Taboos in the Underworld: Starting from being paid a lot of money to beg for a child

"He agreed."

Uncle Master said happily.

The master nodded and sat on the sofa again.

He picked up the tea beside him and took a sip, crossing his legs leisurely.

He was as carefree as a leisurely old man, not caring about what tricks Azan would play.

The Azan said a few words to his uncle. The uncle turned to the master and said:

"He said this is a unique secret technique that is not convenient for use in front of experts, so he needs me to enter the room alone with him or you to avoid it."

The master looked at the five big men lying on the ground and said:

"Understood, then you can go to the room alone."

The Azan and his uncle each carried two Gumantong containers into a small room on the second floor. My senior sister and I walked to the master and sat down.

The senior sister said: "Master, you are so awesome!"

"You are also very awesome. Give the person who speaks Chinese a slap, and give Azan that magical weapon a slap."

Master said with a smile.

Senior sister also smiled and said to me:

"I just care about the cows. If I didn't have my junior brother here, I would probably still suffer a loss. Oh, who told me to be born so small, and she is still a girl."

Master nodded, looked at the two of us and said, "You are all great, Master is very pleased."

This was the first time that Master praised us so directly, which made us a little uncomfortable.

I looked at the few people who had fainted on the ground and asked:

"Master, when will these people wake up?"

Master looked at the clock on the wall and said:

"These people's Yin Qi has invaded their bodies too much and needs talisman to dissolve it. I have asked your uncle to finish selling the house and car tomorrow morning. We will leave here on the afternoon flight."

"What a pity. I like this place so much that I didn't even have a good time. Junior brother, can you come with me next time?"

The senior sister muttered, then her face darkened, her sadness was palpable, and she thought of her master's divine punishment.

I didn't answer Senior Sister's words, I just nodded slightly.

The junior wife also became normal. She sat next to the senior sister and said:

"Jingjing, I think you and your junior brother are a good match, how about..."

The master interrupted his wife and said:

"Okay, let's go to Bangkok tomorrow afternoon. I have to meet someone. We will stay in Bangkok for a few days and you can have fun. Then we will go back to China."

"Going back to Taoist Temple?"

I asked quickly.

I heard from Master that he would never come back. I thought Master wanted to spend March [-]rd in Thailand.

I didn’t expect Master to return to China.

The master shook his head and said:

"No, go back to my hometown in Hunan."

Next, Master appeared and explained the incident to us. He said that this Azan was just a very ordinary Azan in Thailand.

In fact, there are many people in Thailand who deal with ghosts, and many of them are very capable.

So don’t offend the insiders here unless absolutely necessary.

He also told us that Master could actually forcibly transform those little ghosts into haunting ghosts and directly attach themselves to the four Thai people.

This can solve the uncle's problem very directly.

However, this method is the same as Azan's Gumantong. It needs to be solved by the person himself, and ordinary mages are completely helpless.

It's just that he doesn't have much time. If he leaves with his ghost, then these people will be completely finished.

So he didn't do it.

Master tells us that as a human being, we must keep a thin line, no matter how big the hatred is.

Never push someone to death unless absolutely necessary.

There is no eternal hatred in this world, only unsolvable knots.

Many people live unhappy lives because of knots in their hearts. He also said:

"You must remember that wealth, health, desire, hatred, emotions, and even feelings are all illusory."

"Then the relationship between you and the teacher's wife is also illusory?" I asked seriously.

Master nodded and said to me:

"We have our own missions and responsibilities at every stage of life. Just like you, your current mission is to change your life. For you before and for you in the future, this life-changing is illusory. It's just that. Now that you have reached the point where you need to change your life, you will come to me to change your life. After this stage, whether you have succeeded or failed in changing your life has become a thing of the past. From now on, you will not need to do this again. I'm still worried about this matter. So, no matter what, it will become the past. Every choice we make, as long as we make it right, we will not regret it."

I nodded in understanding and continued to ask:

"Then how do you know you're on the right track?"

Master pointed to his heart and said:

"There is no absolute right or wrong in this world. For me, if you follow this path, you are still right if you are wrong. If you don't follow this path, you are also right."

"Then those big bad guys who violate disciplines are also right to follow their own hearts and do bad things?"

This time it was the senior sister who asked the question.

The master shook his head again and said:

"This is conscience. Those who do bad things do not follow their hearts, but follow their own selfish desires. This starting point is already against one's original intention."

After the master finished speaking, he looked at his wife with a smile, and his wife also looked at the master with a smile, her eyes full of appreciation and warmth.

After listening to Master's words, I seemed to have a clear idea of ​​how to proceed in the future.

I even feel that it is no longer important whether one’s life is changed or not, nor is it important whether one’s life is long or short.

The important thing is that I have to take the right path at each stage.

I think only this kind of life is a valuable life.

It was already four hours later when Uncle Master and that Azan came out.

When he came out, Azan's head was covered with sweat and his face was very pale.

He seemed to have transferred the contractual ties of the four Gumantongs to himself.

Since this is okay, this is what he was originally doing, and it is only a matter of time before he gets rid of the backlash of these Gumantong.

However, his life may not be so easy in the future.

This is also what you deserve.

After Azan came out, he asked Master if he could wake them all up.

The master took out five red talismans, made five bowls of talisman water on the coffee table and said:

"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, feed them this and they will be fine. But before that, I have to wrong you a little."

The Azan nodded to express understanding and said thank you.

Next, my uncle and I tied the Azan's hands behind his back to a chair. The Azan did not resist.

Because he knew that in front of this old Chinese Taoist priest.

All his defiance and cleverness were in vain.

The next morning, my uncle completed all the transfer procedures. Instead of inviting anyone to his home, he signed a contract at an agency and collected the money.

At noon, we packed up and left Chiang Mai.

Before leaving, Master lit two pieces of incense and hung them on the rope that tied Azan.

After the incense is burned, the rope will be burned.

Azan could use Talisman Water to revive others, and at that time, we were already on the plane to Bangkok.

When we arrived in Bangkok, Master took us to meet a person.

It was the Chinese guy he was looking for when he was in Bangkok before.

This man is an old friend of the Master. He is doing some Buddhist amulet business in Bangkok.

But he only makes genuine products. Genuine products are almost a kind of belief and have nothing to do with imps.

That time, through his connections, he led the master to a place specializing in refining Gumantong.

Master learned a lot about Gumantong there, so he was able to deduce a set of methods to control the little ghosts in Gumantong so quickly.

This also explains why the master has to make a trip to Bangkok even though he has divined that his uncle is in danger.

Because without this trip, Master would not be able to do the following things.

After staying in Bangkok for a few days, Master was very cooperative and allowed us to take us around.

We went to many famous local temples and experienced a lot of local customs in Thailand.

Master even persuaded us to do a horse killing chicken.

During those days, Master seemed to be having a lot of fun.

I just don’t know whether he is doing this deliberately to show us, or whether he is happy from the bottom of his heart.

But it doesn't matter.

When I returned to Hunan, there was only half a month left before March [-]rd.

Master took us back to his hometown.

He didn’t tell anyone and I didn’t tell my family.

On this trip, we just want to spend this half month quietly with Master.

After my uncle returned to China, he returned to Guangdong. His wife and children were there, and he could live a peaceful life.

The house in Master's hometown is a very ordinary tiled house with two floors. The upper floor is made of wooden boards and the lower floor is made of adobe bricks.

Master told us that he has lived in this place for more than 50 years.

Later, because of his affair with his wife, he was opposed by his seniors and old friends in the industry, so he left here and went to Guangdong.

Coming back this time can be regarded as a return to roots.

It was raining lightly that day when I returned to my hometown, and the lock on the main door was rusted to death.

I found a stone and smashed it open for a long time.

The moment Master opened the door, a strong bolt of lightning suddenly flashed from the sky.

The master looked up at the sky covered with dark clouds and murmured to himself:

"Haha, can't you wait for half a month?"