After experiencing the last "ghost collision" incident, Ye Heng clearly understood one thing in his heart, there are ghosts in this temple.

Because since the last time I hit the ghost, although I ran back after a lot of hardship.

(Actually, he let him come back because he couldn't stand the annoyance of the white clothes)

But he kept dreaming after he came back.

At first, he thought it was because he had met a female ghost and his mind was frightened, so he kept dreaming, and it was all indescribable after waking up, and he couldn't remember it.

So every time before going to bed in those days, Ye Heng was plastered with all kinds of talismans beside his bed, on the door, on the window, and even on the toilet.

But the results are small.

"How could I give up so easily?"

"What difficulties do we encounter? Don't be afraid to face him with a smile, the best way to eliminate fear is to face fear, persistence is victory, come on, Ollie give !!"

Ye Heng thought of a sentence he had swiped on Douyin some time ago,

Immediately, my heart was filled with positive energy.

Yes, how can we be afraid of difficulties?

All demons and monsters are paper tigers, come on, Ollie to !!!

So with a strange enthusiasm, he began to jump back and forth between the master's study and his own room.

As far as the naked eye could see, as long as it was a magic weapon to ward off evil spirits, he was moving it to his room.

The most disgusting thing is that he even said shamelessly and even with a holy face:

"I don't produce magic weapons, I'm just a porter of magic weapons!"

A certain mountain spring: What the hell, I feel offended by a certain back wave.

No, there really wouldn't be anyone who didn't know the golden finger of the magic weapon of automatic transportation.

In line with the principle that it is better to kill three thousand by mistake than to let go of one.

Ye Heng didn't even let go of the room of the senior brother and sister who hadn't been home for a long time.

A sledgehammer broke into the door, and the leaves flew.

I don't know why, when he forcibly broke the door, Ye Heng himself followed the rhythm of the sledgehammer falling, and hummed softly at the corner of his mouth:

"Eighty, Eighty ......"

When Ye Heng moved the magic weapons and talismans that his brothers and sisters had treasured for many years to his room little by little, the satisfaction in his heart suddenly exploded.

Men's happiness may be as simple as that, just a little bit of security.

All you need is a few small talismans to make people feel safe, and it's just good and cheap.

When Ye Heng slowly filled his room with those lovely talismans and those lovely magic weapons, he suddenly burst into tears.

Looking at his fully armed room, I was instantly moved by myself.

Ye Heng sat silently on the steps of the door, looking at the lush mountains and forests in the distance, and one by one the birds suddenly flew up, and then fell into another dense forest little by little.

The birds splash among the mountains, the Dan has become a dragon, the dragon does not fly, and the tiger does not appear.

The wind shuttles in the sea of clouds, the sky is not green, the rain is coming, and the fog is sleepy.

After lighting a cigarette and a burst of smoke, he stood up suddenly, stared at the endless sea of mountains and forests in front of him, and suddenly squatted on the ground, clasped his arms and knees, and burst into tears.

"Woooooooooo It's been so long."

"His mother's, Daoist I... I... Finally... I can finally get a good night's sleep, woooooo

At this time, an old man on the top of the mountain was looking at a man with black lines on his head, yelling and dancing like a fool.

"Could it be that the old man, I'm usually too strict and make this kid stupid. ”

"Alas, it's a pity that such a smart kid is a fool, alas..."

The old man on the mountain looked at his disciple gently, shook his head, and sighed.

At nightfall

Ye Heng gently opened the door of his room, lewdly poked out his head, looked at the darkness outside the door, showed a fierceness in his eyes, and said with a low grin.

"If you dare to disturb Dao Ye and me tonight, Dao Ye will take you away and let you taste the power of Maoshan Soul Refining Mantra!"

After speaking, Ye Heng closed the door and walked into the house, still having the usual evening class every day, and serving incense.

After the incense, Ye Heng walked to the side of the bed, lay down on the bed satisfied, stilted Erlang's legs, hummed a little song in his mouth, and watched the live broadcast with Douyin on his hands.

Brushing and brushing, Ye Heng came to a live broadcast room, there was no one in the live broadcast room, the only thing that attracted him was the avatar of the owner, there were only two words, sword.

He suddenly thought of the novel "Sword Comes" that he had read recently.

The book "Sword Comes" is indeed very well written, a lonely and helpless teenager reads thousands of books and travels thousands of miles, and wants to tell the world about his truth.

Moreover, the author of this book has excellent writing skills, and has written one truth after another into the story, which can be read carefully.

So, Ye Heng stopped, he also wanted to hear the comments of other book friends.

I don't know if I don't listen, it turns out that I still have a lot of difficulties that I don't understand, so I also started chatting with other book friends in the live broadcast room.

Before you know it, the time is almost 12 o'clock, and the homeowner Sanlang advises everyone to rest early and not stay up late.

Ye Heng held his chin and smiled slightly, heart

"It's worthy of being a book friend, everyone is as humble and polite as me, with grace and understanding, haha, pay attention to a wave!"

Before the live broadcast room was closed, several book friends in the room exchanged WeChat one after another.

Drip, drip, drip

With a few WeChat sounds, Ye Heng quickly switched to the background and opened WeChat.

It was a friend application sent by those book friends.

Click to agree to add friends, and suddenly a book friend sent a message, very enthusiastic.

Ye Heng was also bored in the middle of the night, plus he was not sleepy, and he also chatted with that book friend.

The book friend is called Bingyang, a person from Yueyang, and he is also a Taoist priest, Ye Heng is even more interested, and the two sides chatted with each other, but then they were not happy, so they simply started chatting.

Before I knew it, it was almost two o'clock, and the two people who were still unsatisfied finally hung up the phone and agreed to continue chatting about the South China Sea and the North, ancient and modern China and foreign countries tomorrow.

Ye Heng put down his mobile phone, turned off the light, and lay on the bed, in the dark, his eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth turned upward, and he smiled slightly

"Interesting, interesting, Yue Yangbing's family. ”

"Dongting is in the water, and Yueyang is downstairs. ”

"The water of Dongting Lake is 30 million, which is not enough for a building of the Bing family. ”

"Hey, I really didn't expect it, I used to think that the ancient books in the old man's study were all lies, it seems, no, there is something!"

"Dongting Lake, Yueyang Tower, Bing Family. Hey. ”

"Congratulations, Bingyang Daoist, you Bing family, you may be the first stop of my trail and my 10,000-mile road. ”

As he spoke, he became sleepy, closed his eyes slightly, and fell asleep.

Ye Heng, who originally had a harmonious and peaceful expression, suddenly turned hideous.

Unlike Ah Piao, who flew around in his nightmare some time ago, this time's dream is simply more bizarre and treacherous. I don't know why, this time the dream even has a little sense of sacredness.

In fact, everything was fine when he first fell asleep, but when Ye Heng found that he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in his own hall, right in front of the golden statue of the Great Master of Shangqing.

Ye Heng didn't think much about it, and respectfully worshipped the statue of the master of Shangqing in front of his family.

As soon as the incense was erected to the incense burner, I only heard a sound, and another sound, one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

After a while, my face was swollen, and I still didn't feel any pain on my face.

Ye Heng sat on the ground with a decadent ass, tears in his eyes, and a desperate moan

"TMD, why are you dreaming again X_X!"

"Who has ever heard of a Taoist priest who dreams every day, and keeps on every day! This is too much! , and let the Taoist priest not sleep, woo..."

"It was okay before, and I made a beautiful Ah Piao to scare me, but now I don't even have Ah Piao, and I directly moved Master Zu out, what are you doing here, Sister Ah Piao, woo..."

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, it's not okay, you send me back quickly!"

"You have become my grandfather this time, his old man is an innate saint, he can sense it, woo woo..."

Ye Heng sat on the ground and whimpered in his mouth, and said cracklingly.

Just when Ye Heng was about to lower his stature a little more and was about to beg the white-clothed Ah Piao sister again.

Ye Heng found that the statue of the Shangqing Lord standing tall in front of him suddenly emitted a faint golden light, and the golden light became more and more dazzling.

In the dazzling golden light, Ye Heng looked inside hard, and suddenly, his mouth grew up, and his head was full of black lines, this time he was really stunned.

Because... Because... Because, he saw that the old man of Shangqing in his family was bathed in golden light and seemed to come to life

And it turned out that he himself... He also walked down from the altar.

Ye Heng's mind turned a hundred times, touched his chin, and thought:

"Could it be... Could it be that yesterday's stealing of tribute was known by the master of Shangqing, and the master of Shangqing showed his might and wanted to beat me. ”

"No, no, this is impossible, our Shangqing master is freewheeling, I am thirsty when I chant the scriptures, and there is nothing wrong with eating a pear, that pear is actually related to me. ”

"Yes, there are so many pears in the world, I only picked it, and this is how I am related to it. ”

"Oh, oh, oh"

"I understand, disciple understands, hahaha, disciple, finally realized, haha..."

Then Ye Heng knelt on the futon with a puff, and knelt in front of the statue of the old man of Shangqing who was slowly poking his feet and carefully walking down the altar.

A pair of big eyes were blazing, and he looked at the statue of his master of Shangqing with a look of adoration, and suddenly said violently

"Disciple Ye Heng thanked the ancestor for teaching the Fa in his dream. ”

Then, there were three bangs, and these three sounds were completely sound.

This series of actions suddenly startled the ancestor who was going down the altar.

The entire golden body shook a few times.

At this time, a certain big sword in the hand of the ancestor was scolding: This calf has a sick nose, I just want to come down for a while, I have already hinted at him in a dream, he didn't say to help me, and tm scared me, tmd and wait for the old lady to come down, I have to kill your calf's nose, and pass on the law, pass on the fart method, stupid * ah......