Chapter 514

The witch said a word of Japanese, which we couldn't understand. She asked in hard Chinese, "what do you do? Why break into the shrine. "

"Do you speak Chinese?" I was very surprised.

"I have read ancient Chinese books and learned Chinese grammar." Although the witch can speak Chinese, her grammar is not clear. It sounds strange. She raised her broom again, and asked in a solemn way, "answer my question!"

"We are after a fox. She stole our passport. If you don't believe me, you can ask him." I mean T-shirt man.

The witch looked at us suspiciously and said, "after a fox? You lie! "

"What do you think we broke in late at night? Is it to steal? Is there anything in the shrine to steal? "

She glared at me, "we don't have foxes here!"

I want to laugh when I listen to her, but I can't help it. It's a bit impolite. It's so hard to learn Chinese. We can communicate well.

I said, "this is the rice lotus shrine. Isn't it the fox that is enshrined?"

The witch sneered: "so, China's Guanyin temple, Guanyin also have?"

T-shirt man explained: "to be honest, I'm a monk of Hong Kong's lost way view. That fox should have brought us here for some purpose. Can you take us in for a visit? We will never disturb you. "

The witch frowned and asked me, "what about you?"

"I'm a shady businessman. You may not have heard of such a profession."

The witch didn't know what it was called Yin Wu. She only understood the two words of the merchant and asked, "how can the merchant and the Taoist walk together?"

I said, "in essence, we are in the same trade, similar to your Japanese Yin and Yang masters."

She was a little confused, put down the broom and said, "OK, I can show you in. If there is no passport, I will call the police and catch you."

"Good!" I nodded.

The witch led us along the mountain road. Although she was wearing a wide robe and large sleeves, she could also see that she was in a good shape, not fat, not thin, and exquisite curve. Of course, I was not such a beast, and I had ideas about the witch.

The mountain path is very long and steep. There is a row of red sculptures. There are some lanterns hanging on it. The illumination is limited. Fortunately, the moon is very bright tonight.

There are dark woods on both sides of the road. From time to time, there are birds singing. You can see some stone sculptures of foxes. They are different in size. The biggest one is about half a person tall. They stand like human beings, dressed in ancient clothes, hands together, eyes narrowed like smiling. If they walk here alone in the night, they may feel a little gloomy and weird.

Walking along, suddenly, a big red wooden gate tower appeared, on which there were Chinese characters written "Daohe Shrine". A fox squatted on the concrete seats on both sides, with a bunch of rice ears in its mouth.

The witch took us into the gate. The yard was very large and spacious. The floor was clean. Many trees were planted. There were rockeries and springs. There were some red Tang style buildings around. They were very brand-new, but I knew that the time should be very long.

I can't help feeling that I'm going back to Tang Dynasty. It's probably not a problem to shoot ancient costume films here. I heard that part of the scene of the assassin Nie yinniang starred by Shu Qi last year was taken in Kyoto.

I noticed the Fengshui pattern here, and found that the layout was very ingenious. It must have been pointed out by some experts when I built it. It's a great God society at the level of national treasure of Japan.

Then the witch stopped and turned to us and said, "where is the passport? I'll take you to find it. You can't rush in without permission. "

I thought that the witch was deliberately making trouble for us. She didn't look everywhere. How do we know where the passport is? T-shirt man suddenly said: "I feel the spirit, should be there."

He held out a finger and pointed to the position of the hall.

The witch asked doubtfully, "are you sure?"

T-shirt man nodded.

"Well, I'll take you." Said the witch.

You have to take off your shoes to enter the hall. There is a statue in red cloth in the hall. Although it looks like a man, its face looks like a fox. I asked the witch if it was in front of yuzao? "A lot of Chinese tourists ask me this kind of question. They can't cry or laugh," she said

"I can't laugh or cry." I corrected her.

Indeed, there are several passports on the table. I picked them up. All five of them are here. There is one thing under the passports. It's a Bodhisattva talisman of the Tibetan king!

This piece of rune is pasted on a whole board. The witch takes it on her hand and looks at it with a scream. Her eyes are wide. I and T-shirt man look at each other.

I gave this talisman to the vendor who sold it to Guandong cooking stall. The fox is a monster. It can't touch the talisman casually, so it pried the whole board off. She put the charm here and took pains to bring us in. I thought it would be no good for the fox to arrange this.

"Is this Rune yours?" the witch asked me

The witch was on guard for us all the way. It seemed that she didn't welcome us. I didn't want to go out any more, so I could go back to the hotel for a rest early. But at last, she nodded, "I drew it!""Can you draw such a symbol?" She was even more surprised.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

She put her hands together and said sincerely, "can you give me some?"

She said it's a bit embarrassing to say. Recently, something is wrong in the shrine. It seems that it's haunted. There are always strange movements in the middle of the night. Something is throwing bricks against the wall. Someone also saw a headless warrior walking up and down the mountain path, scaring several witches. Last month, there was a flaming head flying around the yard.

There is no way for the big and small deities in the shrine. Although there are Shintoism and yin-yang religion in Japan, there is no proper way to cultivate them. As the servants of the gods, the witches themselves do not have the ability to subdue the demons and subdue the demons. Some witches do have divine power, but it is brought by their own blood. As for the history of Yinyang division, it has long been lost.

The witch said shyly, "my grandma was a famous witch in Kyoto, but in my generation, there is no magic power..."

"What's your name, please?" I asked.

The witch called herself Chiba Lin, and the T-shirt man and I casually reported to each other. I said, "Miss Chiba, how do you know this talisman has power?"

"Because there are also Bodhisattvas of our Tibetan king." Said the witch, her eyes shining.

I was surprised. She knew not only that the talisman had magic power, but also its name. The girl seemed to have some insight.

"Can you come with me? I want to see something. " The witch reached out and made a gesture of asking.

When I was refreshed, I thought there was another business coming.