It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

There is a small advertisement on the desktop under the test paper, which has been carefully flattened but still looks a little crumpled.It looks like it was carefully torn off the wall, with the words "Datong Clinic" written on it.

He stretched out his hand and brushed over the small advertisement, a small ball of Yin Qi gathered at his fingertips.

Feng Quan said softly: "It seems... It's not just about people."

The teary-eyed Er Pang couldn't see the gray color of Feng Quan's fingertips, but felt that Feng Quan's movements and demeanor were a bit strange.

Yi Bai, who was leaning on the bed at the side, narrowed his eyes slightly as he saw the yin energy that Feng Quan's fingertips pulled out from the advertising paper.

Night always comes quickly.

The room was brightly lit, illuminating the white walls almost reflectively.The person in the bed slept restlessly.

He was lying under a pure white shadowless lamp, with a bloodstained hand holding a shining scalpel, slowly extending towards his abdomen.

His eyes widened in horror, his limbs struggled violently, but at some point his whole body was bound tightly to the bed and he could barely move.He could only watch the scalpel pierced into his abdomen with tearful eyes, and with a "pop", the blade pierced into the flesh, and blood trickled down the pale bed sheet.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The blade stirred in the stomach, touched the internal organs, and the internal organs were cut open.

The slender hands attached to the scalpel penetrated into the abdominal cavity and pulled out a string of yellow fat intestines.The doctor wrapped the intestines around the arm, tightening them in a circle.

He was so frightened that he almost fainted, and the doctor opened his eyelids with tools.

"Guzz."

"hiss."

The kidneys were removed, the intestines were cut out, and laid flat on a nearby table.He felt a cold wind pouring into his abdominal cavity, gradually the blood surged up, and was slowly frozen.

The dangling silver scalpel was picked up by the doctor and held up in front of him.

The dilated pupils couldn't close their eyes. In his eyes, the blade quickly turned from far to near into a point, and then blood filled his vision.

——He sat up abruptly, sweating profusely.He frantically groped his abdomen to confirm its existence, and touched a bloody hand.

The abdomen was ripped apart, and the bright red tissue was cut open, revealing the underlying peritoneum.

He didn't deal with it immediately, as if he didn't feel the pain, his face darkened.He took the gold-rimmed glasses on the side and put them on, and turned on the light in the bathroom next to him.

The room was as bright as day.

The upper body of a human-shaped shadow protruded from behind him, with a strange smile, two ghost claws suddenly lengthened, pulled a doctor-like ghost by the bed and stuffed it into his body, making the sound of chewing teeth.

The next day, Feng Quan searched for a candle shop on the map and took a taxi there.

The place is very close to the city center, but it is the opposite of the city center.

This place can also be regarded as the city of Nancheng. It looks like recovering from a serious illness, and there is a pale dusty smell everywhere.In fact, this place has just been designated as a key construction area not long ago, and it is in the midst of rapid development and refreshment.

Nanshisan Road connects the north and the south. Because the building is relatively new, the geographical location is not very precious, and the previous planning is not blameworthy, this bustling downtown has been preserved.The two rows of the street are flush with three-story small buildings, the packaging is taupe, with a pointed roof.It's just that both sides of the road are covered with colorful billboards, and the sound of drilling the cement road in the ears makes people have no desire to stay any longer.

According to the map, Feng Quan finally found a candle shop in the middle of a row of shops on the east side.Compared with the daily-use supermarket and laundry shop next to it, it looks aggrieved, occupying only a small facade.There is a piece of yellow paper pasted on it, with the words "Huiyuantang" written on it by hand, in red letters in italics, and on both sides are written "Guanxiangchashilixiantang" and "Children are frightened and stand for themselves".

Before Feng Quan could go in, a man hurried out carrying several packs of traditional Chinese medicine.The man is about 30 years old, has a gentle temperament, and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.Feng Quan had just met this person in the Taoist temple, and the other party also recognized Feng Quan, and nodded slightly at him before leaving.

Feng Quan paused, pushed the door open and went in.

With an electronic female voice "Welcome", the boss got up from the couch next to him, picked up his shoes, and said in his mouth:

"What does the guest need... yo! Martial Nephew Xiaofeng!"

Feng Quan's body tensed for a moment, and when he turned his head to look, it turned out to be Master Liang Xingcheng who had a long look.

Liang Xingcheng was eating watermelon on the small couch, his face was covered with watermelon juice.Seeing Feng Quan, he warmly asked him to sit down:

"Come on, nephew, eat watermelon!"

Feng Quan politely declined, and took a look at the small shop, unexpectedly finding that everything in it was actually pretty good.The only nondescript thing is that one of the four walls is a whole wall of traditional Chinese medicine cabinets, and the name of the medicine is written on each small drawer, and the name is placed on the table next to it.

In other places, real faces are hung, incense burners are lit, and talismans, paper and cinnabar are all placed together.

"Uncle Liang, you..." Feng Quan looked at the noisy street outside the door, "Why did you open a shop here? Shouldn't it be in Guanli?"

Feng Quan used to be a celestial master. Although he was similar to a Taoist priest in that he practiced profound arts, he didn't actually have much contact with Taoist priests.But despite this, he also knows that most practicing Taoist priests must live in temples and cannot be confused with the common people.

Can there be a Taoist priest who opens a shop in Fangshi?

Liang Xingcheng waved his hands with a smile, "Oh, why pay so much attention to it, we are not a serious Taoist temple..."

Feng Quan looked over in an instant.

"...Decent is still very serious, but we value freedom, ha, we are a school of people who don't pay attention to these restrictions."

Feng Quan fell silent, explaining his reason for coming:

"I want to buy some talisman paper and ink..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Xingcheng said "Wait" and went to the inner room.After a while, there was a "ding ding dong dong" sound of rummaging through things, Liang Xingcheng came out with a lot of things in his arms, and stuffed them into Feng Quan's arms:

"Take it, the boy is quite active, and he took the initiative to learn about his profession. If you don't understand anything, come and ask Uncle Liang! — By the way, you can join a group."

Feng Quan took out his mobile phone and watched Old Man Liang excitedly scan it for him.Holding something in one hand, he raised his mobile phone with the other hand to look at it, and found that he had joined a group called "Inheritance of Datong".There are only 20 people in the whole group, but the gesture of welcoming him is more lively than thousands of people:

[Harmonious development towards a well-off society (group leader): Welcome new members! ]

[Call me Senior Brother Yangyang: Welcome Junior Brother! ]

[The child scored [-]% in the test: Hey, you have joined the group, and I will take you to the Taoist computer room to open the hacker when I have time. ]

[Ten yuan per hexagram: Welcome, welcome!Come down with me to set up a stall when you have time]

[...]

... The name of the group leader really fits the painting style of the Taoist temple.

... Isn't it inappropriate for Shang Yang to call himself "Little Junior Brother"?

...the Taoist temple also has a machine room?

"One more thing, I want to ask Uncle Liang for help." Before leaving, Feng Quan spoke again.He focused on the matter of Shi Yue, omitting the part about discovering traces of Yin spirits.

"My classmates and I don't know the process of using legal help. Can Mr. Liang help us go there?"

Liang Xingcheng frowned and thought about it, "Success. You little dolls definitely won't be able to handle such a thing. If there's anything wrong, I'll contact you on my phone."

Feng Quan: "Then please."

The door closed, and another mechanical female voice said, "Welcome to come next time."

After eating dinner on the street, it was already dark when I returned to the villa area. The community does not allow strange vehicles to enter, and there is still a long distance from the community to my home.Feng Quan got out of the car at the door, carrying a lot of things and walked out of breath.

The roads in the community are wide and green plants are planted on both sides.There is a grounded street lamp at a certain distance, emitting a radiant light.In the summer, insects were chirping loudly, and a cricket accidentally fell on Feng Quan's hair.

Feng Quan raised his head, shook it, and the cricket jumped away.

When he was about to continue walking, a beam of light came over, Feng Quan stepped aside, but a car stopped beside him.

The car window was down, and sitting inside was a man who looked about forty, wearing a white shirt, his hair was carefully combed, and he exuded a mature and stable temperament.

He smiled at Feng Quan, and said gently:

"Why are you coming home now?"

Feng Quan replied: "Going out to work."

The original owner had this person in his memory, named Cheng Guang, who was his neighbor.The other party is a doctor, who seems to be well-known in the medical field.It's just that despite his brilliant career, his wife fell ill and has been living in the hospital.They haven't seen each other's wives for at least a year since the community was built and they moved here.

Cheng Guang glanced at what Feng Quan was holding in his arms, "Come up and give you a lift."

The original owner and his mother didn't meet very often, and even quarreled when they met, but they had a good impression of this gentle neighbor, and often went to eat when they had time.Feng Quan couldn't refuse, so he stepped into the back seat and said:

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng."

The original owner's house was very large, a single-family villa with a mud yard full of flowers and plants. The stone road was paved from the entrance of the house to the entrance of the courtyard. There were two rows of floor lamps beside the road, which looked grand and warm.Outside the yard is a wide concrete road, opposite a flower bed; on both sides of the gate of the yard there is a thin and thin tree, less than two years old, growing crookedly.

Next to the flower bed is another villa, which is very different from the original owner's house.The yard was actually paved with marble floors, and it was almost bright and reflective in the moonlight.Not only is the ground of the courtyard flat, but even the walls of the courtyard are pure white. Feng Quan looked in through the fence gate, but he couldn't see a speck of dust.

This is the home of Dr. Cheng Guang.

Saying goodbye to Cheng Guang at the door of the house, Feng Quan entered the room and turned on the light, turned around and dug out the things he had bought.

He wants to recruit the soul of Shi Yue.

If there is no resentment or big obsession after death, and the funeral arrangements are properly arranged, the past affairs will disappear like smoke and dust after seven days, and there will be only an empty shell of ignorance, without any memories and emotions during life.Until it was collected and buried in the earth, it has since belonged to another world.But if there is no return to the grave, even if the soul's previous dust has dissipated, it can only wander in the world, and then slowly come into contact with the world to give birth to a new mind, but the past disappears.This is the lonely ghost.

The three souls return to the underworld, and the seven souls mourn.