The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 219 Nine Fingers Ghost Monk
Behind Ji Yeyue stood a puzzled Yang Yan.

It turned out that the girl Yeyue was fidgeting in Su Wanying's office, thinking that although the master Li Changan was insidious and shameless, she seemed to treat her pretty well, and if something happened to him, she would feel very sad.

With this thought in mind, Ji Yeyue left the office, frantically obtained a yellow talisman to ward off evil spirits, a red belt to drive away ghosts, and stole a compass from the door of a noble house to put it on her head. Only then did she pluck up the courage to come back to help her master.

Just happened to meet Yang Yan who was closing the door to go home halfway, so they came back together by the way.

Yang Yan pulled a chair and sat down. Hearing Ji Yeyue talk about the haunted apartment, she couldn't help laughing: "My God, what era is this? Science is so advanced, you two still believe in this?"

Yang Yan smiled and mocked Li Changan: "That's right, you are a Taoist priest. If there were no ghosts in this world, you would have no business."

Li Changan smiled faintly: "Everyone in this world is afraid of ghosts, but they don't know that ghosts are more afraid of people."

He said and shook his head: "Because ghosts are fragile bodies of yin qi, and they are most afraid of human yang qi. In the past, the land was vast and sparsely populated, and there were deserted places where lonely souls and wild ghosts gathered in groups. When you meet a stranger who is alone, you can attack them in groups. But now, the population density is too high. Even in the middle of the night, there are neon lights flashing and cars roaring. , Tens of thousands of ghosts go on tour, and they have to be wiped out by the exuberant yang energy in this world."

Yang Yan curled her lips when she heard this, and said, "It really sounds like that. It would be a waste if you don't write novels."

Li Chang'an smiled slightly: "I haven't finished yet. In this world, besides ghosts, there are also souls and evil spirits. Those are more terrifying things than ghosts. Because of the deep resentment, the power of thought is strong. If they are used by someone with a heart, then It's a monster that is a disaster for the world."

He said with a serious face: "Yang Yan, I never understood why the Yang family would open a small coffee shop in this place, but now it is clear that someone in the Yang family wants to raise ghosts and harm people, so here An apartment building built on a shady lot..."

Yang Yan stopped him: "Wait, what does this apartment building, raising ghosts, have to do with my coffee shop?"

Li Changan pointed out the window and smiled: "Look at the location of your cafe, is it in the east of the apartment building? If we remove all the things between the two buildings, you will find that your cafe just blocks the apartment building The air pocket on the east side, which in Feng Shui is called 'Ban Di Sha'."

What Li Chang'an said made Yang Yan's face turn pale, but he snorted: "The people who arranged this place are not only proficient in raising ghosts, but also know how to use Feng Shui to hold back Yin Qi. It's really too poisonous."

Yang Yan clasped his arms with both hands, feeling a little cold on his body: "Li Chang'an, the more you talk, the more evil you are. Is there really such a bad person in this world?"

Li Changan sneered: "Of course, and I already know who this person is. His name is Yang Jiugui. He is missing a finger on his right hand. He is about forty years old. There is a mole in the corner of his left eye. He used to be a monk..."

Before Li Changan finished speaking, Yang Yan jumped up: "You, you are talking about Uncle Jiu!"

The ninth uncle of the Yang family is one of the few good people in the Yang family in Yang Yan's impression. He really was a monk. Later, he heard that he fell in love with a woman, so he was kicked out of the temple. After returning to the Yang family, he drank every day , who is usually taciturn, but sometimes speaks a few words for those children who are being bullied.

Although this Uncle Jiu was down and out, his status in the Yang family was not low. Yang Yan had been locked up in a small dark room several times, and it was this Uncle Jiu who ordered someone to bring her meals.

"I can work as the store manager in a coffee shop because Uncle Jiu justified it." Yang Yan's face became paler when she said this: "If it's true as you said, Uncle Jiu is raising ghosts, isn't that on purpose? Made me look at the cafe. It's just horrific."

Yang Yan shuddered.

Li Chang'an got up and smiled: "Yang Yan, don't be afraid either. In your ninth uncle's eyes, only ghosts can be used. He probably doesn't have much interest in people from the Yang family."

But Yang Yan was still immersed in a kind of unresolved fear: "Now I suddenly remembered that when I was young, a child from the Yang family secretly called Uncle Jiu, saying that his nickname was 'Jiu. Pointing to the ghost monk... Could it be that Uncle Jiu really likes raising ghosts? It's too scary, too scary."

There was an atmosphere of uneasiness in the apartment building. At this moment, hundreds of miles away, there was a quiet residential house in the suburbs of Jiangning.Yang Dongchen, who hadn't shown his face for a long time, got out of the car. He also wore sunglasses in the middle of the night, but he carried a white cloth bag in his hand. He sneaked out of a dark room and tapped lightly. Wooden door with moss.

The wooden door opened with a creak, but there was no light in the courtyard, insects were chirping and crows were chirping, and there was a green pine standing alone in front of the main entrance of the hall.

Yang Dongchen swallowed, grabbed the white cloth bag and walked in quietly, the wooden door behind him closed with a creak.

There was a gloomy feeling behind Yang Dongchen, he gritted his teeth and went under the pine tree at the entrance of the main room, reached out and groped for a bit, and caught a cold rope, then pulled it lightly.

On the rope, a gloomy bronze bell was rang.

Yang Dongchen stood still and didn't dare to move. It took a long time before he heard a gloomy voice from inside the room: "Which brother from the Yang family is here?"

Yang Dongchen hurriedly bowed: "Ninth Brother, it's me, Dongchen."

The gloomy voice in the room smiled softly: "Brother Dongchen, why do you have time to visit me?"

Yang Dongchen gritted his teeth and knelt down on the ground, and said sadly: "Ninth Brother, I'm here to ask you to help me vent my anger this time, I, I was beaten up outside."

The gloomy man in the room fell silent, and then coughed: "I remember I said, unless the ancestors personally ordered me to do anything about the Yang family's affairs."

Yang Dongchen walked forward on his knees on the ground, carefully put the white cloth bag in his hand in front of the house door, and begged: "Ninth brother, you must help me, I am in a desperate situation this time, the enemy is too powerful , I, I have a small gift here, which is not a tribute."

The white cloth bag placed at the door was dragged into the room by a strange force.

After a while, the gloomy voice said with a little surprise: "It's hard for you, even the living dead babies with the body of nine yins can be found, that's all, tell me, who do you want me to deal with?"

Yang Dongchen breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "The man's name is Li Chang'an, a guy who suddenly appeared in Jiangning, and his identity is very mysterious."

The gloomy person in the room interrupted him politely: "Telling me the name is enough, um, Li Changan, Li Changan... I know."

Yang Dongchen let out a sigh of relief, he knew how powerful this Ninth Brother was, so now Li Changan was doomed.

You must know that every time the nine-fingered ghost monk made a move, the opponents of the Yang family would die miserably, and only in this way could Yang Dongchen breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, Yang Dongchen saw that there was no sound in the house anymore, so he quietly got up and wanted to retreat, everything in this yard was too creepy, if it wasn't for dealing with Li Changan, he wouldn't even want to come here if he was killed.

But just as Yang Dongchen turned around, the gloomy voice came from the room again: "Wait a minute, what? You forgot all my old rules, and you want me to make a move. Besides this gift, you have to leave something behind bring it on."

Yang Dongchen smiled miserably: "How could I have forgotten Brother Jiu's rules, tell me, which piece of me do you want?"

The gloomy voice said lightly: "You have a good life in Haizhou Group, you have a lot of fish and meat every day, and beautiful women are in your arms. When you are drunk and rich, your fingers will itch. Hmph, leave your left thumb alone. This rule cannot be broken.”

Yang Dongchen gritted his teeth and got up, quickly took out a military medical kit, sterilized it, took out the knife, severed his finger, and bandaged it all in one go.

He was also tough, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

The thumb was sent to the door respectfully, Yang Dongchen covered his severed finger, and retreated dripping with sweat.

The dark courtyard fell into silence again, and it took a long time to hear the strange voice coming from the house: "Li Changan, die!"

(End of this chapter)