"Holy shit, is this so evil?!" Chen Daji was stunned when he heard this.
"Then, Taoist, did you find any ghosts when you went there?!"
The old Taoist Yiyang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"If Pindao could find out the clues, he wouldn't ask the capital for help."
"This also implicated Master Ci'an, the first master of Daxiong Temple..."
(For more details, please see Chapter 738: Bitch has a lot of money)
Everyone talked for a while, and suddenly three roosters crowed in the distance.
The rooster crows, which means tomorrow is about to dawn.
The old Taoist Yiyang was visibly shaken, and then he looked like he was struggling.
After a while, he stood up again and poured tea for Hua Jiunan and the other three, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in silence.
Although Chen Daji didn't understand the tea ceremony etiquette, Hua Jiunan and Wang Shushan understood it, and even Chang Baye, who had a strict family education, knew it.
As the saying goes: when you pour 70% of the tea, the remaining 30% of love will remain.
If the food is filled all at once, it means that the host is not welcoming and it means seeing off the guests.
Wang Shushan stared at the old Taoist Yiyang who had his eyes closed and said nothing. He frowned and was about to ask something, but Hua Jiu couldn't stop him with his eyes.
He stood up and performed standard Taoist etiquette.
"Blessings are immeasurable."
"I have been disturbing the audience for a long time, and now it is time to say goodbye."
"I wonder if the temple master has any other instructions?"
After hearing this, the expression of struggle on Old Taoist Yiyang's face became more intense, and after a moment he said coldly: "Nothing!"
Hua Jiunan didn't say anything more, and pulled Wang Shushan, who was full of surprise, out.
Arriving outside the Hidden Palace, Chen Daji groaned and spoke, his tone full of dissatisfaction.
"What happened to the Taoist master inside? He was fine when he first came here, but suddenly he went crazy."
"We have come all the way here, and they didn't ask us to stay at home...it's okay to take care of the food!"
"Not polite, just messing around..."
Even a fool can see the problem, and Hua Jiunan and Wang Shushan can certainly do it better.
Wang Shushan was angry with his book business. He was about to express his doubts, but Hua Jiunan preempted him.
"Senior brother, don't talk too much. Let's talk about it when we get back!"
What the "people" didn't notice was that the moment they turned to leave, the shadow of Yiyang Taoist appeared above the Sansheng Palace, and together with the Taoist who greeted them, he kept waving to them.
There is nostalgia, reluctance, and a deep sense of unwillingness...
After finding a hotel and entering his room, Wang Shushan finally couldn't hold himself back.
"Junior Brother Hua, haven't you noticed that Brother Yiyang is suddenly a little strange?!"
Hua Jiunan nodded gently.
"I didn't notice it at first, but I didn't realize until the rooster crowed that he was no longer a human being..."
Chang Baye nodded again and again.
"Uh-huh!"
"Just now, the Taoist priest just now was cold and cold, and... he didn't have any scent of incense on his body. It was full of rotten stench. It was so smoky that I couldn't even lift my head..."
Chen Daji was stunned.
"Fuck!"
"Master Ba, you saw something was wrong, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
Chang Baye groaned and lowered his head.
"We, we don't dare, we're afraid, we're afraid of being beaten in other people's homes..."
Hidden table in the book:
People who worship immortals and Buddha for a long time will have a strong smell of incense on their bodies.
This is what ordinary people often call "spiritual energy".
Not just monks and Taoists, but all practitioners have their own unique "Qi".
For example, the murderous spirit of military strategists, the bookish spirit of Confucianism, etc.
Since the rooster crows, the Yiyang Taoist just now has lost all his fragrant scent, and has been replaced by a cold, deathly aura.
That's the rotten smell in Chang Baye's mouth...
Except for Chen Daji, all the other "people" noticed this.
It was just that Hua Jiu could not stop it, so Wang Shushan did not say anything.
"Boss, does that mean that the Taoist priest just now is dead? Is he a ghost?!"
Hua Jiunan shook his head gently.
"If it is a ghost, how can it be hidden from my eyes... It should not be a ghost, but it is not a human being, let alone a god or immortal..."
"Just because it was strange, I didn't let Senior Brother Shushan tell me just now."
"It seems that this incident must involve many things beyond our knowledge..."
Chen Daji became even more confused after hearing this, scratching his bald head and muttering to himself.
"It's not a human, it's not a ghost, it's not a god...what is that? It doesn't look like anything?!"
Several people discussed for a while but still had no clue. Finally, Hua Jiunan decided to take a break and wait until evening to go to the school where the accident happened.