I offered the roast chicken and took out the dead rat. It was the first time for it to see Wang Zijun, and it was also the first time for Wang Zijun to see it. They were both surprised at the same time.
"Why are there outsiders here? You want to ask me out?" The dead rat was unhappy.
I chuckled: "He is my apprentice, not an outsider."
The dead rat stared at the monkey for a long time, snorted and said, "This person has no qualifications at all. Why did you choose a fool as your apprentice? Besides, doesn't your old Xi family have a rule that ghost stories should not be spread to outsiders?"
It is quite clear about the teachings of our Xi family ancestors. I smiled and said, "My great-grandfather also had an outer disciple. He was considered a ghost outer disciple."
Who knew that when the dead rat heard this, he glared and cursed: "Bullshit, when did your great grandfather have outer disciples?"
I was stunned: "How do you know there is none?"
"I'm a god, okay? How come I don't know?" Damn, he's putting on airs again.
I thought to myself, you are only 200 years old, and your great grandfather lived 500 years ago, you know nothing. Now is not the time to dwell on such things, so I smiled and said, "Don't be angry, it's my idea. I asked you to come out today because I have a difficult problem. You can start with the roast chicken."
As the dead rat had just met a stranger today, he was too embarrassed to show his greed. When I said that, he swallowed his saliva, grabbed a roast chicken and gnawed it, and asked, "What can I do for you?"
I immediately told him everything that happened last night, and Wang Zijun's eyes widened. I think this monkey is going to change his mind and won't go with me for the training tonight.
When Si Haozi heard that it was a ghost Taoist who could control the people in the animation, he almost choked and coughed a few times and said, "Does this ghost Taoist have a black mole on his temples?"
I didn't notice it, but after thinking about it, I remembered that the old bastard seemed to have a black mole on his temple, so I nodded and said yes.
The dead mouse stopped talking, looked worried, and stroked his beard with his little paws. He said solemnly, "This is really hard to deal with!"
"What's the problem?"
Dead Mouse sighed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, his name is Yu Songyu, and his Taoist name is Yu Lingzi. He was a figure from a hundred years ago, and he was also an authentic Maoshan Heavenly Master. He was truly from the Shangqing Temple of Maoshan, and his roots are more orthodox than your Xi family. He did not go to the underworld after his death. It is said that he hid in the back of Maoshan to continue cultivating his soul, hoping to ascend to heaven and become an immortal. The ghost way can make the living dance, and apart from him, I have not heard of anyone else who has this ability."
He was originally a genuine descendant of Maoshan, so why didn't he learn to be good? In fact, there is no need to study this matter seriously. There are bad people among good people, and not all magicians are evil. Besides, after a person becomes a ghost, his state of mind is different. Sometimes, the more he practices, the more he will go astray and become evil.
I was particularly interested in the old bastard's unique skill of making the people in the painting dance, so I asked the dead rat: "What is the origin of his magic of making the people in the painting dance? Why have I never heard of it?"
The dead rat smiled smugly, as if to say, is there something you don't understand? He gnawed on the roast chicken but refused to say anything. After whetting my appetite, he said, "I've heard of twelve..." At this point, he suddenly rolled his eyes, as if he regretted it, and immediately changed his words: "This is really a secret that cannot be revealed. If I tell you, I will be skinned alive."
You little brat, you just want to extort the offerings, so he slapped her and said, "Add five roast chickens."
The dead rat sniffed and said bitterly: "Even if you add fifty roast chickens, you can't tell me. This is one of the three major taboos. We gods can't talk about it casually."
Damn it, adding roast chicken doesn't work, it seems like it really can't be said. I was curious, so I asked it what the three taboos were. The dead mouse curled his lips and said, "Ask your ancestors on the first day of June."
Damn, it would be fine if it didn’t tell me, so I asked it again: “Yu Lingzi is not easy to deal with, teach me a way to get rid of him.”
The dead rat shook his head and said, "There is no way to deal with him, unless you ask your ancestor to deal with him on June 1st. You'd better not touch him again, otherwise you will suffer." After saying that, he disappeared.