Daoist has facial paralysis

Yuedao City Center Business District

A newly built Tianzhi Building, not long after the ribbon-cutting, two commercial spaces were rented out, and the workers who went in for renovation rumored that there were unclean things in the building.

The boss of the developer didn't believe in evil at first, so he stayed on the [-]th floor which was rumored to be haunted for one night, and fell ill the next day.

It took a month to find some standing members of the Chinese Metaphysics Committee, some Fengshui masters from the Fengshui Hall of Fame, and some other great immortals and demigods. There are still strange things happening on the nineteenth floor of the building, and there is no way to settle in anyone. merchant.

The boss searched and searched, and finally found a well-known Taoist leader through his network.

Looking at the other party, although he was not very old, but he looked quite solid with a fairy-like appearance. This Mr. Liu seemed to trust the Southwest Taoist priest extraordinarily, and directly spent a lot of money to invite someone to come and have a look.

After looking through it, the Taoist chief looked at the dense green plants and the lonely building around him, and he probably knew that there was a problem with the geomantic omen of this building, and that it violated the taboo of solitary yin, and there must be ghosts living in it.

"Yi Bei, let's go, let's go upstairs and have a look." Dongxinan wanted to go upstairs, but the boss next to him was a little hesitant, "Daoist, I... Let me be honest, not only at night, but also in broad daylight on the nineteenth floor. Something's wrong, even the security guards don't dare to stay there...I really dare not go up..."

Zhou Yibei looked at Mr. Liu, and always felt that something was wrong, as if the assistant following him was like a wooden man.

"Then Mr. Liu, please find a place to drink some tea. Xiaodao will go in and have a look." Daoist Southwest waved his hand, as if he didn't care much about these trivial matters.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, master," President Liu nodded and the assistant next to him breathed a sigh of relief.

The Daoist and the other two walked towards the building. As soon as they entered the door, they felt a rush of cold air. Zhou Yibei took a look at the lobby. There were three elevator doors on the opposite wall, and two huge stone lions were placed on both sides... The feng shui inside and outside of this building is not very good. The stone lions are placed inside the door, and the hostility is reprimanded, and the evil looks are only born.

The Southwest Daoist didn't hold back, he chose the elevator in the middle and walked in, and the little nephew followed closely behind.

After pressing the floor, a blood-red number appeared on the monitor. It was originally a hot day in the [-]s above zero outside, but after the elevator started to move, there was a sudden cold air, which instantly made people feel uncomfortable. The soles of the feet are cold to the back of the heart.

The little nephew in a white shirt frowned slightly, clenched the briefcase in his hand, put one hand on his shoulder, and pulled him into a warm embrace.

Zhou Yibei couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought of his gaffe a few days ago... What's more serious is that since he was made up for his genital deficiency, his "energy" has been particularly abundant.

Coupled with the fact that there is no suppression of yang deficiency, the eyesight is too good, and you can see the rise and fall of his uncle's chest when he breathes, the trembling of his hair when he walks, and when he talks... It's almost a foul if his lips move together The slow-motion seduction... He didn't dare to talk to the Taoist leader, and it was the above problems that made Comrade Zhou look like he was losing his temper.

If the uncle finds out that I have such thoughts, will he be angry?Zhou Xiaodao lowered his head and looked at his trousers... The old rule is to stick to the bottom, and there must be no undue reaction... The contact behind his back became a little hot, Zhou Yibei took a nervous breath, and pushed Southwest away. Daoist, said righteously: "Master, I'm not cold."

"Ding..." The elevator door just opened, and the faint singing sound came in from the corridor...

"The blue silk is like a waterfall, the blue silk is like a waterfall, and you are intoxicated... The red crisp hand strokes the earlobe, the thirteen touches, the jade back is moist, the jade back is moist and holds the heart, the fourteen touches, the collarbone is easy to break, the collarbone is easy to break... "The singing is intermittent, the rhyme is lingering, and the bones are ecstatic.

Zhou Yibei breathed a sigh of relief... What was he singing...Eighteen Touches?

"This little thing is quite interesting," the Taoist priest suddenly smiled, and pressed his nephew's head, "Go and see it."

"Uncle," Zhou Xiaodao grabbed the Taoist back, "I...I want to go to the toilet..."

The Taoist priest frowned slightly, "You want uncle to accompany you?"

Zhou Yibei didn't say a word, he found the bathroom and got in as if he was running away from the Taoist priest.

"..." Comrade Zhou recited the heart-purifying mantra several times in the cubicle, and the dragon corpse, which had just woken up, blinked its eyes, "Are you reacting again? Little yellow man?"

Zhou Yibei flushed, "...No."

"Why don't you admit it this time? Wait a minute... let me see," the dragon corpse let go of his tail and fell from his wrist. It grew a lot bigger and spit out a piece of silk covered with small bloody characters. A few days ago, I saw something similar to the mantra on this cloud Gu..." The characters in the ancient books are all oracle bone inscriptions, and during this time, the dragon corpse was responsible for the translation, and Comrade Zhou was responsible for understanding.

"I found it," Dragon Corpse shouted excitedly after searching for a while, pointing to a few rows of small characters, but when he raised his head... Comrade Xiao Zhou had already solved the physical problem manually.

Long Shi sighed and shook his head and stuffed the ancient book back into his stomach, "You are hurting yourself like this."

Zhou Yibei leaned against the wall with half-opened eyes, cleaning up the things in his hands.

"Hehehehe..." Weird laughter sounded from all around, neither male nor female, seductive and weird.

"Come on..." Zhou Yibei opened the door, and a scantily clad woman sat on the washbasin and made a pose for him.

"Nie Yi," said Zhou Xiaodao with disgust in his eyes, and raised his hand to cast a Gu talisman. The woman was startled, and turned into a pitiful, disheveled young man in an instant, "Do you like it?"

Zhou Yibei didn't mean to pause, as soon as the Gu Talisman was struck out, the dirty face changed drastically and disappeared into the air.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you don't appreciate this ghost's kindness to you? Are you going to be Fahai?" The dragon corpse shrank and returned to his hand.

The light in the bathroom suddenly went out with a snap, the building with few windows suddenly became much darker in broad daylight, and the elevator could no longer work.

Zhou Yibei frowned, and heard that thing laughing and singing a little porn outside again, the voice was not the same... There seems to be more than one ghost here.

"Daozhang...you smell so sweet...giggle..." The woman's delicate smile echoed in the corridor.

The head of the Southwest Road made fun of him familiarly: "Is this how you bribed the previous few people who came to arrest you?"

"That Taoist...do you like me?" The beauty transformed from filth looked at Dongxinan with a pair of watery eyes, seemingly pure and innocent, but her hands hugged her waist to show off her plump breasts.

"Don't get close to him," the cold voice pierced over, the beauty turned around and saw the Gu Talisman that had hit her, smiled strangely, and disappeared and ran away.

Zhou Yibei walked up to his uncle with a dark face, seeing the smile on the face of the Southwest Taoist priest, he felt a pang in his heart, "Uncle..."

"Have you been to the bathroom?" Daoist Southwest held his head and rubbed it, "It's really time for the switch to trip, please help Master Master lead the way...it's too dark here."

Can't see?Zhou Yibei frowned while heaving a sigh of relief, the uncle's night blindness seemed to be getting worse.With a little red heart of caring for his uncle, he held his uncle's hand tightly.

The dragon corpse opened his eyes, saw the gratified and satisfied smile on the Taoist priest's face, and his eyelids twitched... Don't blow it up, let's put Zhou Yibei here, Mr. Dong seems to be really easy to support, the Taoist priest treats his nephew This attitude is as good as anyone else.