Paper horse incense shop

[But if the five internal organs and the false five internal organs are the same, then why use human animals?
Wouldn't it be enough to just use some rice cloth and a few other things that are readily available?
Just thinking about it with rice cloth can comfort everyone who wants to stay, turn into a 'spirit' to protect the family, and everyone can be reunited.
But why do the great witches choose to use the five internal organs of living people?
In this case, the so-called living person pretending to be dirty is a shocking scam!

Were the wizards wrong?

But they are witches!

Can even the great witches be wrong?
They taught people how to use medicinal materials and how to offer sacrifices to gods. They also said that the statues of gods need to be dirty in order to stabilize their spiritual bodies.
There is nothing wrong with any of this.

Could it be that there are still some differences?

Is this not a long-term solution, and his mother will still leave him far away one day?
The young man's heart was in a state of confusion, but he quickly came up with another idea -

I don’t know exactly what it is, but I can go and see what other people’s statues will look like after they are built!
Just as he was told, the young man quickly found his original 'owner' who had used the entrails of five people to see how he was doing.

I wouldn't know this unless I visited him. Once I visited him, I was really shocked.

The original owner's family, no, or rather the whole family, were all dead.

After just over a year, the temple where the statues were enshrined began to decay for no apparent reason and became overgrown with weeds.

Just taking one more look at the door of the temple, you can feel the cold wind blowing out, making your back feel chilly.

If he saw it correctly, the expression of the statue was gloomy and sad, which was very different from the human face when the statue was made before.

Obviously the eyebrows, eyes, and noses are all the same, but they seem to be two people, no, gods.

How did that happen?

It looks really strange
The young man was puzzled, but he was not one to sit still and wait for death, so he walked out of the door and headed towards the next house where he worked.

The young man walked quickly, and before sunset, he quickly found the house where only one person's entrails were used to hide the dirt.

The sky was almost dark, and the cattle, sheep, and livestock had all entered the pens.

The temple belonging to this family had long been closed, and the young man who couldn't push it away had to turn a corner and go to the door of the owner's house next to the temple.

This family is a businessman who travels from north to south. They have a little money, but they are stingy.

Although the firewood was piled neatly under the eaves, there was no brazier in the house, so there was no light at all.

A family of four sat around the table to eat in the dim light. Their movements were very gentle, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.

The young man poked his head around the door for a few times, but because it was too dark, he didn't see what the family was eating.

But it has nothing to do with him what he eats.

As long as he knew there was nothing strange happening in this family, it was enough for him.

But. How come there are no strange things?
The young man only had time to turn around when he was stopped by a voice from behind.

That voice was familiar to the young man. It was the voice of the man who paid him to do the work, that is, the businessman.

The stingy businessman who used to be a stingy businessman now looked urgent. He strode out of the house with bloated and old steps, and asked repeatedly:
'I remember you, aren't you the kid from someone else's family? Have you eaten yet? Do you want to stay and have dinner together? '

Again, the young man is a poor man. In the past, these rich and noble people would never have any contact with him.

Especially this person who is usually seen as extremely stingy in the eyes of his neighbors.

The young man saw the gloss on the other person's lips, but he didn't want to take advantage of others. Besides, it was someone who had nothing to do with him and had never even met him.

He refused repeatedly, but several people came out of the businessman's house, and a group of people helped him in with help.

The young man had never seen this battle before, and the opponent was an old woman who was older than his mother, and there was a skinny man who looked like he would be knocked down with a little more force, and there was even a man whose face was blue for some reason. A ten-year-old child who looks very sick at first sight.

Except for the businessman, everyone was thinner than the other, and any resistance would make the other party fall. The young man was afraid of hurting them, so he could only follow them inside.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a large black pottery vat next to the fire table, and my nose was filled with the smell of sour broth.

The young man finally understood this time. What they said about eating together was that they had left something in their arms and were reluctant to throw it away. They needed someone to clean it up for them!

The young man was pushed to the seat by several people. The businessman held up the large black pottery urn with great respect, used a spoon to scrape out a layer of oily soup at the bottom of the large urn, and placed it in front of the young man.

The oil-water soup is sour, and in the dark surroundings, at first glance, it looks no different from those witch medicines made by witch doctors.

The young man really didn't want to drink, but everyone around him stared at him and the bowl in front of him with red eyes, as if there was really something good in that bowl.

But even though he was poor, as a hunter, he really ate a lot of meat!

The young man thought about it again and again, and in the eyes of everyone, his hands loosened and tightened around the bowl, and then he came up with a good idea:
'It's a bit dark and I can't see where the bowl is. Why don't you light the fire first and then I can have a good meal? '

The four dull people were expecting him to drink the soup. When they heard the young man's words, they roughly realized that "lighting a fire = drinking soup", so they hurriedly started to light a fire, while the young man poured the soup from the bowl. thing.

When a few people came back, the young man deliberately wiped his mouth with something from the bottom of the bowl, pretending to be full, and said:
'It tastes delicious. I wonder what kind of meat it is? '

Next time, definitely not hunting!
The businessman looked at the empty bowl, his scarlet eyes seemed to be a little duller, and he smiled and repeated over and over again:
'Piggy, it's a little piggy. '

'This little piglet is so rare, you can only eat it once in ten months! '

'But our idols have told us that as long as we keep eating piglets, we are fine, fine.'

It's okay, the businessman didn't say anything, and the young man saw that he was tossing and turning and repeating words crazily, so he didn't ask carefully.

After all, when the brazier was not lit just now, in the blurry scene, only the figure could be seen, but not the actual shape.

But now, when anyone clearly sees four pairs of scarlet eyes facing him, he feels that something is really wrong.

The young man stood up immediately and said he wanted to leave, but he was held back by businessmen and a few family members who were like little devils.

The businessman smiled with his swollen face and rubbed his hands repeatedly:

'You eat the piglet, you have to keep the piglet']

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