Raising Evil Spirits

Our Zhao Qian is not a vase. Of course, there are ways to crack this type of spell. Watching her pick up the paper talisman to recite the spell silently, and easily separate the paper man from the spell talisman.

"This person is so bad that I bumped my head." Yu Xiaoxue was also angry, touching her forehead, very upset.

I just remembered that Yu Xiaoxue was sitting behind, and I quickly observed her injury, and found that it did not swell up, just rub it and heal it.

We were pretty happy along the way because of this change. Zhao Qian just cried and said nothing. I think we should teach this person some lessons.

The Zhao family’s ancestral house occupies a large area, and it is quite a vacation village. The surrounding trees should have knowledge in the planting position. After all, it is a family of Xuanmen Fengshui. This is not easy, but unfortunately I don’t understand it.

Think about it, too. Grandpa Zhao's family is also a rich native. It is not difficult to change the ancestral house into a resort for cultivation and vitality.

Many cars have been parked in the parking lot outside Zhuangzi one after another, most of which are good cars worth three to five million. It seems that the people who came this time are either rich or expensive.

Zhao He is already waiting for us anxiously at the door of Zhuangzi. It seems that Zhao Yi told him what happened to us.

"If it wasn't for the second uncle, I almost hadn't beaten that kid just now, his mother's evil bird!" Zhao He cursed.

"Thanks to Brother Tian, ​​otherwise I would be in trouble. He didn't know where he got my hair, and he tied the little man with my eight characters and the paper talisman together, wanting me to be in bad luck all the time. "

The paper talisman was glued and stuck directly on the ground, and the effect of driving back and forth was similar to the effect of some grandma beating villains. And after the evil talisman was tied, it escalated to the point where thousands of people trampled on thousands of people. Those who were cursed walked and wrestled lightly. After a long time, they would inevitably encounter a car accident or suffer other bad luck and death. Extremely.

"This kind of person will incur retribution, right, Brother Tian." Yu Xiaoxue said with a small fist.

I nodded and looked at Zhao Qian, but Zhao Qian happened to be looking at me. She blushed a little moved. This time I saved her again.

"Fucking old beast! I'm so cruel to my niece, I'll ask him to reason!" Zhao He quit, he rolled up his sleeves and went to Zhao Zhou to reason, but Zhao Qian stopped.

"Brother, if you reason with him, he won't admit it. It was not the same last time. When he complained to grandma, we became bad guys." Zhao Qian was a little anxious. How can this straight line go round and round with others?

"That can't make him cheap!" Zhao He gritted his teeth with anger.

"Okay, Dad is already waiting for us. Let's take one step and count as one step. They didn't harm me anyway." Zhao Qian also has a good temper, and evil things like evil talisman are not a joke.

I took Yu Xiaoxue and followed the two brothers and sisters to the ancestral hall behind Zhuangzi.

Worthy of being a big family, the ancestral hall is very large, covering at least two hundred square meters. From the outside, it is estimated to be more than ten meters in length.

The Zhao family also did not stipulate that outsiders were not allowed in, so there were not many people accommodated. There were dozens or hundreds of men and women, and many great-grandchildren had already run around the house.

The old man of the Zhao family estimated that the burning of incense in the inner hall had not yet come out, so the people of Bailai were divided into several groups. For example, the eldest son Zhao Xi had a bunch of people, and the second son Zhaozhou had a bunch of people. The third daughter, Zhao Yuan, also piled up a bunch of them. They have distinct camps. It is estimated that their troops have not yet arrived, and the situation is unknown, so they will not say hello to each other. There is a situation where the three kingdoms stand together.

Zhao He led us to the camp on the left.

A thin, white man in his fifties stood beside a few Taoist chiefs, and the rest were relatives of Zhao Qian’s mother. Her mother was among the four leading groups in the county, although this time because of avoiding suspicion Not here, but Zhao Qian's eldest uncle, second uncle and the like have all come to town.

"Dad!" Zhao Qian and Zhao He both greeted Zhao Xi.

"Yeah." Zhao Xi nodded and glanced at me and Yu Xiaoxue behind Zhao Qian, knowing that Zhou Xianpo was not invited this time, and his face was slightly disappointed: "Did you not invite Senior Zhou Xian?"

"No, I'm disappointed, but..." Zhao Qian bit her lip, and then wanted to introduce Yu Xiaoxue and me to her father.

"It's fine if you don't get here. Senior Zhou Xian doesn't make it easy." Zhao Xi waved his hand directly. "They are all friends of Zhao He and Zhao Qian, right? Sit down first. I have something to say to a few others. Let’s just talk about it, there’s no time to take care of you."

"Dad! He..." Zhao Qian had to say something, but stopped me.

"Uncle Zhao, you are busy." I replied politely. It's no wonder Zhao Xi, after all, we are here to watch the excitement. Even if Zhao Xi can be so polite, even if he is worthy of us, he still counts on others to give us a gift. It's too uninteresting.

I glanced at a few Taoist leaders in yellow clothes, but didn't figure out which faction they belonged to. After all, I couldn't tell if I didn't shoot, and these few didn't look at us directly.

Seeing that their father didn’t want to take care of their friends, both Zhao Qian and Zhao He’s expressions were a bit embarrassing. Of course, Zhao Qian was already much better than Zhao He when facing her father. If Zhao He brought his friends, it is estimated that Zhao Hee just killed him.

There are a lot of tables in the hall of the ancestral hall, and there are many cold dishes on them, such as braised beef, cashew pork tongue and so on. They are for our guests. Yu Xiaoxueren Xiaoyanwei, she couldn’t take her turn just now. Said, can only feast on the table.

"I'm sorry, my dad is actually pretty good, but he is not feeling well recently, so he is not in a good mood." Zhao Qian explained to me.

"It's okay, I'm not here to help anyway." I said with a smile, picked up my chopsticks and ate some cashew nuts and braised beef.

Zhao Qian didn't know what to say, so she looked at her brother, Zhao He looked at me, pinched her chin, nothing happened.

After a while, he jumped out this sentence: "Brother Tian, ​​let's... drink some white?"

"Brother, it's okay!" Zhao Qian stopped immediately.

"It's okay, just come some." I simply said.

Just do it, Zhao He ran to get two bottles of Jinliufu and filled me with a glass.

The two nearby families didn't pay attention to us, and Zhao Yi was even talking nonsense with his friends, so we both immediately drank, while Zhao Qian and Yu Xiaoxue were bored.

After a while, people were almost there, and the old man from the Zhao family came out of the inner hall in a wheelchair. He was skinny and covered with age spots. He was lying on the chair of the master’s office and he was still holding a bottle. Come out, it is estimated that it may hang up at any time.

I glanced at the old man of the Zhao family, and did not see any traces of ghosts. It seems that this ghost is 80% of people, and it is a place like the ancestral hall, so he hid. It is estimated that the ritual has to start with ghosts. , Otherwise it cannot be adjusted.

Grandma Zhao's face has a fierce temper. She was probably the housekeeper when she was young. She pushed the wheelchair and frowned and glanced at the three houses.

"Zhao Xi, Zhao Zhou, Zhao Yuan, the three of you have seen it too. Your father made that thing like this. Now is the time to save your life. Who will come first?" Grandma Zhao Jia said very boldly, not half-nonsense. The sentence is called.

The principals of the three families immediately became agitated. After all, everyone is confident to save others. These are all high-ranking people who spend a lot of money and great affection. Who can save his father first will be his own.

"Mom, I'm the eldest brother, so let me come first. I have invited Sanxianguan's Sanyun layman and several of his disciples to drive away the ghosts. If it fails, let the second brother and third sister go on." Zhao Xina The big one pressed the next two, he is the eldest brother after all.

Zhao Zhou sneered with a sneer, but he didn't say anything to refute. He just glanced at each other with the 70-80-year-old man. The old man was still not irritable, and seemed to make Zhaozhou less irritable, and then revealed A smile of unknown meaning.

The old lady of the Zhao family glanced at the old man next to Zhao Zhou, showing a happy smile, and nodded with him as if she knew each other. It seemed that the identity of the old man was very difficult.

"Brother, where's the Sanxianguan? Don't blame the third sister, I live in the city and don't understand, how much do you pay? Your brother-in-law donated eight hundred and eight hundred thousand incense at Pantian Temple, and he invited it several times. Just invited Ji Shi to host, our father is like that, let Ji Shi see it first, so as not to toss him again. "The third daughter, Zhao Yuan, is reluctant. Why? The person in her family is a person who eats both black and white in the city. Our brother-in-law is rich and willful!

The person invited is the Jishi monk. Look at the style of the host, is it comparable to those of your three immortals?

Not to mention, I looked towards the monk Jishi, and I saw that the monk Jishi was full of style, bright red Futian clothes, with a benlong tin stick in his right hand, and a mahogany bowl in his left hand. They were all high-priced goods! People who didn't know thought Zhang Jizhong was going to remake Journey to the West.

Moreover, Ji Shi also brought a dozen minions, and Tang Sanzang was only three apprentices. Now his aura, let alone fighting, probably no one would dare to challenge him.

Monk Ji Shi is probably in his 60s or 70s, but he looks kind and kind. Everyone sees that he really seems to have taken a reassurance pill. He stood up, shook his head kindly and said to Zhao Yuan: "Don’t be foolish, Master Bodhidharma once said: The Buddha asks for nothing, but the Buddha is in his heart. The benefactor’s incense sentiment does not invite poor monks to help the world, but only the heart of the Buddha."

The old lady of the Zhao family is also fascinated by the Buddha. Upon hearing what the Buddhist monk Ji Shi said, she felt that Ji Shi seemed to be an eminent monk, so she immediately nodded with a smile: Look, just these few words, the grade comes out, this one It is estimated to be successful.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuan was stunned when he saw Ji Shi say this to her, and said eagerly, "No, I said that the master, you are my side. The one in my family paid a lot of money. I don’t understand my heart. After spending so much money, you just say can you fix it?

The old lady of the Zhao family frowned. Why are these three girls in a daze?

"Everyone is a Buddha, and we are mortal because of delusion. The mind of the Buddha is the process by which we break through our delusions and enlightenment to find our own nature. Donors, evil and non-external, all want to live, and when the righteous heart is born, evil will go away." Ji Shi Seeing that she didn't understand, the monk explained again.

As a result, Zhao Yuan didn't understand at all. She recognized the money in her eyes. At this hearing, she thought that the old monk could not rectify, so she immediately became angry: "Can rectify?"

"Can...can be rectified!" Monk Ji Shi's face was pulled down: I have never seen you so uneducated. Is it easy for Lao Tzu to say so much?

"Brother Tian, ​​Xuexue understands these words, he said it can be rectified." Yu Xiaoxue said while biting the braised beef.

Zhao Qian was by my side, and she laughed after hearing the puff. The wine I had just swallowed was also sprayed out, but she was speechless: Oh, it's hard for the monk, and she pretended not to find the right person.