Ghost Nanna proposed to go to the Guandi Temple to rest first, saying that it was to rest, but in fact, Ghost Nanna had his own plans. The person who sealed the meridians of Zhao Tianqi and Zhao Tianlin was the only master he had seen in this life, such a master, there was no reason for him to lose his trust in others, since he had already said that he was in the Guandi Temple, it was impossible to deceive them, so he wanted to see what was going on in this Guandi Temple.

After the ghost Nanna entered the Guandi Temple, he directly entered the main hall, to say that there is nothing to hide in this hall? If you want to say that there is, it can only be behind the statue of the god, so to speak, this hall is very empty, almost at a glance.

But even so, it also made Ghost Nanna discover a special place, he found that there were drawings of two people drawn on the curtain behind the statue, and he had never seen such a way of worship, although Ghost Nanna felt strange, but this special place only made Ghost Nanna feel curious at first, and did not arouse his suspicions. Ghost Nanna couldn't help but ask casually, just this question, ask what happened. Lao Dao didn't even know that there was a human figure painted on this mantle, which made people feel strange.

At this moment, Oni Nanna noticed a strange thing, an old man and a handsome young man were drawn on the two mantles, and he noticed that the portrait of the young man winked at him, and the corners of his mouth provoked a smile. Although the people in the martial arts don't believe in ghosts and gods, how can he calm down now that this thing is happening in front of him? This heart is jumping to his throat.

Oni Nanna forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, at this time he felt that his underwear was soaked, and with some hesitation, he walked to the two paintings, and he slowly reached out and stroked it twice. Through a light touch, the ghost is hard to take is sure that this mantle is ordinary white gauze, and there is nothing special?

The ghost man stared at the mantle with his eyes for a long time, and then he turned his head to the old Taoist priest: "Dao Chief, there is a reluctant request below, I don't know if the chief can agree?"

The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what the ghost could ask for? He stroked his beard in his hand: "This benefactor, what are the requirements for opening a convenient door for the monk? As long as the poor road can do it, I will agree. ”

The ghost Nanna muttered: "Dao Chief, I don't have any hobbies in my life? I just like calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, look at the portrait on your god mantle is about to come out, to be honest, I love it very much, I don't know if the elder can give me my love! Don't worry, I don't treat you badly, I have fifty taels of silver here, I don't know what you think?"

The old Taoist chief looked at the two divine mantles, stretched out his hand and touched them, his eyes were not very good, and he could not see the appearance of these two portraits clearly, at this time, it was difficult for the ghost to say this, his heart was moved, and he wondered in his heart: Isn't this the painting of two portraits of the gods? Even if this person is obsessed with calligraphy and painting, he will not buy it with fifty taels of silver, right? Fifty taels, even if I have two years in this temple, I can't accumulate fifty taels of silver!

The old Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth: "What's the matter? Could it be that the Taoist chief dislikes me for giving less money? In this case, I will give another twenty taels, this time it will always be okay, right?"

The old Taoist priest was shocked: "Donor, did you just say that you bought these two curtains for seventy taels of silver? "The old Taoist priest originally wanted to say that it was too much.

But before the old Taoist priest finished speaking, Zhao Zhen on the side spoke: "Isn't seventy taels of silver enough? Then I'll give another hundred taels of silver, so it's okay?" Zhao Zhen suddenly became curious about these two portraits, although he didn't know why?

The old Taoist priest swallowed and spitted, one -- one hundred -- seven -- ten taels of silver, that's money! Two ordinary curtains gave this price, and the old Taoist priest couldn't help but count the curtains on the main hall to see how many were left?

The old Taoist priest pointed to the two curtains at the entrance of the main hall: "Zhao Daguan, look at them, how about those two curtains? The parts on them that are slightly wet by the rain look like runes? How about I sell these two curtains to you? You don't have to give 170 taels of silver, just a fraction of them." Add these two, and you can give two hundred and forty taels. ”

Zhao Zhen almost went up to give this old Taoist priest a kick, no wonder people often say that monks don't love money, the more the better. How can this be so true? This old way can't be poor and crazy! This is too greedy for money!

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath, now he is not in the mood to negotiate the price with the old Taoist priest, although two hundred and seventy taels of silver is a lot of money for ordinary people, but for the Zhao family, this is nothing at all? Zhao Zhen waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, it's up to you, two hundred and forty taels of four curtain tents, this is two hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets, and the remaining ten taels are considered the sesame oil money this time." Zhao Zhen said and handed the two hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets to the old Taoist.

Looking at the two hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets handed over by Zhao Zhen, the wrinkles on the face of the old Taoist priest were piled together, and he said in his heart that he would take fortune today: Oh! It seems that today is the day to get rich! When he went out to sweep the temple gate this morning, he fell unintentionally, and I don't know who is so lacking in virtue, so he pulled shit on the ground, and sat on it with his ass, and thought he was unlucky and depressed? It seems that he has misunderstood, this is an allusion to wealth!

The old Taoist priest was secretly happy in his heart, and quickly put the two hundred and fifty taels of silver tickets into his arms, and then picked out a bamboo pole and began to pick off the divine mantle, and the four divine mantles were quickly taken off by him, first dusted them with his hands, and then folded the four four squares were sent to the ghost in front of him.

Oni Nanna stretched out his hand to take the divine curtain, and he held it with both hands, as if it was not a divine curtain, but as if it was the emperor's holy decree. The expression is also so serious, with a sincere fear.

Sikong Tianshuo looked at the ghost: "Old man, what kind of expression do you have? Why do you look like this? Besides, why don't I know that you have a hobby for calligraphy and painting? When did you have this hobby?"

Ghost Nanna glanced at Sikong Tianshuo, and what he answered was not what he asked: "Okay, you don't have to dig into the roots." The purpose of our coming here has been achieved, let's go back quickly!" After the ghost said what he couldn't take, he didn't wait for everyone to say anything?

Whether it was the two heads of the Zhao family, or Sikong Tianshuo, they were all confused, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd? His words just now attracted their attention, and Sikong Tianshuo caught up: "Old man, wait a minute." What did you mean by the purpose you just said? Didn't we come to the Guandi Temple this time to invite the master? We haven't seen the master yet, how can we achieve the goal?" At this time, the two family masters also chased after them, and they also wanted to know what was going on? The ghost said that he went to the temple to let them rest their legs, but why did they come out again without even drinking saliva?

Ghost Nanna didn't stop: "This is not the place to talk, let's go back and talk about specific things, and I will explain it to you clearly." The ghost was difficult to take and walked out of the Guandi Temple.

Everyone went out of the Guandi Temple, the two heads of the Zhao family got into the car, and they went back to the Zhao family. Along the way, Ghost Nanna did not hand over the curtain in his hand to his subordinates, but supported it with his own hands, and arrived at Zhao's house in this way.

When everyone entered the hall of the Zhao family, the ghost Nan looked at the hall of the Zhao family, he first put the curtain in his hand lightly on the table, and then he turned to look at Sikong Tianshuo: "Old man, I want to ask you, do you believe that there are immortals in this world?"

Sikong Tianshuo heard the ghost Nanna's question, and he smiled bitterly: "Old man, why do you ask this question? You are also a person from the martial arts, how can you believe these ghosts and gods? Ghosts and gods are just the imagination of some fools." ”

Ghost Nanna took a deep breath, looked at Sikong Tianshuo, and then looked at the two heads of the Zhao family: "Two family heads, what about you? Do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world?"

The two heads of the family frowned slightly, and glanced at each other, they were very puzzled, why did the ghost ask this question at this time? But they still answered, Zhao Zhen thought for a moment: "Oh, Mr. asked, how do you want me to answer? I think there should be! Or how can I leave so many legends of immortals?"

Zhao Qi shook his head: "Big brother, on this point, I have the opposite opinion with you, I think it should not exist! Because legends are legends after all, this thing is like this, the more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes, and after a few people's mouths, it becomes divine." People say there are gods and ghosts, but who has ever seen them?"

Ghost Nan held his chest with one hand and stroked his beard with the other hand to listen to them finish speaking, and he muttered for a while: "Everyone, it's not a secret, when we entered the main hall of Guandi Temple, I found a strange thing. Do you see these two drapery tents with human portraits? I'm sure the portrait of a young man winked at me and smiled at me when I was in the main hall. ”

After saying the ghost's difficult words, everyone present gasped, and Sikong Tianshuo shook his head: "Old man, you, you, are you telling the truth?

Ghost Nanna frowned slightly: "What? Do you think I've reached the point where I'm old and dizzy? Although my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, when it comes to the way of health preservation, you are far behind." If I want to say that my eyes can look up at heaven and look down at the earth, I call it bragging. But I can be sure that my eyes, after all these years of medicinal baptism, can see a few folds on your face even at night. With my eyesight, how can I be dazzled?"

After saying the words that were difficult to take, the brothers of the Zhao family felt that their legs and stomachs were turning forward a little, especially Zhao Zhen, at this time Zhao Zhen had the heart to die. When he was in the temple, he didn't know why he bought these two curtains, and he bought them with money, and now he knows it, but his intestines are about to turn blue. The portrait on the mantle blinks and laughs, what's going on? It's not something unclean, is it? If it's really something unclean? If you bring it to your own home, it won't make any trouble in the middle of the night, right? Just thinking about it makes people feel furious, can he not regret it?

Ghost Nanna glanced at Zhao Zhen and Zhao Qi, who were weak and hurriedly found a chair to sit on, and he took a breath: "Two family masters, are you a little scared now! But listen to me first, the meridians of the lower body of the noble son are sealed, to be honest, even if it is the meridian sealed by the martial saint today, it is not impossible for me to untie it, but the meridian that the noble son is sealed is at a loss, what does this mean? It shows that the person who seals the meridian of the noble son, his ability is far above that of the martial saint. So the question is, is there really a martial artist in this world who is above the martial saints? There is only one answer, that is, the legendary immortals. The portrait on this curtain will move and laugh, what does this mean? When such a portrait appears in the Guandi Temple, do you think it could be a demon or a monster doing a trick? There is a ghost in front of Guan Er Ye who dares to be presumptuous? At this point, you should always be able to think of something, right?"

At this point, all the people present fell silent, and at this moment, a clear laughter spread throughout the hall, and with the sound of this clear laughter, the two divine curtains that the ghost Nanna placed on the table suddenly flew up, and the two divine curtains fluttered and slowly unfolded in the air.