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

Seeing that Si Huai's expression began to change, the dean sternly said: "Now I know it's too late to be afraid! Why didn't you know to consider the consequences when you did it?"

"The nature of your matter is very serious. Classes have been suspended for the past few days. You should go home and reflect on it. The specific punishment will be announced in two days. You can go home and wait for the news..."

After the dean finished speaking, Si Huai put on his slippers, got up and said, "Thank you teacher, then I will have a holiday first, no, let's go first."

Seeing his idle back, the dean's eyes twitched, and he said to the counselor, "You should contact his parents now and tell them the specific situation."

The counselor quickly took out his mobile phone, searched for the information of class one, and dialed the parent's mobile phone number that Si Huai had filled in.

After hearing the phone ring, he was silent for a while: "It's an empty number..."

The dean was angry: "This Si Huai, he even fooled the information required by the school!"

As soon as Si Huai walked out of the office, Dong Dashan stuffed him with a bottle of iced Coke.

"What did the teacher say?"

Si Huai took a sip of iced Coke and said cheerfully, "It's a holiday."

Dong Dashan asked nervously: "What holiday? Is it true that I will be expelled from school?!"

Si Huai: "No, class is suspended."

Suspension is better than withdrawal.

Dong Dashan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with a bitter face: "Oh, what should I do?"

"The punishment hasn't come down yet, so it won't be more serious then?"

"Can I take the college entrance examination again after being dropped out of university? Let me check..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I can take the college entrance examination again."

Seeing that there was a way out, Dong Dashan punched Si Huai's arm: "Didn't you say that nothing will happen!"

Si Huai raised his eyes lazily: "Aren't you okay?"

Dong Dashan was stunned for a while, then gritted his teeth and cursed: "What about you? Have you counted on yourself?"

Si Huai said truthfully, "No."

"There is no need to count at all, and there is no possibility of accidents."

"..."

Dong Dashan was silent for a moment, then wiped his face: "You are too optimistic!"

Si Huai said flatly, "This is not optimism, but self-confidence."

Dong Dashan: "...what are you going to do next?"

Si Huai glanced at him strangely: "It's a holiday."

"..."

…………

Si Huaili left the school confidently and returned to Lu's house.

I wanted to tell Lu Xiuzhi the good news, but when I saw the empty Lu's house, I remembered that today is a working day and Lu Xiuzhi has to go to work.

Si Huai picked up the ponytail, went to the front yard to chat with the patriarch, and wiped the tablet by the way.

After Xiaoqing finished offering the incense, he played a game of chasing each other with the chicken essence in the yard.

"Si Huai, what happened to your chicken?"

A middle-aged male voice suddenly sounded at the door, Si Huai turned his head, it was Si Hongye.

And he didn't come here with Fei Xiuxiu, there was only one person.

Si Huai ignored him, turned his head and continued to wipe the tablets.

Si Hongye walked up behind him, looked at the chicken, looked at the sky, stood there for more than ten minutes, and didn't even get a look from Si Huai.

Si Hongye cleared his throat and asked, "How is the Taoist temple's business recently?"

Si Huai responded perfunctorily: "It's okay."

Si Hongye frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"Can something happen."

Si Huai put the patriarch's tablet back in the cabin, and stared up at Si Hongye.

Seeing that he finally looked at him squarely, Si Hongye raised his chin and straightened his tie: "Have you checked Weibo?"

Si Huai shook his head.

Si Hongye paused for a while, then said tactfully, "Weibo, discover new things anytime and anywhere."

Si Huai: "...how much did Weibo give you?"

Are the ads hitting your doorstep?

Si Hongye snorted coldly, thinking that it should be how much money he gave Weibo.

"gone."

After finishing speaking, Si Hongye walked towards Si Huai without looking back.

Looking at his round back, Si Huai was confused, what's wrong with Lao Si?

Si Huai took out his phone and wanted to click on Weibo, but a series of WeChat messages popped up on the screen.

Dong Dashan: [Fuck, Fuck, someone must be messing with our Taoist temple! 】

Dong Dashan: [The fucking school didn't even come down with punishment, yet someone posted on the forum! 】

Dong Dashan: [I'm so mad! [Link]】

Si Huai clicked on the link and took a look.

Title: Good Will Overcome Evil

Content: lz went to the office to hand in the materials today, and heard something amazing. The master of the Daotian Temple is actually from our School of Public Administration, and he will be expelled from school for engaging in feudal superstition hahhh, now the leader of the cult has already was suspended.If you don't believe me, you can ask yourself.

[1L:? ? ? 】

[2L: Daotian Temple?No way?I also bought their family charms. 】

【3L: It took so long for the school to check Weibo...】

[4L: Is it true or not? 】

[5L: I'm in the study department. In the morning, there were two roll calls and they weren't there. 】

……

[20L: The school did a great job! 】

[21L: I've long been upset to see this feudal superstitionist. 】

[22L: hhhh the dog of Daotian Temple is not coming out now? 】

[23L: Landlord, I want to move this post to Weibo, Weibo is still doing dirty work. 】

…………

Si Huai thought about it, and replied: [Support the title. 】

He switched back to WeChat, and there was no news from Dong Dashan, so he probably went to class.

Teacher Chen sent a message asking if he had time to go to the excavation station recently.

Si Huai immediately returned when he was free, and when he looked up, he saw that Ji Jing was not happy to play with Xiaoqing, and was so angry that he flapped his wings and flew around.

"Xiaoqing, are you going to Yuzhen?"

"Go."

As soon as the words fell, the chicken essence wobbled and flew in front of Si Huai, looking at him eagerly with mung bean-sized eyes.

"You want to go too?"

"Giggle-"

Si Huai said lightly, "What are you going to do?"

chicken: "cluck cluck!"

Si Huai: "I don't understand, do you want to give everyone extra meals?"

"Then I want chicken legs."

The chicken crowed and ran away.

…………

When they arrived at the Yuzhen Excavation Station, Chen Fuhong and others were busy answering the phone, what was the newspaper for a while, and what was the TV station for a while.

Meng Chun hung up the phone, and excitedly said to Si Huai, "Mr. Si, we have found out the information about the owner of the tomb!"

Si Huai raised his eyelids: "What information?"

"It's his life story. Although it is a small dependent country, they still have historians."

Meng Chun dragged him to the computer and opened the file: "Look, part of this is recorded by the historian, and part of it is discovered from the murals carved on the tomb passage."

"The owner of this tomb is called Landao. He is dedicated to Taoism and doesn't even care about government affairs. He studies Taoism all day long. Many things recorded in Zhang Liang's handbook were copied from him. It is estimated that some ancient books were stolen by tomb robbers. It was discovered by Zhang Liang."

Meng Chun clicked to the next page, and the scanned picture of the mural was displayed on the computer screen.

The protagonist wears a crown and a fancy dress. The murals record that he married a witch for the purpose of cultivating the Tao, gave birth to a child, and then used the witch and the child to continue his practice.

Si Huai ignored the small yellow pictures, pointed to the children inside and asked, "Is this the child in the tomb mural?"

"Yeah," Meng Chun nodded, and said, "Landao is a wolf. In order to cultivate into a fairy, he directly used his wife and son as sacrifices. When he opened the coffin, he could see the traces of his nails on the back... ..."

Si Huai's face changed, and he accidentally touched the mouse, and saw a few pictures full of bones, which were even worse than the bones in the dead hole.

"Lanji is a small country that is not as big as Shangyang City. We found a lot of bones in the tomb. Mao estimates that he killed at least half of the people in the country..."

"Meng Chun, get ready, the TV station will come to interview in the evening." Chen Fuhong said to Meng Chun.

Meng Chun turned on the phone's front camera excitedly: "Oh my god, this is the first time I've been on TV in my life."

He turned his head and saw Si Huai's expression was cold, he was stunned: "Mr. Si, why are you so stern?"

Si Huai lowered his eyes and said, "It's nothing, I'm hungry."

"Let's order takeaway and eat early, lest hiccups affect my image during the interview." Meng Chun said.

Si Huai nodded, opened the takeaway app, and ordered all the dishes from the top three restaurants on the list.

Seeing his four-digit payment amount, Meng Chun was startled: "Mr. Si, do you want to treat everyone to dinner?"

Si Huai glanced at him: "Please ghost eat."

"...Can ghosts eat?"

"Not only can I eat, but I can also eat you."

"..."

Si Huai ordered too many takeaways, and the seller called to inquire, making sure that he made no mistakes, so he hurried to cook.

Si Huai hung up the phone, looked at the file for a while, and turned off the computer with a blank expression.

He walked outside the workshop to breathe, and saw Daoist Fang and several familiar Taoist priests walking towards the excavation station.

Fang Daochang saw Si Huai for the first time.

He hurried over and said, "Si Guanzhu, we have reported Zhu Cheng's matter, and we haven't investigated his connection with the cult organization so far, but the Cultural Affairs Bureau should have issued relevant documents to remind everyone to be vigilant..."

Si Huai nodded: "I have a deep understanding of this matter."

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have a day off today.

Fang Daochang was a little at a loss, what experience?

"By the way, the conditions for applying to the Daoist Association seem to be adjusted recently. Master is also here today. Why don't you guys have a chat in person..."

As he said that, Daoist Fang suddenly realized that Master didn't follow in, but stood outside the courtyard, staring at a tree in a daze?

"What's wrong with this tree?"

Si Huai looked up, the tree was fine, and Xiaoqing was playing with ants under the tree.

He left the courtyard, just walked behind Lu Ren, and before he could speak, he called out to Convenience, "Guan Si."

Si Huai responded, "Guard Master Lu."

"My surname is Lu."

Lu Ren looked at Xiaoqing's back, and said softly, "Si Guanzhu, the ghost king is beyond the Three Realms, and his resentment cannot be dissipated by Taoism."

Si Huai lowered his eyes, and the smile on his face faded.

He doubted Xiaoqing's identity.

Back in the ancient town, he casually called the ghost king, but Xiaoqing appeared.

Ghosts are not interested in human food and cannot eat it. Xiaoqing is different and will eat anything.

On the other hand, people become ghosts after death because of deep obsession and resentment, which will manipulate their actions and make them lose their minds.

Xiaoqing is different from those ghosts, her obsession is like eating, but she can control herself.

…………

There are too many things wrong, Si Huai is not stupid, just saw the files in the computer, everything is clear.

"Trouble Master Si Guan led him to cultivate the Tao and do good deeds, so as to resolve his grievances with merit."

Si Huai lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Xiaoqing is a member of Daotianguan."

Lu Ren smiled and said to him: "I heard from Xingyun that Si Guanzhu wants to join the Taoist Association, but he seems to have encountered some troubles. It is also a merit to save the ghost king. I will intercede for you."

Si Huai thanked him, Lu Ren looked at Xiao Qing for a while, sighed softly, turned and walked into the excavation station.

When Lu Renyi left, Xiaoqing put down the branch and looked up at Si Huai: "Si Huai, what were you talking about just now?"

Si Huai was silent for a while, then slowly said: "That grandpa said that Xiaoqing is already a young adult, and can help the Taoist Temple."

Xiaoqing's eyes lit up: "Grandpa is right!"

After searching the job distribution of the Taoist Temple on the Internet, Si Huai pulled the corners of his mouth and said in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "From then on, Xiaoqing will be the chef of our Taoist Temple."

"What is the chef going to do?"

"The chef is in charge of eating."

"Wow!"

In the afternoon, the priests, together with Chen Fuhong and others, analyzed and studied the Taoism recorded in the ancient books buried with him. Si Huai was not interested in the TV interview, so he left with Xiaoqing early.

At the bus stop at the entrance of the village, several aunts were discussing about the ancient tomb and the TV station:

"The TV station is coming soon!"

"Is it the one who interviewed the ancient tomb?"

"Yes, I heard that the owner of the tomb is an emperor."

"My nephew was helping at the excavation station. He said that the emperor was so bad that he even killed his son..."

Si Huai frowned, and looked back at Xiao Qing who was a few meters away.

Xiaoqing opened her eyes wide, watching the aunts chatting curiously.

"Little Qing."

Xiaoqing froze for a moment, then turned to look at Si Huai.

Si Huai pursed her lips and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Well……"

Xiaoqing licked his mouth, but couldn't say it all at once, he wanted to eat anything.

Si Huai continued to ask: "Then do you want to eat Sichuan food?"

In the eyes of the aunts on the side, Si Huai was talking to the air.

In the evening, the sky was dark and the temperature dropped. This scene was creepy to watch. Aunts looked at each other, murmured a few words, and hurried away.

Si Huai retracted his gaze and let out a breath.

…………

Back at Lu's house, Si Huai asked Xiaoqing to play while he went straight to the patriarch tablet and scolded that man named Landao.

He looked furious, but his voice was kept low.

Standing beside the stone formation, Lu Xiuzhi couldn't hear a word, he could only see Si Huai's flushed cheeks and eyes burning with anger.

He turned his head and glanced at Xiaoqing, thinking of the errand at the Weeping Mountain.

It was obvious that he had no intention of taking Xiaoqing back to the underworld.

Lu Xiuzhi asked in a low voice, "What did you want to say that day?"

Xiaoqing glanced up at him, and said slowly, "The wanted criminal picked the wrong person."

"One cannot become a ghost king."

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips: "What do you remember?"

Xiaoqing blinked her eyes: "I think of what Dad said."

"Only by blood can one become a ghost king."

"Only blood relatives will not betray each other."

After finishing speaking, Xiaoqing paused, and whispered to Lu Xiuzhi, "Si Huai doesn't seem to want me to remember, you have to keep it a secret for me."

Lu Xiuzhi was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, and gently stroked Xiaoqing's hair.

"It was done by Si Huai."

Xiaoqing moaned and said, "Si Huai's hands must be warm."

Lu Xiuzhi turned his fingertips and pinched his cheek.

The next day, Si Huai continued to go to Yuzhen, Xiaoqing stood at the gate of the yard and waved goodbye to him.

The chicken flopped in front of Si Huai, raised its head to the sky and cried, "Cluck, cluck!"

Its small eyes glanced at Xiaoqing, and then at Si Huai: "Hehehe!"

Yesterday it was the kid who went out, today it should be the chick's turn.

Si Huai raised his eyebrows: "Want to go out with me?"

chicken: "giggle."

Si Huai's face didn't change: "If you want to go, just talk, if you don't tell me, how would I know?"

chicken:? ? ?

"Giggle cluck!"

Do you listen to what people say? !

…………

When Si Huai walked into the workshop early in the morning, Meng Chun was stunned for a while, then looked down at the date: "Mr. Si, today is Thursday, do you have no class?"

Si Huai shook his head: "No, I don't have any classes recently."

"I'm so happy. When I was a freshman, I used to have full classes, and when I was a sophomore, I had to go to class at night..."

Meng Chun looked envious, and led him to the side: "There is a meeting this morning, let's decide what to do next."

The content of the meeting was mainly aimed at the short history of Lanji, a country. When it comes to history, it is natural to mention the king.

Si Huai listened absent-mindedly, with his left ear going in and his right ear out. After listening for three hours, he was so sleepy that his vision was blurred.

Hearing Meng Chun vaguely asking himself about lunch, Si Huai opened the food delivery app in a daze, ordered one and ordered another.

An hour later, the meeting ended and Si Huai fell asleep.

Meng Chun helped him bring back the takeaway for ten people.

Seeing a table full of takeaways, Chen Fuhong was startled: "Meng Chun, your... appetite has increased a lot recently."

Meng Chun: "...No, this belongs to Teacher Si."

Just as Chen Fuhong was about to ask further questions, the phone rang.

"Old Yang? Why did you call me suddenly?"

Teacher Yang quickly asked, "Old Chen, is Si Huai with you?"

Chen Fuhong responded: "Yes, are you looking for him?"

"No, I just heard from the students of the School of Public Administration that Si Huai was suspended from class two days ago..."

Chen Fuhong frowned: "Stop class?"

"It seems that it's because of the Daotian Temple. I'm on my way to the School of Public Administration, and I'm going to ask, how is Si Huai's situation?"

Chen Fuhong lowered his head, looked at the huge takeaway at Si Huai's feet, and said with a serious expression, "Not good."

"Already started binge eating."

"One person eats as much as ten people."

Meng Chun quickly added: "I've finished eating."

Teacher Yang gasped when he heard this: "How long has this symptom lasted?"

"Otherwise, why don't you rush to the hospital?"