At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

"But I don't have that much money in my hand anymore?" Li Zheng frowned in embarrassment.

His son's family of three has been living in the town, which cost him a lot of money.

He had been saving for so many years and using so much at once was even more uncomfortable than having his flesh cut out.

"You can just go back and talk to the villagers about it. Anyway, you are here to help everyone exorcise ghosts, not our family."

Li Zheng was finally convinced by Xiaowei, and he went door to door to collect a round of money.

The villagers who collected the money had all eaten a lot of chicken and duck meat in late summer. As soon as they heard that a Taoist priest could take her in, they gritted their teeth and handed over the money.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Get rid of this evil obstacle first, otherwise the family will not be able to support anything, and how can we live this life.

Xiaowei drank a bowl of sugar-watered eggs with the Taoist priest.

As soon as he finished drinking, he saw his father coming back.

Xiaowei's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Dad, have you collected enough money?"

There was a smile on Li Zheng's lips,

"That's enough. Spend these ten taels of silver freely."

Xiaowei narrowed his eyes with a smile, took the silver and stuffed it into his arms.

"I know, I know."

Li Zheng wanted to send them to the entrance of the village, but he was afraid that too many people would attract Xia Hua's attention.

He stood at the door tangledly and whispered,

"Xiaowei, take the immortal around the path and don't let Xia Hua see you."

If a Taoist priest is seen by a ghost, he might have to be on guard.

Xiaowei nodded perfunctorily and followed the Taoist priest in a hurry.

"Oh, isn't this brother Wei? He went to my father-in-law's house recently?"

Song Zonggui was going to Li Zheng's house to grab a chicken and stew it for Xia Hua to eat, but he met Li Zheng's son on the way.

Xiaowei glanced nervously at the Taoist priest next to him, raised his feet and stepped forward to block him.

"It's Zonggui. My wife refuses to come back, so I have to go and accompany them."

Song Zonggui gave Xiaowei an understanding look,

"It's rare for your daughter-in-law to return to her parents' home, so it would be nice to stay there for a while."

"Hey~~~Who is this person who looks very strange?" Song Zonggui turned his head and looked at the Taoist priest.

When he saw the whisk in the Taoist priest's hand, he was shocked and his face changed. "Is he a Taoist priest? A ghost hunter?"

"Zonggui, don't talk nonsense." Xiaowei begged him, "This is a relative of my father-in-law. He has been fond of the Taoist whisk since he was a child. He just plays with it casually and it is of no use."

After hearing this, Song Zonggui still didn't understand anything.

"Oh~~Fake Taoist priest?"

Song Zonggui hesitated. Xia Hua was strolling not far away. He could call people over with just a shout and deal with the Taoist priest in advance.

Recently, he has been following Xia Hua, not to mention the popular drinker, but he is also the one who shouts and drinks in the village, not to mention how impressive he is.

But if Song Laoer's ghost is not removed, his wife and children will not dare to return to the village.

"Yes, yes, it's fake." Xiaowei smiled awkwardly, pulled the Taoist priest's sleeve and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Song Zonggui sighed quietly after watching the person walk away.

"Song Laoer, this one looks like a fake Taoist priest at first glance. I didn't hide it on purpose."

Song Zonggui walked towards Zheng's house with vague thoughts.

Xiaowei took the Taoist priest and hurried towards the village entrance, praying in his heart that he would not meet Xia Hua.

As a result, she met Xia Hua just as she was approaching the entrance of the village.

"Miss, is the wind strong enough?"

Cuihua took a fan and tried hard to fan Xiahua.

"Hmm~" Xia Mo lay on the lounge chair under the shade of the tree, squinting his eyes and slightly hooking the corners of his lips, and hummed softly.

Cuihua bared her teeth and slapped her harder.

Song Wa had her hands on her hips, like a guard, and shot around with her eyes wide open.

"You!!!" After seeing the Taoist priest, Song Wa pointed at him and shouted,

"What about you? You're holding a white beard in your hand. Why are you in our village?"

The Taoist priest's mouth twitched as he looked at the strange scene in front of him.

Xiaowei frowned and stood in front of him, pointed at Song Wa and shouted,

"Damn you, you've grown up, why are you yelling so much?"

Song Wa glanced at Xiaowei and snorted contemptuously,

"Don't think that just because you are Li Zheng's son, you can act recklessly in front of the lady.

I didn’t see the young lady sleeping, so why not hurry up and get out of here. "

"Miss!?" Xiaowei glanced at him in surprise, "When did you become a slave?"

"You are the slave. You are so blind that you didn't see that I was a guard."

Song Wa pointed at Xiaowei angrily and spit.

The Taoist priest stared at Xia Hua on the recliner, frowning.

He pulled Xiaowei, who was still arguing,

"Who's that in the lounge chair?"

"Recliner!?" Xiaowei was stunned and turned to look at the recliner.

"Mom, she, she, she - why is she here?"

Xiaowei's tongue seemed to be knotted, and the hand pointing to the recliner was trembling.

Song Wa raised her neck, took two steps forward proudly, and patted Xiao Wei's hand.

"Who told you to point at the young lady? If you commit the next offense, I'll slap you fifty times."

When the Taoist heard this, he thought he was a young lady from a wealthy family, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"I'm sorry for disturbing your lady's rest."

Although he is not as capable as his master, he can still tell something about this lady's auspicious clouds.

This young lady must have been born rich or noble. If he could climb this mountain, there would be no need for him to sing a double act with a little upright son.

Xiaowei watched the Taoist priest's bowing movements and listened to the words coming out of his mouth like a thunderbolt from the blue.

He couldn't believe his ears, "Xian---Xianren, she is the one you said---the one~~"

Xiaowei glanced at Xia Hua nervously, leaned into the Taoist priest's ear and said with trembling lips,

"She is the woman in the village who was possessed by a ghost."

"What!?" The Taoist priest's pupils trembled.

Xiaowei pursed his white lips tightly and nodded vigorously.

Song Wa glanced at them and shouted very forcefully, "Stop mumbling here and get out of here."

"Crack~~~"

Cuihua angrily slapped Song Wa on the back, "You are sick for making such a loud noise."

Song Wa flattened her mouth in grievance, "They were the ones who spoke first."

Xia Mo opened his eyes, sat up from the recliner, and glanced at the Taoist priest coldly.

Ah!

An evil Taoist priest has no merit at all.

It seems that this guy only cares about money, and he has also done a lot of immoral things.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment when he saw Xia Mo's beautiful face.

When Xiaowei saw her opening her eyes and looking over, he was so frightened that it felt like a knife was stuck in his throat. He couldn't make a sound and his whole body was shrouded in fear.

What he saw in his eyes was not a beautiful face, but a lot of hungry ghosts.

The Taoist glanced at Xiao Wei, who was shaking into chaff beside him, shook his fly whisk, and pulled him away without saying a word.