Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

As far as Yang Ping'an knows, there are two Taoist temples nearby. One is on a mountain 500 meters away from their street, and the other is farther away, and it takes two hours by bus.

The former has many tourists and is full of incense, while the latter is well-known and has many believers.

Since Lin Ziqiang deliberately used this news to exchange Feng Yiran's safety, it can't be fake news. Yang Ping'an has already mentioned the next step in the Taoist temple, and the useless hairpin spirit and the disobedient Zhou Fuyao are all kept at home. , looking at it this way, only Xue Wuling can take it with him.

Yang Pingan bought sandwiches, corn ham sausage, and mineral water with the mood of remembering the elementary school spring outing, packed them in his backpack and set off.

All of this was not prepared in vain. The Taoist temple does not have a cable car, so they have to climb up the stone steps step by step.

This amount of exercise does not exist for Xue Wuling, but for Yang Pingan who is getting weaker by the day, even if he is not going to order something to eat, he is afraid that he will get dizzy halfway.

Yang Pingan went to that Taoist temple once, the primary school spring outing, the bus chartered by the school, walked slowly on the road, they spread the cloth felt at the foot of the mountain, took out the prepared food and cooking utensils, and with the help of the teacher Cook the food well.

After they were full, they left their things at the foot of the mountain. They climbed a half circle around the mountain, but they didn't enter the Taoist temple. The eaves of the covered tiles hang behind the pink flowers, and the red walls are bright and solemn.

At that time, they were still young, and the tentacles of curiosity stood up high from their heads, but the tentacles were frightened away by this indescribable solemnity. underfoot.

Now Yang Ping'an is going up three steps and resting, and found a very unfortunate thing, not only the body has become weak, but the spirit is also sensitive, I didn't feel it when I was a child, this time, it seems to be hit by the energy of the Taoist temple .

On a hot day, a gust of cold air pressed down on the top of his head, making Yang Ping'an feel more and more uncomfortable as he walked. He was actually suppressed by the Taoist temple alone?On the other hand, Xue Wuling is very good, and there is no problem at all. Yang Pingan suspects that this Taoist temple is partial.

Xue Wuling also felt the existence of this aura, but he was skinny, and he would not show that he was also under the aura of the Taoist temple.

Now he has a deep understanding of how important it is to maintain a tall image in a relationship and make the other party feel worthy of relying on him. The education from the Internet Chicken Soup.

Crawling and crawling, Yang Ping'an really felt that this Taoist temple was ugly, so he found a stone on the side of the road and sat down to eat ham sausage to vent his anger.

In the Taoist temple, the young man with the piano on his back stands on the viewing platform and looks at the forest below.

"When will it end?" The young man wearing a crane cloak and a jade tassel beside him also looked at the forest below and muttered to himself. There was faint light moving around him, and his skin was also flowing faintly. There is a cyan light flowing in the eyes.

The young man who recited the piano replied: "The time has not yet come."

The young man in the crane cloak nodded, obviously agreeing.

Immediately, the figure of the young man in the crane cloak turned into a ball of spiritual light and scattered in place.

The young man reciting the piano sighed, not knowing how long it would take to end.

Yang Ping'an was also thinking, how long will it be over? He is now lying on Xue Wuling's back to accept the attention of passers-by on the mountain road.

Xue Wuling passed his hands through the bends of his legs, and carried him firmly on his back. Although he was very disgusted and was fighting with Xue Wuling, but his body was too weak.

Xue Wuling's back was wide and cold, and Yang Ping'an wanted to sleep when lying on his stomach. The sparse sunlight fell, Xue Wuling walked steadily on the mountain road, and he also slept soundly. He didn't wake up at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Xue Wuling stood outside the mountain gate, on the long steps was the entrance of the Taoist temple: "Peace, we're here."

"Huh...?" Yang Pingan babbled, raised his head from Xue Wuling's shoulder, and looked up vaguely to see the entrance of the Taoist temple on the stairs.

Jumping off Xue Wuling's back: "How do you feel about this Taoist temple...?"

Yang Pingan wanted to ask him whether he was taboo about this Taoist temple, and if he was taboo, he could go in alone.

Xue Wuling's calm and fearless appearance gave Yang Pingan reassurance. Compared with Xue Wuling's Taoism, this Taoist temple is not a climate.

The two walked up the steps together, and after sleeping, they didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and the feeling of being bumped by the Taoist temple disappeared, and they temporarily forgot about the cold war with Xue Wuling.

It is impossible for Xue Wuling to show that he is being suppressed by following Ping An.

Not only because of peace, but also because of himself, being suppressed by the aura of a Taoist temple seems to be a bit demeaning.

The two walked into the Taoist temple, first offered incense and worshiped various gods, and chatted with the little Taoist priest who led the way: "If there is something to do, the house is not clean or something, I don't know if there is anything in the temple that can be rectified." In this regard."

The little Taoist took a look at him and was very confident: "Of course we can rectify this in our Taoist temple. If you feel that there is something wrong at home, I will take you to see the senior brother, and you can discuss it in detail with the senior brother."

"Guanli is skilled in this area?"

"After all, it's a Taoist temple, so that's all there is to housekeeping skills." The little Taoist said modestly, but he was very proud when he talked about his senior brothers: "Each of our five senior brothers can stand alone. It’s all very solidly done.”

Yang Ping'an thought that you are professionals, and you can boast, but I don't know if you will find out that the person next to you is actually a ghost.

Apparently, they didn't realize that Yang Pingan had already had a little doubt about their professional ability. When the senior brother came out, the senior brother was in his early thirties, wearing a Taoist robe and a bun. He was almost ecstatic, but his appearance Pulled the brother back to the ground.

Xue Wuling whispered in his ear, "A little bit of morality."

Now Daoxing dragged the brother down the ditch.

However, Yang Pingan just wanted to communicate with the people in the Taoist temple about the incident back then, and explained the purpose of coming to his senior brother. When he heard that he was not here for business, half of the patience on his face disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, when the incense money was mentioned, the brother regained a little peace that a practitioner should have: "Your honored guest, if a poor Taoist knows something that can help the benefactor, he must know everything and say everything."

"Does the Daoist know some rumors like, antiques kill people, there are ghosts and monsters in antiques?"

"Hey! What a coincidence. I have a younger brother who went down the mountain to catch ghosts a few days ago and came back. He caught an antique ghost. What about that ghost, it was hidden in a bronze wine bottle. I wonder if this is what the distinguished guest encountered?" The brother muttered in his heart, if it is really that ghost, will he succeed in this business or not?Since the other party said that he just wanted to inquire about something, why did he find out about it by such a coincidence?

If it was necessary to invite him down the mountain, he would not dare to agree easily. The younger brother is the most gifted and the most skilled in Taoism in their generation. Even the younger brother can't control the ghost. He doesn't have the confidence.

Yang Ping'an definitely didn't need him to go down the mountain, especially after hearing the junior brother who went down the mountain two days ago, he turned his head and glanced at Xue Wuling. The two were relatively silent, a string of ellipsis floating in the air.

This is too coincidental, right?

It doesn't seem to be a coincidence... There are real Taoist priests nearby, and this is the only Taoist temple that really knows Taoism and has a good reputation.

No matter what the leader of the trail is, anyway, let's find out what you want to know first.

"I want to know about ten years ago..." Yang Pingan calculated in his heart: "During 09, did anyone come to mention this matter at that time, and wanted to ask you to solve this problem?"

The brother frowned and thought: "09? It's too long. Our Taoist temple has to solve problems for so many distinguished guests every year. I can't remember what happened last year, let alone what happened ten years ago."

There is no way to think about it: "How about this, please ask my uncle to ask, he may know."

The senior brother went to invite the senior uncle. He is a skinny and energetic middle-aged man. He looks a bit innocent, and his eyes shine when he smiles.

Yang Pingan didn't dare to act rashly, thinking that he might be very moral.

The uncle came and sat down, and chatted seriously with the brother: "09? Oh, didn't the master go down the mountain to Beijing to practice things in that year?"

The brother also had some impressions: "Yes, half of our Taoist temples will go to Sichuan in the second half of the year."

"Brother Xiaoling guarded the Taoist temple that year..."

"Xiaoling..." At the mention of this name, the senior brother suddenly fell silent, and fell into memories: "Yes, only Xiaoling didn't go to Sichuan with us that year. He was alone in the Taoist temple. gone."

Yang Pingan interjected: "Excuse me... Is something wrong with Daoist Xiaoling?"

The uncle said helplessly: "I don't know either. When we came back that year, we heard the nephew in the Taoist temple say that Junior Brother Xiaoling followed two people down the mountain. He didn't say anything. We don't know until today. his whereabouts."

"Did you go down the mountain with a man and a woman, about 37 years old?" Yang Ping'an's ears became very tense because of the "two people".

The uncle was a little surprised: "It is indeed a man and a woman. As for how old they are, I can't tell. Your honored guest knows the past?"

"The man and the woman, maybe my parents, they disappeared suddenly that year, and there has been no news since then. Daoist, did Daoist Xiaoling really not leave any news? For example, what did they do? Where did it go?"

Uncle Master shook his head: "No, if Junior Brother Xiaoling had left a few words at that time, perhaps we would have found his whereabouts long ago, but this distinguished guest, your parents invited Junior Brother Xiaoling down the mountain at the beginning, it must be because of ghosts, now Having such a ghost by your side is probably not what your parents would like to see."

Yang Ping subconsciously went to look at Xue Wuling, and saw his face turned cold, his cold black eyes looked at this uncle, and the invisible fierceness immediately dissipated.

This kind of ghostly aura was different from what my uncle had seen before, he immediately pulled his nephew back a few steps: "What a ghost, how dare you be so presumptuous in my Sanqing Holy Land?"

Hearing this, Yang Pingan hurriedly stopped Xue Wuling, and the words had come to this point, and if he didn't pull people away, he would fight every minute: "Misunderstanding, I don't think the Taoist priest is as narrow-minded as others, right? , I am raising him at the moment, and he listens to me very much, he never does evil, he was also a person before he was alive, I think the Taoist priest is not so pedantic that the hell he wants to accept him?"

The uncle looked at Xue Wuling, and he admitted that although this ghost had a fierce aura, it was not a fierce ghost. In the past, as long as such a ghost didn't harm anyone, they didn't have to accept it.

However, he looked at Yang Ping'an, he had already started to favor this ghost, he raised ghosts, favored ghosts, and defended ghosts.

Such words and deeds are enough to make this ghost disappear from this world.