New Times, New Hell

As soon as Shang Que's words came out, the crowd was stunned. After a long while, Chen Sijie cursed angrily: "Where did the psychopath come from?"

The little Taoist also had a feeling that he couldn't catch his breath, his face flushed from holding back, and he said to Father Chen: "Chen Layman, what does your family mean by this?"

Taoist Master Mu also made a bow to Father Chen: "Chen Jushi, Qinglian Temple has been passed down for thousands of years. No matter the rituals, techniques, or Rituals of Zhaijiao, they have been passed down from generation to generation. They never deceive the world or steal their names. Yang came here because of the sincerity of Chen Xiaoju, if you don't believe in the ability of the poor, then the poor will leave."

Chen Sijie became anxious when he heard this, and said to his father: "Dad, Taoist Mu is a well-known Taoist in Diyang. No matter how many people line up, he can't be invited. Don't let your sister mess around."

Father Chen was wronged, he didn't understand what Shang Que was saying, and quickly said: "Master Daoist, you misunderstood, I don't mean to distrust you."

Chen Sijie turned his head to chase Shang Que and Yu Zhengdu: "Where did you two come from liars, go back quickly."

How could Chen Siyu let her younger brother succeed? If the person she brought over today just went back like this, then she would not be linked to being unreliable in her father's heart in the future. She quickly glanced at Yu Zhengdu and Shang Que, wanting them to behave one time.

But Shang Que glanced at her with an indifferent expression: "With the attitude of your family, if you want our company to sell, you have to pay more."

Chen Siyu: "..."

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Chen Siyu was about to die of regret. She saw that the company was really capable, so she went to the doctor in a hurry. Who would have known that this little boss didn't know the occasion at all, and now she was humiliated in front of her younger brother.

Yu Zhengdu couldn't help but gave the boss a respectful look. As expected of the King of Ghosts, he dared to increase the price on the spot. He was afraid that they would be kicked out if the boss continued to behave, so he quickly smoothed things over: "Everyone, don't get excited. , we are not talking about cheating people, it is just that everyone uses different techniques.”

The little Taoist laughed angrily, and regardless of the master's stop, he took a step forward and said, "Have you figured out the situation? We are exorcising evil and avoiding evil, and we have to deal with ghosts. It's not something you can fool with your usual tricks." If you can get through, if you don’t leave, put yourself in carefully..."

While he was speaking, Yu Zhengdu also took out his mobile phone, opened the app and scanned Father Chen, and said, "Master Daoist, you misunderstood, we also exorcise evil spirits and transfer luck..."

Seeing him take out his cell phone, the little Taoist became even angrier: "What? Are you using your cell phone to take pictures of Xie Chong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhengdu took a slight breath and looked at Father Chen in surprise: "Mr. Chen, is your left arm okay?"

Father Chen's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and his tone was a little subtle: "Why do you ask that?"

Yu Zhengdu looked at the app interface and said: "According to the analysis results of our detector, your whole body is full of yin energy. You should often feel cold all over your body these days, and the left half of your body is more serious, especially your left hand..."

He frowned slightly: "I'm afraid it's hard to carry things."

Father Chen was a little skeptical at first, but when he heard the words, his spirits were shaken, and he said repeatedly: "That's right, that's how it is."

He walked up to Yu Zhengdu's side in a few steps, and focused his eyes on Yu Zhengdu's mobile phone: "What kind of technology do you have? How can you know my situation with just one scan?"

I saw his body image on the interface of the mobile phone. The whole image was covered with a black, with different depths and light, and different parts had corresponding values.

Yu Zhengdu pointed to those values ​​and explained to him: "Your body is eroded by Yin Qi, so you will feel cold. These dark-colored and high-index parts are the parts of your body where Yin Qi is heavy. These places are worse than other places. Comfortable."

Father Chen's eyes widened as he watched, his face full of disbelief: "It's amazing, these places, these few places, are the most uncomfortable for me, and the hospital didn't even check them out. How did you do it?"

"This is a patented technology, which is kept secret." Yu Zhengdu smiled, "The chills and discomfort caused by Yin Qi are not physiological diseases. The hospital cannot detect it before it causes substantial damage."

Father Chen looked at the app in amazement, his face full of surprise, but he forgot about Taoist Master Mu and his apprentice for a while.

Chen Sijie watched his father's attitude towards the two swindlers change suddenly, he was stunned, and said dryly, "Dad, don't let others deceive you."

Father Chen glared at him: "Can you still lie? Do you know how accurate their tests are?"

Chen Sijie: ...Of course I don't know.

Daoist Mu was also a little surprised, frowned slightly, and said: "Pin Dao has been practicing Taoism since he was eight years old, and it has been fifty years since he has seen countless yin objects. He has never heard that yin qi can detected."

There was no fluctuation on Shang Que's face, but his words were as sarcasm as always: "Why don't you say that you don't want to make progress."

Taoist Mu can bear it, but his apprentice can't, the little Taoist immediately jumped out and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I've seen a lot of liars like you, you dare to say that it's high-tech with just any equipment, it's a hype , that is, good luck, just happened to be right."

He sneered: "I've been talking for a long time, but in the end it's not selling health care products, selling treatment equipment."

"No..." Yu Zhengdu felt a little innocent, "We can also exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts..."

"Can you... what?" The little Taoist priest was filled with indignation, he was choked suddenly, and his eyes widened immediately, "Are you catching ghosts?"

Even Chen Siyu who brought them here was shocked, wait, this is not the plot she imagined, she subconsciously said: "Xiao Yu, don't you guys sell transfer magnets?"

As soon as the little Taoist heard Chen Siyu's words, he understood that these two scammers were selling some deceitful things, but happened to meet him and his master who had real skills present. Dare to speak big words about catching ghosts.

Once the little Taoist figured it out, his mood eased a bit, and he said calmly: "You can also catch ghosts? How?"

Shang Que lazily said: "Grab it with your hands."

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Yu Zhengdu: "..." When I go back, I have to talk to the boss about the language art of doing business!

Daoist Mu sighed: "It's too nonsense."

Xiaodao's morale was so high that he went to see Father Chen again: "Chen Layman, if you believe these liars, then let's go now and let them exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts for you."

"Oh, don't, don't, Daoist, don't say that." Father Chen was a little panicked. Although the skills of these two young people looked very dazzling, their words were really unreliable. The genuine Taoist priest is reassuring. He quickly went to Taoist Master Mu and bowed, and said, "I also ask the Taoist priest to open the altar to get rid of evil spirits for me."

Seeing that his father finally chose the master he invited, Chen Sijie finally breathed a sigh of relief, and proudly gave Chen Siyu a provocative look.

At this moment, Chen Siyu was more helpless than angry. Even she felt that the two people she invited were too imaginative...

Father Chen went to see Yu Zhengdu again: "Little brother, your skills are quite good, but you still have a good way of doing things. In this case, I will let Siyu take you back first, and you should pay a lot... "

Father Chen's attitude satisfied Shang Que a little, and he gave him a rare look, saying: "We are more professional than old Taoist priests in catching ghosts."

Daoist Mu: "..."

Father Chen sweated a little, and was about to persuade him again, but the young and energetic little Taoist couldn't bear it any longer, and took a step forward and said, "Okay, then you stay and watch us open the altar, and when the evil spirit is led to the altar, you can go to the altar. You have to show your hand."

Daoist Mu's face was serious: "Yuan Qing, stop messing around."

At the same time, Shang Que responded casually: "Yes."

When things got into this situation, Father Chen couldn't say anything more. The two groups of people had to decide whether to win or lose.

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Under Chen's father's order, the family helper quickly prepared all the things and set up an incense table and altar in the hall.

After dinner, Taoist Mu sat in meditation in front of the altar, and the little Taoist started to get busy. He took out a box from the car, took out the magic tools and yellow talismans brought by Guanli, and even took out a An antique small censer with half a furnace of incense ash in it.

The little Taoist glanced at Shang Que proudly: "This is the incense ash in our temple. It is enshrined in front of Zhang Zhenren's seat all the year round. It has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and town houses."

Not only did the incense ash have something to say, but all the instruments he took out were simple and heavy, and at first glance they were famous instruments with a long history. This Qinglian temple really lived up to its reputation.

Shang Que was sitting on the sofa playing mobile games, turning a blind eye to the little Taoist's provocation.

Chen Sijie seized the opportunity to sneer at Chen Siyu: "Sister, you used to say you don't believe in feudal superstitions, why did you become superstitious yourself, why are you not as good as me? Who are you looking for?"

Chen Siyu couldn't speak anymore, so she went to make coffee for herself with a sullen head.

It was rare for Chen Sijie to beat his sister once, and his mouth was almost cracked to the back of his head. He still felt that it was not enough, so he went to taunt Yu Zhengdu: "What equipment does your company have, you don't really want to catch ghosts with bare hands, do you?"

Yu Zhengdu thought for a while, and said, "We also have equipment..."

Just as Chen Sijie was about to ask, the little Taoist over there finally finished his preparations and said, "It's started, it's nothing to do with anyone, please don't disturb."

Father Chen was the most nervous on the scene, so he quickly said to Chen Sijie, "Quiet, everyone is quiet."

Daoist Mu stood up, took out a mahogany sword from the incense table, and began to make formulas and chant mantras.

His deep voice made the listener feel uneasy, but he listened carefully, but he could hear a little discordant voice - from Shang Que's mobile game.

Chen Sijie couldn't help giving him a blank look, and Chen Siyu was even more complicated.

Yu Zhengdu approached the boss and said in a low voice, "Boss, give mortals some face."

Shang Que glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then reluctantly put away the phone, and said, "I'll save you."

At this moment, a dark wind suddenly blew in the room. The wind did not come from the door or window, but from the direction of the ceiling, and the lighted candles on the incense table flickered.

Everyone looked up involuntarily, and saw that the crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling began to shake, and the light flickered on and off, making people feel uneasy.

The wind was even worse, the light was dim, and the cold seemed to seep into everyone's bones. Yu Zhengdu hurriedly tightened his clothes.

The yellow talisman on the case rattled, and the three members of the Chen family almost hugged each other. Daoist Mu remained unmoved, and calmly grabbed a handful of rice and sprinkled it on the ground, saying in his mouth: "Up to the poor, down to the bottom, All over the underworld, chasing the souls of the dead, come to my altar..."

Everyone looked at the ground, and saw that the rice grains did not stop after falling to the ground, but rolled slightly.

Father Chen's voice trembled: "How can this rice move?"

Holding the yellow talisman in his hand, the little Taoist stood aside with a solemn expression, and replied after hearing the words: "The soul cannot be seen with the naked eye, and we need to use external objects to observe its whereabouts..."

Father Chen almost pouted: "This, this... Could it be that a ghost appeared?"

The little Taoist priest didn't have time to answer. Taoist Master Mu was already holding his sword and circling the rolling rice grains, chanting formulas in his mouth non-stop, with sweat dripping from his forehead. It was obvious that the ceremony had reached its climax.

Chen Sijie was frightened and excited at the same time. Everything in front of him proved that the Taoist priest he had invited was a real master. After all, he couldn't hold back, and stabbed Yu Zhengdu at the right time: "Didn't you say you want to catch ghosts?" ? Do you want to show your hand?"

After he finished speaking, he found that Yu Zhengdu didn't answer. He thought that the other party was scared, so he turned his head to look, but saw that the other party was looking at the direction of Taoist Mu seriously. Unlike them, Yu Zhengdu had no fear on his face. Look, but a look of inquiry.

Yu Zhengdu has this expression mainly because what he sees is different from what other people see.

From the time when the dark wind struck, everything that seemed terrifying and mysterious to everyone was intuitive and transparent to him.

As Taoist Master Mu's ceremonies proceeded, a man's soul slowly fell from the ceiling and stood in front of the altar.

To Yu Zhengdu's surprise, the man didn't look like a ghost at all. He was straight, wearing a pressed suit, and his hair was cut short. He clearly looked like an urban elite.

The man seemed to be restrained by Taoist Mu's spell, his body was a little stiff, but he still had some strength left, he carefully avoided the Taoist priest's sword, and circled with him.

Yu Zhengdu asked Shang Que in a low voice: "What's the matter with this ghost?"

Shang Que glanced at it: "It seems to be driven by someone. The other party probably discovered the movement of the old Taoist priest, and the two sides are fighting."

Yu Zhengdu let out an "ah": "There is such a thing!"

At this moment, the elite man's eyes suddenly brightened, he stretched out his hand, and blocked Mu Daochang's mahogany sword at once, while he took advantage of the gap and quickly rushed to the side.

In the eyes of others, Taoist Mu's seemingly heavier wooden sword suddenly deflected, the Taoist priest shouted, and the rolling rice grains finally stopped.

Father Chen's heart was about to stop beating, so he asked, "Have you caught the ghost?"

Mu Daochang showed shame: "Run away."

Papa Chen's face turned pale, and Daoist Mu waved his hand: "Don't worry, wait for me to do it again..."

"Let's come, when you finish the practice, it will be dawn." Shang Que said while looking at Yu Zhengdu.

Yu Zhengdu immediately received the boss's message: the kid doesn't bother to do anything.

Daoist Mu said sternly: "Dharma affairs are never easy, not to mention one night, three days and three nights of ritual affairs are poor..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Zhengdu took out a silver object from his pocket, and stood up imposingly: "I'll do it."

Everyone took a closer look, and saw that what was dangling in his hand...was a handcuff.

Daoist Mu almost spurted blood, and finally exploded: "You guys are acting recklessly—"

Yu Zhengdu knew in his heart that he couldn't explain to them, so it was more important to make a quick decision, and he ignored the Daoist, and rushed towards the male ghost.

The male ghost knew how to distinguish the whereabouts of the soul in the human world, and he calmed down after leaving the rice grains. He was resting when he saw the young man in a sweater with an otaku-like face suddenly rushing up.

The male ghost was a little dazed at first, thinking that the man was just joking, but when Yu Zhengdu came up to him, he was startled and immediately started running.

Yu Zhengdu yelled: "Don't run, you've been arrested, squat down facing the wall with your head in your arms, the male ghost is on the left and the female ghost is on the right—"

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Chen Sijie jumped up straight: "Sister, are you trying to kill Dad!"

Daoist Mu was so angry that he couldn't even hold his sword steadily, he held his chest and gasped for breath: "It's too nonsense...too, too nonsense..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he just heard "Hang--", the small incense burner that the little Taoist was so proud of was accidentally knocked to the ground by Yu Zhengdu, and the incense ashes enshrined in front of Zhenren Zhang's seat were scattered all over the ground, and the incense burner that was so proud of the little Taoist priest was accidentally knocked to the ground. When the wind blows, it floats all over the room, and the floor is also covered with a thin layer.

The Taoist leader was furious and shouted, "I'm not done with you—"

At the same time, Shang Que stretched out his hand a little bit forward, and where he pointed, Yu Zhengdu paused, and finally let out a long sigh: "Damn, I can really run, I'm exhausted!"

He grasped a place with one hand, and cuffed the handcuffs of the other hand forward, and then pushed into the void, saying: "Finally caught."

The little Taoist's eyes were red: "How dare you pretend to be a ghost!"

As soon as the words fell, two footprints suddenly appeared out of thin air on the incense ash on the ground where Yu Zhengdu was pushing. In the middle of the two footprints, there was a handcuff mark.

Everyone was stunned, and Taoist Mu was out of breath.

Chen Sijie's eyeballs almost popped out of the frame, and he stammered and asked, "This, what is this?"

"Ah, yes." Yu Zhengdu looked up at him, "You asked me just now, this is our ghost-catching equipment."

He laughed and said, "Although it's different from the Daoist's, each has its own merits."

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Gods have their own merits!

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