I squeezed in front of the two of them, arched my hand and said, "Please stand back, the evil spirits in the cave have been killed by me, if you want to go to reincarnation, please find the nearest cemetery and wait for the guidance of the ghosts." I don't care if I want to stay and practice, but please don't do anything wrong, once I receive the news, this Heavenly Master will not forgive! ”

In the last sentence, I felt classic, increased my voice, and when I shouted it, I felt that I was domineering.

Zhuang Yan and Xiao Zhang were also lifted by me and bravely stood up from the ground.

Sure enough, the group of souls that surrounded the door gave way to the passage.

On the way back, Xiao Zhang and I talked about the relationship between the human and spiritual worlds, and warned him not to talk about today's events to others, first, it was not good for me, and second, it would attract the attention of the supernatural bureau, and he would either spend the rest of his life in a mental hospital, or switch to private work.

Just before lunch, we went back to the lumber mill. Director Ma and Secretary Su warmly received us, and Director Ma heroically rewarded Xiao Zhang with 200 yuan on the spot.

Xiao Zhang thanked Director Ma and left, and Director Ma asked Secretary Su to arrange lunch and lead me and Zhuang Yan to his office.

He fulfilled his promise and gave me an unexpected reward, an ancient picture scroll painted with a Taoist figure.

"Master, you know this person!" Director Ma proudly pointed to the figure in the painting.

I shook my head, saying I didn't know it, but I felt as if there was something in the painting, but I couldn't tell what it was.

"There is a mystery in the painting, take it first." Yao's voice, Zhuang Yan couldn't hear it anymore.

"Oh! I thought it was your patriarch, and I wanted to surprise you. Since it's not, I'll exchange it for 10,000 yuan and count it as your payment, how about it? The director rolled up the scroll and put it into a cylindrical box.

"Then what's so embarrassing, why don't I help the factory director save this painting, and when you need it, I'll bring it back to you." I've done enough superficial work, but I'm actually broken inside. 10,000 oceans...... How many orders I can take, I have never calculated.

"It's okay, the value of this painting is not high, it's rare for a master to collect it, but I have a wish."

Director Ma chatted with me about the origin of this painting, fifteen years ago, Director Ma was still a young man who had just entered the factory. A business trip to Yunnan with the purchasing department, on the street of Dali, happened to see it on the street, at that time he felt that the picture was vivid, and the Taoist priest in the painting seemed to come out of the painting. At that time, he was tempted, and when he asked the price, he offered 5,000.

At that time, the director of the Ma factory, whose salary was less than 800 a month, was so stunned that he and his colleagues went back to the hotel. But his mind was full of Taoist priests in portraits, lingering.

Before leaving Dali, he would go to the stall every day to stand by the booth for a few minutes, sometimes even more than half an hour.

Later, I went all the way west with two colleagues, from Dehong, to Lincang, Simao, and then to Xishuangbanna, where the project went smoothly, and we talked about the supply of raw materials in batches for the timber mill, and then flew back to Xinxing. After getting off the plane and returning home to pack his luggage, Director Ma was surprised to find that there was an extra cylinder in the suitcase.

He was so excited that he unfolded the scroll, it was still the same person, but it was just an ordinary ancient painting. He found the old man Zhang in the factory to help take a look, the old man looked at it carefully for a long time, the director of the Ma factory was handing cigarettes and dinner, and finally concluded that this painting should be made in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, the author is unknown, and the painting is average. According to the market price at that time, it should be around 1,500 yuan.

"And what do you want for this painting?"

"My story is a bit bizarre, I am very strange, although I have not believed in evil since I was a child, but when it happens to me, no one will not believe it. In order to reduce the trouble, I asked Zhang Lao to keep it secret for me, so I kept the paintings in the factory. I think this is something I got for nothing, and if anyone is willing to collect it sincerely, then I will give it away for free. After so many years, it can be regarded as waiting for you to take over, rest assured, the master wants to sell or donate at will, and the current market price, I think if there is a buyer, it should be around 100,000. ”

'One hundred thousand? I couldn't help but beat a drum in my heart.

Officer Su called, and the food and drinks were ready.

Zhuang Yan and I put down our backpacks, the factory manager locked the door, and went to the cafeteria together.

Director Ma called Xiao Zhang, and the tuberculosis king had not come back because he had gone to the welfare institute to do business, so the five of us sat at a table. Xiao Zhang arrived, carried a bottle of hometown special song, and several people opened the wine, pushed the glass and changed the lamp and happily finished lunch.

After the meal, Secretary Su went to drive, and Zhuang Yan and I followed Director Ma back to get the bag.

Before Director Ma opened the door, I saw that the aura in the office was stimulated, as if there was an evil spirit, secretly transporting the true qi to urge the peachwood sword.

As soon as the door opened, the aura dissipated, but Xie Tian stood in the room and said, "Brother! There is something strange about this painting. ”

I didn't say yes and motioned for him to go back to his bag first.

Carrying the bag and taking the picture scroll, Zhuang Yan and I said goodbye to Director Ma and prepared to leave.

The factory director insisted on sending us to the door, waiting for the car to drive away, and I saw that he was still waving goodbye to us.

On the way, Xie Tian didn't stop for a moment, telling me that there was something in the painting, but I couldn't take care of him in the car, but fortunately, Yao couldn't listen to it anymore, and said out of the jade pendant: "Don't make trouble, Gongzi has his own plans when he goes home." Xie Tian then got back into his backpack and said no more.

Ouyang Jia saw me and Zhuang Yan get out of the car, and there was a relaxed look on his face, "How is it?" Are there any dangers? ”

I dragged him into the supermarket, talked to him about the process, and told him that there was no soul in the supermarket, and these things could be talked about in the future.

"The lady of the grain store came to you in the morning."

I guess it was a gift to me as a token of appreciation, but I can't show it.

"Oh! Is there something wrong? ”

"I brought you two bags of rice, and I asked her to put them here for me, and you can bring them up later." Sure enough, the boss brought out two five-kilogram bags of Thai jasmine rice from behind the counter.

"Ahh This boss is also too polite. I reached out and took it, and I was secretly happy.

The boss put one bag, but the other bag looked a little unbearable to let go, "Uh...... I said I don't want to keep a bag, and when you go to work, we'll eat together. ”

"No, boss, come to work here, and bring your own rations!" With a little force, I took another bag of fragrant rice.

Zhuang Yan smiled like a flower, and helped me take a bag of fragrant rice, "Boss, when will you be invited to dinner at home, is it different?" ”

When I got home, I called Xie Tian and Yao out.

"I'm talking to two friends about painting, if you want to be okay, go and thank the grain store owner for helping me. OK？ "I also learned to fart, but fortunately, Zhuang Yan understands.

"Alright! You discuss. ”

Zhuang Yan finished speaking and went out.

"I also think this painting is a little weird, but I can't say it. Xie Tian, tell me first, what happened in the lumber mill just now? ”

"It's evil, and a Taoist priest jumped out of the rolled painting, saying that he wanted to accept me. If you hadn't come back in time for noon, I might have been taken in by him. Stinky Taoist priest, he didn't ask anything and did it to me. Xie Tian was very angry, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was really a little angry...... In today's terms, it's a bit of a secondary two.

"Is it a baby! Yao, what do you think? ”

"The first time I saw it, I felt something strange. I felt that the eyes of the Taoist priest in the painting seemed to be looking for me. Or maybe he's looking for a soul, but I'm hiding in the jade, and he doesn't see it. Like you said, this painting is a treasure, and it can be regarded as a treasure to ward off evil spirits. ”

Even though it's a treasure, it's not very convenient for me. Because of Yao and Xie Tian, I don't plan to drive them away. If Xie Tian wants to leave, I can help him, Yao can't help it, I don't take her in, and she will become a lonely soul. ’

"You stand back, I'll hang up and see, and if I can, I want to tell him not to embarrass you both."

Xie Tian retreated to the corner of the wall, and Yao drilled back to the jade pendant.

I hung the painting on a nail on the wall behind the couch.

A figure holding a long sword and wearing a cyan robe gestured and stood on one foot in the painting, nothing special.

I stared at it for another half minute, but I didn't see why.

"He's asleep!" Yao said in the jade pendant.

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly found that the Taoist priest seemed to be alive again, with a look in his eyes, as if I called him and he could promise me.

"Dao Chief, if you have something to say, you might as well come out and say it clearly." I said to the painting.

"Can you see me?"

A middle-aged man's voice came out of the painting.

'Oh my God! What can I do? A few treasures in a few days......

"The younger generation doesn't know who the predecessor is, but I think this painting is a little strange, so when I asked, I didn't expect that there was really a senior in it." The strength of the other party is unknown, and I don't dare to make a mistake. It's not clear whether it's friend or foe for the time being, and my heart can't help but beat a little faster.

"Boy is daring! Dare to calculate the old man. ”

The same voice, but from behind him. I looked back and saw a sloppy Taoist priest standing behind me, 'Jigong? No, Jigong is a monk......

I hurriedly clasped my fists and bowed, "Forgive the younger generation for being ignorant, I don't know who the senior's name is, and where does the family live?" ”

"It's polite, but it's a felony for you to hide your soul." Although the Taoist priest was grinning, his tone was very serious, not like joking with me.

"The seniors forgive the sins, I know that I am hiding a serious crime, but I refuse to force others, and there is indeed an unspeakable hidden, so I have to take it in temporarily, and I hope that the seniors will make it convenient."

"Hmm...... I'll do the math. The sloppy Taoist priest raised his left hand and pinched his fingers.

Half a minute later, the sloppy Taoist priest smiled: "Sure enough, sure enough." As you said, I'm with you for this convenience. Say, what is the so-called thing that calls me out? ”

"I really don't know how to call you out, I just think this painting is strange, I hope the seniors will tell you one or two."

"Oh! …… It turned out that I didn't know how to use the baby unintentionally, so I'll talk to you. I am the ancestor of the Heavenly Master, and I have ...... For more than tens of thousands of years, there is no record in the human world. I live with heaven and earth, I have no worries about my life, I have to be free to move my muscles and bones, and I can fall to sleep at any time if I have nothing to do. It can be imaginary nothingness, and it can also change at will, and the person who gets me can wake me up three times, and each time he can solve two problems. Duyou died peacefully? ”

I was blinded and didn't understand what he said at the end of the sentence.

"Smack!" I hit my head and said, "Little stupid, can't you learn some English?" Keep pace with the times, do you understand? ”

I took a beating, but I still didn't get it.

"The final meaning is, I'm done, do you understand?"

'Damn, I don't even pronounce OK accurately, who knows what you mean by belly oil?' ’

"Smack!" I took another beating.

"Don't swear, die in peace?" The Taoist priest looked serious.