When I left, it was the end of the year, and every household was filled with joy. No matter whether the past year was rough or miserable, the future is always full of hope. If you have hope, you are entitled to happiness.

Now that I'm back, it's already early summer, it's not too hot, and the mountains are full of green and vibrant.

The comparison between the two gives people a strong sense of right and wrong.

As a Taoist priest who respects tradition, my master was very upset about the fact that the incense offering in the temple had been cut off for several months, so he could not avoid placing the Zhenwu flag, which entrusted the souls of the ancestors, on the incense table. He asked me to take the lead with Brother Yaozi, Lao Bai and the others.

He knelt down in a row and faced the Zhenwu flag to confess his sins. He also explained how many things he had done during this trip and how many monsters and ghosts he had killed, as if he was trying to defend himself.

Wushuang entered here for the first time, blinking his bright eyes, and fixedly looked at Taoist Sanqing on the altar. The Taoist's face was expressionless, and he seemed to have thousands of words to say. That kind of gaze made Wushuang's heart tremble.

Trembling, this wild child who had been hidden in the mountains since childhood knew how to write the word "destination" for the first time, so after staring for a moment, he kowtowed seriously with tears in his eyes, and his head banged "bang bang"

There was a loud noise, and Lao Bai grinned at the sight of Lao Bai, who was secretly picking his nose. Apparently he couldn't figure out why this silly boy was so crazy about self-torture for no reason.

Shunzi wandered around the yard, fumbled for three sticks of incense from somewhere, bowed again and again to the square incense cauldron in the temple, and murmured his father's name in his mouth, as if he was

He prayed for his father, and finally put the incense into the incense cauldron shiveringly. As a result, he did it improperly and the incense burned his clothes. All his thoughts disappeared immediately. He sat on the steps and sighed as he looked at the holes in his clothes.

After all, this is a life and death journey. Although I don’t like Hai Gang, I still like this fool.

After resting for a while, Zhang Xinya showed a rare act of generosity and took Shunzi down the mountain to have a big meal. Seeing that he was very shy, he gave the boy our remaining cash as travel expenses, and eagerly sent him to the place.

Got the train.

The days seemed to be back on track again.

My master arranged a lot of homework for me. There are countless talismans in Taoism, and each type of talisman is by no means redundant. Each has its own use. He gave me a copy of "Shangqing Xuanfu" and asked me to study it every day.

He practiced making talismans, and then he ducked into the house and began to retreat again.

I know that Prince Water's matter still put too much pressure on him. The experience of this trip has clearly told us that Banbu Tianshi is an existence that makes people look up to him in the Xuanmen industry, but Taoism

One foot higher, one foot higher than the devil. The enemies we have to face are different. The half-step Heavenly Master also seems dejected. My master undoubtedly wants to go further, so he retreats in such a hurry.

With him as an example, I dare not slack off and practice very diligently.

As the saying goes, the poor are poor in literature and rich in military. A qualified warrior is built with countless money, and a qualified practitioner is almost the same. It costs a lot of money. The yellow paper, cinnabar and other materials my master saved are used in the future.

Visible speed consumption to the naked eye...

I kept practicing every day, and my understanding of the power of Xuanwei level became more and more profound. The two earth spirit beads were beating in my abdomen all day long. Gradually, I realized that I had some influence on them.

I had some control over it, and a huge amount of spiritual power was sealed on the talismans through the ink pen in my hand. Every night I was exhausted, had a splitting headache, and overdraft was not much more comfortable than the extreme consumption of physical strength.

Wushuang wanted to build a tomb for Old Man Li, but Old Man Li had no possessions and left nothing to Wushuang except the ferryman's symbol of soul calling flag.

It’s fine that there are no corpses in the cenotaph, but there must be one or two things of the deceased, right?

Anxious Wushuang lurked into my room again and again, with a sly look on his face. As soon as I saw him, I couldn't hold back his idea. He looked like a thief even if he didn't steal anything, so I kept an eye out. Sure enough, I saw him sneaking around on tiptoe after a while.

He got in and tried to steal the ancient painting left by his young mother. This painting had been with the crooked old man for a long time, and it was considered a personal item. It was very suitable for erecting a tomb.

I got angry and took on the posture of a closed disciple. I chased Wu Shuang and almost kicked his butt to pieces. Finally, I grabbed him by the collar and warned him fiercely that my mother-in-law saved my life and I owed her a share.

Love, hearing about the reincarnation of her remnant soul finally gave me the possibility of repaying it. This painting is her hope. If you dare to think of this painting again, you will be paralyzed and unable to take care of yourself!

Wushuang was depressed. He tossed and turned at night. Perhaps he thought of Old Man Li again, so he hugged the pillow that Old Li had rested on and rubbed his face back and forth. The stench almost killed him. When he opened the pillow, he saw a pair of

Stiff torn socks.

Wushuang was overjoyed. The pair of torn socks belonged to Mr. Li. The day before our departure, Mr. Li found that his socks were torn, so he hid them under his pillow and secretly ran away wearing Wushuang's socks, so that Wushuang couldn't stand the whole journey.

They were barefoot. When they arrived at Quanzhou Port, Zhang Xinya couldn't stand it any longer, so she paid for a pair.

Now I finally found a personal item. Wushuang came to me in a hurry and threw the smelly socks in front of me. I felt bad all over. I have never seen anyone whose socks can be worn with sour and spicy taste.

So he asked Wushuang with a dark face, "Why don't you go and wash yourself?"

Wushuang said that it was best this way. The tomb would be his if it smelled like him. Otherwise, who knows which Sangmen star would live in it.

I've long been optimistic about the location of the tomb. It's right next to a hill behind the Zhenwu Temple. The locals call that hill Fei'e Mountain because the whole mountain is as powerful as a flying goose. The location of the cemetery

It is just east of Fei'e Mountain, slightly north of the vein, surrounded by a forest of flowers. The momentum is strong, and the holes are very beautiful. Judging from the location, it is right behind Fei's butt, so the cemetery can be called

If the goose's butt point can lay golden eggs, it will definitely bring good fortune.

Brother Yaozi cut wood in the back mountain and processed a coffin in the coffin shop. It was not exquisite, but it was not bad. He put Old Man Li's smelly socks in the coffin, chose a good and auspicious day, and buried it like this.

That day was cloudy and rainy, and my master came out of seclusion to see us off. Several people stood on the grave and were soaked in water. I couldn't help but think of the scene when Old Man Li rushed out to lure away the Living Corpse King.

My heart is filled with sadness.

Maybe it was because the rabbit died and the fox was sad, Lao Bai suddenly said, no one can escape this knife in the rivers and lakes. Since this is a geomantic treasure land, if one day I accidentally become glorious, then I can bury myself here.

I said, after I die, I will be here, and we will be companions in the underworld. It is not a waste of time for us to be brothers in this life.

A ridiculous agreement was made. Zhang Xinya brought two bottles of high-quality Erguotou, and several people got drunk.

Unable to bear Wushuang's pleading, on the day after the tomb was erected, I wrote a memorial inscription with a red pen, lit two candles on the tomb, burned the memorial inscription, and asked about Old Man Li's soul. This is considered grammar.

It's possible to do something tough, but it can easily lead to trouble. I think it's better to follow the procedure honestly.

If the memorial text is burned, if there is a response from below, there will naturally be some shady answer.

However, there was no response!

Wushuang became stubborn and asked if the people below looked down on them as ferrymen. If they couldn't do it, they would force them!

As soon as he stood up, one of the bright candles was cut off with a click, and the flame was extinguished.

I suddenly became pale.

This is also Yinsi's response.

Two candles extinguished means that the person has committed a heinous crime and is being tortured below, so any plea for mercy is useless.

A candle is extinguished and cut off at the waist... this is... no one is underneath!!!

In other words...the soul is gone?

Wushuang turned around and asked me: "Brother Jingzhe, what does this mean?"

I laughed, trying to be as natural as possible, and said softly: "That's good news, Old Man Li...may not be dead!!"

In that case, if the Living Corpse King catches up with him, how can he not die?

I sighed inwardly, feeling that Old Man Li must have lost his mind.

However, what I said made Wushuang happy.

I don't know what he was thinking in his heart, but the tomb was erected, which put an end to his worries. From then on, he never mentioned Old Man Li again.

Tianmeng has been quiet recently. Qingzhu parted ways with us after he sent us to the shore. He didn't arrange any tasks or say anything else.

They have no tasks and we have no income.

After going back and forth for a while, we were already at the end of our rope.

Everyone is obviously capable, but they are actually on the verge of starving to death.

Poverty-stricken, rich people have a conscience, and people are afraid of poverty. Brother Yaozi showed a fierce look in his eyes and asked if he wanted to find a grave to dump some things.

I glanced at my master and said nothing. Brother Yaozi put out the fire. My master didn't object to going to the grave, but my master didn't like the way the local masters did it. If you do this kind of thing, you will easily be kicked out of the family. It's better not to cause trouble.

Sin is good.

So, the coffin shop at the foot of the mountain opened again.

My master asked me to go out into the world to deal with the filth that entangles ordinary people. This is a good way. I obey my master's will and can also solve urgent needs. Even if I get money, good deeds turn into using people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

, it doesn’t fit in with my master’s character, but we can’t just let the Buddha form a good relationship and not let the Taoist earn money to eat, right?

According to Qingzhu's estimation, our place should be the hardest hit area by the dirty things in the Yinren Inn, and there will be no shortage of things.

After the coffin shop opened, we did receive some things one after another, but the results were different from what we imagined...

An old man who was well-dressed and looked quite educated always felt a chill on the back of his neck every night. Occasionally, he looked back and saw a few children running around in the house. A few of us went down the mountain to his house, but we didn't find anything.

He looked like someone was causing trouble, but instead he found that the old man had many photos of little girls on his cell phone. Judging from the angle, they were clearly taken secretly!!

That's right, this old man is a pervert and a pedophile!

In the final analysis, it was just a flash of repentance that caused him to hallucinate. After repenting, he still followed and secretly photographed him the next day.

Zhang Xinya said, if this kind of people are not killed, sooner or later one of their children will suffer.

Brother Yaozi also said that if it really can't be done, just kill him with a knife in the wild.

I thought about it and felt that we are not knights. It is not appropriate to do this. It is not a good experience to end other people's lives. After thinking hard for a long time, I came up with a more suitable plan. I told the old man seriously that there is indeed a kid around.

You, one hundred thousand yuan, help you solve it.

The old man didn't believe me, so that night I poured eel's blood on his door, wrote down the evil talisman, and attracted the evil spirits to come in. Then I showed up and rescued him in a panic.

The old pervert was in admiration for me. After I performed a great dance for him, I said that the kid had been killed. Taking advantage of the old pervert's peace of mind, I reached for the money, turned around and went out, and immediately called the police...

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These days, all the things I have received are like this!!

There is a widowed sister-in-law who sleeps with her and thinks that her brother is here to seek his life. She hopes that we will beat the soul out of her brother. The coal boss who went to open a coal mine and killed people and relied on the evil forces to suppress him hopes that we will kill the evil spirits who are pestering him.

By the way, I will arrange a fortune for the Five Ghosts to make him glorious again...
To be continued...