Director Ma meets a ghost

The Sanqing Palace is located on a high place, and the extremely elegant glazed tiles are laid along the courtyard wall. There is a huge smoke stove in front of the two stone statues, and the soot inside is about to spread to the edge of the cauldron stove. stucco.

Director Ma and Feng Yi entered through the mountain gate, and the two rows of lanterns on the left and right lit up with warm light, and the rain dripped down the tiles, and the momentum gradually diminished, giving it an ancient charm.

The doors of the surrounding rooms were tightly closed, and there was no one on the way. When they arrived at the main hall, there was a Taoist boy cleaning the night watch.The child was not surprised to see the two drowned chickens, he just supported the broom and said, "The Taoist priest has rested, please come back tomorrow, both of you."

Director Ma stepped forward and said, "Little Taoist priest, is there any room available in this temple?"

Daotong glanced at him, stood the broom at the foot of the door, patted the dust off his body, and said, "Come with me."

The shelf is really not small.

Director Ma and the two followed him to the backyard. This may be the guest room area specially prepared for pilgrims. It is obviously more lively than the front yard. You can see that the lights in a few windows are still on, and there are chatter and jokes playing cards from inside from time to time. Voice.

The child took out one of the keys from a bunch of keys and opened the door. The layout inside was like a small country hotel with extremely simple facilities. A narrow wooden bed almost occupied the entire room.

"One thousand eighty-one nights, without breakfast."

"What?" Director Ma pointed at the cobwebs on the ceiling, angrily said, "On this condition, I still need money."

Feng Yi secretly pinched Director Ma's waist, "One thousand and eight is not expensive"

Director Ma raised his eyebrows, "At least it's worth seven or eight taels of silver."

"What?" Feng Yidao, "just this one room"

The Taoist yawned lukewarmly, "Two rooms cost three thousand."

……

This Li Daochang is really greedy, and I don't know how much I will be slaughtered if I ask him tomorrow.There is only this Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. Director Ma thought that it was not easy to climb up, then looked at Feng Yi again, gritted his teeth, and decided to stay here first.

Director Ma was really froze. After eating some vegetarian food, he asked Daotong to boil a bucket of hot water, took off his soaked clothes, and got into the bath in shorts.This money can't be spent in vain. Seeing Feng Yi still sitting on the stool in a daze, he said, "You can also come to the bar later to relieve fatigue."

"Oh," Feng Yi sat on the bed and took off his T-shirt, revealing his thin upper body.The dim light hit his chest, the stiff skin was stretched tight, the ribs were visible, and the nipples were still blue-black.The room was very small, Director Ma's wooden bucket was placed next to the bed, and even a mole on his waist could be seen clearly.

Director Ma didn't dare to look any more, he stood up and wiped himself.

No matter how obedient and polite Feng Yi is on the surface, he is still a corpse.He was actually in a room alone with a dead body and slept on the same pillow.

Director Ma began to consider whether to add another guest room.

"Brother Ma..."

Director Ma looked up, and saw Feng Yi looking at him wrongedly, with both hands resting on the belt on his crotch, "This...I can't untie it..."

"Don't you know how to walk through walls? Just come out."

"No...the clothes are too tight...you can't fly out."

... "Then you stand over here."

Director Ma reached out to touch his belt, the button was loose, and he undid it in one go.Director Ma was about to raise his head to ask him if he had learned it, when he saw Feng Yi looking down at him with his upper body topless.

The rain washed away the powder on his face, revealing the ashy ghost skin.Feng Yi's lips turned purple, his pupils dilated, and dark blood vessels faintly appeared in the corners of his eyes, making that face particularly terrifying.

Director Ma wiped his hands on the mattress secretly, pretending not to care, "You go clubbing quickly, the water is getting cold."

Feng Yi's face was stiff, he pulled a muscle at the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Director Ma.Then he took off the floor-length flared trousers, revealing a pair of white legs. Director Ma was slightly relieved when he saw that he had feet.

Without touching the ground, Feng Yi got into the wooden barrel. After a while, the clear water in the barrel turned turbid black, and emitted bursts of unbearable rancidity.

Feng Yi pinched his nose, "What's so disgusting?"

Director Ma said, "...just spit out the smell of my car."

"……Feel sorry."

Afterwards, Director Ma saw that there was no one in the yard, so he secretly moved a bucket of water to the back of the house and poured it out, and washed it with well water several times before the bucket saw its original color.

Early the next morning, Director Ma found Xiaodaotong again.

"We want to see the Daoist."

"The entry fee is eight hundred."

Director Ma took out his wallet distressedly.

"The Taoist chief will see the guests at nine o'clock, you should line up first." Dao Tong pointed behind the wall, and there was already a long queue there.

well!Talking about all kinds of dangers in the world, you will only know when you travel.

Director Ma and the others didn't see anyone until the afternoon.

Li Daochang looked to be in his sixties, and his eyes were bright.He sat on the ground, wearing an orange Taoist robe, with a black and white gossip picture printed on his chest.With a whisk in his hand, he was riding loosely in the crook of his arm, and he really seemed calm in the world.

Standing beside him was a Daoist boy, who looked much more well-behaved than the one yesterday. Seeing Director Ma and the others face each other, he asked, "Two fortune-tellers?"

Director Ma took the jade pendant and handed it to the boy. "If you dare to ask, can you recognize this thing?"

Li Daochang glanced at him indifferently, flicked the whisk in his hand, hung it on another arm, and took the jade pendant with the other hand.

Feng Yi took over the words and said, "This is what my ancestor asked for in the small temple in Mangshan, but I don't know where his other descendants are now. If the Taoist priest is familiar with it, I hope to let you know."

Director Ma saw his frown, and looked at him carefully before his eyes, thinking that he was also a man of knowledge.He stepped forward and said, "If it is convenient for the Taoist priest, can I take a step to speak?"

Li Daochang ignored him, stroked his beard, looked up at Feng Yi, his eyes flickered for a while before asking, "Are you from Luoyang?"

"Exactly."

While speaking, Li Daochang had already stood up and approached.

He stared firmly at Feng Yi's face, and stopped about one meter away from him.Director Ma was afraid that he would see the horse's foot, and was about to come over to speak, when Li Daochang made a sudden move and grabbed Feng Lu's neck outside.

This process was so fast that none of the people present could react.

"Ah!" Feng Yi struggled subconsciously, and his body flew into the sky through Li Daochang's arm.

Director Ma looked at the exquisitely decorated ceiling of the main hall, under the caisson well, there were two legs in bell-bottom pants still kicking down.I didn't know what to say for a long time.

The Taoist boy was so frightened that he hid behind Daochang Li, "Then, that person can fly!"

The Taoist priest snorted coldly, "A mere wild ghost dares to go wild in the poor Taoist temple!"

Director Ma hurriedly persuaded, "The Taoist misunderstood, didn't he? He just wanted to find someone. In fact, he admired you very much, old man, and he didn't dare to tell the truth because he was afraid of shocking you."

"Hmph, naive! Doesn't Pindao have such eyesight?"

"Yes, yes, we are still too young..."

"Hmm." Li Daochang raised his eyebrows.

The Taoist boy hurriedly said, "The Taoist priest looks very energetic today! He seems to be several years younger." He said while flirting with Director Ma.

Director Ma immediately understood, "Oh, Daoist Li is only a few years older than us, I didn't expect his skill to be so unfathomable!"

"Hmph..." Li Chenfeng turned around, "The one above, come down, don't trample on the poor beam."

Feng Yi hugged the pillar in the hall timidly, and slowly slid down, his legs were still trembling.

"Who are you looking for?"

"My nephew, Chen Zhongqiu."

Director Ma added, "Chen Zhongqiu's descendants."

Li Daochang turned his hands away, his voice not angry but pretentious. "Don't be afraid, this poor man cast a spell and took you in"

"I'm afraid..." Feng Yi regained his composure. He was really taken aback just now, thinking that he was in a catastrophe, which made him lose his composure in front of others... Feng Yi secretly glanced at Director Ma... What should I do? , I'm so ashamed.

"Since ancient times, people and ghosts have different ways. If I don't accept you, I can't help you. I will confiscate this jade pendant. You can go back and forth wherever you want."

"Can……"

Director Ma stopped Feng Yi and whispered into his ear, "Go out first, and let me deal with him."