Mu Taoist.
This Taoist's real name was Li, but he had no children, so he became Mu Taoist.
In his early years, Mu Tao Ren was also a proud and arrogant person, dreaming of becoming a top practitioner in the world, but reality forced him to live in a small Taoist temple.
The difficulty of spiritual practice is like stepping up a ladder to heaven.
Whatever you want, others want too.
Although cultivation is about cultivating oneself, upward movement requires competing with various opponents for interests.
"Li is not talented. He is currently trapped in the blood-penetrating realm and cannot move up. People like me who are old and have declining blood will be like this for the rest of their lives," Mu Daoren said.
His cultivation is inherently difficult, and he has to make progress step by step.
When this practice backfired, Mu Taoren was physically injured, and his hope for improvement became even slimmer.
But if your skills are inferior to others, you can't blame others.
Those who are inferior to others in the world of martial arts are left with bodies and bones, so it is a great blessing that he can be rescued by the other party.
The Mu Taoist had no hope of climbing high, and even when he felt depressed, he felt a little bit lucky.
It’s hard to see away until a person reaches the stage of death.
For example, in the past, he always wanted to move forward a little bit, and his heart was filled with all kinds of unwillingness to climb higher. Only when he was defeated in the battle and was close to death did his many distracting thoughts subside.
Compared to climbing high, living is more valuable.
If he didn't plan to advance step by step, he wouldn't have to spend money to buy various medicinal materials, which would be enough to live a peaceful life.
This is the end of spiritual practice, but life has also been liberated.
Mu Taoren's heart was full of contradictions, but he also felt a sense of relief.
He and Zhang Xuezhou murmured and talked like old friends, which surprised Rong Li and others for a moment.
Although Mu Taoist is not one of the top people in Chengdu, he is considered to be a respectable person. There are many major ceremonies in the city where Mu Taoist is invited to attend.
But this kind of person responded to Zhang Xuezhou’s related topics with a respectful expression.
Basically, whatever Zhang Xuezhou asks, Mu Taoren will answer.
This situation made Rong Li think of the Yamen interrogation for some reason.
She only felt that Mu Taoist was possessed by evil spirits. Zhang Xuezhou pinched the piece of flesh under his nose and when he woke up, he changed into a different person, completely losing his past charm.
"What are you talking about?" Rong Li asked.
"Just a casual chat to prevent the Taoist priest from passing out again," Zhang Xuezhou replied.
Through Mu Taoist's narration, Zhang Xuezhou clearly understood that it was difficult to explain many practices related to ordinary people clearly.
This is especially true when he himself is still a dabbler.
Zhang Xuezhou also knew very little about spiritual practice, and many of the contents were concentrated in these dozens of days before he had initial enlightenment.
At this time, he made many inquiries to seek answers to his questions.
But Mu Taoist's level is obviously limited.
And this is not a good time to talk.
Zhang Xuezhou borrowed the donkey from the slope, stopped talking, and helped Mu Taoist up.
"Taoist Priest, your Guanshao is gone," Rong Li reminded.
"The sinner deserves it, he deserves to be burned," Mu Taoist replied.
"Your brain is broken!"
Rong Li was speechless for a few seconds before a few words came out of her mouth.
Mu Taoren almost lost his family today, but there was no displeasure or distress on Mu Taoren's face.
Rong Li only thought that there was something wrong with Mu Taoist's head.
She grabbed the butcher's knife and realized that she couldn't add insult to injury.
But it needs to be mentioned.
"Did you play tricks on our Rong family last night and use some evil spells and ecstasy to target us?" Rong Li asked.
"My poor skills in the trail make Master Rong laugh." Mu Taoren clasped his fists and said, "Mu will take a detour when he sees Master Rong in the future, and there won't be any more conflicts!"
"Huh? Huh?"
Rong Li was surprised twice.
She finally concluded that Mu Taoren's head was choked by fireworks, which is why she lowered her head so quickly.
"In the future, you can sell the fairy paintings of the founder Jiutian Shangfu and the five directions commander-in-chief of the Arctic Zuoyuan, the commander-in-chief and the commander-in-chief Tianpeng Zhenjun. Xiaodao feels that these fairy paintings are indeed effective in exorcising ghosts!"
The canvas smeared with pig blood is useless, but behind these paintings of gods stands a practitioner.
The other party imprisoned the Hanged Ghost that he had cultivated for many years for one night, and then destroyed it instantly in the morning.
Mu Taoren felt that all this was enough.
Whenever there is a problem with the fairy paintings, the other party will definitely solve the corresponding hidden dangers, thus maintaining the authenticity of the fairy paintings' ability to exorcise ghosts.
"Can you really drive out ghosts?"
Rong Tianding was also surprised.
The ridiculous thing he did with Zhang Xuezhou and others was to deceive people into buying paintings and changing careers. Rong Tianding didn't expect Mu Taoist to agree with it.
Colleagues have always been enemies, but Rong Tianding didn't expect that his enemies actually said that his stuff was good.
He just felt that Mu Taoist almost choked to death due to the fireworks. After choking and waking up, he became more satisfied no matter how he looked at it.
"But this is not a long-term business. I hope Mr. Rong will be careful. Please note that some weird things did happen in that ten-mile slope. You need to be careful of causing trouble!" Mu Taoist advised.
"oh!"
Rong Tianding nodded slightly confused.
He had lived in Rongcheng for a long time, so he didn't know what Shilipo was. At most, he had heard about such a place from Li Erlang and others.
Anyway, he didn't guarantee that his fairy paintings would always be safe. If something happened, he would probably just say that the statute of limitations on the fairy paintings had expired.
Rong Tianding didn't take it seriously.
The business had just started, so he couldn't stop it immediately, so he naturally wanted to take advantage of the haunting to sell more.
After all, the chances of waiting until the next haunting incident are too low.
After this hot sales period, he will only be able to do steady business in the future.
As soon as everyone's affairs were settled, Rong Li and others couldn't help but want to go back to Chengdu to kill pigs, and they wanted to leave quickly.
"Mr. Zhang, there is a lot of darkness in Shilipo. There may be some evil soldiers who have taken advantage of it, or they may be hiding something terrible. I hope Mr. Zhang will be careful when dealing with related matters in the future, so as not to get caught!"
Before leaving, Mu Taoren deeply warned Zhang Xuezhou about safety issues.
This made Zhang Xuezhou baffled.
He just wanted to get rid of the pig-killing job, and then let Jia Zhiyuan, who was free, take him to read and learn Chinese characters, and to catch up on some knowledge that he had never been exposed to before.
Apart from this, Zhang Xuezhou never thought of doing anything else.
Besides, he is still a little confused about Mu Taoren's hanging ghost.
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't figure out for a moment how the ghost could be placed on Bai Ling, and then penetrate into his body, and then disappear in ashes.
He just felt that the little lady he saw last night seemed to be a ghost.
"If I had known earlier, I would have touched her little hand and studied it to see what the difference is between humans and ghosts!"
Zhang Xuezhou was upset in his heart. He felt that time was too rushed at that time, and he was not a follower, so he could not just go up and touch a girl when he saw her.
But Mu Taoren had nothing to show Zhang Xuezhou at the moment, so the matter had to be dropped.
The group of people looked fierce when they came, but they were happy and smiling when they returned.
But just seven days later, Rong Tianding and others could no longer laugh.
Not only were there a large crowd of spectators standing in front of his painting stall, but the county government also issued a summons.
Something happened to the people who bought fairy paintings for self-defense.
