All the people in the small Taoist temple are not human

"Your Majesty, please don't tell Mingzun's disciples to hide here for the time being. Your Majesty is in charge of what the statue is like. I just ask you not to bow down to the disciple's god statue again. It's really a disgraceful disciple." Shui Yinran finished speaking quickly, and a white light flashed It just disappeared from Cheng Xinghai's fingertips.

Cheng Xinghai belatedly remembered that he was just an ordinary mortal now, and his consciousness in the main hall dissipated in an instant. At the same time, Cheng Xinghai, who was lying on the sofa, opened his eyes sleepily.

He really had a strange dream.

Everything in the dream seemed real, and he even remembered the appearance of Shui Yinran in the dream.

Taking advantage of his own impressions, Cheng Xinghai planned to draw the portrait first. He was sketching the lines on the drawing board, Yuan Ji hurried in and grabbed Cheng Xinghai's arm tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear if he let go.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Xinghai looked sideways at him.

Yuan Ji's lips moved, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of the outline of the figure on the painting, and wrinkled his face: "Who are you painting?"

"Master Patriarch, I dreamed of him just now." Cheng Xinghai said and remembered the man in black in his dream before waking up. Now that he saw Yuan Ji, he finally understood why the man in black looked familiar.

The more Cheng Xinghai looked at it, the more he felt the resemblance, and couldn't help but said, "I also dreamed of a person who looks very similar to you, maybe it's Yuan Ji's father."

Yuan Ji: "..."

that's me.

He sensed that a mysterious force summoned Cheng Xinghai to go out, worried that something would happen to Cheng Xinghai, so he immediately chased him out, but he was in vain.

He wanted to tell Cheng Xinghai the truth, but Cheng Xinghai rubbed his little head and said with a smile: "Our Yuan Ji will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up."

The warmth of Cheng Xinghai's palm came from the top of his head, it was an intimate gesture that he had never done since he grew up.

Yuanji's fair little face was blushing, and he suddenly couldn't speak the frank words.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Ji Nuonuo said: "Xinghai is the most handsome."

Cheng Xinghai laughed out loud.

The six ghosts in the house: "..."

Unexpectedly, the boss Yuan Ji flattered him no less.

……

After painting the statue of the Patriarch, Cheng Xinghai sent the picture to the factory so that they could start work as soon as possible.

The antiques collected from the old ghost earlier asked Chai Jixiang to find someone to sell, and they haven't been sold out yet, but the money that has already been obtained has been found to subsidize the victims for various reasons.

Repay their medical expenses first, and if there is any leftover after the repayment, the compensation will be made according to the length of the victimization time.

Chai Jixiang is not a money-grubbing person, and he knows a reliable organization, so Cheng Xinghai didn't bother about it.

However, a few days later, Chai Jixiang called to tell him that the remaining antiques could not be sold temporarily.

Cheng Xinghai was puzzled: "Why? Is there something wrong with the antiques?"

"It's hard to say. Mr. Jiang Kebao, who I entrusted to sell antiques, said that he encountered a supernatural event in the past few days and suspected that there was something wrong with these antiques. But when the antiques were sent to him, we checked them and they were clean. .Besides, after he encountered a supernatural event, I also went to his place to see it, but I didn't find anything. But he still thinks it's a problem with this batch of antiques, and he doesn't want to help us sell the remaining antiques." Chai Jixiang said distressed.

Jiang Kebao is a follower of Qingyang Temple and specializes in antique business.This time, Chai Jixiang entrusted him to ask Jiang Kebao to take [-]% of his hard work fee for every antique sold.

This batch of antiques all came from the middle of the Qing Dynasty, so it cannot be said that they are very valuable, but they are more abundant.But also because of the large quantity on the market, the price is also lower.

Wucheng's family spent a lot of money on medical treatment this time, and the other victims' families also suffered heavy losses.Cheng Xinghai wanted to arrange the compensation payment in place earlier, so he didn't demand much on the price, as long as he could sell it at a similar price.

Unexpectedly, this problem would arise again, so Cheng Xinghai decided to take a look for himself.

Because Jiang Kebao was too scared, he hid in Qingyang Temple these days.Cheng Xinghai rushed to Qingyang Temple, looking at the majestic main hall and the bustling believers in front of him, he was a little envious: "I don't know when we will be able to do this in Anning Temple."

"It will be done soon." Yuan Ji was full of confidence. If the business was not good, he would go to the God of Wealth to catch him.

Cheng Xinghai was quite optimistic about his future. Seeing Chai Jixiang coming out to meet them, he walked over holding Yuan Ji's hand, and followed him to the backyard.

In the courtyard besides Shan Fu, there is also an old man with white beard and hair, wearing the same style of Tibetan Taoist robe as Chai Jixiang, Xue Yongqing, the master of Qingyang Temple: "Guan Cheng, I have admired your name for a long time, thank you for saving the little disciple in the illusion last time." .”

Cheng Xinghai shook hands with him: "You are welcome, Daoist Chai and Daoist Fu have helped me a lot."

Shan Fu silently reminded: "My surname is Shan."

Cheng Xinghai nodded to show his understanding, and Xue Yongqing looked at Yuan Ji behind him again, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "This is the child with outstanding talent?"

"Yes, our Jiayuan Festival is great." Cheng Xinghai smiled when he mentioned it.

Xue Yongqing looked at Yuan Ji with a cold face, obviously the other party was just a child, but he was in awe.

His intuition has always been accurate, although he didn't know the reason this time, he didn't dare to underestimate Yuan Ji, and politely invited the two into the house.

Shan Fu brought tea, and seeing that Yuan Ji was young, he secretly got him an ice cream.

Yuan Ji looked at the thin sweat on Cheng Xinghai's forehead, tugged at his sleeve, and handed over the ice cream: "Xinghai eat."

"Thank you." Cheng Xinghai opened it happily and ate it, only to see that there was another strange man in the house, Jiang Kebao who was hiding in the courtyard.

Jiang Kebao is a middle-aged man who is slightly overweight, with thinning hair on his head, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and a lot of emaciation. It seems that he has been tortured a lot recently.

On the way here, Chai Jixiang had already told Cheng Xinghai the specific situation.

Jiang Kebao has been experiencing auditory hallucinations recently, feeling that there is a shrill voice speaking in his ear.At first he thought he had heard it wrong and didn't take it to heart.Later, the voice became more and more obvious, and he suspected that the house was haunted, so he hurriedly invited Chai Jixiang to catch ghosts for him.

But Chai Jixiang carefully inspected his house several times, but found nothing unusual.Even in the past two days, Chai Jixiang followed Jiang Kebao in and out, but he still didn't find any problems.

But Jiang Kebao's auditory hallucinations became more and more serious.

"Have you checked with the hospital?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

"I've been there." The shrill voice sounded next to Jiang Kebao's ears, making him turn pale with fright: "Did you hear that?"

Both Cheng Xinghai and Chai Jixiang looked confused: "What did you hear?"

A thin voice whispered in Jiang Kebao's ear, "I can't hear you."

Sitting opposite him, Cheng Xinghai and Chai Jixiang still looked puzzled.

Jiang Kebao covered his ears in fear: "That thing is talking again! Shut up! Shut up!"

High-pitched voice: "No."

Jiang Kebao's recovered sanity tended to collapse again: "Ah——"

Cheng Xinghai put a tranquility talisman on him to calm Jiang Kebao down.

Chai Jixiang said in a low voice, "I accompanied him to the hospital. He was examined in the ENT department, brain department, and psychiatry department. The doctor said that Mr. Jiang was healthy. But he could hear strange noises."

"And that voice was right next to my ear. I felt as if there was a kid talking next to my ear." Jiang Kebao sat down on the sofa with a meditation symbol on his head, and his voice was particularly dejected.

"When does this sound usually appear?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

High-pitched voice: "Oh now."

Jiang Kebao's eyes surged with mania, and he was suppressed by the meditation amulet above his head, and then said: "It said 'now'."

His mournful expression combined with his slightly hooked tone made it a bit funny.

Cheng Xinghai raised his eyebrows: "Can this thing understand us?"

High-pitched voice: "Yes."

Jiang Kebao repeated the same number.

"What's your name?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

High-pitched voice: "I won't tell you."

"Then what are you?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

High-pitched voice: "I won't tell you either."

Jiang Kebao was about to go mad with anger, and after repeating it, he said angrily: "That's what this thing is! It's driving me crazy!"

Xue Yongqing said: "I have checked all the classics in Guanzhong in the past few days, and I just found out a possibility that Mr. Jiang is very likely to be targeted by clever bugs."

During this period of time, Cheng Xinghai was also studying the classics in the concept of peace, and had seen related records of smart insects.

It is said that smart bugs are thinner than paper, and they can be pasted in people's ears so that people can hear themselves talking.Moreover, there are and only those who are parasitized by him can hear it speak.

Cheng Xinghai reckoned that the smart worm was like the eardrum, which transmits sound through vibrations, so only the host could hear the smart worm's words.

As time goes by, the clever worm in the ear speaks more and more clearly, and at the same time grows bigger and bigger, and finally lays eggs in the human body, using the body of the host to incubate the eggs and feed the worms.

When the host's body is hollowed out, the person will finally explode like a balloon, and the countless smart worms hatched in the host's body will leave with the storm generated by the explosion, looking for a new host, and start a new life again. One round of parasitic spawning.

When Cheng Xinghai told all this, Xue Yongqing greatly appreciated it: "That's it, Guanzhu Cheng is so knowledgeable and talented at such a young age, it's really commendable."

Cheng Xinghai felt a little embarrassed by the praise: "I also recently sorted out the ancient books in Guanzhong and happened to see the relevant records. Now that I know it's a clever bug, Daoist Xue should be able to solve this matter, right?"

Xue Yongqing and Chai Jixiang looked at each other and sighed, "I'm ashamed to say that we can't help Mr. Jiang."

"Why?" Cheng Xinghai remembered that it was recorded in the classics that as long as you talk sweetly to the smart worm, and when the smart worm is satisfied, it can automatically come out and change a host.And when it changes its host, it is the best time to seize it.

Isn't it easy to talk?

Shan Fu whispered: "This clever bug can scold people, and it scolds people very hard. Just now I said I like it, but it told me to get out and look in the mirror. It thought I was ugly and unworthy."

In the end, Sanfuku was particularly hurt.

Unexpectedly, he is still a clever bug with only personality.

Cheng Xinghai grinned: "Let me try."

Yuan Ji's face changed slightly: "No.

"Why? This clever bug has grown its own personality, and it's not far away from laying eggs. I have to help Mr. Jiang out as soon as possible." Cheng Xinghai said.

"That doesn't work either." Yuan Ji stubbornly grabbed his clothes, looked at him with a tense little face, slowly blushed under Cheng Xinghai's gaze, and said with some stuttering, "You can't... Sweet talk from others."

"Be good, give me a chance to show off." Cheng Xinghai coaxed him.

Yuan Ji hesitated for a moment, but still didn't want to hear Cheng Xinghai's words of love to others, so he puffed up his face unhappily: "That's not okay, whoever let him offend the worm mother, let him pay his own debt."

Small people eat big vinegar.