After the rebirth of the master of metaphysics

Lu Sijin touched the man's chest with his fingers, and then he clenched his five fingers and knocked Yang Shu down to the ground. His clothes rustled, and countless flying ash was thrown up.

Poplar, who was foaming at the mouth, convulsed violently.

Zhou Yang was taken aback, "Lao Yang has epilepsy? Why haven't I heard from him?"

"What kind of epilepsy, he is bewitched, hold him down!"

The word Zhongxie once happened to his youngest son, Zhou Yang was very sensitive to it, looked at Yang Shu's ferocious face, and pushed him to the ground with his backhand.

Lu Sijin saw a willow tree one person tall beside the dam, and took a willow branch down.

Swiping a finger on the willow branch, the seemingly ordinary willow branch flashed a red light, and pulled it towards the poplar.

Every time he draws, a streak of blood will appear on Yang Shu's body.

"A woo woo!"

Yang Shu, a big man, let out a shrill scream that looked like a woman.

Zhou Yang's scalp was numb when he heard it, and his back was sweating coldly.

"Uncle Zhou, get out of the way."

Zhou Yang got up and let go, Yang Shu turned over and got up to escape, but was stepped on the ground by Lu Sijin.

"Would you like to go?"

"Woooooo."

Lu Sijin frowned, and raised the willow branch, "Don't go? I beat you so hard that you will never be reborn!"

When Yang Shu heard this, he rolled his eyes and fell limply to the ground.

A black shadow slipped away along the ditch.

Lu Sijin snorted softly, "You're smart."

"Uncle Zhou, help and help him up."

After Zhou Yang lifted the poplar tree up, Lu Sijin asked Yang, "Do you have money paper and scented wax at home?"

After being frightened, it took a long time for Mrs. Yang to come back to her senses, "Yes, yes!"

Putting the poplar on the bed, Lu Sijin picked up a handful of money paper, it ignited spontaneously without fire, and threw it into the ditch. In the blink of an eye, the money paper disappeared even ashes.

"Light the white wax by the side of the gutter and plug it in, and your husband will be fine."

Yang Shi was still in shock, hugging her child, and asked, "Big, Master, what was that just now?"

Lu Sijin: "Oh, it's just a water monkey."

"Water, water monkey! Me, my husband never messes with that kind of thing?" Yang said in a panic.

Lu Sijin patted the dust off his body, "After your husband wakes up, you can ask him yourself."

Inside the room, Zhou Yang shouted in surprise, "Jin Zai, Lao Yang has woken up."

Yang Shi was overjoyed and hurried back to the house with the child in her arms.

Lu Sijin slowly approached the Yang family's house.

Lying on the bed, Yang Shu was breathing weakly, his face was pale, and he looked blankly at his wife and daughter, Zhou Yang from the next village, and a stranger in front of him.

"What's wrong with me?"

His wife, Yang Shi, hammered his chest while crying, and said, "Damn you, where did you provoke something like a water monkey? It almost killed our family of three!"

Yang Shu was at a loss, "I don't have one."

Lu Sijin asked: "Recently, haven't you done anything with a deep memory?"

Lu Sijin's cold voice awakened his chaotic brain.

"I remembered! Not long ago, a group of children were taking a bath in Hanoi, and one of them was almost drowned, so I helped him out. After a few days, I felt dizzy and my body was weak. I don’t have enough strength, and I always dream of a woman choking my neck and asking me to pay for my life. I don’t know what happened next.”

Lu Sijin said: "Because you saved the child's life, the water ghost has no substitute, so he stalks you with resentment. But don't worry about being stalked by the water ghost again in the future. People with kind thoughts will often It is the person that evil spirits dare not harm the most. It has consumed most of its cultivation this time by pestering you, even if it wants to harm people again, it will probably take a hundred years."

Just now he was beaten by Lu Sijin a few times, whether he can live or not is probably a question.

Yang Shu raised his heart and put it down.

"I see, thank you Master."

Lu Sijin glanced at the faint golden light flashing above Yang Shu's head, and reminded: "Because of your kind thoughts to save people, you were entangled by water ghosts and passed through the final death calamity. In the past, your days can be regarded as smooth sailing and longevity. Bai Sui, the premise is that you can't do evil."

Yang Shu immediately shook his head: "Heavenly conscience, I, Yang Shu, am an honest person. I only hope that my family will be safe in this life."

Yang Shu gave Yang a look, and Yang quickly took out all the cash on his body. After a rough calculation, it was almost 2000 yuan.

"Master, this is a little wish from me, please accept it."

Lu Sijin refused, "I don't want the money anymore. During the few days when the old Taoist priest passed away, it rained every day, and the Taoist temple also rained. It was too dilapidated to live in. This time, I asked Brother Yang to help me renovate Qishan Mountain. Taoist, I only hope that Brother Yang can give me a discount on the fee when the time comes."

Yang Shu smiled and said: "Oh, so you are the apprentice of the old Taoist Master Lu of the Qishan Taoist Temple, and the old Taoist Lu is a good person! Don't worry, my benefactor, I promise to renovate the Qishan Temple for you to be as good as new!"

After solving the renovation of the Taoist temple, Lu Sijin can go back to school with peace of mind.

On the same day, he also received the Taoist certificate logo sent by the Metaphysics Association. The "Taishang Zhengyi League Prestige Sutra" is genuine and has a sense of righteousness, and ordinary evil spirits dare not approach it easily.

After returning from Shangyang Village, he received news from Li Yichuan.

[Li Yichuan: Song Heng is dead! 】

[Lu Sijin:? 】

[Li Yichuan: Fellow Daoist Lu, I'm really sorry. I took him into custody at the Metaphysics Association, but found him dead the next day. 】

[Lu Sijin: Got it. 】

Lu Sijin didn't ask too much, it was a matter of their Metaphysics Association, and had nothing to do with him, a little Taoist priest.

Talking too much will cause unnecessary trouble.

..........

He Shaoying returned home from the police station, and saw her own brother get out of the car as soon as she got home.

He ran over excitedly, "Brother, where have you been these few days? Do you know that in the past two days, Uncle Tao took me to the police for the first time, and I encountered a big case. Being built into the wall......."

He Shaohua interrupted him: "Well, Xiaohu, give him the things in the trunk."

He Shaoying said excitedly: "Brother, you brought a gift!"

Turning around, he saw Xiaohu take out a large bag of things from the trunk and stuff it in his hand.

He Shaoying was stunned, looking at the two chubby piglets on the plastic bag, on which it wrote aggressively: Feed for twins, keep your pigs swollen!

"Brother, what is this?"

He Shaohua: "Eat more, it's good for your brain."

After finishing speaking, he straddled his long legs and went upstairs.

He Shaohua was shocked: "!"

Are you still my brother?

Treat me like a piggy!unacceptable! !

............

This is Lu Sijin's last day in Phoenix Town.

After finishing all the work, he specially bought good things for worship, such as gold ingots, golden luxury cars, ten or eight paper figurines of beauties, and brought them up the mountain to the grave of the old Taoist priest, burning them over and over again while facing them. The stele muttered a few words.

"When the Taoist temple is refurbished, come back and have a look, and see if you like it."

He folded a gold ingot himself and put it into the fire, the orange flame licked everything.

The green smoke floated towards the sky, making an inexplicable bend.

That night Lu Sijin had two dreams.

In the dream, there was an old Taoist priest wearing a festive ancient Taoist robe, with a pair of glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, holding a simple booklet in his left hand, and a sapphire-colored vermilion pen in his right hand to check the black words on the booklet.

He sat at a desk with a carved beam and painted building and a modern-style sofa.

Looking up at Lu Sijin with a satisfied face, "Jin Zai has grown up and knows to take on the responsibility of being the master of the Taoist temple. After the Taoist temple is repaired, I will come back and have a look."

This is Lu Sijin's master, Lu Xingzhi.

Lu Sijin stared at him, doubtful: "So you let me inherit a broken Taoist temple, the purpose is to let me use money to renovate it?"

The old Taoist coughed lightly, "You child, what are you talking about?"

Then, he said solemnly: "Qishan Temple is the painstaking effort of my creation, you boy must treat it well. I think you have the ability now, then let it flourish, and the pilgrims will not stop, it is not in vain, Patriarch I am so optimistic about you. Believe me, master, I think you have a great opportunity, and respect our patriarch, it will definitely be good for you."

Lu Sijin was hesitating.

His expression was gentle: "Don't wonder where you came from, in my eyes, you will always be the undergrown golden boy hiding behind me."

Lu Sijin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

The screen turns.

A huge stone statue soaring into the sky, it has no facial features, but it has a solemn treasure appearance, a feeling of pity for the world, a trace of good luck, like a red ribbon wrapped around the body.

Compared with the huge stone statue, Lu Sijin standing in front of it is like a small black spot.

At this time, something fell from the sky and hit Lu Sijin on the head.

Lu Sijin looked confused: "Stone?"

He did not know why he picked up the stone.

At this moment, a lot of rocks were thrown at him, and Lu Sijin hurriedly dodged with his head in his arms.

Wait until Lu Sijin was out of breath, and hid at the foot of the stone statue, "Master Patriarch, you hit me, you have to tell me the reason?"

A large rock fell from the sky and split open before his eyes.

Lu Sijin suddenly realized, "So you want me to help you repair the stone statue?"

The momentum of the huge stone statue softened.

Lu Sijin rubbed his face, sat down, and counted with his fingers: "Our family is too poor, and I alone support a large family. As you can see, I only have 10 yuan on me. Excluding half of the donation, there is still 5 yuan left. Except for living expenses, all the money is used to repair the Taoist temple. Didn’t the Zhang family and his wife say they want to repair your "body"? Or, forget it?"

The stone statue suddenly became dazzlingly golden, almost blinding Lu Sijin's eyes.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, strangely understanding the meaning of the stone statue.

"Change, isn't it a little extravagant to change a golden body? At most, it will be copper?"

The imposing manner of the stone statue changed suddenly, and it was extremely fierce.

Lu Sijin clutched his throbbing heart, and tentatively asked: "Must it be gold?"

The stone statue touched Lu Sijin's forehead with golden energy, and directly lifted him out of the dream.

Waking up from a dream, Lu Sijin was sore all over: "......"

In today's world, is being a god so philistine?

Early in the morning, Lu Sijin received a call from He Shaohua, asking if Xiaohu should pick him up, but Lu Sijin refused.

The train ticket cost him 80 yuan, and now it cannot be refunded, so it cannot be wasted!

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