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

Tang Gui walked into the courtyard and walked towards the West Side Hall.

The mahjong table in the room is neatly stacked with four mahjong games, and a thin layer of dust has fallen on it, indicating that it has not been touched for a long time.

Tang Gui's face changed slightly, he closed the door, turned on the light, and called out the names of the old ghosts at the same time.

But a few minutes passed, and the room was silent.

Chu Yang came out of the jade tablet, looked around, and pointed to the southwest: "Tang Gui, there."

Tang Gui walked in the direction of his finger, and saw a beer bottle in a dark corner, the opening was sealed with a wooden cork, and the bottle was wrapped around a yellow talisman.

Tang Gui removed the talisman paper, shook the bottle, and heard several familiar screams from inside.

It's the old ghosts!

Without hesitation, he raised the wine bottle and threw it at the wall next to him.

The wine bottle shattered, several streams of Yin Qi floated out from it, and quickly gathered into human shapes. Seeing that it was Tang Gui and Chu Yang, they began to cry and howl.

"Woooooooo, Master Tang, you are finally back!"

"We thought we would never see you again!"

[-] hugged his leg and complained in tears: "A bad guy came and arrested us all."

Tang Gui asked, "What kind of bad guy?"

Yiyi: "The villain who wears the same clothes as last time!"

Taoist robe?

Could it be that fake Taoist escaped from prison?

It shouldn't be, if he escapes, Wang Qingren will definitely call and tell him to be more careful, but he has not received such a notice.

Seeing the two little ghosts talking intermittently for a long time, he couldn't describe clearly, so he could only turn his eyes to the old ghosts: "Tell me, what's going on?"

The old ghost said: "We are also confused. A few days ago, we were playing mahjong in the room, and suddenly a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe and covered in blood broke into the Taoist temple. After entering, we drove him away, but he caught."

Tang Gui was puzzled: "Didn't it hurt you?"

Several ghosts shook their heads at the same time: "No."

This is strange, if the fake Taoist really came to take revenge, he would definitely beat the old ghost and the others to death without saying a word.

He only arrested them, and carefully put the bottle in a dark corner, which showed that he didn't mean to hurt the kid.

Just as Tang Gui was thinking, a small sound suddenly came from outside.

One person and several ghosts instantly became vigilant.

Tang Gui pointed to a dark corner to the ghosts, signaling them to hide.

"I'll go out and see."

At this time, there was a creaking sound of the door opening outside, Tang Gui took the opportunity to go out, and happened to see the blue figure stepping into an empty room on the east side.

Hearing a sound behind him, the other party paused, turned around and saw a handsome young man walking out of Xipei Hall, he was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Who are you?"

Tang Gui looked at him and found that his face was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "I should ask you this question. Who are you and why are you in my yard?"

The middle-aged Taoist looked him up and down carefully, and when he saw Chu Yang walking out of the Xipei Hall, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he exclaimed, "You are the young man who took the bus in the underworld!"

After being reminded by this person, Tang Gui remembered.

He was the kind Taoist priest who reminded him to get on the wrong car that night and said he would take him off.

The middle-aged man looked apologetic: "Sorry fellow daoist, I didn't mean to break into your yard, I was really forced to do it."

He pointed to the room behind him, and said, "Except for those little ghosts and this room where they live temporarily, I haven't touched anything in other rooms."

Tang Gui saw the sincerity of what he said, and saw that the doors of the main hall and his bedroom were all locked, so he didn't pursue it too much.

It was hot outside, and the middle-aged Taoist invited Tang Gui into the room for a detailed discussion.

The middle-aged priest said that his name was Song Feng, and he was a loose monk who traveled around hunting ghosts when he was young.

The last time the two met on the underworld bus, he was chasing the female ghost, but after letting the female ghost escape, he never saw her again.

Tang Gui didn't tell him that the female ghost had died in Chu Yang's hands, so he just listened to him in silence.

Song Feng said that there is a wizard who specializes in drawing the souls of living people nearby, and he has been squatting near Linhe Park for a month or two in order to hunt down and kill him.

The previous time, Song Feng took advantage of the sorcerer's soul extraction and beat him to serious injuries, and that person held a grudge against him.

Some time ago, the other party sought him everywhere for revenge. Song Feng almost died, and later fled to the Taoist temple and passed out. After waking up, his mouth was dry.

He found that the Taoist temple was very dark and lifeless, and thought it was a deserted Taoist temple occupied by ghosts.

When he was drinking water by the faucet, a few brats in the Xipei Hall aggressively chased him away. At that time, Song Feng was seriously injured, and he had no strength to run for his life anymore, so he could only put the other brats into a bottle. Quiet for a few days.

"I wanted to recover from my injuries and leave, but after staying for two days, I found that there were living people living everywhere here, so I thought that out of politeness, I should say hello to the owner of the Taoist temple before leaving."

Tang Gui saw that his lips were still pale, and his breath was weak. There were only two door panels in the room, and there were bloodstains on them. He probably slept on these door panels for the past few days. It didn't look like he was lying.

"You... really don't need to go to the hospital?"

Song Feng shook his head: "It's okay."

"I'm yin and evil entering my body. I'll be fine if I get more exposure to the sun and raise it for a while."

Tang Gui saw that his attitude was modest, his tone was kind, his brows were kind and his eyes were kind, he didn't look like a liar or a sycophant.

He thought for a while and said: "Since you are injured and need to recuperate, then you should live here well. I usually have classes at school and will not disturb your rest."

"As for them little ghosts, don't worry about them. They are the little ghosts specially arranged by me to guard the Taoist temple. They won't hurt people's lives. I'll just tell them later."

Song Feng was surprised: "You mean... I can continue to live here?"

Tang Gui nodded: "Yes."

Hearing this, he looked happy, but soon thought of something, and his face instantly collapsed.

"I don't want to bother fellow daoist anymore. The wizard has been looking for me for the past few days. If he finds me here one day, it will be bad for fellow daoist and other little ghosts."

Tang Gui asked: "Is the wizard you said who specializes in pumping the souls of living beings tall, with a big bald head, a dragon tattoo on his left arm, and likes to carry a black shoulder bag when he travels?"

Song Feng was shocked again: "How did little fellow daoist know?"

"Did you fight him too?"

Tang Gui shook his head: "That's not true, but it can be regarded as offending him. I guess he will come to me to settle the score after taking revenge on you."

"Offended him?"

Tang Gui nodded: "Well, I have something to do with him being caught in the police station."

"Police station?" Song Feng thought for a while, showing a look of sudden realization: "No wonder he disappeared suddenly a few days ago. I thought he had escaped to other places, but it turned out that he was involved in a police station."

Tang Gui reassured: "You can stay here for a while, it's fine if he finds him, lest I take the initiative to settle accounts with him."

"Then thank you little fellow daoist."

"polite."

Tang Gui walked out of the east room, took the key to open the door of the main hall, and saw Chu Yang sitting on the altar table staring at him as soon as he entered, and said angrily, "Why don't you ask my opinion?"

Tang Gui approached the incense table, took out three sticks of incense from the incense box and lit it, tilted his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at him and said, "Didn't I come here to ask the patriarch for permission?"

Tang Gui respectfully bowed three times to the portrait, and took two steps forward. Just as he was about to insert the incense into the incense burner, he felt a sudden tightness in his waist and a touch of coolness on his back.

Chu Yang rested his chin on his left shoulder, and said arrogantly: "I don't agree."

Tang Gui tilted his head slightly and asked him, "Then why did you agree?"

Chu Yang snorted softly and didn't answer.

Tang Gui turned around in his arms, stood opposite him, put his hands on his shoulders, stared at him for a long time, stood on tiptoe, pecked his lips without warning, and asked: "Is this okay?"

Chu Yang's eyes sank suddenly, he pressed him on the incense table, held the back of his head with one hand, and kissed him fiercely.

Tang Gui was unprepared: "Well..."

Chu Yang is really getting more and more presumptuous and rough. Ghosts don't need to breathe, but people do.

Tang Gui's body was involuntarily limp due to lack of oxygen, he lay on the opponent's shoulder panting heavily, and warned in a serious tone: "Chu Yang, restrain yourself!"

As if he didn't hear it, Chu Yang said contentedly, "I'm collecting rent."

Take you big head ghost!

Tang Gui pushed him away, angrily grabbed a handful of Baiyin incense in the incense box and walked out of the main hall.

In the Xibei Hall, a few little ghosts swallowed greedily when they saw the incense stick in Tang Gui's hand, and nodded their heads non-stop when Tang Gui said that there was an additional resident in the temple.

After finishing all this, it was already noon.

Tang Gui took the subway to a nearby vegetable market to buy some fruits and vegetables, and bought a bed and bedding by the way.

Daoist Song Feng suffered such a serious injury and let him sleep on the hard door, he felt very sorry for it.

Because there are too many things, it is not easy to take them back.

The bed seller refused to deliver the goods when he heard that the address was the haunted Yanhe Temple. In the end, Tang Gui added more money, and the other party only delivered it to the side of the road a hundred meters away. like.

Tang Gui still had old injuries on his body, and he couldn't lift heavy objects, so he had to ask a certain patriarch to be a coolie.

Chu Yang disliked it very much, and felt that asking him to do such a trivial thing was simply overkill.

But even though he spoke dislike, his hands didn't stop. He got up with one hand and walked towards the Taoist temple. When he passed by Tang Gui, he snatched the bag he was carrying.

With a smile on his face, Tang Gui followed behind him empty-handed.

Song Feng didn't open his yin and yang eyes, and was shocked to see a bed and a big bag of vegetables floating in the air.

Turning to see Tang Gui, who was leisurely and casual behind him, he couldn't help but wondered: "Little fellow daoist, how did you manage to send these little devils at will?"

"...Ah" Tang Gui didn't know how to answer, thought for a long time, and said, "Bribe."

"Okay." Song Feng sighed: "I'm so poor now, I really have nothing to bribe them."

After Tang Gui heard this, he just pursed his lips and smiled without explaining too much.

On the contrary, Chu Yang was unhappy and said, "Why didn't I see your bribe?"

Tang Gui pretended that he hadn't heard it, and approached the east room, ready to take out the two door panels. Before his hands touched, his wrists were grabbed, and Chu Yang's clear and reprimanded voice sounded in his ears: "If you're injured, don't worry. Not being honest, go and stay aside."

Tang Gui was not polite to him, he really stood aside, looked at Chu Yang with a cold face, reluctantly cleaned the door panel out, and moved the wooden bed in.

Because Daoist Song Feng took the initiative to make lunch, Tang Gui thought he was fine, so he washed the newly bought sheets and bedding and dried them in the sun.

In the end, it was seen by a certain patriarch, who was not good at eating. He leaned against the door of the main hall, folded his arms around his chest, and said angrily, "Why didn't I see you being so courteous to me?"

Tang Gui asked him: "How do you want me to be courteous?"

Chu Yang said in a strange way: "Hmph, usually you don't even come to put a stick of incense, so you have the nerve to ask me?"

Tang Gui: "You can burn incense yourself."

Chu Yang said unconvinced: "He has hands, why don't you let him wash them by himself?"

Tang Gui: "He was seriously injured."

Chu Yang: "Are you not injured yourself?"

Tang Gui: "My injury is much better."

"Hmph, after all, it's you who are courteous to others"

"..."

Tang Gui didn't understand how a big man could make trouble so unreasonably.

But this is not the first time Chu Yang has done this, he has become accustomed to it, silently set up the clean sheets to dry, then turned and went back to the bedroom to take a rest for a while.

Chu Yang followed up angrily, entered the room, and closed the door with a bang.

The author has something to say: Tang Gui: What are you doing here?

Chu Yang: Ask for a bribe.

I am really promising in the recent daily update! (Crazy boasting, hehehe)