As he spoke, Mo Lin took out the bottle that contained glutinous rice. Now that the bottle was empty, Ge Wushang nodded and turned into a wisp of smoke and floated into the small bottle.
"By the way, you'd better not touch your friends. Their souls are in the Ge family's residence. If not, they may not return their souls!" Ge Wushang kindly reminded.
Mo Lin looked at the unconscious Jiadi and the other three, and secretly vowed to rescue them!
Mo Lin clutched her chest and slowly climbed out of the tree hole. It was already noon, and the sunset was only six or seven hours away.
Mo Lin returned to the dormitory and knocked on the door. After a while, Qi Mingzhi opened the dormitory door. When he saw that Mo Lin was back, he immediately asked, "Where were you yesterday? Have you seen Jiadi and the others?"
Mo Lin walked into the dormitory and saw that Han Lu was there, so Mo Lin told Han Lu and Qi Mingzhi what happened last night.
After hearing this, Qi Mingzhi slapped the table hard and cursed: "Why are you four just seeking death like this! Do you think the six weird stories I told you are just bragging?"
"That's right. I would rather believe that ghosts and gods exist than that they don't exist!" Han Lu said, "You are seeking death by doing this!"
"Stop!" Molin interrupted the two of them and said, "It has already happened, so stop talking about these useless things. How should we solve it now?"
"Solve it? Are you kidding me!" Qi Mingzhi said angrily: "If these six weird stories in Dongcheng Middle School were so easy to solve, the school would have solved them long ago!"
"No, the people you are looking for are just flashy people, not real experts."
At this time, a strange voice appeared out of thin air. Qi Mingzhi and Han Lu were startled and looked around warily.
Seeing this, Mo Lin immediately explained: "The young master of the Ge family, Ge Wushang, also came out with me. He is here."
As he spoke, Molin took out the small bottle. Since Molin's dormitory was facing the sun, Molin didn't mind letting him out.
Although both of them believed that there were ghosts in the world, they were still a little nervous when they saw ghosts.
Ge Wushang bowed to them both and said, "I am Ge Wushang, the young master of the Ge family residence. I have met you two."
Qi Mingzhi nodded and asked with a trembling voice: "Um... Ge... Master Ge, do you think there is anything you can do?"
Ge Wushang shook his head and said: "If I had my way, I wouldn't have been trapped in the Ge family residence for decades. Not to mention the ghost housekeeper and Liu Hongjuan are both extremely powerful ghost cultivators. There are still more than thirty people in the Ge family residence." A ghost slave!"
Qi Mingzhi went limp, sat on the stool, and said, "Then... where should we find the so-called expert?"
As soon as these words came out, the dormitory suddenly became quiet. Indeed, no one here knew any Taoist priests who could catch ghosts.
"By the way, I know someone!" Han Lu said, "Master Bodhi from Qinglong Temple!"
Qi Mingzhi and Mo Lin looked at Han Lu together, and Han Lu continued: "Do you still remember the story I told you? Master Bodhi is a person with real ability, let's go and beg him!"
Mo Lin said: "But didn't he say that outsiders will not interfere in these secular disputes?"
"No one who has become a monk will ignore death!" Han Lu pointed at the clock and said: "It's almost three o'clock now. It gets dark early in winter. We have no better way. We can only go over and give it a try!"
After Han Lu finished speaking, no one objected anymore, and everyone rushed to Qinglong Temple together. There was a traffic jam on this trip, but luckily they arrived at Qinglong Temple before dark.
At this time, it was approaching dusk and the sun began to set. Mo Lin and his party came to the front hall of Qinglong Temple. There were several monks cleaning the front hall.
Mo Lin and the others walked in, and one of the middle-aged monks blocked their way: "Dear donors, today's worship is over. Come back tomorrow!"
"Master, we have something important to see your abbot, please be accommodating." Han Lu said with cupped hands.
"So you are here to see the abbot!" The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "This must be Donor Han. The abbot told you to come today. Come in quickly. The abbot has been waiting for a long time."
Mo Lin and Qi Mingzhi were secretly surprised. It seemed that the abbot was a really capable person and could predict the unknown.
Qi Mingzhi didn't know, but Mo Lin knew very well that the last two parts of the book "Maoshan Taoist Encyclopedia" were about forbidden arts and the other about divination. Both of these are extremely difficult Taoist arts to practice. , especially the art of divination, is extremely complicated to learn and cannot be learned by ordinary people.
Mo Lin swallowed and followed Han Lu to Master Bodhi's room. As soon as they reached the door, they heard an old voice coming from inside: "Everyone, please come in. The door is unlocked."
At this time, Mo Lin was even more convinced of Master Bodhi's Taoism. If he took action, Liu Hongjuan would never be his opponent!
Han Lu was the first to take the lead and walk in. Master Bodhi was sitting in front of the Buddha statue of the Great Sun Tathagata, facing Han Lu and smiling slightly.
Han Lu cupped her hands and said, "Master Bodhi, do you still remember me?"
Master Bodhi nodded slightly and said slowly: "Donor Han, don't you blame me for what happened two years ago?"
What Master Bodhi mentioned about two years ago was naturally about the curse of "Black Friday". Because of that incident, five of Han Lu's good brothers died and she was expelled from school.
At first, Han Lu blamed herself for not expecting this to happen, and later she blamed Master Bodhi for not helping them. But after Han Lu calmed down completely, she also understood that Master Bodhi was already trying his best to help them, otherwise he would not have helped them. They are practicing rituals. Perhaps Master Bodhi also has his own difficulties.
Therefore, Han Lu no longer blamed Master Bodhi.
Han Lu said: "Master Bodhi, I came to you today because of ghosts..."
Han Lu told Master Bodhi about the incident from beginning to end, and hoped that he could rescue Jiadi and the others.
"Amitabha." Master Bodhi said slowly: "Donor Han, please forgive me for speaking frankly, but I still can't help you."
Han Lu was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Mo Lin couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward and said, "Master Bodhi, it is not the behavior of a monk to refuse to save someone in the face of death!"
Master Bodhi smiled faintly and said: "I only said that I would not help you solve this problem, but I did not say that I would not save you until you die."
"Dear donors, it's getting late. You should stay in this temple today. Even if the ghost housekeeper has extraordinary powers, I can keep you safe!"
After saying that, Master Bodhi stood up and left. A young monk next to Master Bodhi arranged a place for Mo Lin and the others and left.
Soon it was night, and Mo Lin, Qi Mingzhi and Han Lu couldn't sleep. Mo Lin knew that the ghost housekeeper would definitely come to them tonight.
