.