The Northeast thieves all worship the five immortals, and it is estimated that the gray immortals will worship from the ancestors of the family.

"Old man, do you worship the Gray Immortal?" Wushuang asked him.

"Ah, it's been a matter of my grandfather's life, but it's been a long time, and future generations don't believe in it very much, and the incense in the hall has long been broken. ”

From the red tiger said, there is a story about worshipping the gray fairy from home. His grandfather's generation was in the late Qing Dynasty, when the situation was turbulent and chaotic, the war was raging, and the people were not able to make a living, and every household had a little food and was all robbed by local warlords and rebellious parties, and the old lady almost starved to death when he was a child.

At that time, the old lady was young, and he had not followed Wu Gongyao as a horse to walk the green forest, and one year when the situation was not good, it coincided with the Great Khan, and there was little food left at home, and he was bearded again. In the end, the three members of the family were hungry with their chests and backs, and even the bark of the elm tree outside the house was gnawed clean.

Seeing that a family of three was about to starve to death, at this time, grandpa found that a few big rats were squatting in front of the haystack in the yard to bask in the sun.

When the big mouse saw that he was discovered by the old lady, not only did he not run, but stood on his legs and squeaked, as if he intended to call him. The old lady curiously followed the big rats around the haystack and walked through the barn, only to see a rat hole behind a big stone at the base of the wall.

He was overjoyed, and quickly ran back to get a shovel and excavated, this digging saved the life of a family, it turned out that these five fat rats have been feeding on nuts and wild mushrooms in Erlong Mountain for so many years, and a large amount of food has been stored under the mouse hole, so it will catch up with a small granary.

The old lady was not greedy, and only took a part of the family to let the three members of the family tide over the difficulties, and knelt in front of the five big rats and swore that if I developed in the future, I would definitely make statues of the five gray immortals at home, and continue to repay the kindness with incense from generation to generation.

This story is quite legendary, has continued to this day, every New Year's festival from the Red Tiger will come to the hall to worship the gray fairy, but with the decline of the family in recent years, from the Red Tiger does not believe in this set, a few years ago to the five immortals cut off the incense.

Wushuang stood in front of the Gray Immortal Hall and looked at it, the five big rats' Dharma bodies were covered with dust, and their expressions were gloomy, as if they were gradually declining in the head of the household.

"Hey, the fairy soul has already left, you! You! If you can keep the old lady's promise and continue to worship the family immortals, how can this be? It's all your fault! Now that the fairy soul is gone, this is just five dead clay statues, and it's useless for you to sincerely bow down!" Wushuang rebuked him. After all, the five immortals are not the heavenly Daluo immortals, and these ordinary creatures are also cautious, and it will definitely be too late to hold Buddha's feet temporarily.

"Master save me! Master save me!"

"I want to save you too, too!" But after all, I'm not my grandfather, and I don't have so many means, how can I help you?

He thought last night, everyone worships the five immortals in the descendants of the thief family, and there must be an immortal hall in a big family like Congjia. This kind of thing, if you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it, and the general pious people have peace and tranquility, and although they don't have great wealth and wealth, they won't be as embarrassed as they are from the Red Tiger.

"Brother, why didn't I see the Five Immortals Hall at your house?" asked the little golden flower on the side curiously.

Lan Caidie replied: "Stupid, your brother is the reincarnation of Kuixing, and he is the saint of stealing the door, only others worship him, and there is no reason for him to worship others!"

"Don't say that, worship me? I can't stand it. He said to Cong Chihu again: "The incense on the hall cannot be broken, this is the promise of your ancestors, and you must keep it as a descendant." ”

"Yes, yes, I will listen to the master's orders, and immediately I will have people repaint the five immortal statues with gold paint and offer fruits!"

Oooooooo......oo At this time, there were three rhythmic knocking sounds from outside the courtyard, judging from the sound, it did not look like a knock on the door, but it seemed to be the sound of wooden substances hitting each other.

"Visitor, you go and get busy, I'll just see for myself, you don't have to accompany me. Wushuang said.

"It's okay, if you don't have a guest, that dead flower will come every few days! If it weren't for the kindness of our old lady, I would have beaten him out a long time ago." From the Red Tiger said indignantly.

"What's going on, tell me about it?"

From Chihu said, I don't know when it started, there is often a flower child at home who asks for food, this flower child does not pay attention to the rules and even does not look at it and took the broken rice bowl into the courtyard of the Congjia house, and was found by the red tiger and scolded. From then on, it may be that this flower child has a grudge, and will come to the house every few days, but this time, he does not dare to enter the house, and looks at the threshold at the door with the cane he asks for food, and then goes out when you hear it, and there is no one outside.

If you don't give him food or money, he will come, whether it is winter or summer, he never delays, as if he is not asking for money and food, just to come and knock three times, so that his family knows that he has come.

At present, some of the older generation still have a habit of saving up one-penny and two-penny tickets and pressing them under the coffee table at home. These are the habits of people who used to ask for food.

In the early years, those who wanted to eat were also considered Jianghu people, since they were Jianghu people, they had the rules of Jianghu and Jianghu, and they were not allowed to enter the threshold of the people's house if they wanted to eat, so they could only stand outside the door and gently pat the door twice, and then shouted their fixed Jianghu terminology in their mouths, and the shouting in different regions was not the same, not to mention them one by one, in short, it was to pray for the owner of the house to reward money and rice, no matter how much they did not dislike, you give one point to two points, even if you give a piece of leftover steamed buns. It's just that you can't let Hanako go home empty-handed, and in addition, there are rules for asking for food, and the family can only ask for it once, never twice.

As the old saying goes, those who ask for food are reincarnated by bad luck and the death star, you can't bring your bad luck to others, others are kind enough to reward you for eating, you have to be grateful, you have to thank you for taking money or food, and all you say in your mouth are auspicious words. It's called Song'en.

"Does he always come? always that person?" Wushuang asked.

"I don't know where Hanako came from, I don't know the rules! It's so unlucky! I'm disturbing the master, I'm going to let people coax him away. ”

"Chihu, don't worry, I have to meet him, this is not an ordinary matter! Hanako can only come to the door once according to the rules of the road, if you come twice, it means that there is a problem. Wushuang took the blue butterfly and the little golden flower and walked quickly around the front room and went straight to the gate.