When you go home, you can take your wallet with you.
The purpose of Zhong Jiudao's return home was to visit his old father who was sick and vomiting blood, to comfort his wounded heart, but also to show off in front of his father with a group of evil spirit actors and send his old father away directly.
But these thirty-three evil spirits have been taken out of the villa and cannot be sealed somewhere again. We must find a reliable person to keep them safe.
Currently, the only people I am familiar with in the area are Qian Duoqun, Pang Xinhao, who live in the same hotel, and Luo Huai, who shares the same room with me.
On the surface, the person who meets the most requirements should be Qian Duoqun, because Qian Duoqun knows the identity of the evil spirit and will stick talismans on his wallet every day according to Zhong Jiudao's instructions.
But Qian Duoqun is greedy and can be easily deceived by evil spirits. If Qi Wanlian and others heard a voice from their wallets, telling Qian Duoqun that they were willing to take the notice to make money, and even give Qian Duoqun a share of the money, Qian Duoqun would definitely do something like massaging the ghost's feet and would definitely forget their instructions. By then, when they return home, Jiang Fen will be fine, but the remaining thirty-three evil spirits will probably cause trouble to the world.
Pang Xinhao had the experience of being possessed by Qi Wanlian, so he could not entrust his wallet to her.
As of now, only Luo Huai can help.
Zhong Jiudao had discovered long ago that Luo Huai was an extremely executive person. He was a bit stubborn, and no matter how he interpreted something, Luo Huai would twist it into his own worldview. It was precisely because of this character that Luo Huai, despite his innocence, had a firmness that ordinary people could not match.
"Luo Huai, I have a favor to ask you." Zhong Jiudao opened the door of the suite and asked Luo Huai who lived in the outer room.
Yes, Zhong Jiudao has always lived in the inner room of their house, and Luo Huai guards the door for Zhong Jiudao.
This room was arranged by Luo Huai when Zhong Jiudao moved in. At that time, Zhong Jiudao did not agree. Since he was already living here for free, how could he let Luo Huai live outside
However, Luo Huai was more determined than Zhong Jiudao had imagined. Even if Zhong Jiudao was already lying on the bed in the outer room, Luo Huai would still lie on top of Zhong Jiudao until he pushed him into the inner room.
Zhong Jiudao found that he had never competed with Luo Huai, and finally had no choice but to give in.
Probably no one could change what Luo Huai had decided.
For this reason, Zhong Jiudao believed that Luo Huai was the most suitable person to entrust his wallet to.
"Luo Huai, I won't be able to accompany you to the announcements tomorrow. My father is sick and in a coma, and I have to go back to visit him." Zhong Jiudao said to Luo Huai who was packing his luggage.
"Of course, going back to visit my father is more important!" Luo Huai was anxious at the moment. He rummaged through his backpack, took out all the cash he had, and collected two thousand yuan and gave it to Zhong Jiudao. "I have a job and can go with you to visit my uncle. Please buy some fruit supplements for me."
Zhong Jiu said: "... there is no need to buy fruit."
I picked the peaches from the hilltop near my home.
"This is a gift from me to my uncle. It's also for you. Please keep it for me." Luo Huai forcefully stuffed the money into Zhong Jiudao's pocket.
My friend's father is sick, and I am very embarrassed to be able to visit him. I must send my thoughts to him. I am a friend of Director Zhong, right? After all, we have lived together for nearly two months, so we are friends. Luo Huai thought secretly.
"Okay, thank you on my behalf." Zhong Jiudao took the money and said, "I have something to ask of you."
"No problem." Luo Huai agreed without even asking what it was.
"This wallet..." Zhong Jiudao thought for a moment and explained tactfully, "My father and I have a secret agreement, and this wallet contains one of our secrets. I can't take the wallet home, or he will get angry and his condition will get worse. But this wallet is very important to me, so I hope you can keep it for me."
"Okay, even if I lose my phone, this wallet will also be lost!" Luo Huai said solemnly.
"That's not all," Zhong Jiudao said, "Taking care of a wallet is a very troublesome thing. First of all, there is a piece of paper inside, which records the biggest secret of my life. I hope that anyone who knows this secret can open it and let others open it."
Luo Huai immediately took out a clean old piece of clothing from the suitcase, and tore off a thin strip of cloth from the clothing, and used it to tie the wallet tightly.
Zhong Jiu said: "… There is no need to be so serious, just open it and don't lose it. Secondly, this wallet is very old and needs regular maintenance. I'll give you paint and pens, just trace the pattern on the wallet once a day and let it dry. The paint is quick-drying and will dry in one or two minutes."
Zhong Jiudao took out a brush and a box of red paint, which was made of fine cinnabar and a little of Zhong Jiudao's blood, mixed together in a magical way. The pattern on the wallet was a talisman carved by Zhong Jiudao, painted with cinnabar every day, which could strengthen the seal and prevent the thirty-three ghosts from constantly breaking through the seal.
"I remembered it. I remember it better than the lines!" Luo Huai nodded solemnly.
Seeing that he looked so trustworthy, Zhong Jiudao smiled knowingly, raised his hand to rub Luo Huai's hair, and advised: "Third, keep your phone and wallet together."
Jiang Fen, like the 33 ghosts, was less dangerous and had been hiding in Zhong Jiudao's music app. This time when Zhong Jiudao left, Jiang Fen naturally moved to Luo Huai's phone. If the phone and wallet were placed together, there was no guarantee that Jiang Fen would secretly open the wallet.
"Are there any cards in your wallet that you're afraid of demagnetizing? I'll be careful." Luo Huai indeed gave a scientific and reasonable explanation.
"I will be back in a day or two, and I will be interviewed with you guys." Zhong Jiudao said.
"My uncle is sick, do you need to take care of him?" Luo Huai asked.
Zhong Jiu said: "It's okay, the old man is in good health, he was just angry, he will recover after drinking some heat-clearing soup."
He was in such good shape that he followed the crew of "Keeping the Righteousness" for several months on location shooting, traveling all over the country. He didn't play the leading role, so I don't think there would be any problem.
"Call me if you have anything." Zhong Jiudao said.
"OK."
Zhong Jiudao left the hotel carrying a small suitcase. Luo Huai watched him go and then looked at the empty room. Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable.
How come Director Zhong just left and you feel like you're letting him go
Luo Huai sat there for a while, and his wallet somehow fell out of his pocket and onto the ground.
When Luo Huai heard the voice, he lowered his head to pick up the wallet. In his mind, he consciously recalled the solemn look on Director Zhong's face when he entrusted the wallet to him.
Thinking about the many activities he would attend tomorrow, Luo Huai felt a little sleepy, so he simply sat down at the table, picked up a brush, dipped it in red paint, and followed the traces of the pattern on the wallet that had become very faint, carefully painting the pattern over and over again.
Director Zhong said that applying the color once a day is enough, so applying it more than once should be no problem, Luo Huai thought.
While Luo Huai was drawing talismans again and again to torture his colleagues in the company with his longing for Zhong Jiudao, Zhong Jiudao boarded the high-speed train to go home.
The main residence of the Zhong family covers a large area. It is a real luxury house and a Feng Shui treasure land. However, due to the huge orchard, it is very far from the city. After Zhong Jiudao got off the train, he had to take a two-hour bus to get home.
There were no more buses at night. When Zhong Jiudao was about to reluctantly take out his large savings, someone called out at the exit: "Jiudao, this way."
My cousin Zhong Hongyan knew that I was going home, so he drove over to pick me up.
"When did you get your driver's license?" After Zhong Jiudao got in the car, he saw that there was no driver, and the person sitting in the driver's seat was Zhong Hongyan.
The old-fashioned people in the Zhong family believed that driving a car in ancient times was a job for ordinary people. A Taoist priest had to have the appearance of a Taoist priest. Only the orthodox descendants of the Zhong family were allowed to drive, so they would hire a special driver.
Zhong Hongyan: "I took the test while on a mission. Why do you think it takes a month for the younger generation in my family to go out and liberate a soul? I just took this opportunity to do something I like.
"Where can you find such a powerful ghost? Last time I got rid of a ghost that cried every night. I asked it what its unfulfilled wish was that it had to pester its best friend every day. It actually said that it was because it forgot to delete the chat history between it and its best friend before it died. It begged its best friend to delete the chat history before its boyfriend and parents found it.
"Later, I told this to my best friend. She cried and said that she was too sad to think about it. She deleted the chat records between us overnight. She wanted me to pray for her soul to be reborn, and she passed away. How could a young ghost's unfulfilled wish be so outrageous? Was this matter worth it for her to linger at her best friend's door and cry for half a month?"
Zhong Jiu said: "...The chat records with my bestie are indeed very important."
"But I also relied on this incident to wander around outside for a month, telling my family that I was helping evil spirits fulfill their wishes before they died, and I took the opportunity to pass the second driving test." Zhong Hongyan opened the car window and let the wind outside blow freely. "When did you take the driving test?"
"I took the driving test at a driving school near the school when I was in college," said Zhong Jiudao.
“University…” Zhong Hongyan sighed and said nothing more.
All the young men of the Zhong family envied Zhong Jiudao, and all of them wanted to pursue a career like him. But if they left the Zhong family, they would have no garage, no education, and it would be too difficult to start over.
"Who takes charge of household affairs after my father fell ill?" Zhong Jiudao asked.
"Who else could it be? He must be the second wife's cousin." Zhong Hongyan said, "I am also impressed by these old-fashioned people. What era is this? First wife and second wife? I can't tell the difference between these relatives in my family. I have only seen these names in ancient novels about house fighting."
"Have you read ancient novels about house fighting?" Zhong Jiudao was shocked.
Zhong Hongyan coughed awkwardly twice: "My online girlfriend liked it, so I accompanied her to read a few novels. Woohoo, I haven't seen my girlfriend in person since then. We have always been video chatting. I must go to see her when I have the chance in the future!"
Times have changed. Even his cousin has started to fall in love online. Zhong Jiudao feels a little emotional.
It was already late at night when they returned home after chatting all the way. When his cousin drove an SUV past the large peach forest in front of his house, Zhong Jiudao saw a group of dead ghosts picking peaches under the cover of night.
There are three reasons why the Zhong family's peaches have high profits: first, the peach forest is in a good location, the orchard has excellent feng shui, and it has a bumper harvest every year; second, the labor cost is extremely low. The people who take care of the peach forest are the ghosts who died in vain under the protection of the Zhong family. The ghosts who died in vain cannot be reincarnated. The Zhong family takes these ghosts to practice in the peach orchard. After accumulating merits for a period of time, they can re-enter the cycle of reincarnation; third, the feng shui is good and the processing has its own insect repellent physique. The peaches grown by our family are free of insects and are sweeter than other peaches. They have long been well-known and have always been high-end products in the market. The profit is naturally poor due to low profit and high selling price.
"These workers have never had identity documents, right?" Zhong Jiudao seriously raised the issue of the legal status of the workers employed by their family.
"Yes, there is a Taoist family that will give identities to the zombies under their command like the Maoshan Sect does." Zhong Hongyan said.
"Would the Maoshan sect do such a thing?" Zhong Jiudao had been involved in the affairs of the Heavenly Master Realm for many years and knew that there would be such changes.
"It's all about the real-name system," Zhong Hongyan explained. "Our workers and other families' servants can carry paper figures, but Maoshan Sect is different. They control walking corpses, which are important helpers in subduing demons. How can we carry them around? But these walking corpses can get on high-speed trains and airplanes. Later, Maoshan Sect seemed to have sent some disciples to other sects to contribute to the country in exchange for some identity rights. You say that Maoshan Sect knows how to keep up with the times, but how can our family be so flexible?"
"So that's how it is." Zhong Jiudao nodded secretly, feeling that he had benefited a lot.
In this way, he could indeed put some evil spirits on screen appropriately. If someone really doubted their identities, he could use talismans to exchange their identities with the Maoshan Sect, so as to avoid people doubting that Qi Wanlian and others were evil spirits.
"Have you paid attention to my movies recently?" Zhong Jiudao asked.
"Of course, this is the movie I edited! I went to tell my girlfriend about it, and she believed it at all. She said that Director Zhong Jiudao hired a high-end special effects team to make it. She made it sound so real, as if I had seen it with my own eyes. It was obviously done by me alone!" Zhong Hongyan said indignantly.
"Are you sure you did it by yourself?" Zhong Jiudao questioned.
After seeing the edited film, I felt that with Zhong Hongyan's ability alone, he could definitely do such a good job in post-production. At least there would be enough time. Zhong Hongyan could finish it even if he slept all the time.
"You figured it out. I asked a former editing master for help. Although I have enough time on my own," Zhong Hongyan smiled, "I also helped him do one thing. He is now reincarnated."
During the conversation, Zhong Jiudao was sure that Zhong Hongyan was interested in leaving home to make a living, and it seemed that he could persuade him to join his company.
"Cousin, I recently opened a film and television company and I'm in dire need of staff. I wonder if you are interested in coming? I will offer you a very high salary." Zhong Jiudao said.