After Teacher Zhang's back disappeared in front of my eyes, I did not go back to the dormitory, but walked around the playground in front of the boys' dormitory boringly.

It has been recorded in our Taoist history books that the most important thing for a person to cultivate is to cultivate the mind, and people with a bad mentality are prone to demons when they are cultivating, and once they are controlled by the demons in their hearts, they will become demons.

Once a person becomes a demon, he will become a person who does not recognize his relatives, has no feelings, and only lives for himself, just like the walking dead. What Mr. Zhang said to me just now means that I may have demons in my heart, and I don't deny it, because I have become irritable recently, and I can't suppress the anger in my heart.

"You just sent Teacher Zhang out, were you scolded by Teacher Zhang" When I returned to the dormitory, Zeng 6 asked me.

"It must be, Teacher Zhang and Xie Feng's father have a teacher-student relationship, and it is a very good kind, for the fight between Xie Feng and the second brother, Teacher Zhang must be partial to Xie Feng in his heart" You Zhipei said unabashedly on the side.

"Fourth, don't talk nonsense, Teacher Zhang is not that kind of person," Huang Tao glared at You Zhipei and said.

"Teacher Zhang didn't scold me, he just talked to me, you don't have to think about it," I said to the third brother in the dormitory with a smile.

"Second brother, you beat Xie Feng so badly today, Xie Feng will definitely not let you go, it's better for you to be careful recently, don't let that bastard calculate behind your back" You Zhipei also said to me with a concerned face.

"Well, I'll guard against him," I smiled and replied to You Zhipei.

After school on Saturday afternoon, Huang Tao took Zeng 6 to his father's company, and You Zhipei went back to his home, leaving me alone in the dormitory, which seemed particularly deserted.

I sat down at my desk and drew two talismans, I couldn't sit still, so I picked up the cotton clothes hanging on the hanger and walked out.

When I pushed open the door of the hall and walked in, I only saw Donnie Yen and Xue Nan there, and there was no figure of the little aunt.

"Donnie Yen, didn't she come today?" I asked Donnie Yen, who was sitting on the sand.

"My little aunt was in a hall in the morning, and in the afternoon she told me that she had something to deal with, so she wouldn't come, so she asked me to help find something to see, and if someone came to the hall, I would go to the opposite side and call Uncle He" Donnie Yen raised his head and said to me.

As soon as Donnie Yen's words fell, an old man in his sixties pushed open the door and walked in with sweat, the old man's face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were a little blue, and there was black gas on his forehead, which was a sign of being haunted by ghosts.

"Excuse me, is Chief Jiang Dao here?" The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and asked me.

This old man is not very tall, only about 1.65 meters, slightly chubby, he wears an old-fashioned black-framed glasses, and his head is a little bald, his image looks a bit like an old professor.

"My master, he is no more, what can you tell me," I said to the old man with a smile.

"Your master is gone, so where did he go?" The old man in his sixties asked me with a puzzled expression.

"It's down there," I said to the old man, pointing to Master's spiritual position, and the old man turned his head to see my Master's spiritual position, and only then did he realize what was going on.

"Young man, can you pour me a cup of tea? My throat is a little dry," the sixty-year-old man said to me, sitting on the sand and pointing to the teapot on the tea machine.

"Donnie Yen, pour a cup of tea for Uncle," I nodded and instructed Donnie Yen.

"En" Donnie Yen answered me, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the sixty-year-old man.

"It's really good tea, can you bring me another cup?" After the old man drank the tea poured by Donnie Yen, he said to Donnie Yen while savoring.

"Yes" Donnie Yen nodded, and poured another cup of tea for the old man.

The old man was not polite, he drank three cups of tea in a row to finish the matter, and the tea in the hall was left by the master before his death. Master has three major hobbies in this life, one is to taste tea, the second is to sing, and the third is to fight landlords.

"Uncle, tell me about you," I asked, sitting on the sand opposite the old man.

"My house is haunted," the old man said only four words to me, and then said no more.

"You're done?" I asked as I looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.

"Well, I'm done," the old man nodded and replied to me, and hearing this answer from the old man to me made me feel ashamed.

"Did you see what that ghost looked like?" I asked the old man patiently, and when I said this to the old man, an embarrassed expression appeared on the old man's face.

"Well, that ghost is a woman, and she hasn't dressed yet," the old man bowed his head when he said this.

"Okay, I see, you write me the address of your house, and I'll go over and see it later," I said, taking out a pen and paper and handing it to the old man.

"Okay," the old man took the pen and paper in my hand and wrote me the address of his house, with his name and telephone number on it.

"You must go, young man!" The old man said to me with a bitter face as he left.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely go," I replied to the old man with a smile.

"Then I'll wait for you at home," the old man said and walked out of the hall.

"Liu Shou, I'll accompany you for a while," Donnie Yen said to me.

"No, you better stay at home and take care of Xue Nan, I'll go to the opposite side to find Uncle He, I'll ask Uncle He to accompany me" After I said this to Donnie Yen, I walked to the Hong Hongshan Hall opposite.

Walking into Hongshantang, I saw Uncle He was telling fortunes to a woman in her forties, this woman's eyebrows were thick and curved, a bit like the crayon Xiaoxin's eyebrows in the cartoon, the powder on her face was rubbed very thick, when she smiled at Uncle He, I could see the powder on her face floating down, the most unacceptable thing for me was the red lips she wiped, the red ones were a little scary. Uncle He faced this woman with a helpless expression on his face.

"He Daochang, how do you see my fortune this year, can I make a fortune" This woman in her forties chattered a little, and I had goosebumps all over my body when I heard it.

"Your financial luck this year is very stable, and you haven't made a fortune yet," Uncle He squeezed out a smile and replied to the woman in her forties in front of him.

"Then look at my marriage, when will I meet a man who is good to me wholeheartedly, treats me as a treasure, and can marry me" When this strange woman in her forties asked Uncle He this question, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Uncle He's face.