Chapter 29 The First Exorcism Ceremony! 3

At this moment, the curtains hanging on the wall began to move slowly from the middle to both sides. There, there was no one, nothing, but the curtains were moving, moving slowly and continuously. The thick cloth rubbed against the rough cement wall, making an uneasy "sss" sound. At the same time, the incense burner worshipped in front of the three paper cutters also shook inexplicably. The three incense sticks inserted on it suddenly emitted a charming red luster, which can be said to be dozens of times brighter than before. The speed of burning has also increased by dozens of times, so that the sandalwood incense, which was only burned in half an hour, burned to the bottom in less than ten seconds in full view of the public.

Cold! It's so cold! Liu Dashao suddenly shivered. He was stuffed out of stinky sweat just by the quilt that had just slipped onto his body. At this moment, he suddenly felt cold, and it was getting colder and colder, so that every breath he condensed into water mist in the air. Awu - Liu Dashao couldn't help sneezing and put it on Tian Guoqiang. The quilt on his leg pulled on himself again. Although he felt that it was very unrighteous and inhumane, he really couldn't stand this piercing cold. Over there, the village head Tian also changed his face and exchanged a look with Wang Laoshi and others. At the same time, he took a step back and his back was tightly attached to the wall next to the wooden door.

In the whole room, only Grandma Fan was facing the direction of the window. She raised her eyebrows and looked dull. When all the three incense sticks turned into ashes, she said faintly, "It's coming..."

"What's coming?" Director Tamura asked subconsciously.

"Shouldn't it be..." Xiao Mazi suddenly remembered something, quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and shrank behind the three old men, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Don't be afraid. If you are old, nothing can happen." Grandma Fan curled the corners of her mouth, smiled with a wrinkled ugly face, and inserted the other three sticks of incense prepared into the incense burner. In the curling white fog, she kept kowtowed and said respectfully, "The child's family is ignorant, which offends the dwelling place of the gods, and deserves to be punished. But now I'm almost suffering. I hope the immortals will raise their hands and give up. I'm tired of working hard. I will definitely take them to apologize..." Listening to her tone, it seemed that she was taking the place of several teenagers to plead, but her voice was dry and sharp, which was very unpleasant.

That's right. Grandma Fan is indeed 'seeking peace' now. As the saying goes, this cat has a cat's way, and the mouse has a rat's way. Our gods and gods and men also have their own rules and regulations, eight disciplines and four points of attention. Generally speaking, these Mr. Yin and Yang, who have accumulated a certain amount of popularity, still have a little ability, but it's not too big. After all, the next three-rate nine-rate deception also confuses outsiders. When you meet a bright-eyed person, you can pry out your braids with one finger. What's more, the countryside is big, there are many ravines, and the graves are all over the mountains. Maybe you go on an outing, walk in the spring, and trample on other people's graves as soon as you lose your foot. Because of this, it is not uncommon to occasionally have a ghost, ghost press the bed, weasel essence and so on. Therefore, Mr. Yin and Yang, who can get along, naturally has some experience and means to deal with these real guys.

But the ancients also said: killing 10,000 enemies and losing 8,000 self-injury, it is not too appropriate to use it in the profession of Mr. Yin and Yang. Why? You are half-baked. If you go and work hard with others, aren't you looking for death? It's okay once or twice. Three times or four times. Even if you have good ability, you have to make it dead or disabled. What's more unlucky, you are even scared to go crazy for life. On the street, you take off your trousers to the big girl and pee on the old man, alas! Don't be surprised, it's not uncommon. Therefore, after learning many lessons, the yin and yang gentlemen have figured out the negotiation, that is, every time they meet real ghosts and monsters, they first try to extinguish the fire and pressure others to see if they can use burning paper, accompany the crime, or satisfy a low-demanding wish. If it's done, it's just right. Everyone is happy. They are happy to count the money. If not, it's not too late to carry it. Anyway, the legs are on their own. If it really doesn't work, they will run away.

"Please forgive me, please forgive me..." Grandma Fan's heavy voice continued, and she kept making one or two echoes in the narrow room. The two overlapped one after another, which made everyone hear the hair upside down and trembling with goose bumps on the ground.

Her forehead was bruised, and Grandma Fan just closed her hand, squeezed an old face, and said with a smile, "Is my sincerity enough? If you think it's okay, let's make it. I, Mrs. Fan, take back these three paper people, and you will also withdraw from their bodies. After that, I will prepare more incense and paper money for you, okay?

"Do you think so?" Seeing that there was no movement around, Grandma Fan had to be cheeky and shouted again.

Still no one answered. The glass of the two windows was tightly closed, but the curtain that had just been opened was windless and drumped high.

What's going on? Grandma Fan blinked and thought to himself. According to the previous law, to achieve this step, most of the ghosts and gods gave some face and took the initiative to give in. At most, he will have some blood after the event and burn some money. But now, the other party doesn't even give a yes or no letter. What is his intention to hang himself here?

Did you take the initiative to leave?

Really? But why do you always feel that something is wrong? Grandma Fan racked her brains to think about it.

Suddenly, all the three incense sticks on the altar were cut off. With a bang, a flame burst out on the incense burner. During the burning, the three paper people pressed below were also wrapped in, and there was no residue left. In the fire, the altar began to bump violently, like driving a tractor through the potholed road.

"It's not good!" Grandma Fan's originally Zhizhu's face was shocked and pale. Both eyebrows are twisted to make water, but at least she is an experienced in this field. Her ability is average, but her experience is old-fashioned. At this moment, he took out three copper coins full of green rust from his sleeve and pressed them on the altar.

"This money is extraordinary money, five emperors' treasure money!" Grandma Fan's hair is full of hair. His left and right hands used the word "town" at the same time, pointing to the copper coin and roared loudly. But the movements of these columns are undoubtedly the dragonfly shaking the tree and the arm as a car. Just let the table stop for a few seconds to go of the binding force. Looking back at the table, it jumped more happily. He lifted all the copper basins, incense candles, etc., and smashed them on the ground and rushed around, causing the village head Tian and others to call repeatedly and unable to dodge. Grandma Fan was even worse because she was old and weak. She couldn't stand it for a while. Her legs did not stop. She pushed her buttocks to the ground. Looking at her face, she didn't have any pain. What's more, it was fear, a kind of fear from the depths of her heart!