During this period, I sat with this man like this, basically didn't say anything, watching the sky dim little by little, he was waiting for me to let him go, and I was waiting for Hu Zongren to call me and tell me the news that Uncle Liang had woken up. The things that came out of Uncle Liang's house were basically on me, except for those coins that were close to a thousand yuan, and I only took the coin for the White Lotus Sect in that pile of coins.

So I took out the coin and said to the man, why did this coin put it in Uncle Liang's piggy bank in the first place, was it you who cursed at that time? Looking at the coin in my hand, the man was taken aback at first, and then said with a faint smile, You two young people are really not ordinary characters, and you have found such hidden things. I said with some pride, this is the advantage of this door, no matter how many tricks there are, it will eventually be implemented in the actual place, I have a compass for spiritual measurement, so I can easily find something related to the supernatural. A soul-measuring compass? He asked, a little confused. So I briefly told him about the structure of my division and our development and inheritance in the folk for thousands of years. After hearing this, he even nodded approvingly and said that although he is older than us, his skills may not be as good as ours, and if the world's metaphysical scholars can unite as one, then we can change a lot of things. I nodded, and then he told me that this coin was put in that day, and the purpose of the coin's existence was because the piggy bank originally had only one entrance, and if the plug at the bottom was not opened, it would be only in and out, so this method could make the relationship between the ghost hand and the White Lotus Sect always have a one-line connection in that room.

He told me that before the temple fair, they had already come to step on the spot in advance, and when Uncle Liang was not at home one day, they made their hands and feet at his house in advance. The ghost hand had already been summoned early in the morning, but Uncle Liang himself had not noticed it, and the metal lotus flower was also quietly placed under Uncle Liang's pillow at the beginning, after this spell began, Uncle Liang had convulsions and drowsiness, and when no one else saw it, he took out the lotus flower and stuffed it into his mouth. I was very surprised, as a member of the Wu family, I had encountered many more spells than Hu Zongren had encountered, because the creators of many spells were originally figures in many branches of the Wu family. But any spell must go through a process of preparation, and then if it is triggered by something, the spell will always be there, unless someone breaks the spell, or the person who cast the spell removes it himself. The White Lotus Sect is a relatively complex religion, because many people have some other skills before joining this organization. So for thousands of years, the mixture has been staggered, and the spells have developed more and more secretively, and most of the original impressions of this sect in the hearts of the world are actually not very good, and it will have something to do with the cult a little, although some of the White Lotus cultists I know are very gentle people, but I also have such prejudices, so that I have never dared to have deep friendships for many years.

So I asked the man, Uncle Liang was said to have had a sudden convulsion while eating with his daughter, how did you trigger this spell. The man smiled proudly and said, It seems that there are some things that you still can't find, and we have hidden things in the place where this old man eats, but ordinary people, how can they find it. After saying that, he still smiled a little smugly while holding his stomach.

I didn't speak, just silently took out the portrait with the four characters Nengwen Nengwu written on it from my bag, and then asked him, are you talking about this painting?

I couldn't hold back my laughter, and when I saw the man's expression, I couldn't help but burst out laughing. His face was very flustered, and he stammered and asked me, why did you find this painting when it was so hidden? And it's just an ordinary portrait, even if you know how to measure spirits, there's nothing on this painting, how can you possibly find it? I shook my head and smiled and said, Anyway, I found it, and you have to accept this. Of course, I wouldn't tell him that we found the painting by accident when we accidentally stumbled into the wall calendar in a very embarrassed way of escaping. So I asked the man, "Can you tell me who the person on the top of this portrait is neither Thor nor Lei Zhenzi, and why is he holding something in his hand that we have never seen before?" He told me that he didn't know either, everyone knew Lei Zhenzi, and when he saw this portrait, he also wondered why the things Lei Zhenzi was holding in his hand were different from usual, but he didn't ask anyone, but he just wrote the four big characters Nengwen Nengwu after pasting it, which was also done according to the instructions.

We sat together and talked about this, and time had passed for a while, and by this time it was already dark, and there were already few people near the river temple, so that almost no one passed here. The man knew that I refused to let him go, so he didn't ask, I didn't receive a call from Hu Zongren until about 9 o'clock in the evening, saying that Uncle Liang had woken up and had been looking for water to drink, and the house was completely clean. Then Hu Zongren asked me, is that man still by your side? I said yes. Hu Zongren asked me if he was any better. I said it shouldn't be a big problem. Hu Zongren said Okay, you can come to me now, let's get out of here first, and then find a place to eat. Then Hu Zongren added, let's make an appointment with Situ for dinner, and we should say some things in person.

So I agreed to Hu Zongren. Although I don't think there are many things I don't know about this man, I can imagine that he must have been one of the several masters of the temple fair at that time, and he must have been one of the four people who lived in that room at that time. Since Hu Zongren offered to talk to Situ together, and Hu Zongren has been staying with Uncle Liang during this period, including the frowning expression when he left, I plan to do what he said first.

After hanging up the phone, I stood up, and then helped the man up, and said to him, this master, I still don't ask for your name, we probably won't meet again, today's incident is a lot of offense, now the matter has been resolved, you are a trustworthy person. Let's get out. The man probably didn't expect me to let him go, so he wondered for a while and then said to me, you better go by yourself, I still want to stay here for a while.

I picked up his camera on the floor, pulled out the memory card inside, and raised my hand at him, meaning I had to take the card with me. He nodded, then staggered over to Maitreya Buddha, knelt down with a thud, and never looked back. So I took advantage of this time to leave the River Temple, and I chose the path as much as I could, because there were few people on the path, and the main road was easier to follow. Soon I met Hu Zongren, and then the two of us didn't have time to talk on the road, and began to return to the place where we had parked before. As soon as I got in the car, Situ called and asked where we went, and I said that we will rush to your place now, and if we haven't eaten yet, if you are too troublesome, go downstairs to book a private room for us, and we will talk while eating. Situ agreed, and I drove all the way in the direction of his house. On the way, Hu Zongren told me that after Uncle Liang woke up, he felt thirsty and wanted to drink water all the time, and it was completely two people than we saw before. I said how much difference it makes, it's not just an old man. Hu Zongren said that it was different, when he was entangled by a ghost, he behaved very strangely, but after waking up, although he was a lot weaker, he could at least tell that he was a normal person at a glance.

Hu Zongren said, and when he entered the house to break the curse, he paid special attention to the food I had left in it earlier, because I had not had time to feed him, I was so frightened that I ran out. But when Hu Zongren saw it, he found that the food had been eaten cleanly, and it was even put back next to the bed, and Sister Liang had not entered the house, so the meal was still eaten by the old man himself. Hu Zongren used his expression to express how unbelievable he felt at the time. I asked Hu Zongren, does Uncle Liang still remember what happened in the past half a month? Hu Zongren said that he also asked about this, but Uncle Liang said that he seemed to be drunk, and he had a lot of strange dreams in the middle, but he couldn't remember what he dreamed of. Anyway, sooner or later, he would know what happened during this period, so Hu Zongren didn't tell him in person, but how long he could hide it. Then Hu Zongren said that this kind of ghost disease caused by spells is still very different from ordinary ghosts, and the old man himself doesn't remember it, and it may not be a good thing. I said yes, at least our original intention was to save people, and now that the goal has been achieved, it can be regarded as putting this grievance on the bright side with the White Lotus Sect and Xuanyuan, which is actually a good thing, saving people from dancing knives behind their backs, we are caught off guard, and then we will really be tired to death.

Soon we arrived at Situ's downstairs, in this restaurant that we have visited many times, Hu Zongren and I have been known by several familiar waiters in and out, Situ always likes to charter the innermost private room, because it is the quietest and the largest place. As soon as we entered the door, Tie Songzi stopped us in that kind of sharp voice, told us to stand still, and began to feel and search for us after speaking.

Master Tie Songzi has some unique habits that we have known for a long time, so this process made Hu Zongren and I very uncomfortable. Hu Zongren shouted several times, you dead old man, where are you touching! Ouch! Don't touch it anywhere! As a result, our resistance was exchanged for a scolding from Master Tie Songzi, two stinky boys, I'm helping you check if you have brought anything back!

Hu Zongren asked puzzledly, what is it? Master Tie Songzi sat lazily on the chair and said, Of course it's a ghost!