Glancing at Xia Yuyou, who was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, against the crack in the door, to make sure that the other party would not suddenly float behind him, Song Chi closed the door and took out his mobile phone.

After thinking about it, he still flipped out WeChat and found the man from Takashi Natsume.

"Are you there?"

"You are?"

Song Chi's face turned dark, and he simply dialed the video call.

The video was quickly connected, and a young man with yellow hair appeared on the other end of the screen.

Although Song Shuqiu is in his forties, I have to say that this old boy is very well maintained and looks only about thirty years old.

When Song Chi and Song Shuqiu went out shopping when they were young, they would be regarded as brothers.

Behind Song Shuqiu, there were many people in work uniforms who were busy, and Song Chi glanced at it and knew that the other party didn't know that he was at the archaeological site again.

He shook his head, showing his face three hundred and sixty degrees in his mobile phone without dead ends, before he spoke:

"Your son, do you still know each other?"

Song Shuqiu looked disgusted, and retched exaggeratedly.

"Okay, don't turn around, I'm disgusted when I see your face, why haven't I inherited a little of your father's good genes."

Song Chi's eyes widened, and he said angrily:

"You mean my mom is ugly?"

Hearing Song Chi's words, Song Shuqiu glanced at his side with some weakness, and it was obvious that Song Chi's mother Ye Xia was nearby.

"It's not like that, anyway, compared to your father, it's still so bad."

Song Chi sneered.

"I recorded the whole screen."

Song Shuqiu, who was dyed with yellow hair, immediately collapsed.

"So I don't like you kid, can there be less routine and more sincerity between father and son?"

"Okay, don't tell me something that you don't have," Song Chi interrupted Song Shuqiu's chatter, he was afraid that Xia Yuyu would suddenly appear beside him in the next second, and said:

"Do you know if there are any people who have attained the Tao near Coastal City?"

"Virtuous?"

Song Shuqiu looked puzzled.

"It's the kind of ghost that will be superb, a monk or a Taoist priest who will subdue demons and demons......"

Song Chi thought about it and decided that he still had to find a chance to get rid of Xia Yuyou.

Although Xia Yuyou is a good bodyguard, the devil knows what will happen if she stays with her for a long time.

However, Song Shuqiu on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard Song Chi's words, and then covered his mouth and began to twitch wildly.

Song Chi looked at Song Shuqiu, who was acting exaggeratedly, with a dark face.

He's laughing maniacally!

"Son, didn't my father say you, it's the 21st century, and you're also a college student, where have you learned all this compulsory education? We have to believe that science is good or not, you don't really think there are any gods and ghosts in this world, right? If you really want to hit the ghost, your father is at the archaeological site every day, dealing with those thousand-year-old antiques, why haven't you ever encountered it? ”

Listening to Song Shuqiu's chatter, Song Chi's face was like ink, and he really regretted calling Song Shuqiu now.

originally thought that according to the nature of Song Shuqiu's work, he would definitely come into contact with some of these things, but now I look at his reaction.

He's a penny.

Song Chi hung up the phone without saying a word, and was about to think about whether to ask Wang Chuan, this kid plays with flowers, and he knows a lot of people, maybe he can give himself a little opinion, Song Shuqiu's video call bounced again.

After thinking about it, he still connected to the video.

Song Shuqiu looked at Song Chi with a gloomy face, and couldn't help laughing wildly.

Seeing that the other party raised his hand again to hang up, he instantly transformed into a serious face and said:

"Son, what happened to you?"

"It's okay, it's just that I've been restless lately, and I want to find a place to burn incense and worship the Buddha."

Hearing Song Chi's answer, Song Shuqiu's face was suspicious.

"Didn't you kid never go to any temple?"

Ever since he could see the weird, Song Chi was really resistant to going to those places where there were gods and ghosts, for fear that he would see strange things.

But it was impossible for him to tell Song Shuqiu that he was entangled by a thousand-year-old water ghost, and that girl was now sitting on his sofa in a double ponytail and wearing a JK uniform watching Zhen Huan's biography.

If you say this, don't say that your father won't believe it at all, I'm afraid I can laugh at him for the rest of my life.

Seeing that Song Chi didn't mean to answer, Song Shuqiu thought about it and said:

"You know the immortal residence in the northern suburbs of coastal city."

Song Chi nodded.

It is a famous spot in the coastal city, and legend has it that there were immortals who once lived on that mountain.

"There is a Tianjin Temple on that mountain, and the incense is very vigorous, you can know when you go over there and ask."

Hearing Song Shuqiu's words, Song Chi's heart cooled a lot.

He had also heard of Tianjinji Temple, which was a relatively famous tourist attraction on the Immortal Residence.

In this kind of place, how can there be such a high-ranking person?

Seeing Song Chi's face, Song Shuqiu said dissatisfiedly:

"You kid, do you think your dad is fooling you?"

Seeing that Song Chi didn't speak, Song Shuqiu continued to speak:

"When you arrive at the Tianjin Temple, first go to the dining hall to find the monk who eats at the three windows, and tell him - I am from the sea."

Song Chi was stunned for a moment, and instantly became interested, what Song Shuqiu said was really decent.

"After you finish speaking, the monk will take you to the Bell and Drum Tower, you don't have to say anything, as long as you ring the bell five times, the frequency is two short, two long and one short, and there will be a monk who will come out and take you to the Tibetan Scripture Building."

"Wait, I'll find a pen and paper to record it."

waited until Song Chi brought a pen and paper before Song Shuqiu continued:

"The monk will take you to the scripture building, you don't look at the monk at the door, go directly to the second floor, someone will stop you on the way, you just say - I only take books, don't read books and don't borrow books."

Song Chi glanced at Song Shuqiu, who was talking with some doubts, and he was a little skeptical that he would be killed by those monks on the spot if he said such a thing.

But seeing Song Shuqiu's appearance as if something was going on, he still chose to believe in this unreliable father.

"When you get to the second floor, there is an old monk, he will take you to the scripture hall, the monk will preach there, you can't kneel down or sit down, you have to stand and listen to the monk's lecture, someone will ask you why you are standing, you will say - the Buddha asked me to stand, they will not embarrass you."

"When it's almost over, the old monk will take you to the stupa, and the top floor of the stupa hides the relics of the old monk of the Tianjin Temple, you need to go forward and walk around the stupa clockwise three times, and then counterclockwise two and a half circles, the old monk will ask you why you don't finish, you need to say - because you haven't seen the person you want to see."

Song Chi's hand holding the pen quickly memorized on the paper, refusing to drop a word, his eyes were shining:

There's a play! There's a play!

My unreliable dad is finally reliable!

This god-chattering feeling has that smell!

"In the end, the old monk will take you to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to see the abbot, and when you see the abbot, you will say-I am Song Shuqiu's son."

"Gone?"

"It's gone."

Song Chi looked at the notes in his hand, his face was puzzled, he thought about it, and asked tentatively:

"Then can I go directly to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to see the abbot and say that I am your son?"

Song Shuqiu on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"This ...... It's not impossible. ”

"Song Shuqiu!"

"Don't be angry, son, I'm not afraid that you won't believe your father? If you believe me, you will know how good that place is, with beautiful mountains and rivers, mountains and mountains, and the most important thing is that it can purify your soul. ”

Song Chi hung up the phone, his face hideous.

Good guys, this old thing is emotionally letting itself travel!