Wang Ping was so frightened that he rolled and crawled out of the room, shouting at the top of his lungs that there was a ghost, please help.
Some of the tenants in the inn, as well as the servants and the innkeeper, were all awakened.
"What are you, a scholar, screaming about in the middle of the night? I'm so noisy that I can't even sleep."
"What a wicked scholar, why don't others want to sleep?"
"What happened? Did something go wrong?"
Many tenants were awakened and walked out of the house one after another.
"There's a ghost, there's a ghost, there's a ghost in my room." Wang Ping was so frightened that he hid in the corner, trembling in fear.
The faces of the timid tenants suddenly changed, and fear immediately appeared in their eyes. They were so frightened that they hurriedly stayed away from Wang Ping's room, for fear that the evil ghost inside would rush out and capture them all.
"Guest, please don't scare me. There are no evil spirits in this inn." The shopkeeper also asked nervously.
If word gets out that the inn is haunted, how can your inn have any business in the future?
Wang Ping was about to cry but said without tears: "There are really ghosts. Just now Wansheng was sleeping on the bed, and two ghosts flew in and sat on Wansheng's body. They pressed me so hard that I couldn't move. One of these two ghosts said that he wanted to eat
One of my heads wants to eat my feet... If Wansheng hadn't suddenly struggled and ran out, Wansheng would have been eaten alive by those two ghosts."
When all the tenants saw that Wang Ping was a scholar and spoke in a clear-cut manner, they suddenly became panic-stricken.
"This inn isn't really haunted, is it? Come on, pack your luggage. You can't take it with you in this place."
"Shop, why didn't you tell me earlier that there was a ghost here? You wanted to kill us."
The tenant who was afraid of ghosts was so frightened that he hurriedly packed his luggage and planned to leave the inn immediately to avoid being found by this evil ghost at night.
"Our store has been operating here for more than ten years, and there has never been any haunting. There must be other reasons for what happened today. Please be patient." The shopkeeper advised earnestly, for fear that all these guests would be disturbed.
Empty.
The most important thing in running this inn is its reputation. If all the guests in the middle of the night are scared away because of the haunting, then this inn will never be able to open again in the future.
However, these tenants would not pay attention to the shopkeeper's persuasion. Naturally, they couldn't wait to leave this haunted inn for the sake of their own lives.
"Where is the ghost? I am not afraid of ghosts by nature. If there is a ghost, I will kill that ghost with one knife." But at this time, a big man walked out of the room, holding a waist knife, and said fiercely.
"The room with the broken door is haunted. This good guy must not show off. If there is really a bad ghost, it will be dangerous inside." A tenant warned.
"I am the head catcher of Liumen. I have killed robbers, thieves, and bullies. I have not killed a ghost yet. Just wait, I will hide the ghost right now."
The big man chuckled, said nothing, and rushed into Wang Ping's house with his sword in hand, showing no fear at all.
If nothing else, this courage alone is enough to be admired.
But after the big man rushed into the house, he found that the room was empty, there were no ghosts at all, and his nose only smelled the smell of toilet paper.
"Damn it, there's no ghost anywhere, not even a ghost. It makes me happy for nothing."
Seeing that there was no ghost, the big man was disappointed and came out again with a sword in hand: "You are such a timid scholar. I'm afraid you have some nightmare that frightened you. There is no ghost in the room at all. Stop yelling.
If you disturb me again, I will beat you to death."
What, no ghosts?
Wang Ping was dumbfounded when he heard this.
He clearly saw two green-faced and fanged evil spirits trying to eat him in his room. If he hadn't run so fast, he would have been eaten by now.
At this moment.
Among the Taoist temples in the city.
A gust of wind blew by, and two paper figures flew in from the window and landed on the altar.
"Huh, once I scare you, I won't believe that you won't come to Pindao tomorrow to ask for amulets."
Taoist Bald smiled teasingly: "But there is another person. Let Pindao do this again and scare him. This person is a disciple from a wealthy family. If I can make a fortune from him, Pindao will not have to worry about his cultivation this year."
After saying that, he used Taoism again and threw the two paper figures out.
The paper man slipped out through the crack in the door again, and soon disappeared.
And in the Li Mansion in the city.
Li Xiuyuan sat quietly in the pavilion with his eyes closed, breathing into the moonlight.
He is practicing the Great Road of Human Mountains.
But for now, he is just a beginner, he can only breathe and exhale, and he has not learned any Taoist skills.
However, although I don’t know if I can develop this breathing skill, it can at least make me full of energy and quickly relieve fatigue.
"Master, why are you still sitting here? The bed has been made. Master, go to bed quickly." At this time, Xiaodie came over and said softly with a bit of shame.
Li Xiuyuan said, "Xiaodie, you go to bed first, I'm meditating."
"But it's cold at night, so the young master should go back to the house." Xiaodie said.
"Well, I'll go back later. Be obedient and go back to sleep." Li Xiuyuan said.
Xiaodie's beautiful eyes turned to the young master, then she responded, and then went back to the house.
After she left, Li Xiuyuan tried to enter trance again. After all, the previous trance had been interrupted.
But about half an hour after Xiaodie left, Du Chunhua put on another coat, walked out of the room with a slight blush, and came to the pavilion.
"Xiaodie asked me to come over and see if the young master has finished meditating."
Du Chunhua said with some embarrassment: "If the young master has finished meditating, please go back to the house to rest. It is already very late. The young master must be careful of catching cold in this pavilion."
Li Xiuyuan, who was interrupted from trance again, couldn't help but opened his eyes, looked at Du Chunhua and said with a smile: "I now understand why my master said in the past that I had an unstable mind and was not suitable for practicing Taoism. Even after practicing for more than ten years, I was afraid that I would not be able to penetrate the wall even after practicing for more than ten years."
You can’t even learn it, it seems that the master has really thought carefully about it.”
I am just a layman, and I simply cannot calm down and practice.
No wonder Taoists since ancient times have abandoned the secular world and traveled far away to the celestial mountains and blessed places to practice cultivation.
Cultivating Taoism is not something you can achieve by just meditating a few times or taking a few pills.
"Master, what are you talking about? This servant doesn't understand." Du Chunhua blinked and said in confusion.
"Cultivation of one's life without cultivating one's nature is the first disease in cultivation. I am sick in cultivation, and this path of cultivation is not easy to follow." Li Xiuyuan smiled, then walked over and hugged Du Chunhua's thin waist:
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go back and rest."
He is just a layman, how can he calm down and practice Taoism?
"Um."
Being hugged by the man, Du Chunhua's pretty face turned red, and her heart suddenly beat violently. She just responded softly, leaned her mature figure into the man's arms, and obediently accompanied the man to the room.
"what?"
Just when he was about to enter the house, Li Xiuyuan suddenly saw two black figures flashing past in the sky and getting into the house.
I read it wrong?
He frowned, shook his head, and walked into the house.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Xiaodie running towards this side in fright and hiding behind him: "Master, just now, I saw two people flying around in the house."
"The figure? Where is it?" Li Xiuyuan said safely.
Xiaodie was frightened and stuttered: "Master, it was right on the beam in the house. I suddenly saw it when I was warming the young master's bed."
He had also seen two figures flying into the house before.
I thought I was wrong before, but looking at Xiaodie like this, I guess I wasn't wrong.
Something really got into the house.
"Don't worry, I'll go take a look." Li Xiuyuan said.
There was a figure flying into the house in the middle of the night. Could it be a ghost?