Jing Jiujiu introduced Tingyi to actress Tao.
Tao He turned around and called Master Zhou, asking, "Is he better than you?"
Master Zhou had just dealt with Guan Yan and was having a headache. He immediately acted like a peerless master: "Oh? Who can be better than me? Who introduced him to you?"
Tao He was embarrassed to say Jing Jiujiu's name, so he just said tactfully: "She is a good friend of Brother Bai from our crew..."
Brother Bai? Mr. Bai? Who else could be around him
Master Zhou changed his tone and said, "That person is more powerful than me. He must be a master who rarely comes out! You must cherish him..."
Could there be anything wrong with what the young master recommended
That must be correct!
Even Master Zhou was puzzled. How come ghosts were contacting the Heavenly Master for business
But when Master Zhou thought about himself, he didn't find it strange anymore.
Maybe he is another person recruited by Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai is so capable, everything he does is normal!
Master Zhou repeatedly reminded Tao He to respect the other party before hanging up the phone.
Tao He clenched his phone tightly, thinking that the other party must be very powerful!
I immediately went to see Master Tingyi happily.
Master Tingyi used to help others deal with metaphysical problems. Sometimes when things went wrong in the circle, he would be asked to clean up the mess.
But no one talked about money.
Tingyi himself didn't mention it either.
Although he was well-known in the circle, many big bosses outside the circle saw that he didn't charge money and thought he was a useless person. How could Tingyi know this? Every time someone in the metaphysics circle asked him for help, he thought it was because of the reputation of Lingyang Mountain and everyone believed in him, so they came to him for help.
Naturally, he should shoulder this important task.
Now if I count carefully, I don’t know how many years I have worked in vain.
Tao He is such a generous person.
She invited Tingyi to sit down, poured tea for him, and placed some snacks she made. With her current status, she sometimes cultivates other hobbies. Making snacks is one of them.
"Master, do you have any blessed amulets?" Tao He asked in a low voice.
"Yes!" Tingyi opened his pocket and took out a bunch of them, all tied with thin red strings.
Tao He:
Why does it look so much like... it was bought at a wholesale market for fifty cents
However, with Master Zhou's warning in mind, Tao He thought that some masters who have not appeared in seclusion for a long time might be like this.
Tao He hurriedly and carefully picked one from the top: "Is this one okay?"
Tingyi: "Okay."
Tao He had the money ready, so he put two hundred thousand on the table and said, "Take it first. I'll wear it for two days."
Master Tingyi almost burst into tears on the spot, but he was the abbot of the temple after all, so he kept his composure. He then nodded slightly, accepted the money, and put the remaining amulets into his cloth bag.
As soon as Tao He sent the person away, Ting Yi immediately found Jing Jiujiu.
Jing Jiujiu was chatting with Bai Yuhuai during the break.
"You introduced the client to Master Tingyi?"
"yes."
“…” Bai Yuhuai’s emotions were so complicated that he was speechless for a while.
He was originally a little worried that Master Tingyi was stubborn and insisted on converting Jing Jiujiu.
That's nothing.
Tingyi has a high reputation in the metaphysical circle. If he stands out and calls for action, most people in the circle will follow his footsteps and want to exorcise ghosts.
Jing Jiujiu took out a small biscuit from her schoolbag and handed it to Bai Yuhuai: "Want to eat?"
This little cookie is a little bigger than a marshmallow.
Bai Yuhuai is too tired to earn money to support his family.
Eat something bigger.
Bai Yuhuai's heart moved, he curled his fingertips, and then reached out to take it.
As he peeled off the biscuit wrapper, he listened to Jing Jiujiu say, "I think the queen of film Tao is very good. Meng Hexin took me to play games that day, and it became a hot topic. I heard from Xu Sanyu that being on a hot topic is not necessarily a good thing. Then the queen of film Tao said that she would take me to play."
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
Wouldn't that cause more trouble
Tao He just divorced her wealthy husband last year, and paparazzi and marketing accounts are keeping an eye on her new relationship.
Jing Jiujiu then took out an orange from her bag: "After you finish the cookies, eat this. Then your mouth won't feel dry anymore."
Bai Yuhuai's expression eased slightly, and he took the orange again. He felt as if he was being gently cared for by the boy's tenderness.
Jing Jiujiu: "Well, I think the descendants of Tao Ying are very good. It's not justifiable for Master Zhou to lie to her like this. Since Master Tingyi has real skills, why not introduce Master Tingyi to her. In this way, she can finally get what she wants."
Bai Yuhuai's mouth twitched: "... Do you know what her biggest wish is?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Hmm? What?"
Bai Yuhuai: "Her ex-husband and his lover stood together on the tallest building in Beijing, naked and hugging each other, shouting, I am shameless and I mess around. Do you think it's possible?"
Jing Jiujiu: “…Ah, this.”
Jing Jiujiu quickly reacted: "...Lover? A marriage fraud?"
Bai Yuhuai: “Yeah.”
Jing Jiujiu stopped talking for a moment.
Bai Yuhuai frowned, feeling that he had said something wrong. Did this remind him of Yu Ran and Jing Tinghua again
"Young friend!" Master Tingyi's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Bai Yuhuai:
You are really amazing.
They turned out to be "evil spirits", but in the blink of an eye they all became "little friends".
Jing Jiujiu turned around and said, "Master, you are back. Please take a seat. What did Ms. Tao ask you for?"
If this cannot be done, can't we blame Master Tingyi for his lack of ability
Tingyi smiled, and all the wrinkles on his face gathered together like orange peels: "Just asked me to buy an amulet. Two hundred thousand, cash. No bargaining. I put everything in the bag and brought it back."
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
He also didn't expect that no one had ever given Ting a penny.
Bai Yuhuai still reminded: "Cash is easy to be robbed. Next time, either bring two more disciples with you, or let the other party transfer the money to your phone."
Ting Yi sighed: "Among all my disciples, only Yin Mo is 1.87 meters tall. He is tall and intimidating. But when people grow up, they are always difficult to use." He paused and took out a cell phone from his pocket: "Do you think this cell phone can work?"
Tingyi was a little embarrassed at first, but after hearing Bai Yuhuai's kind reminder, he thought about it and decided to just give up his reputation and humbly ask for advice.
"The only one who can use a mobile phone to surf the Internet is your junior brother. His phone should be able to be used to collect money. Yours can't." Jing Jiujiu said from the side.
Compared with Tingyi, Jing Jiujiu felt that she already understood the technology of the 21st century very well!
So I immediately ordered a new smartphone and wanted to teach Tingyi how to use it.
Bai Yuhuai: “…” He pinched the biscuit, finding it difficult to swallow.
At first, Jing Jiujiu followed him and called him "Brother Bai" several times in order to ask him for a mobile phone. In the blink of an eye, he can even buy things online for others.
Jing Jiujiu is still instructing Tingyi here.
"Hey, next time you go to see a client, don't take out so much at once. If you have too much stuff, it will lose its value, understand?"
Jing Jiujiu knew nothing about the metaphysical circle, but he used to follow Yu Ran to invest in antiques and famous paintings.
"Think about it, think about it! One of those antiques is a unique piece worth tens of millions. What do the other two call it? They are worthless trash! How can people think that these things are precious and hard to come by? How can they dare to believe in your level of consecration?" Jing Jiujiu's teaching was extremely professional.
Tingyi heard the chicks pecking at rice: "Oh oh oh."
When Yin Mo arrived on the set, this was the scene he saw.
Yin Mo is full of question marks.
Is this still the face of his master
"Then these..." Ting Yi pulled out four from the box and pushed the rest to Jing Jiujiu: "I'll give them all to you."
Jing Jiujiu:
Tingyi: "These things are really not worth much. My junior brother said you can buy one for 50 cents. They are just consecrated."
Jing Jiujiu: "Can you open so many at once?"
Tingyi: "Of course I can't do it all at once. I can only open one every day."
That’s amazing too!
Jing Jiujiu asked them what they did every day.
Tingyi was at a loss for a moment.
Yin Mo then stepped forward and said calmly, "What to do? It's nothing more than meditating, chanting, strengthening the body, reading, and practicing Zen."
This is even more boring than Jing Jiujiu's life in the castle!
Jing Jiujiu can also generate electricity by herself to turn on the TV.
"No wonder." Jing Jiujiu said in a low voice.
If you keep a group of monks at home and have them perform consecration rituals every day, wouldn't you make more money
Oh no.
Jing Jiujiu quickly suppressed her dangerous thoughts.
I can't turn into a ghost with a head full of bad thoughts.
Bai Yuhuai was a little surprised after hearing this.
The self-discipline of these monks is indeed one of the best in the metaphysical circle.
…So after living in poverty for so many years, Jing Jiujiu seduced him away with just a few words.
Jing Jiujiu: "No wonder Yin Mo wants to return to secular life."
Yin Mo lowered his eyes. How could it be just because of this? It was more because he could not find his memory and made an instinctive choice.
Tingyi blushed when he heard this and murmured, "I'm old anyway..."
Whether he was involved in the secular world or not, whether he cared about cause and effect or not, it didn't matter anymore. He couldn't reach a higher realm in this life. He could only wait for the day of his death.
"I want to make more money!" Ting said.
Jing Jiujiu blinked lightly and responded, "Yeah."
Tingyi said again: "My friend, please let me follow you more in the future."
Jing Jiujiu:
No... He's a little scared.
After Tingyi finished speaking, he took out his tattered PHS cell phone, which he had used for who knows how many years, and called a few of his fellow apprentices, asking them to come over.
After a while, there were countless bald heads on the set.
"I will stay here for many days. You guys go back to the mountain first." Ting Yi thought for a moment, turned his head and looked at Jing Jiujiu carefully, "May I ask how did you die?"
Upon hearing the voice, Yin Mo frowned.
For so long, he never dared to ask Jing Jiujiu how she died.
"He died in the castle. I don't know exactly how he died."
"It is very likely that he will become a ground-bound spirit after death, but...how can you stay with Mr. Bai?"
Jing Jiujiu felt a little depressed and thought that it was because she had completed the system task! Oh, system task... System? Jing Jiujiu remembered that she seemed to have forgotten such a thing! When should she find it back...
Jing Jiujiu blinked, looking innocent: "Well, I don't know either. Anyway, I left with him."
Tingyi did not ask any more questions, but just instructed: "After you go back, you still remember the craft of sculpting statues, right? Just make a statue according to the old method. Just make it like him..."
Jing Jiujiu:
Young monk, old monk:
Even Yin Mo was surprised.
Tingyi continued, "After the sculpture is completed, it must not be placed in the temple. The gods and Buddhas in the temple will not approve. You can place it outside the temple. Isn't there a sign at the bottom of the steps outside the temple? Place it there. Build a shelter from the wind and rain. And put an incense burner underneath."
Yin Mo frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"
Bai Yuhuai said calmly: "Don't write your name, but put down the incense burner. When people who come to Lingyang Mountain see it, they will know that it is okay to worship."
Ting nodded: "You don't need many people to worship, three or two, ten a year is enough. There have been examples of ghosts being worshipped since ancient times. According to legend, during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there was a lonely ghost who ran into a dilapidated temple. There were no gods or Buddhas in the temple, but people who came to the temple to escape the war regarded it as a god or Buddha and worshiped it every day. After a hundred days, the ghost's body was covered with a trace of golden light, and it actually had a trace of god and Buddha's aura. Later, because of this, it was really awarded by the Heavenly Court and became an official of medium status, and it did not need to enter the reincarnation again."
"Heaven?" Jing Jiujiu was stunned.
Tingyi said, "There is no heaven now. It is said that since the Ming Dynasty, when the Little Ice Age came, there were many earthquakes in the country because the spiritual energy was collapsing. From then on, there was no heaven above and no hell below. Even if you are worshipped again and again, you can't become an immortal official. But the power of faith is the most powerful force in the world. Even gods and Buddhas rely on them for support. If you are worshipped every day, you will naturally be very different from the ghosts in this world, and your status will be raised to a higher level. From now on, you can avoid the trouble of becoming a fierce ghost, and your soul will be much more solid."
Ting Yi said, glancing at Jing Jiujiu's wrist: "Is this the bracelet of Guiyun Sect? I've seen this before. Relying on this thing alone and drawing talismans to solidify the soul is ultimately only a temporary measure."
He paused and said, "In the future, my friend may become even stronger. He won't have to rely on eating ghosts to grow stronger."
"If you are an earthbound spirit, you will be able to go wherever your believers are in the future. You don't have to be confined to one place anymore."
Jing Jiujiu was stunned after hearing this.
If you count them all this way, don’t we see that there are a lot of benefits to making a statue
But think about it, he didn't do anything...
Yin Mo took a deep breath, knelt down in front of the court and kowtowed three times.
But after getting up, I couldn't help asking, "Why... didn't you allow me to make a statue for him when I went up the mountain in the rain that day and told you about these things?"
If the statue had been made at that time.
Shouldn’t Jingjiujiu have been available a long time ago
Yin Mo still couldn't imagine how Jing Jiujiu had survived all these years alone in that abandoned castle...
Tingyi: "You can also make statues?"
Yin Mo: “…I have learned it.”
Tingyi: "Oh." He paused and said, "That's different."
Yin Mo pursed his lips. That's right. He had only been a young monk for a few years at that time. His level was definitely not as good as his uncles. They could certainly make a better statue for Jing Jiujiu.
Bai Yuhuai interrupted calmly, "Not everyone can make a statue. Except for monks and Taoists, who offer sacrifices to the gods and Buddhas and the Three Pure Ones. They worship for several years, and they make statues and repair golden bodies by themselves. No one else can do it."
That's why he never considered making a statue for Jing Jiujiu.
and…
"Buddhism is about cause and effect. Casting a statue today, we don't know what consequences it will have in the future. What we are doing is to transform yin into yang, and to turn evil things into gods and Buddhas, which is against the will of heaven. Sculpting a body for a ghost is equivalent to elevating it to a position on par with gods and Buddhas. It will bring punishment from heaven."
Yin Mo was stuck there, his lips tightly pursed, unable to speak.
Tingyi said: "Hey, that's it! I told you a long time ago that you were too young at that time. It's different..."
Too young to shoulder the responsibility.
It is already a heavy and difficult task to take over his mantle.
Jing Jiujiu silently took out another fruit from her schoolbag and handed it to Tingyi: "Do you want to eat it?"
Ting Yi took it and said, "What is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Kiwi fruit. Soft, you can bite it after peeling the skin. Sweet." He couldn't help licking his lower lip. Perhaps because he hadn't eaten it for many years, the taste was particularly deep in his memory.
Bai Yuhuai lowered his head and glanced at the oranges and biscuits in his hands.
There is always one more than him.
So my heart was calm for a while.
Tingyi peeled it and ate it.
And burped.
"It's delicious."
Oh my god.
How many good things did he miss back then!
Jing Jiujiu lay on the table and asked in a low voice: "What does it mean to be punished by heaven?"
Tingyi: "That's an exaggeration. I just said that even the heaven is gone. It's hard to say what the heaven is. Look at the tens of thousands of evil people in this world. Is there anyone who has really been punished by heaven?"
The young monk said: "Master, you are disrespectful to the heavens. Your heart is not pure. The heavens will be angry if they hear it."
Ting Yi: "It is because of purity that one can see more and see through things. We worship Buddha, not heaven."
Little monk: "… Oh, that makes sense. Then next time I curse the thief heaven, Uncle Master can't hit me on the head again."
Tingyi: “…”
The uncle-master clenched his fist silently beside him.
"Okay, we've said everything. Let's go back to the mountain. You should go and send them off, Yin Mo. They don't know the way, and they don't know how to use the navigation." Ting sent them away.
Yin Mo turned and walked away silently.
The young monks bowed to Jing Jiujiu and said, "Thank you for your hospitality."
Then he followed and walked away.
Suddenly there was only one bald head left on the set.
Tingyi licked his lips, wiped his beard, and asked quietly: "Anything else?"
"No more. But you can buy some. I'll buy some on the way to dinner tonight."
Ting nodded, and his beard trembled slightly.
In the evening, Jing Jiujiu took Tingyi out for dinner. She also picked up a new cell phone and bought some new fruits.
Bai Yuhuai took in all this happening without saying a word.
Teenagers are always likable.
He was young and had been pampered, but he could still keep everything in order, just like the refrigerator full of oranges he had prepared when they first entered the castle.
This Indian ink sent people to the bus.
As they walked out of the film and television city, the little monk asked in astonishment, "Where is our van?"
Yin Mo raised his hand and pointed at the stretched Lincoln next to him. There were six in total, so it was easy for them to sit down.
Old monk: "It looks very expensive."
The little monk said: "I can't sit up."
Yin Mo: “…I’ll pay.”
The old monk immediately opened the car door.
The little monk said, "Wait a minute, uncle. Our mountain road is winding, and this car is too long. My head can get on it, but my butt can't turn the corner..."
Ink: “…”
In the end, Yin Mo replaced his car with a small one suitable for mountain driving.
Once in the car, Yin Mo wasn't in a very good mood.
The young monk couldn't help but ask him, "Big Brother, did you drink alcohol today? We can't drink and drive. I've seen that we have to write a self-criticism if we drink and drive."
Yin Mo: “No.”
The little monk couldn't help but ask, "Then... can we still drive our minivan back up the mountain? It's quite expensive."
Yin Mo: “…Yes.”
The little monk said: "That's all right, just step on the accelerator."
The young monk: "? Senior Brother, why don't you move? Don't you have a driver's license?"
Yin Mo raised his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror inside the car.
The mirror reflected his appearance, his hair carefully combed back, ruby earrings in his ears, and his clothes were neat and tidy...
So what if I really make it to the upper class
In the mirror.
The man's eyes were bloodshot and tears slowly flowed down.
He pounded his fist on the steering wheel: "In the final analysis, I am just a loser."
…
This man finished eating a hairy crab.
"It's so delicious." Ting Yi exclaimed, "I didn't know there was such delicious food in the world!"
Jing Jiujiu was so greedy that she asked him, "What did the Argentine red shrimp taste like?"
Tingyi: "Delicious!"
The adjectives are extremely poor, not even one percent of Master Zhou's.
But fortunately, Master Zhou is not here, otherwise Jing Jiujiu would really cry out of greed.
Jing Jiujiu: "I think we can let Master Zhou eat with you next time."
"Who is Master Zhou?"
"He's an old charlatan." Jing Jiujiu said honestly, "He's much better at being a charlatan than you are. If you learn from him, earning 10 million per order is not a dream."
Bai Yuhuai couldn't help but hold his forehead after hearing this.
If the metaphysical circle knew that Master Tingyi was studying hard with an old liar, they would be scared to death, right
Jing Jiujiu: "Master Zhou is quite capable and a nice guy. Although he went astray in his early years..."
Ting nodded: "Well, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. We do not discriminate against such people."
"He always wants to share money with me and Mr. Bai." Jing Jiujiu praised Master Zhou again.
Tingyi: "Oh yes, I should also give some money to Xiaoyou and Mr. Bai."
Jing Jiujiu: "Ah, no need. I have some money, more than 200,000."
Only then did Tingyi stop.
Jing Jiujiu was sitting nearby, and since she had nothing else to do, she turned around and added Master Zhou’s WeChat to Tingyi’s phone.
In the car.
The young monk touched Yin Mo's back and said, "Brother, please stop crying. Master always said that self-awareness is important. It is great that you can realize that you are a waste..."
The old monk said: "Your elder brother's fist is hard."
Little monk: "Ah? Do you want to hit me? How could that be? I am trying to comfort my senior brother. My uncle is so hard-hearted that he won't move..."
The old monk sighed and said, "Yin Mo, don't think too much."
Yin Mo was held tightly by the little monk, and his angry tears flowed even more violently, while his chest was honking loudly.
In the store.
Ting Yi sighed, "That's great. All those people are gone... Yesterday I was just looking for that bald guy, and he took a bite. Oh my god, my tuna is gone!"
He said, and burped in satisfaction.
Today is also the day I like this little devil more!