_ Yes that's true, back then I saw with my own eyes that teacher solving the curse of mourning for the whole family. Fighting with the devil for two days and two nights, the trees were dead, the dogs and cats were wandering...
_ Will you die in the end...well, will you be able to kill that god insect?
_ The insect will not die, but that family is still doing business peacefully to this day.
Truong replied, Mr. Lap sat and thought for a while, finally nodded and said:
_ So you invited some shaman to come here, and I gathered the Dao family to pay for it. Rest assured, you don't have to be afraid.
_ That's why you say that. As the village chief, if something like this happens to our family, you have to take some responsibility.
Village Chief Truong said, then stood up, put on his hat and walked out of the gate. Leaving Mr. Lap standing in the house, full of hope for freeing his entire Dao family from this tragedy.
Just as planned, that afternoon, Vu village saw the Dao family set up a large ceremony table in the middle of Mr. Lap's yard. Relatives and descendants kept coming in and out, spreading sedge mats, and cooking chicken and sticky rice as if there was a village festival. After people finished arranging the ceremony table, they just had to wait for the shaman to come and do the work, but until the sun was about to set the mountain, no shaman appeared, so everyone had to call it stressful. extreme straightness.
A woman looked to be over 45 years old, holding a conical hat in her hand and waving it in front of her face to cool off the heat. Just said in a worried voice:
_ It's almost evening, I don't know if the shaman will come or not...
She said, in her mind, the image of a shaman coming to a customer's house to exorcise evil spirits still appeared in her mind. But on the way to the place of execution, the demon possessed by the other house blocked the way, causing difficulties. Finally, she found an opportunity to capture the soul of the magician and disappeared, leaving only a dry corpse on the street that she saw in a certain movie. Now, looking at the scene of the Dao family's descendants going in and out to take care of the exorcism altar but never seeing a magician coming, it's just like in the movies, it makes me even more worried.
_ It's okay, maybe the teacher is busy with something so he's late, there's no need to be impatient.
Another person said, then turned and said to village chief Truong:
_ Hey, Mr. Truong called the teacher to see where he was, but waiting like that is very impatient.
The village chief nodded, then took out his black and white phone and dialed someone's number. But still the response from the operator, "The subscriber you called is currently..." made Truong feel uneasy, because he had called dozens of times already without any connection. You can get lost without having to wait for the other person to remind you. Now, if the shaman cannot come, he will have to face the Dao family, and at that time he will lose all credibility with the people of Vu village. And there is one more thing that this village chief has been worried about since the second death in the Dao family. And Truong really couldn't say that worry even if he wanted to say it because it was related to a secret that only he and the three corpses buried under three inches of soil knew. Oh, I forgot that in addition to these four people in Vu village, there was also someone in Trinh village who knew about it, but he didn't come over here to work with village chief Truong to solve the consequences that the three of them caused that caused the whole tribe to die. The Dao family was so confused and worried that they lost sleep and food.
Still not knowing how to contact the shaman, suddenly village chief Truong heard the sound of a black car pulling up outside the gate. From the car there was a man in his fifties with an imposing body, wearing a robe like in a Lam Chinh movie. It's just that that bright yellow outfit is a bit oversized.
_ Luckily, the teacher came.
Village Chief Truong was so happy that he approached the old shaman and spoke. At that time, the Dao family also let go of some of the worries that had been building up in their hearts up until now.
_ Actually, not being able to contact you all this time makes us so worried.
Mr. Lap said, appearing to be humbled by the person who was about to save his entire family.
_ Well, my phone just now, I don't know why, but the battery was dead so I couldn't call. But the way to get there is a bit difficult, so I have to keep going in circles. In the end, I had to ask the two underworld soldiers out there to show me the way to get here.
When Mr. Lap heard about this old magician using the underworld to guide him, he felt both awe and admiration, thinking maybe he had met a real magician. Maybe even more terrible than Lam Chanh or something on the ship, no joke.
_ Yes, we have prepared all the rituals for our relatives. Please help me with the ceremony to eliminate the ghost cat. But I and this Dao family member are very grateful to you.
Mr. Lap said, the old shaman waved his hand and said:
_ You can rest assured that Trinh and I have lived and died on the gold field for many years. What he asked is just like my family's work, you don't need to worry, just wait until the right zodiac time and I will perform magic to capture whatever demon is haunting your whole family. Assured
The old shaman said, then remained silent for a few seconds and saw that Mr. Lap did not say anything, then continued:
_ It's just that doing this altar altar is a bit tiring...
When Mr. Lap heard that, he immediately understood the problem and put some money into the old shaman's hands as compensation. Of course, he still had to say a few big words to refuse, and his hand still quickly stuffed the money into his pocket. Then he went to the dharma altar, grabbed a bowl full of white wine, put it in his mouth, took a sip of more than half of it, and then spit out the remaining bit, drenching the whole dharma organ.
The old man shouted some kind of incantation and then pulled out his wooden sword and pointed it straight into the sky. His hands shook and his mouth murmured, then he continued to shout, sounding extremely powerful like a tiger roaring in the jungle. The sound made the person with the Dao family kneeling in front of the altar tremble like a rabbit lying in front of a wolf's mouth. Some people even think that it's true that a good teacher is different. If you shout out loud and know how much pressure there is, you'll feel at ease. Then he whispered, clasped his hands and bowed.
On the magic table, after the powerful shout of the pot-bellied old magician, a pile of talisman papers were scattered on the table, covered in white wine, which naturally caught fire and burned brightly. Before the astonished eyes of the entire Dao family and the curious people in Vu village, the ghost or demon suddenly lost its soul while the magician performed the magic. And the thoughtful eyes of the young policeman named Nam who was sitting in a corner observing every move of the so-called old shaman.
As for the old magician, after seeing his amulet catch fire, he made a dozen more hand seals at once, reciting the spell with his mouth resounding throughout a corner of the yard. The feet move to the rhythm as if it were a boxing dance.
A while later, the talismans on the dharma altar burned to ashes, but the strange thing was that even though the engine wind had been blowing loudly for a while now, the ashes did not fly away but remained around the dharma altar.
The old shaman, who was dancing around the altar, suddenly stood still and stared at the iron gate of Mr. Lap's house. A few members of the Dao family had not yet recovered from their fear when they saw the teacher stomping on the ground, his sword pointing straight to the sky and shouting loudly.