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Wang Xiaoming fell silent.

It's not that he doesn't trust Lu Xiaolu, it's just that things like celestial masters and ghosts are too unusual for ordinary people, and Wang Xiaoming always feels that this is a trouble that he has to solve himself. If possible, he wants to try not to affect his friends. .

Lu Xiaolu is a person who will help his friends, but he will not be foolish.

Now Lu Xiaolu made it clear that he didn't believe Wang Xiaoming's words, and looked like he was asking the bottom line. Even Zhong Yi felt that Wang Xiaoming looked too restless now.

"Well, it's a lie to ask you for an internship." Wang Xiaoming said, "The truth is that I'm a prince from an alien planet who secretly executes a plan to protect the earth. There is an antenna on the back door to communicate with my home planet..."

Lu Xiaolu: "..."

Zhong Yi took Wang Xiaoming aside, took Lu Xiaolu into the room, and closed the door.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward to scratch the door: "Brother Zhong...cousin! What are you doing!"

No one at the door paid any attention to him.

Wang Xiaoming felt that his kindness had been taken as a donkey's liver and lungs.

It is impossible to be a celestial master without being dangerous, and maybe you will encounter something of that kind in the future. Of course, Lu Xiaolu knows that the less the better, otherwise it will not be fun to provoke him again.

But neither Zhong Yi nor Lu Xiaolu took his good intentions seriously. When Lu Xiaolu came out, the expression on his face had changed from serious to incredible.

"Xiao Ming." Lu Xiaolu said, "You are such a promising kid! Are you actually a Taoist priest?!"

"Tianshi." Zhong Yi said, "I'm still going to work without a license."

"You said Grandpa Wang is a master in the industry." Lu Xiaolu turned to look at Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi nodded.

"Where will the great grandson go?" Lu Xiaolu said.

Zhong Yi looked away.

He didn't want to admit that he thought so too.

"You have kept it from me for so long! Such an interesting... such a big thing! You never mentioned it!"

Wang Xiaoming: "...Xiao Lu, wait a minute."

"What did you tell him?" Wang Xiaoming turned to look at Zhong Yi: "What's going on?"

"Just tell the truth." Zhong Yi said, "You think too much."

Zhong Yi was telling the truth. He said that he was not Wang Xiaoming's cousin, and that the two got together because they wanted to find their grandfather and needed Lu Xiaolu's help to open a shop and find clues.

Zhong Yi's opinion is that the idea of ​​hiding something for his own good is simply paternalistic.

The world of Taoism, ghosts and gods is strange, thrilling, and full of variables. Instead of trying to make up a lie, it is better to open it up and announce it from the beginning.

There are many restrictions and taboos about yin and yang. If Lu Xiaolu continues to be ignorant, even if he is only standing on the edge of the yin and yang gate, there is no guarantee that one day an accident will happen and he will stumble into the gate.

At that time, Lu Xiaolu's ignorance will be his biggest fatality.

However, Lu Xiaolu's current reaction was beyond Zhong Yi's expectations.

He had already made a plan, if Lu Xiaolu was afraid, he would promise him safety, if Lu Xiaolu didn't believe it, he would make a Qingming spell and let him experience it with his own eyes, if Lu Xiaolu refused, he would be too stimulated and threatened to publicize it, Then violent suppression.

But after Lu Xiaolu listened in a daze, the first question was how long Wang Xiaoming's grandfather had been missing, and he didn't even know.

Lu Xiaolu's words made Zhong Yi feel that Wang Xiaoming at least had a good eye for people.

Wang Xiaoming is willing to take risks for his friends, and his friend's current behavior proves that Wang Xiaoming is right.

In fact, Lu Xiaolu was very annoyed that he didn't know about such a big matter as Grandpa Wang Xiaoming's whereabouts. This kind of guilt for not caring about his friends even overwhelmed his shock at the two worlds described by Zhong Yi as an atheist for a while.

In fact, Lu Xiaolu still has reservations about whether there are ghosts, gods, Taoists and celestial masters in this world—he always believes that seeing is believing, and he will not easily believe things without touching the evidence.

But he is willing to believe in friends.

So whether there are ghosts in the world or not, he decided to help Wang Xiaoming first.

"Why didn't you tell everyone, you silly child? Are you worried and scared at home?" In order to hide his guilt, Lu Xiaolu hugged Wang Xiaoming exaggeratedly: "Don't worry, brother help you! Don't say a word The door, even if there are ten more rolling gates, it will open!"

Wang Xiaoming ==: "Thank you...but don't hug me, hot."

Lu Xiaolu didn't know that he was a little bit wrong. What he imagined was that Wang Xiaoming was worried and scared alone at home waiting for the missing grandpa to come home, but he didn't know that Wang Xiaoming had only gradually felt a little bit of himself in the past few days. Grandpa is really missing.

If Zhong Yi didn't show up, Wang Xiaoming might really have to wait another ten days and a half before he started to worry.

Lu Xiaolu patted Wang Xiaoming's chest and expressed his support for him.

But Lu Xiaolu can't help much.

The seven-star lamp must be lit and hung up only by Wang Dazhuang's direct blood relatives. In order to prevent evil spirits who are difficult to deal with from following the light to the door, Zhong Yi checked the back door again.

After this inspection, Zhong Yi discovered that Wang Dazhuang was really not simple.

The back door opened inwards, facing the innate gossip on the wall, the magic-sealing bell was hung on the door, the demon-subduing array was pasted on the ground, and the canopy, ruler, seal, and altar wood tokens were all available on the table. When the underworld comes up, they can also fight.

Even Wang Dazhuang outside the door made arrangements: Usually, no abnormalities can be seen, but as long as the seven-star lamp is on, blue bricks will be paid in the order of the five elements killing each other wherever the light can reach, which happens to be the only way to the back door.

This is somewhat similar to Zhong Yi's previous ink-line back-shaped path. The difference is that the ink-line path can only delay the actions of evil spirits, but the five-element killing gang laid down by Wang Dazhuang can weaken the murderous spirit of evil spirits. To reach the back door, you have to go through these roadblocks first. Even if you pass through smoothly, the people who will come to Wang Dazhuang at that time will be nothing but ghosts who have only worn out their energy.

Wang Dazhuang even hung an anti-bagua mirror on the wall facing the back door to act as a concave mirror at the intersection, so that as long as something enters the back alley, no matter whether it is a person or a ghost, you can see it while sitting in the door.

These organs have scope and conditions, and have no effect on people. They will only be activated when the seven-star lamp is on. This is why Wang Dazhuang will not have evil spirits when he is doing business on weekdays. Instead, there will be a reason for the fierce knock on the door.

Wang Dazhuang was very cautious and careful in his work. After Zhong Yi found out that these organs were prepared, he felt that he had no use for himself—even a waste wood like Wang Xiaoming, sitting at the back door of that table would be as safe as being in a fortress. Someone could hurt him.

But Zhong Yi felt a little strange.

In terms of Wang Dazhuang's way of doing things, such a precautionary approach is a bit too cautious.

Wang Dazhuang's status in the celestial master is no less than that of the grand master. For Wang Dazhuang, these careful protective measures are a bit superfluous and not necessary.

This is just a place for Wang Dazhuang to receive commissions. Most of the time, Wang Dazhuang needs to leave home to practice. For an office rather than a construction site, this kind of protection is hardly for him to use.

Instead it's like—

"How do you order this thing?" Wang Xiaoming squatted on the ground with his back to Zhong Yi, holding a lighter and asked.

This half-meter-high seven-star lantern is made by cutting the branches of Nanshan elixir that Wang Dazhuang personally saw. It looks like a lantern with seven twisted red cotton wicks inside.

Willows are yin, so hanging such lights at night will attract the attention of ghosts and ghosts nearby, just like candlelight to moths.

But the ghosts with a little morality will be afraid and avoid the light of this seven-star lamp when they see the light, because they know that the only person who dares to hang the willow seven-star lamp is the celestial master.

Moreover, it is only the old heavenly master with profound morality and confidence who can have such confidence.

Zhong Yi slapped off Wang Xiaoming's lighter, and drove him to take a bath. After washing, he went to burn incense first.

Seeing him like this, Wang Xiaoming probably knew that there were some rules, so he followed them one by one.

"Before lighting the lamp, burn incense to the patriarch. Grab a handful of incense with your eyes closed, light the three prayers, and use three large incense burners and one small incense burner. Only when there is incense left can you go to light the lamp."

If the incense burner has just been inserted, or the number of incense burners is not enough, then the door cannot be opened today, and the incense should be filled respectfully, and then close the door and go to sleep.

Lu Xiaolu watched from the sidelines, at first he thought it was funny, but seeing how serious the two of them were, he couldn't help but gradually become serious.

Although he was an atheist, he also supported freedom of religion, so he didn't have a convulsion like usual, and waited quietly aside, which was rare.

The days were sunny and it was getting dark lately. Under the escort of Zhong Yi, Wang Xiaoming hung up the seven-star lanterns for a few days with trepidation.

But after waiting for a few days, from opening to closing the store, not even a stray cat passed by.

Wang Xiaoming sat on the seat where Wang Dazhuang usually sat, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

No business comes to the door, and in this position, I don’t dare to listen to music and surf the Internet to avoid distraction, so waiting for business is like meditating, which is quite painful.

Only then did Wang Xiaoming realize that it was really not easy for his grandfather to earn money.

Zhong Yi didn't know where he got the wood, so he made a high stool himself and placed it behind Wang Dazhuang's grand teacher's chair. Usually, Wang Xiaoming meditated, and he followed and waited behind Wang Xiaoming.

Lu Xiaolu moved a stool by himself and watched for a few nights, but he really didn't see the legendary ghost in the end. He is not used to staying up late, and in the end he didn't want to open his eyes at all. He helped Wang Xiaoming open the door after dark, and then Go to bed on time, anyone can close the door in the middle of the night, and he is not needed.

Wang Xiaoming remembers Wang Dazhuang's concern, and he didn't get bored because the vigil was boring. Instead, he persuaded Zhong Yi: "Even when grandpa was doing business, people definitely didn't come to the door every day."

Zhong Yi smiled, "Why are you telling me this?"

"I'm afraid you're impatient." Wang Xiaoming was a little embarrassed.

To be honest, although he is reading some notes and books made by Wang Dazhuang, after all, he has not received a formal ceremony. Without a formal entry, it means that he has no official position. The reason why the spell will take effect is to invite the patriarch, and there is no official position. It is difficult for people to do this.

So in the past few days, Wang Xiaoming still doesn't know how to draw talismans to open the altar, but he has some experience in dealing with the rural Huang Daxian, and he has to wait for Zhong Yi to really do it.

"You think I'm Lu Xiaolu?" Zhong Yi said.

At the beginning, Lu Xiaolu was full of curiosity, and he had to see what the ghost looked like. After waiting for several nights, there was no movement, and now he started to go to bed early every day.

"Xiao Lu probably wants to prove it." Wang Xiaoming said, "He has never believed this..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Yi interrupted Wang Xiaoming's words with gestures.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes widened.

Zhong Yi didn't look at him, just mouthed the word "Shh", then motioned him to turn his head and look at the mirror outside.