Poverty

Chapter 105
Li Yanchu's eyes fell on those people other than monks and priests during the banquet.

Some of these people were chatting with acquaintances, and some were just sitting on the table so coldly, looking a little lonely.

"I don't know if there will be remnants of the Naked Sect sneaking in during this demon slaying conference."

Li Yanchu casually glanced at the surrounding guests, and put a mouthful of sweet and juicy fruit into his mouth.

In the Naked Sect, apart from the paper-tie girl, corpse-carrying craftsman, and fake city god he knew, there was also the feng shui master from Longmen Village.

As well as the Guanxin monk who just appeared a few days ago, and an old Taoist.

The ingredients are quite complicated, and there are also people who teach nakedness among the Buddhist and Taoist schools.

Li Yanchu felt a little surprised if there were no members of the Naked Sect involved in such a grand exorcism conference.

However, from the appearance and even the profession, it is impossible to tell whether it belongs to the Naked Sect. Li Yanchu didn't bother too much, anyway, there are many masters gathered here.

If the sky falls, there is a tall one to support it, so there is no need for him to worry about it.

At this time, the banquet had not yet started, and people came one after another. From the conversation and dressing of these people, Li Yanchu also learned about some folk strangers.

For example, a folk yin and yang gentleman, with a stern look, wearing a long gown.

This Mr. Yin-Yang claims to be able to command the underworld, talk to the dead, and deal with ghost messengers in the underworld.

It is very famous in the local area, and many wealthy businessmen and tyrants will invite this Mr. Yin Yang to pray for their ancestors.

Somewhat similar to this person's occupation is a country witch, an old woman in her 70s, who seems to be full of energy.

This old woman is very talkative, and she has a feeling that she is not taboo about meat and vegetables, no matter the strangers around her.

Or those monks and Taoists can say a few words.

But these people still have some respect for her, calling her Granny Chang.

This old lady has lost all her teeth, but she is still alive and well when she eats. A roast chicken was eaten in a short time.

Eat greasy face.

Li Yanchu didn't use the Qi Watching technique on this occasion where the masters gathered, some strange masters with strange tempers would think that your behavior is provocative.

Li Yanchu just took a look at this old lady, but she didn't expect that this old lady came over directly.

"Little Taoist priest, my old lady sees that this plate of roast chicken on your table is well cooked, why don't you honor my old lady."

Granny Chang came over and said directly with a smile.

Li Yanchu was taken aback for a moment, the other party went through three or four tables and asked for a chicken?

"If mother-in-law likes it, she can do it herself."

Li Yanchu smiled slightly, he didn't take the opportunity to chat, and he didn't make any gestures.

Granny Chang's eyes lit up, she walked over to pick up the roast chicken on Li Yanchu's table, and left directly.

"Little Taoist, thank you very much."

Li Yanchu smiled and cupped his hands.

Suddenly, he found that several people around him suddenly cast envious eyes on him.

"Why, this old lady came over to eat a chicken from me, but it's because my face is glowing?"

Li Yanchu thought in his heart.

Bai Hongtu blinked at him, and said in a low voice:

"What is the way of this old lady?"

Li Yanchu shook his head: "I don't know."

Besides Granny Chang and Mr. Yin Yang, several other people caught Li Yanchu's attention.

A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion and a tuberculosis, his hands are always tucked into his sleeves habitually.

This person's seat was also in the corner, but Li Yanchu saw two groups of people going up to talk to him.

This middle-aged man with a sallow complexion was called Mr. Ma, and he practiced an extremely unorthodox method.

It is said that it is relatively common in the Liaodong area, and it is called the art of inviting immortals.

The kind of invitation he practiced was different from Li Yanchu's orthodox Taoist invitation to gods. This Mr. Ma invited the great immortals in the mountains and forests.

It's just that I don't know that Hu Huangbai Liu Hui, this Mr. Ma invited that great immortal.

This kind of practice of inviting immortals usually enshrines the tablet of the great immortal at home, and often the same great immortal is enshrined by several generations in the family.

The stronger the Great Immortal is invited, the stronger the person who practices the Immortal Technique will be.

It belongs to a very partial kind of wild fox Zen.

There is also a burly man eight feet tall, sitting there like an iron tower, with a huge long knife behind him.

It has a thick back and thin blade, and a thin hemp rope is wrapped around the handle.

There was a pot full of meat in front of this person, it seemed that the organizers knew about this person's temper.

A big pot was specially prepared for him, and the meat was stewed just right.

Such a person, no matter where they sit, will make people's eyes shine, and the sense of oppression is too strong.

This burly man was called Yan Chixiao. Li Yanchu, who heard this name for the first time, couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

After all, there was only one letter difference between this man's name and the Yan Chixia he knew well.

There is also a bundle around his waist, which is round and tightly wrapped.

Bai Hongtu chuckled lightly: "You said there wouldn't be a human head in there, right?"

Li Yanchu raised his eyebrows. On this occasion, is there a bloody human head tied around his waist?
The burly man Yan Chixia seemed to have excellent hearing, and suddenly raised his head and smiled at Li Yanchu and the two of them.

Compared with this person's incomparably mighty appearance, his smile is extremely simple, like an ignorant fool.

There were no impurities in the eyes.

Li Yanchu also smiled at the big man Yan Chixiao to show his kindness.

During the banquet, there was also an old man with a livid face. This person had been sitting alone in the corner since he entered the table, not talking to anyone.

It was only later that Granny Chang stepped forward to chat with this person.

Only then did Li Yanchu roughly deduce that this old man called Wu Laogui should be an expert in raising corpses.

This Old Ghost Wu's death energy was extremely strong, if it weren't for the fact that there were experts from both Buddhism and Taoism sitting here.

Li Yanchu almost thought that this person was messing things up when he came.

This old ghost Wu can't be said to be a heretic, he is simply a heretic.

It seemed a bit out of tune with the atmosphere of the scene.

It's just that he was invited by Jing'an Temple and Yongxing Temple. This person is definitely not some ignorant villain, on the contrary, he even has an existing status.

Li Yanchu also felt his eyes opened.

What Bai Hongtu's little daughter-in-law said back then is indeed correct, and those who practice the way of painting skin may not be demons and heretics.

Nowadays, the two great masters of Buddhism and Taoism invite people from all walks of life to come to eliminate demons, so there are many such folk strangers here.

In addition to these few, there is also a young man dressed as a boatman and a scholar with a feminine appearance.

A middle-aged man with a ferocious big dog, looking very kind.

The three of them, Li Yanchu, did not know each other's occupations.

Just as he was looking at these people intentionally or unintentionally, Master Huizhen finally arrived.

This eminent monk of Lingxi Temple is obviously a very famous person, and many people came forward to say hello as soon as he entered the door.

Especially those young Buddhist disciples.

(End of this chapter)