In the dining hall, Jiu Shu, Si Mu, and Liao Wenjie were having breakfast. The latter had changed into a mandarin jacket, and his front and back looked ordinary.

Because of the special nature of Yizhuang, many people will store their coffins here before they find a geomantic treasure or an auspicious day. If the employer is not in the mood to take care of it, Uncle Jiu will contract for a one-stop service after death, from carrying the coffin to digging the grave.

Every time there is a funeral ceremony, a lot of workers are hired.

Therefore, despite the small size of Yi Zhuang, the dining hall is very spacious, with two long tables alone.

"Ajie, you're a foreigner, what are you doing in a remote place like Renjiazhuang?"

"Renjiazhuang is so prosperous and more than ten times richer than many towns I've been to. It can't be considered a remote place, right?"

Liao Wenjie asked back, knowing that Uncle Jiu was telling a story, so he made up: "I used to be a child of a wealthy family, and I liked to learn martial arts from them since I was a child. My father saw that I was hanging out with a bunch of rough guys all day long, so he spent money to send me to study abroad.

I never thought... I won't mention this world-breaking situation, but I'll be back after only a few years of study."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu was deeply touched and sighed. At the same time, most of the doubts in his heart were reduced.

The poor are poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Children from ordinary families cannot learn martial arts. If the family is in decline, it would make sense.

"I had no way of redressing my father's grievance, so I sold my last bit of property out of frustration. Now I have a home all over the world, and I have seen the great mountains and rivers of my motherland. I feel free and happy alone."

Liao Wenjie said: "To be honest, in addition to practicing martial arts, I have also learned some Taoist techniques, and I am barely half a Taoist priest."

"how do I say this?"

"When I was young, a Taoist priest came to my door. The man stalked my father, saying that I was destined to be a Taoist and that I was born with Taoism. If I didn't learn Taoism, it would be a waste of resources. He insisted on accepting me as his disciple."

Liao Wenjie showed a faint smile in memory of the past at the right time: "My father only has one child, and he hopes that I will inherit the ancestral legacy and carry it forward in the future. Naturally, he refuses to let me learn Taoism. He pushed and shoved me, and asked the servants to drive the Taoist priest out of the house...

"

"The Taoist priest was not angry either. Before he left, he threw down two books and said that destiny was determined and irreversible. He also said that my father could block it for a while, but could not block it for a while. Then he laughed three times and disappeared."

"My father was frightened, so he put away the two Taoist books and gave them to me when I could read."

"Ajie, what are those two Taoist books?"

Taoist Simu was so addicted to listening to the story that he even forgot to eat the piece of cake in his hand.

"Junior brother!"

Uncle Jiu glared at the four-eyed Taoist with dissatisfaction: "Shut up and eat. The sect of the disciples is the most disciplined. This is a taboo. How can you ask questions!"

"It's okay. I've never been a disciple. There's no such thing as a disciple. It doesn't matter."

Liao Wenjie smoothed things over and said, "One is the [Godly Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth], a mantra for self-defense and evil, and the other is unnamed and contains nine-character mantras four vertically and five horizontally. They are both ordinary Taoist books, and there is nothing to be taboo about."

of."

It's quite ordinary.

Taoist Simu shrugged after hearing this and lost interest in asking further questions.

"Ajie, practicing Taoism is not that simple. You have only read two basic Taoist books. You cannot call yourself a Taoist priest."

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said with a hint: "However, if you are devoted to the Tao, I can introduce you to a powerful master."

This powerful master was none other than Uncle Jiu himself. He wanted to save his face and refused to tell the truth. He planned to go around a few times before accepting Liao Wenjie.

Hearing that Liao Wenjie was alone, Uncle Jiu had an idea. Among his two apprentices, one had mediocre qualifications and the other was unwilling to be left alone. He was afraid that after a hundred years, Yi Zhuang would be abandoned.

"Do I have to find a master? I think practicing Taoism is quite simple!"

Liao Wenjie had a new look on his face: "That nine-character mantra has four vertical and five horizontal lines. I could understand it at a glance, and I developed telekinesis the first time... Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

"Hahaha, Ajie, you know how to talk big... Damn it, what kind of monster are you!?"

When Taoist Simu heard this, he almost burst out laughing and pointed at his forehead. When he looked at Liao Wenjie again, he burst out laughing.

Liao Wenjie didn't explain, and the power of thought that had converged into Hunyuan's body spread out and turned into the light bulb in Leon's mouth again.

"Aba Aba..."

Taoist Simu's eyes widened with envy, he grabbed Uncle Jiu's arm and shook it: "This, this, senior brother, look at him...Senior brother, please speak!"

"Born with Taoism, there really are such geniuses in the world!"

Uncle Jiu pointed at his forehead and saw clearly Liao Wenjie's bones. He was immediately stunned and muttered to himself.

Psychokinesis is not bad, the key is qualifications.

Uncle Jiu felt that the Taoist Liao Wenjie said was wrong. He had such qualifications and did not learn Taoism. Not only was he wasting natural resources, it was simply a heinous crime.

By this time, his intention to accept a disciple had faded away. He did not dare to teach this disciple, nor could he afford to teach him, for fear that his lack of skills would mislead others and turn geniuses into mediocre people.

Seeing the silence between the two of them, Liao Wenjie scratched his head and said cautiously: "I'm ashamed to say it. I think it's okay. What do you think?"

"..."x2

You've gone too far!

"By the way, I learned a Taoist technique a long time ago. I just figured it out by myself. I still haven't figured it out yet. You two can help me find out what it means."

As Liao Wenjie spoke, he waved his hand in front of the two of them, then grabbed two copper coins with his backhand and handed them over to each of them.

"Money can drive out ghosts."

"Wealth can lead to the gods!"

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Four Eyes looked at the copper coins in their hands. The former had a higher level of Taoism and could see through the reality at a glance. He said in surprise: "Innate copper coins can be used to defeat ghosts with half the effort. Ajie, how did you practice this Taoist skill?"

"What does the innate copper coin mean?"

"Do not fall into the world of mortals, do not touch fireworks, and... they are not coins for human use!"

Uncle Jiu explained that he had a magical weapon, the 'Money Sword', which could not only catch ghosts and subjugate demons, but also hang on the door to ward off evil spirits. It was made with copper coins and red thread, and was woven on the eighth day of the lunar calendar every year or the Three Yuan Day.

After weaving the copper coins, we offer incense during the day and collect moonlight essence at night. It is not easy to refine a finished product.

Looking into the reason, it is simply that these copper coins were acquired and were too deeply tainted with the secular world. Even the newly minted copper coins were intended to be used as currency for circulation. They were born to be secular things and were not desirable.

It is not possible to make copper coins by yourself. The deficiencies in nature will be filled in the day after tomorrow. After working for a long time, it is better to use ready-made coins to save trouble.

The copper coins that Liao Wenjie took out were different. Innate things had their own spiritual energy, which was far from being comparable to those that could only be filled in after acquired deficiencies.

"Ajie, how much of this kind of copper coin can you afford?"

"Uncle Jiu means..."

"How many there are, I want them all!"

Jiu Shuhao was filled with anger and slapped his hand on the table: "Don't worry, I won't take it for free. I'll exchange it with you for real gold and silver. If that doesn't work, I still have Taoist talismans and other magic tools in the house. You can choose whatever you want."

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"And me. I'm not as rich as my senior brother. One hundred and eight coins are enough." Taoist Simu followed.

"It's easy to say. Although my Tao skills are average, I can still supply the two of you more than enough."

Liao Wenjie turned his hand and slapped it on the table, muttering something in his mouth, but within a moment, copper coins were spread all over the table, holding his palm up high.

Crash---

The copper coins fell to the ground like golden rain, rolling everywhere, but Liao Wenjie had no intention of stopping.

Uncle Jiu: "..."

He didn't say anything, but there was more and more cold sweat on his forehead.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid your little wealth is not enough."
Chapter completed!