Chapter 73: Those who are like me want to be vulgar, and those who learn from me die
The place where the Taoist priest lives is not as remote as Lyon said. It only takes about ten minutes to drive away from the police station.
Mountain roads, roadsides, grocery stores.
The car stopped slowly, and Liao Wenjie leaned against the car window, wondering why these experts all liked to open a grocery store. The same was true for Ghost King Da, and the same was true for the Taoist priests he had not yet met.
Thinking of Gui Wangda, Liao Wenjie thought about asking Leon to go there another day. His folding stool was unreasonable and he might be able to beat Gui Wangda well.
"Pretty boy, what do you want to buy?"
The boss was wearing an earth-colored mandarin jacket. He looked to be in his early forties, with a beard, regular features, and straight waist and shoulders.
If nothing else, he should be a practicing master.
"Get three bottles of soda."
"OK."
After the three bottles of soda were opened, Liao Wenjie took them in turn and passed them to Zhou Xingxing and Leon.
These two bastards just didn't open their mouths, and if they opened their mouths, they would get angry, so they agreed on the way here that they would be responsible for keeping silent, and Liao Wenjie would be responsible for dragging each other into a trap.
No, it's to get the other party to join forces and do something big.
"Boss, I've walked this road several times. You're the only grocery store that's a five-minute drive away. Business must be very good, right?"
"You're thinking too much, handsome."
The boss smiled and said: "I can only sell some soda drinks and snacks every day, and do some passerby business. I have a small business and no repeat customers, so I can barely make ends meet."
"Then I'll introduce you to a business that brings in money, what do you think?"
"Business with money..."
The boss frowned slightly: "No need, I won't do anything illegal or disciplinary, you can find someone else."
"Axing, take out the things."
Liao Wenjie hooked up and flashed Zhou Xingxing's police officer certificate in front of his boss.
Seeing that it was the police, the boss calmed down a little and asked: "Police officers, do you have anything to do with me?"
"I heard that there is a mass grave nearby and it was often haunted in the early years. Is it true?"
"Oh, has it spread like this?"
The boss raised his hand and pressed his mustache, and said modestly: "Sir, what you are talking about is an old story. Indeed, a powerful mage passed by and wiped out all the monsters in the mass grave. Times have changed, and it has been peaceful for many years."
"To be honest, two days ago during the Ghost Festival, a vampire zombie came out of the ghost nest underneath the police station. I want to find this mage to subjugate the demons. Can the store owner send me a message?"
"Zombies..."
The boss frowned and was about to say something. When he saw the smile on Liao Wenjie's face, he immediately understood something.
At this point, there was no need for him to pretend to be a grocer anymore.
I saw him silently reciting three sentences of the formula, pointing his sword into the center of his eyebrows, and looking at Liao Wenjie.
His spiritual energy is restrained and integrated throughout his body. If he is not a powerful person who has achieved success in cultivation, he is a genius who is born with Taoism.
Considering Liao Wenjie's young age, he must be in the second category. He subconsciously wanted to ask Liao Wenjie if he was a disciple. When he spoke, he suddenly felt strange.
There are experts too!
It was not Zhou Xingxing who was in charge of driving. The boss saw clearly that Zhou Xingxing's breath was messy and his waist was a little weak. He was not practicing.
The three fires on the shoulders are strong, which means that he is straight-talking and upright. This kind of person does not say that he is blessed with good fortune and is free from illness and disaster, but ordinary ghosts and ghosts will definitely wander around him when they see him.
What shocked the boss was Leon, who was sitting in the back row. He was dressed in black, mysterious, and had incredibly exaggerated telepathy. He was like a huge radioactive source, oppressing and destroying things around him without restraint.
"You, what kind of monster are you?"
The boss was so shocked that he forgot to stop. Leon's telepathy was really incredible. Let alone him, even if his long-dead master jumped out of the coffin, he could only carry the other person's shoes.
It’s so outrageous that there are such aliens in the world!
"Hehehe, this young man has good eyesight. You must have noticed it by now. Yes, I am the famous 'ghost-catching expert' Leon."
"What, are you the crazy one?"
Leon was feeling proud. He thought that because of his reputation, he would bow to the other party. Who would have thought that as soon as he reported his name, the boss would take a deep breath, panic flash across his face, and slam the door shut.
He was afraid to avoid him, as if Leon was not an expert in catching ghosts, but the devil of hell.
"..."x3
In the car, the three of them looked at each other in confusion. Zhou Xingxing looked puzzled. He didn't understand why Leon was so powerful that he was disliked by his peers.
Liao Wenjie raised his hands to cover his face and complained: "I thought you hated people and dogs. It seems that I underestimated you."
"Low-key, I don't want to make this kind of thing public."
"Stop talking. When I have money in the future, I will definitely take you to the best mental hospital in the world."
Liao Wenjie scoffed, got out of the car and started banging on the door. He told the boss Xiao Zhi that he had something to discuss, and locking the door was not the way to treat guests.
His mouth was dry as he spoke, but there was no movement at all in the house. In desperation, he opened the car door and closed it again, waving his hand for Zhou Xingxing to drive out of the way.
Ten seconds later, the door crack opened. Liao Wenjie, with quick eyesight and quick hands, raised his hand to block the crack: "Boss, are you finally willing to open the door for business?"
"You man, why haven't you left yet..."
Realizing that he was being tricked, the boss slapped the door twice and said angrily: "I'm unlucky today. I won't be able to do business. Please take your hand away quickly. Don't blame me if you break it."
"That's good. Once the clamp is broken, I'll leave immediately. If the clamp keeps breaking, you open the door and I'll give you a deal."
Neuropathy!
The boss murmured and pushed the door hard twice. Seeing that Liao Wenjie didn't say a word, he didn't dare to use any more force and opened the door gloomily.
"Let's make an agreement first. You can come in, but not the ghost-catching expert. He's nicknamed the Broomstick. He's more evil than ghosts. It's bound to be bad if you get close to him."
"Oh, how do you say this?"
"There used to be a senior master who chatted with the Broom Star for two days and two nights. After that, he was seriously ill and never recovered. Before he died, he kept talking about the Broom Star, saying that the Broom Star was harmful to people and made his disciples and friends stay away from him.
good."
The boss was still frightened: "Beautiful boy, you have extraordinary qualifications. In time, you will achieve great things. Don't jeopardize your future by getting too close to him."
"Easy to say."
Liao Wenjie nodded seriously, but didn't take it seriously.
The senior master chatted with Lyon for two days and two nights. It was definitely not playing mahjong. Either he wanted to correct Lyon's world view, or he wanted to find a new way to learn Lyon's weird theory, take the essence and discard the dross, and keep it for his own use.
It is true that stones from other mountains can attack jade, but there is another saying, those who are like me will want to be vulgar, and those who imitate me will die.
No matter what the senior experts thought, a serious illness showed the result. He was crooked by Leon, destroyed his foundation, and died an extremely unjust death.
This story tells Liao Wenjie, never try to reason with a lunatic. If you lose, you will be worse than a lunatic. If you win, you will be worse than a lunatic. There will be no good outcome.
Seeing that Liao Wenjie was a reasonable person, the boss let go of his concerns and chatted with him for a while.
His surname is Zhong, and his name is Bai Fai. He studied Taoism at the age of five, started teaching at the age of sixteen, and changed his profession at the age of twenty and opened this grocery store. It has been ten years.
There were so many shortcomings that Liao Wenjie refrained from saying anything and gave a thumbs up to express his admiration.
Zhong Fabai has a high ambition and a pure deed. He would rather open a grocery store to make a living than use what he has learned to strive for glory and wealth. He really can't learn it.
"Director Zhong, you are aware of the situation in the police station. The vampire zombie has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. It has already killed a prisoner. I would like to invite your help. Let's work together to destroy him."
Before Zhong Fabai could refuse, Liao Wenjie spoke again: "Don't worry, your work will not be in vain. However, I am short of money and can only come up with ten thousand yuan. I hope you don't mind."
"Ajie, it's not about the money, it's about the bad guy. I don't want to get too close to him."
"What a coincidence, I don't like talking about money either. Let's continue talking about the truth."