Like every city in this world, Yuezhou City is a society of personal affection, and the operation of society depends on a network of acquaintances to maintain it, and outsiders cannot get involved at all, and the cultivation circle is no exception. And Bu'an was able to sneak into the ghost hunting industry, relying on Deng Xiaoxian's face. Where did Deng Xiaoxian's face come from, and it still came down to Bu'an.

"In a place like the government prison, I can live for a few days if I want to, and I can come out when I get tired of living and want to come out......" This is the Taoist priest Deng Xiaoxian's words on his lips recently, although no one believes it, but he can get out of the prison safely, but it is a fact that everyone can see. There is even a saying in the market that He Yinsheng, the same acquaintance of Yuezhou, personally inquired about it, and the yamen released him.

Because of this rumor, Deng Xiaoxian had face, not only did the cultivation circle in Yuezhou City want to sell him three points of thin noodles, but even after Qinglianguan reacted, he also came to ask him to go back.

Deng Xiaoxian was a little donkey tempered, and said "Good horses don't eat back grass", and he completely drew a clear line with Qinglian Guan and became a lonely Taoist priest with no door and no faction.

Bu An felt that most of the statements about Yuezhou Tongzhi were misinformation, and Zhu Xiuqi should have relied on the relationship between Confucianism and the state capital, and only then did he put his hand into the government prison. But when Deng Xiaoxian asked him in private, he was vague and half-jokingly said: "You ask who is behind my senior brother?" Hmph, I will scare you to death if I say it!"

Deng Xiaoxian seemed to have tasted a hint of unfathomable meaning from his words, and he was even more sure of his fortune and climbed the guess of Gao Zhi.

Compared with the Confucian students of Tianmu Academy, the cultivators in Yuezhou City generally do not have a high style, and they are similar to the ordinary people in the market when they walk on the street, and they do not have much of a superior demeanor.

Bu Anjin's ghost hunting team, on the official side, is called "Quanli Yuezhou Town Evil Three Divisions", and in private it is called "Ghost Hunting Three Divisions" or "Fat Master Ghost Hunting", and the latter nondescript name comes from its leader, a Huoju monk named Gongsun Pang. Huoju is saying that he does not live in Taoist temples, has a family, an industry and a wife, and the monk is the second level of Taoist practitioners, equivalent to the gentleman of Confucianism.

Gongsun Pang is actually not fat at all, he is a little old man with a short figure and a dark face, because of the homonym of the name, he is called the fat man, and in the early years, it is said that he was also a Taoist priest of Qinglian Temple.

The fat man has no consciousness as a cultivator at all, he is greedy and slams the door, he is a big profiteer, and the monthly money he gave to Bu An is only 500 yuan, and he said that it was for Deng Xiaoxian's sake. Bu'an rubbed the ghost heart, so he didn't bother with him.

April 20 of the second year of Longxing is the last sunny night of the evil moon of Jiuxi, and it also happens to be the rest day of "every ten Huanmu". Although Su Su is timid, he has surprisingly great strength and is a good helper for housework.

In the evening, Deng Xiaoxian carried half a jar of rice wine and a roast chicken, Shi Shiran came to visit the door, Bu An asked Su Su to buy some vegetarian food, and the three of them chatted while drinking, chatting about the world's cultivation rivers and lakes.

Deng Xiaoxian said: Confucianism entered the WTO with the aim of being in the officialdom of the imperial court; Buddhism was a seclusion from the world and an ancient Buddha with green lights at night; the Mohists were good at fighting and were all generals at the border gates; and the Zongheng family knew how to manage affairs best and were the world's first-class wealthy businessmen...... And the Daomen authentic Kunlun Xuan has not asked about the world for hundreds of years, and the Taoist cultivators in the world have no leader, all of them are self-frequent, each with their own ability, so most of the people in the Yuezhou cultivation circle are Daomen practitioners.

When it comes to the cultivation method of Taoism, he disagrees with the Confucian heroic spirit theory, and feels that the statement is too general and vague.

The merry Taoist priest was already drunk, shook his head and said: "Everyone in the world has three souls and seven spirits, and the soul is turbid and clear. If you die resentfully, you will be scattered, and if you die well, your soul will disappear. The three souls turn into ghosts on the ground, and the seven spirits turn into spirits in the sky. ”

Bu An'an thought, your statement of this door is not very creative, and it is not a change of soup or medicine.

Deng Xiaoxian got acquainted with him, so he said what he had been holding in his heart for a long time: "Why don't you stay in Tianmu Lingshan, the holy land of cultivation, but you want to come to this Yuezhou City and do this thankless ghost hunting for a living?"

Su Su answered on the side and said, "Childe is just going to deviate from the scriptures." ”

Deng Xiaoxian listened inexplicably, frowning and staring at Bu'an.

Bu An waved his hand and said vaguely: "It's all practice, it's all cultivation everywhere......" and quickly opened the topic and asked about Deng Xiaoxian's family affairs.

It turned out that this merry Taoist priest was the son of a big family in Yuezhou City, he was a strange person since he was a child, he didn't cry but laughed when he was born, and his grandmother died when he was six years old, and the family wept and wept, he actually laughed more than once, and his father was angry to death. Later, his mother sold her property, remarried to another country, and left him in front of the Qinglian Temple before leaving. He was taken in by the Taoist temple and became a Taoist priest.

This story is a big tragedy, Bu An couldn't help but shake his head, but Deng Xiaoxian himself didn't care at all, licked the head of the chopsticks and said: "Before my mother left, she said that I was a lone star, and whoever was close to me would be killed by me." After a pause, he looked at Bu An with a smile and said, "Are you afraid?"

A picture came to Bu'an's mind. The woman who was about to leave for a long distance carried her ignorant son to the door of the Taoist temple in the early morning, and said to him with a straight face: "Don't follow me anymore! You are a scourge, and the whole family is killed by you!" But as soon as she turned around, tears could not stop flowing from her eyes.

He shook his head violently, feeling that his imagination was too rich, and snorted softly, "It's good that you don't want to be killed by me." ”

Deng Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Bu An took a sip of wine, chewed salted peanuts, and said casually, "You don't hate her?"

"You mean my mother?" Deng Xiaoxian shook his head indifferently while laughing: "What is there to hate? If you don't ask today, I can't even remember this person." ”

Bu An saw that he smiled naturally, not like he was pretending, and thought that this person had a really big heart.

Then when it came to the six mysteries of Daomen, Deng Xiaoxian was not serious, he only said that cursing Xuan was scolding, scolding fiercely, and scolding heartily.

Half of the jar of rice wine went into the stomach of this Taoist priest, and when he left with the empty jar, he had already stumbled, but no one was allowed to help him.

Bu An watched him walk into the dark night, and couldn't help but sigh a little.

The next night the evil moon rose from the east mountain, and the whole city was completely changed as if it was dormant in winter, with the doors of every house closed, and there was not a single living person on the street, only the wind of early summer, rolling dust, grass stalks and flower petals, drifting through the ancient stone streets.

And the business of the third division of ghost hunting is also busy, and Bu An can finally devote himself to the exciting business of "rubbing ghosts".