Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Mud Cat

Listening to the innkeeper's words, I felt like I had been poured cold water on my head, and the eagerness that had just been ignited was immediately extinguished.

"The little charter lady will definitely not leave the meat floss, the meat floss is here, and the little charter lady will definitely come back to pick it up." Dou Dabao comforted me and said.

Meat floss seemed to echo him.

I glanced at Duan Jiayin, and could only nod, "Let's stay first." ”

After checking in, the innkeeper took us and the Sang Lan family to the back, and when they saw the so-called guest rooms, everyone was amazed.

I have to say that this boss is very good at business, and the room where he stayed turned out to be a boat.

Of course, the boat is on the shore, but it is on the edge of the river, and the person on the boat, listening to the waves on the river, is a bit of drifting in the river.

When I saw the houseboat, my heart suddenly moved.

Lao Baga said 'cruise' before he died, and that mysterious text message and Duan Jiayin asked me to come here at the same time, could it be that this hotel has some secrets?

This idea was quickly rejected by myself, and it was an old fishing boat that had been converted into a hotel room, with a total of more than 20 rooms, and it only took a few minutes to walk from the bow to the stern, and it was not at all compatible with a cruise ship.

I shook my head vigorously, forcing myself not to think about it, and I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw a room next to me.

This is a detached brick house, built right on the bow of the ship, covering an area of about five or six square meters, and I can't say what it was used for.

I stopped and asked the innkeeper, "What is that room for?" ”

The innkeeper smiled and said, "It's a family temple." ”

"Family Temple?" I was stunned again.

I still know a little about the family temple, some large families in ancient times would build temples at home to worship the house immortals of the family, in order to pray for the safety of the family and the prosperity of the people.

The so-called otaku fairy does not refer to a single god along the way, but according to the customs of different places, there are offerings and everything. In the northeast, it is usually dedicated to the four families of Huhuang, white and willow, and the southern coast is mostly for Matsu, and there are also for the five gods in the south of the Yangtze River. In short, according to the faith, there are offerings and everything.

The blind man told me a story about the otaku.

The story takes place in modern times, saying that there is a family in the Beijing-Tianjin area, and when they traveled to Tibet, they happened to see a tree root on a stall.

The roots of the tree were peculiarly grown, uncarved, but naturally took the form of a man and a woman, and the man and woman seemed to be doing that.

When the man of the family saw this strange root, he immediately bought it after some bargaining.

When he got home, he opened a room in the courtyard and enshrined the roots.

He did it for a reason.

Because this family has been thin for generations, and in this generation, the two couples have been married for ten years and have never had children.

And the appearance of the roots of the tree is naturally like a happy Buddha.

The male owner set up a family temple to worship, one is to ask for an heir, and the other is to beg the gods for protection, and he is very strong in the matter between men and women.

To say that this person is also blinded by lard, and cow dung is blocked, how can the house fairy be worshiped casually on a whim?

Not long after he offered the tree roots, he went on a business trip and came back a day early, and when he got home, he heard that something was wrong in his house.

The door was inserted from within, and from time to time there was the joyful humming of a woman in the room.

The man's face is green, this is taking advantage of his absence at home, and his wife has hooked the wild man.

He immediately took a kitchen knife from the kitchen and tried to fight with the adulterer.

But when I kicked the door open, the kitchen knife was scared away, and people were scared to pee.

My wife is indeed naked on the bed, and she is indeed riding a person. But this man's mouth was a foot long, and there were two palm-long fangs on the outside of his mouth. And this 'man' was black from head to toe, and his body was covered with black hair.

What kind of person is this, it's clear that the wild boar has become a sperm!

When the pig-faced man saw the man come in, he turned a blind eye, and just tossed the woman back to life, so he got out of bed and walked out of the house.

When it came out of the house, the male owner woke up, stood at the door, and watched it swagger into his family's temple.

The man had the courage to follow him over and look inside, where was the shadow of a pig-faced man. Only then did I realize that what kind of god I worshipped was simply an evil spirit.

When I returned to the house, I saw that my wife was tossed to death in a pool of blood.

For such a meaty story, the blind man has always focused on YY, and there is no follow-up here.

But there is one thing, no matter whether the story is true or not, the gods cannot be worshipped, and the house fairy cannot be invited.

Hearing that the innkeeper said that there were house immortals in the family temple, Dou Dabao became curious and ran over to see what was enshrined.

I hesitated, and then followed.

I went around to the door facing the river, and when I looked inside, Dou Dabao and I were stunned.

The incense table in the temple turned out to be a mud cat.

The mud cat is bigger than the basin, and it is completely made of yellow clay and molded, and it is not fired and glazed, but it has both form and spirit, and it is vivid. It's just that it doesn't look like a cat is tame, but it's a little vicious and hideous.

The innkeeper explained to us with a smile, saying that for the people by the river, the fish and shrimp in the river represent wealth, the family temple is dedicated to the cat fairy, and the temple gate faces the river, and the fortune will be automatically sent to the door.

"Bullshit!" Jing Hai said with a sharp voice: "Fortune comes to the door? I think you think you're going to live a long life! Keeping such a filthy thing at home, you must die as a family! ”

"What the are you talking about?" The innkeeper immediately changed his face.

It's no wonder that no matter how good his temper is, he has to explode on the spot when he hears the old monk pointing at his nose and cursing the whole family to death.

I stopped the innkeeper who wanted to do it, put aside my anger, and said in a deep voice: "Although the great monk doesn't listen to what he says, he is telling the truth. This mud cat is definitely not a good place to be. ”

The reason why I asked him what the house was for was because I had accidentally seen a black aura looming around the outside of the house.

Now when I see the appearance of this mud cat, I feel even more evil.

When the innkeeper heard me say this, he added fuel to the fire and waved his hand vigorously to drive us away.

In the end, Sang Lan's father persuaded him not to get angry first, and asked him where the mud cat came from, how long he had been worshipped, and whether there was anything wrong with the family during the worship of the mud cat.

"What's wrong? If it weren't for the worship of the cat fairy, I would have drunk the northwest wind poorly. ”

The innkeeper glared at Jinghai again before telling Sang Lan's father that the mud cat had been worshiped since three years ago.

At that time, the business of the hotel was very poor, and it was almost closed, and suddenly one day an old man came, claiming to know some feng shui skills.

Under the guidance of the old man, the innkeeper built a family temple and invited such a mud cat through the old man.