[Urban Spirituality] Heaven's Way

"Mr. Wang, can you explain why there is a baby spirit in your home!"

Even if Wang Shiwen didn't understand this, he could guess from Zuo Mu's tone that what Zuo Mu said was not a good thing. Wang Shiwen was young and ambitious, and now he is in a high position. He is very conceited. Hearing Zuo Mu's questioning tone, he was very angry Laughing instead, he decided that Zuo Mu's serious expression was just a bluff.Potential.

Wang Shiwen felt more and more that Zuo Mu was a liar, and Daoist Qingxuan was also a guy with superficiality.

Daoist Qingxuan was old enough to eat more salt than Wang Shiwen. He knew what Wang Shiwen was thinking when he saw Wang Shiwen's appearance. When he heard Zuo Mu talk about the baby spirit, Daoist Qingxuan regretted it Wow, I have no eyesight, but I didn't notice this thing in the house. If I had seen it earlier, he wouldn't have cared about it at all.If he had seen it earlier, he wouldn't care about it at all.

Because people who practice Taoism know that infant spirits generally do not entangle people who have nothing to do with them. The so-called wrongdoer has a debtor, and those who are entangled by infant spirits are all owed to infant spirits.

However, this Wang Shiwen really doesn't look like a person who does many evil things.

Zuo Mu raised his hand and looked at the watch-shaped compass and said to Daoist Qingxuan, "Explain to him what an infant spirit is, and I'll look around."

Wang Shiwen tugged on his tie. He felt that the little boy in front of him was so arrogant that he was addicted to acting. This is my home. If it wasn't for a good rest, Wang Shiwen would be kicked out now.

Zuo Mu fished out his pocket and took out a copper coin with a square hole tied with a red string. He walked up and down the hall holding the string. "God stick".

Taoist Master Qingxuan really put a lot of thought into the arrangement. Zuo Mu found that red strings can be seen everywhere in the hall, and there is a bowl filled with clear water under the table in the hall, and a red string tied with a slipknot is tied around the outer edge of the bowl.

Both of these are ways to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, but these methods can only deal with some little ghosts, obviously not suitable for the evil spirits in this house.

At this time, the voice of Daoist Qingxuan came from the hall: "Mr. Wang, the infant spirit my master uncle mentioned is a kind of living being. It is a baby who was strangled before its lifespan. A person dies like a lamp. People who have been wronged or have unfulfilled wishes will become ghosts. Such ghosts can usually be reincarnated after they have revenged their wishes, but Yingling is not. Seriously, Mr. Wang, has your wife had an abortion in private?"

"It's nonsense, my wife is not pregnant yet, where did the child come from!" Wang Shiwen's violent voice came from the other side of the hall.

As if Zuo Mu had never heard of it, he walked around the room, but the copper coins tied with red strings remained silent until Zuo Mu walked to the southwest, and the copper coins suddenly started spinning.

Zuo Mu raised his hand to look at the compass, showing a clear expression, as expected.

Putting away the copper coins, Zuo Mu turned around and said to Qingxuan who was about to refute, "Qingxuan, there's no need to say more, since he doesn't believe it, there's nothing he can do about it."

Qingxuan choked, with a hesitant expression on his face. Although he was angry that Wang Shiwen was disrespectful to Zuo Mu's uncle, his anger did not rise to the level of watching Wang Shiwen's dying life with a cold eye. If this continues, Wang Shiwen will definitely fall ill and die within three years.

Qingxuan wanted to say something, but Zuo Mu shook his head at him, signaling him to keep quiet.

Zuo Mu raised his head and looked at Wang Shiwen. Zuo Mu's delicate features made it easy for people to like him, and he looked very cultivated. If Zuo Mu's identity was not a "magic stick" at this time, Wang Shiwen would never hate such a young man, Wang Shiwen It's just a pity that such a child can do nothing wrong, and insists on imitating others to cheat money.

Wang Shiwen felt obliged to remind this young man named Zuo Mu. He straightened his tie and said solemnly: "I don't know how much money he gave you for you to act. I won't be fooled. You are still young, and neither will I." Will call the police, you go, study hard in the future, don't come out to deceive people again."

Qingxuan was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long while, why did he become an old liar in the mouth of this surnamed Wang!

If Daoist Qingxuan hadn't maintained his identity, he would definitely jump up and argue with this guy.

When Zuo Mu heard what Wang Shiwen said, he laughed. Wang Shiwen was a little dazed, and looked at Zuo Mu directly, as if Zuo Mu hadn't seen him.

"Mr. Wang, judging from Yingling's age, he should be six years old this year. Please think carefully. Did you have a child with someone six years ago? The mother of the child has a very special body. I think you should I will never forget." Zuo Mu said as he walked towards the door, Wang Shiwen felt as if struck by lightning when he heard Zuo Mu's words, his face turned pale, his body swayed, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, Zuo Mu took off his slippers , put on his shoes, and when Daoist Qingxuan also changed back his shoes, and was about to go out when he unscrewed the door, Zuo Mu turned around and added, "Mr. Wang, do you know that the child was born and was thrown to death?" .”

After finishing speaking, Zuo Mu walked away without looking back. Qingxuan hurriedly followed Zuo Mu's footsteps, and didn't even have time to close the door, but when he heard the sound of "bang——" from the villa behind him, what happened? It's a collision, and it has nothing to do with them.

Daoist Qingxuan hesitated for a while and said: "Uncle Master, I'm afraid it's not good to leave like this..." The Taoist hierarchy is strict, Daoist Qingxuan has no right to question Zuo Mu's actions, but human life is at stake, if that person persists Own opinion...

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Mu smiled lightly and said with certainty, "No, he will definitely come to me."

Seeing Zuo Mu's confidence, Daoist Qingxuan admired him very much. He opened the car door and looked at Zuo Mu staringly, with a salivating expression.

Zuo Mu only felt that the hairs on his body were standing on end. The Taoist priest of Qingxuan was in his seventies and eighties, and even if he had a good face, his face was full of wrinkles. The corner of Mu's mouth twitched, he put on his seat belt, and said expressionlessly, "Drive."

Qingxuan smiled flatteringly, stepped on the clutch, put in gear, turned the steering wheel, and left the community.

While driving, Qingxuan said excitedly: "Master Uncle, you are amazing, what exactly did you see, tell your disciples."

Xiao Shi sneered in his heart, this old man is too gossip.

Just thinking about it, I heard Zuo Mu's voice: "One hundred."

Xiaoshi only felt a toothache, the old man was taken aback for a moment, and then readily agreed, 100 yuan is worth a truth.

But I heard Zuo Mu say again: "One sentence is one hundred."

"Squeak—" The old man's hand slipped, his feet trembled, and the car drifted in place. Zuo Mu's face turned blue instantly, and his stomach, which had finally calmed down, began to churn again.

The old man gritted his teeth, "Okay, one hundred is one hundred."

But I heard Zuo Mu say incredulously: "Now I've changed my mind, one thousand!"

The old Taoist shouted exaggeratedly: "Uncle Shi, one sentence is one thousand, you go and rob the bank!"

Zuo Mu gritted his teeth: "Wrong, it's a thousand words!"

The old Taoist Qingxuan didn't pry the gossip he wanted from Zuo Mu's mouth in the end, until Qingxuan sent Zuo Mu and snacks to the entrance of Hehua Lane at ten o'clock in the evening. Have you turned your back on it?

When the three of them came to the noodle shop, it was already very late. Qingxuan, like Xiaoshi Zuo Mu, was busy from morning to night and never had a meal. Qing Xuan is getting old.

Zuo Mu hesitated for a moment, and asked Qingxuan to have a meal with them before leaving.

Qingxuan was overjoyed, he didn't remember how long ago he ate a meal cooked by his uncle, the taste, tsk tsk tsk, delicious in the world.

Opening the door, Qingxuan saw the paper figurine who had been looking after the store for Zuo Mu. He was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Zuo Mu's master and uncle, then pointed at the paper figurine and was speechless for a while.

The paper man ignored Daoist Qingxuan, saw Zuo Mu, and saluted respectfully, "Master."

Zuo Mu nodded: "Thank you for your hard work." He took out a handful of Ming coins from his pocket, put his two fingers together, and the Ming coins spontaneously ignited at Zuo Mu's fingertips.

"This is your hard work." Zuo Mu said in a calm voice.

The paper figurine showed a joyful expression, "Thank you, master."

As the coins burnt out, there was a burst of golden light, and the life-sized fake Zuo Mu just now turned into an ordinary piece of paper again, lying quietly on the ground, Zuo Mu pointed his index finger at the paper, and the paper ignited flames and turned into ash.

Qingxuan stared at all this dumbfounded, he pinched himself, it's amazing that spells can still do this.

Zuo Mu glanced at the envious Daoist Qingxuan, and said bluntly: "Your cultivation is not enough, you can't do it."

The snack on Zuo Mu's shoulder jumped down and instantly turned into a human form. He pulled out a stool, sat down, and raised Erlang's legs. Looking at the disappointed expression of Taoist Qingxuan, he said disdainfully: "It's just a piece of paper. It's just a soul, look at your useless appearance."

Seeing Xiaoshi's disapproving look, Qingxuan roared in his heart, of course you are not rare, you have everything, and I also want a paper doll to do things for me, Qingxuan thought that if I put a paper doll at home to clean the house for me every day, That would be great.

Xiao Shi sneered, "You think that thing is so safe, even Zuo Mu doesn't dare to use it every day, although that thing is weak enough, but it will become extremely strong after absorbing yang energy all the year round, and he will even retaliate and clean the house. At that time, he might turn his back on him."

The old man froze, his face turned a little blue, "Then, that, that master uncle still..."

"Didn't you look at the coins that Zuo Mu burned for him?" Xiao Shi said, seeming to think of something, with a smug smile on his face, "What's more, he still has me!"

Qingxuan was speechless, although this is true, but why is it so awkward.

Xiao Shi propped up his chin, and looked with satisfaction at Zuo Mu who consciously put on his apron and was about to cook. Xiao Shi didn’t move, and he could eat free food, but Qingxuan didn’t dare. He jumped up from the chair and wanted to help, Zuo Mu shook his head, “ Without you, you have helped me today."

Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Zuo Mu meant.

Qing Xuan didn't understand, but Xiao Shi did. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zuo Mu, "Have you opened your eyes?"

Zuo Mu nodded: "I always thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to really exist." He actually saw the legendary fusion of Yin and Yang, "It's a pity." It's a pity that he is already dead.

Xiaoshi licked his mouth, "Even if it is dead, that thing is also a great tonic."

Qingxuan heard something, Xiaoshi and Zuo Mu were talking about what happened in Wang's villa today, the ghost in that house was very special, how special it was, Qingxuan was at a loss.

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Hearing Xiao Shi's words, Zuo Mu smiled, showing his white teeth, "Xiao Shi always talks about it, but he is actually very soft-hearted."

The snack immediately exploded: "What's so soft, my hall is so soft-hearted, you go and cook, I'm hungry!"

"Okay, okay." Zuo Mu knocked on the hidden wall, quickly washed vegetables, picked vegetables and chopped meat, bright candlelight, and the sound of tinkling from the kitchen, Xiao Shi felt full of heart.

Qingxuan's eyes twitched, he couldn't understand what kind of riddles the two were playing, Qingxuan once again felt that in the place where Zuo Mu and Xiao Shi were, everyone else was just empty and had no sense of existence at all, these two people completely ignored themselves This big living person flirts with each other in front of him, bullying the old man is a loner.

In another day, the old way will also be a dead tree in spring, find a partner to piss you off!

After a full meal, Xiao Shi pulled Zuo Mu and said that he was going to sleep, but Qingxuan didn't understand that, as a master of the Tao, neither Zuo Mu nor Xiao Shi was a mortal with naked eyes like him, neither of them needed to sleep. Sleeping, why do you have to be tired of being together every night, the old man is really sleepy and doesn't want to drive, he was originally a foreigner, so he simply slept on the floor in the store for a night.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, Wang Shiwen came to the door and told Taoist Qingxuan that he wanted to see Zuo Mu.