dead child, ghost carrying coffin

"Fuck, is it so evil?!" Chen Daji was stunned.

"Then Daoist, did you find any ghosts when you went there?!"

The Yiyang old man smiled wryly and shook his head.

"If Pindao can find out the clues, he won't ask the capital for help."

"It also implicated the first Master Ci'an of Daxiong Temple..."

(See Chapter 738 for more details on the above: A bitch with a lot of money)

Everyone chatted for a while, and suddenly three cock crows came from the distance.

The rooster crows, which means that it will be bright tomorrow.

The Yiyang old man was visibly shocked, and then he showed a struggling expression.

After a while, he got up again and poured tea for the three of Hua Jiunan, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged without saying a word.

Although Chen Daji didn't understand the etiquette of tea ceremony, Hua Jiunan and Wang Shushan understood it, and even Chang Baye, who had a strict family education, knew it.

As the saying goes: Fill seventy percent of tea and leave three percent of love.

If it is full at once, it means that the host does not welcome it, which means seeing off the guests.

Wang Shushan stared at the old Yiyang Taoist who closed his eyes and said nothing. He frowned and wanted to ask something, but Hua Jiu couldn't stop him with his eyes.

He got up and performed a Taoist standard etiquette.

"Blessings are boundless."

"I've been bothering the viewer for a long time, and now it's time to say goodbye."

"I don't know if the temple master has other orders?"

Hearing these words, the struggling look on the face of the old Yiyang Taoist became more intense, and he said coldly after a while: "It's nothing!"

Hua Jiu couldn't say more, and pulled Wang Shushan who was full of surprise, and walked out.

When he arrived outside the hidden palace, Chen Daji groaned, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong with the Daoist inside? He was fine when he first came here, but suddenly he went crazy."

"We've come all the way, and it's not like we're staying at home... It's okay to have a meal!"

"Impolite, nonsense..."

A fool can see the problem, of course Hua Jiunan and Wang Shushan are better at it.

Wang Shushan was angry with the scholar, and just wanted to express his doubts, but was preempted by Hua Jiunan.

"Brother, don't talk too much, let's talk when we go back!"

What a few "people" didn't notice was that when they turned to leave, the phantom of the Yiyang old Taoist appeared above the Sansheng Palace, waving at several people together with the Taoist who greeted them.

That way there is nostalgia, reluctance, and deep unwillingness...

After finding a hotel to check in and entering his room, Wang Shushan finally couldn't hold back.

"Junior Brother Hua, don't you notice that Daoist Brother Yiyang is suddenly a little strange?!"

Hua Jiunan nodded slightly.

"I didn't realize it at first, but after the rooster crowed, I realized that he was no longer human..."

Chang Baye nodded again and again.

"Uh-huh!"

"Just, that Daoist just now was cold and cold, and...he didn't have any scent of incense on his body, it was full of rotten stench, so smoked that we couldn't lift our heads..."

Chen Daji was stunned.

"Fuck!"

"Baye, you saw something wrong, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Ba Ye Chang let out a snort and lowered his head.

"We, we dare not, afraid, afraid of being beaten in someone's house..."

The hidden table in the book:

People who worship immortals and Buddhas for a long time will be contaminated with a strong scent of incense.

This is what is often referred to as "spiritual energy" by ordinary people.

Not just monks and priests, any practitioner has his own unique "Qi".

For example, the murderous spirit of military strategists, the scholarly spirit of Confucianism, and so on.

And the old Yiyang Taoist just now has lost all the scent of incense since the cock crowed, replaced by a cold and dead breath.

That is, the rotten breath in the mouth of Chang Baye...

Except for Chen Daji, other "people" have noticed this.

It's just that Hua Jiu couldn't stop it, so Wang Shushan didn't say it.

"Boss, so that Taoist just now is dead? Is it a ghost?!"

Hua Jiunan shook his head lightly.

"If it's a ghost, how can you hide it from my eyes... It shouldn't be a ghost, but it's not a human being, let alone a god or fairy..."

"Because it's strange, I didn't let Senior Brother Shushan tell me just now."

"It seems that this incident must involve a lot of things beyond our knowledge..."

Chen Daji was even more confused, scratching his bald head and muttering to himself.

"It's not a human, it's a ghost, it's not a god... What is that? It's not like that?!"

After discussing for a while, they still couldn't figure it out. In the end, Hua Jiunan decided to take a break and go to the school where the accident happened in the evening.