After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

Lu Xiuzhi's hook was fast and accurate, and Si Huai was also stunned for a moment, staring at his hand, and muttered: "You are much better at using this hook than me."

When he used it for the first time, he hooked the wrong person.

"Does your Bailongma Temple still teach how to use a hook?"

Lu Xiuzhi raised his eyelids and looked at Si Huai: "The teacher taught well."

Si Huai quickly asked: "Which great monk? Is it the one who called last time?"

"..."

After a while, Lu Xiuzhi said helplessly, "You teach well."

Si Huai blinked, and blurted out: "Monks don't tell lies."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

Si Whistle paused, and said to him, "However, I believe you won't lie."

"I probably have a talent for teaching."

"..."

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Li Xing, didn't you say it's done?!"

"Idiot, this is a trap!"

"But didn't Si Huai and the others pass by?"

…………

The expressions of the ghosts on the ecstasy chain were distorted, and the crowd was furious. There was a faint black air around a few ghosts, and they were so angry that they were about to transform into ghosts.

The little boy gradually realized that he had done something wrong, so frightened, he hugged Li Xing and cried loudly.

The ear-piercing voices came and went, and Si Huai's head hurt from hearing it, so he pulled the hook chain: "Don't talk."

The chain suddenly tightened, and its weight suddenly increased several times, causing the ghosts to shut up quickly. One ghost tried to speak, but as soon as he said a word, his throat was tightly entangled by the chain.

The ghosts turned pale with fright.

Si Huai was also startled, and whispered to Lu Xiuzhi, "Is this ecstasy chain so smart?"

"I really misunderstood the patriarch."

Fang Daochang: "..."

After all the ghosts calmed down, Si Huai glanced around. These ghosts were basically middle-aged ghosts in their 50s and 20s, and only one or two were young ghosts in their [-]s.

As for their bodies, they are all under 30 years old.

It has nothing to do with Centennial Village.

Si Huai wondered: "There isn't even an old man, why is it called Centenarian Village?"

Feeling the loosening of the chain around his neck, a middle-aged male ghost weakly raised his hand: "I've changed my body twice, strictly speaking, I'm over 100 years old."

Li Xing hugged her son, and replied in a low voice: "The temple master ordered the village name to be changed, saying that the name of Centennial Village will be more likely to attract pilgrims."

When people reach middle age, they know their destiny and are afraid of death. Many of these ghosts came here because of the name of Centenary Village, so they joined the Six Paths Temple.

Fang Daochang looked puzzled: "Did no one find out?"

Li Xing shook his head: "The viewer has great powers, and the reporters who came to interview didn't find anything unusual."

Si Huai let out an oh, I understand.

illusion.

Ordinary people really can't tell illusions.

Except for reporters, few people usually come to investigate the situation in Baisui Village. Even if there are, other villagers can find out in time and fool things together.Ordinary people who really come here for fame have a purpose, and it is easier to develop into the offline of the Six Paths.

Speaking of Guanzhu, Si Huai asked these ghosts by the way: "Do you know who the Guanzhu is?"

"Isn't it Daoist Chen Feng?"

"Idiot, people call him Daoist."

"He is the master's apprentice."

……

Like the ghosts in the Temple of the Six Paths, they have never met the Lord of the Temple, let alone information such as his name.

Li Xing took the initiative to say: "Usually, Taoist Master Chen Feng is in charge of the affairs of the temple. If we have something to do, we will go to Mrs. Zhang. We have never had contact with the temple owner."

Daoist Fang frowned, and couldn't help saying, "Why is the master of the Six Paths Temple so mysterious..."

Ordinary congregants have never seen it, and Chen Feng, as a direct disciple, doesn't know anything about it.

Si Huai: "Maybe she's too ugly to see people."

"..."

Si Huai lowered his eyes, there was another possibility.

It is inconvenient to meet people.

These ghosts don't know, and they can't ask for any information.

Fang Daochang asked softly: "Si Guanzhu, these ghosts..."

Si Huai looked at each other ghostly.

These ghosts are not ghosts, but ordinary souls. Those who were about to transform into ghosts just now seem to have calmed down, and the black energy around them has dissipated.

Si Huai said bitterly, "There isn't a single ghost."

"Are you a cult!"

What an embarrassment to the cult!

All the ghosts: "..."

I don't know why, but I'm very happy.

It's not a ghost, Xiaoqing can't eat it.

We can only send them to hell.

The canopy seal was handed back to President Zhang yesterday, so you can't just ask the messenger to come over.

Si Huai was about to recite the mantra, when a gust of wind blew past, and a ghost with a pale face appeared in front of him.

Si Huai was stunned.

Yin Cha approached and asked, "Excuse me, are you the Master Siguan?"

Si Huai nodded.

A stiff smile appeared on Yin Cha's face: "This is Yu Yan City God's subordinate Yin Cha."

"The City God ordered me to do more patrols in the near future, only then did I feel the yin energy here, so I rushed here."

Si Huai snorted, and pointed to the ghosts on the hook chain: "It's just right."

"Just caught them."

Yin almost nodded, took away Yin Soul, and nodded to Si Huai:

"Farewell first."

The ghosts were taken away, and the supporting police also came to deal with the follow-up matters in Baisui Village.

Officer Wang sent them to the entrance of the village and asked, "Are the priests planning to return to Taoyuan Temple?"

"I'll send you a car."

Taoist Fang shook his head: "We are going to a nearby town to buy some things."

"Xiao Zhang, send the priests to the town."

Compared with Baisui Village, the small town is very normal, with crowded people, battery cars all over the street, and large trucks parked on the side of the road selling fruits...

The police car was sent directly to their fruit shop. When the car stopped, the owner of the fruit shop turned pale with nervousness.

Even though the police car left, he was still in a daze, and he made a mistake when he settled the accounts.

"Boss, you missed a zero."

"Ah, that's right, I'm sorry." The owner of the fruit shop quickly apologized.

Si Huai asked casually, "Are there any shops selling Taoist supplies nearby?"

The owner of the fruit shop shook his head: "No, we don't engage in feudal superstition and messy things here."

After finishing speaking, he took the money from Taoist Fang, only to notice that Taoist Fang was wearing a Taoist robe.

The owner of the fruit shop quickly said, "Master Daoist, I'm not targeting you."

Si Huai: "I know, you are targeting all Taoist priests."

Fruit shop owner: "..."

"You are from out of town, right?" The fruit shop owner sighed, and said slowly, "Our small town was developing well at the beginning, and the city was ready to support it, but I don't know which Taoist temple in the mountain had an accident. Something that shouldn't be done."

The owner of the fruit shop pointed to the sky: "Then we will crack down hard."

"Our town hasn't developed in recent years."

Si Huai raised his eyebrows: "Is it Liuhe Temple?"

The owner of the fruit shop said truthfully: "Then I don't know. It happened more than ten years ago. I was still studying abroad at that time."

"If you want to buy something, you have to go to the county to buy it. There are none in the nearby small towns. No one here dares to open a paper shop. Fortunately, the Internet is developed, and now you can buy it online."

"I'll recommend you a family called Old Chen Zhizha. It seems to be quite famous."

Taoist Fang thanked: "What we want to buy is not funeral supplies."

"It's something like hanging banners for dojos."

The owner of the fruit shop was at a loss, what was that?

There is President Zhang and other Taoist friends in the county town. They don’t need to rush over to buy them. Taoist Fang posted this matter in the group and continued to buy other things that can be bought in the town.

When we returned to Taoyuan Temple, it was already evening, the sky was dark, and the brightly lit Taoyuan Temple was very eye-catching in the mountains.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the Taoist temple, there was a sudden rustling sound in the forest.

Si Huai paused, turned his head to look over, and saw two pairs of green eyes, one tall and one short, staring straight at him.

Fang Daozhang drew out his long sword immediately.

The next second, the familiar weird laughter sounded.

Si Huai took out his phone and turned on the flashlight.

The beam of light shone through, and there was a black-haired face standing beside the tree, and there was a small yellow furry animal at the feet of the black-haired face.

Si Huai squinted his eyes, and saw the little yellow furry animal straightened up and bowed to him.

"A little familiar."

Lu Xiuzhi: "It's that weasel in Jiaochang City."

Si Huai swung the light beam and hit the weasel.

The white hair on its face and body is clearly visible.

It was the weasel in Jiaochang City.

Hearing their conversation, Daoist Fang put away his long sword: "Si Guanzhu, do you know each other?"

Si Huai: "I've seen it."

Fang Daochang looked at the black hairy face and the weasel, thought for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Do they want to ask you for help?"

Si Huai looked at the black hairy face, and the black hairy face was staring at the banana in his hand.

He threw a bunch of bananas.

Heimaolian caught it, held it in his arms, and broke a banana and stuffed it to the weasel.

It peeled off the skin and ate it in big mouthfuls, without looking at Si Huai anymore.

The weasel sat on the ground and ate the bananas too.

"Maybe I'm hungry."

Si Huai turned and walked into the Taoist temple.

After eating the bananas, the weasel looked up, but the person had long since disappeared.

It was so angry that it jumped up and beat Hei Maolian's knee violently.

With a dazed face, Hei Mao broke off another banana and handed it to the weasel.

Taoyuan Temple

Passing the Sanqing Hall, you can faintly hear many people reciting Qiuzu's confession.

"The power of the scriptures is inconceivable. Dedicated to all the saints in the ten directions. I wish to see my true heart and ask for repentance..."

Luo Xinzhi walked out of the hall, and asked with a smile: "Fang Daoist, Si Guanzhu, fellow Taoists are doing evening classes, do you want to join?"

Taoist Fang replied, "I'll come after a short rest."

Si Huai pretended not to hear anything, turned and walked towards the bedroom.

Traveling and want to study?

He whispered to Lu Xiuzhi, "These Taoist priests are all stupid."

"Fang Daochang is a lesson from the past."

Hearing Taoist Fang's name, Lu Xiuzhi hummed.

"I'll take a shower first."

The bathroom is not big, taking a shower together is easy to misfire, and the sound insulation in the bedroom is poor, Si Huai has no interest in being heard in the corner.

The night life with Lu Xiuzhi these days is very monotonous, there is only one thing, playing with the phone.

After taking a shower, Si Huai lay on the bed, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, like air cleaner.

He opened the window and saw the little Taoist priest of Taoyuan Temple mopping the floor outside.

Si Huai withdrew his gaze and stared at the ceiling, always feeling like he had forgotten something.

After thinking for a while, not only did he not think of it, but he fell asleep in a daze.

"Si Huai."

A voice rang in the ears.

A golden light the size of a grain of rice suddenly appeared in front of the pitch-black eyes, and the golden light gradually strengthened. In the next second, Si Huai was standing in a magnificent hall.

The beams in the hall are vertical and horizontal, and the column nets are arranged. The Taoist Eight Treasures are painted on the rafters and purlins.

It looks like a Taoist temple, but there are no gods on the pedestal.

"Si Huai."

The voice sounded again, clearer than before, this voice was male and female, with the power to demagogue people.

Si Huai narrowed his eyes: "What's the matter calling your father?"

After a moment of silence, light laughter echoed in the hall.

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature..."

Following this voice, talismans, sword techniques, and mental techniques of various schools emerged on the walls of the hall...

Si Huai glanced, not interested.

"Existence and non-existence."

As soon as the words fell, the hall where Si Huai was located suddenly disappeared, followed by mountains of gold and silver, countless precious stones and gold, shining with a seductive light.

"This is what you want."

Si Huai was expressionless: "Isn't this fake?"

Do these things in his dream?

No wonder people in the Six Paths are stupid. How high is their IQ if they can be seduced by this kind of dream?

The voice said faintly: "I know what you are thinking."

Si Huai said, "I know too."

"You want to seduce me."

"..."