I beat all the ghosts who failed the exam

Things like red strings are mostly woven by people and strung with gold beads to pray for good luck, but sometimes when walking on the road or in a place like a hospital, you will inexplicably find one or two being thrown on the ground.

Such a red rope cannot be picked up casually.

Those that appeared in this kind of place were most likely casted by malicious people and deliberately let others pick them up, so that their bad luck would be passed on to the person who picked up the rope.In addition, in folk tales, the money that falls on the ground should not be picked up randomly is the same reason.

Just now, Chi Jia vaguely felt a black energy lingering on the child's body. Following the source, he found that it was the string of red strings on his hands, and what the old lady said earlier was from this "master" "I bought it in my hand, what else do I not understand?

"I saw that the old lady took out a lot of money, cheated so much, and even gave her a red rope from who knows where... You are not only courageous, but also worse than a wolf-hearted dog." Chi Jia sneered. .

He briefly explained a few words, and the old lady who was about to push him stopped involuntarily, stared at him for a moment, turned her head to the master, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what did he say?" ..."

"If you don't believe me, just follow him, and you don't have to come to me anymore." The master snorted coldly and said with a flick of his sleeves, "This is the first time this old man has been questioned by a yellow-mouthed kid for decades, how unreasonable it is! "

As soon as he expressed his position, some vacillating believers immediately defended him firmly: "Yes! Master Qin is a disciple of Baocha Temple, you are only a few years old, and you dare to slander the master here!"

"He's about the same age as my son, what do you know... talking nonsense without making a draft!"

"It's absurd!"

"Go, go, go away!" Sun Guofang couldn't tolerate others talking about the principal, and immediately came up to protect Chi Jia, "You guys know what! Do you know who our principal is? Don't say anything about Master Qin, Even Baocha Temple is nothing in front of our principal!"

"What a big breath!"

As soon as he said this, there was silence around him, and then he laughed: "It's ridiculous, I haven't woken up yet..."

"I know some young people are crazy nowadays, but I don't know how crazy they are, tsk tsk..."

What is the status of Baocha Temple? It is well-known in Buddhism, and it can be regarded as a sect with a prosperous incense. Their abbot, Master Yuanhui, is extremely senior. He has stepped into the realm of a master for many years and is respected by countless people in the Taoist sect.

Now being belittled like this by a young man who looks like he is only in his 20s, let alone a follower of Master Qin, even tourists who pass by and are attracted to him think he is too arrogant.

Master Qin looked Chi Jia up and down for a moment with dark eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, very good..."

He walked out from behind the stone table, and Sun Guofang stepped forward alertly: "What are you doing?"

The old man stopped in his tracks, and the expression on his face couldn't tell what it meant: "I hope you can still be so stubborn..."

"The mouth is soft, but the teeth are hard. It's a master, so unlevel." Vice President Sun snapped back.

"you--"

"What are you?" Sun Guofang slapped his hands away, "Is it so rude to be a master?"

Chi Jia watched Master Qin blowing his beard and staring from behind, coughed, and a little smile appeared in his eyes.

It is true that Sun Guofang has Chi Jia as his backing. He was also number one in the Tao back then, and he has no fear of bluffing.

"Let me ask you," he turned to face the old lady, "did your grandson suddenly have a fever at midnight?"

The old lady was surprised: "Yes."

"The temperature rises without warning, and you were talking nonsense before you fainted?"

The old lady's eyes became more and more suspicious: "Yes, the baby has just learned to speak. Before the high fever, I seem to hear him say... say... uncomfortable, someone..."

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes widened suddenly.

"I noticed, isn't it right?" Sun Guofang smiled knowingly, "Your grandson is young, and his soul will be a little unstable when he is bound by a red rope to eliminate disasters for others. At this time, what he sees in front of his eyes is the face of the victim." vision."

The old lady's hands trembled, she thought of the words her grandson said when she was in a coma——

"Don't come to me...don't come to me..."

"I've passed you off...you go to that person...don't go to me..."

The child was just able to speak, and her voice was muffled and soft. At that time, she just thought it was burnt out and didn't pay attention at all. Thinking about it now, a chill came up from her back in an instant.

"How big are your two hearts? My grandson had a grudge against you in his previous life. If you want to torment him like this, if you don't go to the hospital when you are sick, you have to believe in such a wandering Taoist priest. Just believe it. Just a few steps up is the treasure temple. Temple, you don’t want to go up and watch the authentic one, but you want to watch the counterfeit version here?” Sun Guofang spoke sharply, making the old couple’s cheeks turn red.

At the same time, the child who had been drowsy suddenly struggled, and the loud and clear cry pierced through everyone's ears.

"Baby..." The old couple panicked, hugged and coaxed the baby, anxiously.

Sun Guofang glanced twice, and leaned over: "Principal, I don't think this is right."

There was a trace of black air floating on the child's face, floating out from the top of the sky, and then getting into the ears and eyes. The white and tender face was wrapped in a piece of gray, and it looked extremely creepy.

Sun Guofang almost thought that she was wrong.

"That's right, you've been in school for a long time, and you're tainted with Yin Qi, so you're also sensitive to these unusual things." Chi Jia said lightly, "Take out your 'Phoenix Blood'."

Sun Guofang was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Isn't it all lost?" Chi Jia glanced at him, "Although it is a third-class inferior product, the resentment lingering on him is not a powerful thing, it's just enough."

Sun Guofang blushed, then became excited.

He never expected that his fake celestial master would be useful one day.

"Baby don't cry..." The old woman on the other side seemed anxious, "What can the old man do?"

Someone next to him couldn't stand it and persuaded him: "Or go to the hospital, the child is so young..."

"Where are the parents of the child? Just let the grandparents carry the child out like this?"

A tourist far away who doesn’t believe in gods and ghosts pointed out: “Feudal superstition... In this day and age, there are still people who torment children like this. Parents are probably busy with work and don’t know. If something really happens, I must hate it to death.”

"—For the sake of your trust in the old Taoist." Master Qin's voice suddenly sounded, "I will save him one more time."

The old couple, who looked like ants on the hot pot, seemed to have grasped at a life-saving straw. They were about to reflexively hand over the child when they suddenly remembered what Chi Jia and Sun Guofang had said to them just now, and immediately hesitated in their movements.

How could Master Qin fail to see what they were thinking, and his face sank: "Outsiders won't trust me with a few words to provoke you two... Even if it's really evil, what evidence is there that it's because of my red rope? I'm afraid it wasn't a wild ghost. If it weren't for my rope and talisman paper, this child might be even more serious."

Yes, yes...it seems reasonable to say so.

The two elders were confused in their minds, and they couldn't help handing over the child according to his words.

Sun Guofang was anxious to go up to stop him, but Chi Jia held him back: "Don't worry, nothing will happen in a while, just watch."

Master Qin looked solemn, and put the child who was out of breath from crying on the table. The baby's tender face was flushed red, but his mouth was white. The old couple's eyes were full of distress, but they could only wring their hands and watch .

Master Qin took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, but without any movement, it suddenly ignited in the wind, and the green flames startled the people around him. Even those onlookers who had been suspicious could not help it Puzzled.

... really tall?

The two old men watched eagerly as the talisman paper turned into ashes and melted into the water. Master Qin held the child's head and pressed it lightly on the back of the neck. Swallow the talisman water in his mouth.

Chi Jia frowned.

Visible to the naked eye, the child's lips turned rosy, and the struggling hands and feet gradually calmed down. Under the surprised eyes of his grandparents, the child's breathing was steady, and he even opened his big eyes and looked at the people around him, saying "ahhh "'s cute little milk voice.

"This... is really good!?"

"Simply a god!"

"It's impossible! The drip in the hospital doesn't have such a quick effect!"

"So he is a master, and he has real skills to be famous."

"I've said that the illnesses of my parents' elders are the ones that the master is optimistic about. You have seen them with your own eyes, do you believe them now?"

Amidst the exclamation, the lips of the old couple trembled, and the light from their raised eyes seemed to regard Master Qin as a reborn benefactor, with a look of tears wishing to kneel down to him. The shadow has long been thrown out of the sky.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Master Qin said with a touch of aloofness and detachment, "Although the two of you have misunderstood me, but people who cultivate the Tao don't want to see their children suffer, so just pay more attention in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes, then look at this..." The old lady carried the child back.

The old man hastily took out the money and handed it to the master: "It's our fault that we suspect that the master is against the master. You must accept this money!"

Master Qin waved his hand: "Excuse me, so that no one will think that I am really a scammer, and go out and talk nonsense to ruin my reputation."

The old man's forehead was sweating: "How come...you saved our grandson, you are our family's great benefactor! If anyone dares to speak ill of you, my old man will be the first to let him go!"

As soon as he said, he put the money in his hand on the table, turned his head and pushed Chi Jia: "Go! If it weren't for you, how could I have doubted the master just now! A nasty little red guy... Don't let me be here from now on Master saw you here! If you dare to go out and speak ill of Master, I will definitely treat you rudely!"

"Hey, what are you doing!" Sun Guofang blocked him, "You are the one who has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, and a little deception has deceived you... Don't do anything! I'm calling the police!"

"Taishan... Heh, there are obviously two liars, one big and one small!" The old man snorted, "Isn't it that someone specially sent you to discredit the master? You should call the police, okay, let the police see the details of the two of you." , who is the one talking nonsense!"

Incited by his words, other believers around also showed anger, rolled up their sleeves and seemed to be working together to throw Chi Jia and Sun Guofang out.

"Principal, why don't we withdraw first?" Sun Guofang couldn't stand the crowd's anger, and said with a bitter face.

Chi Jia stared at Master Qin who was standing behind the crowd. The man seemed to be floating and independent, and looked at Chi Jia with a little imperceptible complacency and sarcasm in his eyes.

Chi Jia's eyes were deep, and his fingertips moved slightly. A small pot in Sun Guofang's arms fell silently into his hands, and a drop of bright red liquid shot out from the gap in the crowd, and dripped accurately on the blinking child.

In the next second, everyone only heard a childish and lovely voice saying "Fuck", which drowned out everyone's scolding.

The little baby waved his hands: "It hurts...Who poured something on my face? I don't want to live!"

The author has something to say: make up for yesterday's, there is *￣3￣╭ in the evening