After inheriting the Taoist temple in the haunted house, the ancestors appeared

Because it was too late, Xu Cheng arranged Tang Gui at his home, and took him to the Taoist temple to meet his grandfather early the next morning.

Grandpa Xu Cheng is 80 to [-] years old. He wears a blue Taoist robe. He has a kind face, a thin figure, and is full of energy. A little worried, obviously thinking about Uncle Xu Cheng.

The three of them chatted with each other for a while, then Grandpa Xu Cheng called a middle-aged priest and asked him to explain to Tang Gui what was going on.

The name of this middle-aged priest is Qing Ming, and he and Uncle Xu Cheng are brothers.

In the past few days, he has been responsible for finding the traces of uncle and the others.

Daoist Qingming was a very serious person. When he came out of Xu Cheng's grandfather's courtyard, he had been secretly looking at Tang Gui, not knowing what was not pleasing to his eyes, so he frowned.

"May I ask who is the master of the little Daoist?"

Tang Gui replied, "I'm not a Taoist priest, and I don't have a teacher."

"Not a Taoist priest?" Daoist Qingming was slightly surprised, and looked at Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng hurriedly explained: "Yes, yes, Tang Xiaogui learned Taoism by himself, and he is very powerful."

Daoist Qingming said indifferently when he heard the words, and his already indifferent attitude became even more indifferent.

In his opinion, Taoism is profound, without the guidance of an expert, how can it be so powerful?

What's more, this young man's body is very sinister, so he has to wonder if the other party has practiced some crooked ways.

"I heard from the truth that you once assisted the priests of Jiyun Temple and the police to kill that old bastard Chu Cheng."

Assistance, this word is cleverly used.

In one sentence, most of the credit was given to other people, and Tang Gui became the one who got the credit instead.

It was not the first time that Tang Gui was underestimated because of his youth, but what this man said was really disliked.

What's more, when he fought against the wizards of Chu Cheng, he also exerted a lot of strength, and was seriously injured for this. Up to now, his two legs are still unable to exercise vigorously.

He is not a person who likes to take credit for rewards, but he also doesn't like other people's oppressive oppression.

"Not assisting, but leading."

Tang Gui's words were considered arrogant.

But after careful calculation, it was Chu Yang who contributed the most to kill Chu Cheng.

If Chu Yang hadn't appeared in time several times to turn the tide, those priests and the police alone would not be able to resist the attacks of those wizards.

Chu Yang is his boyfriend, so it shouldn't be a big problem to take his credit for a while to pretend to be powerful.

Sure enough, Daoist Qingming's complexion darkened when he heard this, and his tone became cold: "It's better for young people to be humble."

Tang Gui raised his eyes and looked at him, and at the same time his tone was cold: "It's just the truth."

"..." Daoist Qingming only felt that his chest was heavy, and he didn't say anything after that, and strode forward with a cold snort.

Xu Cheng was very nervous, and he didn't realize it until Taoist Qingming walked away with a cold face, and quickly pulled Tang Gui to apologize in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Tang Gui, Master Qingming has a weird personality, and he always likes to suppress others. , anyway, it’s an old antique, don’t mind it.”

Tang Gui: "It's okay."

He has always been a character who does not cause trouble and is not afraid of trouble.

Besides, Tang Gui came here this time to help Xu Cheng, since the other party didn't like him for no reason, then there was no need for him to act according to his face.

Daoist Qingming might have been furious, he left the two of them to a young Taoist priest on the way.

After being introduced, it is known that this young Taoist priest is the apprentice of that old antique just now, one of the Taoist priests who followed him to find someone a few days ago.

He was friendly to Tang Gui and told them what happened in detail.

As early as decades ago, a Taoist priest looked at Fengshui and said that Qiji Mountain is suitable for ancestors to sleep forever. The place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the terrain is superior, which can bring a lot of wealth and blessings to future generations.

After Boss Zhang heard about it, he bought Qi Jishan and specially used it as a ancestral grave.

Not to mention, since he buried his deceased elders on the mountain, his business has been going smoothly, from a small winery back then to the current listed group.

He thought that this kind of life would last forever, but since this year, his luck has changed.

Just like what Xu Cheng said in the car last night, the wine tank was broken, the contract was lost, his wife was in a car accident...

Most people who do business believe in metaphysics more or less, and so does Boss Zhang.

Xu Cheng's uncle Qinglin Daochang was invited to check on his home and company, but no problem was found, but the divination was accompanied by evil spirits. If he didn't stop it in time, Boss Zhang himself or his family members would be in danger of life.

Three days ago, Uncle Xu Cheng and Boss Zhang went to Mount Qiji, and they never came down.

Daoist Qingming took people and the police up the mountain to search, but at the end of the day, he didn't see a single person.

After listening to Tang Gui, he asked him, "When will you go to the mountain next time?"

Young Taoist priest: "We have been searching the mountain for the past few days with Taoist priests."

He saw Tang Gui's meaning and asked, "Do you want to go to the mountain to have a look?"

Tang Gui nodded.

The young Taoist priest: "The mountain is desolate and difficult to walk, you two prepare some food and water, and I will take you there later."

As the young Taoist said, Qiji Mountain is difficult to walk, especially after a heavy snowfall, the temperature is cold, and the road surface is slippery.

It was already noon when Tang Gui and Xu Cheng followed the young Taoist priest to the middle of the mountain. On the way, they encountered policemen with police dogs searching for them. Their cheeks were flushed from the cold, and they were still dedicated to their duties.

The three of them first went to the cemetery of Boss Zhang's ancestors to look around. Judging from the surrounding ground, many people had already come here to check carefully, so the three of Tang Gui didn't see anything unusual.

Tang Gui was not very proficient in Feng Shui, and he didn't know much about it. Like other Taoist priests, they circled around the cemetery, wanting to see if Taoist Qinglin and Boss Zhang had fallen into any pit or hole.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and before five o'clock in the afternoon, a few police officers were holding loudspeakers, yelling and urging everyone to go down the mountain.

Tang Gui, Xu Cheng and the young Taoist priest could only return with the others without success.

After returning to Lost, they found a restaurant, had dinner, and went back separately.

Because of Chu Yang, Tang Gui refused to stay overnight in the Taoist temple, and went home with Xu Cheng.

Xu's father and Xu's mother at home just came back exhausted. They were very tired, so they didn't communicate much. They said hello, and each of them washed up and went back to the room to rest.

After taking a shower, Tang Gui lay on the bed, moved his sore legs, and frowned.

It had been a long time since his legs were broken, and he hadn't walked such a long distance. In addition, the roads in the mountains were rough and rough, making it very difficult to walk. After a day, he felt a dull pain in his legs where the previous fractures were.

Chu Yang showed up and kneaded his legs for him. When he heard him gasp in pain, he said distressedly: "Don't go tomorrow."

"What silly things?" Tang Gui patted his head and comforted him: "It's okay, no matter who runs on the mountain for a day, his legs will be sore."

Chu Yang: "Your leg hasn't healed yet."

"It's ready." Tang Gui lay down on both sides, with his head lying on the back of his hands, and ordered Chu Yang: "I'm sore all over, please help me to press it."

Chu Yang's face was still ugly, but his hands were put back on Tang Gui's legs and continued to knead.

In the past, whenever Chu Yang's hand touched Tang Gui's body, there was always some indescribable hidden meaning, but this time he behaved very honestly.

He massaged Tang Gui's legs, lower back, back, and shoulders little by little. Even if Tang Gui fell asleep exhausted by the massage, he didn't stop.

Early the next morning, Tang Gui got up to wash up, and saw Xu Chengba walking out of the room stiff like a zombie, Tang Gui couldn't help complaining: "Mom, I feel sore all over, and my legs can't move. "

"En." Tang Gui responded and continued to wash.

Seeing his smooth movements, Xu Cheng couldn't help being surprised: "Aren't you sore?"

"It hurts."

It's just that a certain ghost helped him soothe him in the middle of the night, and he didn't feel as serious as Xu Cheng when he woke up in the morning.

Xu Cheng didn't know the reason, but he also praised: "Tsk, your physical fitness is really good."

After the two washed up, they ordered a takeaway breakfast.

Xu's father and Xu's mother have already left the house early. In order to find Uncle Xu Cheng these days, everyone has no intention of caring about each other.

But we are all adults and don't need special care.

After breakfast, the two packed their things and went downstairs, bought some fast food and water, and drove to Qiji Mountain again.

After searching for three or four days in a row, there was still no news. Xu's mother even broke down and cried when she came back at night.

During the period, Tang Gui would come to do divination on the birthday horoscopes of Uncle Xu Cheng, Boss Zhang and others, and the results were all ominous divinations. Fortunately, they were all lucky divinations.

On the morning of the fifth day, the young Taoist priest called the two of them and told them to go to the Taoist temple.

Many Taoist priests stood in the small courtyard of Xu Cheng's grandfather, looking into the house one after another.

Xu Cheng thought he couldn't see what the people inside were doing, so he dragged Tang Gui into the room and squatted down behind the old temple master.

On both sides of the old temple master sat several white-haired old Taoist priests, with a hexagram cloth placed between them.

One of the old priests held a piece of paper in his hand, looked carefully, and found that it was a map of Mount Qiji.

While looking at the map, he counted his fingers and muttered words, as if he was doing divination. Finally, he put the map in the middle of the hexagram cloth, pointed out a few places and asked the young priests behind him: "You search for these places. Yet?"

Someone replied: "I searched."

The old Taoist pointed out a few more places: "What about these?"

"I also searched."

The old Taoist took a deep breath: "Hiss—that's really strange, Qi Jishan is only this big, how could a few big living people just disappear?"

Several senior Taoists discussed for a while, but they still couldn't find out why.

Daoist Qingming heard the master sigh and raised his head to look at him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Cheng and Tang Gui squatting behind the master.

Thinking back to the young man's arrogant words a few days ago, his face darkened, and he asked aloud: "Xiaocheng, didn't you always say that this classmate has advanced Taoism before, and you specially invited him this time? What do you think students have to say?"

None of the people present knew that the two had a feud, and they thought that Daoist Qingming was sincerely asking each other for their opinions.

But Tang Gui knew that this person was deliberately embarrassing him.

He responded indifferently: "I don't have any great opinions."

Qingming sneered: "A few days ago, I heard that you led many priests and policemen to fight against Chu Cheng. I thought you were very capable, but now I see..."

He didn't say what he said later, but everyone present understood it.

At this time, someone also saw that something was wrong between the two of them, and whispered to the people beside them.

Tang Gui, who was being ridiculed by others, was not angry, his face was as usual, and he looked at the other party with a smile: "Daoist Qingming was joking, I have great abilities, as long as you know it in your heart, you don't need to spread it to others. "

"you!"

"Qing Ming."

The old temple master who had been silent all this time stopped him, Daoist Qingming immediately lost his anger, held back his anger, and lowered his head.

Seeing that he was deflated, Tang Gui did not show a complacent expression, but instead brought the topic back to the main topic.

"Dear priests, have any of you searched the mountain at night?"

Hearing this, the people present looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, someone explained aloud, roughly meaning: It is the twelfth lunar month of winter, no matter how low the temperature is at night, the mountains are overgrown with weeds, and there are gullies everywhere, and even if you don’t pay attention during the day, you may fall, and what’s more Let alone the night.

If Taoist Qinglin and the others haven't been found yet, and someone is in danger, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Daoist Qingming endured and endured, and in the end he still taunted: "The mountain is still the same mountain, so what's the difference between looking for it during the day and night? Are there any potholes that only appear at night?"

Although they are Taoist priests and have encountered all kinds of metaphysical and supernatural things, this kind of thing is a bit too nonsense.

Tang Gui looked at her and asked back, "So Qingming Daoist thinks there is no difference between yin and yang?"

Qingming was at a loss for words, and said angrily, "Don't misinterpret my meaning!"

Tang Gui was too lazy to talk to him, so he tilted his head and explained to the old temple master and several other old priests: "I encountered a dark road between the sun and the sky in Wucheng before, and there were more than a dozen hundred-year-old ghosts staying in it for nearly a hundred years. Dodge the seductive hunt of the evil spirits, the evil way will only appear when it is dark."

A priest asked in surprise, "Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Tang Gui nodded: "I have seen it."

Not only did I see it, but I also went in and snatched the employer out.

A Taoist priest asked the old temple master: "Master, look..."

The old temple master shook his head and refused: "No, the mountain is too dangerous at night."

He was not afraid of little Taoist priests encountering lonely ghosts, but the road was rough, just like what the apprentice said just now, if any Taoist priests were in danger, the gains would outweigh the losses.

He is not only Qinglin's father, but also the master of Qingxi Temple.

The author has something to say: it has been under review and cannot be modified. I waited until after two o'clock abruptly. I was sleepy. Good night everyone!