Taoist Master Linghe felt a sense of anger. In Taiping County, although he was not as respected as his senior brother Jiu Shude, he also had a reputation. Now he was made difficult by Mr. Zhao repeatedly and was questioned to exorcise evil spirits and killed people.

This is absolutely unbearable!

If you spread it, the signs will be smashed.

He saw that Ren Zhong would lift the body, and if he didn't cremate it in time, no one could stop it. Betting with Mr. Zhao was an opportunity to make a name clear.

As for Tang Ye, Tang Ye originally wanted to ask Ren Chong for some information in person, but when he woke up, he was gone and the clues were cut off.

The Ren family and Zhao family didn't believe that Ren Zhong had tickled the body, and he would not be anxious. He also wanted to see it with his own eyes and have a long experience.

Sitting next to the master, he asked, "That priest is also a practitioner of Taoism?"

Taoist Master Linghe sneered: "What kind of people who practice Taoism are just foreign foreign devils who raise funds, build churches, and preach in the county town, but our Chinese people don't believe in this."

Tang Ye touched his chin: "But Mr. Zhao seems to believe it."

"So he's a fake foreigner."

Taoist Master Linghe was quite dissatisfied with Mr. Zhao: "I should have studied the advanced technology and culture when I went abroad. He was fine. He just wanted to get involved in the prestige of foreigners, and when he came back, he also wanted to deny the things passed down by his ancestors. He kept silent, all foreigners were good, and even his farts were fragrant."

Tang Ye thought about the situation when he met Mr. Zhao that day, and that was indeed the case.

Taoist Master Linghe said again: "Now, foreigners are very popular and superior. So this priest came to the county, Zhao family, Ren family and other clans and treated them very politely. There is no way, foreign monks are good at chanting scriptures. The key point is not the monk, but the word "foreign".

Tang Ye deeply understood this in the previous world: A foreigner has his own power, but he did not expect that this world still has such a trend.

It's relatively better, at least there is no concession.

It’s just another way to invade, the church faith!

The Taoist became more and more annoyed: "I also heard that they raised a lot of money to build a cathedral and chose the place. I have seen the Feng Shui there, and it is very evil. If the building is built there, there will be blood disasters and will cause harm to the people of the county town."

As he spoke, he showed his true nature as a "charlatan".

Tang Ye said: "Since that's the case, why not stop it?"

Taoist Master Linghe shrugged: "How to stop it? Master Zhao's master and Master Ren Fa were persuaded by the priest and even paid money and worked..."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice: "Even Mr. Ren San, who was lying in the coffin, has many business deals through foreigners."

Tang Ye understood that in this Taiping County, these big families were like local emperors, and they had the final say in many things and controlled them at will.

And Jiu Shu and others are strange people and practitioners, and are obviously not willing to intervene in ordinary affairs.

It is difficult to interfere too much.

In this Dharma-Ending Age, the level of magic they mastered was obviously not capable of fighting against guns and cannons. As for using some tricks, they were not tolerated by orthodox and would not harm others.

After waiting for about half an hour, Mr. Zhao came back, but did not invite the priest. He held a porcelain bottle in his hand:

"This is the holy water given by Father Cage, which can purify all corpses and undead!"

He walked to the side of the coffin: "I want to use this holy water to sprinkle it on Uncle Ren's body. In this way, no matter what the situation is, Uncle Ren will not become a zombie."

Turning his head to Ren Tingting, "Cousin, you don't object."

Ren Tingting thought for a while: "Please sprinkle holy water with my cousin."

She studied in a big city and had some contact, so she naturally knew the meaning of the holy water. Moreover, she just sprinkled some water and would not cause any damage to her father's body. It is absolutely impossible.

Mr. Zhao immediately turned the porcelain bottle upside down with a solemn expression and sprinkled holy water on Ren Zhong's body according to the church ceremony.

Tang Ye looked at it and couldn't help but say, "It's pretty."

Taoist Master Linghe sneered: "What a shit holy water? As far as I say, it's better to sprinkle a soak of boy's urine, which may be more effective."

This was said a little louder, and everyone heard it. Ren Tingting's face turned red and seemed to be annoyed.

Peeing on the body was very disrespectful, and she could not have a good face.

Mr. Zhao shouted angrily: "Stinky Taoist, what do you mean?"

Taoist Linghe didn't think there was anything wrong with boy urine. The quality boy urine, such as those produced by Tang Ye, had the effect of restraining evil spirits: "Don't blame me for not saying that if the corpse changes tonight, Ren Sanye wants to drink blood. First, he will find someone with blood relationship. The first choice is of course Miss Ren. If it is not enough, he will continue to look for other people."

The Zhao family and Ren family have been married for several generations, and are related to relatives. Mr. Zhao and Ren Tingting are cousins. If nothing unexpected happens, these two people will probably get married.

Mr. Zhao put his hands on his hips and said, "You are scared? I am so scared. I won't change my corpse tonight. You guys who are cheating will all be put in prison, and you will feel good."

Taoist Master Linghe did not have a quarrel with him: "I was woken up by you early in the morning, I was sleepy and wanted to go to bed."

"Okay, no problem."

Mr. Zhao promised to be ready and arranged a room for Linghe and Tang Ye. There was a security team guarding the door with guns. Lunch and dinner were also brought to the two of them for food and drink.

Time flies, night falls and it gets dark.

Taoist Master Linghe was taken to the mourning hall, and the mourning people had dispersed, leaving a single Ren Tingting to watch, while Captain Awei stayed in the side hall next door with more than a dozen security team members.

Mr. Zhao said: "My uncle has a new mourning and he has to find someone to do rituals at all times. It's just right for you to be a master and apprentice, so let's do it here."

Taoist Master Linghe raised two fingers: "One night ritual, two oceans."

Mr. Zhao agreed, "Okay...huh, but if there is no corpse tonight, I will take someone to scout your house."

Taoist Master Linghe glanced at Ren Zhong's body in the coffin. His originally blue and white face had been covered by a layer of black gas, especially his eyes and sockets were black: "Master Ren San will not change his body, I will ask you to search the house."

After a pause, he said, "If you do rituals, you need magic tools. I want my apprentice to go back and get it."

Mr. Zhao nodded and agreed, thinking in his heart that the other party must have asked Tang Ye to go out for information and find Uncle Jiu.

Mr. Zhao heard a lot about Uncle Jiu’s name, but he also disagreed. He was all the tricks of cheating gods and ghosts, and he didn’t have much real skills. It happened to be the first time he came, and he was in a slap.

Tang Ye returned to the house, took the peach wood sword robe and other things, went straight back to Ren Mansion, and handed it over to Taoist Linghe.

The Taoist has finished his dress and started to practice.

The method of ritual practice is the basic skill of Taoist priests. When Taoist Linghe master plays it, he is very scheming and has a very stylish look.

After collecting two oceans, the scene needs to be done, but Tang Ye didn't understand and dragged him down.

After the ritual was finished, it was already late at night.

Mr. Zhao couldn't stay in the mourning hall, so he ran to play cards with Awei and the others. At this time, he ran over and said, "What? It's time for me, where is the corpse transforming?"

Taoist Master Linghe looked bad: "It makes no sense..."

Tang Ye said: Master is still as unreliable as it is...

Mr. Zhao jumped up and said, "What's wrong? It's clear that you are just talking nonsense and talking nonsense. The person who comes locked them up."

Four security team members rushed in immediately.

Ren Tingting hurriedly said, "Cousin, don't mess around in the mourning hall and break things."

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, cousin, I will politely 'invited' them out."

Tang Ye suddenly "shush": "Yun, listen?"

Everyone was stunned, subconsciously calmed down, and heard a slight sound:

Crack!

It's like a mouse's claws scratching the wooden board.

board?

Several people looked at the beautiful coffin placed in the hall at the same time.

Crack creak...
Chapter completed!