Early in the morning, Tuanjie happily held up his mobile phone to announce the good news to his master, Taicang Zong is on the We Media News!
The kidnapping of children in the urban area is not very good, so the local media news just mentioned it in passing, and its influence is limited. We-media news is different. There are many online audiences, and they are all over the world. The means of communication are not at the same level.
Wei Xi took over his mobile phone, but he didn't quite understand it. He only knew that the news quoted below seemed to be a video shot by the onlookers who were present that day. The person who recorded the video explained the story in a few words.
Different from the traditional conservative media's emphasis on praising acts of righteousness and courage, the netizens below this news have a lot of brains, and their focus is almost entirely on other aspects—
[I'm going, kidnapping in broad daylight is too rampant! real or fake?]
[It must be true, I saw it on the local news a few days ago, but the host didn't say how these people knew the escape route of the kidnappers, but it was too mysterious for the on-site photographer to mention fortune-telling. Yes, why do I think it must have happened by chance?]
[To be reasonable, I think the video is still credible. You can open the map to see it. The first scene of the crime and the scene of the kidnapper's car accident are several corners wrong. The location of Dongping Road is remote, and the kidnappers have also changed cars. Unless the person concerned has been following him, how can he see so clearly? Even the van doesn't have a number plate.]
[emmmm everyone, wait a minute, the name of the company Taicangzong seems to be a bit familiar... ]
[I also remembered when I went, is it the company that sold weight loss spells before?]
[That's right, you can take a look at their company's business scope, it's already fat intestines and funny. I read the news about their Taobao store opening on the homepage of Hong Kong Zhenme before. I opened it to see the next group of people called Master. I thought it was a new Internet celebrity who collected fans’ IQ tax, but it turns out that this is not really that unscientific, right? ?]
[Depend on! ! I need to get my name right! I don't know if they can tell fortunes, but the weight loss charms sold in the store are really easy to use! The last time I joined the fun and grabbed one, I thought it was a joke, but now I have been going to the gym for nearly a month!]
This comment was followed by a large group of netizens seeking the truth. Unity saw the feedback from customers and quickly forwarded it to the homepage of its official blog. Sure enough, many fans in the comment also knew about the news. I don't know when it started, but the joking situation in the comment area has quietly changed, and some small fans of Master have finally realized that this is not nonsense, and there really is a sect like Taicang Sect in the world.
As soon as the new blog was posted, a large amount of screen-like information appeared immediately below.
Wei Xi didn't care, but looked up at the second apprentice who was going downstairs. He found that the second apprentice's face seemed to be a little haggard.
Wei Xi frowned: "Lu Que, does Xiantong work? Is the wound still hurting?"
Shuozong sniffed the smell of incense wafting in from the open door, and vaguely saw that Mrs. Wang, who had lost the key to the mailbox, had a lot of incense on her head. She didn't know how to explain the unknown attack she encountered.
He shook his head: "It's much better."
At this time, Tuanyiyi, who was holding a mobile phone, raised his head and asked Weixi: "Master, some fans asked us about the allusions to the Taoist Immortal Venerable enshrined in our sect, please tell me quickly."
Why hasn't this been over yet. Shuo Zongzheng was speechless, and he heard Wei Xi answer: "You ask me, how do I know."
Shuozong: "..." So I know that too
Tuanjie did not expect to get such an answer, and a big question mark appeared in his eyes. Seeing that he couldn't get an answer from his master, he could only turn his eyes for help to the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable junior brother in his sect. .
Shuozong glanced at Wei Xi, who was leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone nonchalantly. After a while, he could only say to him: "The allusions of various gods are almost the same, you can just write some."
Unity: "...Yes, is that so?"
He always felt that there was something wrong with this answer, but after thinking about the fairy tales he knew, it seemed that there was some truth to it. To become an immortal is not all about accumulating virtue and doing good deeds and then soaring with great fortune.
"Forget it." Since the younger brother said so, he also had the confidence, and his fingers fluttered and slapped a series of touching allusions.
It's all made up.
But the netizens were really stunned. There were many voices in the comment area that praised Dao Xianzun really well, and some local netizens who were more superstitious after learning that Taicang Zong could offer incense, proposed to come. Bye bye.
New believers! This is a big step in the history of our own sect!
When Wei Xi learned about this, he was so happy that he ate more watermelon.
***
When he is in a good mood, he is interested in managing the business. Uncle Shen took the initiative to apply to him, hoping that the company can provide some reward systems for outstanding employees in the sect. For example, the old ladies who relied on the foot-binding cloth to turn the tide in the kidnapping incident were not included in Taicang Zong. Under his command, he should also give some encouragement appropriately.
"It can be an honorary certificate or a certain amount of bonus. The cost is not too high, but I think it will be very helpful to the morale of our company." Uncle Shen now manages hundreds of new employees and works as an intern every day. The students were busy with training, and finally said goodbye to the wretched temperament of the illegal black intermediary, and looked like a confident middle-level leader.
He fluttered his long hair, and still didn't forget to hand Wei Xi his newly-made proposal: "Besides, the headmaster, it's a pity that there are so many aborigines in the Gangyue Building, idling around in the mass graves and waiting to die. Although they are old, their enthusiasm for work is not small at all. After seeing the hardware facilities of our staff dormitory, many of them have shown their intention to improve their lives. Although these seniors are not physically strong, they are all gone. For dozens or hundreds of years, the experience is much richer than our interns. I think the idea of 'gold medal mediation' proposed by the troupe last time is very good. The Liandu Temple often receives ritual events about encountering ghosts and ghosts, which shows that there are not many contradictions between people and ghosts in contemporary times.”
Wei Xi nodded, seemingly understanding but not understanding: "So what?"
"It's a harmonious society now, sect master!" Uncle Shen was heartbroken, "Isn't Yangjian very particular about this? We ghosts are not unreasonable. If there is a middleman with high morals and respect to help resolve conflicts, maybe it will not develop. It's time to meet each other! Old men and old ladies are the best at doing this, you can read "Uncle Qiantang Lao Niang" for the specific operation method."
Wei Xi: "???"
His two disciples: "..."
Wei Xi looked at the several issues of "Uncle Qiantang" that it recommended, and felt that he was persuaded. According to Uncle Shen, isn't this also a way of doing things? Although his own sect now has two businesses: haunted houses and detective offices, but if you really want to grow your foothold, the main business of exorcism cannot be left behind. However, the Taicang Sect was not a lotus center with dozens of Taoist priests at every turn. The only people who were really proficient in this Taoism were himself and his second apprentice. After all, there were too few people.
Therefore, the decision was made immediately, and the certificates of three good employees were awarded to the old ladies and ghosts who bravely unwrapped the foot-binding cloth that day.
To this end, an awards ceremony was specially held in the unfinished building.
The certificate of award was made by Unity and Righteousness. The red velvet cloth was wrapped in cardboard, and it looked very formal. How could a few old ladies think that their kindness would be rewarded like this? Being invited to the podium with the burnt certificates and bonuses showed a shyness that had not been revealed in hundreds of years.
One of them was very moved when delivering the award acceptance speech: "Can the ashes of the award be buried in the southwest corner of the construction site? The old body's bones are buried under the concrete foundation. I wish to accompany this award from time to time."
The Taicang Zong interns applauded her unchanging heart for a hundred years.
***
A few days later, Kuang Zhiming contacted Weixi again to inform Weixi that the resumption date of Gangyue Building had been set. Bo Hao meant that he would invite the two priests who had done the previous practice to come forward again to participate in a ceremony, which of course. is paid.
After Wei Xi quickly agreed, he also rarely cared: "Daoyou Kuang recently received a similar ritual of house ghosts?"
Because of the fact that the believers were intercepted, the worshippers in Kuang Zhiming's temple have been very angry recently, which made Kuang Zhiming very vigilant when he heard Weixi's problems. But having said that, the few religious services he received recently were indeed quite a headache, so after hesitating for a moment, thinking of Weixi's fighting power, he still wanted to ask for a helper: "There are so many cases... There is a believer who recently He built a new villa in the suburbs for the purpose of getting married. He chose the wrong location. When digging the underground garage, three old coffins were dug up, which may have disturbed the deceased. Since then, strange things have been happening at home. I set off to deal with it, and also called the other two fellow Daoists from the association, Dao friend Wei, would you like to come and see?"
It is not uncommon in folklore to find a coffin dug out of the ground and then encounter revenge, but this kind of thing, as I said before, is very difficult for people in Xuanmen to deal with after receiving it. People's coffins are lying on the ground and you dig them out to disturb them. If you don't care about them, they are good-natured. What's more, the undead in the three coffins haven't done any evil and hurt people, but they are just harassing the head of the household day and night. As a Taoist priest, Kuang Zhiming does the job of eliminating demons and defending Taoism. He can't ignore the frightening of human beings, but he really wants to set off to dispel the culprit, but he has an insurmountable guilt in his mind.
Who knew that Wei Xi heard his distress, but he didn't show any empathy at all, and even put out a sales pitch: "Since it's not a ghost, I don't have to go there. However, Chief Daoist, I have a good suggestion. Provided for you."
Kuang Zhiming: "... how do you say?"
***
hours later.
In the outskirts of the capital, in an unfinished villa somewhere, at a simple square table, three old lady ghosts were sitting opposite the ghosts of the three coffins excavated here, fighting each other.
"Why!" One of the coffins slapped the table, and the resentment was so intense that it was almost concrete, "This is the ancestral tomb of our Fang family! Our Fang family has been buried here for generations! It was he who offended us first, by virtue of What are we going to give in!"
This ghost has a ferocious face, a tall stature, and an imposing manner, which made many Taoists present very vigilant, but the three old ladies on the opposite side were not afraid at all, and they surrounded it in a circle, chanting together—
"Sit down and sit down, why are you so angry! How could such a tall young man yell at an old man like me?"
"Why are you so tough? They didn't do it on purpose, it's just what it means, why are you still holding on to it?"
"Young man, Auntie is going to talk a lot about you now. You don't even look at what era it is now. Where is the ancestral tomb? It's been nationalized long ago."
"The times are developing, we must have a sense of social responsibility, be tolerant, and be tolerant?"
"Come, come, don't go to the horns, let's do something good, just treat it as a way to accumulate virtue for the younger generation, will the family and everything be happy?"
The ghost was besieged in circles, and the vicious face collapsed a little overwhelmed. The old ladies had already pulled it down and talked about other conditions.
The stalemate between the two parties soon progressed to the point of discussing which cemetery would have a better geomantic environment. Although one of the parties was still a little reluctant, the topic continued to flourish.
Not far, the corner of the villa.
The magic weapon that Kuang Zhiming brought was placed in the bag as it was, and the bag was silently placed at his feet without touching it.
The several fellow daoists from the association who came together had their own strange expressions, and sat together in the corner of the house. If it weren't for the rough and unfinished blanks around them, they would look like they were doing nothing but coming to a picnic for coffee. .
Humans fell into a long and embarrassing silence. After a long, long time, the Taoist priest of another well-known local Taoist temple, the Harvest Year Temple, could not stand it anymore and tore off the eye-opening amulet beside his temple, hesitantly looked at Kuang Zhiming: "Kang Taoist friend, this The situation... is it out of our hands?"
Kuang Zhiming looked at the front with dull eyes: "...It should be."
Everyone stared at each other for a moment, speechless.
This should be the easiest dojo they have done since they started their careers.