After joining Hades

It has been a week since Wen Bai received Fang Leming's call.

He had just offered incense to Hua Ling that day when Fang Leming called.

The first sentence he spoke was: "Xiaobai, are you on the trending search again?!"

"And three in one breath?"

Because the tone was so strong that Wen Bai couldn't tell whether he was telling him about it or asking him about it.

Wen Bai: "What?"

Fang Leming became even more anxious: "Don't you even read Weibo, my ancestor! All the reporters have come to our school."

Wen Bai: "Reporter?"

"That's right, reporter," Fang Leming said, "If they move faster, they can probably find your apartment."

Since the news about winning the lottery caused an uproar on the Internet, Wen Bai almost never opened Weibo.

Fortunately, I don't have the habit of using it on weekdays. After the lottery draw, there are hundreds of private messages in the background every day. It is really troublesome, so I simply turned off all the message notifications.

Now, Wen Bai didn't have time to hang up the phone, he directly exited the call interface, and clicked into Weibo.

After scanning from the beginning to the end, I realized what Fang Leming meant by "three in one breath".

The cause lies in the picture of "Children and Cowboys".

Let's go back to a week ago, when Wen Bai went to visit Zheng Bochang, for the sake of convenience, he borrowed Professor Li's name.

But his identity as a "worker in the underworld" must not be known to the teacher, so after the matter was resolved, Wen Bai sent a message to Zheng Bochang, saying that "exorcism" is a current matter, do not disclose it to others.

Zheng Bochang knew the rules inside and complied repeatedly.

However, the loss of the painting by Zheng's family caused a lot of commotion in the whole Nancheng circle, especially since he had sent many invitations before.

Although Zheng Bochang did not inform others, the news that "the painting was found" was still spread.

But I don’t know which part of it went wrong, and it was passed on, and inexplicably changed from "the painting was found" to "the painting was not lost", and then "the painting was given away".

By mistake, he really guessed right.

There were too many people asking, fearing that there would be some other messy rumors, Zheng Bochang finally nodded, saying that it was true that the painting was lost, and that it was true that it was given away.

But it didn't say who that person was.

When I asked again, I only said one more sentence, "a master who really understands painting".

Zheng Bochang's reputation in the calligraphy and painting circle is not small, and when he said this, there was an uproar immediately.

It's not that they have any objection to the gift of paintings. Although "Children's Morning Glory" is valuable, in their circle, gifting paintings and ink has always been one of the common ways to make friends.

It's not unreasonable to give a famous painting as an elegant favor.

But as soon as he made a move, it was a million-famous painting, presumably that person should be an absolute celebrity.

Moreover, Zheng Bochang's face was radiant and full of spring breeze, he definitely didn't seem to be hiding something, and he didn't seem to feel any regrets for these million paintings. Now, everyone was even more curious about this "master".

When Zheng Bochang told Wen Bai about this, Wen Bai didn't say much, and was busy dealing with Hualing.

Lu Zheng gave him three sticks of incense, didn't say where they came from, just said what they were called common people's incense, and asked him to light one stick every other week.

After lighting three sticks, it can be used for a hundred days.

As soon as Wen Bai heard that there was such a time-saving and labor-saving thing, he immediately ordered it for Hualing.

Hualing has not been popular for a long time, and he didn't take a good amount for a while. After eating enough, his spiritual power has nowhere to use. In order to digest the food, he swept a white light and drew Wen Bai into the painting again.

After coming and going, Wen Bai is almost used to it, and he can put the little lotus lantern to be a playmate with the shepherd boy without changing his face.

Hua Ling had tasted the sweetness, and would tie Wen Bai in from time to time to chat.

We chatted and chatted, but we actually talked about something.

Hualing told Wen Bai that the reason why Mr. Polu didn't sign the painting often was not because he thought it was troublesome and didn't like to sign it, but because he was not satisfied with the painting.

If the painting is satisfactory, a hidden payment will be made.

In addition to the immature picture of a morning glory on its body, there are also pictures of children playing in spring and children fishing.

Fearing that Wen Bai would not believe it, Hua Ling specially transformed a few pictures into illusions and spread them in front of Wen Bai's eyes one by one.

"Sir, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding about hidden money." Wen Bai came to a conclusion.

I can't blame later generations for not researching it out. Even if Hua Ling specially circled it for him, he watched it for a long time.

Hua Ling is very proud of this: "Mr. has always been funny."

Wen Bai smiled.

The fun is real.

It must have taken a lot of thought to get the hidden money so cleverly.

After several discussions with Hua Ling, Wen Bai still decided to report the matter to Professor Li.

One reason is that the academic circles have always had many questions about Zhu Fu's paintings, and there are few materials. This discovery should help them find more clues, and let future generations know more about Mr. Zhu Fu.

Secondly, it also fulfilled the wish of painting spirits.

But after all, it is something that the academic world has been studying, and he is not a professional scholar, so it is not reasonable after all, so Wen Bai thought about it, and finally sent an anonymous email.

Because the picture of the cow is in his hand, before Hualing recovered his spiritual power, he didn't dare to take it out rashly, fearing that something "nausea" would happen again, so Wen Bai deliberately avoided the picture of the cow and chose the picture of the cow. The other two.

In the email, he didn't say too directly, but only said that there are two places in "The Picture of Playing Spring" and "The Picture of Fishing" that have very similar lines. He didn't quite understand it, so he came to ask the professor.

Wen Bai believes that with Professor Li's level, he will be able to detect it soon.

Sure enough, two days after he opened the mail, Wen Bai received a reply.

Then, Professor Li formally presented the discovery.

Coincidentally, when the discovery was proposed, it coincided with the opening stage of the National Painting and Calligraphy Conference held every three years. The officials also planned to make use of Zhu Fu's paintings to promote this new discovery among young people. With the collaboration between Boyi and Yiqi, Qiqi put "Professor Li Xian of Nancheng University" on the hot search list.

But the appearance of "Wen Bai" exceeded everyone's expectations.

When everyone agreed that this achievement belonged to Professor Li Xian, Professor Li, who was being interviewed by phone, smiled and said, "I officially proposed the discovery."

"But it was my student who discovered it first."

As soon as the words "It's my student" came out, not only the reporters who were interviewing, but even the main station were shocked.

They all know that Professor Li Xian is one of the most successful scholars in this field in China, and he is a well-known textual researcher, especially Mr. Polu, who has published no less than ten professional academic reports, some of which were directly compiled into the Textbooks, so when he made a new discovery, although it was "unexpected", it was also "reasonable".

But now, Professor Li Xian said that it was his students who discovered it first.

As soon as there was more inside information, the reporter hurriedly asked.

In this way, Wen Bai was sent to the hot search.

Then, everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that they had been to this melon field.

It's Nancheng University again, and Wen Bai again.

The lottery event that was finally turned over was turned up again.

Now the official doesn't have to end, the word "Wen Bai" is like the strongest buff. After rushing to the hot search in one fell swoop, he even got three of them by himself.

Not to mention the official blog of Nancheng University, even the comments that published this news have already fallen.

[Wen Bai: A finance department signboard who doesn't know how to study ancient paintings is not a good assistant. 】

[Is this really a human?I suspect he has three brains. 】

[Have you read that report?Professor Li emphasized that "enthusiastic classmate Wen Bai" specially wrote an anonymous email, but the result was overturned because of the too personal style of the report. . 】

【Wen Bai: Careless.jpg】

[It's fine if you have such an excellent brain, and you have such a debut face, it's fine if you have such a debut face, and you have such a pair of European emperor's hands, damn it. 】

[News that cannot be seen by my mother have increased again. 】

……

Looking at the red number at the bottom that has reached 999+, Wen Bai paused, and cautiously clicked into the background.

After a few seconds, he backed out with stiff hands.

He shouldn't have clicked in.

Otherwise, there would be no news of people calling him Master Wen and asking him if they were antiques with the dishes at home.

Fang Leming made a start, and for the next half a day, Wen Bai's phone didn't stop.

It even alarmed the deans of the Humanities and Finance Institutes and gave him a call.

After declining the interview invitation with the reason that "I didn't do anything, I just felt a little strange when looking at the painting, and I was curious, so I came to ask the professor. All the comparison materials and related records are the credit of the professor." Wen Bai just lay on the sofa, letting himself go.

Not long after lying down, the doorbell rang.

Fang Leming's words "I guess I can find your apartment" are still in my ears, and Wen Bai subconsciously thinks that the person outside the door is a reporter.

Just as he was about to hide away quietly, Zhou Wei's voice sounded through a door.

"Xiaobai, are you home?"

Only then did Wen Bai walk over.

But at the moment of opening the door, Wen Bai paused when he saw the somewhat familiar face behind Zhou Wei.

"... Lin Daochang?"

Lin Qiu took a step sideways, walked out from behind Zhou Wei, bent over and bowed respectfully: "Chang Xianchang."

Before Wen Bai could react, Zhou Wei's face wrinkled first: "Wen Xianchang?"

What is this called?

He turned his head to look at Linqiu: "Did you say Xiaobai?"

Lin Qiu nodded seriously.

Zhou Wei frowned even deeper, and whispered: "Xiaobai, besides Yin Division, you also hold a Taoist position?!"

Yin and Yang take both? !

Wen Bai patted his forehead: "What are you thinking?"

Zhou Wei: "Then why did Master Lin call you Immortal Wen? Why do you still have a relationship with Zhengtian Temple?"

Wen Bai: "I still want to ask you this."

Wen Bai didn't know why these two people who couldn't get along with each other came together, they were both standing at the door and it was hard to talk, so he said: "Let's go into the house."

When he was at the door, Zhou Wei didn't notice anything, but as soon as he stepped into the entrance, he smelled a familiar fragrance.

He turned his head and looked towards the place where the fragrance was spreading, Wen Bai secretly yelled that it was not good.

The painting is still hanging on the window sill.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, he heard Zhou Wei's high-pitched shout.

"The picture of leading the cow! It's the picture of the cow! Why is this picture of the cow here?"

Zhou Wei ran out: "So the Zheng family's painting was given to you?"

Wen Bai's face remained unchanged and his heart beat: "No, this painting is fake, a fake."

Zhou Wei: "..."

Lin Qiu: "..."

Hualing: "..."

Mad.

Wen Bai sighed, and finally acquiesced: "Be careful, don't touch it."

Zhou Wei hurriedly withdrew his hand, glanced at the burning incense stick on the table from the corner of his eye, and sniffed it vigorously.

Wen Bai: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Wei: "This smell is so familiar, as if I've smelled it somewhere before."

Zhou Wei clapped his hands: "By the way, last time my grandfather used it to rub my head, it seems to be this."

Lin Qiu opened his mouth at this moment: "The common people are fragrant."

Wen Bai and Zhou Wei both looked back at him.

Zhou Wei didn't know what "common people's fragrance" was at all.

Wen Bai was surprised why he knew.

Lin Qiu's movements suddenly became a little cautious: "I just came from the Temple of the City God."

Zhou Wei: "Daochang Lin, did you go to the Town God's Temple before you went to my house?"

Lin Qiu looked a little puzzled, as if he didn't know why Zhou Wei asked such a question, just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Wen Bai: "Is this incense only available in Chenghuang Temple?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his body sideways, avoiding Zhou Wei's sight, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know about the City God?"

Lin Qiu nodded.

Wen Bai said bluntly, "He doesn't know yet."

Lin Qiu paused and understood.

Lin Qiu turned around to answer Wen Bai's question: "This incense is only available in the Temple of the City God. It's not an ordinary petition incense, it's the incense offered by the City God for offering to heaven."

Wen Bai: "Offering incense?"

"Well," Lin Qiu said, "the City God is a local official, and when something needs to be sent to the Yin Division or to the Heaven to listen, he will light this incense."

"It also has the effect of calming the soul."

Wen Bai understood.

In the final analysis, although this incense was produced by the Town God's Temple, it had to be burnt to Lu Zheng's side in the end.

Immediately, he looked at Zhou Wei again: "Then how did you two come here together?"

Zhou Wei explained: "Zhengtianguan is my old customer."

Having said that, Zhou Wei paused, pondered for a long while, and finally looked at Lin Qiu: "Daozhang Lin, don't blame me for being talkative, I'm really curious why you all have to visit the coffin every now and then shop?"

"I think the Taoist priests in the temple all look very long-lived."

Wen Bai & Lin Qiu who knew the inside story: "..."

Wen Bai patted him: "Don't interrupt."

Lin Qiu stood up: "I was ordered by Master to visit the city...to visit Grandpa Zhou, and I happened to meet Little Zhou Faithful on the way."

Lin Qiu spoke slowly, with the bookish air of a cultivator, Zhou Wei was anxious to hear it, and hurriedly took over the conversation: "When Lin Daochang came to look for my grandfather, I happened to be at home, and I happened to brush I found your trending search, and the line was busy when I called you, so I called Wen Qian and the others, and Lin Daochang came over when he heard your name."

Zhou Wei can still recall Lin Qiu's eyes at that time.

He has met Lin Qiu several times. He is younger than him, but he is very mature. He often has an expression of "no worldly desires", as if he will become a Buddha in a second.

Every time the little Daoist came, his grandfather had to talk about him once, saying that he was not as good as he was as a successor, so let him learn from others, Lin Xiaodao, and learn the temperament without worldly desires.

Zhou Wei could only retort that he was making coffins, not cultivating, and he had to eat.

As for Daoist Xiaolin, he just said that he has already bigued, and Zhou Wei believed it.

Zhou Wei always felt that Lin Qiu should have already detached himself, and nothing in this world could affect him.

But today, Mr. Lin Xiaodao fell down in an extremely inconspicuous manner the moment he mentioned Xiaobai.

When he looked up again, those eyes that were so bright that they could almost burst into flames looked straight at him, so Zhou Wei even forgot to help others.

It was the first time he saw Lin Qiu so young.

After Lin Qiu got up by himself, he saluted again, which startled Zhou Wei.

Seeing his dignified appearance, it seemed that there was indeed something important to do, so he brought him here.

Lin Qiu was still a little embarrassed: "I didn't know that the 'Wen Bai' Zhou Xinshi was talking about was you, but I took the liberty to take a look at your WeChat before confirming it."

Wen Bai understood the whole story, and poured Lin Qiu a glass of water: "Is there anything you can do for me?"

Lin Qiu lowered his head, unconsciously stroking the water glass with his fingers.

Zhou Wei and Wen Bai looked at each other.

After being silent for a while, Lin Qiu raised his eyes lightly: "Chang Xianchang, that white jade gourd in your hand is a vessel, right?"

Wen Bai didn't speak, he had a premonition in his heart that Lin Qiu would ask this.

"You raise little ghosts too, don't you?"

Wen Bai didn't answer his question, but noticed a word: "Also?"

Lin Qiu nodded.

Seeing Lin Qiu's gaze falling on the white jade gourd, he said softly, "Can you see it?"

Lin Qiu shook his head: "It's just a feeling."

Wen Bai remembered that Lu Zheng had indeed told him later that Lin Qiu's five senses were different from ordinary people.

"Don't look at it, it's not in there now." Wen Bai replied.

Wen Bai's soft and delicate words made Lin Qiu's eyes light up.

But in the next second, Wen Bai said again: "But it's not a brat."

Lin Qiu: "?"

Wen Bai: "It's the little boss."

If you have to say whether to raise it or not, it is it that raises him.

After all, he has to rely on the little boss for food.

Lin Qiu froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Wen Bai smiled: "It's not a kid, it's Lu Zheng's spirit."

"Lu Zheng gave it spiritual consciousness and kept it by his side for many years."

Only then did Lin Qiu figure out the meaning of Wen's vernacular words.

He had heard from Zheng Lu that Immortal Wen and Senior Lu were not regarded as fellow daoists, and Immortal Wen called Senior Lu the boss.

"So what does the 'also' in Lin Daochang's words just now mean?" Wen Bai asked quietly, "Are you raising a kid?"

Lin Qiu shook his head: "It's not me."

He took a deep breath: "It's my uncle."

Zhou Wei bumped Wen Bai with his elbow.

Although he just found out that there was something in the jade gourd in Wen Bai's hand, after knowing that it was a spiritual object raised by Lu Zheng, he had no doubts.

But looking at Lin Qiu now, listening to the "little ghost" in his mouth, I always feel that it is definitely not the same thing as the spirit raised by Lu Zheng.

"Why do I sound weird?" Zhou Wei reminded with a suppressed voice.

Wen Bai was noncommittal, just looking at Lin Qiu.

Lin Qiu pinched his fingers extremely uncomfortably, frowned deeply, and finally said: "Prince Wen, may I venture to ask, do you know what Senior Lu raised this spirit thing for?"

Wen Bai was startled: "?"

He really didn't know this, and he didn't ask.

But guessing maybe time is too long for them, raising a small thing to relieve boredom and make it more lively.

Wen Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

Lin Qiu put down the water glass, and sighed: "Because my uncle's purpose of raising spiritual things is impure."

Before Wen Bai could speak, Zhou Wei was startled.

"If this kind of thing is not used well, it will be counterproductive. You of Zhengtianguan background should not know this truth."

Practitioners should be very clear about the taboo of raising ghosts and serving spirits.

Zhou Wei hurriedly asked: "What did your uncle raise the kid for? To make money or kill him?"

Lin Qiu shook his head: "Not at all."

"He raises...to eat."

--

"Five years ago, we took a job in Guanli, entrusted by the abbot of Zeye Temple, to exorcise water ghosts in a village." Lin Qiu began to talk about the whole story.

"The village is not big, with only a hundred people. They live in the mountains all the year round, and they don't have much contact with the outside world. However, the village has a lot of land, and the mountains are undulating. It is a treasure land."

"In such a place, even if there is an evil spirit breaking in, it will be hurt by the lingering earth energy. It is not difficult. My master also calculated that the evil spirit is at the southeast corner of the village. It is at the end of its strength and its breath is very weak, so I sent my Uncle, go."

"Wait," Zhou Wei interrupted when he heard this, "Your uncle? Are you of the same generation as your master?"

Lin Qiu: "Yes."

"Then why do you need your uncle to deal with this kind of evil that is at the end of its strength? Isn't it enough to just send a disciple?"

Lin Qiu paused, then whispered, "I'm ashamed to say it."

"Although my uncle has a high seniority, he... lacks a little bit of good roots in cultivation."

Lin Qiu didn't say it bluntly, but both Wen Bai and Zhou Wei understood.

This means that although this uncle Lin Qiu has a high seniority, he is not talented.

"Your uncle's Taoist name...isn't Xuande?" Zhou Wei's expression changed.

Lin Qiu: "Zhou Xinshi has seen my uncle?"

Wen Bai also looked at Zhou Wei: "?"

Zhou Wei smiled bitterly, tilted his head to Wen Bai's ear, and said, "I've really seen it before."

"But it was more than ten years ago."

"At that time Zhengtian Temple was just about to choose a new temple master, and the old temple master seemed to belong to Daoist Xuanji, who is the master of Daoist Linqiu, and is now the head of Zhengtian Temple."

"But this Daoist Xuande may also have intentions. He didn't go to the old temple master, but came to my house. I don't know what to ask my grandpa to do for him. My grandpa refused."

"At that time, I lost my temper a lot. I was playing in the yard and I was taken aback."

"My grandfather watched him walk out the door, shook his head, and said something that was useless."

It can be regarded as one of Zhou Wei's few childhood shadows, so Zhou Wei remembers it very firmly.

"After that, I never saw Daoist Xuande again."

"If it weren't for today's incident, I would have thought he had returned to vulgarity."

Hearing what Zhou Wei said, Wen Bai had somewhat gained some confidence.

Lin Qiu continued: "The original intention of my master to let my uncle go is to let him accumulate some merits and make a good relationship, which will be helpful for his practice."

"But who knows, the good relationship has not been formed after the uncle's visit," Lin Qiu sighed, "and evil obstacles have accumulated."

evil creature?Wen Bai frowned.

Zhou Wei's heart skipped a beat: "Your master uncle arrested the children in that village to make little ghosts, right?!"

Lin Qiu quickly waved his hand: "No, no."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "But that little ghost was really brought out from that village."

"That's not right, didn't you say that the village is full of energy, and ordinary evil spirits have to shed a layer of skin when entering, so how could there be a little ghost in it?" Zhou Wei said directly.

Lin Qiu: "Because that thing was born naturally, it grew in that village."

Even if Wen Bai and Zhou Wei don't understand the concept of these spiritual things, they both know what the words "naturally raised" mean.

Lin Qiu: "But my uncle... stole it."

Zhou Wei was speechless, and after a long silence, he said, "Good guy."

"I know that the last one who was raised by nature was released. Not long after he was released, he demolished the Lingxiao Palace, smashed Laojun's alchemy furnace, and was pressed under Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years. After that, he went to the West to learn scriptures."

Wen Bai: "..."

Lin Qiu: "..."

"Your master uncle is too courageous." Zhou Wei sighed.

Wen Bai thought for a while, and said, "It should be more than that?"

He always felt that if it was as simple as stealing a "little ghost", then Lin Qiu wouldn't be so nervous.

Because behind Lin Qiu is the entire Zhengtian Temple.

Wen Bai knew very well why Lin Qiu came here to look for him, because he had seen Lu Zheng's abilities at Zheng Bochang's house.

Lu Zheng said that he has sharp five senses, so it is very likely that he had already sensed something when he first helped them speak.

His purpose is very clear, is to ask for help.

Lin Qiu came forward, which means that this matter cannot be resolved by Zhengtian Temple.

Hearing Wen Yuyan Zhenglibai's words, Lin Qiu folded his hands and sat up straight: "Yes."

"We knew that it was three years later when my uncle stole that thing."

Wen Bai and Zhou Wei listened to him slowly.

"That time, some of our Guannei disciples and our uncle went to exorcise evil spirits together, and encountered a little accident."

"The evil spirit made a back move. No one noticed it except me and my uncle. Although I could sense a little death, but my skills are low, and by the time I noticed it, it was already too late."

"It was Master Uncle who rescued us, with just one move, he beat the evil spirit to death."

"Because my uncle retreated all the year round in those few years, we only thought that he devoted himself to cultivation and was good at Taoism, so we didn't doubt anything."

"So after looking back, a few junior brothers boasted about the uncle's ability in front of the master."

"But the master brought me over and asked me to tell him everything that happened that day."

"After further testing, Master discovered that Master Uncle had reached the century-old state."

Zhou Wei choked on the water: "Hundred years?"

The sudden skyrocketing cultivation, coupled with Lin Qiu's preface when he said that his uncle "raised little ghosts to eat".

Zhou Wei: "...Don't tell me that the hundred years of Taoism was eaten from that little devil."

Lin Qiu lowered his eyes and nodded.

Zhou Wei: "..."

Wen Bai: "..."

"Uncle's cultivation has risen too fast, and my master also quickly discovered that Uncle's cultivation is not stable, sometimes even he can't control himself."

"It's like the time when Xie Xing was beaten to death. Uncle Shi can obviously arrest it."

"Because that evil spirit didn't really hurt anyone, and beating him to death would actually damage his merit."

"But at that time, he couldn't control his cultivation. It seemed that he saved it in time, but in fact he missed it."

Wen Bai: "It's also because of this, so for those three years, he has been retreating?"

Lin Qiu nodded, and continued: "Uncle Master saw that Master had found out, so he confessed to Master that he brought something from that village, and it was a little ghost who matched his Taoism."

"He was only using it to cultivate, and he didn't do anything to hurt anyone's life, even the life of the little devil was safe."

"Master's words don't seem to be fake, but Master didn't dare to confirm rashly, so he had to take advantage of Master's inattention, lead him into the formation, and test him."

Zhou Wei: "What did you find out?"

Lin Qiu: "My uncle does not have destiny karma."

Wen Bai frowned: "Does this karma include the little ghost you mentioned? It is also safe?"

Lin Qiu: "Yes."

Zhou Wei: "But didn't you say that your uncle raised that little ghost to eat? He used it to eat it and still survived? Could it be that it has nine lives?"

Lin Qiu was stopped by the question, and shook his head: "About that little devil, it was only later that my uncle accidentally leaked it, so we knew that he was raised to eat."

"Things raised in nature can't be divined with the hexagrams in the world. My master can calculate that it is safe because it was taken away by the uncle and tied with the natal chart of the uncle, so it can barely measure one or two. .”

"But it is also because of this that the uncle's horoscope has also been affected, and it is no longer clear."

"It can only be calculated that although he has no destiny karma in the hexagram, but the evil obstacles are extremely deep."

"The hexagram is self-contradictory, and the master can't understand the hexagram. He doesn't know whether he has made a mistake in his calculation, or there is something wrong with it. After thinking about it for a long time, he went to the village himself."

Wen Bai and Zhou Wei were keenly aware that Lin Qiu's tone had dropped.

The topic returned to the village, and both of them were in a state of suspense.

Wen Bai: "Has something happened in the village?"

Lin Qiu paused, and finally nodded: "En."

"When my master goes there again, that village is no longer the treasured place it was three years ago."

"Earth gas is lost, water veins are damaged, and the whole village relies on a few wells to live."

Zhou Weisheng swallowed sharply: "Is it related to that brat?"

Lin Qiu: "It should be."

"Because the damage to the water veins began at that time."

Zhou Wei: "..."

He thought it would be inhumane enough to steal a baby that was born in the village and eat it, but he didn't expect that there would be something even more inhumane.

Cutting off the air and water veins of other people's villages is different from a disaster for such a self-sufficient small village.

"Things related to people, your teacher..." Zhou Wei paused for a while, always thinking that calling Xuande Lin Qiu's uncle was burying Lin Qiu, so he abruptly changed his name, "Things related to people, This Daoist Xuande really didn't do anything."

Wen Bai's expression turned serious.

The "three years ago" that Lin Qiu kept mentioning was not based on the present, but the period when they discovered what Taoist Xuande had done.

In other words, two years have actually passed, which is the five years ago that Lin Qiu first mentioned.

What Wen Bai wanted to know was what happened in the past two years.

So Wen Bai opened his mouth: "What about after that?"

Lin Qiu: "After my master found out about this, because it was related to the fate of the entire village, he immediately questioned my uncle and asked him if he knew that the little ghost he took away might be the key to attracting the earth's energy, and even the entire village. Only the holes in the crypt can move the whole body with one hair."

"My uncle denied it, saying that since then, he hasn't been back to that village, and he doesn't know what happened in the village."

Zhou Wei couldn't put it into words, he just said: "Does the temple believe in you?"

Lin Qiu: "It's up to my master to believe it or not. The matter has already happened, and it must be resolved before there is any room for change."

"Fortunately, the fate karma hasn't happened yet, and there was still time to make up for it, so my master personally took my uncle to send that thing back."

Zhou Wei always felt that something was wrong: "Is it really sent back, or is it fake?"

He didn't believe that Xuande, who had always coveted the position of the temple master, would listen to Daoist Xuanji so obediently: "He dares to do such a thing, why is he afraid of your master?"

Lin Qiu heard Zhou Wei's implication, and smiled helplessly: "Send it back."

"Because it didn't take long for the village's water veins to gradually recover."

Lin Qiu further explained: "Perhaps Uncle Shi really didn't know about Earth Qi at the time."

"But he knows better than anyone else that if the little ghost is really tied to the hole, then the debt he bears is definitely not just comparable to 'detaining ghosts and serving spirits for his own use'."

"He didn't send it back because he was afraid of my master."

"It's because he's afraid of death, he doesn't dare."

Hearing "he is afraid of death, so he didn't dare" so straightforwardly from Lin Qiu's mouth, Zhou Wei still felt a little strange: "Since the water vein has recovered, shouldn't everything be resolved?"

Lin Qiu had already finished drinking a glass of water before he knew it, and his eyes were a little tired.

Picking up the cup habitually, only to find that the water cup has bottomed out.

Wen Bai got up, took another cup for him, and the moment he bent down to put down the cup, he said, "Did something happen to the village again?"

Wen Bai's voice was very low, but Lin Qiu and Zhou Wei looked up at him in unison.

Lin Qiu moved his hand holding the cup.

It's not that he is suspicious that Wen Bai can guess, after all, it's not difficult to guess.

It's just that Wen Xianchang seems to be too transparent for some reason.

When he came out of Town God's Temple, he actually already knew something from Zhou Wei.

Knowing that Immortal Wen is not a practitioner, he has never learned any Taoism.

A person who looks so warm and gentle can "control" Senior Lu.

This alone is enough for them to "repair".

It is very likely that you will not be able to cultivate in half your life.

So whether or not he has a cultivation base does not affect him respectfully shouting "Wen Xianchang".

Lin Qiu: "Well, the water vein seems to be drying up again in the past two months."

Wen Bai: "Do you suspect that he is the Taoist priest Xuande?"

"Actually, after sending that little ghost back, my uncle disappeared," Lin Qiu said, "It's been safe and sound for nearly two years, and we can't be sure."

"But my master guessed that it might be my uncle."

"Because no one knows the location of that brat except my uncle."

After all, it was the people in their upright view who did wrong things, or they did wrong things again and again, Lin Qiu felt a little powerless when he said that.

Zhou Wei couldn't get used to the little Daoist's deeply shocked appearance, so he quickly comforted him: "It's not your fault, nor your master's fault."

"My grandpa often said that if something is easy, you can get twice the result with half the effort, and after you taste the sweetness easily, it will be difficult to concentrate on practicing hard work."

"Cultivation itself is not an easy task. Only by keeping the 'Tao Heart' can one see the sky."

"As for the 'Dao Heart', obviously, you have it, but Taoist Master Xuande doesn't, so he is doomed to be useless and useless."

Seeing Zhou Wei's old-fashioned look, Wen Bai smiled.

Zhou Wei's face became hot: "Xiaobai, what are you laughing at? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Wen Bai: "No, that's right, you said it very well."

So some things are imperceptible.

Zhou Wei looked confused, but in fact, Grandpa Zhou had already taught him very well.

Zhou Wei chuckled and leaned over: "Actually, my grandfather's original words are that making a coffin itself is not an easy task. Only by keeping your 'heart' can you see the sky."

"I applied what I learned and changed it, it's okay."

Wen Bai echoed him: "Teacher Zhou's words are naturally acceptable."

Being surrounded by Zhou Wei, Lin Qiu laughed.

Wen Bai was not surprised that Taoist Master Xuande made the same mistake again.

As Zhou Wei said, he has no such thing as "Dao Xin".

Even if the thing was sent back in the first place, it was not because of the so-called "discovery of conscience", but because of fear of death.

Others forget about the pain when their scars are healed, but Daoist Xuande doesn't even have scars. The two years of calm and calm are enough for him to "peace of mind".

Zhou Wei: "If that's the case, does that mean that the brat was caught by him again?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Wei became more suspicious, so he started talking again: "I've always wanted to ask, what exactly is that brat?"

"It's a little ghost, that's also Xuande's one-sided words."

"Things that can affect the earth's energy and water veins, no matter how you look at it, they shouldn't be little ghosts, right?"

Zhou Wei's words were exactly what Wen Bai wanted to say, and he turned to Lin Qiu and asked, "Has Daoist Xuanji made any further calculations?"

Lin Qiu: "I didn't figure it out."

Didn't figure it out, just figured it out, Wen Bai let out a "huh".

"Actually, we think that thing is a little ghost, not only because of the uncle's words." Lin Qiu seemed a little hesitant.