In the evening, Qin Liuxi and his party returned to the extraordinary road.
If you want to invite ghosts and gods, it is of course not easy to do it in the academy. Firstly, the academy is upright, and secondly, there are many young students. Some students are light-hearted and easy to see some existences that ordinary people cannot see. If you bump into them, you will not be treated. good.
So Qin Liuxi changed the location to Changdao.
Yan Qishan and Jiang Wenliu felt that their three views had been refreshed again. A Taoist priest could open a shop and make money in a down-to-earth manner.
Well, to put it nicely, broaden the way to earn merit.
Sure enough, it is better than those wild sticks who can only carry big flags.
The Tangshan chief had to make up for Qin Liuxi again: "Although she is so good at collecting money, the money is not all in her pocket. Most of it is repairing Taoist temples and doing good deeds. Qingping Temple does good deeds every year to build merit. She also donated some to our academy.”
Qin Liuxi: "?"
Tang Shan looked at her with kind eyes and was very pleased: "Zhihe Academy will hang this good man's name on the benevolent monument for the students to look up and express gratitude."
Of course Zhihe Academy will also accept donations from kindhearted people, otherwise how would it have the money to repair the academy and increase its collection of books?
Qin Liuxi understood this look.
Faith is also power.
With a look of pain on her face, she took out a few banknotes that were not fully warmed and handed them over, saying, "You don't need to be widely known for doing good deeds."
"It's necessary. You don't want people to misunderstand that you are only interested in profit." Chief Tangshan almost snatched the banknote with his hands.
He seems to have found the joy of collecting money.
To reciprocate the favor, he reluctantly accepted that little fool Qin Mingchun as a closed student when he returned.
Jiang Wenliu looked away, stretched out his fingers and pressed down the raised corners of his mouth.
Inexplicably funny.
Before the table from Zuixian Tower was delivered, Qin Liuxi asked Chen Pi and the others to prepare incense and candles. He also folded a pile of gold ingots with yellow paper, pierced a lively dragon and horse, and dotted the eyes with cinnabar.
Yan Qishan looked on curiously, not forgetting to ask about the value of this gold ingot.
Chen Pi said proudly: "There are gold ingots in the human world, and there are also gold ingots from the underworld. They all pay attention to their fineness. The ingots stacked by our master are naturally of excellent quality. After they are burned, they fall into their hands. If we use real gold ingots, It’s the same.”
"Also, this incense stick is different from the ones sold elsewhere. Look at this old lady, are you greedy? That's because this incense stick is specially made by the master. A small stick makes you feel full. It's not made by other companies. Not coming." Chen Pi pointed at Tai Qing's greedy one and said, "Of course, the materials used for the incense sticks we make are also more expensive than ordinary materials, so let alone ordinary ghosts, even the incense coming and going is very complicated. I like the incense offered by the master."
Old sister Tai Qing wants to defend herself. This is the first time she has been a ghost. She has just woken up after sleeping for a hundred years. She has never tasted other incense, so she doesn’t know whether it is good or bad. She just feels that Qin Liuxi’s incense is particularly filling and sweet. , the ghost power will be strong after eating it.
"Can this incense be sold?" Yan Qishan asked.
Chen Pi shook his head: "Not for sale."
"Why? Is there not enough money? We can give more." Yan Qishan asked immediately.
Chen Pi glanced at Qin Liuxi and whispered: "The master is too lazy. If this incense is to be sold, it will have to be made in large quantities. She is not willing to do it." After all, there are too many things to make.
Yan Qishan and others never expected such a reason.
Wan Ce walked in at this time and said that Zuixianlou had sent a banquet.
After a lot of work, the sacrifices and banquets were arranged in the very small courtyard. Qin Liuxi burned the sacred incense, stepped on the Seven Star Gangsteps, and recited a simple mantra: "The fragrance of the sacred incense echoes the universe, Yong Qian was sent to the Tianmen Gate, and the disciples of the Tianmen Gate were specially invited to pay their respects. Today, Qin Liuxi, a disciple of Qingping Temple, pays homage to Master Cui, the judge, to come down. The Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law. I give you an order!"
She turned her feet smartly, and threw out a divine talisman with her hand. The talisman ignited without fire, and the smoke went straight up.
Jiang Wenliu could see that this scene of praying to the gods was more touching than those soft dances.
The heaven and earth move to the left, and the sun and moon shine to the right.
One horizontal stroke divides the mountains and rivers, one sword settles the world.
A little bit of ghosts and gods scares, a touch of hook cures the goblin.
These words naturally came to his mind.
When the talisman spontaneously ignited, everyone's hearts became inexplicably nervous. Will they really invite him?
Only Chen Pi, the old god with her arms folded, was there. There was no ghost that the master couldn't invite. If he couldn't be invited, she would personally go to the underworld to catch him.
Within a few breaths, a gust of wind suddenly blew up. Everyone was startled and looked up, only to see something surging in the void. A pair of ghost hands tore the space apart, revealing a gap.
A huge ghost appeared in sight.
He was dressed in a black robe, wearing a round official hat on his head, holding a book of life and death in his hand, and a judge's talisman pen on his waist. He had a ferocious face and a fierce look on his face. As soon as he appeared, he scared the lonely ghosts and ran around with their heads in their hands.
Why did the judge come? Is he trying to capture some evil spirit and bring him back for punishment?
Yan Qishan and the others were already huddled together and shivering. They were really invited. It was so fierce and terrifying!
But besides being scared, I was also very excited.
Oh my God, the famous Lord Judge really exists and appears in front of them. Damn it, they can really brag about it until they die!
Chen Pi raised his eyelids and glanced at a few people, then clicked his tongue and shook his head. This performance was indeed as the master said, it was both delicious and satisfying!
"Judge Cui, here." Qin Liuxi waved to the ghost-faced judge as if greeting an old friend.
Judge Cui landed in the courtyard, glanced at the altar, and said with a smile: "Young master, why do you still remember me, Old Cui? What's the reason for inviting me here? Why are you so polite? Just say hello if you need anything." "
Look at this familiar tone, isn't it just a little bit of friendship?
Shao Guanzhu is so humble!
Perhaps their stare at the ghost was too intense, and Judge Cui's bull's-eye glanced over, with scrutiny and ferociousness. The bodies of several people stiffened, and cold air shot up from the soles of their feet to the sky.
Under this man's eyes, they seemed to have nothing to hide, and their past and present lives had been seen so thoroughly that they were so frightened that their legs shook.
Tai Qing was so frightened that he fainted, and he couldn't escape without holding back.
"There are living people and ghosts. Shao Guan, is this the song you sang?" Judge Cui looked at Tai Qing, opened his eyes and said: "This female ghost has been dead for a hundred years, why hasn't she gone to the underworld to report on the queue? Reincarnation? Humans and ghosts have different paths, and there is no benefit to you staying in the human world. Over time, if you miss the opportunity to reincarnate and become a lonely ghost, it will also cause yin and yang confusion."
Tai Qing knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said tremblingly: "The daughter of the people pays homage to the judge. The daughter of the people has been dead for a long time, but her soul has been sleeping. She only woke up recently. I just want to ask the judge to take pity on my little daughter and tell you." My whereabouts alone.”
"Nonsense." Judge Cui waved his sleeves and scolded: "What do you think? If every ghost wants me to inform others of their whereabouts like you do, wouldn't it disrupt reincarnation?"
This rebuke made Tai Qing's soul feel a little weaker.
Qin Liuxi took a step forward and said, "Pan Cui, don't blame her, it's me who wants to know."
"Oh? It's Shaoguan. You need to know, who's name is it?" Cui Pan immediately took out his talisman pen.
Everyone is confused: "!"
The dignified judge, it’s too much to look at people’s dishes like this!
The holiday is over~ I haven’t passed it anyway, the one who works hard every day, I am the glorious flower of labor! !
(End of chapter)
