Cloudy with light rain.

Chen Liangwang stood downstairs of the Central Building with a black umbrella, looking up at the dozens of floors of the building, feeling a little incredible in his heart.

He is here today to watch the fall.

Guanluo Yin refers to a Taoist ritual in which the mage guides the soul of the person concerned out of the body and communicates with the deceased relatives.

To hold the viewing of the falling yin, a specific altar needs to be established according to the ritual, the mage sings mantras and plays the ritual instruments on the side, and the person sits on the bench blindfolded, and then the mage guides the way after he has sensed it, so as to lead him to the underworld and meet his relatives. If there is danger on the way, it is up to the mage to urge the Dharma Protector God to bless the level.

In the entire Taipei area, there are at least 100 places where you can watch the falling shadows, but this does not mean that you can go anywhere. Because most of the Guanluo Yin is a failure, the success rate is completely determined by the mana and experience of the presiding mage.

According to that Xiao Liu, the mages of the True Immortal Temple have a profound cultivation, and the Guan Luoyin they presided over has the highest success rate in Taipei.

When he heard the name True Immortal Temple, he thought it was in a nearby mountain, but it wasn't until yesterday that he really decided that Xiao Liu told him the address.

Taipei Central Building.

I heard that the rent here is above average among commercial office buildings, and most of them are Internet or real estate companies, who would have thought that there would be a Taoist temple hidden on the 33rd floor of this building?

Chen Liangwang was half incredulous, shook his head after thinking for a while, and put away his umbrella and entered the door.

Anyway, since the people have come, they have to go upstairs to have a look.

On the thirty-third floor, the elevator door opened, and it was still just a normal company front desk, except that the front desk lady was clean and plain, wearing a beige linen dress.

In addition, there is a yellow-robed Taoist priest standing aside, who should be a full-time guide.

Handing the umbrella to the front desk, the Taoist priest pressed the button next to the electronic door, and the electronic door slowly slid to both sides.

What catches your eye is really a Taoist temple.

Chen Liangwang was shocked, only to see that the marble floor was as smooth as a mirror, there were various stone carvings on both sides, and there was a bronze dragon ear incense burner standing at the door in the middle, and the green smoke was faint.

On the top of several stone steps, it is the gate of the Taoist temple, and the plaque of "True Immortal Temple" is on the tree, and you can see the magnificent hall inside.

The wooden frame of the whole Taoist temple is the backbone, the wall is made of bricks, the roof is covered with tiles, the carved railings are made of jade, the eaves are warped, and the kiss of the owl and the ridge decoration are particularly simple and exquisite.

And if you look closely, you can find that every beam and pillar and every brick and tile in the Taoist temple has traces of time, and there are even weathered defects in some places, which is no different from those old Taoist temples in the mountains.

"The original site of this temple was in the Jiaozhi area, and later due to the mudslide caused by the earthquake, the entire Taoist temple was buried by the empty soil, and it was not re-excavated until recent years. The two great mages of this view have profound mana, and when they communicated yin and yang, they realized that they had cultivated in this true immortal temple in their previous life, so they poured all their wealth and bought back every tile and wood of the unearthed Taoist temple with a lot of money, and rebuilt it in this building. This can also be seen in the determination of the two archmages to cultivate the Tao. The Taoist priest talked eloquently, and there was inevitably a hint of pride in his tone.

It's the kind of pride that except for my True Immortal Temple, other Taoist temples are scum.

People like Chen Liangwang, who are bent on money, just eat this set, and immediately feel that every brick and tile of this Taoist temple is worth a lot, and it looks extremely tall.

Just look at this true immortal temple does not accept tourists, no need for incense, at a glance to remove a few sprinkling Taoist priests and no one else, it seems very quiet, it is completely hidden in the city of the practice resort.

Needless to say, the mage in this view must also be a reclusive master.

Chen Liangwang smacked his lips and silently followed behind the Taoist priest to the main hall.

The main hall enshrines the three heavenly venerables of Yuanshi, Lingbao and Daodao, burning incense and candles, and offering melons and fruits.

It should be reported that after Chen Liangwang walked into the main hall, nearly 20 people walked out from the back of the hall.

Chen Liangwang used to often go to Taoist temples and temples to pray for gambling luck, and when he looked at the clothes of these people, he probably knew that they should be divided into three levels.

The most common are the resident laymen, that is, believers, about a dozen or so. The laymen all wore simple linen cloth shoes, the men were dressed in black, and the women were beige like the front desk.

The second class is a formal Taoist priest, wearing a bright yellow placket robe, and there are only five people.

In the middle of the crowd, there are two mages dressed in gorgeous robes, one ochre and one purple, which should be the two archmages who spent a lot of money to build a Taoist temple.

"Chen Jushi, do you want to watch the falling yin?" The purple-robed mage stepped forward and asked lightly.

Chen Liangwang wrinkled his face, forcibly squeezed out a touch of sadness, and replied with a crying voice: "My parents died tragically a few days ago, and I have been missing all day these days and can't sleep at night. Today, I would like to ask the Venerable Master for guidance, go down to see my parents again, and say a few more words to them, and see if they have any unfulfilled wishes. This is also the last bit of filial piety for me as a son. ”

"A piece of filial piety, heaven and earth can be learned. Chen Jushi, your ritual of observing the falling yin is presided over by me and my senior brother, what do you think? ”

Of course, Chen Liangwang wanted to do this, but he just rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "The archmage will take action personally, of course it's good!" I just don't know how to calculate this fee? ”

"It doesn't matter, it's all up to the layman's will. You can also see that our True Immortal Temple does not accept incense from outsiders on weekdays. The purple-robed mage waved his sleeves and said open-mindedly.

Not bad for money, that's even better!

Chen Liangwang almost couldn't control his laughter, and quickly pursed his lips and pretended to be taught, nodding lightly.

Someone had already brought a wooden chair and placed it behind Chen Liangwang, and the ochre-robed mage stepped forward, gently pressed his shoulder, led him into the seat, and then explained: "Chen Jushi, when the sadhana begins, please don't panic, relax your mind, feel the changes around your body, once you have a sense, we will guide you." ”

"Got it." Chen Liangwang signaled that it was ready.

Immediately, a layman took out a black cloth and blindfolded him. Several yellow-robed Taoist priests led everyone to walk in a clockwise circle, chanting mantras in unison.

The ochre-robed mage placed his hands in front of Chen Liangwang, and with a strong slap of his hands, some black powder was lifted by the air flow to Chen Liangwang's mouth and nose, and then inhaled with his breath.

"Four, four, six, big."

Chen Liangwang completely forgot about Taoism, his parents, and his inheritance, and he only felt that he was in a palatial casino, with a black dice clock on the brand-new table.

He squeezed through a pile of chips that he didn't know the number of, only to know that he had won ten in a row.

The high and low chips were pushed to the "big" at will.

"Three-six-six, big."

As the dealer sang the promise, Chen Liangwang only felt that his heart was beating faster and his breathing was short.

Won eleven in a row.

Twelve......

Thirteen ......

……

After winning seventeen in a row, he paused as he looked at the stack of chips in front of him, which filled half of the table.

Win one more time and stop it.

The chips were pushed forward.

There was a messy sound of dice rolling from the dice, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the dice.

The sound stopped, and the black lid was about to be lifted.

Chen Liangwang was nervous and excited, only to feel that his blood was churning, and his heartbeat had completely stopped.

His heart did stop beating.

Because the somewhat blackened heart was being held by a hand, ripped out of the cut in his back.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

Heart-ripping hell.