Requiem Chapter 72 Sixtieth Birthday
Old Zhao didn't care about all that. He reached out to take the urn from Yin Hun's hand and placed it upright on a flat ground. Then he took out four green talismans from his pocket, arranged them in order, and stuck them on the four corners of the urn.
Generally speaking, the first choice of Taoist spells is yellow paper, which is the kind of Chenzhou paper made by grinding eggshells and straw together and mixing with egg whites. However, this is not absolute. In addition to yellow, there are actually four colors: red, blue, white and green. Different colors have different functions. Yellow is used for opening the altar, red is used for healing, white is used for inviting gods to possess the body, and the last color, green , is the least common and the most powerful, but it is used for Dunjia sealing. It is mainly a trick used by senior monks in Maoshan to deal with those evil spirits that have become powerful.
After all four talismans were affixed, a cloud of black smoke suddenly emerged from the urn, making a hissing sound in the air. After a few seconds, the talisman began to fade as the black air struggled, and many mosaic-like white patches appeared. The patches expanded and expanded, finally contaminating the entire talisman, turning it into a pool of pitch-black paper, which fell off with a "snap".
Old Zhao did not show much surprise, as if all this was within his expectations. He squatted down and swiftly took out four new talismans and pasted them back to the original positions. However, not long after, the talismans fell off again. This repeated over and over again. By the fourth time, the black energy was finally consumed by this life-threatening method and unwillingly returned to the urn.
"Master, isn't this too wasteful?" Seeing Lao Zhao put the urn into the plastic bag, Yin Hun's expression was somewhat painful. Huang Chen might not know, but he knew how complicated and tedious the production process of the "Mountain Guarding Talisman" used by Lao Zhao was. The difficulty was not comparable to his own elementary "Three Gentlemen Talisman". Even for a Maoshan master like Lao Zhao, it would take 49 days to produce one successfully. This time, sixteen pieces were wasted at once. This was really a big sale after school!
"Boy, hey! I understand what you mean." After cleaning up Zhang Xiuting's den of thieves, Old Zhao's mood gradually improved. He held a cigarette crookedly in his mouth, like a cynical old ruffian: "But I tell you, if the talisman is gone, we can draw it again. But if the person is gone, there is really nothing left."
At this point, he narrowed his eyes and spit out a mouthful of round circles: "With my own skills, I can completely seal this urn without the use of talismans, but... Alas! How powerful is Zhang Xiuting today? I, the master, have no idea! Before the direct battle, you can retain a little more vitality, so retain it a little more!"
"Remember, you have to plan everything before you act. You are still too young!" Patting Yin Hun on the shoulder, Old Zhao picked up the plastic bag and walked down the hill without looking back.
Looking at Old Zhao's back and pondering over what he had just said, Yin Hui finally nodded and followed him. When passing by Huang Chen, he tapped his chest and said, "Mayor, why are you still here? Are you feeling guilty and want to stay here to be buried with that kid?"
Huang Chen finally came to his senses, wiped the beads of sweat off his cheeks, stared at Yin Hui in disbelief and asked, "What kind of magic did Senior Zhao use just now? It looked very powerful."
Yin Hui shrugged and smiled faintly: "Nothing, just a trifle. Well, here's the shovel for you, clean up these broken bricks and tiles! If the police come to ask, you can also block them for us!"
After throwing the shovel, Yin Hun put his hands in his pockets, humming Jay Chou's "Piano Injury" and walked further and further away. He didn't want to have too much interaction with the mayor. To be honest, from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on this hypocritical fat man.
Alas! For the sake of a future, two lives were completely lost in this world. It was really cruel and pungent. Looking back, he saw Huang Chen still carrying the shovel, at a loss. Yin Hui suddenly remembered a sentence: There must be something hateful about a pitiful person!
From Zhang Xiuting, he suddenly thought of the girl who belonged to him. If it weren't for that accident, the two of them should have achieved a happy ending now, right?
Unconsciously, Yin Hun slowed down his pace.
Thinking of the vows we made, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of warmth and moisture welling up in my eyes, which was completely contrary to my previous careless image.
At this moment, countless crows in the cemetery flew up into the sky as if frightened. Hundreds of crows croaked and danced in the sky, blocking out the sun. Yin Hui was startled and turned around to see that it was crows flying around. He smiled slightly and turned around to continue on his way. He didn't know that countless crows were spinning and flying in the sky to form a woman's face. This face formed by crows had a nose and a mouth. Even from a distance, he could see the evil smile on the corner of her mouth.
As the woman's face took shape, the setting sun, which was only half of its face left, suddenly stopped emitting the dark red light of the past and became as bright red as blood. Under the reflection of the setting sun, the remaining clouds on the horizon became like streaks of blood. This sad and bright red color enveloped the world, making the entire autumn day even more desolate and strange...
On the way, Old Zhao specifically told Yin Hui to buy some things to change Feng Shui and protect the house, such as Wenchang Tower, Guan Gong statue, Bagua mirror, etc. Then they drove home. Of course, what Old Zhao said more was to pay attention to some insignificant details.
Yin Hui actually knew this. The previous accidental deaths were all caused by some small details. Qualitative changes led to quantitative changes, and one small change affected the whole body, just like a story he had heard before: "A lost nail ruined a horseshoe; a broken horseshoe broke a warhorse; a broken warhorse injured a knight; an injured knight lost a battle; a lost battle destroyed an empire."
The reason why this empire perished was because of that small nail that no one cared about. This is the butterfly effect.
After returning home, Yin Hui, Tang Yan and Shen Feifei went to the street to buy some things and went to the supermarket. A handsome guy, a mature woman and a loli immediately attracted 99% of the women and 100% of the men on the street, even those over 60 years old were no exception. After all, no one can hinder their right to pursue beauty, right?
In the kitchen, Yin Hun turned the soup spoon in his palm and smiled helplessly. He felt that he was born to be a cook.
Forget it, let's just treat it as a way to adjust the atmosphere for the next few days! So he turned on the gas.
Within twenty minutes, dishes such as shredded pork with fish flavor, Kung Pao chicken, braised carp and fried spare ribs were placed on the table. You don't even need to taste them, just the smell is enough to make you salivate.
Seeing the dazzling array of food on the table, Shen Feifei swallowed and her stomach growled.
He looked around thievingly, and just as he was about to reach out to grab it, Tang Yan slapped his chubby little hand and said, "Fei Fei, you can't eat secretly now!"
Shen Feifei looked reluctant and said coquettishly, "Why, Sister Tang Yan, aren't dishes meant to be eaten after they're cooked? Otherwise, are you preparing this table just to honor the female ghost?"
"Be good, go eat some cake first! Now is not the time to start eating."
Tang Yan smiled and touched Shen Feifei's little head, then turned around and went into the kitchen to help.
"Yin Hun, why didn't the master come with us?" Seeing Yin Hun still concentrating on preparing the side dishes, Tang Yan put her arms around his waist and asked softly.
"Oh! Master has gone back." Yin Hui said as he peeled a carrot.
"Well, can we discuss something?" Tang Yan tightened her grip.
"Go ahead..." Yin Hun became absent-minded when he started cooking.
"In two days it will be Master's 60th birthday. Because of something like this, no one can guarantee what kind of accidents might happen. I want to celebrate the old man's birthday in advance, okay?" Tang Yan said tactfully.
"Sixtieth birthday?" Yin Hui almost cut his finger. He didn't expect Zhao Deshui to be almost sixty years old, and it was a very important sixtieth birthday in his life. Alas! He was so busy all day that he almost missed it. It was Tang Yan who was thoughtful.
Thinking of this, he nodded: "Okay, you cut this dish first, I'll call the chef." After that, Yin Hun dialed Old Zhao's number. Of course, in order to give the old man a surprise, he didn't say too much, he just said that he wanted everyone to have a reunion dinner together.
Since Old Zhao had nothing to do, he agreed immediately.
"By the way, Tang Yan, how did you know our master's birthday? I, his disciple, have followed him for so long, but I still don't know the reason." Yin Hun touched his head embarrassedly.
"My master's wife gave me this instruction when she passed away. She told me to take good care of Master Zhao and celebrate his 60th birthday." Tang Yan said calmly.
"Oh! Master's wife, when did you leave?" Yin Hun didn't expect that Old Zhao had actually married. He had always thought that he was a lonely old bachelor.
"It's been almost three years!" Tang Yan thought for a moment and said.
"Then why doesn't the master have any children?" Yin Hun became interested in this old couple.
"Who knows? I'm not sure whether he has any children or not." Tang Yan frowned and said, "When I came here, Master Zhao was already here. Then a few years later, his wife passed away. I racked my brains and could only think of these. To be honest, I don't have a thorough understanding of the specific situation of his family. Master Zhou should know something about it, but it's a pity..." When she said this, Tang Yan's voice choked up a little.
"Okay, let the past be the past!" Yin Hun held her in his arms and comforted her.
After waiting for a while, a chaotic sound of footsteps was heard at the door, and then a dry cough made Yin Hun confirm that the person coming was Old Zhao.
Bang, bang, bang…
Old Zhao knocked on the door while coughing, his voice was hoarse and haggard, as if he had aged several years in just a few days.
Yin Hun hurriedly walked up and opened the door. Looking at the old man Zhao with gray hair on his temples, he felt a little uncomfortable.
In his heart, Zhao Deshui was never a master, but just a kind old man, so ordinary that he could not be found in a crowd. His ordinaryness made him really regard him as his kind father.
"Master, please come in quickly!" Yin Hun smiled.
"Ahem..." Old Zhao covered his mouth and coughed twice, then put on his slippers. "Yin Hui, tell me! What's the matter that you asked me to come here for?"
"I know I can't hide it from you!" Yin Hui raised the corner of his mouth mysteriously, and then welcomed him to the sofa: "But it's not me, it's Tang Yan, she has prepared a big surprise for you."
"Surprise?" Old Zhao touched his goat beard in surprise, looked around, and when he saw the table full of dishes, he was quite amused: "What festival is today, Qingming, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival? The Spring Festival should not be here yet! I didn't hear anyone setting off firecrackers!" He counted with his hands in confusion, but in the end, he shook his head and sighed, because today was not any festival at all.
Snapped……
Suddenly, the lights in the living room went out, and the originally bright room became pitch dark.
Maybe because his nerves were too tense, Lao Zhao had a strong sense of crisis. His hunched back suddenly straightened, and all his muscles mobilized. He shouted angrily, "Who is it?"
As soon as the words fell, cheerful music began to play in every corner of the room.
Old Zhao felt as if he was in a cloud of fog. He stood up, bewildered.
A few seconds later, Tang Yan and Shen Feifei were seen wearing colorful hats on their heads, pushing a small cart, and slowly walking out of the bedroom. On the cart was a big pink cake with a lifelike longevity peach in the center, and sixty toothpick-sized candles lit on it, which was quite flavorful.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... "
After the song was finished, the two came to the table, placed the specially made cake in Old Zhao's arms, and called out tenderly, "Master, happy birthday!"
Looking at the cake in his hand, Old Zhao's whole body trembled. In the blink of an eye, tears were streaming down his face. He said in a trembling voice: "Today... Today is my birthday?"
Yin Hui's Tang Yan and Shen Feifei looked at each other, lined up, and bowed at the same time, saying, "Master , we have passed your wedding two days in advance. I wish you good fortune and a long life."
Old Zhao stood up excitedly, staring at the cake with candles on it, and choked up, "Yin Hui, Tang Yan, Fei Fei, thank you, thank you."
Shen Feifei waved her hand generously and shouted in her underdeveloped loli voice: "Okay, let's eat now! I'm almost too greedy."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Old Zhao showed the most brilliant smile of his life: "Today is the first time I celebrate my birthday in my life. Thank you very much. Come, let's eat, don't let it get cold."
After that, he picked up the plastic knife with trembling hands, and under the warm embrace of the three people, he blew out all the candles in one breath. His uncontrollable hands slowly scratched the surface of the cake, and the birthday peach with attractive colors was immediately divided into four pieces.
"Wow!" Shen Feifei jumped up happily with cream on her face. Yin Hun held Tang Yan's hand tightly and fed the cake into his mouth.
No one saw a drop of turbid yet crystal clear tear dripping from Old Zhao's eyes and falling into the cake in his hand.
Looking at this happy scene, Old Zhao secretly gritted his teeth and said, "Girl, I, Zhao Deshui, will protect you even if I have to die!"
