After inheriting the Taoist temple in the haunted house, the ancestors appeared

In the dream, Tang Gui stood under the street lamp, surrounded by darkness, and only watched a little old man with a festive appearance and a round figure running towards him in the distance, wearing a red shroud.

In the blink of an eye, the little old man was in front of him.

"Grand grandson, have you started to learn Taoism?"

"Ah."

"Is there anything you don't understand, let me explain it to you."

Tang Gui shook his head: "No."

"Then you haven't seen a ghost yet, do you want me to bring some little ghosts here for you to practice your courage?"

"Need not."

He had seen ghosts, and more than once or twice.

The first time it was my own grandfather, it can be ignored.

The second time was Chu Yang, probably because he didn't feel any hostility or fear from him.

The third time was the four little ghosts of Mr. Li's family, and then accidentally got on the underworld bus.

After coming down several times in a row, Tang Gui realized that he didn't seem to be very afraid of ghosts.

However, old man Tang didn't know that he had already experienced so much. When he saw his refusal, he thought it was because he was afraid, so he patiently persuaded him.

"Actually, ghosts are not as scary as you imagined. You see, I have become a ghost now, and my appearance is no different from when I was alive."

Tang Gui knew that he had misunderstood, so he simply told him about what happened at Mr. Li's house on Sunday.

Old man Tang suddenly interrupted him when he heard it halfway: "Wait a minute, you just said that the patriarch helped you frighten the four little devils?"

"Yeah." Tang Gui explained: "Maybe he was worried that something would happen to me, so no one would worship him."

"Bah, bah, how can you say something disrespectful to the patriarch?"

Old man Tang bowed in all directions while reprimanding, muttering something like don't take offense.

After finishing speaking, old man Tang patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction, and sighed: "You boy, you are really a fool with good luck. You actually invited the ancestor master to help you when you went out to catch ghosts for the first time."

Tang Gui frowned: "...is it difficult?"

"Of course!" Old Man Tang said excitedly, "Let me tell you, although our family's patriarch is effective, most people can't invite it at all."

"It's just that my master bathed and burned incense, and asked for it dozens of times piously, but the patriarch ignored him until one time when he saw that he was dying, so he invited him once without hope. The patriarch suddenly appeared and tore the ghost to pieces. The soul flew away on the spot."

"Afterwards, I tried countless times, but I only got four or five invitations. Every time the old man appeared, he could subdue the evil spirit and leave directly. Until now, I haven't seen his appearance clearly."

Tang Gui: "..."

Seeing Grandpa's serious expression, it doesn't seem like he's trying to trick him.

But, why does it feel like the patriarch in the mouth of the grandfather is not the same as the one I saw?

Back when Tang Gui was in a daze, old man Tang kept sighing: "Tsk, the first time I catch a ghost, I can invite the patriarch. This is something I can't even imagine."

Tang Gui finally couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted him: "Grandpa, just now you said... you don't know what Chu Yang looks like, are you serious?"

"Ah, yes, every time he appears, his whole body is full of yin, and his face cannot be seen clearly at all."

Tang Gui: "Isn't he always in the Taoist temple?"

Now it was old man Tang's turn to be stunned, and he replied: "Yes, the main hall is offering his tablet, of course the patriarch has always been in the Taoist temple."

"No." Tang Gui put it another way: "Is Chu Yang a ghost?"

"Hey, why don't you know how to avoid taboos at all? Our ancestor is indeed a ghost, but he is different from other ghosts."

Tang Gui asked, "What's the difference?"

"Other ghosts, no matter how fierce they are, they have to dodge when they encounter evil spirits, and even act as ghosts with their tails between their legs when they arrive in the underworld, but our patriarch, after breaking through the underworld and making trouble in the palace of the king of hell, can come out intact. Ghost."

After hearing this, Tang Gui remembered what Chu Yang said before.

'I'm not under the control of the underworld, and that guy Hades doesn't dare to control me either. '

At that time, his attention was all on the Mingbi he said, and he didn't think about the meaning of the words at all, thinking that he was pretending to be arrogant.

"In front of our patriarch, those fierce ghosts with teeth and claws are not worth mentioning at all. You don't know that back then..."

"Grandpa, let me tell you something."

Old man Tang stopped flattering Chu Yang: "What's the matter?"

"The grand patriarch you mentioned... I met him on the first day I went to the Taoist temple."

"At that time, he was lying on the ground, weak, and asked me pitifully if I had anything to eat."

Old man Tang was startled, then laughed loudly: "Impossible, you must have made a mistake."

Tang Gui: "At that time I asked who he was, and he said he was Chu Yang."

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The two stared at each other for nearly half a minute.

Tang Gui looked at his grandfather blinking his eyes in disbelief, nodded again and said, "It's true."

Unexpectedly, the next second, old man Tang's eyes turned red: "Could it be that there is green smoke rising from our ancestral grave!"

"...Not really."

He had been with Chu Yang for so long, and he didn't feel how mysterious he was. Tang Gui hadn't fully understood how strong he was, but his character was not only arrogant, but also very picky.

Oh, and the most important point, as a ghost, he has no awareness of obeying the law at all, and will kill people and ghosts at every turn.

"My eldest grandson, then you have to offer delicious food and drink. In the future, don't burn clothes, gold ingots and other things for me, and give all the money to the patriarch. If you don't have enough, I..."

Tang Gui guessed what he wanted to say later, and interrupted: "No need."

This little old man worked desperately to earn money when he was alive, but he didn't plan to live in peace when he died.

Old man Tang was still in the joy of shock: "My God, I only heard that our ancestor is very powerful. I didn't expect that I would see his true face one day."

No matter how you think about Chu Yang's young and handsome face, it is strange to deserve the honorific title of 'Old Man'.

Suddenly, Tang Gui remembered an important thing: "Grandpa, you usually worship Chu Yang, what kind of incense do you use, and where should you buy it?"

"Oops." Old man Tang slapped his forehead: "Look at my bad memory, last time I was only talking about your life extension, and I forgot such an important thing. The incense offerings used by our ancestors need to be developed by ourselves. .”

"It is made of agarwood, locust tree roots, mulberry leaves, ghost cypress branches, banyan tree roots, wisteria, green radish, willow branches, emerald bamboo, monstera, black rose, lucky bamboo, and other shore flowers..." Old man Tang said skillfully The names of dozens of flowers, trees and animals. "...Crush it with asarum foam, snake blood, and elm bark powder to make incense sticks and dry it to make incense. Because these things are yin-loving things, they are also called Baiyin incense."

After old man Tang finished speaking, he found that his grandson's complexion had become very ugly, and his beautiful thin lips had been tightly pressed into a straight line.

"Did I say too much and you couldn't remember for a while?"

"It's okay, I will write the recipe and put it on the table before I leave, remember..."

Tang Gui interrupted him: "What if you don't worship?"

"What?" Half a second later, old man Tang instantly realized the meaning of his words. "Of course not!"

"That's our patriarch, how can we neglect him!"

Tang Gui: "It's too troublesome."

"Hey, my eldest grandson, although there are many of these things, they are not hard to find. You can get them together with a little effort. If it is really not possible, I will help you..."

Tang Gui supported his forehead: "Okay!"

I really don't understand, he is a cultivator who doesn't enshrine the gods and elders, but he is so devout to a ghost, he is speechless.