A flat boat floats on the Taihu Lake, the lake is rippling, and the light and water are connected with the sky, as if swimming in the painting. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info A man stands on the bow of the boat with his hands in his hands, he wears a Taoist bun on his head, wears a sackcloth robe, wears a pair of straw sandals at his feet, carries a peach wood sword behind him, and his sleeves flutter in the wind, like an immortal falling into the dust.

At the stern of the boat, an old man rocks the oars with both hands, and in the "painting" of the boat, the old man looks at the Taoist who is admiring the lake and mountains on the bow of the boat, and his face is eager to try several times, but he wants to stop talking. In the end, he pretended to be casual and said, "Can Dao Ye calculate the future?"

"No!" said the Taoist calmly.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little disappointed, and asked, "That Dao master can use spells to cure diseases?"

"No!" the Taoist continued.

When the boatman heard this, he stopped talking, and said in his heart: "Maybe which noble son deliberately dressed up like this, if it is a real Taoist, how can he not even tell fortunes and spells?"

The Taoist priest leisurely admires the scenery of Taihu Lake, the boatman concentrates on rocking the boat, when the sun sets in the west mountain, the boatman rocks the boat back to the shore, the Taoist priest jumps off the boat and hands the boat to the old man, but the old man does not reach out to pick it up, but does not give up and asks: "The Taoist master can exorcise ghosts?"

A smile appeared on the Daoren's face, "I understand a little!"

The old man immediately jumped off the boat and knelt in front of the Taoist and said, "Little old man Chen Chang, who lives in the nearby Lotus Village, is now being harassed by evil ghosts in the house, and I implore the Taoist Master to arrest him." ”

"Traveling down the mountain on the poor road is exactly what it takes to catch ghosts, but it is not profitable to be early, and if the old man asks the poor road to catch ghosts, he needs to spend some money. The Taoist said calmly.

The old man was puzzled in his heart, "Does this person want to cheat me out of money?" and said worriedly: "I don't know how the master catches ghosts to collect money?"

The Taoist said with a smile: "The poor road ghost hunting charges according to the level of the ghost, generally the ghost is five taels of silver, the evil ghost is four taels of silver, and the ghost is two taels of silver, and the ghost king does not accept silver, and all expenses will be paid after catching the ghost." ”

Old Han Qi said: "Is the Taoist master mistaken? Why is it that the more vicious the ghost, the less money he collects?"

Zhang Muxian didn't want to explain the key to the old man, so he said incomprehensibly: "This is the rule of the master." ”

This person is Zhang Muxian, who was sent to the coast of the East China Sea by Fairy Ziyan, and it has been more than two months. In the past two months, he practiced the Nine Turns Yuan Gong while traveling westward, although he ate and slept in the open air, he was also happy.

This morning, Zhang Muxian came to the shore of Taihu Lake to see the vast smoke and waves of Taihu Lake, and felt something, and the aura passed through the spine, Yue Kunlun passed through the twelve-story building until the dantian, and completed the small Zhou Tian transport, and since then the nine turns of Yuan Gong have officially started. He was happy in his heart, so he hired a small boat to sail on Taihu Lake, and this Chen Chang was the boatman he hired.

Chen Chang heard Zhang Muxian mention the "master" and thought: "This Taoist master has a master to rely on, so he must have real skills!" and said: "This ghost in the little old man's house must be an ordinary ghost, please catch the Taoist master, and the little old man is willing to offer five taels of silver." ”

Zhang Muxian smiled: "Don't be busy yet, my husband told me how this ghost came to your house, did he ever harm people?"

Chen Chang shook his head and said: "This ghost has not harmed anyone, two months ago there was a fortune teller hired an old man to take him to Taihu Lake, when the boat reached the middle of the lake, there was a sudden wind and waves, the fortune teller was standing on the bow of the boat, and he actually fell into the lake, the old man hurriedly jumped into the lake to rescue him but was out of breath. ”

Zhang Muxian suddenly broke off and said, "Chen Chang, are you greedy for that person's money and deliberately pushed him into the lake to drown?"

Chen Chang suddenly saw two terrifying cold lights erupting in Zhang Muxian's eyes, his heart was shocked, and he knelt down and said: "Dao Master Mingjian, the little old man has been sailing on this Taihu Lake all his life, and he has never killed anyone!"

Zhang Muxian said in his heart: "Under the sound of my soul suppression, even mortals with strong spirits can't help but confide the truth, it seems that Chen Chang is a good person." He stepped forward to help Chen Chang up and said, "What's next?"

Chen Chang insisted on refusing to get up, and said: "The little old man was terrified, and he was afraid of provoking a lawsuit, so he threw that person into the Taihu Lake and hurried home. Little Lao'er didn't close his eyes all night, and a strange thing happened at home the next day?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Muxian asked.

Chen Chang said with palpitations: "The housesister Chen Erni Tian just walked out of the house as soon as she was bright, and when she saw that the people in the village, regardless of men and women, they all held their hands and asked people eight characters, wanting to calculate the blessings and misfortunes for others. What's even more strange is that the housekeeper has never entered the school, and suddenly she can read and write, and she knows all the eight characters written by Mr. Private School in the village. ”

Zhang Muxian frowned and said, "You mean that the ghost of the fortune teller is attached to Ling Mei?"

Chen Chang hated and said: "It must be so, that person fell into the water but blamed Xiao Lao'er, so he followed Xiao Lao'er back home to harm her sister." ”

Zhang Muxian said in his heart: "That fortune teller can calculate the fortune and misfortune for others, and he must have cultivated himself, but he doesn't know why he lost his foot in Taihu Lake and died? ”

Chen Changren was old and refined, and when he saw Zhang Muxian being so cautious, he couldn't help but be worried, but he didn't dare to say anything remorseful, so he took Zhang Muxian and walked towards Lotus Village.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the mouth of the lotus village, one after another the farmers carried hoes from the fields to return home, Zhang Muxian saw at a glance that the village was squatting at the entrance of a plainly dressed old lady, every time she saw the farmers returning, she had to pull others to ask the eight characters, to be good luck for others.

Chen Chang said in a low voice: "That's the sister Chen Erni!"

Zhang Muxian blocked Chen Chang, who was about to come forward to say hello, "Let's take a look first." ”

Chen Erni stopped seven or eight people in a row, no one was willing to let her tell her fortune, and finally she stopped a strong man, the strong man smiled bitterly: "Er Nigu, you calculated yesterday that I should not go out today, otherwise there will be a disaster of blood and light, I hoeed two acres of land today, there is no, I think you should go home and weave cloth honestly!"

Chen Erni raised her head high and said, "How can it not be allowed? You give one or two pieces of silver, and I will calculate it for you again." ”

The strong man shook his head and said, "Forget it, you haven't counted any of the people in the whole village, and when will you be allowed?"

Zhang Muxian's spiritual power was focused on his eyes, his eyes were covered with a layer of blue light, and he looked at Chen Erni's forehead and saw an obscene-looking old man sitting cross-legged in Chen Erni's mud pill palace and pouted at the strong man.

Zhang Muxian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "I thought that this fortune teller had the Tao in his body, but now it seems that he is just an ordinary ghost, and it is not difficult to deal with." ”

"Uncle Chen, you take Sister Ling back home first, don't close the door, I'll go and collect this ghost after dark. Zhang Muxian said.

Chen Chang said: "The little old man's family lives in the west of Zhuangzi, and the third house is both. Dao Ye, is this ghost difficult to catch?"

Zhang Muxian smiled: "It's just an ordinary ghost, easy to catch, let's go!"