Exorcism must have a sense of ceremony.
In other words, when you do an exorcism, if the scene you put on is too small, how can you in good conscience ask the family for more money?
Those worldly merchants selling mooncakes — they wrap a two-liang mooncake in three layers inside and out, pack it into half a jin of cardboard, all to sell it at a high price...
Exorcism work can’t be worse than selling mooncakes, can it?
Moreover, Wu Youwei was not short of money.
With a wave of his hand he promised Lu Qian he would pay whatever fee Lu Qian asked.
So Lu Qian rented a grand, imposing Buddhist hall.
Before the hall lay a white-jade paved square, three hundred mu in area — and of course that grand hall and the white-jade square had been kindly provided by a famous temple as assistance.
Wrapped in thick, embroidered quilts, Lü Yi lay on a soft couch placed squarely in the center of the plaza.
Lu Qian, accompanied by Ah Hu and one hundred and eight Tiger Lords, sat cross-legged on meditation cushions, forming a ring around Lü Yi.
Outside them, ten thousand and eight hundred Daoist soldiers and great monks in monastic robes and kasaya held ritual instruments — bells, wooden fish, alms bowls, hand drums — and chanted and circled the plaza in formation.
A faint golden light shimmered around Lu Qian and the others.