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

"Two-fifths of the magic is performed, and two-fifths of the wealth is transported. Rounding it up means that no magic is used."

Lu Xiuzhi was silent for a moment, and emphasized: "Five ghosts' fortune is not orthodox."

Unwilling to give up, Si Huai bargained: "Where is that ghost?"

Lu Xiuzhi: "...Are you short of money?"

Si Huai was surprised: "You can't even see this?"

"I'm not short of money, but very short of money."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

Cousin Wang on the side was holding Madam Wang's hands and fed Suxiao Jiuxin Pills, and Mama Wang finally woke up slowly.

Cousin Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly asked, "Master Daoist, is it because of the five ghosts' fortune-making skills that the factory happened?"

Lu Xiuzhi: "The five ghosts will turn their fortunes against each other. At least, the family wealth will be wiped out, and at worst, the family will be destroyed."

Mama Wang took a deep breath, covered her chest, and took another quick-acting heart-rescuing pill.

Cousin Wang asked with a pale face: "Then, how to solve it?"

"Remove the shrine first, and disperse the evil wealth."

Cousin Wang: "How much money do you have to distribute?"

Lu Xiuzhi glanced at him: "Of course you know what's wrong with the business."

The few tens of millions of orders last year were not right, and the bids were ridiculously high, far exceeding the market price.

But there are tens of millions...

Cousin Wang was a little hesitant: "But the money didn't fall from the sky, it was driven out by hard work and overtime in the factory..."

"Director, is there really no other way?"

Si Huai said empathetically, "You can continue to worship."

"It can be regarded as a good reputation for dying for personal gain."

Cousin Wang: "..."

Ms. Wang stared, she slapped Cousin Wang on the back of the head, and said angrily, "Are you crazy for wanting to make money?"

"Life is more important than money."

finished.She turned her head to look at Si Huai, her attitude was completely different from before.

"Two priests, don't worry about this kid, I have the final say on the money I get."

"Sacred shrines and charity work are trivial things." Mama Wang paused and asked, "It's just...do you have nothing to worry about after finishing these two things?"

Lu Xiuzhi shook his head: "You are just enshrining the five ghosts, not driving them."

"The secret altar in the hands of the messenger is the foundation."

Mama Wang immediately figured it out, and asked, "Does that mean if the Buddhist altar over there is not removed, that person can use our family's luck to raise ghosts?"

Lu Xiuzhi nodded.

Mama Wang scolded angrily: "He's a god, I'll just say that dead Taoist with white hair doesn't look like a good person."

"Wang Zhihui, copy something, let's go find that dastardly Taoist priest."

Si Huai and Lu Xiuzhi naturally went together, while Dong Dashan and Wang Biaosao stayed to handle the shrine.

Baifa Laodao lives at the junction of Wuze Ancient Town and neighboring towns. It is a single-family house on the side of the road, surrounded by walls and sparsely populated. There are almost no other houses in sight.

Mother Wang scolded him for being sneaky and said to several people: "That Taoist dog is very careful. Fortunately, the two Taoist priests are not wearing Taoist robes. They are really wise."

"..."

Si Huai still remembered that she complained about not wearing Taoist robes a few hours ago.

After getting out of the car, Mother Wang rang the doorbell.

Soon, a young man in a gray robe opened the door and looked at them warily: "Who are you?"

Mama Wang's furious expression instantly turned into a smiling face, and she said familiarly, "Xiao Daoist, it's me, Li Xiufen."

"I invited a golden Buddha to your master last year. Is your master there?"

The young man stared at Mama Wang for a while, then remembered.

He relaxed, looked at Si Huai and the others: "Then who are they?"

Ms. Wang pulled Cousin Wang over and said, "This is my son. Business is not doing well recently. Take him to see the face."

"These two are my son's partners, and they came together to consult about business."

Master's business is regular customers introducing new customers, the young man didn't think too much, and let a few people enter the door sideways.

"I'll take you to see Master."

The young man led several people across the yard and into the side room on the first floor.

"Master is inside."

Opening the door for several people, he turned and left.

Si Huai looked in, and there were various Buddha statues and god statues in the room, big and small, with the same expression as the golden Buddha in Wang's family, with half-opened eyes and a smile at the corner of the mouth, which was very strange.

In the middle of the room stood a middle-aged man in Taoist robes, with white hair and even eyebrows, holding a dust whisk in his hand, and was burning incense to the Buddha statue.

Si Huai looked at him, then at his T-shirt and jeans, he looked more like a Taoist priest than him.

Mother Wang's joy was beyond words when she saw the old man with white hair.

She strode over and shouted sincerely, "Teacher! Help!"

The white-haired old man asked, "What's wrong?"

Mother Wang grabbed his wrist and said, "Look at my son's face, he has been very unlucky recently."

The white-haired old man looked towards the door, his eyes stayed on Si Huai's face for a moment, and then fell on Cousin Wang's face: "It's true that your luck has been sluggish recently."

Mama Wang shouted: "It's not just a downturn! The family is almost ruined!"

The white-haired old man asked calmly, "What happened?"

Mama Wang held his hand tightly, pressed the corners of her mouth, and said through gnash teeth, "What happened, don't you think you're a bitch?"

"Director, it's him!"

Hearing the word Daochang, the white-haired old Taoist's expression changed, and he kicked Mama Wang, forcing her back a few meters, and kicked her to the ground.

"Mom!" Cousin Wang hurried to help his mother.

Si Huai frowned, picked up a small Buddha statue, and threw it at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man dodged sideways, and the small clay Buddha statue fell to the ground, torn apart, and the familiar musty smell wafted in the air.

Si Huai lowered his eyes, and there was a handful of white rice, hair and nails, and talisman paper scattered on the ground, which looked the same as those contained in the golden Buddha of the Wang Family.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked Lu Xiuzhi, "Is this the secret altar you mentioned?"

Lu Xiuzhi hummed and frowned slightly.

As the name suggests, the secret altar is an altar.

There must be other uses for putting in gods and Buddhas...

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips and glanced at the statues of gods and Buddhas in the room.

Seeing that the secret altar was destroyed, the white-haired old man's expression changed drastically: "How dare you!"

"Why don't I dare?"

Si Huai threw his arms around and dropped five or six small statues in one go.

The white-haired old man couldn't believe it: "You, you...this is the image of Sanqing!"

Sanqing is Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and Taiqing Daode Tianzun. They are the highest gods in Taoism. All practitioners of Taoism respect the statues of Sanqing, and even dare not look directly at the statues.

Si Huai bowed his head, the statue was in pieces, and the original appearance could not be seen.

However, there is nothing around the fragments of the previous Buddha statues. Obviously, the Taoist god statues are not secret altars.

It seems that this old man is really religious.

Si Huai said without changing his face: "You just say so?"

"What kind of Taoism do you know, old-eyed, dazed, evil, heretical?"

The white-haired old man didn't bring it up in one breath, his face flushed red from holding back.

Si Huai pushed two more Buddha statues.

Now it is confirmed that the Buddha statues are all secret altars.

Si Huai subconsciously glanced at Lu Xiuzhi, and saw that his brows were slightly frowned, thinking that the great monk was angry when he saw the Buddha statue being defiled.

Si Huai immediately stood on the moral high ground, and scolded first to respect: "You old dog, you stop doing business and think about dividing our friendship between Buddhism and Taoism all day long, has melanin grown into your heart..."

The white-haired old Taoist had lived for so many years, and it was the first time he was attacked by a Taoist priest, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He directly took out the talisman, made seals with both hands, and called out: "The sky is dark, the earth is dark, where are the five ghosts..."

As soon as the first sentence was uttered, a cloud of cloudy air drifted through the airtight room, the candle flame flickered, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

Si Huai stopped scolding, and quietly watched the white-haired old man perform the spell.

"...Urgently, like a law! The five ghosts appear!"

As soon as the voice fell, five black shadows suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The black shadows floated in the air and gradually became clear.

Cousin Wang and Mama Wang saw a ghost for the first time in their lives, their legs became weak from fright, and they hid behind Si Huai tremblingly.

The white-haired old man sneered, pointed at Si Huai and the others: "They are the ones who destroyed the secret altar dedicated to you."

One of the five ghosts said sadly: "It's just right, I haven't eaten a living soul for a long time."

Then, the other ghosts laughed ferociously, staring at them closely with their scarlet eyes, obviously seeing them as a delicious meal on the plate.

Cousin Wang fell to the ground, hugged Mama Wang, feeling remorseful, and almost cried: "I should have interrupted him to read the article just now."

Si Huai glanced at the talisman paper thrown on the ground by the white-haired old man, dipped his fingers in some cinnabar, drew it exactly as it was, and then made a seal.

The white-haired old man could tell at a glance that Si Huai was using his own spells, and the talismans and handprints were incomplete.

"The sky is blue and the fields are vast, um... where is the ghost king..."

Cousin Wang had confidence in Si Huai at first, thinking that he would also summon ghosts to help.

When he heard the word Ye Mangmang, his eyes went dark, and he still looked down upon the cattle and sheep.

"It's over, it's over."

The white-haired old man sneered: "I didn't even remember the mantra, so I am ashamed of myself."

With five ghosts guarding him behind him, he wanted to see what this so-called Taoist priest could summon.

Si Huai stuttered and finished chanting the spell, but nothing happened.

The white-haired old Taoist laughed, and said to Wang Mama, "You found such a Taoist priest?"

Mother Wang clutched her chest, tremblingly took out the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill.

Suddenly, a timid voice sounded in the house:

"Si Huai, are you calling me?"

Si Huai glanced around and saw that Xiaoqing was the only ghost coming, and nodded slowly:

"dinner's ready."