Old Fogey Goes Down The Mountain

The old Taoist head of the local Taoist Association thought so, and his heart was filled with grievances - what happened to your Taicang sect?No one questioned that your background is not strong enough. The Daoist Association is not easy, so you have to follow the rules. As for using this method to exert pressure?

Relational households are really not to be trifled with.

Wei Xi felt that his eyes were strange, but a few hours ago, Taicang Zong helped the Yincao Yamen Division to crack a case of corruption by the city god seducer from another place. Dirty thoughts in the mind of an old fritter soaked in social dyeing vat?

The three thin, tall senior brothers went directly to the police station on the way. The little policeman and his colleagues dispersed to maintain law and order. Wei Xi saw that there were quite a lot of people nearby. Apart from those in the excavation site, there were also people from the outside to watch. Hilarious ordinary people and journalists.

The little policeman just said on the road that someone called the police and dug up two unconscious people at the excavation site of the ancient tomb. Not long after the research team dug them up, a scholar in the team fell down for no apparent reason. Villagers in nearby villages After hearing the news, they all ran over to watch the excitement, plus some well-informed civilian reporters, guessing differently at this time, all of which shrouded the accident in a strong fantasy color, which caused a lot of trouble to the on-site development work.

Wei Xi asked the old Taoist: "Daoist Quan, do you see what happened?"

The old Taoist surname is Quan, and his full name is Quan Yongzhen.

Daoist Quan involuntarily caught sight of Hei Wuchang who was looking around beside him. He really didn't know how to treat this perverted Taicang sect. After a while of silence, he sighed and said: "The problem is a bit troublesome. The three people who fainted are now placed in the medical car behind. Fellow Daoist Wei and I will go and have a look."

On the way, Tuanyiyi also said to Wei Xi: "Master, are all the ancient tombs that big? This place is at least the size of a village."

Wei Xi compared this place with the small earth pit where he buried Wei Dedao, so he couldn't help but look back a few more times, feeling slightly depressed.The second apprentice on the side seemed to have noticed, put his palm on the back of his head, pulled his downcast eyes back, and then said in a deep voice: "The regulations in this ancient tomb are very high, and it is not the treatment that ordinary people have. .”

Wei Xi felt better: "Really?"

A middle-aged man who was getting off the car heard it and immediately nodded in agreement: "This was reported by someone after it was accidentally discovered some time ago. It really belongs to a very rare large ancient tomb near the capital. Professor Li just started to visit the site. I was very excited at the time, and said that the owner of this ancient tomb must have been either rich or noble during his lifetime. After all, such a large and complete cemetery is by no means easy to come across. After it is developed, it will definitely provide valuable resources for the scientific research of history in our country. material."

The big palm on the back of the head gently rubbed the other party's narration, Wei Xi raised his head to look at the apprentice, and the other party was watching him calmly.

Wei Xi stared at those eyes for a while, and subtly felt a little comfort in his heart.

The middle-aged man who spoke at this time sighed again: "It's a pity that Professor Li fell down so suddenly before we finished the survey."

It sounds like the professor Li mentioned by the other party is the one who fainted for unknown reasons at the archaeological site. After the middle-aged man finished his narration, his eyes stayed on Wei Xi for a while, and asked Quan Yongzhen: "Daoist Quan, is this ?”

Quan Yongzhen introduced Wei Xi's background, and then introduced him to Wei Xi: "Friend Wei, this is Mr. Gu from the office of the local Ministry of Culture. He is in charge of supervising the archaeological work."

arts!change!department!

Hearing this introduction in his ears, Wei Xi instantly withdrew from the unexplained daze after staring at his apprentice, and fixedly stared at him.

Mr. Gu met his sharp eyes with a puzzled expression. Does this mean he has any opinion on himself?

Wei Xi immediately showed the most stable attitude in his life, and shook hands with him to say hello: "Mr. Gu, hello."

Mr. Gu smiled at him. He had never heard of the Taicang sect before, and seeing that Wei Xi and the others were young and handsome, he had a good impression, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Daoist Quan was very surprised. He had met Wei Xi a few times, and he was indifferent to everyone. Even for him, a senior in the industry who holds the right to review the membership of the local Daoist Association, he had never seen him so proactively. what is it today?

After that Mr. Gu turned around, Tuanyiyi behind Wei Xi immediately said, "Master, isn't this the department responsible for reviewing advertisements!"

Wei Xi: "It should be good."

Tuanjieyi: "That's to build a good relationship with him. Maybe the sect advertisement we made will really be on TV."

Daoist Quan: "..."

As soon as the master and apprentice finished communicating, Wei Xi saw the old Taoist priest in front of him looking at him hesitantly: "You..."

Wei Xi: "Huh?"

"..." Daoist Quan stared at him for a while, and realized that the topic that the master and apprentice exchanged just now did not seem to be a joke, he was dumbfounded for a moment, and finally turned his head away in a daze.

At this moment, he seems to have a vague understanding of why many Taoist friends in the association always have complicated emotions when they mention Taicangzong.

Taicangzong... what kind of Taoist temple is it...

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Hei Wuchang was also curious about what Mr. Gu did. After learning from Wei Xi that the other party's department was reviewing TV commercials, he lost interest and pinned his hopes on the leader of the small police.

Professor Li was not sent to the hospital, and he was still lying unconscious in the medical caravan. Besides him, there were two other people with similar symptoms placed in another small bed next to him.But unlike Professor Li, who looks gentle and refined, the description of these two people is much more embarrassing. Their clothes have been torn and tattered, their hair and face are covered with mud. Even in a coma, their expressions still have Lingering fear.

Daoist Quan said: "These two people were discovered during the excavation process by the archaeological team. They may be villagers from a nearby village. When they were discovered, they were lying in a cramped tomb like this. what."

Wei Xi took a closer look: "There are no symptoms of loss of soul."

Daoist Quan nodded: "Professor Li didn't either, but he wasn't in a normal coma, so I suspect there might be some curse buried in the ancient tomb."

Wei Xi was fine, but that Mr. Gu frowned fiercely: "There really is such a thing?!"

Daoist Quan nodded cautiously: "After all, this is not an ordinary tomb. As you said, the archaeological team guessed at the very beginning that this would be the mausoleum of a certain aristocratic family. Such a family may know a lot about it."

Mr. Gu: "Then how should we solve this kind of thing? Professor Li is also getting old, so he can't just pass out like this."

Daoist Quan: "It's tricky. There were many methods used by the aristocratic families in the past, and many methods may not be recorded in the ancient books. I checked the tomb site just now. There is no lingering yin energy here. It may not be successful to ask the spirit to ask. I'm afraid I can only slow down." Only by groping slowly can we know what the magic weapon of the curse is."

Mr. Gu is also starting to worry now. He works in a special position, whether he likes it or not. Over the years, he has indeed learned many things that he didn't want to believe in the past, but he can't let the outside world know.Quan Yong is really a veteran registered with the local Daoist Association, he is definitely not a liar, he has said so, it seems that things are indeed much more troublesome than they imagined at first.

At this time, I heard someone talking on the side: "Master Hei, do you have any good ideas?"

When Mr. Gu looked up, he saw that they were the young people from Taicangzong, and the tall one who was particularly strong inside was asking about the black suit on the side.

The black suit didn't express any opinions during the whole process, which made Mr. Gu almost ignore him. At this time, the man pushed his glasses, but said lightly: "This kind of big clan should have many relatives and friends. I will help you." Just ask."

Ask... ask?

Mr. Gu was a little confused when he heard that, who to ask?

He subconsciously looked at Daoist Quan, but Daoist Quan also said "I actually forgot him!" After meeting Mr. Gu's gaze, he was silent for a while, and then coughed: "Black... ...Since your lord is willing to help, Mr. Gu just listen to him."

Judging from his tone, this black suit surnamed Hei seems to be quite powerful.Mr. Gu obeyed subconsciously, thinking what he was going to do, but he saw the black suit take out a token from his pocket, and said to the token, "Where is the person in charge of the Earth Temple in the north of the city?"

Mr. Gu: "????"

Mr. Gu asked Quan Yongzhen in a low voice: "Is he asking for a messenger?"

Quan Yongzhen nodded with a complicated heart, and then heard Mr. Gu muttering to himself: "I've heard you do it before, and you have to repeat it for a long time. It seems that it's not that simple..."

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

Can the leadership inspect the work in the same way as we do?Don't make it sound like our skills are inferior to others, okay?

Mr. Gu was still thinking about the success of this casual summoning command, but after the voice of the black suit fell to the ground, there was a quick response on the scene. In less than half a second, a gust of wind rose from the ground!

After feeling the wind, Mr. Gu was surprised again: "The response speed is also faster than when I saw you praying to God before!"

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

Can people treat leaders the same way they treat us? !I'm really going to be angry if you talk like that again!

As soon as Hei Wuchang's voice came to the temple priest of the land in the north of the city, all the ministers in the temple were shocked. The land master didn't dare to send his subordinates, so he rushed over by himself, and bowed to the end as soon as he appeared: "When did Minister Wuchang arrive? In the area under our jurisdiction, our Land Secretary is far away from us, it is really too negligent!"

Hei Wuchang waved his hand: "I don't want to disturb you, Land, I ask you, do you know who the owner of this mausoleum is outside?"

Mr. Gu couldn't see the appearance of the land. After hearing his address, he realized that the man in the black suit was actually the Lord of the Land, and he was even more surprised: "Daoist Quan, didn't you invite a ghost before? He invited What is the Lord of the Land? What is the relationship between the Lord of the Land and the Ming Chai?"

Quan Yongzhen's voice squeezed out between his teeth: "The underworld in this area belongs to the jurisdiction of the land in this area."

"Boss and subordinate?" Mr. Gu said, "That's so convenient, why don't you usually invite him to come, and go to the trouble of asking for a messenger?"

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

What the hell is this question of why not eat minced meat?

Mr. Gu was also surprised: "Daoist Quan, why don't you speak?"

Quan Yongzhen: "Hehe."

Mr. Gu was puzzled by the sudden silence and anger of Taoist Master Quan. The black impermanence over there had already made progress. The land lord who was present looked out the car window and recognized it: "Isn't this our Director Sima's house?"

Tuanjieyi was very envious: "Director... so rich in life, I didn't expect to be an official after death."

The land was a little embarrassed to hear what he said: "The Sima clan has a small foundation in Fengdu. His uncle is also the director of the Public Security Department of Huangquan Road in Fengdu. He usually has some contacts with our department. Later, Director Sima came to our land in the north of the city for the national examination. The company works hard, and the year-end evaluations given by Fengdu have always been excellent, and after comprehensive consideration, they have been promoted a little faster."

Unity: "..."

Living is the rich second generation, dead is the official second generation, what the hell is this unfair broken society.

Hei Wuchang obviously knew the way to do it, and he coughed quickly to interrupt the topic in his silence: "I have something I want to talk to him about, and I invite Director Sima to come and talk about it."

Land didn't dare to be negligent, and set off immediately, and brought back a handsome ghost after a while, who looked like the kind that could only be raised by a wealthy family.As soon as this Mingchai appeared, before he had time to bow to Heiwuchang, his eyes fell out of the window in shock: "Who dug my grave like this!"

Everyone: "..."

Quan Yongzhen's expression was also awkward. Seriously speaking, from the other party's point of view, things are indeed so good.

But embarrassment is embarrassment, but people have to save him. Quan Yongzhen also forgot that he was angry with Mr. Gu, and quickly stepped forward to explain the reason for asking him out.

Director Sima didn't want to cooperate: "They dug my grave, so they should learn some lessons, right?"

The leader who brought him to the side hurriedly did ideological work for him: "Director Sima, you can't be so narrow-minded. Is this digging graves? This is archaeological work! Don't talk about you, which one is the grave of the three kings and five emperors?" Haven’t been dug up? We can’t lose our sense of social responsibility if we leave Yangjian! Archaeological work is to study the past history of the human world, which is very meaningful and helpful to many cultures!”

Director Sima said unhappily: "That's not the same as wanting to move my mausoleum. How is it different from robbing the tomb?"

When Hei Wuchang heard this, his expression sank, and he shouted in a low voice: "Nonsense! Tomb robbery is illegal and undisciplined. The archaeological team has planning and approval of development procedures in their hands, and they don't make profits. How can they be confused!"

Director Sima was stunned for a moment, his eyes were empty, as if he had realized something.

The land official persuaded him in a low voice: "Now our underworld government is working hard to reform together with Yangjian. At such a critical time, our underworld staff must work together and lead by example. Don't say it is you, the tomb of my hometown was buried 800 years ago. I was excavated, what did I say? Do you know how much effort the scholars of Yangjian put in to deduce our past history? The only thing I regret is that I was too poor before my death, and I didn’t leave more ancient books and cultural relics for people’s reference. As a parent official, you must understand this truth."

Director Sima couldn't help being enlightened, and burst into tears: "What your lord said is true!"

Hei Wuchang was also moved and praised: "This land is indeed advanced in thinking, and it can be an example."

Land waved his hand embarrassingly: "Where is it, if Minister Wuchang appreciates it, please speak a few words of kindness for me in Fengdu during this year's year-end evaluation."

Quan Yongzhen: "..."

Quan Yong really looked at the ideological education here in astonishment, and saw that Director Sima had already turned his head with tears in his eyes: "This Taoist priest, a Fang Tianhua seal was buried in the head of my tomb, you dig it out Sprinkle it with white wine, and it will not disturb the world of the sun in the future."

Quan Yongzhen hurried back to his senses, thinking in astonishment that it turned out to be such a treasure as Fang Tianhuayin, while thanking him overjoyed.

Director Sima hesitated for a moment and then said: "Besides, my bookcase is buried in the southwest corner. Inside it are the ancient books I have collected for many years, as well as the poems and articles written by myself. You can use those ancient books to study them, but you still need them." There are poems and articles... If it is possible, can you publish them for me? I have written articles for so many years, and I think I can’t achieve Li Bai and Du Fu, but who knows, they are unknown in Yangjian. If these poems can be taught in elementary schools in Yangjian Materials, I will definitely remember this feeling of knowledge and encounter!”

Primary school teaching supplementary materials... What a cultural person with a goal.Quan Yongzhen: "...I recommend it as much as possible."

Director Sima showed a faint smile on his face, and with a wave of his hand, Professor Li, who was still unconscious on the bed, let out a shallow groan, as if he was about to wake up.

However, when he saw the two disheveled people lying next to Professor Li, he suddenly changed his expression: "These two are grave robbers! The jade pendants hanging around their necks are my funeral!"

******

The final result is that the archaeological team not only rescued Professor Li, but also caught two tomb robbers who thought they had strayed into the villagers.

Mr. Gu heard a single sentence from the sidelines, dazedly, seeing that Daoist Quan had already started to recruit people in the temple to dig up the seal, he was still surprised: "This is all right?!"

How to do it?What about subduing demons?Why didn't even a piece of paper be burned, and the matter was settled like this?

Daoist Quan was more uncomfortable than him. He felt as if he had gone through an interview and had deep doubts about his professional nature: "Okay."

Mr. Gu looked at Taicang Zong's group in shock, and couldn't help suggesting to Daoist Quan: "Daoist Quan, I think this is the best way to do it. The economy and environmental protection are not alarming. If we encounter such things in the future, it will be like this." bring it on."

Daoist Quan: "..."

Is it okay to be kind, why do you keep farting.

Mr. Gu also couldn't understand the meaning of his eyes, but now he really looked at Taicang Zong with admiration, and he took the initiative to shake hands: "Master Wei, thank you, you have helped a lot this time."

Thinking of the other party's department, Wei Xi also acted very politely. Hearing his thanks, he immediately suggested: "Mr. Gu, you're welcome, we also have something to ask of you."

Mr. Gu didn't take it personally, and he laughed happily: "That's great, I can't ignore it in the next definition."

Wei Xi: "Really?"

Mr. Gu: "Tsk! Don't you trust me? You do what you say, and I'm a dog if you reject it!"

After finishing speaking, he went to sigh with Daoist Quan: "This Taoist priest, looking young, is really calm in doing things, and he said he would ask me for help. What can my Ministry of Culture do to help him? Really! It will save face."

Daoist Quan: "...haha."

Mr. Gu: "What is Daoist Quan laughing at?"

Daoist Quan took a pitiful look at this poor idiot who didn't know what organization was targeting him, and felt a little relieved for a while: "It's nothing, you will know in the future."

The author has something to say: Wei Xi: "Great, he agreed!"

Mr. Gu: "..."

Taoist Quan: "I advise you to be kind and stop talking nonsense."