Liu Ruxiang was speechless. She glanced at Taoist Priest Baihe Guanwang who was walking away, but did not say anything to stop him.
I stared, feeling a little dissatisfied with this Taoist priest's style. He was arrogant and thought too highly of himself, could not listen to any opinions, and had almost no ability to unite and cooperate.
If such a person participates in our operations in the future, it will be a painful matter whether he can obey orders and cooperate.
Chen Guangge and other Taoist masters nearby also have their own dignity and will not try to retain the Taoist priest from Baiheguan.
In Guangxi Province, there is no such thing as Taoism with a transcendent status. Everyone relies on their own ability. If you are highly capable and have strong magical power, everyone will respect you. If you are not good at it and are a show-off, not only will you be looked down upon by your peers, but also the rest of the society. The people and guests also don’t agree with you very much.
Let’s just say it’s the Liu family of Yumen. They are famous for their diligent inheritance of master’s magic in Shanglin County and their focus on building bridges and praying for flowers.
Liu Ruxiang told me later that for those who work in Xuanmen, it doesn’t matter where you are, what matters is your ability. As long as you meet the standard, someone will drive thousands of miles and go to great lengths to find you. Take action, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, this sentence is vividly reflected in this line of work.
Baihe Temple has a prominent reputation and a good reputation. It is also considered a popular temple in the local area. However, it has always had a feeling of being otherworldly and difficult to communicate with others.
Liu Ruxiang cleared her throat: "Taoist Wang must have something important to do. We won't disturb him anymore. This kid is also an easy problem. Let's all take a look and think of a solution."
The cook stepped forward at this time, squatted down and looked at the little ghost lying motionless on the ground.
I only remember the first time I saw him last night. I was almost frightened to death, thinking that this thing was the same as Huang Weizhong's flying head.
But... the little devil in front of him seemed much more harmless than Huang Weizhong's flying head. He lay motionless on the ground and showed no violent reaction.
Liu Ruxiang's long red sandalwood seal gently poked the kid's body.
The skin was still somewhat elastic, and the muscles immediately shrank a little, but the whole kid's body seemed like a piece of frozen meat that had just been taken out of the cold. If you stand next to it and put your hands on the side, you will feel a cold breath.
This little devil was motionless, and his lifeless look was a bit scary.
Is it... dead?
Can things like imps die?
My brain was confused.
Just when I was in a daze, the cook suddenly took action, stretched out her hand, pinched the base of the kid's ear, and lifted it up directly.
The baby's body shook, but there was no sign of waking up at all.
Could it be that the Taoist priest from Baihe Temple was too fierce and destroyed this thing with a palm thunder?
I was puzzled, and then I saw Liu Ruxiang suddenly smiled.
"We used to hunt rabbits in the mountains. We would throw a wooden mallet from a distance and hit a rabbit in one go. The rabbit would probably fall to the ground by then."
"I was inexperienced when I started hunting, so I happily went to pick it up. But before I even got close to it, the rabbit suddenly woke up and ran away far away."
Liu Ruxiang was talking and laughing, and I immediately understood that the rabbit was pretending to be dead and fell to the ground. After people relaxed their vigilance, they ran away and disappeared.
Liu Ruxiang also meant something, probably because she wanted to say that this kid was pretending.
The cook smiled and suddenly let go, and the kid fell directly to the ground.
As I watched, the kid suddenly got up and started to run away.
Liu Ruxiang twisted her lips and threw out the red sandalwood seal in her hand.
The kid was knocked to the ground, and then he repeated the previous process, and Liu Ruxiang picked up the thing again.
"Everyone, is there any way to subdue this little thing?" Liu Ruxiang asked at this time.
Looking around, everyone looked at the little ghost she was holding, and then looked at each other. Finally, a local Feng Shui master named Chen Sanwen paused, walked out and said, "According to common sense, this kind of little ghost should not be used." Is it sealed in amber? Amber can seal this thing."
Liu Ruxiang sighed: "But where can I get amber now? The shrine where this kid originally stayed was made of low-quality rosin, which eventually caused it to escape."
Everyone, you look at me and I look at you.
I was a little panicked. Is it possible that each of us with so many people can subdue this little thing?
If that's the case, that's too bad. It's impossible to go downstairs now and catch up with Taoist Wang from Baiheguan, apologize to him and ask him to take action?
I thought to myself that it shouldn't be the case. Liu Ruxiang's vowed look before seemed to be confident, and there might be a way. I won’t talk about it now, I probably just want to see what these other people are capable of.
At this time, Chen Guangge, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "All of you comrades are unwilling to speak. I just thought of such a method from a book. Please listen to me."
"It means that there is such a way to control the little devil. Use a red rope soaked in vinegar and tie its eyes, so that it can't see. If you tie it easily, it can stay in place."
When Chen Guangge said this, he smiled slightly.
I was a little surprised. I always felt that this spell was very familiar.
Watching Liu Ruxiang take out the red cloth strip from the suitcase, and then ask the people next to her to get vinegar from the kitchen, she suddenly remembered that in her hometown in Shanglin County, she once encountered Wei Yu's father who was causing trouble. , at that time, he soaked a rope in vinegar and added eggs to calm the lonely soul of the Ming Dynasty in his body.
Looking at this spell now, I can think that it may have the same effect but it may have frightened the little ghost's soul and made him dare not make mistakes.
Soon, the red rope was soaked in white vinegar, and there was a strong sour smell when it was pulled out. When I tied the face of this kid who was slightly bigger than a palm, I saw exactly that.
As soon as the kid's eyes were tied, he seemed to be blind. Even if Liu Ruxiang put him on the ground, even if he didn't hold the rope to let the kid go, he couldn't leave.
After a while, Liu Ruxiang watched the little thing spinning around in circles with a smile on her lips. Then she took the red rope and tied it to a bed leg in the room.
At this point, the kid's problem has come to an end. Liu Ruxiang is just waiting here, waiting for the person behind the kid to come and be exposed, so that he can dig out this wave of lurkers.
Seeing that this trick worked, many people began to praise Chen Guangge.
