"Then, what should we do now?" Chenghou said in a dumb voice: "There must have been an accident in the Taoist temple, and some of my friends may also have an accident in Juyuan Street."
Master Wujing said: "In fact, it is not difficult, as long as it is not in that place, it is easy to handle."
Cheng Hou naturally knew what he was referring to, and couldn't even think about it. If something happened there...
"You can find a few boys immediately and get some boy urine, or the menstrual blood of a virgin. Just spread the boy urine on the two stone lions outside the Taoist temple. After Qing Yuan is rescued, let him go with you. Yuanjie, he can handle it."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Hou started the car and said, "It's easy to handle boy peeing. There is a children's drama club in front of it. There is a performance in the past few days. There are many virgin men. Virgin menstrual blood... I'm afraid it will be difficult to find this thing."
The children were all asleep, but he was all awakened by him, and he gave up after filling up several bottles of boy urine.
The teacher who brought the children to the show was scared by Chenghou: "What are you doing?"
If Chenghou hadn't handed out his business card in advance, the female teacher would have known Chenghou's identity and knew that he could not afford to provoke him.
Cheng Hou stuffed a few bottles of boy urine into his bag and said with a smile: "I can't say a word or two. Anyway, I'm not going to do bad things, please trust me, the teacher."
The world is inherently unfair. If you say the same thing to different people, the effect will naturally be different.
Cheng Hou is a successful person. He believes everything he says, even if he doesn't believe it, he will pretend to believe it.
If it is replaced by a person, the status and status are not as good as that of Chenghou, I am afraid it will end in a different way.
Leaving the theater, he drove back to the Taoist temple, and as the Master Wujing ordered, he pissed the boy on the two stone lions in front of the Taoist temple.
He didn't understand why he wanted to do this, Master Wujing couldn't be wrong.
After the urine was spilled for a while, the two stone lions seemed to change color, and he seemed to see smoke from the stone lions on the first floor.
I rubbed my eyes and looked closely, and I couldn't see anything.
After a while, the door of Taoist Temple opened, and the coldness in front of the door was not as gloomy as before, and it smelled of a midsummer night again.
A few disheveled Taoist priests rushed out, and the one running at the front was Qingyuan, the big disciple of Master Wujing. Chenghou met him several times and recognized him.
Qingyuan looked surprised, never expected to meet Chenghou here. Looking at what he was holding, he immediately understood.
"Thank you!" He bowed to Chenghou.
Cheng Hou waved his hand: "If you want to thank you, thank your master. Your master taught me to do this."
Qingyuan looked ashamed, and the master left Taoist Temple and returned to his hometown to take care of his life. Just a few years after he took over, this happened.
The other disciples also saluted Chenghou Zuo Yi one after another to show their gratitude.
Chenghou said, "Today is the day when the ghost gate opens on July 15th. Ghosts are rampant on Juyuan Street. Some of my friends have an accident over there. Can you please help?"
Qingyuan hurriedly said, "This was originally our duty, let's go quickly."
On July 15th of previous years, they would set up a gathering of sun and evil spirits on Juyuan Street and some places that are easy to attract evil and evil spirits, so as to ensure the safety of people entering and leaving the yin.
This year, two glamorous ghosts came to Guanli and trapped them in the illusion. This was a missed opportunity.