After the ghost Fugui ran for a distance, he stopped and looked towards Tan Wanwan's house again. When he saw Xu Ce entering the gate of Tan's house, he completely let go of the worries in his heart.
It's safe now, that stinking Taoist priest is dead!
Whoosh!
Ghost Fugui's figure disappeared again, and then appeared on a roof, with his legs crossed, facing the direction of Tan House, ready to watch the show.
He felt that he was aggrieved tonight. He was caught for nothing, not only as a young man, but also kicked a few times, and he was so humble as to be a grandson. If he didn't see Xu Ce's misfortune, he wouldn't be able to sleep even at dawn.
Xu Ce walked into the door of Tan House, and there were noisy voices inside.
The courtyard was very large, with several fires lit around it and an altar in the middle.
One of them had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and was wearing a goose-yellow Taoist robe. He was standing in front of the altar. At first glance, he looked like he was not a serious Taoist priest.
Next to them, there were twenty or thirty people, looking at the Taoist priest in the middle with expressions of worry, fear, and hope.
There is also a middle-aged man at the head, who is a bit fat and wearing a uniform. He is talking to an unorthodox Taoist priest. This man should be Tan Wanwan of Tan House.
The sign-in countdown in Xu Ce's mind also started counting as soon as he entered the Tan family's house.
"...59 minutes and 59 seconds, 59 minutes and 58 seconds, 59 minutes and 57 seconds..."
"Who are you? A human ghoul?"
At this time, someone saw Xu Ce and stepped forward to question him. His eyes were unusually alert. After all, a stranger appeared late at night. Is he a human or a ghost?
"I'm Xu Ce, of course I'm a human being. I happened to pass by Taishan Town and saw that all the inns in the town were closed for some reason. They knocked on the door and didn't pick up the guests. I happened to see that the door here was open and I wanted to stay overnight. I don't know.
Is that possible?"
Xu Ce was wearing ordinary people's clothes. As long as he didn't show off his Taoism, no one would regard him as a Taoist priest. Xu Ce was also handsome, and he looked like a good guy at first glance. When the Tan family heard what Xu Ce said, they were filled with excitement.
I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Tan Wanwan just glanced at Xu Ce and did not come forward to talk. He winked at the people in the house with a strange look and shook his head slightly. The house was haunted and someone dared to stay at their house. How brave.
Fat.
"Little brother, it's not that we don't want you to stay for one night. Now you see that there are unclean things in our Tan House. I'm afraid it will scare you."
The person who asked Xu Ce explained something, and the implication was rejection.
It's just that Xu Ce came here specifically to complete the system's check-in task of eradicating violence and keeping good people safe, so how could he give up like that?
Moreover, the countdown to the sign-in task has also begun.
Since the Qingquan Center sign-in task was interrupted and repeated several times, he would never allow the task to be interrupted and the task to be started from scratch again!
That feeling is so uncomfortable!
Xu Ce deliberately pretended not to know anything, looked at the altar, and said slightly surprised:
"Are you trying to catch a ghost? Seeing that the Taoist priest is so impressive, he must be a man of real ability. Even if there is a ghost, he will be caught.
I also asked the member to stay with me for a night, and I will leave immediately at dawn tomorrow.
Hey, otherwise, I might really have to sleep on the street..."
At the end of his speech, Xu Ce sighed leisurely, feeling helpless and entangled.
"Are you really not afraid?"
The person who spoke this time was Tan Wanwan. He came over and was very surprised.
Xu Ce smiled and said with an upright look:
"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but I think that as long as you don't have any wrongdoing in your heart, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night."
Hearing these words, Tan Wanwan naturally groaned in his heart. People who can say such things are usually pedantic scholars, and Xu Ce looks elegant and speaks elegantly, so he should be a useless scholar.
Even if he stays, it won't pose any threat to Tan Zhai.
That being the case!
"My little brothers have said so. Our Tan family is not unkind, so just stay.
But I, Mr. Tan, have made scandalous remarks ahead of him. If the Taoist Priest fails to catch the ghost, or if he is frightened and something happens, I, the Tan family, will not be responsible for it!"
"It's natural. I'm very grateful that Mr. Tan can take me here."
Xu Ce cupped his hands and smiled, saying it was done.
The Taoist priest came over, laughed and said:
"You don't have to think too much, Mr. Tan. With Pindao here, all monsters and ghosts will be captured obediently!"
"Then I'll ask you, Taoist priest."
Tan Wanwan stopped talking to Xu Ce, and no one paid attention to him anymore, leaving him alone. Xu Ce was happy and relaxed, watching the show, but he wanted to see what tricks this Taoist priest could play.
He remembered, however, that the Taoist priest in front of him in the original work was called Mao Shanming. He had learned some half-baked Maoshan Taoism from somewhere, and was leading two little ghosts around to deceive him.
Mao Shanming's luck seems to be quite good. He has been a charlatan for most of his life and has never capsized. But he still doesn't know that his luck value has been used up. Next, unlucky things will happen one after another.
Wave after wave comes.
Xu Ce is not in a hurry at all. The countdown to the sign-in time is still early. There is no need to take action until the critical moment.
Moreover, Xu Ce also felt that his method of setting up an altar was all practical. To an expert, it was a qualified spell.
But to a layman, at least it doesn't look as high-end as many charlatans.
By the way, it is actually not bad to learn from Mao Shanming.
"Taoist Priest, in the past six months, our family has never slept in bed when we got up in the morning.
Every night, ghosts take me out of bed."
Tan Wanwan worriedly told Mao Shanming about the sufferings of the past six months.
“Those who put people on the table are the actions of evildoers.
Those who move people out of bed are the actions of evil spirits.
You have to be afraid of evil people, but as for evil spirits! Ha! There are poor people here, so you don’t have to be afraid!"
Mao Shanming patted his chest and promised, with a face full of confidence.
Tan Baiwan listened to what Mao Shanming said, but he didn't take it seriously, because he had seen Taoist priests and monks who boasted more powerfully. The reason why he invited Mao Shanming today was because he was a dead horse.
What if the idea of the living horse doctor comes true?
Of course, the most truthful thing is that Tan Wanwan doesn't have much hope.
"Taoist Priest, I hope you can keep your word. What you just said, there are already nine people in front of you. Those nine people before were unable to do anything to deal with the ghosts in the room, and they were all beaten away in the end.
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Two of them were so frightened that they went crazy, and you can still see them begging for a living in the town during the day, eh!"