The rooms of the temple and the temple-yard are heavy with smoke from fires and burning sandalwood. Hundreds of candles are lit on the alters and illuminate the many holy statues, depicting Chinese gods and emperors, Buddha, legendary animals and other mythological figures. Men gather on one side of the alter, women on the other. The whole thing becomes organized chaos. Presently, the Spirits announce their arrivals.
Facial expressions change.
Body movements become agitated. And one after one they walk, hop or run out into the yard, where a team of helpers are ready to pierce their face and body with the appointed tools. And one by one they stand in line, enchanted, enlightened or in ecstasy. Full of spirit, bobbing up and down, uttering sounds, dripping with saliva, while waiting. Waiting for the rod, hook, chain or branch made of steel, plastic, glass or wood to penetrate their tender flesh.