After sitting in the coffee shop for more than an hour, when he saw that his employer was already a little impatient, Yunyang called his apprentice to get up and walked towards Nanhu under the leadership of Wang Jiaxun and Chen Xiquan.
As a friend of Chen Xiquan and a fellow Taoist priest of Yunyang, Ye Tian naturally followed him.
To be honest, Ye Tian was really curious. This place was surrounded by mountains and rivers. No matter from any angle, there was no problem with Feng Shui. When the water ghost said it, Ye Tian didn't believe it either.
Turning around the foot of a mountain, you can see a large lake with a few cruise ships floating alone on the lake. Due to the cordon, except for the staff, there is no tourist here.
When he was still more than twenty meters away from the lake, Wang Jiaxun pointed to a place and said: "Taoist Master Yunyang, that's where it is. Both of them fell from the crooked neck tree. After they are fished out,
, they were all bitten to pieces by fish and shrimps!
And...and some staff saw a black shadow nearby at night, but after shining a flashlight on it, the shadow disappeared immediately..."
So many things happened there in the past two days, Wang Jiaxun didn't dare to move forward at all, for fear that he would also be pulled down by the water ghost. After pointing at it from a distance, he backed away.
"Let me take a look!"
Even though Old Taoist Yunyang didn't know anything about magic, he was very courageous. He walked straight to the crooked neck tree and looked around, then turned around and said seriously: "Master Wang, the Yin Qi here is
It’s extremely heavy. In the early years, someone should have hung from a tree but survived, but fell into the water and drowned. Therefore, the resentment is very heavy, and people are often lured into the water here to murder their lives!”
Whether it's fortune-telling, Feng Shui, or even antique buying and selling, it's all about words. The more mysterious you make things, the richer the money you take out of your customers' pockets.
In Ye Tian's opinion, Yunyang's words were just nonsense, and the reason why he dared to go to the crooked neck old willow tree to check was because the compass in Yunyang's sleeve did not show that there was anything there.
Evil spirits exist.
However, Ye Tian knows that, but that does not mean that Boss Wang also knows. As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, Wang Jiaxun said anxiously: "Taoist Master Yunyang, then... what do you think we should do? If this... continues like this, my business will
There’s nothing we can do!”
Not to mention the money lost due to the temporary closure of this tourist attraction, the amount of money paid to the families of the two deceased people in the past two days has reached more than 500,000. If a few more people die, this resort will be closed down.
Already.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, layman Wang, don't worry!"
Old Taoist Yunyang looked calm and calm, waved his hand and said: "This ghost is parasitic under the roots of the willow tree. After I do this, I will use the talisman to calm the old willow tree and recite a death mantra, even if this ghost is
No matter how great your resentment is, I will overcome it, but..."
"Taoist Master Yunyang, what's the matter?" Wang Jiaxun asked quickly.
Yunyang let out a long sigh and said: "But this talisman of mine was passed down by my master, and there are not many left now. The old Taoist is really reluctant to use it!"
Wang Jiaxun, who was next to him, was stunned and asked: "Is this passed down from your master? Then... how old must he be?"
From the appearance, this old Taoist is almost seventy years old. If his master is still alive, wouldn't he be over ninety?
"Master has already transformed into an immortal. This is his relic. That's all. This talisman is too valuable, so don't use it. The Rebirth Mantra can almost eliminate this disaster!"
The old man glared at Wang Jiaxun angrily. This man was too careless. Did he have to directly talk about the price increase?
"No, Taoist Master Yunyang, please give me a price for it. Can't we just do it?"
At this moment, Wang Jiaxun had been fooled by Yunyang. He was thinking that if he failed to catch the ghost, why not bother them in the future? No matter how much money he spent, he would still have to pay for it.
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"Monks don't talk about money, so what use do we need these worldly things?"
Yunyang looked like he regarded money as dirt, and suddenly changed the subject and said, "Lady Wang, let's do this. You can donate 50,000 yuan in incense money later!"
"Okay, fifty thousand is fifty thousand, Taoist Master Yunyang, you have to pick up the best talisman to use!" Boss Wang nodded repeatedly and agreed immediately.
"Don't worry, I'll start now and make sure that after today, everything will be fine here!"
Seeing the other party was so happy, the old man felt regretful in his heart. If he had known it, he would have asked for 100,000 yuan, but now he couldn't change his mind.
"Grandma, this old Taoist can really fool you. Back then, Master tricked Mr. Miao in the town to help him rebuild the Taoist temple, but he also showed some real skills. This old guy is just a wolf with nothing?"
After hearing what Yunyang said, Ye Tian's face twitched. If the old guy continued to fool him, he would really have to laugh out loud.
Where did the master pass down that talisman? It was purely drawn by the old Taoist when he had nothing to do, and the talisman was not cinnabar, but red ink. Ye Tian even discussed with him when he was in the Taoist temple.
How to draw it.
This thing that couldn't even be bought for a dime turned into fifty thousand in the mouth of the old Taoist. Ye Tian now doubted whether this old guy had been in the "Jiang Xiang Sect" before he became a monk?
"Apprentice, set up the formation!"
Now that the price has been agreed upon, the old Taoist will of course start the process. After giving the order, the little Taoist spread a Bagua Tai Chi diagram on the ground next to the willow tree.
At the same time, two staff members placed a long table that had been moved from the resort in front of Lao Dao. On the table were also placed melon and fruit tributes, an incense stand and a bowl of water.
The old Taoist spread his hair, pulled out a mahogany sword that was only as long as a dagger from his sleeve, and shouted loudly: "The Supreme Lord has decreed that I will transcend your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and I will be blessed in all my lives. Those with heads will be promoted, and those without heads will be promoted.
Kill with spears and swords, dive into the water and hang on the rope, rescue everyone, save everyone in a hurry, save everyone, save everyone in a hurry!"
After reciting this simplified version of the rebirth mantra, the old Taoist took a sip of water from the bowl in front of him and sprayed it on the sword in his mouth. Then he took out the talisman with his left hand, picked it up with his right hand, inserted the talisman on the sword, and shouted.
: "Tai Shang Laojun, you are as urgent as the law!"
It is strange to say that as Old Taoist Yunyang shouted, the talismans on the wooden sword spontaneously ignited without fire. Everyone in the surrounding circle widened their eyes and showed incredulous expressions.
"Hey, this old guy has invested some money, hasn't he?" Seeing this scene, Ye Tian couldn't help but feel happy again. Finally, Yunyang Taoist knew how to perform a full set of dramas, and he had some tricks up his sleeve.
This talisman spontaneously ignited, which looked very magical to outsiders, but in Ye Tian's eyes, it was just some little trick in the world.
As long as sodium peroxide is applied to the paper, the yellow paper will immediately heat up and spontaneously ignite when it comes into contact with water or carbon dioxide. Ye Tian learned this technique when he was twelve years old.
Ye Tian hasn't seen anyone playing this kind of trick in many years, and it seems quite lively now, so naturally he won't tell off the old tricks.
After receiving 50,000 yuan from others, the old man naturally had to show off. After the talisman was burned, he stepped on the seven-star step, shook his head and continued to play tricks.
"Damn it, is this a fucking master dance or a ritual?"
Ye Tian felt that today's visit was really worth it. How could this be a Taoist practice? As long as the mahogany sword was replaced with a Kaiyuan drum, this action was just like the shaman dance of the Qing Dynasty.
As the saying goes, those who know the ropes watch the door, but those who don’t understand watch the excitement. Chen Xiquan, Wang Jiaxun and the staff all looked at it happily. If they were not afraid of disturbing the old Taoist, they would definitely applaud loudly!
As if feeling the enthusiasm of the crowd, the old Taoist danced more and more cheerfully. Despite his age, he was really agile. After dancing for more than five minutes, his movements slowly slowed down.
When the little Taoist saw Yunyang stop, he leaned his whole body against the crooked willow tree and couldn't help but remind him: "Master, be careful, there is a lake behind you!"
The old Taoist turned a deaf ear to his disciple's words. He first used both hands to collect his hair, and then used the peach wood sword as a hairpin to insert into it. Then he said: "What are you afraid of? Master, I dared to read the Golden Rooster on the top of Mount Tai."
, can it still fall?"
But who knew that as soon as Yunyang finished speaking, his standing body suddenly shrank down, and with a "pop", his whole body fell into the water.
The whole process was extremely fast. When everyone saw the old Taoist's only hands floating on the water, only a second or two passed. No one reacted. What was going on?
The little Taoist priest standing by the table reacted very quickly. After jumping four or five meters away, he shouted loudly: "Ghost! How dare you commit murder in broad daylight? This... this is a fierce ghost!"
This Jianghu trick is similar to cross talk, there is humor but also praise. The little Taoist priest is undoubtedly playing the role of praise. At this juncture, he does not forget to help his master to smooth the situation.
"Damn, what is that?"
Others didn't see clearly what happened just now, but Ye Tian saw it clearly. At the moment when Lao Dao's body fell, Ye Tian saw a black and furry claw at Lao Dao's ankle.
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"Uncle Chen, bring the boat over there. I'll go down to rescue people first!"
At this moment, Ye Tian no longer bothered to guess what that thing was. He shouted at Chen Xiquan, took off his clothes and jumped into the water where the old man fell.
He and Yunyang got along well on weekdays, and they had been eating and drinking in Baiyun Temple for more than two months. Naturally, Ye Tian couldn't watch the old guy die like this, and plunged into the water with a sudden force.
