Director Ma meets a ghost

The stone road going down the mountain was washed away by the torrential rain that never happened in ten years. Director Wang and others had to stay in the temple and wait temporarily. There was no signal on the mountain, and life was boring. The few people were extremely bored.

The vegetables grown in the temple and the captive livestock cannot be eaten. Director Ma looked at the millet porridge and big pickles in front of him, feeling very irritable in his mouth.In two days, it will be the day of the internal investigation of the Animal Husbandry Bureau. As a bureau chief, he doesn't go to work and doesn't answer the phone.

Director Wang comforted, "Do you think the people from the Disciplinary Inspection Commission are here? I didn't go back. How did they inspect?"

Director Ma said with a bitter face, "You shouldn't have come with me, your wife must be in a hurry these few days."

"Hehe," Wang Jianling looked at the gloomy sky outside the window with a smile, "Old Ma, I think the life on this mountain is pretty good, it's quiet, and it would be even better if it doesn't rain."

Nonsense, there are not many people alive on the whole mountain, can you not be quiet?

Xiao Chen bit his chopsticks, "Hey, Director, you said that the monster ran out, will he take revenge? Then don't let the blood flow into rivers, it's the end of the world or something"

"Hmph, if others don't understand, don't we know? Of course, the government won't let this kind of thing make a big fuss."

After several people had breakfast without interest, Director Ma braved the heavy rain and went to Baiyun Palace to look for Li Chenfeng.There was no one queuing outside the hall, and Director Ma entered smoothly.I saw Li Chenfeng lying on the table alone, drawing something, and the person named Shu'er beside him went somewhere.

"Master Dao, good morning."

"Oh, why are you here again?" Li Chenfeng became impatient when he saw him. "That friend of yours may have gone to reincarnation, it's useless for you to pester the poor!"

Director Ma smiled and came to the table, "No, I just want to ask, can you beat that monster?"

"This…"

"Look, it was sealed by your ancestors, and now their elders have long been buried in the ground. If it wants to come and take revenge, wouldn't it be on your head? Daoist, I am worried about you!"

"Hey, this monster is from Cuiyun Peak, and it is said that Shangqing Temple is also responsible. No matter what, Pindao can only try now."

"Oh how to try"

Li Dao gave him a long white look, "You don't understand even if you tell me."

……

"By the way, you said it has been sealed all the time, why did it come out suddenly?"

Li Daochang sighed, "I'm afraid it's been a long time, the formation has been exhausted, and a ray of the monster's essence leaked out, and it was tampered with during the process of casting the spell. But it's just a guess, although the monster has been eager to move all these years, But there are very few spirits and monsters in the mountain, and the yin qi it is contaminated with is not enough, and it lacks the last bit of strength to break free. Pindao still does not know which link has gone wrong, maybe someone in the Tao has ulterior motives and deliberately threw something down the mountain. Yin things are also unknown."

"...does the yin energy of the dead count?"

"Of course. Dead things have the most yin energy, especially the yin energy of those who should not die. It is even more powerful for that monster." Li Daochang raised his eyebrows, "Why do you ask this?"

"...haha...just ask..."

Director Ma thought of the bucket of black and smelly Feng Yi's bath water, haha, it couldn't be such a coincidence...

At this time, a young Taoist priest ran in in a panic and threw himself down in the hall, "Dao, Taoist...outside, outside..."

Li Chenfeng put down his pen slowly, "Jing'er, why do you always act recklessly and let outsiders see the joke."

"Taoist!" Jing'er cried, "Something happened... Come and take a look!"

Director Ma went out with them, and came to the courtyard in the front yard, where he saw a circle of Taoist priests, all of them were terrified, and some young ones were already crying.When everyone saw the Taoist priest coming, they gave way one after another. Director Ma followed behind and saw a person lying in the middle.

Taking a closer look, it was Shu'er.His pale face was swollen from soaking in the well, his eyes were wide open, his hands and feet were curled up stiffly, and he had been dead for many days.

Director Ma couldn't bear it. He dug in his arms for a long time, but there was no cigarette.

He suddenly thought of Feng Yi who took off his clothes that night.

There were no wounds on Feng Yi's body, and there was no swelling. Except for his skin color and body temperature, he looked no different from ordinary people.Is there any sudden illness?Otherwise, how could he die suddenly on the way at a young age...

Li Chenfeng's face was terribly dark, and the hand holding Fuchen couldn't help shaking.Seeing how sad he was, everyone couldn't help but calm down.

After a while, Daoist Li regained his composure, and ordered Shu'er's body to be buried in the back mountain, and called Jing'er and a few older Taoist priests to Baiyun Hall to discuss.

Director Ma also followed behind Li Chenfeng, seeing him hunched over, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.Li Daochang was already so distracted that he had no time to care about other things, so he let Director Ma listen from the sidelines.

"I think everyone has noticed that Shu'er has been dead for at least a month."

There was silence in the hall.

Director Ma rubbed his head and asked, "The Daoist made a mistake, isn't that little Taoist still burning incense here a few days ago?"

Li Chenfeng didn't refute, just sighed, "It's all because of the poor cultivation level, the mortal body with naked eyes, let that evildoer live in the temple for a month without knowing it, it's the poor way that hurt Shu'er!" He squeezed his mouth tightly.

His Highness Taoist came to persuade him one after another.

Director Ma's feet felt cold while listening.No wonder Feng Yi never saw the little Taoist priest again after he disappeared.He and Feng Yi just came here a few days ago, and they even said a few words to him, thinking that this child is clever and well-behaved, but he didn't expect that the real Shu'er had died in the well at that time.

It seems that although the world is big, some truths are still connected. The world of cultivating immortals loves to watch Mission: Impossible just like the officialdom...

Li Daochang said slowly, "Only you have some morals in Guanli. Please come to discuss today, just to fight the monster to the death. Those who are inconvenient at home can quit now, and the poor will not be embarrassed."

Director Ma saw that among those Taoist priests who were over half a hundred years old, and some were as old as him, none of them chose to quit, and he was a little impressed.

"Master Dao, if you need help, I...I can find someone for you...hehe."

Li Daochang looked around for a moment, his face slightly ridged.He said to Director Ma, "Although this incident is innocent, it has finally involved that ghost. This may be his fate, and it is also a change that should be in the Shangqing Palace, but it is not something you can intervene in. You still Listen to that Wang, go down the mountain when the rain stops."

……

Director Ma didn't know what to say, he was really not reconciled to asking him to pat his ass away like this, but what's the use of staying here by himself?I really want to smoke a cigarette and calm down...

"Pindao knows that you miss that ghost. Although humans and ghosts have different paths, they are still living creatures. Pindao will help you pay attention. If there is any news, please let me know."

Director Ma was flattered by Li Chenfeng's attitude, "Huh? Good, good."

Only then did he realize that the irritability in his heart was because he was worried about Feng Yi.It's really funny, when did I become such a sad and indecisive person?

Director Ma shook his head vigorously, and finally forced himself to make a decision, "Then I will trouble the Taoist priest, and I will go back when the rain stops."

It's time to go down the mountain to buy cigarettes.