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Chapter 11:Bai Zushi (Worship Ancestral Master)

After a few minutes, I slowed down a little, and the old man brought a basin of hot water, so that I quickly wiped my face with a towel, and there was still something to do in the hall for a while.

By the time I changed my clothes and arrived in the hall, my grandfather had already hung a picture on the wall.

“Come here, Grandfather!”Grandfather urged.

I did not dare to slack off, busy running over, looking up, only to see that there is everything in the painting, in addition to the three Qing emperors of the Dao Dao family, there are Buddhist worlds like, as well as eighteen Rohan, you bodhisattva.

The eight most painted statues, dressed differently from other gods, looked like they were wearing a robe, and their hair was similar to that of a wild man.

Listen to the old man said that those are the ancestors of the witch, each representing the wind and rain thunder and lightning.

“How many people are in this picture?”I asked with some wonder.

“Is that much more?”The old man smiled and said, "If you paint all the grandparents, this wall will not be installed!"

“Buddhist, Taoist, witch-goth...” I scratched my head: “We all have to worship the ancestors of the three religions?”

“You are a walt!The old man frowned and impatiently said, “The old man let you worship!”Get on your knees!Thank you Grandpa for the law!”

I was so shouted by my grandfather, I did not dare to grind, pounced, and knelt down directly to the portrait.

“As soon as I wave, you’ll roll your head, okay?”Grandpa asked me.

I nodded, “Understood!”

The old man took out a studded tribute, lit it, and respectfully rushed portraits to worship, and then inserted it into the ciless inder.

“Shen Shi’an, the son of the Shen family, listen to the teachings of the grandfather.”

As soon as the voice fell, the old man waved his hand, and I did not hesitate, and straightened down.

When I had finished, he lit up the incense again, stood still facing the portrait, and read the words in his mouth.

“Your ancestors came to the hall and spoke the impermanence of the Dharma.”

“The light is high, and the Buddha’s people are vast.”

“The disciples bowed their heads to the door, and the grandfather had something to say to me...”

When I read this, the old man waved his hand again, and I also broke my head.

“A god-monger of heaven and earth.”

Grandpa waved my hand, and I kowtow.

“The second patriarch is kind.”

The old man waved again, and I continued to kowtow.

"Three ways to yin and yang."

Read here, do not know what is going on, just by the grandfather into the pi of the gargoyle in the convex, its burning speed is very sudden faster.

It’s like someone blowing on Gong Xiang, and anyone can see that change at a glance.

“Four winds and thunderstorms and lightnings.”

Every time I finish, I’m a ring.

At this time, the old man slowly turned over, holding the pillar of Gong Xiang, and walked around my head.

"Wizards of wisdom, Taohua three lights, the Dharma is immeasurable, evil and good."

“The people are relieved, the heart is black, money is easy, and greed will suffer.”

“Man does good, and the tree brings forth good fruit; if a man is evil, evil returns.”

“Disciples remember that the Master’s true words, the Fa-repair for a day, and see all sentient beings for themselves.”

When the old man finished reading this large part of the mantra, the pillar of Gongxiang inserted in the blazer was also completely burned.

Seeing this scene, the old man made a look at me and whispered, "Hold three heads, to ring!"

With that, he put the pillar of Gong Xiang in his hand into the censer and looked at me without turning his eyes.

As soon as I heard the old man say to "sound", I did not dare to cut corners, biting my teeth and kowtowed three heads, and the brain door gave me a piece of purple, which hurt me to pump cold air.

Hearing that extremely pleasant sound, the grandfather smiled with relief, but the more I looked at his expression, the more I saw that he was gloating.

"Shen family descendants Shen Shi'an, please give the ancestor of Xiandan, a mouthful of fairy belly, five blessed to climb."

The old man God said a few words, and then he touched a dark thing from his pocket, saying that it was a secret "dnake" of the Shen family, and it would attract the blessing of the five parties by eating it.

I didn’t even think about it, so I swallowed it with a mouthful.

Although the shape of this drug is slightly strange, not the round kind, like a rolled skin, but I have to say, the taste is still quite good, but sour and sweet is a bit like that.

“Lord, what kind of sweetheart is this?”I asked curiously.

Listen to me, the old man suddenly rolled his eyes, "Batch, that's Godanpi."

With this answer, I couldn’t react to it, and asked, “Didn’t you say Shandan?”

“I mean, what kind of sweetheart?”The old man rubs some mud from his body to you as a fairy, do you want to?"The old man said, especially disgusted to look at me.

I didn't talk, I looked at the old man, and I just thought how the old man looked at it.

"You're a son of the Shen family now, and there's something you're qualified to get involved in."The old man said, slowly walking up the floor, and said without turning his head: "In a moment, you will help me hang a lantern outside."

“Hang on the lantern?”I said, “What kind of lantern?”

The old man disappeared without answering me, and after two minutes he came down from the upper floor with a red lantern as large as a warm kettle in his hand.

The lamp shrouded not like paper, a bit like animal leather, close to see the pores, but red.

On it, there are many patterns drawn with black ink, and the beast pattern accounts for the majority, and a large "Shen" word is written on the front.

Hanging under the lantern was a string of copper bells, and when they came close to see, they were all statues of heads, with eighteen.

These bronze bell statues look very evangelized, the expression on everyone's face is very vivid, men, women and children have different looks, but the expression is unified.

The faces of all the statues were filled with two words of pain, their eyes were wide open, and their mouths were wide open, as if they were asking for help from us, the more they looked at them.

“This lantern looks a little evil...” I frowned.

"This is the Shen family's lantern, but also the Shen family's signature."The old man said, hand me the lantern with his hand: "People breathe a breath, a lamp in front of the door, as long as the Shen family is not dead, this lantern can hang."

“What do you say about hanging this lantern?”I asked curiously, “You can’t always hang up and play, can you?”

"This is called man."The old man smiled and said, "You go to hang up and know what's the use."

I didn’t ask any more questions, and I went out of the house with the lantern.

At first, I was wondering, where is this lantern more suitable?

As soon as I went out, I looked up and saw the big iron hook on the side of the door frame, almost subconsciously, and raised my hand to hang the red lantern.

At this time, the night wind happened to scrape up, and the eighteen copper bells hanging under the lantern also rang.

I don’t know if it’s my delusion or something else.

When the bell rang, I did not hear any sound that could be associated with the ringing of the bell.

All I could hear was the faint, faint laughter.

Really.

The laughter is not something one or two people can make, but a group of people laughing.

“The Lord!”I ran back to the house and shouted, “That bell doesn’t ring!”

“Laughing?”Grandpa asked me.

I unconsciously replied, "Laughing."

“Then all will.”The old man lit a cigarette and smoked, the expression was very calm: "Laughing to prove that the lantern is not bad, Ansheng wait, it will not be long, the group of later life will have to come to say hello to me."

“The next of the children?”I reacted in an instant and asked, “You’re talking about the descendant who came to the old street to look for books?”

“Yes.”The old man smiled, “Didn’t I promise old Chen?”I have to send those backs!”

“What if those people don’t listen to you?”I tried to ask a question.

The old man smoked a cigarette, as if there was no pressure at all, very calmly said.

"As long as I have a breath, there is no one who will not listen to me."

With that, the old man's expression gradually grew cold, and he looked in the direction of the door and said.

“The old street is small, but they are not allowed to be arrogant...”

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