I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

Qi Shu looked around, really puzzled: "Are you just watching? How about posting two thunder charms to scare you?"

The little Taoist looked ashamed: "I, my juniors and I didn't receive seals, so we couldn't arouse the thunder talisman at all... There were two exorcising ghost talismans, but they turned into ashes in an instant. It was useless and easily irritated ghosts."

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu couldn't imagine it: "In your entire Songshi Temple, is there no second celestial master who receives seal script?"

The little Taoist looked at him eagerly: "Now I have it."

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu restrained himself from saying anything impolite.

But in a Taoist temple, it is too unbelievable that only the master of the Taoist temple is the Heavenly Master Shouzhuan. Even He Heng, a half-understandable person, was shocked when he heard this: "Then you are not cheating?"

"Of course not!"

The little Taoist explained to him very seriously, "Usually there are pilgrims, and the master will personally receive them. Most of the talisman papers sold are ordered by me from Daoist Qi. The feedback from the pilgrims who bought the talismans is very useful. How can it be called cheating?" Woolen cloth?"

He Heng: "..."

I can't scold anymore, if I scold again, it will be Qi Shu.

But Qi Shu obviously didn't expect his talisman to play such a big role in this Taoist temple.

A Taoist temple mainly relies on a third-grade celestial master and the talisman papers offered by himself.

It seems that I can already be called the pillar of the Taoist temple together with the master of the third-rank celestial master.

However, a Taoist temple under the direct jurisdiction of Maoshan has no celestial masters except the temple master, which is obviously unreasonable.

Is it possible that Maoshan has withered talents to this point?

Fortunately, looking at Xia Hong, he still felt that Maoshan had the hope of recovering after ten or twenty years. Now it seems that whether it can last another ten or twenty years is a question.

The little Taoist could see that neither of them really believed what he said, and he was afraid that the helper he had finally found would leave, so he could only explain: "That's right, there were two senior uncles and a few senior brothers in the temple, and they have already I have received the seal seal, and my rank is not low. But in the past few years, I often quarreled with the master, and then slowly left."

Co-authoring takes popularity away.

This is quite in line with the rumored comment about the viewer's "not too capable but not too tempered".

According to what Qi Shu saw and what the little Taoist said, it has not been a day or two for the master of Songshi temple to be possessed by a ghost, and there is a high probability that this ghost was secretly raised by other temple masters, and it may still be controlled by others .

This is not so easy to do, in case of forcibly exorcising ghosts and hurting this fragile third-rank celestial master, the entire Songshi temple can only be supported by his own talisman paper.

Qi Shu sighed: "It seems that this matter still needs a long-term plan..."

The little Taoist had a wink, and immediately answered the words: "I understand, this matter cannot be rushed. The temple has prepared a meal, and the two fellow Taoists will go to the dining hall to eat with us, or should I ask someone to give it to the two of you?" Send it to the guest room?"

It is not troublesome enough to eat with a group of Taoist priests, but also to reflect on the fact that you have eaten without merit, and to make offerings and form karma.Qi Shu didn't even need to think too much: "Then send it to the guest room, we won't bother fellow Taoists."

He Heng was already ready to eat a pile of green vegetable leaves, but he did not expect that the two little Taoist priests brought over a lot of vegetables, meat and soup, and the shiny big chicken legs were lying on the dinner plate. With extra appetite.

"Is this a ring specially broken for us?"

He Heng felt quite ashamed, "Actually, it's not necessary, it's fine if I follow along with a vegetarian meal."

Qi Shu: "..."

Many times, I really can't connect to his brain circuit.

"There is nothing to quit."

Qi Shu was very helpless, "Shouldn't I also eat what I usually eat?"

He Heng has his own logic: "I thought you didn't care about that, but you have to pay attention to something in Taoist temples, right?"

"Taoism pays attention to balanced nutrition and health preservation."

Qi Shu taught him common sense while washing his hands, "Taoism is divided into Zhengyi religion and Quanzhen religion. Quanzhen requires vegetarianism, but Zhengyi religion is fine to eat meat and drink on non-fast days. Maoshan has always been Zhengyi religion, but in recent years The rules are also loose. The serious and registered disciples of this school have to fast every month, and no one cares about Yemao... We belong to a folk idle performing arts organization, let alone people care about it."

It's okay to be an idle non-governmental organization, and it's also a show.

This sounded too much, to the extent that the little Taoist would rush in and protest when he heard it.

Qi Shu felt that what he said was very unreasonable: "Although there is no official establishment yet, there will always be one after the test. It is within the formal system, why protest against me?"

He Heng felt in a daze that he was talking about civil servants and career editors.

It is the kind of exam that does not allow religious beliefs at all.

"It makes sense."

Qi Shu saw it very clearly, and felt that this analogy was very appropriate, "He is a career editor, and we are odd jobs... At first, we were odd jobs, but later the salary was too low, so we went out and worked alone, doing art for a living."

The little roommate can always explain these things that are very mysterious and far away from him in an easy-to-understand manner.

It's just that the explanation is too easy to understand, without even a little mystery.

He Heng was very helpless: "Although, but, do you have to use the word 'professional'?"

"Ghost exorcising talisman, isn't that all a handicraft?"

Qi Shu shrugged his shoulders and changed his words easily, "Ah, if you want to say it's a part-time job, it's fine."

This is too loose.

In order to preserve the last bit of mysterious and unfathomable image of the Celestial Master and the Celestial Master world, He Heng stopped the topic in time, washed his hands in line behind Qi Shu, and childishly splashed water on him.

Qi Shu felt that he couldn't do such a naive thing, so he didn't start a war.He Heng was very regretful, and returned to the table to prepare to eat first.

Knowing that it wasn't the Taoist Taoist who broke the precepts on purpose for them, He Heng picked up the stewed chicken legs with peace of mind, and asked Qi Shu while eating the stewed chicken legs: "Do you understand what's going on? - What did I just do in that place?" I really didn’t see any ghosts on the Lord’s body.”

The matter as a whole is not very clear, and Qi Shu is also a little uncertain: "I didn't see the ghost, maybe the ghost was temporarily called back?... I can't tell, the master of the temple is a third-rank after all, I just want to see it." It is not appropriate to hold a magic weapon close to him, and it is easy to offend him."

Qi Shu had just figured out a way: "Ask them later if there is any dead jade in the temple, and try it first. It's better to use the dead jade to test it than I hold the magic weapon to go over."

He Heng didn't quite understand: "What is dead jade?"

"It's jade with high impurities that can't be sold. It's cheaper."

Qi Shu has always been diligent and thrifty in his housekeeping, "It is generally used to seal resentment and evil spirits. I have tried it before. After the smoke ink is absorbed into the stellar energy, if it is detected that there is a ghost staying for a long time, the smoke ink will be sucked to one side. Go, the magnetic field effect is similar to the magnet principle."

He Heng was dumbfounded: "...Then what, let's discuss it. When you talk about metaphysics in the future, can you not add physics knowledge?"

Qi Shu felt that he was a little unreasonable: "But isn't it easier to understand this way?"

It is easier to understand, but it is too easy to cross the stage.

In the future, when doing electromagnetic questions, I will involuntarily link it to metaphysics. Once the two sides are mixed, the answer sheet will not be so lively.

It is known that the magnetic force of the ghost is A, and the current that can be generated after passing through the dead jade covered with smoke and ink is B. It takes several celestial masters to light up the small light bulb.

Qi Shu: "..."

It does not make sense.

Take a closer look at who is more capable of nonsense between the two of us.

Without further ado, Qi Shu still wanted to go back before noon tomorrow, so that He Heng would have time to study two more sets of English questions. After dinner, he called the little Taoist priest and asked him to prepare two pieces of dead jade.

The little Taoist reminded him: "It's useless little fellow Taoist, we also tried to use the dead jade to seal the ghost's grievances, thinking that it would be fine if the grievances were cleared away. But the jade cracked as soon as it got close... Master said it was too much grievance. It’s so thick that a few pieces of jade can’t bear it at all.”

But the third-rank celestial master didn't have any resentment at all.

Qi Shu calmly took his string of five emperors' coins into his hands, twisted one of them with his fingertips, and continued to ask him: "When did you use the dead jade?"

"The day Master was killed."

The little Taoist lowered his head, looking very ashamed, "Master doesn't dare to arouse the qi rashly, and my juniors and I haven't been sealed, so we can't help much, so we can only try these little tricks...but it's useless."

The little Taoist paused, and confessed everything: "We also tried the black dog's blood and the mahogany sword, but they didn't work."

He Heng didn't quite understand: "Are all these methods really effective? ——That's what my grandma taught me, so it's not a fool."

The little Taoist was even more ashamed when he heard this.

Anyway, he is also a Taoist priest, and he is in a Taoist temple.

Anyway, he is an apprentice brought out by a third-rank celestial master.

When encountering problems, I can only use these methods that ordinary people are used to. I don’t know what I have learned all these years.

After all, in other people's Taoism, we must maintain basic courtesy.

Qi Shu pressed his forehead, and tried his best to suppress the sarcasm that rushed to his lips: "It's okay, if you have death jade, I'd better trouble you to prepare one... If you have smoke ink, let's bring a pack together."

When this little Taoist found Qi Shu, he was in a hurry to go to the doctor. Other Taoist temples were eyeing each other with their own ghosts. Fellow Daoist Qi who offered the talisman paper, it doesn't matter if a dead horse is a living horse doctor now, or the employer doesn't doubt him, he can only obediently listen to him.

There were still a few pieces of dead jade left over, and the little Taoist priest was afraid that it would not be enough, so he brought them all in one go.Not only did he bring a pile of dead jade and Qi Shu’s smoke and ink, but he also brought some cinnabar-yellow watch paper and a compass mahogany sword that might be used. Except that he didn’t kill a black dog to get blood, almost I took everything I could think of.

Guarantee to the greatest extent that what Fellow Daoist Qi wants, I can give him whatever he wants at any time.