Shui Ling looked at the Taoist priest curiously and could tell at a glance that he had been disguised.

The white eyebrows and white beard look like a fairy, but his eyes are very young, so these are just disguises.

Gong Qianyu asked coldly: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The Taoist priest panicked for a moment and then calmed down. After stroking his beard, he pretended to be mature and said: "I am a wandering Taoist. When I came here, I saw the dark sky, which was a sight of many sneaks, so I stayed to help the people get through it." Get through it.”

Shui Ling found it funny and asked, "Then what did the Heavenly Master see?"

The Taoist shook the Buddha dust in his hand and said, "I can see that there are ghosts here. I wonder what happened to the Wang family."

Shui Ling didn't expect that he was capable, so he immediately called out Feng Niang.

When Feng Niang appeared, she was seen by the Taoist priest. He puffed his beard and glared and cursed: "Hey, what kind of monsters are you, raising little devils?"

Shui Ling chuckled and said, "This is not raising a brat, do you understand, but you are quite capable of seeing her."

The Taoist priest squinted his eyes and stared at Shui Ling's eyes carefully, then jumped back suddenly and screamed, "What kind of monster are you? Why do you have a pair of cat eyes?"

Shui Ling blinked and said with a smile: "You can see this, it seems we can have a chat."

The Taoist priest moved a few steps toward the door and said with wandering eyes: "No, no, no, I'm going to see how this family is doing."

Shui Ling called out: "Taoist Master, everything is fine inside. If you want to know the truth, just come with us. Otherwise... I ask you to come with us?"

The Taoist priest looked at Gong Qianyu. He seemed to know Gong Qianyu. He was a little discouraged at the moment, "Okay, I want to see what tricks you can do."

Gong Qianyu glanced at him and walked back with Shuiling in his arms.

Returning to the Hou Mansion, the Taoist priest asked in surprise: "Are you from the Hou Mansion?"

Gong Qianyu replied indifferently: "You already know, why ask falsely."

The Taoist priest touched his nose and said nothing. He didn't dare to run and just followed him.

The three of them came to the front hall first, Shui Ling took back the calligraphy treasure, and Feng Niang also went back to rest.

This way she couldn't see anything again, but it didn't affect her mood.

The Taoist priest stood at the door and watched Gong Qianyu wait for Shui Ling to wash his hands. He whispered, "Who can share eyes with a cat?"

"And that cat looks like a black cat. Black cats are very proud and cannot share their eyes with others..."

Shui Ling listened to his chatter and smiled: "What do you want so much for? Come sit down and have a cup of tea."

"Oh." The Taoist priest walked over and sat down at the table, twitching his nose with wonder in his eyes.

The tea in the teapot is definitely of the highest quality. I have never drunk it myself, but just smelling it makes me feel relaxed and happy.

Gong Qianyu pushed the teapot over and said, "Pour it yourself. Do you still expect me to serve you?"

"No, no, no, I'll do it myself." The Taoist priest quickly poured himself a cup of tea and took a few sips, like a whale swallowing a cow.

When he drank the second cup, he puffed out and started coughing violently.

After finally stopping his coughing, he rolled off the stool again, and finally looked at Gong Qianyu in panic and asked: "Are you the Dark Emperor?"

Gong Qianyu looked at him, "What? I don't look like this emperor?"

"No, no, no..." the Taoist priest began to whisper again, "They say that the Dark Emperor kills without blinking an eye and is moody. Should I use earth escape to escape first?"

Gong Qianyu smiled and said: "If I killed someone without blinking an eye, you would have died a long time ago. Get up, sit down, and answer my wife's questions properly."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The Taoist priest got up and sat down, his whole body like a sculpture, not daring to move.

Shui Ling asked: "What's your name? Where are you from?"

The Taoist priest immediately replied: "My name is Muling. I rescued an old Taoist priest three years ago. He was poisoned by some unknown source and was covered in ulcers."

"I took care of him. Although I couldn't cure him, I didn't let his body be exposed in the wilderness."

"He taught me a lot of knowledge during the past three years, and I relied on this knowledge to tell fortunes and read Feng Shui to make a living."

Shui Ling nodded, "Then why did you go to Wang's house?"

Muling said: "Originally, I said that his daughter would have to wait for a chance to return to normal. I wanted to go see the child who died yesterday."

Shui Ling raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I didn't expect your calculation to be quite accurate. Can you do the calculation for me?"

Mu Ling shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, some people's lives can be counted, but you are all nobles and cannot be counted. Even if it is counted, it is not allowed."

There was no lie in what he said. He really didn't dare to calculate it, as it would shorten his life.

Gong Qianyu asked again: "What are you best at?"

Muleng thought for a moment and said weakly: "Looking at palmistry and saying black is white, does that count as a skill?"

Shui Ling pursed her lips and smiled. Being able to turn black into white is also a skill.

Gong Qianyu shook his head and asked: "Then do you have the ability to send little souls into the bodies of those idiots?"

Mu Ling stared at Gong Qianyu, as if he didn't understand what he said.

Shui Ling explained: "I have many cute little souls here. Putting them into the bodies of those idiots can save a family and give these little souls a home."

Mu Ling stared and asked: "Isn't that... isn't that helping the tyrants to commit evil? Helping others seize their bodies?"

Shui Ling shook his head, "It's different. Those idiots don't have little souls to begin with. Sending one in now is equivalent to the salvation of the little soul and reincarnation. How can it be possible that they are aiding the evildoers?"

"And these little souls of mine are good children. When they grow up, they will be the pillars of the country."

Mu Ling quickly touched his beard, but accidentally pulled it off, revealing a delicate face.

Shui Ling couldn't see it, so Gong Qianyu just glanced at it and said: "You just do as we say, otherwise..."

He shook his fist, and Mu Leng was frightened for a second. He nodded quickly, "I know, I will do as you say, but sending the little soul away is not something I can decide. After all, whether the little soul conforms to the body or not,

It depends on their integration.”

Shui Ling smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about this. There are many little souls here, and there will always be one that suits you. All you have to do is spread the word about your ability to treat dementia."

"But those who come for treatment must be under five years old, not older ones."

"That's... okay." Mu Ling compromised. He felt that if he didn't agree, Gong Qianyu would break his neck.

Shui Ling nodded with satisfaction, "Your disguise needs to be carefully adjusted. Now you don't look like a fairy with great abilities."

Muling's face turned red, "I'm only eighteen, I really can't pretend to be an old man, but if I don't pretend, I can't win people's trust."
Chapter completed!