Ghost Shelter System

The scenery of Wushen Town is still so pleasant.

The town is normal and full of tourists. The open-air hot pot, stone pot barbecue, and unique mountain delicacies satisfy the appetites of most people.

The breeze comes slowly.

In the evening, the sacrificial performance in the town began, and seven stone statues of evil ghosts were invited out and placed under the altar.

Qin Kun and his party were sitting next to the stone pot barbecue, which was the closest position to the sacrificial performance. They all looked confused when they saw the seven lifelike stone statues.

"Director Qin...isn't that the monster in the cave?"

"Holy shit...are they just these seven? The seven monsters we took a photo with..."

Everyone took out Yuan Xinghan's paintings and looked at them. In the cave, Xu Yang, Tu Xuanxuan, Wu Senran, Chen Da, Zhang Er, Zhao San, and Qin Kun were all painted in the paintings.

The seven ghouls with them in the picture are exactly the seven stone statues in front of them!

The strange thing is that one of them happened to be missing half of its arm, which confused the shamans who hosted the sacrificial performance for a long time.

At the table next to it, several tourists drinking wine laughed: "Friends, have you also gone to the cave outside the town? Experts. These seven stone statues are the famous Seven Emotion Demons in the Tang Snake Altar. It is said that they are statues from thousands of years ago. At that time, the Ba people carved the seven-emotion demon with joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil and desire, which was the most important part of the ancient sacrificial ceremony."

The seven-emotion demon?

Qin Kun found it interesting. Looking back on their appearance, they were indeed similar to what the tourist brother said.

Yuan Xinghan asked curiously: "Aren't these the Seven Emotions of Buddhism? How do the Ba people use Buddhist concepts in their sacrificial activities?"

The tourist was delighted: "My friend is well-informed and powerful. I also asked the local shamans. They said that at that time, Buddhism was practiced in the Jin Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty. Buddhist concepts spread all over China and influenced many religions, especially the primitive worship of shamans and Sashas. Most Manchus use Buddhist concepts as their theories. Compared with the Taoist concept of 'devote yourself to practice', the Buddhist concept of 'everyone can become a Buddha' goes deeper into the hearts of wizards and shamans."

When Yuan Xinghan and the tourist had a pleasant conversation, the ceremony began.

The bonfire was lit, and strange and old syllables were shouted from the dancers' mouths, soaring high into the sky. The sacrificial performers knocked on the ritual utensils and danced to the bonfire with their feet tapping the beat.

The drums were rumbling and deafening, and the fire-breathing shamans were like gods, quickly bringing the sacrificial performance to a climax.

The Nuo (nuo) drama begins, and the shamans wearing masks enter the stage, swinging their arms, stepping to the beat, and blowing out flames. The leader with his hair disheveled sprays a mouthful of water into the sky. Not far away, there is thunder.

Boom——

"Oh~oh~"

The monkey-like cry sounds funny, but it is very shocking on certain occasions. In the bottom of everyone's heart, this sound is equated with primitiveness.

The leader, Wu Zhu, flicked his robe and his mask changed.

Just now he was the god of fire, now he is the god of rain. The people dancing around him fell to their knees, clapped their mouths, and made weird screams.

Boom——

There was another thunder.

Wu Zhu spread his hands and faced the vast sky. In the evening, it suddenly started to rain heavily when it was sunny just now.

There were dark clouds and heavy rain, but the bonfire was not extinguished.

Those tourists were shocked speechless by this scene. The visual impact of this original performance is definitely no worse than that of a large stage show, and it also has a 3D effect.

"Ah! The rain evaporated without even falling to the ground. It's amazing!"

"Only in Turpan, right?"

"Is this a sacrifice?"

All the tourists were shocked.

Qin Kun stretched out his hand and clicked his tongue repeatedly.

"Yinfenghuayu?"

This kind of Taoism can actually be used in performances?

Recalling the legends about ancient Taoist practices that confuse people's hearts, it seems that Taoism has been used in performances since its inception. Is this the original intention of Taoism to solidify people's hearts?

Is this the core of "the great affairs of the country lie in sacrifice and military service"?

Sacrifice appears to unite people's hearts...

It was such a large-scale performance that no one came back to their senses when they returned to the Wushen Inn.

People like Xu Yang, Wu Senran, and Tu Xuanxuan, who have good family backgrounds, often travel, but they have never seen a sacrificial performance that can be so shocking in all parts of China.

In addition to being shocked by the seven stone statues at the beginning, from then on, I was deeply involved in the performance and couldn't extricate myself.

The same goes for Dr. Shen. He watched the performance like a fool from beginning to end and took a few rare photos as a souvenir.

The same goes for Chen Dasan, Yuan Xinghan, and Du Qinghan.

In the room, Du Qinghan was happier than usual today. He smiled and said to Qin Kun, "It's so fun to come out and play."

"Then you can come out with the group more often."

"Yeah. By the way, since the performance just started, you didn't even bother to eat meat. Why are you staring at the leader Wu Zhu?"

Qin Kun didn't expect Du Qinghan to observe such details, rubbed his nose and smiled, "It's nothing, he seems to be an acquaintance. I'm going out at night."

…

We went to the Tang Snake Altar at noon and watched the performance in the evening. At 11 o'clock in the evening, the town returned to its previous calm.

At a hot pot stall with red soup, the shamans who performed today were sitting.

There were tables of twos and threes, eating Jiugongge. We had just received the appearance fee and were very happy.

At one of the tables, there was a young man in a linen robe sitting. The young man was no longer dressed in the disheveled shamanistic attire before. His hair was neatly tied into a bun, and his mouth was exposed under the mask, tasting the tripe in the pot.

Qin Kun was sitting opposite, and the young man in linen robes smiled: "What a surprise, I didn't expect to meet you here..."

Qin Kun asked for a bottle of beer and shrugged: "It's really surprising. I didn't expect that Feng Du Guan's true successor would become a street artist performing Nuo opera... and he didn't hesitate to show off his evil skills."

The young man laughed. This man was none other than Painted Skin Immortal's disciple, the true disciple of Fengdu Temple - Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji had a smile on his face. He was much more cheerful than when he was detained before. He recalled, "The end of the Maoshan Dan Society has given me a big blow. Who would have thought that being defeated by you in the causal line is simply humiliating me." .”

"It was quite decadent at that time. I am the true disciple of Painted Skin Fairy. If you are eliminated in this way, you have become my inner demon."

"Later, not long after, Master drove me down the mountain. He didn't give me food, drink, or money..."

Mo Wuji's mask turned into a wry smile, "I was hungry for two days and two nights. The inner demons became more and more serious, and my body couldn't bear it anymore. In the end, I had no choice. Master ordered no one to help me and forced me to work to make ends meet... …Isn’t this a performance troupe that I just joined? 300 for one appearance, food, drink and accommodation, is that okay?”

Qin Kun laughed. Painted Skin Fairy is also a wonderful person. His disciples had already received a heavy blow at the Maoshan Alchemy Club, but who knew that the old man didn't care and kicked him out of the school.

This method is good...

If a Taoist priest has been born for too long, it will become difficult to join the world. He will not have the basic ability to survive and will inevitably be attacked by others.

Qin Kun took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Why don't you help people catch ghosts and exorcise them?"

Mo Wuji was dejected: "I can't find a way out. As you can see, I always dress up strangely. Before I become a Tai Chi Demon, I can't take off my mask. Who would trust me to help? All the way from Fengdu to the foot of Guanshan Mountain, I performed with the group. I came here and received a lot of scolding, well...I kind of admire Senior Brother Xu Facheng now, and of course, I admire you even more."

Qin Kun clearly felt that Mo Wuji's attitude towards him had changed greatly.

I don't know whether it was because Mao Shandan was impressed by his defeat, or because he admired his generous social experience. In short, he was no longer as indifferent as before.

"Are those people this afternoon members of the travel agency you run with Junior Sister Chu and Junior Brother Wang?"

"right."

"How long will you stay here?"

"Leave tomorrow."

Mo Wuji nodded: "I was ignorant and never went to Linjiang to meet you. Can I treat you to a hot pot meal today?"

Qin Kun looked at the red nine-square grid and was really not interested.

"Forget it, I'm not sincere at all. I even invited Painted Skin Fairy to eat wontons." Qin Kun rolled his eyes at Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji panicked and shouted quickly: "Don't! Don't leave! Qin Kun, can I take a step back and change the relationship?"