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

The door of the interrogation room opened out of thin air, causing the two policemen to turn their heads to look over at the same time.

Wang Dui also asked the young policeman next to him: "Did you not close the door just now?"

"It's closed." But looking at the half-open door of the interrogation room, he could only add: "Maybe it wasn't closed just now."

After speaking, he got up and closed the door again.

Tang Gui took the opportunity to mouth three words to Chu Yang: Don't make trouble.

Chu Yang only raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether to agree or not.

However, the two policemen had already looked at him, Tang Gui could only look away, and said in a calm tone: "Comrade policeman, I have only known him for less than two months, and I don't know much about his past. Live in the Temple of Hehe.”

Hearing this, the young policeman said angrily: "What time is it, you are still going around in circles with us, do you know that his way of life is so reckless, his psychology has become abnormal, and in society... ouch!"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head.

Chu Yang said dissatisfied: "Who are you talking about is a psychopath?"

Tang Gui: "!"

Dui Wang glanced at his colleague inexplicably: "What's wrong with you?"

The young policeman said, "Someone hit me."

Wang Dui looked at the empty surroundings, frowned and glared at him, and reprimanded him, "What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight!"

The young policeman rubbed his head aggrievedly, and turned his attention back to Tang Gui: "Then tell me how you met him, what kind of contact you have had during this time, and did he do anything before attacking the two girls today?" What's abnormal?"

"He and I..." Tang Gui pursed his lips and didn't know how to speak for a moment. He told them the truth just now that they didn't believe them, but the consequences of not telling the truth to the police seemed to be more serious.

"In fact, his nature is not bad, but his personality is a bit arrogant, but as long as he licks his hair, he is easy to talk to. Today, it was two girls who said something nasty first, which angered him."

The young policeman snorted: "You don't need to defend him, the two girls have already confessed honestly and admitted their mistakes. It is indeed wrong for them to speak harsh words, but just because of two words, they almost killed each other. Bad... Whoops!"

Wang Dui looked at him again, and the young policeman covered his head with one hand and said affirmatively, "Wang Dui, someone really hit me on the head!"

Putting his forehead on one hand, Tang Gui reluctantly persuaded, "Comrade policeman, you'd better stop talking, or... you'll still be beaten."

To speak ill of him in front of his patriarch, and to hit you on the head is already very kind.

Tang Gui was really afraid that he would follow the example of those two girls, and if he said something nasty, the consequences would be...

Wang Dui, who had been silent all this time, silently observed Tang Gui's expression, seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, he pursed his lips tightly, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to his colleagues.

[Check the surveillance in the interrogation room to see if there is anything unusual. 】

【it is good. 】

The young policeman asked him back, "What do you mean by that?"

Tang Gui pursed his lips and did not answer.

The young policeman asked: "I'm asking you something, what do you mean don't talk, or you will be beaten?"

Tang Gui: "It means literally."

The young policeman let out a hey, with an attitude of unbelief, and just about to speak, he was kicked by Chu Yang and flew a few meters away. The young policeman was caught off guard, and his back hit the wall fiercely, and he sat on the ground in a daze , looking a little embarrassed.

Wang Dui subconsciously drew his gun, pointed at the air around the interrogation table, and asked, "Shang Tao, what's going on?"

Shang Tao held his buttocks and exhaled in pain: "Oh, I don't know either."

Seeing that Chu Yang had a cold face and wanted to make a move, Tang Gui hurriedly stopped him: "Master Patriarch, don't mess around!"

Chu Yang paused for his raised foot, snorted unwillingly, and took it back.

At this moment, Dui Wang's cell phone buzzed. He looked around vigilantly and picked up his cell phone to check.

[There is no abnormality. 】

"..."

These words seemed to slap them in the face.

Wang Qingren cast his eyes on Tang Gui and asked him, "What do you mean by that?"

"Can you see things we can't see?"

He recalled Tang Gui's exclamation and asked: "You said he was your... Patriarch?"

Tang Gui nodded: "Yes."

"Is he in the interrogation room now?"

Tang Gui nodded again: "Yes."

Not just here, but sitting on the interrogation table in front of you, listening to our conversation.

Wang Qingren put away his hands and gun, and sincerely apologized to the air: "I'm sorry, we were too arbitrary just now, may I ask this... Patriarch, can you come and talk to us?"

There was a clear dislike in the air: "Tch."

This sound completely confirmed the existence of ghosts in the interrogation room.

In the police station office:

The young policeman brought two cups of warm water and put them on the coffee table, and walked away silently, completely losing the aggressiveness he had just had.

Tang Gui took out his mobile phone and opened the phone book. There were only a few phone numbers in it, not even a page was filled. After scanning it all over, he couldn't find anyone who could come and sign the bail.

He pursed his lips and said to Wang Qingren, "Can I sign it myself?"

Wang Qingren shook his head: "No."

Tang Gui: "My family members are not alive anymore."

Wang Qingren: "Then let your relatives or friends come over."

Tang Gui: "I have no relatives, friends...not in this city."

Looking at the young man with a calm expression and a cold tone in front of him, Wang Qingren felt a little complicated in his heart, and his tone couldn't help but soften a little: "Then you can only..."

Before he could speak, the door of the police station was pushed open, and a tall, handsome young man walked in.

Wang Qingren stood up: "Hi, what's the matter?"

The person who came pointed to the person sitting on the sofa: "Come and sign for him."

Wang Qingren asked: "What are you?"

Chu Yang: "Master Patriarch."

Tang Gui: "..."

Wang Qingren: "!"

Five minutes later, Tang Gui came out of the police station, his thoughts still not reflected from the scene just now.

Obviously he was detained because of Chu Yang, so why was he released on bail by Chu Yang in the end?

It is estimated that Wang Qingren saw a ghost for the first time in broad daylight, and he was frightened into a daze.

I just hope that he will react afterward and won't trouble himself again.

Thinking of this, Tang Gui walked towards the bus stop not far away.

Tang Gui took the bus to Linhe Park.

He was suddenly taken away by the police just now, and he didn't even have time to take his backpack away, and he didn't know if he lost it or not.

He walked over quickly and saw that the middle-aged man's snack stand was still there.

"Sir!" Kong Decai pointed to the black bag on the stool next to him after seeing him, and said, "Your backpack!"

Tang Gui approached and thanked him.

The other party waved his hand to show that he was fine, and looked around Tang Gui secretly, with a little more fear than the previous enthusiastic attitude.

It is estimated that he also saw what happened in the morning.

Tang Gui didn't explain much, nodded to him, picked up his things and prepared to leave.

"Hey, little sir!"

Tang Gui stopped and turned his head to look at him: "Huh?"

"Will you come over to set up a stall next time on Saturday??"

Tang Gui thought for a while, shook his head but said, "I won't come again."

Too many people, he doesn't like it.

Kong Decai was in a hurry: "In fact, this kind of thing is only a minority, most customers are..."

"I know." Tang Gui nodded at him with his lips hooked, and said, "Business is booming."

In the top post of a certain supernatural post bar, dozens of layers of insulting posts were brushed in the post.

Floor 280: This person is an Internet celebrity, and he didn’t run away. In order to attract the attention of the economic company, he specially made Taoist character designs. During this period of time, he created various topics to hype. Unfortunately, in today’s society, Taoist character designs are not very popular. , so it has never been popular. Today's big drama is to create a character set of a hero who saves the beauty. As an insider, I have to persuade him that some things are better not to be done, and these will be black history in the future.

Floor 284: I was joking upstairs. Ever since someone told me that he has been ranked No. [-] in all grades since high school, I don’t believe it. This person’s design is going to be sold out. person set.

Floor 285: Infatuation is a fart. This person flirts with fans in private.

Floor 286: Let me go, it's real or not, isn't this a fortune-telling verification post, why is it so crooked?

Floor 287: Upstairs, don’t be stupid, what’s your fate? A few books on metaphysics came out to fool people.

Floor 288: Speaking of which, I am the only one who pays attention to him, does fortune-telling only cost five yuan?Very cheap.

Floor 289: Of course, he has a guilty conscience and is afraid of taking responsibility, so of course he doesn’t dare to ask for more. Besides, he doesn’t really make money by fortune-telling. There is not much difference between one yuan and five yuan. Of course, there is another possibility. Divination and fortune-telling are leaks Well, for the matter of being condemned by God, he deliberately charged so little, just because he didn't want to be backlashed.

Floor 290: My God, what the upstairs said is too scary! ! !

Floor 291: I'll go. There are so many sunspots all of a sudden. Everyone should make their own judgments, and don't randomly stand in line.

Floor 292: The upstairs said it was designed by humans, please show evidence.

Floor 293: Yes, I think what Mr. Xiao said is quite accurate, and his personality is not like a person who is having fun.

Floor 294: Those who want evidence, come here!

Floor 295: (picture)

Floor 296: (picture)

Floor 297: (picture)

……

A dozen or so pictures were posted in a row, all of which were WeChat records.

The head on the left is a picture of Tai Chi Bagua, and the head on the right is cute, sexy, funny...

Four or five headshots in a row, judging from the chat content and notes with Mr. Xiao, they don't look like the same girl.

The people in the building were divided into several waves instantly, black fans and loyal fans confronted each other, one side released information violently, and the other kept refuting and subverting.

Some people don't doubt it, some have nothing to do with them, and there are people who just came in with a confused face...

Disputes abound in the post.

Outside the courtyard of Yanheguan:

Tang Gui lay on the swing, swinging leisurely, staring at the leaves swaying in the wind in a daze.

He originally wanted to set up a fortune-telling stall in Linhe Park to see if he could meet some high-quality customers and earn some money, but he was the one who made things simple.

At the beginning, basically no one was willing to spend too much money on this aspect. Later, many people did come to him for divination, but most of them were sincere divination people with other small thoughts, and very few.

Moreover, there is such a famous avenue temple as Jiyun Temple in Wucheng, and there are many respected old Taoist priests sitting in it.

If there is a demand in this regard, they will not choose a young man who has no teacher and no way to speak.

He turned his head to look at the dilapidated Taoist temple, thinking about the possibility of turning it into a famous Taoist temple.

Hmm... Forget it, he'd better not get too whimsical.

He was thinking wildly when the phone in his belt vibrated suddenly.

Tang Gui took it out and glanced at the caller, slightly surprised.

Taxi driver Gao Yuansheng, what is he calling here for?

"Hey?"

"You... hello, is this Master Tang?"

The female voice on the receiver made Tang Gui stunned, and looked at the caller again, it was undoubtedly Gao Yuansheng.

"Yes."

"Hello, I'm Gao Yuansheng's wife. He... something happened to him." At the end of the speech, the other party's tone became choked up.

Tang Gui asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know." The woman's voice was choked up: "He was in a car accident this morning, and he was rescued just now. As soon as he wakes up, let me call you and say that you can save him."

Tang Gui raised his eyebrows, sat up and asked, "Which hospital are you in now?"

"The Second Hospital of Fog City."

"Send me the exact location on WeChat."

Since Gao Yuansheng sent him to the hospital that day, the two have never been in touch.

Now that Gao Yuansheng suddenly asked someone to call him for help, he must have encountered something evil.

Tang Gui went back to the Taoist temple, picked up his backpack, and as soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Chu Yang who was shouting about the hot weather and going back to rest, leaning on the door of the main hall, crossing his arms, looking at him, and asking, "Where are you going?"

"Hospital."

Chu Yang asked: "What are you going to the hospital for?"

"Look at people."

Tang Gui walked out while talking, feeling the gaze behind him that could not be ignored, he sighed, stopped, turned around and asked him, "Do you want to go together?"

Chu Yang hooked the corner of his mouth and walked towards him: "Well, since you said so, then go and have a look."

"..."

Tsundere death is up to you.

The author has something to say: Chu Yang: I want to go, but I won’t say it!

Sorry for the long wait, I also forgot whether it was not updated the day before yesterday or yesterday, it’s not rough, but I added a few hundred words to the last one.

ps bail is the abbreviation of release on bail

Under normal circumstances, Chu Yang cannot release Tang Gui on bail, and this article is written for plot needs.

Also, don't learn from the ancestors, you still have to abide by the law and communicate in a civilized manner