Although Shi Changxuan was talking about himself, Xie Lingya actually agreed in his heart after hearing it. He didn't expect Shi Changxuan to be influenced by him. Xie Lingya bowed his head and avoided Shi Changxuan's hand, then said, "Then let me teach you another lesson. It's a bad touch for a male head and a female waist."
Shi Changxuan just acted according to his mood, at this time he took back his hand without caring, "Okay."
The World Peace Law Conference to be held by the Provincial Highway Association is still in the late ten days, but there is a long holiday in the early ten days. Xie Lingya asked him if he would return to the provincial capital.
However, Shi Changxuan said that he and his parents had already talked about it, because he worshipped Wang Yuji as his husband, and there were many people on vacation. He helped in Baoyang Temple. His parents agreed and agreed.
"Okay." Xie Lingya asked the other people again, and basically they didn't need to ask for leave. Holidays were their busiest time, and they were different from ordinary people. They were mentally prepared.
It was a small amount, not a serious Taoist boy. Xie Lingya urged him to go home to see his parents and help him buy all the tickets.
Xiao Lian was a little lost. Since he studied in Baoyangguan, his learning progress has not been stagnant, but thanks to his efforts, the progress is really not great. Especially when there are talented people like Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan in the Guan, it seems that he is not the material for this profession.
Xiaoqian also knew that when he insisted on staying here, it was because Teacher Xie was a good person and let him restore the relationship with his family. Now everyone is not driving him away, it is waiting for him to understand.
As for him, even the Yin Soldier would have believed it when he flew a plane. After so long, he listened to Xie Lingya's lectures, listened to the sutras of the Taoist priests, and went out to see it twice... I had to admit that I really didn't understand.
I thought to myself, this time I will discuss with my parents when I go home. I will go back to Baoyangguan to say goodbye. According to what Teacher Xie said, I will go back to school and take an adult self-examination.
With this idea in mind, Xiao Qiao also set foot on the way home.
Xie Lingya didn't know the small amount of thoughts, and he also told Father Xie that he was busy in the Taoist temple during the holiday, so he went back to stay overnight. Bought some presents, toys for my sister.
Father Xie is now obsessed with raising his daughter. Every day, the news of his daughter is posted in the circle of friends, but it is not that he forgot his son. When he finally saw his son, he immediately told him that Taoism is developing well now, to find a successor as soon as possible, and concentrate on it. Go to study, finish graduate school in two years, work and marriage should be put on the agenda.
Xie Lingya has been vague, and Father Xie can't do anything about him. Xie Lingya has been naughty since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he was even more timid and seldom obedient. Now he looks more mature, but he still has his own way.
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Xie Lingya didn't sit idle for a whole night after he came back. Chatting with Father Xie, drawing a talisman and stocking up, he lay down on the bed at night and fell asleep without the quilt covered.
Feeling cold in the middle of the night, Xie Lingya thought it was because of the cooling down, so he fumbled to pull the quilt while half asleep, but he had no strength. He wanted to wake up, but was dazed.
At this time, a burst of baby crying sounded, the voice was high and extremely harsh.
When Xie Lingya heard the voice, he woke up from his daze, feeling a little tingling in his fingers, opened his eyes, but there was a little man the size of a slap, holding a paper hoe, hoeing his fingertips.
Xie Lingya took a closer look and saw that the villain was made of fiery paper, and the paper hoe in his hand was blood red and had a fishy smell. A paper hoe and a paper hoe, but the pain nailed to his fingertips was piercing, and he felt cold all over, and even felt a sense of detachment.
This kind of feeling is very unfamiliar, but Xie Lingya still feels that it should be because his soul is unstable.
Xie Lingya was stunned for a moment and then came back to his senses. This little paper man hoeed his fingers to dig out his soul. As soon as he touched the amulet on his body, as expected, it had turned into ashes.
The little paper figurine seemed to have some spirituality, and his facial features were simply drawn on his face. "See" Xie Lingya woke up, accelerated his speed, and dug his soul with a paper hoe.
Xie Lingya slapped over, and the paper figurine moved nimbly, fell down, slid to the end of the bed, and then climbed up against the wall.
"I'll go." Xie Lingya scolded secretly, turned over and got up, jumped up and went to catch the paper man.
He hasn't done anything recently. The only one who has a grudge is Ma Xiaochuan. Ma Xiaochuan did this thing 80% of the time. I didn't expect this guy to really have two hands and be able to steal his soul silently.
But the little paper figurine was extremely flexible, sticking to the top of the wall at once, and then crawling out.
Xie Lingya was in a hurry. Seeing a fly swatter on the desk, he grabbed it and drew a talisman on it with cinnabar, "Heart imprints are everywhere, and Wang Shan takes shape. The precious words of the ancestors, hand in hand and obey orders!"
The fly swatter placed a line of elixir, and Xie Lingya grabbed the handle and slapped it up. The paper figure had fled to the window and tried to slip out through the crack of the window, but was smashed by Xie Lingya's fly swatter on the window. , turned to ashes.
What Xie Lingya painted was a thunder and fire talisman, and this paper figure was made of fiery paper, which naturally burned.
Fortunately, Xie Lingya's cultivation base on the talisman is already relatively high, no matter whether it is a brick or a fly swatter, it is easy to come.
He shot the ghost paper figurine to death, and when he heard his sister's cries, he didn't stop. When he went out, Song Jing was coaxing Sisi in his arms, and when he saw him coming out, he was very embarrassed and said: "I'm usually very good, but I don't know what to do today. I'm crying non-stop."
Not hungry, not pulling, and her body temperature was normal, Song Jing was helpless.
Xie Lingya remembered that Sisi was crying loudly just now, and woke him up. Otherwise, his soul might have been hooked away, and he would be seriously ill when he returned to the soul, and he felt a little emotional.
"I'll do it." Xie Lingya stepped forward and took Sisi over. When he touched the amulet on her body, it was still intact.
Strange, although the child is sensitive, if the amulet is intact, it will not be frightened. Xie Lingya originally thought that the amulet on her body either Song Jing forgot to put on, or it was broken, but now it looks fine.
"Don't cry anymore..." At this time, Song Jing happily said.
Xie Lingya came back to his senses, and saw that Sisi really didn't cry, her nose was still red, and there were a few tears in her eyes, but she didn't come. She looked at Xie Lingya in her arms, and even laughed twice.
Xie Lingya realized for a while that his younger sister was probably quite talented, so she could remind him at such a young age.
At this time, Father Xie also came out of the bedroom, "Don't cry anymore? I'm still wondering if it's cold."
"It's alright, I think she just misses me." Xie Lingya said and kissed her younger sister's tender cheek, and when she heard her, she giggled again. He pondered in his heart that since his sister was so keen, he still had to add a few more protections at home.
Father Xie looked at him lovingly and said, "If you get married early and have a child, the two of them can still be company."
When Xie Lingya heard him mention this again, he was unhappy and handed the child back, "Sleep and sleep."
After Xie Lingya returned to the room, Father Xie sighed, feeling that something was wrong. Although this child likes to dance, he has skipped classes, fought, and caught ghosts in school, but he has never heard of puppy love. Is there any problem
Early the next morning, Xie Lingya took the car back to the city. As he sat in the car, he folded and cut out a piece of yellow paper in his hand.
There was a child who looked like a junior high school student next to him, stared at him cutting paper, and thought it was very interesting, "Brother, what are you cutting, can you cut a bunny?"
"No, my brother can only cut paper." Xie Lingya cut the yellow paper into two human shapes, with Ma Xiaochuan's birth date written in the middle - obtained by torture Hao Zhiyuan. This is called tit-for-tat. He didn't know how Ma Xiaochuan did it, where did he get his birthday, or he just stole his usual things to cast spells. Anyway, he himself figured out a way to get revenge.
After writing, paste the two figures together, and then use cinnabar to outline the eyebrows and eyes on it. Two curved eyes, eyeballs the size of a grain of rice, nose, mouth...
While painting, the child asked, "Brother, can we play together?"
Xie Lingya glanced at him. He didn't expect that the child would still want to play with paper figures at such an old age. He usually played video games and had never seen paper-cuts.
"No. I want to play by myself." Xie Lingya said, and got up to change to the back seat.
Child:"… "
Xie Lingya carried a man on his back to show the little paper figurine's facial features, "Open your eyes and eyes, open your nose and smell the scent of a hundred incense, open your ears and listen to common words, open your feet and walk for thousands of miles... The joints are connected, and the orifices are opened!"
The little paper man stood up and moved his hands and feet.
Xie Lingya put the little paper figurine in his pocket, and after getting off the car, he found a secluded place, put the paper figurine on the ground, rolled out a paper chain with yellow paper, and cursed: "The iron chain and the iron chain follow me, The fascinated boy, the soul capturer. The three souls, seven souls, and twelve primordial spirits of Ma Xiaochuan are brought back together, and they are brought to the altar to be tortured!"
He did not return to Baoyang Temple, but set up an altar on the spot. If Ma Xiaochuan's soul was really hooked, he also came here to drink the northwest wind and make Ma Xiaochuan suffer a little.
The little paper figurine was instructed, holding the chain and fluttering in the wind, looking like a scrap of paper from a distance, it floated in the direction of Ma Xiaochuan.
Xie Lingya glanced at it, thinking that flying so high shouldn't be caught by the cleaners...
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Ma Xiaochuan lay on the sofa, reading a book in his hand. This is a horror novel. Although it is all made up, but the novelist has a rich imagination, and often some harmful methods can inspire him and modify it.
Yesterday, I pinched a paper figurine to hook Xie Lingya's soul, and the incense fell in the middle of the process. It seems that the spell has failed, so Ma Xiaochuan thought about a more immoral spell.
You can't win a head-on head-to-head fight, you can only play yin, and your breath is good.
When he thought that Xie Lingya hung up his phone and detained his apprentice that day, Ma Xiaochuan became even more angry, and said to several other apprentices, "You should also think about how to deal with that guy!"
A disciple bowed his head and said, "Master, that guy hangs up your phone. Why don't we use the female ghost, call him, and then climb out along the phone line... If you can't kill him, you can also scare him to wet his pants!"
Another disciple also got inspiration and said, "Look for a hanged ghost. He called halfway through the call, only to find out that the phone line is actually a sling."
Ma Xiaochuan said coldly: "Then I have to take him to the landline to answer the phone. Is he doing errands? Besides, he lives in the temple, so why did the female ghost climb into the temple in front of Wang Lingguan?"
Everyone: "Uh..."
Maybe he was pinched to death by that great protector before he climbed in.
The more Ma Xiaochuan said, the more he hated iron for not turning into steel, "How many times have I taught you how to know yourself and your enemy and win a hundred battles. The hanged ghost, you haven't heard that when he worked for Mr. Gao, he wanted to use the hanged ghost's tongue to slap him. Ghost?"
Everyone: "… "
I really don't know, I didn't expect Xie Lingya to be more perverted than them!
The hanged ghost is the hanged ghost. He is the most murderous ghost among the ghosts. They still want to use it to scare Xie Lingya. Who knows that guy has done such a thing.
Ma Xiaochuan sighed and put down the horror novel in his hand, "Forget it, you guys go out, I'm going to take a nap."
The disciples left in a hurry.
Ma Xiaochuan was half lying on the sofa, taking a nap.
The more he slept, the colder his body became, and he suddenly felt a sense of detachment. When Ma Xiaochuan opened his eyes again, he could only see his body laying down on the sofa. When he looked again, a small yellow paper figure was locking his toes. head and pull him out.
"Damn it!" Ma Xiaochuan scolded, and immediately chanted the body-setting spell, but it was his own body that was fixed. Suddenly, if it weighed thousands of pounds, the little paper man couldn't drag it, and planed his legs on the ground.
Ma Xiaochuan shouted the disciple's name loudly, but he was a soul now, and the disciples couldn't hear him even if he didn't open the altar. Although the paper figurine can't drag him away now, but the soul has been out of the body for too long, and it hurts the body.
Ma Xiaochuan stared at the paper figurines on the ground, could he still not understand that this was Xie Lingya's revenge, and it was an eye for an eye.
The yellow paper man dragged and dragged, but he couldn't drag it, so he turned around and looked up at Ma Xiaochuan.
As soon as it raised its head, Ma Xiaochuan almost died of anger. I saw that the eyes on the face were like long ovals, the two eyeballs were on the left, and the corners of the mouth were raised high, obviously it was the "funny" expression on the Internet, facing Ma Xiaochuan like this, it was like mocking him!
Until Ma Xiaochuan's disciples came in and found that Master's soul was lost, they quickly got up from the altar and recalled. After Ma Xiaochuan's soul recovered, he was shaking all over.
His apprentices thought it was a sequelae, but only Ma Xiaochuan knew that he was angry, so he was helped by himself to find the funny paper figure, but after the paper figure failed to cast the spell, it spontaneously ignited, and in the firelight the funny There was a final sneer on his face.
During the holidays, there is either a dharma meeting in Baoyang Temple, or there are many people offering incense, as well as people visiting and drinking tea, crowding the entire Taoist temple. Xie Lingya was also busy spinning around, entertaining and drawing talismans. In the middle, he sensed that the paper figurine failed to capture the soul, and he just smiled.
On the last day, Xiaoqian came back. He told Xie Lingya that he had discussed with his parents. His hometown was relatively remote, so he planned to work in Tuyang. After all, he was familiar with him after staying here for so long. Save some money and sign up for the adult self-examination.
"You want to stop being a Taoist priest?" Xie Lingya asked him.
"What I want to do, I can endure hardships, but I can't learn..." Xiaolei said sullenly, "I can only be a layman."
It is really impossible to learn, Xie Lingya has also seen it, a small amount of interest, able to endure hardships, sincerity is very enough, but it is really not enlightened, and it is necessary to do research as a Taoist priest.
He also comforted: "You can take Xiangdao wherever you want. Look at me, no, I'm not a monk. You are welcome to come to the class at any time, and this self-examination, have you decided where to take the exam?"
Many universities in Jiyang have set up self-examination for adults. After thinking about it a little: "I want to apply for the accounting major of Jiyang University."
Xie Lingya nodded. He studied finance and understood a small amount of intentions. He said, "He Zun is at Tuyang University. I don't know much about their school's major. Let's talk to him."
It was the next working day, and there were fewer people watching the inside. Xie Lingya brought Xiaoqun to ask He Zun, and He Zun told Xiaoqun about it, and he also said that nothing else could help at that time, so he led the way to sign up and asked his classmates for key points. Data and the like are still available.
"That's the best. He's been out of the school environment for a few years, so it might be difficult to pick up learning again." Xie Lingya knew that Xiao Lian didn't like learning very much before, and comforted, "I also got good grades at the beginning of high school. It sucks, I studied hard for a year later, and this is different from Taoism, not so mysterious, as long as you are willing to learn, you can still master it."
He was afraid that the self-confidence he had gained from learning a small amount of Taoism would be destroyed.
Xiaoqian was indeed a little scared, but after being comforted by the two of them, he felt much better and walked back together. At this time, the Taoist temple was actually closed, and He Zun went back to get the talisman.
Back in the Guanli, when Xie Lingya was counting the talismans for He Zun, the phone rang. It was a Taoist priest in the Guanli, and he picked it up: "What's the matter?"
It said with a trembling voice: "Mr. Xie, we are renting a house, this, here is haunted."
Several people in the temple lived outside, including Shi Changxuan who also moved there, but because Shi Changxuan moved there, Xie Lingya never worried about it.
"Daochang Shi was called by Taiheguan temporarily," the Taoist said in horror, "We were washing in the room, but blood suddenly poured out of the water pipe, and the hanged ghost was shooting the window. You gave it before. Two of the Town House Talismans have been burned, and there is one left."
Xie Lingya scolded in a low voice, how could it be such a coincidence that Shi Changxuan's being called away might also be a plan to move the tiger away from the mountain. He calmly said: "Wait, you should each have an amulet on your body, I'll be there soon, don't run around and don't panic."
Xie Lingya turned off his phone and was about to go out. He called both Fang Ze and Hai Guanchao back, "He Zun, don't leave for now, stay here, Fang Ze has a good opinion of Hao Zhiyuan."
He estimated in his heart that those guys from Ma Xiaochuan were going to design him to be incapable of avatars. He was really shameless. He didn't dare to come to him alone, so he simply kept the Three Treasures Sword. , rushed over aggressively.
The house was found by Xie Lingya, how could he not know where it was? When he went to the place, he saw that there were ghosts shooting the windows outside the house, so he stepped forward a few steps and said angrily, "Ma Xiaochuan is going to die."
He put a spirit official talisman on the ghost's chest and abdomen. After triggering it, the ghost screamed, but he didn't pay attention, because through the glass, he saw a familiar face in the room, and he was shocked and shocked, "You..."
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Fang Zhe moved the Taomu Ren out, inserted the Three Treasures Sword into the Taomu Ren's hand, and then hugged the Taomu Ren himself. After Xie Lingya left, they closed the door.
After a while, the back door was knocked hard several times, and someone said from outside, "Is Dr. Hai there? Please help me see a doctor!"
Hai Guanchao was about to open the door when Fang Che pulled him, "What a coincidence?"
It was a bit of a coincidence, Hai Guanchao said, "I'll take a look at the crack of the door."
He walked to the door and clawed at the crack of the door to look out, and saw that there was also a face outside against the door, with red eyes staring inside.
"Fuck!" Hai Guanchao took a few steps back and shouted.
The voice was still shouting: "Doctor Hai, can Dr. Hai help? I'm in a hurry!"
The more Hai Guanchao listened to this voice, the more distorted it became, and there was still a temptation. He wiped his sweat and dared not agree.
The voice shouted hurriedly, but Hai Guanchao was slow to respond, and finally had to give up.
After a while, someone knocked on the door again, and everyone was tense again.
"I'm back." Shi Changxuan's voice came from outside the door, which made people breathe a sigh of relief.
Hai Guanchao looked out from the crack of the door again, and it was indeed Shi Changxuan, so he opened the door, "Go to the rental house, it's haunted."
FangZhe said from the side: "Teacher Xie has passed, so Daochang Shi can rest here."
When Hai Guanchao thought about it, he reached out his hand and pulled Shi Changxuan, "Come in..."
Who would have thought that Shi Changxuan grabbed Hai Guanchao's wrist with his backhand and dragged him out!
At this time, everyone fixed their eyes and looked again, where is Shi Changxuan, who is clearly a hanged ghost in red, the upper sling has been wrapped around Hai Guanchao's neck, while Hai Guanchao struggled, his glasses fell to the ground.
Fang Zhe's expression changed, he stepped out, activated the Taomu Ren, and slashed the Taomu Ren with a sword in his hand.
The red-robed ghost couldn't dodge in time, received a sword, screamed, and let go of his hand.
Hai Guanchao was half-kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, and the sound of coughing changed, showing how hard he was strangling.
But that wasn't enough. On the streets and at the end of the alley, dozens of ghosts gathered from out of nowhere. Their bodies were all red, red, green and green, and they were extremely fierce. The red-robed ghost also blocked the door and smiled coldly.
Fang Zhe's face changed, his heart stunned, and he was half cold.
No, this is not right, where did so many ghosts come from.
At first everyone thought it was Ma Xiaochuan, and so did Fang Zhe, but does Ma Xiaochuan have the ability
He didn't care so much for a while, and turned around and said, "Zhang Daoting is going to give incense to your ancestors! Don't come out at all!!"
Also, call Xie Lingya... No, it's too late, I'm afraid it's even more difficult for Xie Lingya.
Fortunately, Xie Lingya kept the Three Treasures Sword, and Fang Zhe had this idea.
He put the peach wood man on the ground, the peach wood man began to swing his sword automatically, Hai Guanchao leaned against the little wood man, a little more comfort. Seeing the Three Treasures Sword was like seeing Xie Lingya himself, and at this time, this Taomu man was indeed in the form of Xie Lingya.
He dragged his inconvenient legs and squeezed the mantra: "First, ask the heavenly interpreter, and second, ask the earth's interpreter, seven souls and three souls, all the mountains, waters, monsters, wizards, and evil spirits will not dare to come, if there are ghosts who come to teach the law , I put my backhand on the bottom of the sea, and I would like to invite the Six Stars of the South Dipper and the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, and I serve the Taishang Laojun as hastily as a law!”
The others watched Fang Ze pointing at the hanged ghost, and the hanged ghost flew out, but Fang Che himself vomited blood.
"Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, Lu Ban gave the flying knife with you. If there is an evil magician to cast spells, the three golden knives will not be merciful..." FangZhe cursed halfway, his ankle was suddenly grabbed by a hand, he bowed his head for a while. Look, a half-length ghost appeared from the ground at some point, grabbed his disabled foot, and pulled it down with a giggle.
Looking at Haiguanchao again, the wooden man waved his sword, but the ghost did not dare to approach, so he picked up the wooden man and wanted to walk towards Fangzhe. Still thinking in my heart, I rely on Teacher Xie's wooden figurine. Teacher Xie blesses them and brings them back to the Taoist temple.
At this moment, the red-robed ghost who appeared at the beginning slapped the ground and screamed. Hai Guanchao only felt a gust of overcast wind blowing suddenly.
All the ghosts looked over, their faces half-hidden and half-in-the-dark, eerie and terrifying.
Haiguanchao: "… "
Damn, is high-tech reliable or not...