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

What did I do to you?

Si Huai was at a loss: "Don't you want to see the Patriarch?"

"Yeah, I just want to take a look at it from afar and fulfill my wish," the young male ghost wiped his face and said bitterly, "You, you want my life?!"

Si Huai:? ? ?

Who wants your life!

Si Huai was stunned for a while, then slowly remembered something.

It seems... Ordinary Taoist temples do not allow ghosts to enter.

Taoist temples have gods to protect and protect the law, and some Taoist temples even have formations such as killing ghosts and exorcising evil spirits.

Ghosts can only wander around the periphery, and will not go in.

It is not unreasonable for the young male ghost to misunderstand.

Si Wai paused, and explained: "Our Taoist temple is different from other Taoist temples."

Young male ghost: "Our Daotian Temple treats our own people, isn't it, are we going to attack our own ghosts?"

Si Huai: "...the patriarch treats all living beings equally."

"Regardless of ghosts or ghosts, the patriarch is always equal in a bowl of water."

The young male ghost looked at Si Huai suspiciously: "Really, really?"

Si Huai glanced at him: "Can I make money by lying to you?"

"..."

The young male ghost stood where he was, looking at Si Huai's back.

He is a ghost now, and if he dies again, he will really be gone.

Si Huai walked a few steps, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young male ghost standing outside, hesitatingly looking at the memorial tablet of the Patriarch, which looked like offering incense.

He is a cowardly ghost pilgrim.

Si Huai stopped and called Xiao Qing out.

Xiaoqing opened her black eyes, raised her head and asked Si Huai: "Si Huai, what's wrong?"

Si Huai pointed to the young male ghost outside: "Nong, that big brother wants to pay homage to the patriarch."

Xiao Qing followed his line of sight, and asked wonderingly, "Then why didn't he come in?"

The young male ghost stared blankly at Xiaoqing in the yard, stunned, and believed it.

Can ghosts really get in? !

He tentatively took two steps forward, and the moment he stepped into the yard, not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he felt like a spring breeze.

The young male ghost hurriedly walked up to Si Huai: "Si Guanzhu, I'm sorry, I misunderstood just now..."

Si Huai hummed, and said to him, "Since you're here, let's offer incense sticks to Patriarch."

The young male ghost rubbed his trouser legs: "I, can I still burn incense like this?"

"sure."

Xiaoqing nodded, and led the young male ghost to the patriarch, and handed him three sticks of incense.

It is real.

The young male ghost whispered, "I may not be able to touch this."

The gates of ghosts are wide open on the Ghost Festival, but due to changes in the upper echelons of the underworld, many regulations have been changed.

Now the ghosts that can come out of the underworld are strictly screened, not every ghost can come to the yang world.

The ghosts who go to the world can only look at the people and things they are nostalgic for, they can't touch anything, and they can't interfere.

Xiaoqing blinked: "Why? Don't you have hands?"

After finishing speaking, Xiaoqing directly stuffed the incense into the hands of the young male ghost.

The young male ghost lowered his head and looked at the three sticks of incense in his palm, a little unbelievable.

He actually touched it?

Holding the incense sticks, the young male ghost looked at the tablet engraved with the four characters of Dao Tian Tian Zun in awe, closed his eyes, and prayed devoutly:

"Tian Tianzun, my name is Li Wu. I never had the opportunity to come here in person before I was alive. I never thought I would be able to fulfill a wish after my death. I hope you can bless my family and friends in good health and safety..."

Si Huai glanced at the incense, it was burning very well.

Grandfather is very happy.

Without disturbing the pilgrim, he turned and entered the house.

Li Wu read softly for a while, then put the incense into the incense burner.

Not only incense, he can also touch the censer.

Li Wu turned around in a daze, only to see a big red-crowned rooster lying on the rock beside him, staring straight at him with mung bean-sized eyes.

He tentatively called out: "chicken?"

The chicken didn't move.

Li Wu glanced at his hand, walked up to the chicken, and wanted to touch it.

Without touching it, his whole hand was inserted into the chicken's body.

Li Wu: "..."

"Giggle!"

Chicken screamed and lowered its head to peck at Li Wu's hand.

Can peck it?

It hurts.

Li Wu was even more dazed.

He left in a trance. On the way home, he met many ghosts. The ghosts who came out of the underworld all had their own purposes, and they didn't even give him a look. The new ghost, chatting with great interest.

After seeing Li Wu's dazed appearance, they whispered:

"What's wrong with this ghost?"

"Stupid?"

"Could it be that your relatives have moved and can't find a place?"

"Last year, a few who couldn't find a home squatted on the side of the road and cried."

…………

Their voices were loud, and Li Wu could hear them clearly. He stopped, turned his head and said to the ghost in the corner, "I just went to the Taoist temple to offer incense."

The ghosts looked at each other, showing sympathy: "It's fine to die at a young age, why are you so stupid."

Li Wu: "..."

"What I said is true, do you know Daotian Temple?"

Daotian Temple is famous in the Yang world, and even more famous in the Yin world.

"Of course I know, Daotian Temple is so famous."

"I heard from the relatives of ghosts in Jiaochang City that when the messengers come, they have to be respectful to the master of the Daotian Temple."

"It's more than that, black and white impermanence will bow to him when he comes in person."

Li Wu: "I've just been offered incense in Daotian Temple."

One of the ghosts with missing arms looked Li Wu up and down. Seeing that he was normal now, not like a fool, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it true?"

After all, Daotian Temple has a close relationship with the underworld, and it is not impossible for ghosts to be incensed.

Li Wu quickly said: "Really, if you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself."

The ghosts didn't believe it or not: "Where is the Daotian Temple?"

Lujia

After washing, Si Huai found that Lu Xiuzhi was not in the room.

He took a towel casually, wiped his hair and walked towards the study.

The moment the door was pushed open, Lu Xiuzhi's eyelids twitched, his hands stiffened, and he slowly closed the book he was reading.

Si Huai didn't notice his unnatural expression and movements. Seeing that he was still reading at such a late hour, he asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Lu Xiuzhi was silent for a moment: "Buddhist scriptures."

Si Huai snorted and said to him, "Today I will sleep in my room."

Ever since the relationship between the two got closer, he slept in Lu Xiuzhi's room, and occasionally slept in his own room. Recently, he was getting tired of being with Lu Xiuzhi every day.

Afraid that Lu Xiuzhi would think too much, Si Huai casually made up an excuse: "If you continue singing and singing every night, I will be ruined by you."

"Grow flowers tonight."

Lu Xiuzhi paused with his fingertips, realizing what kind of flowers he wanted to grow.

Si Huai added: "You save some too."

"Replenish your energy."

"..."

Lu Xiuzhi put down the dual cultivation method in his hand, walked up to Si Huai, took the towel in his hand, and helped him wipe his hair: "Blow dry your hair before going to sleep."

Si Huai leaned against the door, and said slowly: "I'm not asleep yet, I'll draw some more talismans."

Lu Xiuzhi hummed, and when Si Huai's wet hair was almost completely dry, he stroked his head and lowered his head to kiss the corner of his forehead.

"Go to bed early."

"Ah."

Si Huai licked his lips, hooked Lu Xiuzhi's neck, and kissed him hard.

"Good night."

Si Huai returned to the second bedroom. He has not lived in this room for a while. Housekeeper Chen regularly changes the sheets and quilts and cleans up the trash, but other things will not be moved. The talisman paper and cinnabar on the table still maintain their original appearance ,very messy.

Si Huai drew the curtains, opened the window, and looked down at the yard.

The yard was empty, without people, let alone ghosts.

There were a few ghosts passing by the side of the road, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Si Huai rested his chin and lazily drew the talisman.

Not long after, he heard a slight noise outside.

Si Huai looked over, and four or five ghosts walked into the courtyard cautiously, and stopped in their tracks.

They lowered their heads in shock, looked at their own bodies, and then at those of their companions, then walked up to the patriarch, clasped their hands together, and closed their eyes tightly, as if they were paying homage.

One of the ghosts with missing arms picked up the incense and danced and said something to the companions. These ghosts looked a lot more solemn and began to line up to offer incense in an orderly manner.

Looking at the green smoke curling up straight up, Si Huai seemed to feel the joy of the patriarch.

Si Huai leaned against the back of the chair, put his feet lazily on the table, and said to the air:

"Old thing, have you seen it?"

"The patriarch's incense is constantly burning, whether people or ghosts are worshiping, this is called the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead..."

As he babbled, ghosts came to the yard to offer incense and pray, wave after wave.

But there was nothing Si Huai wanted to see.

Just watching so boringly, before he knew it, Si Huai's eyelids slowly drooped, and he fell asleep lying on the table.

In the middle of the night, a gust of wind drifted by, the windows were slowly closed, and the temperature of the air conditioner was also increased.

The next day

Si Huai was woken up by the ringing of the phone. He woke up slowly and realized that he had slept on the table all night, his back was sore and his neck hurt.

After a while, Si Huaicai took out the mobile phone from the pile of talisman papers, it was a number without notes.

"Hey?"

"Si Guanzhu, hello, I'm Chen Yang."

Si Huai: "Who?"

"The CEO of Lu's Technology, we met a few days ago..."

Hearing the CEO, Si Huai remembered.

Great eunuch.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Just as Chen Yang opened his mouth, there was a cry of a baby on the other end of the phone.

"Excuse me, Master Si, please wait a moment."

There was a rustling sound, and Si Huai vaguely heard Chen Yang's voice coaxing the child.

After a while, Chen Yang's voice sounded again.

He lowered his voice and said, "Si Guanzhu, are you free today?"

"I would like to ask you to come and have a look at my house."

"I have been on vacation for the past two days, and I am helping my sister with the baby. My niece has just turned one year old, and she has been crying and crying since she came to my house. Isn't it the Ghost Festival? I am a little worried about whether there is something unclean in the house. "

"Don't worry, I've checked everything that needs to be checked. I've fed milk, changed diapers, and gone to the hospital for checkups. She just suddenly starts to cry for no reason."

Si Huai responded, "I'm free."

"Give me the address, come over later."

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and sent the detailed address to Si Huai.

Si Huai: "Hung up."

Chen Yang quickly said, "Wait a minute."

He hesitated and said, "Guanzhu Si, that... will Mr. Lu come over?"

Si Huai raised his eyebrows: "If there are two people, you have to pay more."

Chen Yang whispered, "It's not about money."

"It's me, how can I!"

Si Huai: "..."