"Uncle Jiu, it's right here!"
Old Chen looked at the door of Old Li's house with a respectful look on his face, his eyes filled with uneasiness and fear.
Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back and began to look around the house.
Russell was held in Wencai's arms, yawning out of boredom. He was weak and sleepy.
Every time Uncle Jiu went out, Wencai would follow him. Russell was young, so naturally he would not be left in the charity cemetery.
The door was closed tightly. Lao Chen pushed it several times, but it didn't move at all.
Uncle Jiu was not polite at all. He raised his foot and the rock-solid door was immediately kicked open. The draft whistled past and everyone felt a chill all over their bodies in an instant.
There was a fluttering sound in the yard, as if ghosts and gods were clapping their hands. Even though Old Chen often walked at night, he couldn't help but feel his legs trembling.
I had never seen it before, so I was very brave. Now that I have experienced it myself, Lao Chen is like a snake that has scared him once, so he is afraid of ropes for ten years. Everything looks like a ghost to me!
"Master, what a big bird!"
Russell blinked and said, "Why don't we catch two and eat them."
A large group of crows were circling in the trees in the yard, making plop sounds one after another, and they were unwilling to leave.
Uncle Jiu glanced at Russell and said lightly, "This meat is not delicious."
"oh."
When Russell heard that the food didn't taste good, he immediately lost interest. Wencai, on the other hand, was used to it. This little junior brother just had an abnormal train of thought.
Old Chen standing by wiped the cold sweat from his head with his sleeve. This kid is really tough!
Uncle Jiu glanced around the house. The front room was completely empty, with bare walls and no one in sight.
He stepped into the yard, where two dark shadows stood, standing out from the crowd.
The moon was full and the stars were sparse, but I could still see clearly two poplar trees, two meters tall and lushly blooming.
Clap your hands if you have ghosts at home!
Uncle Jiu frowned. He couldn't stand such an amateur. He turned to look at Lao Chen and asked, "Do you know who planted this tree?"
Old Chen slapped his head and said, "There were no trees in this yard originally. I forgot how many decades ago, two poplar trees suddenly sprouted up. They are growing better and better. I guess the Li family wants to keep them for lumber."
“Nonsense!”
Uncle Jiu took a stroll and said to Luo Su and Wen Cai with a serious face, "Feng Shui has the theory of Yang house and Yin house. Generally speaking, you can't plant locust trees in Yang house. The leaves of poplar trees are big, and when the wind blows them, they sound like ghosts clapping their hands, which gathers negative energy and makes people sad!"
As he spoke, Uncle Jiu looked at Russell, took out a talisman from his arms, and stuck it directly on his little head.
"People like you who are weak and have low yang energy should not stay in this place. At the very least, you will get seriously ill, or even die."
Russell blinked his eyes and licked the talisman in front of him with his tongue. The taste of yellow paper made his little face bitter instantly.
Uncle Jiu was trying not to laugh. Old Chen beside him rubbed his hands and said ingratiatingly, "Uncle Jiu, I feel like my Yang Qi is a little weak. Why don't you give me one too?"
This is a talisman, and it belongs to the famous Taoist master Jiu Shu. It is a very good thing.
"You don't need to."
Uncle Jiu waved his left hand and said, "You have sufficient Yang Fire, but your physique is a little weak. You just need to go to Yihongyuan less often."
Old Chen's face flushed, but he hesitated for a moment, quietly pulled Uncle Jiu's sleeve, and revealed a look that all men understand, "Uncle Jiu, do you have a prescription? Give me a make-up!"
Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, "I, Lin Jiu, can subdue demons and monsters, and I can learn these things."
Old Chen looked embarrassed and apologized repeatedly, saying that he was really bewildered and asked Uncle Jiu how to make up for it, but he forgot that the old man was a famous young chicken and didn't need this.
Embarrassed, Lao Chen finally remembered the important matter here. He looked around hurriedly. In the small yard, there was nothing else except two poplar trees and a well.
"Uncle Jiu, Old Li?"
Uncle Jiu did not answer. Instead, he looked at the group of crows on the poplar tree that were reluctant to leave.
Old Chen's face turned pale, and he understood instantly. Crows eat dead flesh, and their noses are extremely sensitive. Sometimes they will come in groups, howling, before a person has even died.
He remembered that there had never been so many crows in Old Li's house before.
Judging from this, Old Li is probably in great danger!
"What is that thing?"
When Lao Chen thought of the red shoes he saw on the ground before he left, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He must not let this thing target him.
"Uncle Jiu, you must get rid of it!"
"Just a female ghost."
Uncle Jiu also looked a little unhappy. As a Taoist priest, he naturally had to protect the peace of the area. Renjia Town was his territory.
This little female ghost, who is not very powerful, dares to kill people in his uncle's territory.
snort!
You really don’t take me, Lin Jiu, seriously!
Uncle Jiu turned around and stretched out his hand towards Wencai, "Give me the things."
Wencai was still yawning. When he saw Uncle Jiu reaching out his hand, he subconsciously handed over the Russell in his hand.
Russell was still using his tongue to push the talisman on his head when he suddenly found Uncle Jiu's face appeared in front of him.
Uncle Jiu's face darkened, he gritted his teeth, and his tone was particularly terrifying, "Peach Wood Sword!"
Wencai suddenly realized what was going on, and he took the peach wood sword from behind and handed it over. Uncle Jiu snorted, held the peach wood sword in his right hand, and walked towards the wellhead.
After taking a few steps, Uncle Jiu turned around and walked back thoughtfully. He patted Russell's little head with his hand.
"Would you like to see what a female ghost looks like?"
“Does it look good?”
Russell tilted his head and asked curiously.
"good."
Uncle Jiu was indeed not lying. The female ghost was wearing a red robe and had disheveled hair, but her face was pretty. It was most likely that she had drowned.
But this is already a good-looking ghost, much better than those scary-looking ones, those with sticking tongues out, and those that are unrecognizable.
Uncle Jiu is preparing to teach Russell Taoism, and it’s time to let him see what a ghost looks like.
Russell blinked his big eyes and said in a baby voice, "Are they as pretty as my wives?"
When the paper wife was mentioned, Uncle Jiu's face darkened and he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
What a sin!
Uncle Jiu took a deep breath and said, "To see ghosts, you need Yin-Yang eyes. There are five types, some long, some short, some easy, some difficult."
"The first one is naturally the tears of a yellow cow. Take mint, licorice, morning dew, and fragments of Yin objects, mix them together, make the yellow cow cry, apply it on the eyes, and you can see ghosts for seven days."
When this was mentioned, Wencai instantly perked up. He muttered quietly, "Master, this method is unreliable. Scalpers are very expensive now. Is there any cheaper way?"
Uncle Jiu choked and was speechless for a long time. There was nothing he could do. People who practice Taoism don't care about wealth. Who would be willing to live in a charity cemetery if they are a decent person
He sighed, "There are cheap ones too. Prepare. Soak the morning dew in a mixture of Yin substances, soak the willow leaves in it, and soak until midnight. When the Yin energy is strong, it will be successful. Use the willow leaves to dip in this water and rub your eye sockets, and you can see the Yin and Yang."
Uncle Jiu had lost all interest at this point and didn't want to continue talking. He put his right fingers together and touched Russell's eyes, opening his Yin-Yang eyes.
"The fifth method is to cultivate magical power and use it to open the Yin-Yang Eyes."
Russell blinked and felt that what he saw was different. He saw a pair of red shoes in front of him, and he looked up.
Uncle Jiu had a blank expression on his face. He held a peach wood sword in his right hand and pinched the neck of a female ghost with his left hand. The female ghost stuck out her tongue and looked hopeless.