Nguyen is not a local.
Not long ago, my family moved south to escape the war.
After spending a huge sum of money to buy a large house in the city of Yuhang, where land is at a premium, I learned that the local custom of worshiping ghosts and gods is strong, and the moving ceremony is also quite complicated and extravagant.
When they first arrived in Yuhang, they needed money for many things, whether it was buying property or making friends with powerful people.
He did not listen to Yaren's repeated suggestions.
According to the custom of my hometown, a simple relocation ceremony was hastily held.
As a result, something strange happened within a few days of moving in.
First of all, family members often hear whispers at night, either laughing and cursing that the man's work is smaller than a needle, that man's face is longer than a donkey, or making up some sinister stories such as "the father-in-law and the daughter-in-law crawl on ashes."
Then, there was a boy who was taking a nap at noon, sleeping in an inelegant posture, with his feet hanging outside the eaves of the bed. Half asleep and half awake, he suddenly felt a cold hand grabbing his ankle... The next day, people found him under the bed, half buried in the bed. In the soil, unconscious.
Finally, one night when guests were having a banquet, there was a sudden stench in the house. The family members pinched their noses to search for the smell, and found that there was a whole pot of dead mice boiling in the big pot of soup in the kitchen!
Strange things happen frequently, and the family can't bear to be disturbed.
But the head of the family was a stubborn old Confucian scholar who was unwilling to bow his head. Instead, he told the family to "don't blame others for being strange and you will lose yourself".
Until a month ago.
The head of the house stays up late at night to read.
The weather is hot and the windows are open to enjoy the coolness.
Suddenly, a strange wind entered the room and blew the pen holder over. He got up to pick it up, but the pen holder rolled to his feet for no apparent reason. Suddenly, he stumbled and fell onto the gauze curtain of the bamboo couch.
The gauze is made of fine silk, which is thin yet flexible.
But at this moment, it was easily torn apart and turned into several "twisted ropes" that wrapped around the neck of the old family master!
The more he struggled, the tighter the "rope" tightened.
The struggle alerted the servants outside the door.
The rules at home are strict, and servants only ask outside the door.
"Master, what's the matter?"
But the "twisted rope" has been deeply embedded in the flesh, and not a single sound can come in or out of the throat. So he used his last bit of strength to knock over the desk, trying to call for help.
However, the strange wind came up again and closed all the doors and windows. At the same time, the door latches and window bolts closed automatically, isolating the study into a secret room!
He could only listen desperately to the servants asking questions again and again outside the door, but he couldn't make a sound.
Slowly, my eyesight turned black, and my consciousness gradually became blurred...
Fortunately, the family members discovered the abnormality and broke down the door in time to save the dying old scholar.
…
In the hall.
Li Changan listened to the whole story.
"Since you have offended ghosts and gods, have you ever tried to appease them?"
"Where can there be none?"
Opposite is an old man who greets Li Changan on the street. He calls himself Ruan Yanting and is the eldest son of Mrs. Ruan. According to him, Ruan Taigong had been frightened and fell ill and could not receive guests. During this period, he was in charge of the inside and outside.
"After this incident happened, my family also worshiped according to local customs many times. It could calm down for a day or two each time, but afterwards it was still frustrating."
"Why not change your house?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, how can I increase the resentment of ghosts and gods?" The old man waved his hands repeatedly without any sign of resentment.
But...
Li Changan glanced around. This is the small building where the Ruan family is temporarily staying. The building is quite spacious, but it is still too crowded for the Ruan family.
"You should have hired someone to exorcise evil spirits before, right?"
"To be honest, Master, I have invited a few." The old man looked embarrassed and drank a large cup of tea to cover it up before saying, "But it didn't help. It just means that the god of the house is angry and cannot be calmed down without a Taoist expert."
Home god?
Li Changan laughed.
"Can you let me enter your house to find out what's going on?"
…………
Wow~chi~
The sound of the door opening was like the cry of an old bird.
The Ruan family sent a young man to lead Li Changan into the mansion.
It is indeed a mansion purchased with a lot of money. The courtyard upon entering is spacious and elegant, and the old trees and strange stones dotting it add a touch of elegance.
It has only been sparsely maintained for a long time, and the fallen leaves have accumulated all over the garden, covering everything with a layer of gray color.
Yuhang is close to the river and the sea, and the sunshine is already filled with a layer of water vapor, gentle and graceful, and rarely bright and cheerful.
Such sunshine falling on such a house naturally makes it look a little desolate and cold.
Li Changan leaned over and picked up the gray color on the ground. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it was all burned paper ashes.
At this time, a whirlwind rolled up, and paper dust all over the courtyard rose up, like black snow covering the sky, with dead leaves mixed in, like pieces of yellow paper money.
At first glance.
I thought I had stumbled into a funeral held by invisible ghosts, and the whining sound of the wind was the wails of the ghosts.
No.
Li Changan listened carefully.
There was indeed a voice in the wind.
I couldn't tell where it was coming from, but I could only hear the noise of many people arguing with each other. It was high-pitched and vague at first, and then became clearer and clearer.
"Here we go again! Here we go again!"
"Still a monk, still Ruan Shiqi!"
Ruan Shiqi is a young man, he is ranked seventeenth.
"Bad luck! Bad luck! Why is it him again?"
"Because he's the boldest?"
"No, because his mother is a daughter-in-law!"
"Which female branch girl?"
"The one who climbed ashes with my father-in-law."
"The one who committed adultery with his brother-in-law."
"The one who became a nun!"
"Hehe, if you can't be a successful family girl, why don't you become a monk?"
Li Changan couldn't listen anymore.
"Shut up!"
He turned his palms and pressed them softly, and the strange wind in the courtyard stood still.
Turning to look at the young man, his fists were clenched and his nails were already embedded in his flesh. The Taoist priest asked him to go back first, but he stubbornly insisted on staying and guiding him.
The Taoist priest continued walking inside without further persuasion.
When we arrived at the main hall, the hall was a mess. There were piles of extinguished incense and candles everywhere. There were a large number of broken compasses, wooden swords, tokens, tambourines, rosary beads and other exorcism instruments scattered around. Several dharma tables with missing arms and legs were crooked. They were stacked crookedly to form a hill, with some broken crowns and rotten cassocks hanging on them. When you get closer, you can still smell the stench of excrement.
It can be seen that the Ruan family's previous attitude towards the so-called "house god" was by no means as peaceful as what Ruan Yanting said now.
But here, the "house gods" who had been repelled by Li Changan regained their arrogance, and the obscene words came out again. At the same time, the doors and windows were opened and closed without wind, and the tiles shook on the roof.
It was as if the house had turned into a living creature, baring its teeth and claws, threatening the two mortals who rashly broke in.
No wonder he is called the "house god".
However, Li Changan inquired, this house was built less than a hundred years ago, how could it become a spirit? It's probably something dirty lurking in it. It's just that their concealment skills are quite good. Now that Li Changan has lost his nose, he can't use the Chonglong Jade, and even a pair of ghost eyes can't pull them out.
The Taoist priest ignored the strange sight in the room and let Ruan Qi Qi lead him to continue checking around.
First, they went to the old lady's study, and then to the side room where the young man was pulled into the bed. During this period, the "house gods" became more and more serious, not only threatening and humiliating, but also using their "hands".
Occasionally roof tiles would fall down.
Sometimes the doors and windows pop open suddenly when people pass by.
But Li Changan's quick eyesight and quick hands resolved all of them.
Finally arrived at the kitchen.
It's particularly miserable here, with garbage everywhere and a strange smell permeating the air. It seems like it has been used as a kitchen, toilet, and garbage dump by dozens of homeless people.
Fortunately, Li Changan lost his body and his nose didn't work, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a step in.
Relying on his professionalism, Li Changan held back his nausea and checked inside, and unexpectedly discovered that a cellar connected to the kitchen was unexpectedly clean.
Ask Ruan Shiqi, this was originally a wine kiln.
When I went down and took a look, I saw that it was full of empty wine jars, but there was very little residual wine smell in the kiln.
The Taoist priest clicked his tongue and shook his head. He turned back to the kitchen and found a few empty clay pots that had been neglected near the stove. He picked them up and smelled them. They were all filled with flower carvings, rice wine and the like, prepared by the cook for cooking. Now, it is just like the wine jar in the wine cellar, clean and empty.
Ruan Shiqi, who was beside him, finally couldn't hold it any longer. He followed Li Changan around for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what Li Changan was looking for. Now he finally saw a gainful look on the Taoist priest's face and said:
"Mage..."
boom!
A loud noise made him shiver.
I looked around hurriedly, but I saw that the door was slammed into the door frame, another prank by the "house god"!
"Pickled Ghost Donkey Ball!"
Ruan Shiqi cursed for the first time and turned his head angrily, but he didn't realize that a ham was originally hanging on a rope on the beam. Just then, he slammed the door and shook the end of the rope loose, and the big ham roared away. Come down.
When he noticed the evil wind coming from behind his head, it was already too late to dodge.
In the nick of time.
Li Changan quickly took action, grabbed his arm and pulled him aside. The ham whizzed past him and finally hit the wall, leaving a small crater.
Ruan Shiqi stood there blankly, rubbing the back of his head and not regaining consciousness for a long time.
Until Li Changan patted his shoulder.
"Let's go, it's time to go back."
…………
Just left the Ruan family gate.
Then Ruan Yanting came out in a hurry, obviously having been waiting for a long time.
He grabbed Li Changan's sleeve.
"Has the mage surrendered that house god? Can I move back home tonight?"
Good guy.
He has more confidence in Li Changan than Li Changan himself.
Unexpectedly.
"It's difficult to deal with, it's difficult to deal with, I'm very shallow, I'm afraid I can't do anything."
After saying that, Li Changan sighed and walked away, leaving Ruan Yanting looking in disbelief. Others comforted him a few times before following him in despair.
Until I turned the corner.
Li Changan suddenly turned back.
Ruan Yanting was surprised: "Master?"
"Hush! Don't let the ghosts and gods listen."
The Taoist priest whispered.
"It's difficult to deal with, but I'm not completely helpless. It's just that I have to spend a little more money."
Ruan Yanting immediately "understood".
His face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth: "Master also knows that I have just arrived here, and there are a lot of things that need to be taken care of. I really don't have money, four... no! How about five hundred taels?!"
The Taoist shook his head and laughed.
"It's not like you want to buy dragon liver and phoenix marrow. Where can you get so much money?"
After Li Changan briefly explained, Ruan Yanting understood that it turned out that he was not asking for extra money, but that he was being asked to prepare a large table of food and wine. The food did not need to be too rare, just big fish and meat, and the wine had to be good and sufficient. Strong enough.
…
The Ruan family went to prepare as instructed. Li Changan also asked for yellow paper and cinnabar, and drew them into yellow talismans. He asked the Ruan family to pick a few skillful women to fold the talismans into paper frogs.
By the time the food and drinks were bought, the paper frogs had already folded a basin.
Then put a jar of the good wine you bought next to the basin, make a fire trick, and light the basin full of origami paper.
It's almost burned.
Li Changan breathed out slowly at the rising green smoke, but saw that the smoke pillars were like noodles in the hands of a ramen chef, twisting into small smoke balls and floating around.
The fluffy and soft smoke dumplings swayed in the air, and in a blink of an eye they turned into frogs. They jumped into the wine jar and disappeared into the wine while singing "croak".
…………
As noon approaches, the city becomes lively early.
Even the street in front of the Ruan family gate is not deserted at all. There is an endless stream of pedestrians and vendors hawking.
There was even a candy seller who placed his sweets next to the gate of Ruan's house. A group of little people gathered around to watch, and the parents were smiling and chatting without any panic at all.
Don't they know the Ruan family is haunted?
of course not.
The Ruan family's bad luck has long been spread throughout the city.
You can see that the parents glance at the wall from time to time, and you know that they are well aware of "haunting".
The reason for this is simple.
Although worshiping ghosts has its disadvantages, it also has its advantages.
At least the people in Yuhang City are very sure that as long as their words and deeds comply with the rules of Yin and Yang, then a thin courtyard wall will be a natural chasm. No matter how ferocious the ghosts and gods inside the wall are, they will never harm themselves outside the wall.
However.
There was a sudden noise on the street.
People looked around in surprise, only to see dozens of men emerging from the street corner, each carrying a long stick wrapped in yellow cloth, heading straight for the door of Ruan's house in a menacing manner.
The leading "monk" looked unfamiliar, but the men following him looked very familiar to everyone. Aren't they the unlucky ones from the Ruan family?
Look at the stick heads in their hands. Where they are wrapped in yellow cloth, they are clearly talismans!
Look at the posture, are you going to have a fight with the ghosts and gods occupying the house?
Oops! This is against the rules.
People immediately dispersed with a roar, and gathered around again, skillfully maintaining a proper distance suitable for eating melons.
Li Changan didn't mean to chase anyone away, so he let the onlookers watch at will. He went to the gate himself, put his ear to it, and pretended to be eavesdropping in a rather unsightly manner.
Although the Taoist priest's nose doesn't work now, his ears and eyesight are now clear.
Through the gate, I could clearly hear that in the Ruan family compound, which should have been dead silent due to "haunting", there were chaotic laughter, shouts, and punches... Sure enough, a group of drunkards!
The Taoist priest turned around and gave instructions to everyone in the Ruan family.
"Follow me in the door later. Don't worry about him. Wherever you hear a frog croaking, hit him with a stick!"
"Do you understand everything?"
Everyone responded, and Li Changan no longer delayed, kicked open the door, and led a group of men into the courtyard with fierce looks.
…
Ruan Shiqi blended in the crowd.
My mood at this moment is like the steps under my feet, messy and complicated... The innermost part is a red-hot fire, the outside of the fire is wrapped with a thin layer of hope, and the outside of the hope is covered with a thick layer of panic... Those are ghosts and gods! How can a mere mortal take offense?
But he was just an unpopular commoner, so how could he go against the family's wishes?
He could only hold on to his worries and follow the mage into the courtyard.
The first sight when he entered made his heart skip a beat.
But I saw a large table of wine and food in the center of the courtyard, and a gray-black shadow with a vaguely human shape surrounding the table.
The shadows seemed to be startled by the intruding man. After a brief silence, they suddenly turned into balls of gray energy and flew around.
The men were immediately dispersed in anger.
Ruan Shiqi was no exception. He tremblingly hid under the eaves in the corner and looked back in panic. The gray color had disappeared into the courtyard.
In an instant, the courtyard seemed to have returned to its usual silence, with only the messy table of food and wine describing the brief commotion.
However.
This silence is also short-lived.
Soon, a strange wind suddenly blew in the yard, and all the dead branches and leaves, ashes and dust swirled up in the wind, covering the sky and the sun, making the yard dark as dusk.
The ancient trees shook their branches and bared their teeth and claws, the strange rocks swayed and laughed strangely, the doors and windows kept beating back and forth, and the tiles rustled on the roof - it was a scene of horror and strangeness.
"Bold mortal!"
Ruan Shiqi heard in horror, the house god's stern voice echoed in the wind.
"If you dare to destroy the rituals and insult the ghosts and gods, you will be punished... Gua."
Eh?
Ruan Shiqi wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
彼 起 呱 ... The frogs of the other sounded all over the yard.
When I was confused.
"Don't do it yet!"
He suddenly trembled, and Li Changan's instructions outside the door came to his mind - hit the frog when it cries!
And coincidentally, there was a frog croaking from the eaves diagonally above me.
Subconsciously, he thrust the long stick up.
"Ouch!"
A cry of pain.
Suddenly, a gray shadow shaped like a human fell down and fell to his feet.
Ruan Shiqi was still in a trance, but the gray figure started to curse loudly.
"Hiss~ It hurts me so much! Ruan Qi, you are a bitch! The bastard born of a bitch! Grandpa is going to..."
He didn't finish his words.
Ruan Shiqi's eyes were already red, and he smashed the head of the stick with all his strength.
…
With a role model, the next development will fall into place.
When people discover that mysterious ghosts and gods have taken shape, and discover that they can also cry out in pain and get hurt, the memories of the past tortures come to mind one by one, and naturally "anger arises from the bottom of the heart, and evil arises from the side of the gallbladder."
Li Changan soon discovered that there was nothing wrong with him anymore.
He was happy to see the result. He picked some food at the banquet that had not been eaten by the "house gods" and did not mind the dust. He opened his cheeks and offered sacrifices to the temple of the five internal organs.
From yesterday to today, he had only eaten a bowl of cold rice, and he was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.
The left hand held the steamed pomfret stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus and shredded ginger, and the right hand held the roasted pork knuckle with pine cones and smoked honey sauce. Unfortunately, the wine jar was overturned, so there was meat but no wine, but fortunately there was a comic show in front of me that was enough to accompany the meal.
The Ruan family members formed teams in twos and threes, carrying wooden sticks like spears, and their behavior was somewhat military in nature. No matter which corner of the mansion, if there is a frog croaking, just poke it with a few long sticks, and the "god of the house" will show up in his original form, and then serve with sticks.
The eaves, the corners of the house, the treetops, the bottom of the bed... no matter how the "house gods" hid or fled, they were all picked out like mice and beaten until they croaked all over the floor.
Even those who hid in the latrine were picked out with long sticks, passed through the sticks, and forked into the manure pit.
But it's not like he didn't escape the disaster for the time being.
A clever ghost hid in the portrait of the ancestor of the Ruan family. The people below did not dare to do anything. Ruan Yanting heard about it and came over in person. He gritted his teeth and confessed his sins, and swung the long stick with great interest.
With a "pop", the ghost in the painting was poked out.
This guy still had some courage, so he picked up a chair and swung it around so fast that the five or six men around him couldn't get close to him. However, there were more than five or six Ruan family members in the field. After a whistle, more than a dozen long sticks surrounded him.
This "house god" was knocked to the ground in the blink of an eye, and had no chance to get up.
He could only curl up, protect his head and face, and roll on the ground. He was beaten until he screamed and cursed:
"Thief monk! Damn bald donkey! Grandpa has no enmity with your Wenshu Monastery, how dare you do this?"
He yelled for a long time. After Li Changan finished chewing the pork knuckle, he suddenly realized that this kid was scolding him.
Not angry either.
"The kid is short-sighted, how can I be like a monk in my methods?"
After hearing this, the ghost was so stunned that he even forgot to cover his face with his arm, and was immediately slapped hard on the face with a stick.
He howled loudly, turned around and started throwing tantrums at the Ruan family.
"Okay! It turns out he is a wild Taoist priest! Ruan Yanting, you are a genius! You dare to ask outsiders to break my rules in Yuhang, you are so brave!"
Huh?
Li Changan's brows jumped, wondering why there was something strange in these words.
What's even more strange is that Ruan Yanting actually put down the long stick in his hand, hurriedly came to Li Chang'an, and Ai Ai said:
"Isn't Master the master of Wenshu Monastery?"
Li Changan was surprised: "Taoist priests can also be called mage."
A simple sentence made Ruan Yanting suddenly break out in cold sweat on his forehead. He lowered his head and muttered for a while, then raised his head with anxiety:
"Dare I ask which palace in Yuhang does the elder practice?"
Without waiting for the Taoist priest to answer, he impatiently spit out a string of names.
"Sanguan Temple? Tianmu Palace? Wonderful Temples..."
It's not like asking Li Changan where his master is, but more like asking the Taoist priest to choose one on the spot.
The Taoist priest felt more and more strange, and he went straight to the point: "I am not a local cultivator. I just arrived in Yuhang yesterday..."
Not finished yet.
"oops!"
Ruan Yanting stamped his foot fiercely.
"It's a disaster, it's a disaster!"
He looked sad.
"You Taoist, why are you hurting others? You..." He pointed at the Taoist priest, trembling for a while, but without saying anything, he slapped his thigh again and ran back to shout.
"Stop! Stop! Stop everyone!!"
In fact, there was no need for him to waste his voice. As early as when the kid was acting up, the Ruan family members gradually hesitated in their movements. When Li Changan nodded and admitted, they suddenly lost their courage and even dropped their sticks in fear.
So the "gods of the house" were immediately liberated, took the opportunity to escape, turned into gray energy, and entered the house again.
Then a strong wind suddenly rose and the courtyard door was locked tightly.
Along with the curses of "turtle son", "mother Xipi" and "rotten bastard", mud, rocks, excrement, water, bricks and tiles rained down on the Ruan family!
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Li Changan rescued a plate of roast chicken and hid neatly under the table. There was an alert man next to him who was imitating the situation. The Taoist glanced sideways and saw that it was Ruan Shiqi.
The boy propped his head up and looked out at his family being beaten to pieces, especially Ruan Yanting, whose face was covered in feces. He laughed, as happy as when he used a wooden stick to beat a ghost.
Li Changan then tore the butt half of the roast chicken to him, and the two of them watched the fun together.
…………
It's a pity that the show didn't last long.
Suddenly there was cheering outside the door.
"Come, come, the master of Wenshu Temple is here!"
This sentence seems to have touched some kind of mechanism.
The "house ghosts" suddenly stopped, and there was no longer a "rain of bullets" in the yard. Only the strange wind was still howling endlessly, as if to tell people in this way that the anger of ghosts and gods has not subsided.
The Ruan family gathered together cautiously.
Under the table, Ruan Qiyi bowed silently to the Taoist priest several times. The Taoist priest nodded clearly, then he grabbed some dirt and smeared it on his body, then got out and quietly blended into the crowd.
And at this moment, the "master" who was being cheered finally appeared on the stage.
He is a "genuine" monk.
Wearing a cassock, with his ring scar permed, his forehead looks like it has been waxed. If you look closely, you can see that his face is white and powdered, and his eyebrows are slender and long. Especially for a monk... Li Changan decided not to comment for the time being. He is a new arrival, so maybe Is this the style of the local monks?
Continue to watch.
The monk walked slowly in the crowd, his steps were neither fast nor slow, and his expression was unimpressed. When he saw the mess in the place, especially Ruan Yanting who was full of filth, he frowned slightly and took out a promise from his arms. The sachet object is wrapped around the wrist and gently covers the nose.
Then a Buddhist chant.
"Obstacle! The true nature of Manjusri Temple is here, how dare you cause trouble?!"
With just a scolding, the strange wind in the courtyard actually stopped.
The Ruan family members were naturally overjoyed, and Ruan Yanting was extremely grateful and poured out his grief.
Monk Xingzhen raised his hand to tell him to stop, and silently moved a few steps away.
"Donor Ruan, wait a moment, the 'House God' is still entrenched, let's see what the poor monk can do!"
After that, he recited the sutra in a low voice, pronouncing the words so quickly that it was difficult to hear clearly. He could only make out a few words "Buddha" and "Bodhisattva" tossed back and forth.
Later, when it was almost too late to even hear "Buddha" clearly, he solemnly took out a... yellow talisman from his arms?
If Li Changan read it correctly, it should be a Ningshen Talisman.
It is usually used by Taoist teachers to help Taoist children get rid of distracting thoughts and restrain their mental aberrations. Of course, this is a serious usage, but there are also informal uses. For example, some rural magicians often use this talisman to start when they sell talisman water or perform illusions.
It is widely spread, cheap and practical, but...can this thing cure ghosts?
While he was doubting, the monk had already lit the yellow talisman, and suddenly a burst of pure spiritual energy passed by, and the distracting thoughts in the Taoist priest's mind immediately disappeared.
That’s right!
A genuine Ningshen Talisman.
And the craftsmanship is excellent.
Can……
"Master's wonderful method! I will obey you and don't dare to do it again."
Li Changan turned around in surprise.
The "gods of the house" actually appeared, bowed their heads, and then turned into gray gas again, gathered into a column of smoke, and rushed out of the courtyard and disappeared.
Li Changan was stunned.
"Amitabha."
The monk Xingzhen is calm and gentle.
"The anger of ghosts and gods has disappeared, and the donor can feel at ease."
…………
Outside the gate of Ruan Mansion facing the street.
Monk Xingzhen was caught by the Ruan family and thanked him profusely.
Then go to the small gate of the side courtyard in the cold alley.
Taoist priest Xuanxiao was thrown out of the threshold with a stick.
He was not angry, but found it funny and weird. You said it was a liar who deceived a fool, but the fool seemed to be deliberately deceived.
Li Changan was too lazy to dig into it, but it was a pity that he had been busy for a long time and didn't even have a single coin for his hard work.
I am thinking about how to make money next.
There was a sudden burst of chaotic footsteps in front of the alley, and a group of big men came towards me with unpleasant expressions.
The Taoist priest turned around and left.
But when I turned around, I saw several strong men blocking the way.
They blocked Li Changan in the middle of the alley. They were all fat, strong, and menacing. Unfortunately, they could not awe anyone with the constant frog singing in their bellies.
Li Changan asked knowingly.
"What do you have to do with your benefactors?"
A leader emerged among the men.
He walked to the Taoist priest with his two flowery arms dangling.
His two dazed eyes looked at the Taoist priest up and down for a while.
Suddenly snorted coldly.
"Taoist priests are actually ghosts, right?"
