There were two other groups of people in the villa, a total of three people. One group had only one person, and the other had two people, who looked like a master and his disciples. The two groups were originally sizing each other up, and when they saw Mao Xiaoli and Chen Yang, they all showed a defensive look.
Mao Xiaoli muttered, "They are quite wary of us, afraid that we will steal their business. That means the price is high, but it is also true that the price for Samsung's work must be high."
"It's also difficult." Chen Yang said frankly, without any sign of worry. Anyway, he couldn't take this job and couldn't pass this assessment. "I'm afraid it's not our turn to solve it."
Mentioning this, Mao Xiaoli asked: "What is your rank?"
"... Zero... counts?"
"… "
Chen Yang and Mao Xiaoli looked at each other in confusion.
"You're not a Heavenly Master?"
Chen Yang shook his head: "I was originally applying for the position of director of the subdistrict office, a civil servant in the state."
"No, could it be that the recruitment document was sent to the wrong person?" Mao Xiaoli was devastated: "The headquarters is messing with us, and they actually let an ordinary person be the director. Even if the branch is not a biological child, the differential treatment does not have to be so obvious."
Chen Yang smiled bitterly, not knowing how he was chosen.
He had always avoided ghosts and gods and tried to stay away from them. He finally got a response to his resume after graduation. The job and benefits made him very excited. Who knew that he would actually deal with ghosts and gods? He had no choice but to refuse.
No matter how good the benefits are, I have to refuse them. It's a pity to miss out on the five social insurances and one housing fund, as well as the free food and accommodation, and the housing allocation after retirement.
Mao Xiaoli saw that he wanted to quit, and quickly pulled him back: "Brother, Brother Chen, help me. If you leave now, it will be said that our Dafu Branch staff is half-baked and was scared away before even seeing the evil spirit. We will lose all our face and reputation. We will not be able to get any work in the future, and without income, we will be on the verge of bankruptcy."
Chen Yang took her hand from his arm, smiled, and rubbed his arm quietly.
The little girl is thin and small, but her wrists are very strong.
"Okay, I won't leave."
The other two groups looked at Chen Yang and Mao Xiaoli for a while and realized that they didn't know them and they probably weren't famous Heavenly Masters. So they let down their guard and no longer took them seriously, still guarding against each other.
Mao Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Chen Yang and whispered, "Did you see those two people?"
"Not three?"
"Don't worry about the younger one. He probably hasn't been awarded yet."
The Tianshi sect says: Before receiving, there is nothing to call upon, but after receiving, one can call upon the gods with actions and sounds. This means that only after receiving is one's entry level to becoming a Tianshi. After receiving, a certificate of vocation is issued, and one's name is recorded in the certificate that can be seen by the gods. Only then can one communicate with the gods and borrow their power to exorcise evil spirits.
Mao Xiaoli said: "Look at their badges, they are all Mengwei, with green tassels, and they are fourth-grade heavenly masters. They are definitely not from the headquarters, otherwise why would they accept Samsung's order? They must be greedy for money."
Chen Yang looked over and found that the two middle-aged men were indeed like what Mao Xiaoli said, with a wooden sign tied around their waists. There were densely engraved words on the sign, and under the sign was a green tassel.
He didn't know much about the world of Heavenly Masters, but he could roughly guess that the world of Heavenly Masters was originally divided into different levels. It seemed that in order to distinguish these levels, they used wooden signs and tassel colors to distinguish them.
The higher the level, the more powerful the master is.
Chen Yang subconsciously asked Mao Xiaoli: "How do you know they are Mengwei?"
"First look at the scripture on the wooden sign, and second look at the color of the tassel." Mao Xiaoli took out her own wooden sign, which was tied with a white tassel: "Did you see it?"
Chen Yang glanced at the wooden plaque in her hand, which was also covered with densely written scriptures.
"The Great Three-Five-Ultimate Merit Sutra?"
"You're amazing! You can see that. You must be a heavenly master, right?"
"I am not."
Mao Xiaoli was full of suspicion, and Chen Yang waved his hand to deny it: "Really not. I just have some understanding of folk customs. I had a topic related to folk customs in my university major. So I know a little bit."
Mao Xiaoli accepted it quickly. If it were someone else, they would definitely be skeptical. Because even if they knew about folk customs, they couldn't recognize the scriptures at a glance. Unfortunately, Mao Xiaoli came from a Taoist family, and her relatives and friends were very familiar with the Taoist scriptures.
Therefore, she could not distinguish the degree of understanding of Taoist scriptures between ordinary people and the Heavenly Master, and quickly dispelled her doubts.
While Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he stopped asking questions.
At this time, the owner of the house, Han Jiashan, came downstairs, saw them and quickly asked them to sit down.
"Everyone who has accepted the order should know how difficult it is. Four groups of heavenly masters have come before, and none of them could solve my daughter's problem. If you can save my daughter today, Han will definitely reward you handsomely."
Han Jiashan is a well-known entrepreneur in China, specializing in food companies. Although he started from scratch, he has the cultivation of a scholar. Just a few words can make people feel good about him.
"Don't worry, Mr. Han. My master has traveled a lot and has seen all kinds of weird things. Even the Screw-knot Grand Ceremony that year, my master has participated in it."
Hearing this, Han Jiashan's expression changed: "Master Luo is so powerful."
Mao Xiaoli secretly curled her teeth and whispered, "You are exaggerating."
"I'll leave my daughter to the care of all the Heavenly Masters. If you can save my daughter's life, I will reward you with a reward of 400,000 yuan."
What? Four hundred thousand
Chen Yang moved his feet and stood in front of Mao Xiaoli with a friendly smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Han, exorcising evil spirits is our duty. As a leader in the industry, our business level is first-class. Our business standard is to clear it once and for all, and never leave any trouble for customers. Guarantee customer satisfaction, five stars."
Perhaps it was because Chen Yang was so handsome and had a friendly and sincere smile that made people unconsciously trust and like him.
Han Jiashan: "Who are you?"
"My name is Chen Yang."
"Master Chen. I wonder which sect you belong to? Zhengyi, Quanzhen, or Maoshan..."
"We are the Dafu Office, an organization specially established for people like you who share the same troubles as Mr. Han. There are countless outstanding Heavenly Masters in the organization, such as the one behind you, who is the successor of the Maoshan Sect and a Heavenly Master family. Xiaoli, give Mr. Han your business card."
Mao Xiaoli was completely stunned and didn't react for a long time.
"Xiao Li?"
"Oh, oh, a business card." Xiaoli took out a black and white business card from her pocket. It looked quite high-end, but there were only five words on the card: Dafu Office and a contact number.
Simple to the point of being crude, but fortunately the black and white colors make it simple and noble. At least the crudeness becomes mysterious.
Chen Yang originally thought that if Xiaoli couldn't produce her business card, he would just pick one of the hundred reasons in his mind.
At this time, one of the groups of Heavenly Masters, who was alone, stepped forward, interrupted their conversation, and said to Han Jiashan: "Mr. Han, can you tell me the details?"
"Oh, okay."
Han Jiashan then talked about the details of the matter. He had only one daughter, named Han Ke. Han Ke was originally lively and outgoing, but since she went back to her hometown last month, she was possessed by an evil spirit and her personality changed drastically. She seemed to have become a completely different person. She was quiet and well-behaved, and often hid in her room without going out.
Several times she got up in the middle of the night and sang Cantonese opera downstairs. The miserable tune was particularly creepy. Mrs. Han turned on the light and found that it was her daughter Han Ke. She scolded her and asked her to go back to sleep. When she mentioned this the next day, Han Ke had no memory of it. Han Ke showed strange behaviors one after another, and Han Jiashan realized that his daughter might be possessed by evil spirits.
He originally thought it was just a common evil spirit, after all, no one in the family had been killed or injured. Until he invited a Taoist priest, the Taoist priest returned empty-handed. The carp and pet dog in the family died inexplicably, and their deaths were miserable.
Afterwards, Han Ke's body quickly became thin and he looked emaciated.
Only then did Han Jiashan realize that it might not be as simple as being possessed by evil spirits, and he was afraid that there was an evil spirit that wanted to take Han Ke's life.
The solitary Taoist priest was named Lu. He asked, "Miss Han, was she possessed by evil spirits last month? Was she possessed after she returned to her hometown, or before? Did she go to any special places before that?"
"Many Heavenly Masters have asked about this before. Keke was possessed by evil spirits when he returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors. The exact time is uncertain."
Luo Tianshi's young disciple exclaimed: "Returning to the hometown to worship the ancestors? Did he offend the ancestors on the way to worship the ancestors?"
Mao Xiaoli: "Which ancestor is so stingy? He even wants to take the life of a junior."
This is obviously impossible. Ancestors who are worshipped by their descendants and have died of old age will not kill people, let alone their descendants. If their descendants are unfilial, at most they will be taught a lesson, but they will not cause unrest in the family.
Chen Yang: "Mr. Han, do you know anything strange that happened along the way? Did Miss Han do anything disrespectful to the dead?"
Han Jiashan fell into reminiscence, thought for a moment and said, "There were a lot of people worshipping their ancestors at that time. My hometown is in western Guangdong, and last month was Qingming Festival. There is a custom of going up the mountain to worship ancestors. It's strange or disrespectful... Hiss, I remember it. At that time, Keke walked past a new grave, saw the photo on the tombstone, thought the deceased was very beautiful, and praised it."
Just as Master Lu opened his mouth, Master Luo took the lead and asked, "What happened after that?"
Master Lu glared at him angrily, but the latter remained unmoved.
For four hundred thousand, who would care about those meaningless glances
"After that... a young man next to Coco said, 'It's a pity that he died early.' Coco then said, 'I'm so beautiful, it doesn't matter if I die early.' Then the village chief reprimanded the two, saying that their behavior would attract the attention and resentment of those who died early. I didn't think too much about it at the time. Could it be that Coco was going to be killed just because of this sentence?"
Mao Xiaoli shrugged: "Don't reason with ghosts."
Han Jiashan: "So what's going on?"
Mao Xiaoli looked at Chen Yang, indicating whether he should explain or explain it herself.
Chen Yang said, "We can extract some information from your words. A new grave, the deceased was very beautiful, and died young. In other words, the deceased was young and beautiful, and died not long ago. Generally, people who die early have a longer life span and have not yet been reincarnated. In addition, they died young, and they were unwilling to accept it and had a lot of resentment. The deceased was also beautiful, and she relied on her beauty but did not have the corresponding fate to enjoy it, so she had even more resentment. What your daughter said is actually a disguised conditional exchange."
"What's the meaning?"
"It means that your daughter wanted to be beautiful, so she exchanged it for early death."
"Coco was just saying it casually."
"Ghosts will take it seriously."