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

"According to the calculation, the two of us will marry young and early."

Lu Xiuzhi was silent for a while: "That's very good."

These words sounded familiar, Si Huai thought about it for a while, but he didn't remember what he had said.

He doesn't understand the twists and turns of Buddhism, and he can't use the excuse of discussing Buddhism to continue to dawdle. If the senior brother was there, he would definitely be able to sit for three days and three nights...

After drinking tea, Si Huai said reluctantly, "I'll go back first."

Lu Xiuzhi stood up and said, "I'll see you off."

The rain had stopped, and Lu Xiuzhi was willing to send him off in person, so of course Si Huai would not refuse.

"Mr. Lu, see you tomorrow."

"Ah."

Lu Xiuzhi raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the thin back in front of him. With Si Huai's departure, the warmth around him gradually disappeared.

A few wandering souls floated over in a daze, and approached slowly.

Lu Xiuzhi stroked the Buddhist beads in his hand, and Master Jiwu's words sounded in his ears.

——As long as the people of extreme yang are together, they can get rid of the plight of ghosts.

Back at Si's house, Si Hongye sat on a chair and read the newspaper.

Hearing the sound of Si Huai's footsteps, he put down the newspaper abruptly, looked up and down for a while, and said in a rare non-irritative tone: "Why didn't you reply to the message? How is it?"

"out of battery."

Si Huaijin pulled the slippers and approached, and asked, "How about what?"

Seeing his foolish appearance, the nameless fire in Si Hongye's heart surged up again.

He took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and suppressed his anger: "Ask knowingly."

Fei Xiuxiu patted his arm and looked at Si Huai: "Xiao Si, have you seen Xiu Zhi?"

"seen."

Si Huai nodded.

Lu Xiuzhi's physique is unique, and there might be no second one in the entire Hua Kingdom.

He admired him and boasted, "Boss, your family has a good eye."

your family?

The corner of Si Hongye's eyes twitched, and he was about to go mad again.

Fei Xiuxiu hurriedly raised her teacup and gagged his mouth: "Old Si, the doctor said to protect your throat recently."

"How are you getting along with Xiuzhi?"

"pretty good."

Si Huai raised his eyebrows, and asked Si Hongye expectantly:

"When can we get married?"

Fei Xiuxiu was stunned.

Si Hongye was also stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he shouted angrily:

"You have no money again?!"

Si Huai waved his hand: "We really love each other."

"You, you..." Si Hongye slammed the teacup on the table and said angrily, "You really love each other!"

Si Huai glanced at him, thinking that this father can really be angry, angry if he doesn't get married, and angry even if he wants to get married.

"I'm going upstairs."

At noon the next day, Si Huai received a call from Lu Xiuzhi, and after confirming that he was also going, he quickly ran out of Si's house.

Jun'an Community is near the university town. It is a newly developed building in the past two years. Most of the residents are students and teachers from the surrounding schools. At this time, the community is very quiet and there are hardly any people in sight.

Holding the talisman, Xiang Qixiang didn't dare to press the elevator button: "Brother Si, there shouldn't be any accidents in the elevator, right?"

"People who take the elevator in horror movies end badly..."

Si Huai glanced at the dimly lit corridor and asked, "Which floor do you live on?"

"The seventeenth floor."

Go to the seventeenth floor?

Without even thinking about it, Si Huai patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's going to be fine, the end of the corridor in horror movies is not bad."

Lu Xiuzhi's footsteps paused.

Xiang Qixiang was not comforted, he pressed the elevator button hesitantly.

Fortunately, nothing happened and we went directly to the seventeenth floor.

Xiang Qixiang heaved a sigh of relief and opened the door.

A gloomy cold wind blew, and he quickly leaned against Si Huai.

Xiang Qixiang stood straight at the entrance, pulling Si Huai's clothes tightly with both hands, not daring to go in, let alone retreat, and introduced the situation of the house on the spot:

"When I bought this house, my mother even asked someone to calculate it. She said that this neighborhood has good Fengshui and is suitable for long-term living. I found this suite that was selected by several masters..."

Si Huai glanced around, the house facing south is spacious and bright, the sound insulation effect is very good, and it will not be noisy because of the surrounding schools and shopping malls.

"The house is nice."

Xiang Qixiang paused, and looked at him blankly: "Huh?"

Si Huai sighed: "What can be wrong with a house worth nearly ten million."

Xiang Qixiang thought about it for a while, then nodded vigorously: "Brother Si, you are right! The house is innocent."

"Even if there are, those ghosts are the ones who are wrong!"

"And this is a new house. There was no accident when it was built. It must not be a problem with the house."

"Hey... I made a jump to conclusion yesterday."

Si Huai looked at Xiang Qixiang strangely, he simply thought that the house was expensive and he could see hell.

My cousin can talk a lot, and his brain circuit is so clear.

After confirming that the house was okay, Xiang Qixiang calmed down a little, let them sit in the house, and took the initiative to go to the kitchen to get fruit drinks.

"There seem to be strawberries in the refrigerator, I'll wash them."

Si Huai went to the bathroom to wash his hands, turned on the faucet, and the water pipe vibrated.

After a long time, a small stream of water slowly flowed out.

He washed it off, and when he looked up, a bloody grimace appeared in the mirror, covered with scars, and his eyes had probably been gouged out, leaving only two black eye sockets with blood oozing out.

Si Huai looked behind him, there was no ghost, and then looked in the mirror, the ghost face in the mirror also disappeared.

Is it so perfunctory?

Not professional at all.

Just as he was thinking, Xiang Qixiang's screams came from the kitchen.

"Fuck ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Si Huai hurried out, only to see that Xiang Qixiang's face was pale, and he stumbled out, unable to speak: "I, I... water, blood..."

Si Huai passed him and walked into the kitchen.

Everything was normal, except that a ceramic fruit plate was broken on the ground, and the strawberries and cherries in it were scattered all over the ground, and it was stepped on a few times, and the juice splashed everywhere.

Xiang Qixiang hid behind Lu Xiu, shivering from the cold, hurried to Si Huai's side, and said with a mournful face: "Just, when I was washing the fruit just now, the water suddenly turned into, blood, blood water..."

Looking at the fruit on the ground, Si Huai frowned.

Waste, strawberries and cherries are precious this season.

Seeing his serious expression, Xiang Qixiang's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted, "Brother Si, is this tricky?"

Si Huai was still regretting the lost strawberry, and didn't understand what he said.

"What's the problem?"

Xiang Qixiang gave a thumbs up: "As expected of my brother."

Look at this dismissive expression, look at this rhetorical question, the master is so courageous.

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

He looked at the back of Xiang Qixiang's head, wondering if there was something wrong with the Xiang family's education.

Si Huai guessed that Xiang Qixiang had made up some weird things in his brain, he didn't bother to ask, so he sat on the sofa and talked about what happened in the toilet just now.

After listening, Xiang Qixiang quickly said: "The one I saw in the kitchen just now has no eyes! The one I met before is also..."

He wondered, "Why don't they have eyes?"

Si Huai doesn't know why ghosts have no eyes, because he hasn't seen ghosts since he was a child, and his understanding of this aspect is very little, which is similar to that of ordinary people.

Looking at Xiang Qixiang's thirsty eyes, Si Huai couldn't bear to say that he didn't know.

He thought for a moment, then slowly said: "Hmm... probably there is some kind of blind ghost organization."

Xiang Qixiang suddenly realized, and he was convinced: "So that's how it is."

One dares to speak, one dares to believe.

Lu Xiuzhi was silent.

After a while, he said, "It's the five strange ghosts."

Si Huai and Xiang Qixiang looked over at the same time, their eyes were equally blank.

Lu Xiuzhi reminded: "It's also called Mr. Yimuwu."

Si Huai shook his head, not knowing.

Seeing that he really didn't understand at all, Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips and slowly introduced the five strange ghosts.

The five strange ghosts are not one ghost, but five ghosts, four of which have no eyes, and all obey the orders of the only ghost with eyes.

Therefore, the leading ghost is also called Mr. Yimuwu.

The five ghosts survive by sucking the vitality of human beings. Mr. Yimuwu will instruct the other four ghosts to smell human beings, one by one in order, and the people who have been smelled will gradually weaken and start to get sick. The ghosts have heard it, and the body is weak and weak, which is the time of death.

Si Huai exhaled, he was right.

It is indeed a blind ghost organization, a gang of crimes.

After hearing these words, Xiang Qixiang felt chills all over his body, his teeth began to chatter, and he said with a frightened expression: "I, I have already been smelled by four..."

"One more, will I die on the spot?"

Si Huai glanced at his face, the black air lingering before had dissipated, and his life would not be in danger in a short time.

"It'll be fine, you won't die if you get sucked twice."

Seeing Xiang Qixiang's sad face, Si Huai thought about it and gave him an example: "It's similar to donating blood, and it can also promote blood circulation in the body."

It sounds very scientific.

Xiang Qixiang was somewhat comforted this time.

He asked nervously: "Brother Si, how are you going to deal with that Wuqi later... Mr. Yimuwu?"

Si Huai was startled: "That's a good question."

He hasn't thought about it yet.

It's my first time catching ghosts, so I don't have much experience.

It was Xiang Qixiang's first encounter with a ghost, and he didn't know what to ask and what not to ask.

Seeing that Si Huai didn't speak, he took it for granted that he couldn't ask this question, after all, there was a ghost behind the wall.

"Brother Si, it's okay if you don't say it."

Si Huai thought for a while, except for the seal of the sect master and the memorial tablet of the patriarch, the senior brother didn't leave him any magic weapon for catching ghosts.

He scratched the scar on his right arm and said hesitantly, "Just a fist."

He's pretty good at fighting.

Xiang Qixiang murmured: "Is this the realm in the legend? There is no sword in your hand, but you have a sword in your heart."

Si Huai: "..."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

Xiang Qixiang held the talisman paper in his hand, and continued to ask: "Then when shall we do it?"

Lu Xiuzhi: "...the five strange ghosts only harm people when they are young."

"Ah?" Xiang Qixiang was stunned, "Then they were just now?"

"Phantom, scare people."

Si Huai was stunned, no wonder he didn't notice Yin Qi just now.

Xiang Qixiang couldn't help complaining: "Why are they scaring people, what a bad idea."

When this question was discussed, he immediately said to Xiang Qixiang: "Being frightened will have a certain impact on the body, and if it is serious, it will leave the soul."

"To put it simply, they just want to take advantage of your illness and kill you."

Xiang Qixiang almost cried.

The whole afternoon was safe and sound. After dinner, the temperature gradually dropped. When it was approaching midnight, a strong wind blew outside the window and whizzed by.

Xiang Qixiang couldn't help but turn on the air conditioner, his body was warm and the soles of his feet were chilly.

He leaned into Si Huai's ear and asked, "Brother Si, do you still have the talisman?"

Holding the fruit plate in his arms, Si gave him his schoolbag: "Take it yourself."

Xiang Qixiang opened it to see that it was full of talismans.

He took two, stuffed one in one shoe, and handed Lu Xiuzhi a few more.

Lu Xiuzhi lowered his head, looked at the talisman paper with crooked handwriting in his palm, and remembered the scene where Si Huai used red ink to trace the talisman yesterday.

The procedure of drawing talismans is cumbersome. Meditate and train the mind in advance, then show the gods and Buddhas to indicate the purpose, and recite mantras to invite the gods when drawing talismans... Every step requires the talisman drawer to strictly abide by it and require sincerity.

Generally, this kind of talisman paper with irregular handwriting is a waste talisman and has no use at all.

But Si Huai is different...

If you know the orifice of the book talisman, it will make ghosts and gods jump.

Lu Xiuzhi raised his eyelids, and his eyes fell on Si Huai's fair face. He took a bite of a strawberry, his cheeks were puffed up, and his light-colored lips seemed to be two points red with the juice.

Like a normal untrained college student.

Lu Xiuzhi retracted his gaze and looked at the hanging clock.

Time passed by minute by minute, Si Huai finished eating the last strawberry, and the second hand clicked and turned to the position of eleven.

The time has come.

Si Huai leaned on the sofa and glanced around, wondering where the five strange ghosts would come from.

Xiang Qixiang squeezed the talisman tightly, his heart beating wildly nervously.

1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes later, the corner of Si Huai's clothes was ripped.

"Where?"

He turned around abruptly, and Xiang Qixiang behind him clenched his teeth, his face turning blue.

Si Huai's eyes lit up, and he followed his gaze to see the toilet door.

Xiang Qixiang bent over, suppressed the surging urge to urinate, and stammered, "I, I want to go to the toilet."

Si Huai: "Go."

Xiang Qixiang frowned: "No, I dare not."

Afraid that he would urinate later, Si Huai stood up: "I'll accompany you."

Xiang Qixiang took two steps, then turned back and asked Lu Xiuzhi: "Brother, do you want to come together?"

Lu Xiuzhi: "...No need."

Xiang Qixiang didn't know about his cousin's physique, he only heard from his elders that he was very accomplished in metaphysics.

But now there were five ghosts, and he didn't dare to leave his cousin alone, so he thought for a while: "Then I won't close the door."

Si Huai leaned lazily against the door frame, listening to the murmur of the water.

Anyway, everyone is a man, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, even after listening to it, he feels like letting go.

Xiang Qixiang was very considerate and volunteered to watch over him.

Si Huai opened the zipper, and a cold ghostly aura suddenly came from the right side.

He tilted his head, and a ghost image appeared in the mirror of the washstand. His long black hair covered his face, and a pair of scarlet eyes faintly appeared between the hair strands, staring at him faintly.

Hey!

Si Huaili pulled on his trouser chain, raised his hand to touch the mirror, and dragged the ghost out of the mirror.

Mr. Ichimogo hadn't reacted yet, and then he heard a sneer from above his head:

"Peeping?"

He raised his head in a daze, and the overwhelming fists came to him.

Every punch hit the soul body firmly, and the blazing yang energy instantly dissolved the soul, and in the blink of an eye, half of the head was gone.

He struggled to open his remaining eye wide, and looked at the human in disbelief.

Impossible, his hundreds of years of practice...

Realizing that he would be out of his wits if this went on, Yimuwu struggled frantically and called for his companions.

Si Huai punched him on the mouth, damn it, can't I see enough? !

It's actually called a person, no, it's called a ghost.

Dead pervert!