Chapter 32 ship owner

There was a boat owner who saw me swimming, and waved from a distance on the boat, opening and closing his mouth—the shouting was actually completely inaudible amidst the noise of the diesel engine.Sometimes he brought me something, stopped the machine outside the courtyard wall, and threw it over the wall with a loud shout: "Take rabbit meat!" or "Take wild boar!" After receiving the meat, there is also a greeting from a hunter friend on the dam. After I got acquainted with Yougen, when a friend from the city came to visit, I often chartered his boat to play in Kuhu Lake.At this time, he always gave way to the ship's money. "What money should I give? A few friends!" Or say: "I'll talk about it next time, I'll talk about it next time, I don't need money right now!"

I later found out that Yougen is not only a sailor, but also a Fengshui master, and also knows a little alchemy.When he walked into our courtyard, he always looked around and observed carefully, and then explained the profound meaning of "inner white tiger (referring to a slope in my courtyard)" and "outer green dragon (referring to a mountain outside my wall)".He heard that there was a small pockmarked egg in my chicken coop. He insisted that it was not a bird's egg or a snake's egg, but a stinky woman (I don't know who he was talking about) used it to secretly exchange eggs.I should immediately go to the chicken yard and stick a red note, so that the evil can be suppressed, the house can be cleaned up, and that stinky woman can be driven away!

He is an amateur shaman, often invited by the folks to solve difficult problems.Whenever the folks encounter things that go wrong, such as falling down when going out, beating bowls when entering, a chicken just died in the yard, and swine fever in the pen... This is worth noting, and it cannot be handled as a general matter.Take a bowl of cold rice with some fish and pour it in a secluded place behind the house, supplemented by burning incense and stickers.If the matter is more serious, such as a house fire and a serious illness, then not only should the fire be put out and the disease be cured, but also the metaphysical cause must be found.Under such circumstances, country people rely on science but are not satisfied with science. They will definitely seek help from people like Yougen, or from higher-level monks or Taoist teachers.

Who to find in the end depends on the severity of the situation and also depends on the ability of the parties to pay. These practices are very suspicious, but from a psychological point of view, is it some kind of grassroots folk mind healing?Is exorcising evil spirits and exorcising ghosts also a partial method of psychological suggestion and spiritual adjustment?Just as many teachers tell children to yell "I'm the best" three times before the exam, this kind of lie often works, and it has recently been listed as part of science-but it is ignored by traditional science science.

On the contrary, there are still some scientific revelations one after another: the serious disadvantages of chemical fertilizers destroying soil quality have only recently been recognized by people.Clenbuterol, growth hormone, DDT, silicone for breast implants, non-stick Teflon, etc., also ended up scaring the public with their dangers.Not to mention nerve gas and bacterial weapons, which seem to be more bastards than witchcraft, and their creators are clearly some cult leaders in white coats. But I am still a believer in science. I laughed at Yougen’s enthusiastic guidance, and his eyes widened in anxiety: "Do you think this is superstition? It is obviously science, and everything is right in the book!"

He also wanted to grab a scientific crown. He showed me some mimeographed pamphlets explaining the relationship between geography and numerology, including how geography changes numerology, how numerology changes geography—as long as a person refrains from doing evil for three years, the trees in his home will surely grow lush, and so on .He also talked about the ancestral graves of Mao Zedong, Zhou Enlai, Chiang Kai-shek, and Lin Biao, and kept explaining the connection between those graves and fate.It is said that they are all classic cases recognized by their geologists, and they have been personally inspected by him time and time again.He never allowed me to be distracted by this, and turned his eyes to the newspaper: "Listen, Lao Han..." "Think about it, Lao Han..." "Tell me, Lao Han..." The method of roll call and man-marking, and the way of pretending to ask questions but not asking questions, pulled me back from my distracted mind and forced me to continue listening.

"If He Jian hadn't dug up Chairman Mao's ancestral grave, how could Chairman Mao not be so popular? How could his son have died in North Korea?" "You have studied Fengshui for decades, why didn't you choose a good Fengshui?" I wanted to hit the nail on the head. "You mean my house? The feng shui of my house is pretty good! It used to be that the gate was a little off, but I changed the gate the year before last. But geography has to be coordinated with numerology, do you understand? My horoscope is lack of water, and lack of water is also It’s just a lack of money, do you understand?…” He said right and left when he couldn’t make sense, and he was able to round up the words again after going around.

On this day, he and I visited friends in Yanbo Bay and had dinner at a farmer's house.As it was getting late, the housewife chased a big hen flying all over the ground, saying that the hen had been frightened by something a few days ago and would never return to its nest at night, fearing it might turn into a pheasant. Yougen smiled, "You wait for me." "Can you catch it?" "A chicken has feet, won't it walk by itself? You just find me a piece of paper." "What do you need paper for?" Yougen kept his secrets secret, smiled without answering, took a piece of discarded newspaper to light a fire in the corner of the stove, and muttered something.

"Are you back?" he asked aloud next. "I'm back!" The housewife looked into the ground and was surprised. "Look again, is it inside?" "Go in! Already go in!" "Look clearly, didn't you come out again?" "No! Really not!" The housewife and I were dumbfounded.If I hadn't witnessed it on the spot, if it was just a legend, I wouldn't have believed it.But it's true, and it's completely beyond my comprehension.The next point that came to my mind immediately was: Should I follow his instructions and go to the chicken coop to stick a red note?

Late at night, we left Yanbo Bay.He sent me home.I went ashore and shook my hand in the hazy night, watching him point the pole, and the boat left the shore. There were slowly pulsing waves at the stern of the boat, which shattered the starlight of the lake.I promised to go with him to see the best cemetery in the cave next time. It is said that it is a treasure land where prime ministers and generals will be born.It is my great honor to be the first to know about this matter and the first person to be allowed to visit—he told me thousands of times: I can’t talk about it after seeing it.