"In fact, layman Cao does not need to avoid this view. A few yellow talismans from Pindaoyu are enough to protect his family."
"The real person's magic talisman is naturally magical, but my wife has been admiring the Tao for a long time, so I would like to take this opportunity to have some peace and quiet."
Inside the wonderful temple.
Shopkeeper Cao, whom Li Changan and the others were looking for, was following an old Taoist priest.
There was a sudden noise ahead.
But I saw a fat Taoist man waving a ladle, cursing, and running out of the corridor chasing a raccoon cat.
The old Taoist frowned and called to him: "Where are the rituals in front of a layman?!"
The fat Taoist was startled and glared at the civet cat. "DuangDuang" came over to greet him. On the spot, the old Taoist brought out a bunch of Taoist teachings on self-cultivation and moral cultivation, which he read until he was dizzy and sweating profusely.
The shopkeeper Cao next to him knew that he was chasing away customers, so he said goodbye and left.
The old Taoist priest then took away his "supernatural power" and turned around to look at the civet cat with bared teeth in the corner. The fur was messy and skinny. It was probably not a pet that some pilgrim brought up the mountain.
"Where did the raccoon slave come from?"
"Return to Uncle Master." The fat Taoist priest complained, "I wonder what kind of evil we have attracted today? There are many wild cats popping up in the temple, harassing the pilgrims everywhere, and several of the chickens and ducks in my room were stolen. It's really terrible.
Worse than a rat!"
The fat Taoist priest said bitterly: "Looking back, I will go down the mountain to buy some poisonous bait to see if these long-haired thieves still dare to make trouble!"
"Nonsense." The old Taoist priest scolded, "Have you forgotten that you are not angry or killing?!"
The fat Taoist priest hurriedly lowered his head to thank him, but his expression showed disapproval.
The old Taoist priest didn't say much, he just gave one instruction.
"Just stay in the kitchen."
Then he looked up at the wild cat jumping up to the eaves.
The eyes are complicated.
He said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord."
…………
Had dinner.
Shopkeeper Cao returned to the guest room, took out the account books, and wanted to turn off the lights and sort out the business again.
The door was knocked open and then pushed open.
But it was his wife who came in with tea, her face expressionless but unable to speak.
The family is far away in their hometown, and the couple is doing business outside. They have always supported each other, so their relationship with each other is much stronger than that of an ordinary old couple.
Seeing that his wife was full of thoughts, he held her hand and called her by her nickname.
"Ayun, why are you so depressed?"
The wife's tone was hesitant: "Mr. sir, will we break the rules if we do this?"
"What rules do people tell ghosts?" Shopkeeper Cao shook his head and laughed, not caring.
"It's because they are ghosts! Business is doing well, why should we offend them?"
Shopkeeper Cao did not disclose the "thousand gold post" to his wife so as not to worry her, so he only explained again:
"Why don't you want a good deal that comes to your door? Although that yellow-haired ghost is cunning, but his subordinates are poor and rich, but the country bumpkins are stupid. After drinking a few times and talking a few words, they will shake their own secrets.
"
"They all received the 'Ten Thousand Yuan Subsidy', and they thought very hard before they came up with the 'funeral viewing' business. As long as they put down the money, after tonight, there will be a hole in the city to take care of them. Why do we need to worry?"
The wife still couldn't raise her eyebrows: "After all, my integrity has been damaged."
"When doing business, cheating people will damage your integrity." Shopkeeper Cao patted his wife's hand and said with a proud smile, "But does lying to ghosts count as cheating?"
…
Dreams last long into the night.
Everything in the wonderful temple seems to have gone to sleep.
But in the void that is difficult for ordinary people to see, there are Dharma-protecting divine generals diligently patrolling.
The god general has a green face and red hair. He is wearing precious armor and holding a sword and ax. He looks majestic and majestic, just like in the picture album.
suddenly.
He focused his eyes and looked somewhere in the guest room.
"Ouch!"
A ball of hair immediately exploded on the windowsill.
It turned out to be a wild cat.
This year, Cave City has sent out more envoys than any other year. Although the Ghost King has an agreement with the Thirteen Families not to invade the temple, the ghost is still a ghost after all, and he may not be able to control himself if he is full of resentment.
The general and his colleagues had to inspect the interior and exterior in batches. The wonderful temples were large, with connected palaces and countless pavilions, so the task was really busy.
So I quickly averted my gaze.
But he never noticed that there was a small butterfly stuck in the gap of the guest room window, motionless like a label between the pages of a book.
When God was about to leave, it suddenly came back to life.
Pianpian flies into the guest room.
It fell on Shopkeeper Cao's pillow.
Smoldering silently.
…………
The rooster crows at the fifth watch.
Shopkeeper Cao was awakened by the morning bell.
He walked out of the guest room and was refreshed by the morning breeze.
The temple was full of sleepy Taoist priests rushing to do morning service. He bowed to greet him with a shy face, but the Taoists all yawned and ignored his little pilgrim.
He was secretly annoyed, but when he thought that today was August 5th, he couldn't help but feel happy, and he generously forgave these noses with eyes higher than their heads.
It's done, it's done!
His chest became more and more agitated, and he wanted to look up to the sky and scream, but the surrounding yard was too narrow and the walls were too high, so he couldn't relax his chest.
So with the wind blowing under my feet, I strode out of the gate of Zhongmiaoguan Mountain, stood on the high stone steps, looked down at Qian Tang, and looked far into the distance.
From the mountain gate facing east, you can see the Qiantang River rolling into the sea, and a red sun rising out of the sea.
The rays of light were shining brightly, making the half-sunk and half-floating Qiantang City a golden red in the mist.
Just like your own future, your luck will be red and your wealth will be bright and golden.
Shopkeeper Cao couldn't help but open his arms, closed his eyes, and embraced the rising sun on August 5th.
Huh?
strangeness.
Why is there no warmth when the morning sun sets on my face? Why is there suddenly no sound of bells in my ears?
He opened his eyes again in surprise.
There was a chaotic sound of insects all around, a faint sound of wind, the moon in the sky was hidden behind the clouds, and shed some faint light. Qiantang City under the stone steps was deeply submerged in the dark fog, without any lights.
It's not bright yet!
Suddenly: "Cao Li is."
He turned back subconsciously.
Behind him stood a man with a joking look, raising his hand and pointing his finger at his forehead.
Then give it a little push.
Shopkeeper Cao stumbled, lost his footing, lost his balance and fell backwards.
It’s over!
Everything was so sudden that he only had time to form this thought.
Behind you are the long and steep stone steps of Zhongmiao Temple. If you fall down, your head will be split and your bones will be broken! Yesterday, you were planning to trick ghosts. Are you going to become a ghost today?!
However, the expected severe pain did not come. Shopkeeper Cao found that what he fell into was not a stone staircase, but a small space, less than three feet wide and less than six feet long, which could barely accommodate a person lying down.
This is?
The familiar smell of wood and tung oil flooded my nose.
He suddenly realized that he was lying in a coffin.
coffin?!
Not as scary as that.
The coffin lid was closed and nails were driven in, sealing him into darkness.
…
"Bold monster!"
A clear light rose in front of the mountain gate, and several god generals arrived with awe-inspiring auras.
"How dare you offend us..."
Before he could finish his words, several clay pots were thrown up the stone steps and immediately broke into pieces, spilling a large amount of black liquid, which quickly evaporated and released bursts of black gas.
The expressions on the faces of the gods changed drastically. They ignored the scolding and hurriedly jumped into the air to escape.
The black water is formed by the condensed resentment of evil ghosts. It can be said to be the most poisonous and filthy thing in the world, and it is most in conflict with the protector gods who eat incense and fire to nourish their Qi.
Fortunately, this thing is not tolerated by the human world and will soon dissipate.
Just looking at Shopkeeper Cao again, he was lying motionless on the stone steps, his soul had been taken away. The time was still short, and the caster must not have gone far.
However, several guardian gods looked at the remaining resentment and filth on the stone steps.