What should you do if you are spotted by a bear
Maybe someone will tell you to lie on the ground and play dead.
What should you do if you are targeted by a tiger
Maybe someone will tell you to climb a tree.
Although neither of these two methods is reliable, they are coping methods after all.
But if you are being targeted by a ghost, will anyone give you a solution
Should I pee upside down on the spot or just live in the Taoist temple, or put my red shorts over my head
Russell encountered such a thing today. It was broad daylight and he was doing nothing but drinking tea leisurely when suddenly a ghostly old man appeared in front of him.
The eyes were fixed on him, making Russell roll his eyes.
I just want to have a cup of tea. I'm in a good mood so I don't want to send you to hell. How can you still be out of breath
Russell knocked on the table, and a ray of faint white electric light flashed across the table, instantly shaking the old ghost all over.
"What's the matter?"
After being shocked just now, the ghost old man looked at Russell with a look of fear. He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to ask you to do a favor."
Let me do something
Russell almost laughed. He was a disciple of Maoshan and the successor of Uncle Jiu. How could a little kid like you ask me to do something for you
Do you really think I'm your uncle
"Just sit still and live a little longer while I'm in a good mood. Don't worry, I'll save you in a moment."
Russell rubbed his fingers together, and bright white electric light crackled. He showed his small white teeth, "Physical salvation, absolutely no pain."
"I'll give you the money."
One day when he was paying, Russell's finger rubbing movement paused for a moment, but he soon came to his senses.
His family owns a mine, what does he need the money for
"Humph, you are so brave! Do you think I will bow down for such trivial money?"
"I heard that Taoist priests like peach wood. I know there is a place with peach wood, and it has been struck by lightning for many years. My grandfather's great-grandfather was there when he was a child."
Peach wood, and it is peach wood that has been struck by thunder from the sky.
Russell's eyes suddenly lit up. You know, there are so many trees in the world, nearly hundreds of millions, billions, and tens of billions, but only a few hundred or a thousand were struck by lightning.
And it happens to be peach wood, the probability is too rare!
"this… "
Upon hearing such rare conditions, Russell, who had always been "upright", "honest and kind", hesitated.
He felt that the old man was a bit pitiful. As a successor of socialism who respected the elderly and loved the young, he should of course sympathize with the old man!
"What do you want me to help you with?"
Russell controlled his facial expression, trying not to look like a bumpkin who had never seen a peach wood sword struck by lightning.
Well, he certainly hadn't.
"We've already agreed that I can't do anything that's too complicated or too inhumane."
Russell shook his shoulders and said, "Don't use my body to visit brothels."
Don't ask him why he has such perverted thoughts. This is just his experience of living with ghosts for a long time.
Ghosts have all kinds of requests. Some want to see their family, some want to eat again, some want to drink, and some...
I want to visit a brothel.
Want to fuck my wife...
Uh... Anyway, it's outrageous!
The ghost old man shook his head, as if he remembered something, and looked behind Russell with extremely resentful eyes.
There, He Dazhu was talking loudly, with a sad look on his face from time to time, as if he was commemorating his dead father.
"I want to kill his whole family!"
"Oh my God." Russell raised his eyebrows, looked back at He Dazhu, and said playfully, "You are so cruel, isn't this your biological child?"
"yes!"
"Fuck, old man, you are too cruel."
Before Russell could ask for details, he saw that the old man had a sad face, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
At this time, people at the back table began to praise He Dazhui.
"Dazhu! It's not easy for you to be the head of the family. You have to take care of everything at home and outside by yourself. It's tiring enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, Russell saw the ghost old man spit at him, "Sun Ergou, bullshit, the two of them have been eating and drinking at my expense for more than forty years, more than forty years!"
"That's right!" Another person echoed, "It's all thanks to Dazhu's virtuous wife."
Before he could finish his words, the ghostly old man in front of him became furious, shaking all over.
"Poisonous woman, poisonous woman!"
"Dazhu, you are lucky. Your father just fell ill and passed away. If he was like other families, lying in bed for ten years, your family would have collapsed."
The man whispered, "These days, which family doesn't have a sick person?"
Many people who are unlucky have suffered a stroke and become bedridden.
The filial son and daughter can be best identified by the long-term bedside of the patient. One, two, three, or ten years can be accepted, but if the time is too long, everyone will complain, which is understandable.
He Dazhui's father was really a sensible man. He enjoyed a peaceful life in the first half of his life. He just fell ill and was bedridden. He was like a sensible man. He passed away on his own without anyone urging him or complaining about him.
When this was mentioned, He Dazhu's expression became a little strange. His face was stiff and he lowered his head in panic, really afraid that others would notice it.
He took two more sips, wrote down someone's address, and hurried out of the teahouse, making an excuse that he had an emergency at home.
The address of the man he wrote down was none other than a famous Taoist priest who was good at exorcising ghosts in the city.
Although He Dazhu had heard of his name, he didn't know his home address. He felt cold in his heart and back these two days. In addition, his father's seventh day of death had not yet passed, so he was very anxious.
So he wanted to find that Taoist priest, that master, to get rid of the "evil ghost" in his house.
"Did he kill you?"
Waiting for He Dazhu to walk away, Russell looked at the silent old man thoughtfully and spoke slowly.
When the old man fell ill, the son and daughter-in-law who had raised him all their lives did not take care of him. Instead, they were afraid that they would become a burden and ended up killing him.
this…
No wonder there is resentment.
There was something strange in Russell's eyes. He just felt that this old man seemed to have less resentment.
The ghostly old man sat there in a daze, and the resentment in his body was visibly reduced.
He seemed to be hesitant. After all, that was the son he raised, his own flesh and blood!
Russell, on the other hand, found it difficult to understand this kind of feeling. Perhaps it was because he was not yet of that age and had not had this experience.
He didn't try to persuade her, but just drank his tea quietly. The waiter next to him came over and ordered another portion of pastry.
He also raised the towel on his shoulder and gently wiped the table to remove the tea stains on it.
It was just a simple action, but it made the old man opposite look hideous and his resentment doubled.
"I want them dead!"
"I want them dead!"
Russell crossed his hands and tapped his fingers lightly, "I am a good Taoist priest, how can I kill people?"
The old man was immediately disappointed.
"But I can let you take revenge yourself!"
It's just the resurrection of the dead! (The next chapter will be reviewed, it depends on your luck.)