Chapter 898 Re-entry into the world of magic sticks (thirty-one)
"Yes, I did say that!"
The old lady was not frightened by the Chinese character face.
She had a stubborn look on her face, "I just don't feel well. Look at my eyes, they are almost as big as those of a panda!"
"I couldn't sleep for a long time. I went to the town hospital to get sleeping pills but it didn't work. I always felt like something was pressing on me..."
The old lady became more and more involved when she talked about her situation, and she actually forgot that she was just getting angry with the police.
She was lively and dancing, "Maybe it's a ghost on the bed! I guess I got something dirty on it——"
The foreheads of several policemen with Chinese-character faces twitched when they heard this.
What age is this, and the old lady in front of me doesn't look like she is seventy or eighty.
Calculating my age, I should be born in the 1970s.
In other words, for people born in this era, the country has long popularized scientific knowledge and received nine years of compulsory education.
If you read books and know the real science, you won't be so superstitious.
Is it a nine-leak fish?
Of course, it depends on the environment they are in, a remote mountain village.
The villagers will be relatively ignorant and ignorant, so they will give these magic sticks and goddesses the soil to grow freely!
In the past, police officers like them were not reported, and they did not know that the Guiyuan Temple, which was very popular on the Internet, was actually a deceptive wild Taoist temple, and they were unable to take control of it.
Now, since they knew it and were caught by He Qingfeng, this matter cannot be settled easily!
"He Qingfeng, you haven't said that you are promoting feudal superstition?"
The Chinese-character face no longer listened to the old lady's nonsense, but turned his head and spoke directly to He Qingfeng seriously.
He Qingfeng:......
excuse me?
The old lady said that she encountered something unclean. Does she have a relationship with He Qingfeng?
This policeman Shu Li's brain circuit is really strange.
Even if someone is practicing feudal superstition, it should be the old lady in front of me.
He Qingfeng has been reminding the old lady: Believe in science and reject feudal superstition!
He Qingfeng's face was filled with grievances.
Seeing this, the old lady rushed to help: "Oh, young man, please don't accuse me unjustly!"
"He Guanzhu has never promoted feudal superstition. Just now, he told me: Believe in science, there are no ghosts in this world!"
This time the Chinese characters were changed and my face was shocked.
He looked at the old lady and then at He Qingfeng. His mouth moved, but he couldn't say a word.
How ridiculous!
A priest with a bun and a Taoist robe actually told his followers to "believe in science"!
Have you gone to the wrong channel, or has the world become too ridiculous?!
"Yes, I have always told everyone that there are no monsters and monsters in this world. We must believe in science and reject feudal superstition!"
He Qingfeng received a perfect assist from the old lady. Seeing the dumbfounded expressions of several policemen, He Qingfeng felt extremely excited.
He still looked calm and said softly, "Our Taoist temple only promotes traditional Taoist culture and will never sell talismans, talismans, or other magical objects or ornaments to tourists or believers!"
"So, comrades, if you are looking for crooks or liars, you are really looking for the wrong place!"
"That's right! Master Qingfeng is a serious Taoist priest, certified by the Taoist Association, and has a formal ultimatum!"
"Yes, yesterday I came to ask for amulets, and Guanzhu He said not to let me be superstitious, and to go to the hospital if I was sick."
"Yes, yes, Master Qingfeng's mantra is 'believe in science'. We do believe in science, but there are some things that science cannot help with!"
"That's right, my little girl has been crying a few days ago. She went to both the county hospital and the city hospital, but she couldn't find the cause at all. So she went to He's house and asked Su Xiangu to pat her down. Hey, guess what?
, Xiaoya stopped crying on the spot!”
"...Oh, young man, let me tell you that Guanzhu He and Xiangu Su are really capable people. You may not believe it, but you must not be disrespectful..."
While He Qingfeng was speaking, a group of villagers and believers who came to either return their vows or ask questions gathered around him.
They were talking in a flurry of words.
At first, they still tried hard to prove that He Guanzhu did not engage in feudal superstition and was not a liar.
But as I talked, the painting style became very strange.
In particular, a few enthusiastic old ladies actually faced the Amway He Qingfeng couple who were waiting for a few policemen with Chinese characters on their faces.
Guozi Lian and other police officers:...
I was speechless and choked, and sighed helplessly.
Alas, if we want to completely eradicate feudal superstition, we still have a long way to go.
Look what these aunties are doing?
They actually advocated feudal superstition to the law enforcement police who came to arrest the criminals?!
What's even more bizarre is that the guy who really pretended to be a ghost didn't get anything wrong.
Many people can prove that He Qingfeng did not promote feudal superstition, and he even advised everyone not to be superstitious!
This this--
My head hurts so much!
What should they do?
Continue to arrest people?
Who to arrest?
Should we arrest these superstitious old men and women?
Haha, so many "living ancestors" went to the county, why didn't they cause chaos in their police station?
Catch He Qingfeng?
Why?
He is a serious Taoist priest who only promotes traditional culture. He has never said anything about exorcising ghosts and subjugating demons.
As for burning incense, praying for blessings, cough cough, this is religious culture.
Even if you don’t praise it, you can’t obstruct it or contain it!
"Comrade police, you have really misunderstood. I, He Qingfeng, really do not advocate feudal superstition, let alone lie!"
He Qingfeng saw the embarrassment of several police officers and said seriously.
"Yes! Yes! He Guanzhu is right. He really advised me not to be superstitious!"
The old lady just now rushed to the front again, trying her best to help He Qingfeng testify.
He Qingfeng: Sure enough, she is from my hometown. Grandma Sangu is awesome!
However, just as He Qingfeng finished praising Third Aunt Grandma in his heart, the old lady turned to He Qingfeng and said: "Guanzhu He, I really don't feel well. Why don't you read a sutra for me to get rid of that dirty thing?"
Bar!"
He Qingfeng & police officers:...
"Ahem!"
He Qingfeng coughed a few times and said helplessly, "Grandma Third Aunt, I told you--"
"Oh, I know! Your rhetoric is known to all of us, not to mention me!"
"Okay! Okay! You have to believe in science. There are no ghosts in the world! I didn't say there were ghosts. I just don't feel well. Please help me take a look!"
Grandma Sangu said eagerly, her eyes filled with anticipation.
The surrounding villagers and believers also looked at He Qingfeng eagerly.
Oh, by the way, there are also a few policemen, and they are also watching eagerly.
It seemed that as long as He Qingfeng opened his mouth to recite a curse or pretended to pinch his hands, they would catch him on the spot!
He Qingfeng:......
What is this thing called?
He had an inexplicable feeling that "the atmosphere has been set up here, if I don't pretend to be a ghost, I won't be able to let the audience down."
Taking a deep breath, He Qingfeng threw these strange thoughts out of his mind.
In full view of everyone, He Qingfeng raised his hand.
However, he didn't pinch his hands or make any weird gestures.
He just helped Third Auntie take out a grass clipping from her hair.
Of course, from an angle that no one could see, He Qingfeng also flicked his fingers.
ah!!
A scream that could not be heard by humans suddenly sounded.
And the black ball of air clinging to the third aunt's grandma's shoulder was shattered by a transparent spiritual power and completely turned into ashes.
[What a trick! This Master Qingfeng’s cultivation is so high, he is slightly better than me!]
In another corner of the Taoist temple, there was a young man wearing light-colored casual clothes.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, quietly watching the commotion in this corner.
Originally, he was thinking that if Guiyuan Guan was in trouble, he could come forward to help solve it.
This can be regarded as forming a good relationship with Guiyuan Guan.
Unexpectedly, Guiyuan Guan could solve the problem by himself without taking any action himself, let alone using official power.
If these superstitious old people were left alone at other times and on other occasions, young people would definitely feel sad and angry with "sorrow for their misfortune and angry for their inability to fight".
But at this moment, seeing them protecting He Qingfeng so actively, he felt inexplicably relieved.
Because young people know that He Qingfeng is not a magician, but a real cultivator.
"Uncle Junior, why don't you go in! Hey, it's so lively in front, what happened?"
Just as the young man was thinking to himself, a familiar noise sounded behind him.
The young man, that is, the junior uncle Xuan Mo, curled up the corner of his mouth and showed a signature smile.
He turned his head and said softly to his nephew, "What? Did you find something abnormal?"
Yesterday evening, Xuan Mo rushed to City B and met Su Wenbo at the hotel.
That night, for most of the night, Su Wenbo kept talking about his experience in Guiyuan Temple.
What about the mountain-protecting formation, what about casting spells out of thin air, what about the hoopoe bird and the white fox that have opened up their spiritual wisdom...
In Su Wenbo's words, Guiyuan Guan suddenly became a mysterious and reclusive sect.
And the masters of Guiyuan Guan are even more elusive and strange people with profound cultivation.
"Uncle Junior Master, how about we go to Guiyuan Temple early tomorrow morning. I think the expert from Guiyuan Temple can help you with your trouble!"
Su Wenbo said a lot, with only one purpose.
Xuan Mo was a little surprised, "My trouble?"
I never revealed to Su Wenbo that I was poisoned by corpse poison.
In this world, except for his senior brother and the Valley Master of Immortal Medicine Valley, no one else knows about it.
And those two are very strict people, and they will never reveal his secrets without his permission.
How did this child Su Wenbo find out?
Or maybe he was too concerned about himself and noticed some abnormalities in him, and then deduced that he was in trouble.
Yes, that should be it!
Otherwise, Su Wenbo would have directly said "your disease" instead of "your trouble"!
Alas, this kid is a little bit arrogant, but he is also so considerate!
Only Su Wenbo who truly cared about Xuan Mo would pay such attention to him.
Xuan Mo has always been cold and cold, but he always cares a little more about Su Wenbo.
Feeling Su Wenbo's thoughtfulness, Xuan Mo increasingly regarded Su Wenbo as his closest relative.
"Yes, little uncle. If you don't want to say anything, my dad seems to have turned into a gourd, refusing to reveal a single word."
"Oh, no, not only did he not tell me, but he always looked at me with a look of hatred, as if I had caused some terrible disaster!"
"Uncle Junior, I thought about it carefully. I haven't caused any trouble recently, except for the southwest ancient tomb..."
"So, Junior Uncle, did you get into trouble in the ancient tomb, and is that trouble still bothering you?"
When Su Wenbo talked about this, his eyes became cautious.
When speaking, there was even more guilt and worry.
He was afraid that he would hear an answer from his junior uncle that would make him hate himself.
Seeing Su Wenbo's performance, Xuan Mo twitched his lips, "It's indeed a bit troublesome, but it has nothing to do with you!"
It was because he wasn't good at studying and didn't have enough cultivation that he was hit hard by that flying zombie!
"..." Su Wenbo didn't believe what the junior uncle said at all.
But the junior uncle refused to tell the truth, so he had no choice.
In the end, he could only suggest this, "Uncle Master, let's go to Guiyuan Temple tomorrow morning!"
Since that mysterious master was able to arrange such a powerful formation and also regarded the spirit hoopoe bird and white fox as his spiritual pets, he must have a very high level of cultivation.
She can definitely help little uncle!
As for whether he would encounter danger when he arrived at Guiyuan Temple, Su Wenbo couldn't care less!
Of course, in addition to caring about chaos, Su Wenbo also has the confidence to trust his junior uncle——
As long as my junior uncle is here, I will be fine.
Sure enough, early the next morning, the uncle and nephew came to the mountain gate of Guiyuan Temple. Before Su Wenbo could remind him, Xuan Mo stopped.
"Well, that's interesting! It's actually a protective formation made of talismans!"
"...I can try to break it, but——"
He came here to seek help, not to compete.
Just when Xuan Mo was thinking about how to communicate with the expert, Su Wenbo, who noticed his subtle reaction, shouted at the top of his voice: "Senior! Senior! It's me, it's me!"
"I injured your spiritual bird a few days ago. Although I paid compensation, my elders still feel it is inappropriate!"
"Today, my uncle has come with me to apologize to you, and please allow us to come in!"
The sound echoed in the forest.
The tourists and believers who came and went couldn't help but cast strange looks at the uncle and nephew.
However, they looked sideways, but did not ask questions or stop to watch.
This is Guiyuan Temple. Some believers always have various practices in order to make wishes or pray for blessings.
For example, some people will start from the foot of the mountain and make three prostrations and nine bows all the way up the mountain.
For another example, some people would recite in the main hall, or prostrate themselves on the ground crying.
They have only one idea, and as long as they are sincere, they can achieve their wishes.
Even if they can't, they have made their last effort and have no regrets or guilt in their hearts.
... Standing at the mountain gate and shouting may be an alternative way of praying.
Everyone expressed their understanding and did not stop to watch.
Su Wenbo & Xuan Mo:......
Okay, let’s just misunderstand it.
Anyway, as long as you express your meaning clearly and don't arouse the resentment of the seniors or even anger the other party!
Whoosh!
As soon as Su Wenbo finished shouting, Xuan Mo was keenly aware that the transparent barrier in front of them disappeared.
