Old Fogey Goes Down The Mountain

Tuanjieyi happily held up his mobile phone early in the morning to announce the good news to his master. Taicang Zong's self-media news!

The fact that a child was kidnapped in the urban area did not have a good impact, so the local media news only mentioned it in passing when it was broadcast, and its influence was limited.Self-media news is different. There are a large number of online audiences, and they spread all over the world, and the means of communication are not at the same level.

Wei Xi took his mobile phone, but he didn't quite understand it. He only knew that the news quoted below seemed to be a video shot by the onlookers who were present that day. The person who made the video explained the story clearly in a few words.

Different from the conservative traditional media's focus on praising acts of righteousness and bravery, the netizens below this news have a lot of brains, and their focus is almost entirely on other aspects——

[I'm going, it's too rampant to engage in kidnapping in broad daylight!real or fake? 】

[It must be true. I saw it on the local news a few days ago, but the host didn’t say how these people knew the escape route of the kidnappers. But it’s too mysterious for the photographer to mention fortune-telling Yes, why do I think I should have seen it by chance? 】

[To be reasonable, I think the video is still believable. You can open the map to see for yourself. The first scene of the crime is several corners away from the scene of the kidnapper's car accident.The location on Dongping Road is remote, and the kidnappers have even changed cars. Unless the person concerned has been following behind and watching, how could he see it so clearly?Even the van doesn't have a license plate. 】

[Emmmm, wait a minute, the name of the company Taicangzong seems a bit familiar...]

[I remembered it when I went, is it the company that sold weight loss spells before? 】

[That's right, you can take a look at their company's business scope, it's already fat and funny.I saw the news of their Taobao store opening on the homepage of Hong Kong Realm before. I opened it to see a group of people named Master. I thought it was a new Internet celebrity who collected fan IQ tax. It turns out that... it won’t be so unscientific Bar? 】

【Depend on! !I have to come out and rectify my name!I don't know if they can tell fortunes, but the slimming charms sold in the store are really useful!Last time I joined in the fun and snatched one, I thought it was a joke, but I have been going to the gym for nearly a month now! 】

This comment followed a large group of truth-seeking netizens. Seeing the customer feedback, Tuanjieyi hurriedly forwarded it to the homepage of his official blog. Sure enough, many fans in his comments also knew about the news.I don't know when it started, the joking situation in the comment area has quietly changed, and some small fans who talk about each master finally realized that this is not nonsense, and there is really a sect like Taicang Sect in the world.

As soon as the new blog was posted, a large amount of swiping information immediately appeared below.

Wei Xi didn't bother to look, but looked up at the second apprentice who was going downstairs, and he found that the second apprentice's face seemed to be a bit haggard.

Wei Xi frowned: "Lu Que, does the immortal power work? Is the wound still hurting?"

Shuo Zong sniffed the scent of incense wafting in from the open gate, and faintly saw Mrs. Wang, who had lost the key to the mailbox, soaked up a lot of incense. He didn't know how to explain the unknown attack he encountered.

He shook his head: "It's much better."

At this time, Tuanjieyi, who was holding the mobile phone, raised his head and asked Wei Xi: "Master, some fans asked about the story of the Dedao Immortal Venerable enshrined in our sect, please tell me quickly."

Why hasn't this happened yet?Shuo Zong was speechless, and Wei Xi replied, "You ask me, how do I know."

Shuo Zong: "..." So I know it too

Tuanjieyixu didn't expect to get such an answer, and big question marks appeared in his eyes. Seeing that he couldn't get an answer from his master, he could only turn his eyes to the most knowledgeable junior in his sect for help. .

Shuo Zong glanced at Wei Xi who was leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone nonchalantly, and after a while he could only hold back a sentence: "Most of the allusions to the gods are similar, you can just write some."

Unity: "...Yes, is that so?"

He always felt that there was something wrong with this answer, but after thinking about the fairy tales he knew, it seemed that there was some truth.To become a fairy, isn't it all about doing good deeds and then ascending after great fortune.

"Forget it." Now that his junior brother has said so, he also has the confidence to type a series of touching allusions with his fingers flying.

It's all made up.

But the netizens were really taken aback. There were a lot of voices in the comment area that praised the Daoist Immortal with real emotion, and there were some superstitious local netizens who learned that the Taicangzong could offer incense, and proposed to come. Bye in person.

New believers!This is a big historic step for our sect!

When Wei Xi heard about this, he was so happy that he ate an extra watermelon.

***

Once he was in a good mood, he became interested in managing the business.Uncle Shen took the initiative to apply to him, hoping that the company can provide some reward systems for outstanding employees in the sect. Under his command, he should also give some encouragement appropriately.

"It can be a certificate of honor, or a bonus of a certain amount. The cost is not too high, but I think it will be very helpful to the morale of our company." Uncle Shen now manages hundreds of new employees, working for interns every day. He is busy with the training work of the students, and finally bid farewell to the wretched temperament of the illegal black intermediary, and looks like a middle-level leader with little confidence.

He brushed his long hair, and he still didn't forget to hand Wei Xi his new proposal: "And the boss, it's a pity that there are so many aborigines in the Gangyue Building, eating and waiting to die in the mass graves. Regardless of their age, they are enthusiastic about their work. After seeing the hardware facilities in our staff dormitories, many of them have expressed their intention to improve their lives. Although these seniors are not physically strong, they are all drifting away. Dozens of hundreds of years, but the experience is much richer than our interns. I think the idea of ​​"gold mediation" proposed by the head of the group last time is very good. Liandu Temple often receives rituals about encountering ghosts, which shows that there are many contradictions among ghosts and ghosts in contemporary times."

Wei Xi nodded with half understanding: "So?"

"It's a harmonious society now, head!" Uncle Shen was heartbroken, "Isn't Yangjian very particular about this? We ghosts are not unreasonable. If there is a middleman with high morals to help resolve conflicts, maybe there will be no development. It’s time for war! Old men and old ladies are best at doing this, and you can read "Qian Tang Old Mother" for the specific operation method."

Wei Xi: "???"

His two disciples: "..."

Wei Xi watched several issues of "Qiantang Old Mother" recommended by it, and felt that he was convinced. According to Uncle Shen, isn't this also a way of doing things?Although my own sect now has haunted houses and detective offices, but if they really want to grow and gain a foothold, the main business of exorcism cannot be left behind.But the Taicang sect is not the Liandu Hall with dozens of Taoist priests at every turn. Only myself and the second apprentice are really proficient in this way, and the manpower is too small after all.

Therefore, the decision was made immediately, and the certificates of three good employees were awarded to the old lady ghosts who bravely unwrapped the foot wrap that day.

For this reason, an awards ceremony was specially held in the unfinished building.

The certificate was made by Unite Yi, and it was wrapped in cardboard in red velvet cloth, so it looked very formal.Where did the old ladies think that their kindness would be rewarded like this?Being invited to the podium with burnt certificates and bonuses, they all showed a shyness that has not been revealed for hundreds of years.

One of them was very moved when he delivered the award acceptance speech: "Can the ashes of the award be buried in the southwest corner of the construction site? The bones of the old man are buried under the concrete foundation, and I would like to be with this medal at all times."

The interns of the Taicang sect applauded her heart of innocence that has remained unchanged for a hundred years.

***

A few days later, Kuang Zhiming contacted Wei Xi again, telling Wei Xi that the resumption date of the Gangyue Building had been set. What Bai Hao meant was to invite the two priests who had done it before to attend the ceremony again. Of course is paid.

After Wei Xi quickly agreed, he asked a rare question of concern: "Dear friend Kuang, have you received any similar religious rituals recently?"

Because of the fact that the believers were cut off, the priest in Kuang Zhiming's temple has been very angry recently, which made Kuang Zhiming very vigilant when he heard Wei Xi's question.But having said that, the few rituals he received recently were really troublesome, so he hesitated for a moment, thinking of Wei Xi's fighting power, he still wanted to ask for help: "There are so many... There is a believer, He recently built a new villa in the suburbs for his marriage. The location he chose was not right. When digging the underground garage, he dug up three old coffins, which may have disturbed the dead. Since then, there have been strange things at home. My wife and I are I want to set off to deal with it, and I also called two other fellow daoists from the association, would you like to take a look at it together, fellow daoist Wei?"

It is not uncommon in folklore for a coffin to be dug out of the ground and then met with revenge, but as I said before, it is very difficult for people in the Taoist sect to deal with it after receiving it.People's coffins are lying on the ground and you are disturbing them by digging them out. If you don't care about it, it's because they have a good temper. If you care about it, you can't find the reason.What's more, the undead in the three coffins hadn't done any evil or harmed anyone, they just harassed the head of the household day and night.As a Taoist priest, Kuang Zhiming was doing the work of eliminating demons and defending Taoism. He couldn't ignore the fact that human beings were frightened by ghosts, but he really wanted to set off to drive away the culprit, but he felt an insurmountable guilt psychologically.

Unexpectedly, when Wei Xi heard his distress, he didn't show empathy at all, and even put on a sales pitch: "Since I'm not a ghost, there's no need for me to go. But Mr. Kuang, I have a good suggestion to Provided for you."

Kuang Zhiming: "...how do you say?"

***

hours later.

On the outskirts of the capital city, in an unfinished villa somewhere, beside a simple square table, three old lady ghosts were sitting opposite the ghosts of the three coffins that were excavated here, fighting with each other.

"Why!" One of the coffins rose up against the table, its resentment so strong that it almost took shape, "This is the ancestral grave of our Fang family! Our Fang family has been buried here for generations! He offended us first, so why not?" Why do we have to give in!"

This ghost has a ferocious face, a tall and strong figure, and a menacing aura, which made many Taoist priests present very vigilant, but the three old ladies on the opposite side were not afraid at all, and surrounded it, chanting at one go—— —

"Sit down, sit down, why are you so angry! Why is such a tall guy yelling at me, an old man?"

"Why are you so tough? They didn't do it on purpose, so you just have to make sense of it. Why are you still holding onto it?"

"Young man, Auntie is going to talk too much about you now. Don't you look at what time it is now, where are you still building ancestral graves? They have already been brought back to the country."

"The times are developing, we must have a sense of social responsibility, be more tolerant, isn't it good to be a little more tolerant?"

"Come on, come on, don't be too horny, let's do something good, and treat it as a good deed for the younger generation, will the family and everything be prosperous?"

The ghost was besieged by groups, its vicious face was a bit at a loss, and the old ladies had already sat it down on their own, and talked about other conditions.

The stalemate between the two sides quickly progressed to discussing which cemetery to move into had a better Feng Shui environment. Although one of the parties was still somewhat reluctant, the topic was still going smoothly.

Not far away, the corner of the villa.

The magic weapon that Kuang Zhiming brought was put in the bag as it should be, and he put the bag at his feet silently without touching it.

The fellow Taoists from the association who came here together each had their own strange expressions. They were sitting together in the corner of the house. If they weren’t surrounded by unfinished rough blanks, they would look like they were on an outing to drink coffee. .

The human beings fell into a long and awkward silence. After a long, long time, the Taoist priest of another well-known local Taoist temple Fengnian couldn't stand it anymore and tore off the eye-opening charm beside his temple, and looked at Kuang Zhiming hesitantly: "Fellow Daoist Kuang, this The situation...is it out of our control?"

Kuang Zhiming looked at the front dully: "...it should be."

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and were speechless.

This should be the easiest dojo they have done since they started their careers.