107|The Four Ghosts and Goddesses Hear of the Blood Fire

Xie Ren stood up at once. Shi Qingxuan also stomped on the table, rolling up his sleeves as if he was about to rush down. But Xie Ren quickly pulled him back and said, “It’s okay, Feng Shi senior calm down.”

Shi Qingxuan said, “Is it okay even if the eyeballs are squeezed out???”

Xie Ren said, “It’s fine. It’s really rare to see the Blood Society Fire in this place.”

Shi Qingxuan hastily took his feet off the table and said, “Blood Social Fire? What’s that?”

Two people sat down again, Xie Ren said: “Different places have different schools of social fire, blood social fire is a special school, extremely rare, I have only heard of, never seen, because of its performance of bloody hunting, and make-up art top secret, do not pass on to outsiders, and now it is less and less.”

Shi Qingxuan was stunned, ”Makeup techniques? These are all fake? This this this …… this is also too realistic, I thought it was some kind of evil magic that changed it!”

What he said was by no means exaggerated, and Xie Ren sighed, “There are many capable people in the folklore.”

Look at those who traveled the line of performers, not only on the head of the sharp instrument “into the wood”, some intestines through the belly, missing arms and legs, crawling on the ground, crying; there are a few people carrying a high wooden frame, a woman hanging from the beam, neck tied to a rope, as if hanging from a beam to kill themselves; and then came to the two people, dragging a girl’s two legs, the girl’s clothes were torn and tattered, face down was dragged along the way, leaving a long bloody trail on the ground. Two men came and dragged a woman by her legs, the woman’s clothes were torn and tattered, and she was dragged all the way face down, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground, which was really like a hellish scene. It was clearly a human performance, but it was much more terrifying than the ghost market, which was full of ghosts. Compared to this place, the ghost market is simply a bustling human marketplace. That makeup really don’t know how to make up, even if Xie Ren has heard of this kind of tradition, the first time I saw it, I almost thought it was a demon coming.

Many women and children couldn’t hold back their curiosity to squeeze to the front of the crowd to see, but when they really saw it, they were scared and screamed back. Shi Qingxuan said: ”Your Highness, didn’t you say that the social fire is meant to be a celebration? There is no such celebration, people will be scared away, little girls will have nightmares, this kind of performance will really make people happy?”

Whether or not a person would be happy to see this kind of show, that’s really hard to say. As a matter of fact, killing and seeing blood does make people excited. Whether there is fear or not, after the fear, many people will have a sense of pleasure in the bottom of their hearts. This kind of blood social fire, the dialect seems to have a name called “Za fast living”, Xie Ren’s understanding is: a knife ruthlessly stabbed down, stabbing people to death, the heart will be happy.

Deep down, people have a thirst for “killing”.

However, of course, Xie Ren would not say so much, and only gazed for a while. In the vast procession of touring line, there is a black-clothed white-faced man, tall and skinny, holding a sharp weapon, violently smashed into the head of a gorgeously dressed performer, the knife immediately inserted | into the other side of the skull, and then he used a lance, the other side of the pick up, hanging in the air, brutal and bloody to the extreme, exactly the same as a real murderer killed on the spot, frightening the crowd a wave of shrieks, but also a wave of shouts of applause. Xie Ren said, “I guess they are performing a story, this man in black should be the protagonist, and all these people he killed should be the antagonists, the evil ones. The whole story is trying to express ‘punishing the evil and promoting the good’.”

Speaking here, Xie Ren’s heart suddenly stirred and said, “Master Wind Master, look carefully.”

Shi Qingxuan said, “Watching.”

Xie Ren said, “I’m asking you to read the stories. See what kind of people they are acting out, what kind of a story. That vernacular True Immortal must have sent you here for a reason, and it just happened to pick today, perhaps so that you could come and see this bleeding social fire.”

The black man’s eyebrows locked, look of pain, one “killed” the team of hundreds of “villains”, he was also messed up by a sharp instrument stabbed all over, and finally, embracing a number of skin and flesh, throat hanging white silk “body “, hanging his head still, but it was an end of the same. A line past, the next line continues to play, so the cycle. Xie Ren said: “Do you see what the story is?”

Shi Qingxuan’s brows were locked as he said, “No. It doesn’t feel like much, he’s killing as much as he can.”

Hua Cheng, beside Xie Ren, leisurely said, “I don’t think it’s a household story. Ask the locals if it was chosen from a local character journal.”

It so happened that the restaurant fellow came up to deliver the food again and asked, “Several honored guests, does it look good? Is it exciting?”

Xie Ren said, “Good looking and exciting. This little second brother, let me ask, what kind of people do you play in your town’s blood social fire?”

Sure enough, the fellow said, “Well, outsiders usually don’t know about this and have to ask. The social fire in Bogu Town is the story of a local legend. Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there was a scholar here, surnamed He.

“This He Sheng ah, although the family is very poor very poor, but he is very capable, since childhood is very smart, learn everything and fast, or near and far known filial son, do what all have nothing to say. But he is a person ah, is very unlucky, what good thing it, are not long.

“He studied for the exam, obviously the best, but because he did not give the examiner a gift, offended the people above, was deliberately hidden his paper, replaced by a white paper, for several years on the list of no name; his betrothal, his fiancée childhood sweethearts, such as flowers and jade, gentle and virtuous, but his wife and sister to a large family snatched to do concubines, one does not from, born to death, an unbearable abuse, self-execution; he went to the theory, but to others falsely accused of adultery and theft, put in jail without food and almost starved to death, seventy-year-old father and mother to plead for him, kowtow to the old mother, and to the old man to plead for him, he was a good boy. He went to the theory, the opposite to others falsely accused of adultery | adulterous theft, locked into the prison does not give food almost starved to death, seventy-year-old mother and father in order to plead for him, kowtowed for a night, useless, locked up for two years before being released, no one to take care of the mother, the early death of the disease, the father has to be old enough to do the hard work of supporting the family, but also only one breath; he did not study, to do business, because do too well, was other big merchants united to suppress, earn a little money were searched for, and the family was not able to get the money. The little money he made was raided, and he owed a lot of debt.”

“……”

The fellow sighed, “Tell me, folks, how can this man be so unlucky?”

Xie Ren coughed lightly and said heartily, “Yes.”

How can anyone but him be so unlucky!

Buddy finished sighing, eyebrows fluttering said: “Later this person went crazy, got mad, one night, is like today such as the day before the cold dew, he brought a large murder weapon, all the people who have harmed him, all hacked to death! He killed them all with a great deal of blood and flesh, and with a great deal of pain! Because he killed those people who had been exploiting the townspeople for a long time, everyone applauded, so later on, every time the day before the cold dew, the town would use blood social fire in his honor, hoping that Lord He Sheng would bless us and kill the evil man.”

It was said that it was to punish evil and promote good, but in the end, neither good nor evil had a good ending. That fellow went down, Xie Ren saw Shi Qingxuan pondering and said, “Master Feng, do you have any thoughts?”

Shi Qingxuan returned to his senses and said, “It seems like I somehow have a little idea, but …… it’s still too inexplicable to say why. How about you, Your Highness the Crown Prince?”

Xie Ren said, “I’m wondering if this He Sheng, could be the predecessor of the Whispering True Immortal?”

As he spoke, the next column of the tour|walking procession resumed that story, and Shi Qingxuan looked down again and said, “Predecessor?”

Xie Ren said, “Right. The source of the formation of these kinds of human spirits and monsters is often related to someone’s particularly strong grievances or obsessions. For example, I’ve heard that there’s a kind of ghost in the East called ‘Hashime’, which is condensed from a woman’s resentment. Rumor has it that it is due to the sadness of a woman who waits for her husband who does not return, or due to the madness of a jealous woman. It would not be impossible to say that the formation of a vernacular immortal originally originated from someone whose misfortune haunted them, a hatred for an unfortunate fate, or jealousy of someone with good fortune?”

Ming Yi said, “Check the local records. Ask for the exact time.”

Xie Ren said, “Yes, it’s important to check.”

To find out whether this possibility is valid, we need to find out how many centuries ago this “He Sheng” character appeared. If the time of appearance is later than the earliest records of the vernacular immortals, then it is not valid. Shi Qingxuan nodded, thought for a moment, but still said, “There is another small matter ……”

It was at this moment that a voice suddenly came from below, laughing loudly, “Just wait! Your closest relatives, your best friends, will all die without a burial place because of you!”

At those words, Shi Qingxuan burst into color, and with a press of his left hand on the table, he lightly dropped down the restaurant.

The voice, which came from the crowd of people on the tour | line!

Xie Ren shouted from upstairs, “Master Wind Master! Come back!”

Shi Qingxuan landed in a crowd of bloodied living dead and angrily said, “Get out! Get out!!!”

However, those performers looked blank, completely ignoring him, and continued to sleepwalk forward. Shi Qingxuan was led around by the flow of people in the queue, unable to recognize which one had a problem at all, seeing this one as suspicious, a fan was about to knock it down, and seeing that one as even more suspicious, in case he knocked the wrong one, it would be a human life. Hua Cheng put his plate did not move a piece of green vegetables into a smiley face, did not raise his head, said: “useless. It’s simple for an old demon with a thousand years of Dao to hide his fox’s tail.”

It was too easy to mix in anything inhuman in such a weird tour|walking group. Moreover, the forms of the White Talking Immortals were already very human-like, not to mention the White Talking True Immortal with the highest Dao within them.

Not long after, Ming Yi also jumped downstairs and lifted Shi Qingxuan out. A group of people left the street, towards the Feng Shui Temple, Shi Qingxuan’s hand holding the fan was still shaking slightly, compared to the beginning of being scared, now it was like being angry. He carried a wine jug out of the restaurant, walked for a while, drank a mouthful, the blood in his eyes only gradually dissipated, said: ”Brother Ming, you should not be my best friend for the time being. You can make it back when I beat this damn thing to death!”

Ming Yi, however, said nonchalantly, “That’s who. I wasn’t supposed to be.”

“……” Shi Qingxuan was furious, “Ming brother you this is very meaningless, can not look at the situation is critical to immediately turn the other cheek ah???”

They bickered and pinched each other over there for a while, but Xie Ren shook his head and fished out two things from his sleeve, saying, “Let’s see, Master Wind Master, you’d better use this.”

Shi Qingxuan took it and said, “Earplugs?”

Xie Ren nodded and said: ”Although this method is stupid and can’t cure the root cause, it is still effective in dealing with the moment. As long as you can’t hear it, there’s nothing that thing can do. I’ve formed a formation, and the password for entering the formation is ‘Heavenly Officials Provide Blessings, Nothing is Forbidden’, so if we talk to you next, let’s do it in the formation first.”

Shi Qingxuan plugged his ears and really couldn’t hear anything, and one after another, all four of them entered the formation. At this time, Xie Ren suddenly heard Hua Cheng’s voice whispering in his ear, “Brother, brother.”

Xie Ren raised his eyes to look over, only Hua Cheng winked at him and didn’t open his mouth, but his voice was still echoing a stone’s throw away from his ears, “Don’t you have something to say to me? You didn’t come to me, so I had to come to you.”

Xie Ren guffawed and returned, “Who let you set the password like that.”

Flower City said, “Okay, okay. My bad.”

Shi Qingxuan adjusted the position of the earplugs, seeing that the two of them clearly did not say a word but looked at each other and smiled, and wondered in the psychic formation, “What are the two of you, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Blood Rain Detective, doing? Could it be that you exchanged passwords and are secretly saying something?”

Xie Ren coughed lightly and said seriously in the formation, “There is no such thing.”

Hua Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and transmitted, “Lying cluck.”

Xie Ren slipped on the soles of his feet, and while pretending to walk forward in a serious and unblinking manner, he returned, “Sanlang don t mess with me …… There is something I want to ask you to help.”

As the two walked side by side, their eyes not meeting, Hua Cheng said, “What is it?”

Xie Ren returned, “Cooperate with me to try to find out if a certain person is a vernacular true immortal.”