"Little brother, I would also like to ask you to lend me some things to Pindao. The big demon is about to arrive here. Pindao wants to open an altar to practice magic and pray for talismans to ward off the demon!"
Lin Jiu looked serious, her eyebrows knitted together and her eyes solemn.
"okay."
Souma Yukihira just listened to the general idea from the side.
Like A Gang, he grew up listening to the story of One Hundred Ghosts Walking in the Night, and originally had half-belief in the existence of ghosts.
Now that I have seen Taoist Lin's miraculous methods, and that my father has not refuted it, perhaps it is almost certain that a great demon is about to be born.
If this is really the case, then he must be helping Daoist Lin.
No matter what, we can’t let the restaurant be destroyed!
And to be honest, being able to experience subduing ghosts, a situation that only appeared in stories, made Soma Yukihira a little excited.
"Do we need to prepare anything?"
After thinking about all this, Xing Ping Soma seemed very enthusiastic.
"Prepare paper, pen, ink, knife, and sword."
Lin Jiu put his left hand on his right arm, holding the seal in his hand, secretly calculating the time, frowning and giving instructions in a deep voice.
"Um, Taoist Priest..."
On the side, Yukihira Soma was a little dumbfounded.
Paper, pen and ink are easy to say, but where can I get these knives and swords?
I don’t know if a kitchen knife will work!
"Um?"
Lin Jiu came back to her senses and noticed that Xing Ping Soma was hesitant to speak. She was slightly startled, then realized what she was doing and hurriedly introduced herself.
"I'm Lin Jiu. Because I'm the ninth in the family, everyone calls me Uncle Jiu!"
…
Oops!
Jessica couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
The front leg just recognized a father, and the back leg showed up as Uncle Nine.
I just came here for a meal, but I got to meet two relatives.
Yukihira Soma doesn't have as many psychological activities as Jessica.
"Uncle Jiu, we can't understand what you're saying either."
"ah?"
Lin Jiu had a look of confusion on his face, and then he came to his senses.
Neither Qiu Sheng nor Wen Cai followed.
The Jessica next to her was obviously a foreign girl who knew nothing about Eastern mysticism, while Souma Yukihira didn't know his specific requirements.
"Why!"
Lin Jiu sighed. He missed his two apprentices now.
"Prepare yellow paper, red pen, black ink, real sword and wooden sword."
"Yellow paper is available in the store. We just got a batch of it a few days ago. It was originally intended to be used to write menus."
Yukihira Soma ran to the back kitchen and took out a thick stack of printing paper from the locker.
"Uncle Jiu, look, is this okay?"
"..."
Lin Jiu looked silently at the yellow paper in front of him, which even had the logo of Yukihira Dining Room printed on it. The corner of his mouth twitched a little, and he felt a headache at the same time.
"I'll just redeem this later."
Yellow paper, also known as talisman paper, has no special requirements for the material of the paper, but obviously this kind of paper is definitely not suitable.
"Is there a big cock in the store?"
Lin Jiu asked.
"Yes, the big rooster that was just delivered last night is still growing well in the kitchen."
Yukihira Soma said quickly.
…
"A Gang!"
A Gang was watching the excitement, and at this moment, his father's voice came from the storage warehouse.
"Help Dad."
Hearing his father's call, Gang ran quickly, only to find his father struggling to move the salt shakers in the warehouse.
A Gang was a little confused. Taoist Lin was about to open a Dharma altar, so why was Dad still moving away the debris?
Is this to sprinkle salt to ward off evil spirits?
"Take these salt shakers to the front hall, and Dad will prepare something for you."
After saying this, Dad didn't care about Gang's confused look, and just opened the curtain and went to the second floor.
Waiting for A Gang to pull the small cart and forcefully drag several large salt shakers from the warehouse to the front hall.
Then Dad walked downstairs holding a strange object that looked like a lizard.
"Agang, get it."
Dad couldn't help but put the lizard dick into A Gang's hand.
"Sprinkle salt first, then seal the door. Later, you can recite the incantation with Dad."
"Ah ha?" A Gang was startled for a moment, then became pleasantly surprised, "Dad, can I also be a mage?"
"Stop talking so much and do as dad says."
"After cleaning up, you and Chuangzhen go to school quickly. Things here have nothing to do with you."
"Hey, why is this like this? I also want to drive away ghosts!"
Ganga was a little unhappy when she heard that such a big thing had happened in the store, but they still had to go to school to report it today.
But before he finished speaking, his father put two fingers together and hit A Gang hard on the head.
"Never doubt what daddy says."
"oh!"
A Gang touched his head aggrievedly, walked out of the store and walked around the dining room to start spreading salt.
On the other side, Lin Jiu now put on a yellow Taoist robe with a Bagua formation painted on the back, and also held a peach wood sword in his hand.
"Dad."
A Gang looked at the altar and felt really itchy in his heart. He moved closer to his father and lowered his voice.
"What Uncle Jiu said about soul-catching spirits and zombies wandering around, are these all true?"
"oops."
"Boy, why do you care so much? Dad is so annoyed."
Dad scratched his head with a headache, and then drove A Gang aside.
"Hurry up and sprinkle salt on Dad!"
…
At this time, on the street in front of the restaurant, tables, chairs and benches were covered with yellow cloth to form an altar. The red candles on both sides lit up the dim candlelight. The wine jars containing butterflies and two dead soul insects were placed on the left and right.
On the altar.
"Uncle Jiu, the rooster is here."
Xing Ping Soma pinched the chicken's neck, slipped a big rooster weighing seven to eight pounds, and ran out of the store.
"Slit the rooster's neck. This rooster has the strongest yang energy and is miraculous in exorcising ghosts. It can be used to draw spells and scare away ghosts."
Lin Jiu nodded and said to Xingping Soma.
"Okay, I'm good at this."
Jessica was grinding ink at the table, while Yukihira Souma started taking blood.
The knife cut open the rooster's neck, and Lin Jiu held a small porcelain bowl in his hand. After receiving only the blood at the bottom of the bowl, he waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
"Uncle Jiu, is this little blood enough?"
Yukihira Soma asked with some doubts. He originally thought that the chicken blood used in this method would need to be collected in a basin, but it turned out that the bottom of a small bowl was enough.
"It doesn't matter how high the mountain is, as long as there are immortals, there will be spirits. It doesn't matter if there is too much blood, as long as there are materials!"
Lin Jiu smoothly took the ink from Jessica's hand, mixed it with the chicken blood in the bowl, and then began to prepare other requirements for the altar ceremony.
…
Yukihira Soma stood aside and watched Uncle Jiu working, then looked back at Asuka who was being restrained by his father in the store. He remembered what Uncle Jiu had just said, that after the big devil behind the scenes was eliminated, they would be fried.
Xingping Sozhen had fried many spring rolls and dumplings before, but he couldn't bear to face these two little ones in front of him.
"Uncle Jiu, I don't think they could have done anything evil if they were caught by you and dad so easily."
"Maybe they were instigated by bad people. Maybe they are innocent. If they just got into trouble like this, wouldn't it be too..."