"That's probably what happened..."
The servant of the Zhao family talked for a full hour before telling the whole story clearly. He was so thirsty that he drank all the water in the bowl in front of him.
"Oh, I see……"
Nan Er nodded. He subconsciously glanced sideways at Xia Zhichan, who was sitting next to him and just eating. Seeing that the other party had no response, he could only answer it by himself.
Xia Zhichan put down his chopsticks. He completely ignored Nan Er's look for help and reached out to ask the waiter for a pot of tea.
call--
Gently blowing on the tea leaves floating on the tea bowl, I watched the hot white mist blow away, and then slowly gather again after a while.
After taking a slight sip, the fragrant and slightly bitter tea washed away the remaining taste in the mouth. After swallowing the tea, I slowly felt a hint of sweetness.
Yes, this tea is really good.
"Two immortals, you have eaten this meal and the matter has been explained clearly. Can you..."
The servant bowed and said:
"Can you exorcise ghosts and catch demons for my master? As long as the demon can be removed, my master is willing to pay 30,000 yuan to thank you two..."
"Well……"
Nan Er was a little embarrassed. He glanced at Xia Zhichan several times. Seeing that the other party still ignored him, he simply stretched out his feet under the table and kicked the stool where the other party was sitting.
"The tea is still very good..."
Xia Zhichan put down the tea cup, turned his head to look at the servant, and asked:
"Is your Zhao family far from here? In what direction is it roughly?"
"It's not far, not too far, just two blocks away. After leaving this store, turn left onto Cross Street, and then walk one block east. The largest house you see is our Zhao family."
The servant identified the direction, and then pointed out the location of his home.
"Well, let's go then. There's no need for a reward. A person born in this world can't use that much money."
The servant was overjoyed. He quickly took out the money to pay for the meal, and then led Xia Zhichan and the others to the Zhao family residence.
…
"I thought you wouldn't come, it almost made me unable to step down..."
Nan Er smiled sheepishly at Xia Zhichan, scratched his head and said.
"Don't let it happen again..."
Xia Zhichan didn't blame him, she just said it in a tone that was not an example for others.
"Okay, okay, I won't do it next time..."
Nan Er originally agreed wholeheartedly, but then he thought about it and felt something was wrong, so he lowered his voice and asked:
"But don't you usually take it as your duty to subjugate demons? This time, people have come to you for begging, why didn't you agree..."
Nan Er still remembers that when the river was foggy and foggy, Xia Zhichan drifted away alone, saying that their lineage did not seek immortality or worship Buddha, but practiced all the way to conquer demons.
He still clearly remembers the figure that disappeared into the river mist.
"There are demons and ghosts doing evil in this world, and naturally there are also people who use the name of demons and ghosts to do evil..."
Xia Zhichan raised his head and glanced at the sky. Occasionally, there were a few migratory birds flying over the blue sky and white clouds. Although it was already autumn, the sunlight shining down at this time still gave people a warm and comfortable feeling:
"I took a look before entering the town. There is no evil spirit here. There shouldn't be any evil spirits causing trouble."
"Oh? That means this place cannot be haunted..."
Nan Er can be regarded as red when he is close to red and black when he is close to ink. During these days of traveling with Xia Zhichan, his knowledge of demons and ghosts has also increased a lot.
"Someone must be pretending to be a ghost."
Xia Zhichan stopped and arrived at the door of the Zhao family mansion.
The Zhao family is the richest man in the local area, and Mr. Zhao is a philanthropic person. During festivals or in years of famine, he will always give away some clothes, money and food to the poor, and he will also set up porridge shacks to give alms to beggars.
But what is the saying? The richer you are, the richer you are; the less money you have, the less money you have.
It may also be the reason why the Zhao family does more good deeds. The family business is getting better year by year. It obviously costs a lot of money to give up food and clothes every year, but this money can never be spent.
Mr. Zhao is now in his forties. He has a beautiful wife, a beautiful concubine, a son and a daughter. He has a fortune and hundreds of hectares of fertile land. He is truly a winner in life.
Unfortunately, most of the family's business has now been handed over to his son, causing Master Zhao to do business abroad all year round. Now something evil has happened in the family, and Master Zhao has fallen ill.
For a time, the backbone of the family was gone, and everyone in the family was in panic.
"Chang Immortal, this is our Zhao family."
"Um."
Xia Zhichan just nodded. He had already reached the door and could not feel a trace of evil spirit, which meant that there would definitely be no evil spirits causing trouble here.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly felt a squirming movement on my left sleeve, and something came out.
A black shadow fell to the ground.
She twitched her little ears, stretched her paws forward, yawned widely, and then took several steps forward with light steps.
All the way to the steps of the Zhao family gate.
Meow~
The black cat squatted down, raised its right paw with the pink flesh ball and licked it gently, and its black tail curled and swayed gently behind it.
"Chief Immortal, what are you..."
Xia Zhichan felt a little incredible. He stared at the black cat for a while, and then stared at Nan Er for a while. He couldn't say anything for a long time.
"Look what I'm doing, where did you get this cat?"
Nan Er looked at the interaction between the man and the cat with a puzzled expression.
"This is really... a mistake."
Xia Zhichan strode over and held the black cat in his arms. He gently stroked the black cat's chin, making the latter purr.
"There is 'that' here...right?"
"Meow~"
The cat meowed softly almost at the same time that Xia Zhichan asked the question. At the same time, its front paws scratched Xia Zhichan's fingers a few times, looking at her as if she was saying "right, right."
"I see……"
Xia Zhichan gently stroked the black cat in her arms, and looked up and down at the high-gate courtyard in front of her with amusing eyes. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It was so difficult to find a way out of the doubts, but there was another village full of bright flowers on the willow bank.
At this moment, the servant who went in to report led a man dressed as a butler out.
"Which one of you can conquer demons?"
The butler spoke very rudely. He stood on the doorstep and looked at Xia Zhichan and Xia Zhichan with a arrogant look.
Xia Zhichan frowned and said nothing.
Nan Er took two steps forward and stood side by side with Xia Zhichan, holding his hands on his shoulders and holding the long knife in his right hand.
Both of them have a typical temperament of being soft-hearted rather than tough-minded.
"Second Butler, this immortal can catch monsters..."
The servant bent down and stretched out his hand to gesture in Xia Zhichan's direction, then lowered his voice in the butler's ear and continued:
"Besides, the Immortal has said that there will be no reward. Second Butler, I think it's better to be a living doctor than a dead horse. Let him give it a try."
"Fine……"
The housekeeper curled his lips and looked Xia Zhichan up and down again. No matter how he looked at the young man in front of him, he didn't look like a warlock who could subjugate demons. Instead, he looked like a rich young man traveling around the world:
"Anyway, we don't have two more mouths to eat at home."
"You first arrange for them to stay in the wing room in the west courtyard, and I will report to the old lady..." This was said to the servant who brought Xia Zhichan and the others here, and the servant quickly nodded in agreement.
After the housekeeper finished speaking, he went back without even giving Xia Zhichan a good look.
"Tsk, what a big rack..."
Nan Er was dumbfounded, he just couldn't see how some people were arrogant, especially people who had no ability but pretended to be powerful and powerful.
"It is said that dogs look down on people, and I learned the lesson today..."
He turned around and wanted to leave, thinking that since Xia Zhichan said that this place was not haunted, there was no need for the two of them to suffer this anger here.
As soon as he took a step, he felt someone grabbing the collar on the back of his neck.
Although Xia Zhichan was also angry, for the sake of the black cat's warning that there was definitely what he was looking for here, he gritted his teeth and accepted it.
"return……"
"Didn't you say that there are no demons and ghosts doing evil here? Then why are we still here to suffer..."
"I can't explain it in one sentence or two. I'll explain it to you slowly later."
Xia Zhichan let go of his hand and walked into the Zhao family compound with the black cat in his arms. Nan Er could only reluctantly follow him in.
"Don't blame the two immortals. Our second housekeeper has met countless charlatans these days who claim to be able to conquer demons, so when I saw you two, I felt a little uncomfortable."
The servant was a kind-hearted person. While explaining to Xia Zhichan, he led the two of them to the wing in the west courtyard:
"Of course you two are definitely not those charlatans who only know how to cheat."
"Zhao Si, where is that place over there?"
Xia Zhichan actually didn't care what the servant Zhao Si was saying. He only noticed that the black cat in his arms kept looking in the same direction and scratched his sleeves with his little paws.
"That's the back house over there. Under normal circumstances, you're not allowed to enter at will."
Zhao Si arranged a room for Xia Zhichan and Nan Er, asked them to take a rest, and walked out of the west courtyard.
But at this moment, I suddenly heard a cry of joy coming from the Zhao family's gate.
"The eldest young master is back. It's the eldest young master. He's back..."
At the gate of the Zhao family, the young Master Zhao got off his horse. A servant on the side quickly took the reins of the horse and led the horse away.
Zhao Bin, the eldest son of the Zhao family, was wearing a white robe with cloud patterns, and his whole person exuded a kind atmosphere. Although he is a son of a wealthy family, he is not arrogant at all and is very elegant and easy-going.
He did not enter in a hurry, but walked to a carriage behind him, bowed and saluted:
"Master Dao, please get out of the car."
"Um."
Only a nasal sound came from the carriage.
Then the curtain in front of the carriage was opened by an old wrinkled hand, and an old Taoist wearing a blue Tai Chi robe walked out.
"Come, Master Dao, please come."
Zhao Bin, the son of the Zhao family, personally helped Lao Dao out of the carriage and seemed to have great faith in Lao Dao.
The old Taoist seemed to be in his sixties, with gray hair, a Taoist crown, a blue Taoist robe embroidered with Bagua Tai Chi, and water socks and cloud shoes. He held a white whisk in his hand and a mahogany sword on his back.
"Ah, Mr. Zhao, why is your family's courtyard so evil?"
"well……"
Mr. Zhao sighed, thinking that sooner or later this matter would not be hidden from him. He originally thought of inviting the Taoist master to his home first, and then slowly talk about the haunted house, but he didn't expect that he would see it as soon as he arrived at the door. .
"Master Taoist, let me tell you to tell you the truth, demons and ghosts are running rampant in our house these days. We also invited Zen masters and Taoists from the surrounding areas to subjugate the demons, but they were not able to subdue them."
"This demon is really powerful. It can have such a demonic aura during the day, so ordinary people with shallow cultivation will naturally not be able to defeat it."
The old Taoist stroked his gray beard, squinting his eyes and looking up and down.
"But don't worry, with the poor Taoist Qi Siniu here, all monsters and monsters can be subdued."
"Thank you, Master Dao. Please come quickly."
Mr. Zhao led Lao Dao in personally. He originally wanted to take Lao Dao to the east courtyard to drink tea first, and then ask Lao Dao to treat his father and help him get rid of the evil spirits in the backyard.
Unexpectedly, the old man did not go to the east courtyard, but came to the west courtyard.
"Master Dao, this is..."
"Master Zhao, you don't have to worry about it. I will get rid of the evil spirits for you today."
After speaking, the old Taoist threw the fly whisk to the little Taoist boy who had been following him, then took off the peach wood sword from his back and held it in his hand.
He took out several yellow paper charms from his arms with his left hand, and raised a peach wood sword with his right hand.
"Hey! Monster, let me see where you are running!"
With that said, he kicked open the door and rushed in.
The room he entered was exactly the house where Xia Zhichan lived.
Immediately afterwards, I heard several bangs and bangs coming from the house, followed by the constant screams of the old man.
That sound was really miserable.
The people outside the room looked at each other, at a loss for a moment.
And inside the house.
Nan Er pushed Lao Dao to the ground with his backhand. He knocked Lao Dao down without even pulling out the knife.
Of course, the old man really shocked the two of them when he first rushed in. Nan Er took action out of instinct, and then naturally he didn't hold back, so...
The old man has a front tooth that... flies farther.
Xia Zhichan saw that he was an old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes, so he squatted next to him with a curious look on his face and asked:
"Who are you and what are you here for?"
The old man groaned several times, finally regaining his composure, and said intermittently with his leaky mouth:
"I am poor... angry... dead... bull..."
