Concubine

Chapter 145 Spellcasting
"I have a toothache, and I still can't sleep well at night, especially this toothache, oops! The pain is really life-threatening. I don't think about food or tea. It's uncomfortable."

Zhao Banxian asked Yang Qiuchi to open his mouth, looked up, down, left, and right for a while, and said: "No big problem, I will give you a folk remedy, use it when you have a toothache, and it will be effective immediately."

"Oh? Thank you sir, what is the folk remedy?"

Zhao Banxian smiled: "It's not unusual to say that this recipe is rare." He pointed to the oleander growing on the edge of the yard outside the door, "Just use the leaves of oleander, just one piece, soak it in water , When you have a toothache, put this water in your mouth, it will take effect immediately, and you will not be hurt."

"Really? Does this folk remedy work?"

Zhao Banxian pointed to the plaque on the forehead of the gate: "Hehehe, it doesn't work? It doesn't work, sir, you come back and tear down the signboard of my half-immortal!" After a pause, he said triumphantly: "Master, you came from a long way, It may not be very clear, but if you still don’t believe it, you can ask your neighbors, and I don’t know how many people have been cured with my prescription.” Smiling, he picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

"Oh?" Yang Qiuchi smiled, "Old Master Nalu's dental disease was also cured by you, the half-immortal, right?"

Zhao Banxian was about to swallow the sip of tea, but Yang Qiuchi's sudden words caused Zhao Banxian to choke into his trachea and coughed hard.

"Banxian, are you okay?" Yang Qiuchi asked with concern, "I just asked casually, but I didn't expect to surprise you." Turning to look at the concubine Fan, he asked, "Does your master often Toothache?"

That Fan nodded: "Yes, sir, how did you know?"

"When I checked the corpse, I found that his gums were very swollen. This toothache should not have lasted for a day or two." Yang Qiuchi turned his head, stared at Zhao Banxian and said, "Zhao Banxian's medical skills are like gods, and he has this folk prescription. How can Old Master Lu Can I come to you and show my teeth. Am I right? Zhao Banxian?"

Zhao Banxian nodded again and again: "Yes, Old Master Lu came to see my dental disease, I also gave him this prescription."

"Is the old master's dental disease cured?" Yang Qiuchi stared at Zhao Banxian.

"This, this, I don't know." Zhao Banxian coughed a few times, and then stopped immediately.

Yang Qiuchi turned his face and asked his concubine Shen Shi: "Your master asked Zhao Banxian to see his toothache, did you know?"

Mrs. Shen nodded: "I accompanied him here, and I read it together when I asked Zhao Banxian for a fortune-telling last time." With a blank eye, a pretty face, and turned his head to the side.

Yang Qiuchi didn't seem to notice this, and continued to ask: "Haven't you been here before?"

Shen thought for a while, then nodded with a blushing face: "I've been here."

"Are you also here with him?"

"Ah."

"Do you come here often?"

Concubine Fan blushed and glanced at Zhao Banxian again.

Zhao Banxian interjected displeasedly: "Master, are you here to see a doctor or come to me to ask questions?"

Yang Qiuchi was not angry, and still smiled and said: "Yes, Zhao Banxian is right. Look at me, I have committed this old problem again. Asking anything is like investigating a case. Zhao Banxian, please don't take offense." After a pause, He sighed again, "Old Master Lu is dead anyway, it doesn't matter whether the dental disease is cured or not."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Banxian coughed a few times, then stopped again, and asked Yang Qiuchi, "Master, you said just now that apart from toothache, you can't sleep well, right?"

Yang Qiuchi nodded: "Yes, sometimes when I sleep on the bed, I feel as if I've been choked by something, and I struggle to wake up, but I don't have anything, and I keep having nightmares. Banxian, you Are you saying that I have run into something evil?"

Zhao Banxian looked at Yang Qiuchi carefully and said: "Master, you are indeed bewitched by an evil spirit. You see that your seal is black and your eyes are dull. If you don't get rid of the evil spirit as soon as possible, you may be in great trouble within a few days."

Yang Qiuchi's eyes widened, and he asked in fear, "Then, what should we do?"

Song Yun'er was also anxious, and said, "Sir, is the evil that my brother encountered really so powerful?"

That Zhao Banxian looked confident, and smiled and said: "Don't worry, with me, Zhao Banxian, you'll be fine. I'll give you an altar method right away to get rid of evils and diseases, and you'll be fine." Having said that, Zhao Banxian said Taking a sip of the half cup of tea, Youyou said, "However, casting spells from the altar is very sad..."

Yang Qiuchi understood immediately, and took out an ingot of silver from his bosom, which weighed almost ten taels: "Sir, it's a small matter, as long as you set up an altar to cast spells on me, all these will belong to you."

When Zhao Banxian saw the silver ingot, his eyes lit up, and he almost opened his blind eye.

The people in this mountain village have something to eat, but the money is very little. The villagers ask Zhao Banxian to see a doctor for a fortune-telling fortune, and give a basket of eggs, at most a pig leg, which is very good. , that is already an incredible gift.When did you see someone give away a ten tael of silver.

Zhao Banxian smiled openly and stretched out his hand to grab the silver ingot. Yang Qiuchi covered the silver ingot with his hands and shook his head slightly: "Sir, don't worry, this silver ingot is placed on this table. After you set up an altar for me to get rid of evils and illnesses, It's yours."

Zhao Banxian was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Of course!" Standing up, he said to Mrs. Sun, "Go and prepare the altar, and put the altar in the yard." When he walked to the door, he saw that the yard was full of people from the village. For those watching the excitement, this is a good opportunity to show off their abilities, and they feel very happy.

The old lady set up an altar in the yard.Zhao Banxian told Yang Qiuchi to sit upright on a chair beside the Buddhist altar.Mrs. Sun began to arrange the things on the altar.

Yang Qiuchi waved to Song Yun'er.Song Yun'er ran to Yang Qiuchi's side.Yang Qiuchi leaned close to her ear and whispered softly for a while.Song Yuner looked at Yang Qiuchi suspiciously, Yang Qiuchi muttered a few more words, Song Yuner smiled and nodded.

Mrs. Sun was busy preparing the application items on the Buddhist altar, Song Yuner said: "Mother, you have worked hard, let me help you!"

Seeing that Song Yun'er was handsome and sweet-mouthed, Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "No need, I'm busy, thank you!" She turned and went into the back room to get her things.

"It's okay, I'll help you!" Song Yuner bounced into the back room.

After a while, the old lady and Song Yun'er prepared the things on the altar.A cooking rack was also placed next to the altar.On the cooking rack, there was a large iron pan filled with most of the green oil.There is firewood below.

Zhao Banxian changed into a Taoist robe, picked up a mahogany sword from the altar, stepped on the seven stars, walked to gossip, muttered words, and waved the mahogany sword above Yang Qiuchi's head.

After dancing for a while, he took out a folded piece of paper from his bosom, unfolded it and placed it on the altar next to Yang Qiuchi, chanted the mantra while dancing and waving the mahogany sword, with the other hand on top of Yang Qiuchi's head After scratching wildly, he smashed something illusory in his hand at the white paper on the altar, and continued to recite the mantra.

After reading for a while, he picked up the bowl of holy water on the altar, took a sip, and then sprayed it on the piece of paper on the altar.Then he turned around and looked proudly at the villagers watching outside the yard, and raised his mahogany sword high, waiting for the cheers of the onlookers.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no cheers that Zhao Banxian expected, but instead, people were talking about it.

Zhao Banxian was taken aback, did something go wrong?Zhao Banxian stared at the narrowed eyes and looked at the villagers watching from the yard, and saw that they were all staring behind him and pointing, as if discussing something.Turning around, looking at Yang Qiuchi, he saw that he didn't make any movement, just sat there and looked at himself with a smile.

No problem, why didn't there be the usual cheers and astonishment.Zhao Banxian turned his eyes suspiciously to the onlookers outside the yard. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong. He closed his eyes and thought for a while before realizing that something was wrong on the altar.

Zhao Banxian opened his only eye and looked carefully at the altar, only to find that on the talisman paper placed on the altar, there was no ghost with blood dripping and decapitated as usual.

Zhao Banxian thought he was delusional, so he rubbed his eyes, but it was still the same.

He didn't know what went wrong, so he picked up the half bowl of water in his hand, took a sip, and sprayed it on the talisman paper on the altar, but nothing appeared on the paper.

Now Zhao Banxian panicked, not knowing what went wrong, but he quickly stabilized his mind and decided to save face with fried ghosts.

Zhao Banxian put the porcelain bowl containing holy water on the table and began to gossip and mutter.

Picking up a bone from the altar, he read aloud to the bone for a long time, and then gestured to Mrs. Sun.Madam Sun nodded, and squatted down to light the firewood under the oil pan.

At this time, Yang Qiuchi asked Zhao Banxian, "Zhao Banxian, can I cure my insomnia?"

Zhao Banxian smiled conceitedly: Your lord, you are not the first master who came to see me for treatment, don't worry, I will take care of it and heal you. Just as he was about to turn around and look at the frying pan, Yang Qiuchi stopped him again: "Sir, I heard that your spells are powerful, and I admire them very much. Can you tell me about your spells?"I especially admire a capable person like you. "

When Zhao Banxian heard this, he couldn't close his mouth from laughing, and began to chat with Yang Qiuchi.

This senior official from Yingtian Mansion asked him for a fortune-telling. To be honest, it was something that had never happened before. Moreover, he still worshiped him so much and gave him so many hexagrams. No wonder Zhao Banxian was so happy as if he had picked up a big ingot. like.

This Zhao Banxian was talking happily with Yang Qiuchi, the old lady boldly stepped forward and reminded: "Old Immortal, the frying pan is boiling."

Zhao Banxian stopped the car, and quickly said to Yang Qiuchi: "That's right! I'm going to catch the ghost on your body now, master, imprison him on this bone, and then let it fall into the frying pan to kill it! Master, you The disease will be cured immediately."

Yang Qiuchi smiled: "Mr. Lao!"

Zhao Banxian blinked his only eye, looking very proud.Stepping on the seven-star step, chanting words, raised his right hand high, and waved to the villagers watching outside the yard. Immediately, that right hand grabbed a few times on Yang Qiuchi's head, as if he had caught something, and threw it on the ground. On the bone of the altar, then watched the tumbling oil pan and muttered.

At this time, the surrounding villagers knew that the climax was about to come, and their emotions were high, and they shouted loudly:

"Blow it up!"

"Blow up that evil spirit!"

"Okay! Zhao Banxian is so powerful, don't let such an evil ghost let him go!"

"Let it die!"

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Zhao Banxian knew how to arouse the emotions of the audience. Seeing that the frying pan was boiling with heat and green smoke was rising, he said to Yang Qiuchi, "Master, I have to see if the frying pan has boiled. If the ghost in the bone cannot be blown up, then our work will be in vain."

After all, he looked confident and plunged his hand into the tumbling oil pan.

"Ah~!" With a scream, Zhao Banxian withdrew his right hand, stepped back a few steps, and sat down on the ground with a thump. The smell of dead pigs.

Zhao Banxian rolled on the ground screaming and wailing, almost passed out from the pain.

At this moment, all the villagers who were on the sidelines were dumbfounded.They have watched Zhao Banxian's spell of catching ghosts and putting them in the frying pan for countless times. Why did Zhao Banxian's hand seem to be really fried this time.

Lu Xueru's concubine Shen Shi also exclaimed, her expression changed.Mi Lizheng was so shocked that his eyes straightened. He had seen Zhao Banxian's fried ghost countless times, and every time he succeeded, it was easy. He didn't know what happened this time.I helped Zhao Banxian brag for a long time in front of Yang Qiuchi and others, but this time the bullshit broke.

The old lady Sun was also frightened and stupid, until she saw Zhao Banxian rolling all over the ground clutching the scalded hand scalded by hot oil, then she panicked and ran over, but she didn't know what to do?
Yang Qiuchi looked at Zhao Banxian strangely, and asked, "Sir, what's the matter with you? Could it be that the ghost on me is so powerful that it bit you back?"

Where did Zhao Banxian still have the strength to answer Yang Qiuchi's question, the little remaining strength of the fruit was all used in screaming and wailing.

Song Yun'er was very surprised, she looked at Yang Qiuchi, then at Zhao Banxian who was rolling all over the floor, and thought about it intently, as if she had discovered the reason behind it, but she couldn't see clearly.

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