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

"Losing money."

The other Taoists were all stunned. They didn't think about losing money, they only thought about how to deal with Zhu Cheng. After hearing Si Huai's words, they all thought in unison in their hearts. Daotian Temple is really a down-to-earth Taoist temple.

Yuan Yu murmured: "Si Guanzhu is really quick thinking and logical."

"I can think of this in a short period of time."

Lu Xiuzhi who heard him muttering to himself: "..."

Si Huai accepted Yuan Yu's compliment calmly.

The hotel manager nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, the hotel will be responsible for your medical expenses, mental damage expenses and a series of expenses."

Yu Town is a small place, if something happened in the hotel that caused harm to people by its employees, it would be spread around immediately, and there would definitely be no more business in the future.

Losing money is a trivial matter, and the hotel manager said: "In addition, you will be free of food and lodging these days."

Hearing that the meal was complete, Si Huai immediately ordered all the dishes on the menu: "Send to 1603."

The manager hurriedly gave orders.

His attitude was very good, and the priests didn't pursue it any further. They asked the manager to contact the police first, and took the waiter to the police station to provide clues for finding Zhu Cheng's trace. The others stayed in the hotel and started discussing for three days to supersede the undead dojo. specific matters.

Currently, the Shangyang Daoist Association is mainly based on the Baiyun Temple. The high-level meritorious service of the Daoist Temple this time, that is, the deacon of the mandala was appointed as Daoist Fang from the beginning, and the scripture teachers were selected from other Taoist temples.

High skills require chanting scriptures in the dojo, stepping on foot and fighting, and more importantly, keeping the spirit and exercising energy to communicate with the gods.

This time it took three days and three nights to do the Dojo of Death, and mental and physical strength are indispensable.

Although Daoist Fang is in good health, he is mentally exhausted. He is worried that he will affect the entire Dojo Dojo, so he asked, "Which fellow Taoist is willing to take over the position of Gao Gong?"

Most of the Taoist priests have been recruited, with varying degrees of severity. The ones who are full of energy and energy are all young Taoist priests, and no one dares to respond.

Fang Daochang turned his gaze around, and finally landed on Si Huai: "Si Guanzhu?"

Si Huai looked up blankly, he had only done a simple dojo in the ancient town once, and had never been in contact with a large dojo for three days and three nights.

Si Huai said truthfully, "I won't."

Fang Daochang persuaded: "You are talented, young and strong, and you are loved by the gods. You are the best candidate."

Most of the Taoist priests present were the ones who had a meeting together at Baiyun Temple last time. Knowing that Taoist Fang was telling the truth, no one had any objections.

Si Huai hummed perfunctorily.

Seeing his disinterested expression, Taoist Fang thought for a moment, leaned into Si Huai's ear, and said softly, "Si Guanzhu, it's for extra money."

Si Huai raised his eyelids and said solemnly, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Taoist Fang will be silent for a moment, and hand over the scriptures to be recited tomorrow to Si Huai.

Seeing his words, Si Huai nodded and agreed, Yuan Yu couldn't help but asked Fang Daochang in a low voice: "Senior brother, what did you just say?"

Fang Daozhang slowly raised his hand, rubbing his thumb and forefinger lightly.

Looking at this gesture, Yuanyu pondered for a long time, he saw it on the Internet, it seems to be called Bixin?

"Brother, is it love?"

Fang Daozhang nodded: "Not bad."

Loving money is also a kind of love.

Yuanyu said with emotion: "You are worthy of being the master of the temple, and you have great love in your heart."

Taoist Fang:? ? ?

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Early the next morning, the group set off for the dojo site near the ancient tomb.

The size of the dojo is not small. Candlesticks, incense burners, etc. have been placed in the venue early, and everything is available. The accompaniment team and scripture teachers are sitting on the seats, looking towards the path, as if they are waiting for someone.

When the nearby villagers heard about the ashram, they rushed over to watch the excitement, and the venue was full of people.

"I heard that the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple cast the spell himself."

"Oh, Baiyun Temple is a grand one, has the mayor lost his money?"

"Looking at the ostentation, it should cost a lot of money."

…………

The middle-aged woman was talking to her companion, when a young man's voice came from behind:

"Excuse me, let me go."

"Don't squeeze, lad, you can't get in—"

The middle-aged woman turned her head and was taken aback when she saw the young Taoist priest dressed in red with red lips and white teeth.

"Dao, Daoist, you are so young."

"Grandfather enjoys the meal."

Si Huai responded casually, passed the crowd, and walked into the dojo.

Daoist Fang in the seat breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly handed him a glass of water: "Fortunately, we arrived."

Si Huai also breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I brought all the cassocks with me."

The Taoist robes of Gao Gong and the scripture teacher are different. Gao Gong wears a cassock, while the scripture teacher wears a flowered garment, also known as a sutra robe, which is simpler than the cassock.

Si Huai brought both the cassock and the flowered robe, and when he went out in the morning, he wore the floral robe and mixed in with the sutra masters, but he didn't notice that he got up and had to put on the cassock when he was about to arrive at the dojo, so he hurried back to change.

Si Huai drank two large glasses of water in one breath, and after a short rest, the auspicious time came.

The scientific rituals on the first day of the death day are opening the altar, calming the soul, fetching water, calming the water, dangling the dirty, raising the banner, hanging the list, the three cleansing watch, the three yuan watch, and the clean kitchen.

The opening music sounded, Si Huai held his breath and concentrated, walked slowly to the front of the spiritual seat, braked the board, and said: "Open the altar to help Duo perform Jinke, Tianzun will lead Hongbo..."

His voice was clear, with a unique rhythm. The whispering of the crowd disappeared immediately, and even his breathing subconsciously eased.

"It's good to take this white cloud and go back. The immortals recommend Daluo."

As soon as Si Huai finished speaking, a gust of breeze came and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

The scripture teacher answered: "An Ling enjoys offerings to the Heavenly Venerable."

"Fu ordered to go down to Quanqu Mansion, and the souls of the dead came to Taihuang Banner."

As the scientific ceremony progressed, the breeze gradually became colder, rustling animal calls sounded from the forest and hills, and the lonely ghosts around the ancient tomb gradually approached.

The construction of the mausoleum was originally a place full of aura. Later, due to the burial and the sacrifice of ghosts, the aura was overwhelmed. Therefore, there are many ghosts like toilet ghosts around the ancient tomb. .

Although the onlookers couldn't see the ghosts, they felt the temperature drop suddenly. Some of the onlookers shivered and put on their coats.

The ghosts have different appearances and different costumes, ancient, Republican, modern, and even naked wild ghosts.

Si Huai raised his eyes, looked at the ghosts approaching, and chanted a mantra in a low voice, and the willow branches were sprinkled with dew to remove the dirt on the ghosts.

Si Huai was dressed in a red Taoist robe with a fair complexion, which became more and more eye-catching under the sunlight.

Lu Xiuzhi looked at him quietly, unable to look away.

Xiaoqing stared at the ancient ghosts for a while, and then at the Taoist robe on her body.

He stretched out his small hands to smooth out the wrinkles on the Taoist robe, looked at Si Huai seriously, and whispered, "Si Huai is so handsome."

It was rare for Lu Xiuzhi to respond to his words, and he hummed lightly, with an extra curve on his lips.

"mine."

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After three days and three nights at the Dushi Dojo, Si Huai was so tired that he lay down in the hotel for a whole day, and ate the menu three times with Xiaoqing.

Every time it was a CD, the hotel manager was so frightened that he came to the door in person and asked about Si Huai's physical condition. After confirming that there was no problem, he sent someone to deliver Jianweixiaoshi tablets.

Xiaoqing poured a roast chicken into her mouth, and asked vaguely, "Si Huai, are all the dojos good?"

Si doubted: "Why do you ask this?"

Xiaoqing chewed the chicken, swallowed it, and said slowly: "I seem to have done a dojo before."

"A lot of Taoist priests surrounded me, and then I don't remember."

Si Whistle paused, put the roast duck in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Well, everything is good."

Xiaoqing grinned and swallowed the whole roast duck in one gulp.

After eating for the fifth time, he took out the meat ball in his pocket and licked it twice to clear his mouth.

Back in Shangyang, Si Huai looked through the news in the group, Fang Daochang uploaded the photos taken by the photographer.

Si Huai picked the most handsome Zhang, and posted a Weibo: [Happy cooperation. 】

On the last night of the holiday, netizens were surfing the Internet, and dozens of comments were added as soon as they were refreshed.

[Fuck who is this? !I look like my husband. 】

[Which Taoist priest is this, please introduce. 】

[This seems to be Yu Zhen's dojo two days ago. 】

[People from Benyu Town showed up to say, yes, the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple was invited, smiling.jpg]

[So this photo is of the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple? 】

【I'm also from Yu Zhen. I invited the head of the Shangyang Daoist Association, not Baiyun Temple. 】

[Above, Daotian Temple is not in the Dao Association list at all, okay? 】

[Take away our Baiyun Temple, Daotian Temple must show some face. 】

[Maybe Daotian Temple is a crowd, dog head.jpg]

…………

Seeing that there was a quarrel in the comments, Si Huai sighed faintly, nothing else, but when it comes to the Daoist Association, his heart is pierced.

Even if he has a good relationship with the local Daoist Association, but the hardware equipment is not enough, he will not pass the audit.

Thinking about it, Si Huai searched for the house price in Shangyang, and his eyes went dark.

In just two or three months, it actually increased by another 5000 yuan.

That night, Si Huaiqiong couldn't sleep.

On Monday morning, with two dark circles under his eyes, he made a small report to the grandfather, and by the way complained about the outrageous housing prices and the hardship of life, before he set off for school.

As soon as he walked downstairs to the dormitory, he saw Yao Qian floating on the lawn reading a book.

Yao Qian seldom came to him without saying a word. Si Huai was stunned for a moment and asked, "I want money? What's the matter?"

Yao Qian quickly drifted closer, and said to him: "My Lord, when I was walking in the park, I heard a ghost say that the wanted criminal seemed to be on the highway leaving Shangyang."

Si Huai quickly asked, "In which direction?"

"Wusze Town."

Yao Qian read the news and knew that Zhu Cheng's master Zhang Liang was Shang Yang who escaped from Wuze Town.

He asked, "Is Wuze Town Zhu Cheng's hometown?"

Si Huai frowned: "Who?"

Yao Qian was silent for a moment, then said it again: "Is that the hometown of the wanted criminal?"

Si Huai shook his head: "I don't know, I'll tell the Daoxiehe Police Station the news first."

After Si Huai finished making the phone call, Yao Qian continued, "By the way, Master, there is another matter."

"Isn't it the May Day holiday two days ago? A few ghosts came back from a tour and said that they met the leader of the cult and his left and right guardians in Yuzhen."

"I heard that they went to wipe out all the lonely ghosts in Yuzhen, killed and ate them all, and the ghost city in Yuzhen is now empty!"

Si Huai frowned, feeling that something was wrong: "I was in Yuzhen during the May Day holiday with the Taoist association's priests."

"Is the cult so courageous?"

Yao Qian was also a little puzzled: "Is the specific location different?"

"I heard that the cult appeared near the ancient tomb in Yuzhen."

Si Huai was stunned for a moment, then figured it out.

He said angrily: "Those ghosts are obviously rescued by us in the dojo for three days and three nights!"

"How dare the cult dare to touch porcelain?!"

Don't talk about martial arts!

The author has something to say: Si Huai: No martial arts!

All the ghosts: Don't talk about Wude!