Xie Lingya stuffed his student ID card back, ignoring the shouting to see He Zun inside. He had asked for leave before, but he didn't hand in his student card, it just happened to be in this pocket.
He Zun was a little tangled. Although Teacher Xie looked very young, he never imagined that he was still a student... This is the pinnacle of being hidden in the city!
He Zun said: "I can't see Mr. Xie, you have gone to school, do you still have time to learn art after finishing your homework..."
Xie Lingya said in a black line: "I'm still preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. It's not scary."
He Zun: "..."
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After He Zun rang the doorbell, a middle-aged beautiful woman came to open the door, and He Zun called her aunt.
Aunt He turned sideways to let them in, and looked at Xie Lingya with a little doubt on her face, as if she didn't expect the people He Zun brought to be so young. And she looks very good, if she is an actor, she will believe it.
She is also an atheist, because the nightmare is now dubious, and there is still the idea of whether it is a trick of a charlatan.
He Zun introduced: "This is Teacher Xie who holds Yangguan!"
Aunt He said politely, "Long Yang."
In fact, everyone knows that she may have never heard of Baoyang Temple. Baoyang Temple is too small and deserted. Even in a prosperous area, no one knows about it.
He Zun saw that there was no one else in the room, and asked, "Where's my uncle?"
"I took a call and went out, wait." Aunt He asked them to sit down, poured tea, and sent a text message to her husband.
Seeing the suspicion in Auntie's expression, He Zun wanted to prove that the person he invited was indeed an expert, so he quickly created an opportunity: "Teacher Xie, my Auntie said that she thinks it's dark in the daytime, do you have any immediate effect? Methods?"
Aunt He chuckled, faintly looking forward to it.
Xie Lingya is as good as he is, holding the Lingguan tactic in his hand, but just as he raised his middle finger, Aunt He's expression changed, "You..."
I will do this question!
When He Zun saw it, he immediately replied: "Let me tell you! Although it looks very similar, this is actually a Taoist spiritual art, and it has the function of exorcising evil and avoiding evil!"
Aunt He: "..."
Xie Lingya saw that Aunt He was still half-believing, and in his heart, he thought of the great master, you need to give some strength, so he simply squeezed the Lingguan formula with his left hand, thanked Wang Lingguan, and shook Aunt He's wrist with his right hand.
Although Xie Lingya had never been in this line of work, he knew that he could not make the master think that he was a liar.
Aunt He only felt that as soon as Xie Lingya held her wrist, the faint cool breath that lingered on her body immediately pulled away from her body, and the feeling of inexplicable tiredness for the past few days also disappeared, as if being illuminated by the warm sun.
"This..." Aunt He looked surprised, even a little frightened, because it happened right under her nose, and you could see that Xie Lingya simply shook her wrist.
Could this be explained by science? Did she miss something
Aunt He hadn't figured it out yet, when there was a sound from the door.
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"President Wang, please, Daochang Shi." A middle-aged man's voice sounded.
He Zun immediately turned around, "Uncle?"
There were also two men who came in with Uncle He. One was a thin and elegant middle-aged man, and the other was a handsome young man. On closer inspection, it turned out to be Shi Changxuan, a Taoist priest in red that Xie Lingya had seen in Taihe. .
Shi Changxuan didn't wear a Taoist robe today, and was carrying a bag, because there was a little more firework in this outfit - but when he raised his eyes, Qing Lingling's eyes swept around the room, and he was even more indifferent. .
His eyes fell on Xie Lingya, and he took two seconds to move away.
Xie Lingya was surprised and delighted. He was surprised that he had found another Taoist priest. He was delighted that this Taoist priest was Shi Changxuan, his number one candidate for observation.
Uncle He looked a little embarrassed and explained: "This is my friend President Wang. Hearing about my affairs here, I specially invited Daochang Shi from the provincial capital to come... I was negligent and didn't have a good time to communicate."
He Zun's face suddenly looked ugly.
The President Wang looked at Xie Lingya and said with a smile, "This is President He's nephew and his friend, why are you both young and handsome in this industry these days. But don't bother the two masters, Daochang Shi is on the right track. Young Junyan, I originally wanted to go to Taiheguan to invite Chen Guanzhu, but I was fortunate to meet Daochang Shi. This time I was able to invite him because he came to participate in the rain prayer ceremony hosted by Taiheguan, otherwise I would not have such a good opportunity. You see, it started raining two days ago."
With a proud look on his face, Mr. Wang praised Shi Changxuan, and was proud of himself to be able to invite him.
Uncle He was very embarrassed. Although President Wang had a good intention, he brought people directly on his own initiative, which caught him off guard. He usually relies on President Wang in business, so he is embarrassed to say anything.
Aunt He was also a little stunned. One was Teacher Xie, who just touched her hand and refreshed her, and the other was said to have been begging for the rain of the previous two days... The former is okay to say, the latter is not too exaggerated. ?
He Zun said unhappily: "Then there should be a first come, first come!"
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more embarrassing.
Xie Lingya really wanted to make this money, but after seeing Shi Changxuan, he wanted to get to know him even more, so he said with a good attitude: "Everyone is here, then let's take a look together, Daochang Shi doesn't mind. Bar?"
Hearing in the ears of President Wang and the others, this is not the meaning of competition according to their abilities, and he couldn't help but look at Daochang Shi.
Shi Changxuan said lightly, "Whatever."
At this point, of course, both of them stayed.
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Everyone was seated in the living room, and Uncle He recounted his experience from the beginning, "We moved here for about two months. In fact, once we moved in, it felt a little shady, but since it is backed by the mountains, it feels quite cool. But from the top Since the beginning of the week, our family of five has had nightmares every day.
"This dream is not regular, it's all about the past, but it's so real that I can't wake up. When I woke up in the morning, I felt very tight in my chest, and I was sweating all over. We found a property and did some work. The physical examination, including the investigation and testing of the surrounding environment, seems to be all right.
"My parents are old. I have asked them to stay in a hotel these days. My son is at school and won't come back on weekends. Alas, I originally planned to change rooms, but I heard that maybe it can be solved. That's why I invite everyone … just to see from another angle, what’s wrong with us here?”
President Wang usually believes in Feng Shui, and immediately said: "Master Shi, could it be a Feng Shui problem? Look at the mountains behind them, and the mountains are overcast."
Xie Lingya subconsciously thought in his heart, it's impossible, but he doesn't know much, so he doesn't have full confidence to speak.
At this time, Shi Changxuan also said what Xie Lingya was thinking: "No."
Everyone, including Xie Lingya, stared at him, but he didn't mean to explain.
President Wang asked embarrassingly, "Shi Daochang, can you tell me why?"
Shi Changxuan frowned, and he suddenly had the urge to reflect on why his homework was so poor. He said, "Although this place relies on Shanyin, the mountain shape is suitable, and the three peaks gather like a lotus. There is a square pond on the opposite side, and the water flows out. Sloping and flowing, it is like a rolling shutter. Although it is easy to destroy the family wealth, it is not so…”
"What?? What family wealth?" Uncle He hurriedly interrupted him.
Shi Changxuan glanced at him: "Broken up. But Mr. He's family has nightmares, it should be... "
Uncle He seized on the key point: "Why did the family lose their wealth here???"
Shi Changxuan was interrupted twice, and he was silent for a while before saying, "Change the situation, just fill the pool."
Uncle He was relieved, "Oh, good!"
Seeing his fuss, Mr. Wang also smiled and said, "You can change this trivial matter as Daochang Shi said."
Uncle He smiled dryly, brought tea to drink and calmed down.
Shi Changxuan's tone didn't fluctuate, as if it didn't matter, "The nightmare should be because there are flying corpses in your house."
Uncle He spat out a sip of tea, "Pfft! Fly, flying corpse?!"
Aunt He was not so sure about what happened to Xie Lingya just now, but she also said with a white face: "It sounds scary, does it mean... We have buried people under this room? We have nightmares at night, are there corpses in there? Fly in the house?"
Imagination is so rich. Xie Lingya couldn't help but glanced at Aunt He and said, "Flying corpse is one of the taboo ghosts in the house, there are seven in total, Fei corpse, Tu Gong, Jiu Mei, Bei Jun, etc., they are not flying corpses, You are too terrifying."
In addition to reading the notes these days, he has also read some ancient books in the Taoist temple, which are recorded. Flying corpses are fierce, referring to the situation where there are ghosts in the house.
Uncle He said with a white face: "Teacher Xie, that guest ghost may not be scary anymore?"
Xie Lingya: "…"
How should I put it, compared to what grievances do, it's normal.
Uncle He touched his face and said, "Shi Daochang, Teacher Xie, why do I feel that the more I understand, the more scared I get? It turns out that it's better to just have a nightmare. It's a mess of money and a haunt, it's too scary, can I just move house? ? I always feel like there is a shadow!"
"At this time, ordinary people don't want to do anything about the house, and moving can be ruined." Shi Changxuan glanced at Uncle He, "But, half a month ago, did you make a small windfall?"
Uncle He suddenly lost his voice: "How did you know?"
He Zun was also stunned, he didn't even know it happened.
"Eh, yes, just now I thought that there are usually twelve main gods such as the green dragon and the white tiger in the house. The dragon and tiger are fierce. If nothing happens, it is impossible for the flying corpse to do evil inexplicably." Xie Lingya said.
A similar situation happened at his former high school classmate's home because the house's feng shui was not good, and accidents happened over time. The ghosts committed murders. In the short term, it is a nightmare like Uncle He did. If it is not solved in the long run, it will become more and more serious.
There must be a reason for things to happen. According to Shi Changxuan, the windfall that Uncle He Zun made half a month ago was the reason.
Even Aunt He didn't know about this, and looked at Uncle He strangely, "What windfall?"
Uncle He was a little embarrassed and said: "I had dinner with my client, Mr. Fang from Tongxing, two weeks ago. When we came back, Mr. Fang found a bag of money by the road, and there must be hundreds of thousands in it. He smoked it at the time. Give me 20,000, and I will use it. This... Isn't it so serious to collect money? I drank too much that day, and if I found it myself, I would definitely send it to the police station, really. Hundreds of thousands , I can't do it!"
Shi Changxuan was silent for a moment, then frowned, "This is not a windfall, but a life-saving money."
Uncle He's face stiffened, "What do you mean?"
"Wait, Mr. Fang of Tongxing?" Mr. Wang suddenly looked strange next to him, "Is that the miser from Fang Zhenxing? I heard two days ago that his business was transferred to others, and he seemed to be sick."
As soon as these words came out, the room fell silent.
Uncle He felt goosebumps all over his body, but he had a cold war during the day.
Although it is said that people cannot get rich without windfall, but if you want to spend windfall, you must take risks, come in vertically, and go out horizontally. Horizontally also means death. Who knows whether the windfall of windfall will turn into a windfall of death.
Xie Lingya had heard such a thing from his uncle before. It is said that in the 1980s, a farmer in the countryside picked up five yuan and spent it happily.
At that time, I asked Wang Yuji to help. Wang Yuji said that the money was cursed and it was thrown on the ground on purpose. Anyone who greedily picked up the flowers, no matter how much they spent, would be out of luck.
This is actually a transfer. Maybe the original owner was sick, and through money and curses, it was transferred to the person who picked up the money. This person spent the money, just like a signal.
This kind of evil curse appeared more often in the countryside decades ago, and it was okay to break the curse, but breaking the curse was equivalent to fighting against the person who cast the curse, and if you couldn’t fight it, you might die.
Wang Yuji never charged people for this kind of help. According to the custom, the recipients would come to the house to congratulate them on three festivals, and Xie Lingya could still see some when he was a child. But as time goes by, people gradually stop coming, and after accepting kindness, I miss the most in the first few years. Later, as the information developed, fewer and fewer people came to the poor Taoist priest Wang Yuji for help.
Aunt He also knew Fang Zhenxing, but at this time it was impossible to believe it. Fang Zhenxing couldn't help them. "Then what should we do now? Let's pay back the money?"
No one knows the curse under which the money is lost, how to pay back the money. Shi Changxuan said: "The money is mainly spent by Fang Zhenxing. You haven't used up the money, so it's just that the fortune has dropped greatly, and it's just attracting the ghosts. It's enough to drive the ghosts away and welcome the house gods back. In addition, the remaining Leave the money to me."
"That's right, it's not over." Uncle He couldn't be more convinced, and immediately ran upstairs to look for money. When he came down again, he held a stack of money in his hand, and Xie Lingya knew that it was about 8,000 yuan at a glance.
Shi Changxuan glanced at them and was silent for a while, then took out a piece of yellow paper and packed the money.
Uncle He saw that he was wrapping money in yellow paper without touching his hands directly, and immediately wiped his hands nervously with the paper. Aunt He whispered beside him, "What's the use of wiping now!"
Uncle He smiled and said respectfully, "Shi Daochang, what should we do now?"
"You need to choose the time according to Cong Chen's method. You write me the birth date of the hostess and the hostess." After reading the eight characters, Shi Changxuan figured out that it can be done at ten o'clock tonight.
"Okay, then you stay for dinner." Uncle He said, and looked at Xie Lingya again, a little unsure whether to keep him or not. It stands to reason that it is the last step. Is it not good to do their business and watch on the sidelines
But Xie Lingya didn't take the initiative to say go, Shi Changxuan didn't speak, and of course he didn't say anything.
Xie Lingya just wanted to chat with Shi Changxuan, and he always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but he didn't think of it for a while.
It's a pity that Xie Lingya didn't have the chance to be alone with Shi Changxuan until after dinner. Uncle He and his wife didn't dare to leave Shi Changxuan's side after the sun went down. Just like Uncle He said, it's okay to just have nightmares before and not know what's going on, but if you know what's going on, you're too scared.
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At ten o'clock in the evening, President Wang had already left regretfully because of something, and He Zun was still there.
From nine o'clock onwards, Shi Changxuan began to prepare the talisman.
Here I want to say that there is a Taoist priest who lives in the Taoist gate. He can live at home to cultivate Taoism, and he can also eat meat and marry a wife.
There are different schools of Taoism, some are good at Fulu, some are good at Dan Ding, Zhengyi is the representative school in Fulu School, Fulu exorcising ghosts and so on are all of this sect.
"What talisman does Daochang Shi draw? I'll help you." Xie Lingya said this. Maybe Uncle He thought he wanted to join in and share money, but he actually wanted to show Shi Changxuan their ability to hold Yangguan. .
Shi Changxuan looked at Xie Lingya for a while, but actually handed the pen to Xie Lingya, "Qiyuan Town House Talisman."
I will do this. Xie Lingya was overjoyed and took the pen happily. However, after trying his posture, he felt that it was not very convenient to draw on the table arranged by Shi Changxuan, so he simply sat on the ground and painted on the coffee table.
In fact, he really wanted to play "Little Leaping Frog".
Uncle He and his wife are laymen, so they don't feel wrong at all.
Shi Changxuan's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, looking at Xie Lingya a little bit at a loss for words.
Xie Lingya didn't know how much he needed, and he didn't want to show his timidity in front of others, so he drew ten sets of five pictures at once.
However, Shi Changxuan didn't stop, he thought to himself, he didn't mention in the notes that any kind of town house ritual requires so many talismans, and ten sets were not enough, so he simply stopped and said, "I'm going to the toilet, you paint. ?"
Shi Changxuan glanced at him, "No, one group is enough."
Xie Lingya: "..."
Xie Lingya comforted himself in his heart, just to show you how lasting we hold Yangguan!
Shi Changxuan took out the magic weapon from his bag and put on the Taoist robe.
Xie Lingya saw that he couldn't lose. Although he didn't have a Taoist robe, but he had a magic weapon, he opened the box he brought, took out the Three Treasures Sword, and inadvertently shook it in front of Shi Changxuan's eyes.
Shi Changxuan stood before the altar and chanted a mantra.
He Zun held the venue and asked, "Teacher Xie, this wooden sword is very old, how can I use it?"
"This is called the Three Treasures Sword," Xie Lingya said. "It's a magic weapon left by the previous Guanjuan of Baoyang Temple. The Three Treasures are the three-stroke swordsmanship. The first sword is the Ci Jian..."
At this time, a gust of gloomy wind blew in the house, the incense candles lit by Shi Changxuan began to shake, and the lights flickered suddenly.
In such a situation, Uncle He and his wife hugged each other tightly, pinching the talisman that Shi Changxuan gave them.
Shi Changxuan swept away coldly, sprinkled a handful of rice from the corner of the room into the middle of the living room, and sprinkled it all the way to the door.
Ghosts are invisible and must be observed with the help of external objects.
Shi Changxuan squeezed the sword with one hand and pressed the door with the other, ready to drive the ghost out.
If an expert sees it, they will tell that his every move is enough for teaching, just walking around in a leisurely court, but if he looks carefully, he does not take a step or use a single effort.
It was this composure that comforted He Zun to a certain extent. He reassured himself that it was all right, and seeing that Xie Lingya was looking at him very calmly, he arrogantly asked, "Continue talking, Ci, Ci Jian, and then? What?"
The yellow talisman was blown, and as the lights flickered on and off, it seemed that something was approaching in the dark, the gloomy wind was blowing, and the grains of rice on the ground were rolling slightly.
Xie Lingya stared at the rice on the ground, and said slowly: "The sword of kindness is like water, kindness is the kindness of kindness..."
The rice on the ground in the middle of the living room suddenly jumped, but the direction of falling was not towards the door, but in the direction of the onlookers.
A sneak attack? Xie Lingya quickly pulled He Zun away.
Before He Zun could be afraid, he saw Teacher Xie turn around with his sword in both hands and slashed viciously, scolding: "Damn, eat my kind sword!"
He Zun: "..."
The wooden sword stopped three-thirds of the way on the ground. It was clearly a wooden sword, but it had an unstoppable aura. It shook the grain of rice several inches away. It was miserable, and it made everyone shiver.
But it was only for a moment. If there was a whistling sound that disappeared, the lights that were on and off suddenly brightened, and the candlelight that had been suppressed to a very low level suddenly jumped up.
…
Shi Changxuan looked at Xie Lingya a lot more this time, and put his hand down from the door with a blank expression...
What kind of guest ghost is also one by one, the guest died at home.