"Oh, good work!" Shi Yun picked up the bamboo tube and praised, "The skill is profound, the strength is three points into the wood, the rune power flows smoothly, and there is no loss at all, very good, senior brother, you see." After speaking, he handed the bamboo tube to Shi Ming.

Shi Ming took it and looked at it for a while and said, "If it is really a famous teacher and a high apprentice, it is no problem for this container to seal the ghost king for thousands of years." ”

"The master has won the prize." Li Feng said modestly.

"You're trying to overdo what's inside, aren't you?" Shi Ming put down the bamboo tube and asked.

"Yes, Master. The powerful ghosts inside were collected from the hands of a ghost cultivator, and they had just become a climate. I've checked, it's been forcibly erased and refined, and I think it's a poor person. After that, he told the story of the reservoir to collect ghosts.

At this time, the water had been boiled, and Shi Yun made tea for Li Feng and the barbarian and said, "Then leave it here, anyway, I have to recite the scriptures every morning and evening, and I have the right to be a multiple audience." Shi Yun said easily, of course Li Feng knew that it was not easy to turn into a powerful ghost, so he immediately stood up and saluted: "There is Master Lao Shiyun." ”

Shi Yun is a high-ranking monk, and his fame and fortune are quite indifferent, and he waved his hand and said: "The two of you can come from afar to transform a powerful ghost, which shows that you have a Buddha heart, and everyone is in the same way." Come on, let's try how the alpine cloud tea I specially cultivated tastes. ”

The cloud tea planted by Shiyun is naturally the best in the tea, in this year-round cloud-filled, without the slightest pollution of the tea tree in the deep mountains, by the abundant water vapor and fertile soil nourishment, every year stung, spring equinox or about picking, the soup color apricot yellow is transparent, the mouth is fragrant, quite Zen.

All of them are strong in martial arts and kind-hearted people, and they are all leaders in their respective fields of expertise. It's really a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, as if it has become a New Year's friend. The two masters of Buddhism have a very deep cultivation of kung fu, and deliberately instructed Li Feng and the barbarian, so that the two of them have improved their understanding of Buddhist kung fu a lot.

The clock was ticking, it was almost noon, and "it was time for them to come back." Shi Ming smiled.

"Master, are there any other guests?" Li Feng asked.

"No, no, it's my disciple Wu Zhi and my senior brother's disciple Wu Yan, they went down the mountain to buy daily necessities." Shi Yun explained.

Soon after, as the two masters said, two young monks of about sixteen or seventeen years old each carried about 200 catties of daily necessities and walked up from the bottom of the mountain.

After the two of them entered the room and put down the things on their shoulders and came out, Shi Yun introduced them to each other, the little monk with a shorter and round face was Wu Yan, and the taller one with a melon seed face was Wu Idiot, they called Li Feng Senior Brother and Brother Zhou.

"Master, when I was down the mountain just now, Senior Brother Fang called and said that his new house didn't seem to be very peaceful, and he wanted to ask Master to take a look." Wu Idiot said to Shi Yun.

"His new home?" Shi Yun shook his head, "It's not a new house, it's his mentality, others can't help it, and I'm even more unsuitable to go." ”

"Master, Senior Brother Fang said that his mother is afraid of going home now, and would rather live in a nursing home, Senior Brother Fang is about to cry on the phone."

"Alas!" Shi Yun frowned.

Shi Ming smiled and said, "Senior brother, why bother, isn't there a suitable candidate in front of you?" I just don't know if Li Xiaoyou is willing to help? ”

Shi Yun's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm stupid." Then, Shi Yun told him what was bothering him: he had a disciple named Fang Ningdong, who for some reason had only learned some Buddhist scriptures from him, was a businessman, and lived in Shanghai. Later, he married a top student from the Academy of Fine Arts, but his wife believed in "science" and was extremely disgusted with traditional Chinese medicine, Chinese martial arts, and feng shui, believing that those things were either superstitious or useless. And Fang Ningdong is usually busy with business, and he is very patient and loving to his wife, and all troubles are caused by this, the so-called Qing officials are difficult to try family cases, and Shi Yun will be suspected of relying on the old and selling the old if he is in the past.

"Master, please command." Li Feng saluted and said.

Now that Li Feng agreed, things will be easy. Wu Idiot immediately called Fang Ningdong and told him that the master had invited another master for him and asked them to leave contact information for each other, Fang Ningdong immediately said that he would take care of all the expenses, thank him after the matter was completed, and help the two of them book a ticket from Changsha to Shanghai tomorrow.

At noon, Li Feng and the two had a meal at Shi Yun's place, and the cooking skills of the two little monks were really good, and vegetarian dishes such as corn, soybeans, soybeans, green vegetables, yuba and mushrooms were all made with color, flavor and flavor. Due to their similar age, the four young people also got along quite well and quickly became friends.

Soon after the meal, Li Feng and the barbarian took their leave. After going down the mountain to get back the luggage, they immediately went to Changsha, and the two stayed at the hotel booked by Fang Ningdong in the evening. Since the ticket was booked and a car was arranged to pick you up at the airport, the trip was very smooth and compact. The person who picked up the airport was also Fang Ningdong's assistant, courteous and thoughtful, very talkative, and took Li Feng and the barbarian to have a hearty lunch in a famous local restaurant, and then took the two to Fang Ningdong's villa.

Fang Ningdong was already waiting in the villa, "Master Li, Master Zhou, welcome to the Humble House, please inside!" Fang Ningdong personally came out to welcome the two of them in. In Shanghai, this villa is very large, with front and back gardens, and the area inside the house is not small, it is a three-and-a-half-story Chinese-style house, and the overall layout seems to have been guided by a clever feng shui master.

The owner's family, Fang Ningdong, is about 1.7 meters tall, dressed in decent casual clothes, slightly rich, enthusiastic, and has a very friendly smile, which is slightly different from the habits of Shanghai locals. It's just that at this time, his face was dark, his face was haggard, and he was faintly sad, obviously thinking too much and not resting enough.

Everyone sat down, and after some polite words, Fang Ningdong said his troubles. His family has been in business since his father's generation, after his father passed away, he took over his father's business, and the business was booming, and he married a favorite woman a few years ago, thinking that life would get better and better, but who knew that after living in this villa, unpleasant things followed.

First of all, after returning to the villa, I always felt uncomfortable, and I always felt that I didn't have enough rest. Later, there will always be some things that need to be solved inexplicably in the business, and soon after his mother moved in, he always felt dizzy and forgetful, especially when he slept in the bedroom, he always had palpitations and insomnia, but it would be much better when he went outside, and now his mother is still in the nursing home and refuses to come back.

"When I bought the villa, I had someone look at it, so how could this happen? Master Li, what can I do?" Fang Ningdong said anxiously, "According to Xingzi, even my temper has changed since I moved in. ”