Hundred. Pingling City Metaphysical Culture Friendly Exchange Meeting
"I'm sorry, my uncle has a head disease and is crazy, don't be like him." The young Taoist priest ran to the side of the bed with a shameful face, and pulled him down with the old Taoist's robe: "Uncle Shi, this is a special trip to find you, have a better attitude, don't discredit our Qianqingguan." β
"I don't! I'm going to kill the demons and the people today! Lao Dao held the chicken leg high and stared at Lu Li without wavering.
The young Taoist priest coaxed: "Okay, good~ Wait for lunch to be ready in a while, Uncle Shi, you will kill the demons after eating." β
Lao Dao turned his head to look at it and spitted: "You're so annoying, don't you see that I'm eating?" β
The young Taoist priest laughed, not angry at all: "How can a cooked chicken leg be enough for your old man to eat, and today the canteen will make potato and beef stew." β
"That'...... Okay, for the sake of the beef stew. β
Lao Dao hesitated for a while, half pushed and half sat back on the bed.
The young Taoist priest retreated to the door and said softly: "Donor, if there is anything you can tell Uncle Lu, I still have something to do, so I will leave first." β
"Hmm."
Seeing the young Taoist priest exit the room and turn away, Lu Li withdrew his gaze.
The old man on the couch leaned on the low table on the couch, threw the chicken leg on the plate, wiped the greasy palm on his body at will, and snorted lightly: "Boy, you have bothered so much to find me, what's the matter?" β
"It didn't take much effort." Lu Li replied.
Lao Dao suddenly became angry, changed his sitting posture and shouted: "Who told you that Fei didn't have to work hard, let me ask you what's the matter!" β
"There are some questions that I hope you can solve."
The old man tilted his head and snorted coldly: "I don't care!" β
ββ¦β¦ Does your sister know that you have a crush on her? Lu Li was slightly silent and then spoke.
Lao Dao stared at it and narrowed his slightly cloudy eyes: "You threaten me? β
"Yes."
Lao Dao snorted twice, and was caught helplessly: "You ask first, and I'll answer depending on the mood." β
Lu Li nodded, and said the question he had prepared earlier: "I have been in the industry for less than half a month. I've been fighting alone before, and you're the second ghost hunter I've ever met. In addition to you and me, are there many such people? β
"You should have the answer in your heart after meeting me, right?" The old man asked rhetorically.
"Well, now it's certain." Lu Li nodded.
One Taoist priest can catch ghosts, which means that there are more Taoist priests who can catch ghosts. And Taoist priests can catch ghosts, and monks with the same duties must also be able to.
Shen Yuqiao pushed his glasses, but he didn't understand the two of them.
"Question two, what is the basis for you to tell me that the Black Carbon Ghost will revive sooner or later?"
Lao Dao scoffed, but answered the question anyway. He pointed to his temple and then to the top of his head: "Based on my experience and the lessons of my ancestors." β
Lu Li frowned slightly: "Please be more detailed." β
"Don't look at it now, it's no different from a living person, and soon you'll find that she's losing her three souls and seven spirits, and she's losing consciousness. The soul must be attached to the body, and the soul with the body is like a tree without roots and water without a source, and it will not last long. β
Lao Dao looked at Lu Li, and persuaded in a changed tone: "Look at your appearance, you should have caught two or three ghosts, and they are all the kind that have not been angry for a long time." I can understand that you don't understand the rules of this industry, and it is estimated that the person who taught you is unreliable and has not taught you more. Ghosts themselves are the antithesis of people. People are yang, ghosts are yin. If the goblins are really kind and harmless...... Why do we target them for hundreds or thousands of years? β
Lu Li's silence made Lao Dao think that persuasion was effective, and he continued: "Even if they don't do anything and just stay by your side, their yin qi will also affect you. I advise you to say a word, hurry up and find a way to get rid of the piece of black charcoal that you saved, and no ghost who dies is an evil spirit is easy to mess with. β
Lu Li thought of Shen Jingjing.
If it weren't for her own enlightenment, she might not have had the choice to take revenge on the culprit. Instead, there is a high probability that they will kill people irregularly, until they are solved by the Taoist monks who rushed to hear the news.
"It probably won't." Lu Li replied. As a ghost, he has this confidence.
"That's what the last one said."
"Which one?"
"People who live with ghosts."
"The result?"
"That ghost was confused and started killing people indiscriminately, and by the way, he also killed him." Lao Dao sighed a few times, lay down on his side, and shook one foot: "If you want to keep yourself and the people around you alive, send that evil spirit to reincarnate as soon as possible, which is also for its good." β
"I have one last question." Lu Li avoided talking, his dark eyes looked at Lao Dao quietly, and slowly spoke.
"Do you know the door?"
This is another reason why he is looking for a Taoist priest.
When he was in the village at the foot of the mountain, it was the Xuanmen method that arranged the illusion to make Lu Li and the others stay. As a person of Xuanmen, Lao Dao will know some inside stories more or less.
Lao Dao was dazed and scratched the back of his head: "What door?" β
"A door with a key in it."
Lao Dao's head shook into a rattle: "I haven't heard of it, I'm not interested." β
"The door is looking for me."
Lu Li said to himself: "It has looked for me three times, maybe more." When I go to sleep at night, I often hear whispers in my ears, and they say to meβ"
"Shut up!" Lao Dao suddenly burst into tears, interrupting Lu Li's words.
He pointed at Lu Li, his dry palms shaking.
"You kid is a disaster star, I must have gone out yesterday and didn't look at the yellow calendar!"
Lu Li's expression was calm: "I still know more, do you want to hear it?" β
"I just thought you were a wild man, but I didn't expect ......" Lao Dao stared at Lu Li deeply, as if he was looking at a dying person. After a while, he sighed faintly.
"You really want to know?"
Lu Li replied: "If you don't even know what the door is, how can you dodge." β
Lao Dao sat up straight and said slowly: "I don't know about this kind of thing, don't worry - I know that there is a group of people who specialize in dealing with the door...... Half a month later, half a month later, the local sect will give alms to the ashram, and then you will have the opportunity to come into contact with them there. However, now the dojo has been renamed the Pingling City Metaphysical Culture Friendship Exchange Conference. β
"They rarely show up, and that's your only chance."
There may be many opportunities, but Lu Li may not survive then.
Lu Li pondered.
At that moment, a voice rang out behind him.
"Uncle Shi, you're cheating tourists again."
The young Taoist priest crossed the threshold and complained, then turned his head to Lu Li and the others: "Two donors, it will rain in a while, it is best to go down the mountain to avoid the rain now." β
"Okay." Lu Li nodded, said goodbye and left.
It's already drizzling outside. When passing by the merit box, Lu Li took out the hundreds of yuan he was carrying, and put all of them into the merit box without counting how many.
There is still no Taoist priest from beginning to end, they practice the exercises, and meditate on the meditations.
It seems like it's always been like this, every day.