This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 173 Nuo

Seeing Lin Jue staring at the two paper figures, the witch thought that the latter was interested in them, so she took the initiative to speak: "Those are the boy and girl given to me by the gods. They look like paper figures, but they possess the power of the gods. If I am in danger, the boy and girl will come to protect me."

Her tone was full of pride, as if being rewarded by the gods was a great thing, and there was also a hint of warning in her words, telling Lin Jue not to have any bad thoughts.

"If you're interested in these paper figurines, you can go find the paper craftsman on the west side of the village. He's also the village's Taoist priest, and his magical powers are no less than mine. Although his paper figurines can't compare to those bestowed by these two gods, they're still enough to bless you with a peaceful life."

At the end of her words, the fortune teller did not forget to bring business to her colleagues.

Lin Jue nodded and looked away: "Grandma, have you ever seen a god?"

This witch has a high status in the village and may have seen the gods with her own eyes.

However, the witch said that she had never seen any gods, but only a few messengers of gods.

This made Lin Jue doubt for a moment, questioning whether the god really existed. After all, he had asked several people, but none of them had seen the so-called god.

But on second thought, that god must be real, because the organizational structure is already very complete, with messengers of God, night watchmen, and witches and Taoist priests responsible for sacrifices.

Such a complete organization must be managed by a big boss who organizes and brainwashes these villagers tightly and secretly controls the entire village.

"Where do gods usually live? Where are the gods' messengers?" Lin Jue asked another series of questions.

"I'm not sure. During the grand ceremony, the messenger of God will naturally appear." The witch shook her head and walked through the main hall into the inner room. Only her voice came out: "Wait outside for a while. I'll prepare something and perform a ritual to exorcise the bad luck for you."

There was a rustling sound coming from the inner room. Lin Jue was the only one left in the main room, or to be more precise, there were two other "people".

The two paper figures became even more unscrupulous after the witch left, and the smiles on their mouths became more and more exaggerated, and it seemed that the paper on their faces was about to break.

They seemed to want to scare the outsider in front of them.

To be honest, Lin Jue hated the feeling of being stared at by these ghosts. He took out a marker from the side of his bag, walked to the two paper figures, unscrewed the pen cap, and drew a pair of sunglasses on the eyes of the two paper figures, completely covering their eyes.

"Hmm... these two paper figures seem to be coming alive and keep staring at me. This makes things much better."

Lin Jue closed the pen cap with great satisfaction.

The smiles on the two paper figures' faces completely disappeared, and black energy surged, as if they were about to take action.

They obviously didn't expect that this outsider would be so bold.

At this moment, the witch came out with a bamboo basket. She didn't notice Lin Jue's little action and walked out of the house on her own: "Come with me."

Lin Jue calmly put away the pen and followed the witch out the door.

The witch put the bamboo basket on the ground and grabbed a black chicken from the yard: "Boy, take the porcelain bowl and knife from the basket."

In addition to the bowl and knife, there were also several yellow talismans and a mask in the bamboo basket.

The mask looks ferocious, with two sharp horns, a copper ring hanging from the tip of the nose, and a mouth full of protruding fangs. The entire mask is black, and the face is painted with purple and red colors, making it look like a demon from hell.

Lin Jue's gaze stayed on the mask for a long time, and then he took the porcelain bowl and kitchen knife at the witch's urging.

"Put the bowl on the ground and give me the kitchen knife." The black chicken in the witch's hand kept thrashing around desperately, the poor chick seemed to have anticipated its fate. After everything was ready, the witch raised her knife and cut the chicken's neck, causing blood to gushed out.

The little black chicken died. After collecting half a bowl of scarlet chicken blood, the witch threw the chicken aside, walked back to the bamboo basket, and put the mask on her face.

After putting on the mask, the witch became crazy, muttering some spells that Lin Jue could not understand at all. She jumped and danced around Lin Jue with the bowl in her hands, making a threatening gesture.

This should be some kind of dance, but it is weird everywhere, because all the limb movements have nothing to do with dance, and all the joints are bent extremely, just like the bamboo dolls we played with when we were children.

"Those who see Nuo will have all their illnesses cured."

"Nuo dance begins, good fortune flourishes!"

The witch's voice gradually became sharp. She jumped back to the bamboo basket, lit the yellow talismans, drew a strange symbol in the air, and then threw them all into the chicken blood.

After doing all this, the witch drank a mouthful of chicken blood and then sprayed it at Lin Jue.

Scarlet blood mixed with paper ash fell on his clothes. Lin Jue's mouth twitched slightly, but as a professional actor, he cooperated very well without any resistance.

"Okay, it's over." The witch took off her mask and warned, "Don't change your clothes and don't wash today. After this time tomorrow, the bad luck will leave you."

Lin Jue nodded obediently: "Grandma, was that the Nuo dance you just performed?"

He knew this culture. This culture also existed in the southwest region in his previous life. It had been passed down for thousands of years, originating from the Zhou Dynasty and passed down from generation to generation.

Whenever there is a disaster, there will be Nuo dance. People will wear brightly colored clothes, put on hideous masks, and dance exaggeratedly and tensely, praying for the disaster to disappear and good fortune to come.

He had seen Nuo dance performances before. It was a shocking performance left over from thousands of years of history, which was simply incomparable to the inexplicable dance before him.

The dance performed by this witch can only be described as a mess.

"You know a little bit, kid." The witch put the mask into the bamboo basket. "There are very few people who can perform this ancient folk dance nowadays, but it just so happens that many people in our village can do it."

"It's okay, you can go now."

After making some money, the witch wanted to chase Lin Jue away: "By the way, you can take the chicken on the ground."

It's like spending ten thousand yuan to buy a little black chicken and then watching a crazy show.

Lin Jue picked up the black chicken, waved to the witch, and left.

"Why does it feel like this guy left in such a hurry? It feels like he did something bad..." The witch muttered as she stared at Lin Jue's back. Then she touched the thick banknotes in her pocket. A smile appeared on her old face, and her wrinkles piled up together: "This outsider is really a fat sheep. Let's kill him a few more times in the future."

She picked up the bamboo basket and walked into the house, humming a song, looking quite happy.

Just as she was about to put the bamboo basket back into the inner room, her steps suddenly stopped and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

She finally saw the sunglasses painted on the faces of the two paper figures.

Her face gradually stiffened, and a scream erupted from her throat: "This damn thing!!!!"

(End of this chapter)