On the second day of the lunar month, Mu Ran stayed at Zhao's house to pack up her things, and Luo Fan followed Zhao Shilin to Mrs. Ding's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Mrs. Ding seemed to know that they were coming, so she had already packed up and waited for them.

There was no one else at home, only the old lady. In the middle of the main hall was a hall with incense tables on the back wall. On the back wall, the names on the above were extremely complete.

Luo Fan glanced at Zhao Shilin, and Zhao Shilin said, "My master's hall must be even better than mine!"

Mrs. Ding looked a little laughing today and asked the two of them to sit on the half-fire kang next to her.

Luo Fan nodded, but instead of sitting down, he lit three incense sticks, venerated the gods from all directions and inserted them into the incense burner.

Three incense sticks, the white cigarettes were straight upwards, and they were spinning in the air to form a circle.

Mrs. Ding's eyes narrowed when she smiled, "Da Xian'er said, you're welcome!"

Luo Fan smiled faintly, "Of course I have to say hello to the immortals when I come!"

The three of them sat on the kang, ate the snacks prepared by the old lady, and drank tea.

Mrs. Ding looked at Luo Fan with satisfaction.

"I also heard that your master brought you with me back then, but I was weak at that time and didn't meet him."

"Yes, I just heard Mr. Zhao say it yesterday. I was young back then, and now I am here, so I will definitely come to see you!" Luo Fan said politely.

When he came here, Luo Fan originally wanted to see what the so-called great immortal was, but Mrs. Ding kept talking about the past and he was embarrassed to change the topic.

More than two hours passed after this chat.

Zhao Shilin listened with relish. In the past, the one who heard from his grandfather the most was how smart Kua Luofan was. Now that he saw that living, he realized that if a person is outstanding, he would really be unable to stop anything.

The three people were talking when someone suddenly knocked at the door.

"Is Ding Daxian'er at home?" It was the voice of a middle-aged woman, a little quick, it seemed that there was something urgent.

"Come in!" When Mrs. Ding heard this movement, she changed her aura and returned to her previous serious and serious look.

Zhao Shilin quickly put his shoes on the ground and stood respectfully beside Mrs. Ding. Luo Fan was a little surprised, but calm.

Every industry has its own rules, just watch.

The person who came in opened the door was indeed a middle-aged woman in her fifty years old. She had a fat figure and a little scattered hair. She seemed to be running over and breathing a little.

"Ding Daxian, please help me see. The wife of the fourth family is fascinated by the yellow skin!" said the woman.

Mrs. Ding lowered her eyelids and said nothing. The middle-aged woman seemed to suddenly remember something. She took out a big red envelope from her pocket and placed it on the incense table. Then she lit three incense sticks, knelt in front of the incense table and kowtowed three times, "You are disturbing the immortals. A yellow-skinned man came out to harm people. Please go and rescue me!"

This was like a performer. Luo Fan resisted the urge to laugh and looked at what Mrs. Ding was going to do.

Mrs. Ding sighed, "Da Xian'er said, did the wife of the fourth family do something bad and provoke the Huang family?"

"This..." The middle-aged woman was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.

"Forget it, I'll go and have a look!" said Mrs. Ding. Luo Fan quickly put on his shoes and followed Mrs. Ding with Zhao Shilin.

The middle-aged woman was overjoyed and hurried forward to lead the way.

"Ding Daxian'er, it's not that I refuse to say it, I'm going to let it go. The fourth wife is an honest man, but for some reason, she was fascinated by the yellow skin. Now she is hiding in the corner and crying constantly. If we hadn't really had no choice, those who were in the New Year wouldn't come to pray to the Great Immortal."

Along the way, Mrs. Ding didn't say anything and followed the middle-aged woman slowly.

Zhao Shilin took advantage of their inattention and said to Luo Fan quietly: "His surname is Zhu, he lives in the east end of the village. The head of the family is a pig slaughter. Before the New Year, our family also bought a lot of pork from his family to go into the water. His four children and three daughters are married. His fourth child got married half a year ago! This year should be the first time that his new wife celebrated the New Year at her in-laws' house. She should go back to the house today. I wonder what happened?"

Luo Fan looked at Zhao Shilin in confusion, "Your master Daxian'er can tell her something, why don't your Daxian tell you?"

"Hi! The immortals in the hall of my master are all powerful characters who have been worshipped for many years. How can I compare with the great immortals in the hall of my master?" Zhao Shilin said, smiling disapprovingly, and not feeling inferior at all because his great immortals are not as powerful as his master.

Mrs. Ding's house lives at the west end of the village. It takes more than ten minutes to walk to the east end of the village. Luo Fan and Zhao Shilin continued to whisper behind.

Before he had time to ask, Luo Fan took this opportunity to ask.

"We see the so-called possession of ghosts, which are all hallucinations formed by the invasion of the Yin Evil Qi into the human body. Why is this a little different from what I have seen before? Especially the so-called great immortals of your disciples, are there really any monsters?"

Zhao Shilin carefully pondered Luo Fan's words. He didn't quite understand the difference between Luo Fan's invasion of the evil energy into the human body, but he could explain the matter of the great immortal.

"Actually, the so-called great immortals may have existed a long time ago, but it is really hard to say now. When the great immortals in the hall were established, a sound would automatically appear in my mind, and my name was reported. I still don't know what I was talking to me!"

"Oh!" Luo Fan nodded. There are too many mysterious things in China. Just like those he said, it would probably be difficult for an ordinary person or someone in other industries to understand.

As the saying goes, it is like a mountain that is separated by a distance.

"But there is something I'm a little strange!" Luo Fan continued, "I see that when your master is helping people see things, magic power will appear."

"Magic power? Oh... you are talking about treating Xian'er! I don't know this. Please ask my master later!" Zhao Shilin scratched his head and said, "I'm too short to get started, and there is still a lot to learn. My master said there is no hurry, and I will learn it slowly."

Luo Fan also knew in his heart that Zhao Shilin was young and had a short time to become a disciple. It seemed that he could only take the time to find an opportunity to ask Mrs. Ding.

The dance masters that Luo Fan knew were actually mostly derived from ancient books and materials, extended by shamanism.

The master dancer also has a special shaman dance, which is now mostly preserved as some cultural heritage materials.

The great immortal who jumped the great god gave many questions to the inquirer, the main contents include: seeing a doctor, breaking disasters, reading the hexagrams, calculating the eight characters, looking at the Yin and Yang houses, giving talismans, conquering things, passing Yin, establishing a safe family immortal, asking for Buddha, etc.

There are very few people like Mrs. Ding and Zhao Shilin who have real skills, and they can't even be seen outside.

Most of the people who are still active outside are liars. They promote the word-of-mouth and noble people through word-of-mouth communication with relatives and friends, and even make up for help, and then there will be people who believe in it and drive thousands of miles to worship the true god!

In this era, most people say that anyone who is the dance master is in a tone of ridicule and disdain.

The most common thing is to treat a doctor. Another important thing is to destroy disasters. The most magical thing that outsiders seem to be the most mysterious is the spiritual connection.

The so-called spiritual communication is to pass through the Yin. The great immortal will sleep and walk in the underworld, or directly let the soul of the dead be possessed, allowing his family to directly talk to the dead.

The second is to establish a family immortal, which means that after the inquirer returns home, he will start to worship a series of immortal families that can bless you to attract wealth and bring you wealth. Their names and Taoist names are provided by the God of Jump.

The last one is to invite Buddha.

Inviting the Buddha means that the person who asks the questioner will follow the instructions of the great god of Jue, go to the Buddha shop to invite a Buddha statue, or Maitreya or Bodhisattva, and then go to a nearby temple and spend money to ask the monks to consecrate them and take them home for sacrifice. On the first day of every month, you will offer some fruits and burn a few incense sticks, and worship them frequently, and it is said that you will have good luck.

No matter whether these are true or false, whether they work, there are still many people who believe in the Northeast.

In fact, Luo Fan also felt a little moved. Those who invited the Buddha were the lowest-level Buddhist believers. They had not read any formal Buddhist scriptures seriously, but they were determined to be promoted and make money, avoid misfortunes and seek blessings. However, they did not know that Buddhism is not a question of whether to believe or not, but the difference between whether to learn or not.

As the two of them talked, they arrived at the east end of the village. Old Zhu's family lived in the second house in the east of the village. The bright red doors and the high walls were covered with ceramic tiles. It was obvious that the family was quite rich.

The middle-aged woman pushed open the small door in the lower left corner of the door, "Ding Daxian'er, please come in!"

Following Mrs. Ding, Luo Fan and Zhao Shilin also walked in.

The yard is very spacious and all are smoothed with cement. There is a water pressing well near the house, two ditches on both sides, and two blackened benches beside the well. There is a earthen stove near the wall, and a large iron pot is built on it. It should be used to scalp pigs after slaughtering pig skin.

Before he entered the room, Luo Fan heard bursts of crying. The crying seemed to be pretending, with a very obvious rhythm, almost a tone, and there was a little unspeakable expression on his face. Is this yellow skin fascinated? Or is it possessed by the drama genius?

The door of the house opened from inside, and a thin, black and thin middle-aged man walked out. Although he had a smile on his face, he looked even worse than crying.

"This is Lao Zhu!" Zhao Shilin said quietly to Luo Fan.

"Ding Daxian'er is here, hurry up and sit in the house!" Old Zhu quickly let Mrs. Ding into the house, and was stunned when he saw Zhao Shilin and Luo Fan behind him.

"My apprentice and a junior!" Old Mrs. Ding said, and Lao Zhu's face immediately burst into laughter.

"Come in, come in quickly, the house is in chaos, don't be polite!"

Before entering the door, Luo Fan looked at the Feng Shui of the Old Zhu family. There was no absolute Feng Shui situation, but the layout was pretty good. It was just that it might be a butcher. There was always a trace of black and red evil spirit in the yard, but it wasn't too many, and it didn't have much impact on the family.

When you enter the door, you will find the main hall, the left and right wing rooms, and the kitchen is behind. This pattern is very common in the north.

However, Luo Fan saw a circle of black lines at the door of the room to the west on the left, which turned out to be a yin aura!

I just don’t know why the Yinsha Qi is in this shape?
Chapter completed!