Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

After the banquet that day, the relationship between Duan Yixiong and He Kaiqing heated up rapidly, and the parents of both parties were also happy to see the success, and there were signs that good things were coming.

I will not mention this for the time being, but it is said that Xia Jingsheng went to Baiyun temple alone to catch up with Taoist Xuanxu.

Xuanxu was dressed in a blue crane robe and a Nanhua scarf, which was a typical attire for people from other places.

Although he is called Taoist priest, his face is very young, and there is no trace of age.

"You seem to have lost a lot of energy." Xuanxu said with concern, "I heard that a few days ago, you encountered troubles in Guicheng, but now they have all been resolved?"

"It's all right now." Xia Jingsheng smiled, "Brother, why did you make a special trip to Jiangcheng to do something this time?"

The gate rules of Longhu Mountain are strict, and the purpose and location of celestial masters going out to do things must go through strict inspections.

Xuanxu hesitated for a while, and replied: "Actually, this time... Longhushan received a letter from the ghost messenger."

"Ghost messenger?!" Xia Jingsheng said in surprise.

"That's right, the letter said that when the ghost messengers seduced the souls in Jiangcheng, they found that the number of souls was low." Xuanxu looked serious.

Xia Jingsheng walked as a yin and yang, and the letter from the ghost messenger should have been delivered to him, but a while ago, the ghost messenger couldn't contact Xia Jingsheng.

The letter went around and around and was sent to Longhushan.

"The number of souls does not match..." Xia Jingsheng pondered.

Seducing souls is the task of ghost messengers. The book of life and death records people's birth, old age, sickness and death, and ghost messengers seduce souls according to the time recorded in the book.

The number of souls does not match the information in the book of life and death, this is a very serious matter.

After Longhushan received the letter, he immediately sent Taoist Xuanxu to lead a group of juniors to Jiangcheng to investigate.

"Brother, do you have a clue?" Xia Jingsheng refilled tea for Xuanxu.

"The information in the book of life and death cannot be wrong, and the number of souls is not right. It is very likely that someone has tampered with it." Xuanxu looked at the clear tea soup and said cautiously, "I have a guess..."

It turned out that there was a disciple in the collateral branch of Longhu Mountain, and the Taoist name was false.

That Pingxu Taoist is extremely talented, but he is unruly by nature, disregarding the laws and regulations of the Taoism, and repeatedly breaking the precepts.

The teacher cherishes talents and treats him with kindness in every possible way, but unexpectedly it fueled his arrogance.

Longhushan will receive help from the suffering master every month, and it is necessary to send a doorman to check.

Once, Taoist Pingxu received a request from a rich family for help, but when he came to the door, he fell in love with the maid of the master's family.

The sufferer said that he was disturbed by nightmares every day, worried and depressed, and became thinner day by day.

This was originally a matter that could be solved with a pure heart mantra, but Taoist Pingxu had a twisted mind.

Not only did he fail to solve the problem for the suffering master, but he used Taoism to further confuse the master's mind.

As a result, the owner has hallucinations and panic all day long.

The master asked for help from the falsehood, and made false statements based on falsehoods, pushing the root cause of everything to the beautiful maidservant.

The master believed it to be true, and immediately moved to send the maid away.

It is also said that it is not enough to just send the maid away, the maid needs to be transferred, no matter how much the buyer bids, the master is not allowed to counter the price.Only in this way can the disturbing nightmare be sent away.

The master believed it to be true, so he sold the maid at a low price according to what he said.

Afterwards, the master took the talisman water made by Xu, and the nightmare was no longer as expected.

The rich man in a good mood gave him a lot of money as a reward, and he took it all.

But the rich don't know that all this is just a trick.

First put the crime on the maid for nothing, then coax the wealthy family to sell the maid at a low price, and finally, entrust someone to act as a buyer, and then take the maid as their own logically.

This behavior violated the precepts of Longhu Mountain. After the teacher knew the truth, he could no longer tolerate such impure people, so he expelled him from Longhu Mountain.

After being expelled from the teacher's school, he acted without scruples and caused many troubles.

"Zhuzi is hateful!" Xuanxu seldom shows such obvious likes and dislikes towards people, it can be seen that he loathes him to the core.

"His intentions are not pure, he never puts the soul in his eyes, but he wants to use the power of the soul to do selfish things." After Xuanxu finished speaking, Xia Jingsheng understood.

Taoism pays attention to pure cultivation and meditation, and is in awe of ghosts and gods, but Pingxu is obviously a different kind.

In his eyes, all ghosts are tools that can be used to achieve their own goals through driving ghosts.

It is indeed outrageous.

"Senior Brother, do you think this matter was done by falsehood?" Xia Jingsheng asked.

"I'm not completely sure yet, but Jiangcheng Daoism is prosperous, and I also found out that Pingxu used to haunt Jiangcheng. The whole thing is very similar to his handwriting." Xuanxu replied.

Xia Jingsheng realized that Daoist Xuanxu wanted to take advantage of the ritual to recall the soul, to see if he could find out the whereabouts of the lost soul.

"I'm afraid I can't complete this matter with my own strength, and I need the assistance of my junior brother." This is the reason why Taoist Xuanxu made a special trip to meet Xia Jingsheng before the ceremony.

Xia Jingsheng complied, and immediately began to prepare.

The scale of Longhushan rituals is grand, the scene is solemn, and there are yin and yang events.

The yang event is praying for the living, and the yin event is the extradition of the dead.

On the day of the opening of the altar, the Baiyun Temple was bustling with people, full of vigor and vitality.

But for some reason, Xia Jingsheng looked at the colorful incense table, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Taoist Priest Xuanxu, as the chief priest, dressed in a solemn Taoist robe, strode up to the altar and lit the incense candles on the table.

Then, place the tablet of the deceased.

Seeing the tablets being placed, Xia Jingsheng's hanging heart gradually let go.

He closed his eyes and began to chant the table text.

After a while, there was a rustling sound in my ears.

There was a sudden gust of wind blowing all around, mixed with sand and stones, hitting Xia Jingsheng's face.

The rough sand and stones drew a thin line on Xia Jingsheng's side face, and Xia Jingsheng opened his eyes suddenly.

One of the three incense candles on the incense table had been extinguished at some point, and the mysterious surface on the altar was like golden paper, and the breath was not smooth.

Xia Jingsheng was in a bad mood, and calmly directed the bewildered disciples of Longhu Mountain: "Raise the banner immediately."

"But..." a disciple hesitated, "I haven't fetched water yet."

According to the procedure of the ceremonies, the clean water should be obtained first with a bronze mirror, and then the filthy flags should be swung.According to what Xia Jingsheng said, the order would be messed up.

"Needless." Xia Jingsheng said coldly, "If you want to follow the procedure, the life of the chief priest will be lost."

Xia Jingsheng looked at the long pole, and said with a hammer, "Today, when the flag is raised, people live, but when the flag falls, people die!"

The disciples were shocked, and hurriedly went to support the flagpole.

But the flag pole seemed to be filled with lead, so many people went to help it, but they couldn't lift the flag pole up.

"No, this pole is too heavy." The disciples looked at Xia Jingsheng helplessly.

"Get out of the way." Xia Jingsheng stepped forward, holding the flag pole with both hands, closed his eyes, and concentrated his energy.

Within his consciousness, Xia Jingsheng saw a man who was wet all over.

The man was wearing an indigo Fu jacket and walking with disheveled hair.

"I heard...you are looking for me?" The man's voice had a rough texture like sand and stone.

"You...can't find me." He raised his head abruptly as he spoke.

The face was bloody and bloody, only a pair of intact eyes were staring at Xia Jingsheng sullenly.

Xia Jingsheng was shocked, he wanted to ask questions, but his chest felt like a big stone was blocked, and he couldn't make a sound.

The man's soul was wrapped in enormous power, breaking into Xia Jingsheng's consciousness with a destructive force, walking left and right in the darkness.

Xia Jingsheng only felt that the figure was moving from left to right, making people dazzled.

"I want to live! I want to live!" the man shouted, his voice was full of indescribable destructive power, pulling the string in Xia Jingsheng's mind.

"No one can be my stumbling block." After leaving this last sentence, the man disappeared into Xia Jingsheng's consciousness.

Xia Jingsheng suddenly woke up, his body was shaking.The flag pole was broken in two in his hands.

A group of Longhushan disciples stared dumbfounded, not daring to step forward.

Xia Jingsheng turned his head to look at Xuanxu, only to see that Xuanxu seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Xia Jingsheng hurried up to the altar, held Xuanxu by his arm, frowned and said: "Senior brother!"

Daoist Xuanxu took out the towel from his arms, covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

Xia Jingsheng's sharp eyes saw the foam on the scarf's face.

"You're hurt." Xia Jingsheng said in a gloomy tone.

He joined hands with Xuanxu, but they couldn't open the altar smoothly, which only shows that the situation is very difficult.

Xuan Xu tried his best to raise his hand, pointing to a spiritual tablet on the table: "He has been here."

Xia Jingsheng looked up, and saw that one of the spirit cards was broken into pieces.

Putting the tablets together, it was the lost ghost in the book of life and death.

Before opening the altar, Xuanxu purposely mixed this spirit card into a pile of spirit cards, originally thinking that he would save all the ghosts without anyone noticing.

Unexpectedly, it failed after all.

Xia Jingsheng carefully discerned the words on it.

"Qin Zhaozhi?" Xia Jingsheng silently read the name on the tablet.

Xuanxu nodded weakly: "This person is a student of Jiangcheng University. He has ordinary appearance, ordinary relationships, and average grades. He is unremarkable among the crowd. He fell into the water a few days ago and drowned. Logically speaking, such a ghost should not be so powerful. The power is right."

In order to solve this incident as soon as possible, Xuanxu had already investigated Qin Zhaozhi's family background and life clearly. The deeper the investigation, the more confused he became.

Xia Jingsheng thought of the man's sinister eyes and the few words he said.

Keenly grasped a key point.

"Qin Zhaozhi really wants to live," Xia Jingsheng said.

Xuan Xu shook his head and said: "It doesn't make sense, there are many ghosts who want to live, but there is no one like him. What's more, he made a mistake, not committed suicide, and doesn't need to find a substitute."

Xia Jingsheng pondered for a while, then said softly, "What if... he wants to be resurrected?"

There are always such ghosts who are reluctant to part with everything they had before they were alive and want to be resurrected.

But the resurrection of ghosts is an act against the sky, not to mention whether it can be realized, just performing the spell is already breaking the rules.

Therefore, the orthodox Feng Shui masters would not take on this kind of work that damages yin and morality.

"Others won't pick it up, so he doesn't have to." Xuanxu gasped.

Xia Jingsheng was startled, but immediately understood.

The "he" in Xuanxu's mouth refers to the demon Taoist who was expelled from Longhu Mountain - Taoist Pingxu.