Not to mention Xie Lingya, Shi Changxuan had never heard of the Yin Soldier being able to fly a plane, which was ridiculous.
If you break it down carefully, the theory should be like this:
In the funeral ceremony, most of the ancient rich people buried real coins and utensils to enjoy after death. Commoners can only cut paper for ghost coins and paste paper houses, but it is definitely not as good as the real thing, so there are often ghosts in their dreams, telling their family stories about their bad life and burning more things down.
This paper paste can be used in the underworld, the durability is not so high, and it is consumed quickly.
Just imagine, a paper house is like this, a paper fighter jet, you just made it and burned it, can you drive it for a few minutes
Of course, it’s useless to talk about these things seriously. The fighting style of Yin soldiers is fundamentally different from that of humans. People have to fly a plane to the sky, why should Yin soldiers still use flying? As long as he is not like Qin Limin, he can only worship oil lamps if he learns some kind of magic spell to worship lamps.
A small amount of them didn't speak, they were beautiful, I thought they were scared by myself.
"You... read more books." Xie Lingya thought about it for a long time and said such a sentence, but if you read more books on Taoism, you will not believe that Yin soldiers can fly fighter jets.
Xiaoliang hummed, "I graduated from high school!"
Xie Lingya: "…"
At this time, Master Zhao had already painted the talisman, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he walked to the second floor with his sword fingers.
Mr. Zhu's room is upstairs, and Mr. Zhu hurriedly followed behind. Even though Master Zhao was a little old, Mr. Zhu really couldn't keep up.
When Ms. Zhu saw it, she also went to the market to follow.
"Are you coming to witness the miracle?" Xiao Que smiled and walked calmly.
Xie Lingya: "…"
However, staying below is also waiting. Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan went up together. He just opened his dark eyes. After going up to the second floor, the first thing he saw was not Master Zhao or Old Master Zhu, but a room of ghosts, crowded. Full to the brim.
He wanted to go in, but stopped at the door, which was too crowded.
Mr. Zhu was lying on the bed, his brows were wrinkled, and there were many ghosts on his body, and these ghosts took turns to make trouble on him.
Master Zhao didn't notice anything, he sat on the bed and held up Mr. Zhu, stuffed the talisman into his clothes, and then drew the talisman with his sword and chanted the incantation.
Both Mr. Zhu and Ms. Zhu stood by the bed and stared at the old man's face, unaware that they were among the ghosts.
After a while, Mr. Zhu opened his eyes with difficulty and moved his body.
A small amount of smug look over.
But their eyes were attracted by Master Zhao's gesture of drawing the talisman, but Xie Lingya could see clearly that when Master Zhao was supporting Old Master Zhu's back, he drew the talisman with one hand and pressed the other hand on his back and neck several times.
Mr. Zhu just fell into a coma for longer and longer, but he was not completely comatose. Xie Lingya knew that Master Zhao couldn't summon Yin soldiers at all. He felt that Master Zhao was better at understanding Chinese medicine than he knew magic, and pressed the acupuncture points of Mr. Zhu to stimulate him. wake up.
"Boss, second child..." Master Zhu shouted.
Both of them rushed up, "Dad, Dad, are you alright?"
"I think... it's very heavy." Master Zhu said, took a few breaths, and closed his eyes again.
Master Zhao calmly let go of him and said: "Master Zhu has been haunted by ghosts for too long. Although I have subdued those ghost soldiers and gave him a magic talisman, he has only woken up for a while and needs to be recuperated. Don't worry, I have It's okay."
Mr. Zhu really believed it. It's funny, the master they hired before was really capable, but he just hadn't fought and vomited blood. Because this Master Zhao didn't do anything, he was fine, and woke up Mr. Zhu for a while, making Mr. Zhu feel that he was the most powerful.
Master Zhao patted his sleeve, "I have to go to the provincial capital tomorrow to exorcise people, so I won't stay any longer."
"I will send the master!" Mr. Zhu said.
"Wait, my dad hasn't woken up yet." Ms. Zhu stopped them. She was dubious before, and her personality was relatively straight. what.
"Didn't you listen to Master Zhao, it's all right, the rest is recuperation!" Mr. Zhu shouted.
"It's okay, why didn't you wake up?" Ms. Zhu's eyebrows stood upright.
"..." Mr. Zhu was speechless by her, "You're just making trouble out of nowhere. Come on, can the person you invite make Dad feel better right away?"
"Come here!" Ms. Zhu yelled back immediately.
After roaring, she realized that she didn't seem to ask Xie Lingya, but after thinking about what Tang Qi said was so powerful, she gained a little more confidence, and coughed twice: "Teacher Xie, how about you two?"
Xie Lingya nodded, "Okay, then I'll set up an altar on this floor."
"Okay, let's take a look!" Mr. Zhu said fiercely, and then said to Master Zhao kindly, "I'm sorry, please wait a little longer, I will send a car to take Master back later."
Master Zhao is not afraid either, he thinks that the two young people are most of the same people as himself.
He is all ready here, and his talisman has moved his hands and feet. Tomorrow he will go to the provincial capital. If the old man is not well in the future, Mr. Zhu will find him. He would ask Mr. Zhu to take the talisman apart and look at it, and then say that someone broke his law, and that Mr. Zhu's family has an inner ghost.
Thinking about it, Master Zhao naturally sat down with a small amount.
"Teacher Xie, Dao-chang Shi, can you also invite that kind of soldier?" Ms. Zhu said, "It's always a tit-for-tat!"
She asked this question because a mage had said that her father was haunted by ghosts, and the other reason was that Master Zhao and the others were also invited by Yin soldiers, and she wanted to compete.
Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan were silent for a while.
Xie Lingya can't, but Shi Changxuan can. Although it's not a technique that his family is good at, and he doesn't usually support Yin soldiers, he is always familiar with it.
There are indeed a lot of ghosts in that room, and ordinary people might think that inviting a bunch of ghost soldiers to fight it sounds like a better chance of winning.
But they didn't know how to explain to Ms. Zhu that it would take a long time to ask the Yin soldiers to fight, and when they were finished, it would be much faster if they directly let Xie Lingya pick up the sword and go up for a violent crush...
Ms. Zhu said everything, so she didn't want people to see a joke, she whispered: "If there is any difficulty, I will add another hundred thousand."
Xie Lingya: "Cough, no, no problem."
He thought about it, since Ms. Zhu has a request, she will try her best to meet it.
Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan discussed next to each other, how to divide the work between the two, of course, Shi Changxuan came to set up the altar.
At this time, Shi Changxuan heard Shang Lushen say in his ear, "Please God bless the generals, and set up an altar in Lingya."
Xie Lingya looked at Shi Changxuan and hesitated, "What?"
Shi Changxuan told him in a low voice that God Shang Lu wanted him to set up an altar. This should also be the prediction of Shang Lushen, maybe Xie Lingya would be better than Shi Changxuan setting up an altar.
Xie Lingya couldn't help but say: "But I can't!"
Shi Changxuan: "..."
Xie Lingya: "…"
…
Sitting next to Master, Xiaoli kept looking at the two of them.
They laid out the bill, but did not immediately start doing it. Instead, one of them whispered something to the other, and the other made gestures while listening, and his mouth moved slightly, as if he was reciting silently.
Xiaoli couldn't help but say, "Are you learning now?"
This sentence can be regarded as asking everyone's doubts. In fact, even Ms. Zhu was a little stunned. At first, she thought she was preparing for work, but after preparing for so long, it really seemed like she was studying on the spot...
As soon as Xie Lingya heard it, he immediately retorted: "I'm not, I don't, let's discuss tactics!"
Xiaoliang said silently: "How is it possible, it takes so long to discuss tactics, you actually don't know it at all."
Xie Lingya said confidently: "Without diamonds, can we work with this porcelain? Your Yin soldiers can launch fighter jets, so can't we form troops?"
Small amount: "… "
When other people think about it, the first half of the sentence also makes sense. Although they are dawdling, but if they really do nothing, they are not afraid of being beaten out.
Xie Lingya hurriedly turned his head: "There are still a few paragraphs left, I will finish memorizing them quickly."
Shi Changxuan: "..."
Xie Lingya is ready, and invites troops to open the altar.
"One stick of true incense reaches the eight wastes, pray for Wei Ling to go to the altar!" Xie Lingya stepped on the sky, pinching the magic formula, his expression was much more serious than before.
To Xiaoqian's surprise, it seemed that his aura was not much worse than his master's.
Even Master Zhao secretly said in his heart, I didn't expect this kid to be an old man at such a young age.
He has been in this business for so many years, and he has met many colleagues. As long as he opens his mouth and sets up an altar, he can see from his gestures what this person is worth.
And looking at this young man's aura, he knew that he could scare customers, no wonder he dared to take on this job.
How could Xie Lingya know that he was compared to Master Zhao and a liar. He was reciting a long prayer, holding a magic sword in his hand, and was recruiting generals from the altar.
At this time, it was already a dark night outside. With Xie Lingya's "congratulations to Wei Ling", the temperature in the whole room dropped abruptly by several degrees. A cold air came from nowhere. The skin even got goosebumps.
This abnormality did not happen when Master Zhao was doing it just now. He was a little puzzled. What is the situation? Could this person still cooperate with him in the Zhu family
These people walk the rivers and lakes, and there are many tricks, not to mention some tricks, and the kind of craftsmanship that has been handed down from ancient times to the present, which has been deceived from generation to generation.
There are some records in "Baoyang Notes". When the ancestors of the past dynasties traveled, there were no uncommon liars, and they also figured out what methods might be.
Like asking a fairy to come down to earth, in fact, it is to use rope skills to move in the air. The black rope is invisible at night, and some shields are placed between people, such as curtains and the like. Let Xian Gu swing around, and then find various excuses to leave temporarily instead of coming down.
This is a relatively large-scale deception, which requires cooperation and arrangement. So at that time, there was also a saying in the interior that people with enough brains became masters, and those with insufficient brains went to the streets to perform juggling. The two methods are quite similar.
Of course, tricks like the fairy godmother's descent into the world are not easy to use today, and some are also broken by science, but the skills of liars will also improve with the times.
Now that the temperature drops, unlike others, Master Zhao's first thought is that there are other people in Xie Lingya's group, or they have bribed the Zhu family's employees.
Xie Lingya looked over, wanting to see how many Yin soldiers he had recruited.
At this time, a man floated in from the window, dressed in ancient clothes. After he came in, he glanced around, and when he saw Xie Lingya, he floated over.
Xie Lingya looked behind him again and said disappointedly, "You're the only one?"
Xie Lingya spoke to an open space, which was quite scary at first, but when he said "you are the only one", everyone was speechless.
What's the situation? Master Zhao still has a million Yin soldiers under his command. He just claimed to have transferred 100,000 soldiers. Wouldn't it be too simple for you to hire one
It was also the first time that Xie Lingya had recruited Yin Soldiers, but unexpectedly encountered a rare setback.
There was also a hint of embarrassment on the ghost's face, and then he surrendered to Xie Lingya, "The villain Zhang San is a warrior of the Temple of the City God of Jiyang. I have been ordered to wait for Teacher Xie's dispatch."
Xie Lingya was amused for a while, "You also know that everyone calls me Teacher Xie."
Zhang San: "..."
When Shi Changxuan heard the ghost self-reporting his identity, his eyes showed surprise, and then he coughed.
Xie Lingya came back to his senses, thinking that the key point seemed to be a bit wrong, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it turned out to be a warrior from the Temple of the City God." That one ghost was enough.
Ms. Zhu couldn't help but said, "From the City God Temple? Daoist Master Shi, did you invite civil servants from the underworld?"
Damn it, she thought to herself, it's ok, compared to the big brother, it's too good!
Xiaoliang turned back to look at his master, but Master Zhao couldn't help rolling his eyes, feeling that this kid was not too old, he was old in the world, and he was a master of the City God Temple.
As I said before, the soldiers and horses were raised by themselves, and some were borrowed from the current ones. In the current ones, they had to be borrowed from the surrounding lonely ghosts to obey orders, or borrowed from the soldiers and horses in the Yin Temple.
The city god belongs to the local officials of the underworld, and belongs to the local patron saint, corresponding to the capitals, prefectures and counties of the underworld, that is, the county magistrate and mayor of today. Just like the human world, one level up, one county and one province are in charge of city gods of all grades.
The city gods are usually held by local heroes who have died. They also have some "civil servants" in their hands, that is, the so-called gods and warriors, who can be selected from the lonely ghosts. When these ghosts have errands, they will no longer be displaced, which is also the kindness of the Lord of the City God.
But borrowing Yin Temple soldiers and horses is much more difficult than borrowing lonely ghosts. One is to have face with the City God, and the other is to have enough ability. These ghosts can enter the job, but they are one in a hundred or one in ten thousand.
And in Master Zhao's words, even a mage's play is better than borrowing ordinary soldiers and horses!
Look at this young man, the play is very good, as if there is a ghost standing in front of him.
Xie Lingya said to Zhang San, "It's like this, the master of this house, Mr. Zhu Dingfeng, was framed and condemned to haunt him. I was entrusted by the master to expel the ghost."
Zhang San immediately said clearly: "This matter is wrapped up in the villain. I immediately lock up these ghosts, take them to custody for a few days, and leave one for Teacher Xie to interrogate."
Xie Lingya is happy, as expected of being a bad guy, he really knows how to do things, "Okay."
Well, this part is a little bit, this part is a little bit short, how can you speak the vernacular when you communicate with the Yin Temple soldiers and horses, the master will believe it if you need a little classical Chinese.
Although Master Zhao has not yet figured out how the temperature was lowered, he finally found a loophole, and he sighed in his heart that young people are still young people after all.
At this time, Zhang San floated to the room, and a gust of wind was unexpectedly brought up. As a full-time employee of the City God Temple, his strength is much greater than those of those lonely ghosts.
As soon as the yin wind blew, everyone was shocked again, and the cold hair stood on end.
This is much more terrifying than a simple temperature drop, because this window is not open, where is the wind coming from
Master Zhao's face turned pale, and he was stunned on the spot.
…
Xie Lingya went to the door of the room to see, and Ms. Zhu and others quickly followed. They wanted to step into the room, but Xie Lingya didn't go in. Mr. Zhu thought that this person didn't go in before, so he asked a question because of the tone of the matter just now. Much better, "Well, teacher, why don't you go in?"
Xie Lingya: "No, it's too crowded inside."
The crowd suddenly felt a chill.
Xie Lingya saw that Zhang San was holding a token in his hand, and easily unlocked and locked the ghosts one by one. This estimate was obtained from the City God Lord, and it should be one of the benefits of the civil servants of the City God Temple.
Zhang San locked up all the ghosts, leaving only one, and held them in front of Xie Lingya, then clasped his fists and saluted, "Fortunately, I didn't lose my life."
"Thank you Lux." Xie Lingya returned to the altar and burned some Yuanbao Ming coins prepared in advance to reward Zhang San.
Zhang San showed an embarrassed smile: "How embarrassing is this, I'm acting on orders, how can I take Teacher Xie's money again."
Shi Changxuan was a little surprised for the second time. He borrowed the Yin Temple Wrestler for the first time he was recruited. Fortunately, Xie Lingya was so talented that he had to get used to it.
It is only natural to invite gods and wrestlers to come to a large-scale ceremony, such as the Mid-Yuan Festival to help manage the ghost group, and to burn paper and prepare wine as a reward.
How could Xie Lingya know so much? He burned the ground and all the preparations he had prepared.
He thought to himself, it's cheap anyway, three thousand ingots are only twenty or thirty yuan, and we don't need a hundred yuan in total here...
Zhang San shyly accepted the coin, and said, "That would be disrespectful, and I won't delay Teacher Xie's work. By the way, the master asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."
Xie Lingya smiled and froze, "Master? Who is it?"
Zhang San: "...Master, Master Chenghuang."
Xie Lingya's eyes widened, "What did he do when the old man asked me hello?"
Zhang San was also at a loss, no, if he asked him, he still wanted to know, he thought that Teacher Xie had a relationship with Lord Chenghuang, so he was very respectful, and he thought that this person was very polite. Who knew that he was coming, and asked him who the master was.
"This... I don't know either, I just follow orders." Zhang San replied cautiously. He is a little strong man, how could the master talk to him so much.
Hey, could it be that Patriarch knew that I was going to borrow troops and horses and greeted me specially? Everyone is a god, maybe the patriarch and the city god have friendship and let him take care of the younger generation in the family. After all, I should be the best junior of the patriarch.
Xie Lingya was full of doubts and reluctantly thought of an explanation, but he could only temporarily press the question, "Then go back first."
Xie Lingya sent Zhang San away. This time, a stronger wind blew in the house, and Zhang San dragged a long string of ghosts away.
As soon as they left on the front foot, there was a sound in the room on the back foot. After a few seconds, Mr. Zhu came out by himself wearing slippers!
"Dad!" Ms. Zhu and Mr. Zhu exclaimed in unison. They went up to help Mr. Zhu, but Mr. Zhu waved and said that he could. They were completely convinced.
Master Zhao sat aside, his limbs numb, his eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word.
His apprentice Xiaoliang was even more stunned, still immersed in disbelief.
…
No matter how shameless Master Zhao was, he couldn't even dare to stand up and say that Mr. Zhu woke up and had his credit. How could he dare to rob Xie Lingya? He only had one thought: to leave quickly.
Master Zhao reluctantly remained calm and said, "Congratulations, sir, since you are awake, I can leave with confidence. I have something to do tomorrow."
When Mr. Zhu just woke up, he didn't know anything, he didn't even remember the brief wake up just now, and he said blankly, "Thank you, I won't send it."
Mr. Zhu turned black, and only said two words through gritted teeth: "No."
Don't even think about taking the money. Master Zhao packed up his things and walked out. A small amount of money was still standing there. He whispered, "What are you still doing there?"
Of course, Xiao Lian couldn't stay. Intellectually, he already knew that Master Zhao was useless, but his mood was still unacceptable for a while. He followed him out, and gave Xie Lingya a pitiful look subconsciously before going out. .
Xie Lingya didn't notice, he brought up the ghost Zhang San deliberately left, and asked him where the person who did it was.
These ghosts have to gather in front of the altar to listen to the order first, so he must know where the altar is located, and he said in a hurry: "I said, I said, don't hit me."
With the explanation of his children, Mr. Zhu knew that Xie Lingya was the one who saved him, and at this time he was also angrily said: "I want to see who harmed me."
Day by day, his spirit became worse and worse, as if his body was being pressed by a boulder. Until just now, he seemed to hear the sound of chains when he was half asleep, and then he suddenly woke up.
Led by the ghost, they tracked down an apartment not far away, and Mr. Zhu violently opened the door.
The apartment is not big. After entering, you can see legal items such as bills and incense candles. There is also a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa. There is blood on the corner of his mouth and he can't move. He watched them come in. This is obviously because the Yin soldiers were all locked away and were attacked by magic.
Ms. Zhu rushed up and scratched his face: "Who asked you to harm my father—"
Xie Lingya knew that most of this was the person who did it, but that person couldn't move, and when Ms. Zhu grabbed her face, she screamed, "I'm just using money to do things, don't arrest me and tell you!"
When Ms. Zhu pressed her, the man said a name. She and Mr. Zhu looked at each other with a look of astonishment. They didn't quarrel for the first time, but warned tacitly, "You better not lie."
The middle-aged man covered his face, "I don't. He has to contact me every once in a while to ask about the situation. You can wait."
Xie Lingya listened, and most of the people who knew the mastermind behind the scenes were known to Ms. Zhu, and they might have a lot to do with it. Mr. Zhu is so rich, and it is not surprising that there are people with ulterior motives around him. Ms. Zhu's brothers and sisters are very secretive, and he will not inquire about other people's family affairs. He can only do his own work.
At this time, Shi Changxuan suddenly came over with something, and said coldly, "Is this where you got it?"
Xie Lingya took a look and saw that Shi Changxuan was holding several talismans, as if he had taken them from the bill next to him. He took a closer look, and there were some red square seals on the talismans, and the shape was very familiar.
It only took a moment for Xie Lingya to remember, isn't this the seal of Yangping's governance of the capital
Xie Lingya suddenly became alive, snatched the man's collar from Ms. Zhu's hand, and asked fiercely, "Who! Who gave it to you! Where is the man now?"
Neither he nor Shi Changxuan thought that it was this person who took the Du Gong Yin, and that someone who could steal the Du Gong Yin could be so frustrated, just invite so many lonely ghosts and be caught so easily by them
But it is certain that this person has a connection with Du Gongyin. Now, in Xie Lingya's eyes, the top of his head is like a million.
The middle-aged man said tremblingly: "A friend who met by chance gave it to me. I don't know where it is. We met in Boshan last week. He saw that I was drawing a ghost charm and said to help me print it."
He didn't know that the seal on the talisman was the seal of Yangping's governance of the capital. It seemed that he was a folk mage, otherwise he would not have known that the Taoist Association had turned upside down. Xie Lingya loosened his collar.
Bo Shan, this person is still in Queshan Province!
But last week, I don't know if it's still here... The report for one million must not be expired news. Xie Lingya was a little disappointed, and thought maybe Bo Shan could find some clues.
Shi Changxuan asked, "What does the person who takes the seal look like?"
The middle-aged man recalled: "In his 30s or 40s, he has no beard, and he always wears a hat and can't see his eyes... By the way, there is a Liu Lingtong on his hat that is the same as your clothes."
Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan thought at the same time that when they came back from Xiangyin, they encountered a man wearing a hat at a high-speed rail station with a Liu Lingtong on him. In this world, the people who raise Liu Lingtong say more or less, and say less or less. Would it be so coincidental that they met the same person
Moreover, Xie Lingya remembered that he casually glanced at that day, the car that the man got on was bound for the provincial capital. Soon after, the Du Gong Seal of the Provincial Museum was stolen.
When the two were in deep thought, Shang Lu Shen was furious: "Where is the same? Where is the same! One willow and one Shanglu, and how can it be cute?!"
The author has something to say: Shang Lushen: I'm so angry, I'm so angry at the straight man's eyes!