The years I worked as a Feng Shui consultant in the entertainment industry

"Uncle Ge, what are these two leaves?"

As soon as I heard Lao Ge's tone, I knew that he must be scheming again. I pointed at the two roasted leaves with only one stem left and asked.

"Do you know about spiritual plants?" Lao Ge did not answer, but asked instead.

"Know!"

I nodded.

Spiritual plants are a specialty of Southeast Asia. They have psychedelic and aphrodisiac effects. They are an indispensable material for making some hair-reducing oils and love-reducing products.

After I told what I knew, Lao Ge nodded and said: "Spiritual plants are not only found in Southeast Asia, but also here. When it comes to understanding the properties of various herbal medicines, we are the ancestors!"

When Lao Ge finished speaking, he raised a thumb and looked full of pride.

"In Southeast Asia, plants with psychedelic aphrodisiac effects are collectively called spiritual plants. This classification is wrong. There are many types of spiritual plants!"

"Some are hallucinating and going crazy, some are hallucinating and estrusing, and some are hallucinating and self-mutilating..."

Lao Ge flexed his few fingers and explained the characteristics of various spiritual plants one by one, "We here give these spiritual plants different names according to their different functions!"

"For example, these two leaves are called Ambergris!"

Lao Ge pointed to the two leaves beside the fire where only the stem was left.

Dragon nature is inherently lustful. Needless to say, these two leaves called ambergris are probably aphrodisiacs.

"Aphrodisiac?" I asked.

"Correct!"

Lao Ge grinned and said, "Even an elephant can't hold up these two leaves!"

"Uncle Ge, you are a bit cruel now!"

I moved back as I spoke, afraid of catching a whiff.

"You can't stand firm without being ruthless. That thing has been following us for more than a day. Who knows what it is. How can we do it without being ruthless?" Lao Ge said cheerfully, squinting his eyes.

After saying that, he put away the two burnt leaf stems, carefully wrapped them in yellow paper, put them in the bag, and took out a few thumb-length bones from the bag.

"Eldest nephew, look, it's about to begin!"

Taking out the bones, Lao Ge turned his head and listened. He smiled again, placed the four bones around the two of us, and sprinkled some powder on them.

I have seen this operation before.

Last time on Sister Cha's crew, he relied on this trick to hide himself from the prying eyes of Sister Cha and the evil ghost she raised.

After finishing it, Lao Ge came back, opened his squinted eyes, stared at the other side of the stream, and murmured: "Did you hear it? There is something moving!"

"No!"

I listened carefully and shook my head.

"No rush, just wait a moment, wait a moment!" Lao Ge said cheerfully.

This wait is 10 minutes.

What was waiting for him was not a human, but a bear with red eyes, panting heavily, and a stringy cough.

After the bear reached the edge of the stream, it stopped moving forward. It just panted heavily and glanced around with its blood-red eyes.

After scanning back and forth in front of the creek for about five seconds, the bear seemed to have reached a certain limit. He lay down on the fallen rock that separated the creek, and then he arched up.

Seeing this scene, I opened my mouth.

Growing up, I have seen a lot.

I have seen the pairing of mules and horses, I have seen the pairing of humans and ghosts, I have seen the pairing of men and women, but I have never seen a pairing of a bear and a stone.

Let’s just say, can you move this thing?

"Ge, Uncle Ge, is this bear useless?"

I looked sideways at Lao Ge and asked with a slight stumble.

"It's useless!" Lao Ge clapped his mouth and narrowed his eyes to just a slit, as if he didn't want to see this eye-catching scene.

A minute later, the bear howled loudly, turned around, and lay on its back on the stone, breathing heavily. It was not clear whether it was in pain or not.

At the same time, there were some sharp calls in the woods behind the bear.

I made a distinction and found that there was bird chirping in the cry. It was a very sharp cry, not a normal cry.

There was also the chirping of insects, and it was louder than usual.

In addition, there are horse-like sounds and some sounds that I can't distinguish. The various sounds are mixed together like a symphony.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the various cries stopped.

"pity!"

After the shouting stopped, Lao Ge was a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he stood up and walked to the bear in front of the creek.

The bear's lower body was a bloody mess, but it still had some energy.

Lao Ge squatted in front of the bear and sprinkled some powder on the bear's face. The bear took two breaths, closed its big mouth, breathed evenly, and fell asleep.

After making sure the bear was asleep, Lao Ge took out his judge pen and stabbed the bear in the chest.

Ten minutes later, Lao Ge came back with a piece of bear gallbladder and a large piece of bear meat, and said: "We haven't caught the real owner, so let's get some bear meat to eat!"

So, Lao Ge and I had a barbecue dinner.

Although it's not delicious, this is the first hot meal I've had since entering the mountains.

After eating, the sky turned completely dark.

Lao Ge stood and sat for a while, wondering what he was thinking!

"no!"

After pondering for a while, Lao Ge said to me: "Eldest nephew, this won't work now, it's too passive. I have to think of a way to hook that thing out of the dark!"

"How?" I asked.

There was something peeping secretly, and I felt it more or less, but it wasn't that strong. If Lao Ge hadn't said it, I might not have noticed it.

So, I'm a little annoyed by being stared at all the time.

"The paper man, turn the fake into the real!" Lao Ge said.

"Turning falsehood into truth?" I looked at Lao Ge in confusion.

"Eldest nephew, today your Uncle Ge will show you his skills!" Lao Ge patted me on the shoulder and used local materials, using dead branches as bones, yellow paper as skin, and red rope as tendons. He used his two pieces combined to make it. The hand with less than six fingers deftly pricked a paper figure the size of a palm.

After the paper man was tied up, Lao Ge put the paper man into his bag and said to me loudly: "Come on, eldest nephew, let's go to the grave and see how your second uncle is doing!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the crack.

I followed him and went down into the cracks with him.

The crack in the ground is five to six meters long and about one meter wide, so it won't be a problem to hide the two of us.

After going down to the crack in the ground, Lao Ge bit his finger, took out the paper man, wrote and drew on the paper man, muttered some words, and finally put a little on the paper man's eyes.

After finishing the order, Lao Ge glanced sideways at me and said, "My eldest nephew, today I'm going to let you experience the Wumen's paper figurine technique!"

After speaking, Lao Ge breathed on the face of the paper man, but the breath was black, and a human-shaped thing could be vaguely seen, and with this breath it penetrated into the body of the paper man.

"go with!"

After exhaling, Lao Ge threw the paper man outside.

As I watched, the palm-sized paper man quickly grew in size after landing on the ground, turning into a man exactly like Lao Ge.