That night, Director Wang helped me to ask for a special leave from school, and then I went to the dormitory to pack some things, including more than twenty talismans and some cow's tears. Although my master told me that the Five-Directions God was an invisible thing and could not be seen, it was always better to be prepared. However, I did not bring other things like black dog blood, peach wood swords, etc. You know, except for encountering the ghost baby in my second year of high school, I have not encountered any major ghosts, so I did not prepare these things.
I followed him to his house. Fortunately, Kaizi and Fatty Cao didn't know about it, otherwise they would have thought something was going on.
Director Wang's house is very big, probably around 200 square meters. When I went in, Director Wang was very enthusiastic. He asked me to sit for a while, made me a cup of tea, and asked me to wait for him, then he went out to make a phone call.
At this time, I was also bored and observed Director Wang's house. The decoration was quite classical. There was also a statue of Guan Gong in the living room. Guan Gong was famous for his loyalty, righteousness, bravery and martial arts. In Chinese Buddhism, Guan Gong is the Bodhisattva of the Temple. Nowadays, Guan Gong has become the guardian deity of wealth and villains in everyone's home. If there is a statue of Guan Gong in the house, it can still suppress some wandering ghosts, but it obviously cannot suppress this five-way god.
Director Wang came back a little while later. I thought for a moment and asked, "Director, you said you felt very strange after coming back from the mountains. What's the problem?"
Director Wang sat down and listened to my question. His face turned pale and he said, "Everything was fine when I came back, but two days ago, I woke up and found myself lying under the refrigerator in the kitchen. There was a fishy smell in my mouth, and the chicken in my refrigerator was gone."
When I heard that, I thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that you ate it?"
Director Wang scratched his hair, nodded and said, "Yes, I felt something strange in my stomach when I woke up, as if there was something hard. I think it must be the chicken, but it was frozen, so it was hard."
"Then didn't your wife find anything strange?" I asked again. It was impossible that his wife didn't see it.
Director Wang said in a sad tone, "That's where the problem lies. My wife said that I jumped up all of a sudden at night and clung to the wall like a gecko, which frightened her to the point of fainting. I didn't dare to let her stay at home the next day, so I let her stay at a friend's house. I came to check on her last night because I was afraid that something strange would happen again when she was alone at home."
I nodded, and did not continue to speak, preparing myself. You know, according to the master's description, the Five-Power God is very difficult to see. You know, everyone has three lights, one on the top of the head, and the other two on the shoulders. This is the "Samadhi True Fire" of the person. When a night walker walks on the night road, no matter what sound you hear, as long as you don't look back, your lights will not go out. The demons and ghosts are afraid of your "Samadhi True Fire" and cannot get close to you. And if you can't resist its temptation and look back, every time you look back, the ghosts will blow out one of the lights on your body. When all three lights are blown out, they can do whatever they want.
Normally, applying cow's tears on the eyes can allow you to see ghosts because the cow's tears applied to the eyes can temporarily extinguish the lamp on top of your head, allowing you to see ghosts. According to the master's description, except for people who are born with the ability to see ghosts, these three lamps must be extinguished in order to see the Five Gods.
This is a difficult problem. I have no way to extinguish the three lights, and the master doesn't seem to have told me. After thinking about it, I told Director Wang all these things and asked him to think of a solution with me. After all, we are trying to save him now.
After hearing this, Director Wang frowned and asked, "If you don't know how to do it, then there must be someone who can. Since there are really ghosts and Taoist priests, why don't you help me contact a few fellow disciples to find helpers?" After a pause, he said, "The price issue is negotiable."
I frowned when I heard that. How could I have any fellow disciples? He was just trying to trick him into thinking he was from Longhu Mountain. But when I heard him say that, I thought of Taoist Qingfeng. With Taoist Qingfeng's abilities, it should be no problem for him to catch a Wutong God. But then I shook my head. You know, Taoist Qingfeng's appearance fee is incredibly high. If he comes, wouldn't Director Wang have to bleed a lot
In an instant, I thought of the ghost-raising young man named Li Mingyao whom I met in the Internet cafe that day. I immediately found his phone number and called him. The call was connected after a while.
"Hello, this is Zhongping Buddha Statue Museum. If you are in business for Buddha statues, please make an offer. For special business, please meet in person." Li Mingyao seemed to be still asleep and said in a daze.
"Hello, is this Li Mingyao? I'm Wu Jiu, the Yin-Yang Master I met in the Internet cafe today." I said lightly.
"Yeah, it's you. What's the matter?" When Li Mingyao heard it was me, he immediately spoke more soberly. He also saw that I knew I would not contact him unless I had something else.
"It's like this, I've encountered some trouble." I then told him all about Director Wang's affairs. He said as soon as he heard it, "How about this, the two of you come to the Zhongping Buddhist Statue Museum on Pingfulu Road now and talk about it. Also, there's a fee. I'm short of money lately. Okay, just call me when you get there. I'll sleep for a while." After that, he hung up the phone.
I turned around and told Director Wang to take me to the Zhongping Buddhist Statue Museum on Pingfu Road. Director Wang seemed to understand something and did not hesitate. It was already seven o'clock in the evening.
After we went out, we took a taxi and headed straight for Pingfu Road. We chatted with the taxi driver in the car. We asked him where the Zhongping Buddhist Statue Museum was. He said he knew and then took us directly there.
Logically speaking, I shouldn't be so enthusiastic about helping Director Wang, as this is a life-threatening business. However, Director Wang told me that after this incident, I would be able to skip classes as much as I wanted, get my diploma and other privileges. So I decided that for the sake of my happiness in the next two years, I would just risk my life.
Pingfu Road is quite big, and luckily the taxi driver knew where the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum was, otherwise it would have taken us two or three hours to find it. The taxi driver told us that this place seems to be quite spiritual, and people often come here to pray for Buddha statues and the like.
Come to think of it, with this ghost-raising kid here, people who are possessed by dirty things can be easily solved by this kid, and these effects are attributed to the Buddha statues here, so of course it is effective.
When we arrived, we saw that the Buddha statue museum was still decorated in the style of the 1970s and 1980s, very retro. It looked extremely out of place among the cosmetics and clothing stores all around. The Zhongshan Buddha Statue Museum was closed at that time. We arrived at the door and called Li Mingyao. After a while, the door opened and a sickly boy walked out. Who else could it be but Li Mingyao
Li Mingyao was quite enthusiastic when he saw me. It was probably because I didn’t report him to the police when he used the ghost to hurt people in the Internet cafe. But I thought it would be useless to report him. Can the police still charge you with the crime of controlling ghosts to hurt people
After Li Mingyao led us in, he poured me a cup of tea, and then he started to negotiate the price with Director Wang without any scruples. I also told Director Wang in the car that he would charge a fee. Director Wang might have been really scared and didn't care about the money. In the end, he negotiated 100,000 to solve the matter. It seems that Li Mingyao is really short of money recently. I looked at Director Wang's painful face, and I thought to myself, it's a good thing you didn't meet Qingfeng Taoist, otherwise you would lose your underwear.
Then Li Mingyao took us out of the city and came to a slightly remote town. Director Wang asked him why, and he told Director Wang that it would be very troublesome to fight these ghosts in the main city now, but he didn't say anything specific.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when they arrived at the town. Generally speaking, the Wutong God would come around 12 o'clock. Li Mingyao booked a hotel outside and started preparing in the hotel.
Seeing that he couldn't help much, Director Wang lay down and went to sleep. You know, he had been checking the dormitories since yesterday, and he hasn't dared to sleep since then. Seeing that we were protecting him, he felt a little more at ease. He closed his eyes and soon after, he began to snore.
On the other hand, Li Mingyao took out a compass with only a red needle on it, pointing to the east. Suddenly, I found that there was a Maoshan logo on the compass. I asked curiously, "This is a Maoshan compass. What on earth do you do? You are obviously from Maoshan, but you practice something harmful like raising ghosts."
After hearing what I said, Li Mingyao laughed and said, "Who says people from Maoshan can't practice the art of raising ghosts? The art of raising ghosts from Maoshan is so famous, but it was spread as an evil art because some people outside abused it. Once the little ghosts are raised well, they can be helpers in catching monsters and ghosts." After saying that, he ignored me and started to pack his things.
The time was slowly getting closer to 12 o'clock, and the number of pedestrians on the street outside was gradually decreasing. I was still full of curiosity about this Wutong God. Slowly, the clock hand on the wall moved towards 12 o'clock.