Young hero, please stay! !

Chapter 8 The article fails to reach heaven!
Tonight, there was a lot of excitement outside the courtyard of Rich Master Liu's house. Common people who had nothing to do had long heard the rumors that the Liu family's mansion was haunted. How could these common people, who had never even seen the knights and knights a few times, miss this kind of excitement? , one after another brought their own small benches, prepared melon seeds and peanuts, and surrounded the Liu family's mansion.

Seeing that they couldn't squeeze in, the three people simply climbed up the wall next door. From a high position, they could see more clearly.

Meng You clutched various exorcism charms bought from fortune-telling stalls on the street in his hands, his little eyes rolling: "Hey, I have no experience in this kind of thing, you are a professional, do you need anything? Tell me what you should pay attention to so that I don't violate taboos."

The little Taoist priest looked at the nervous Meng You and comforted him: "Ghosts are just the souls of people after death, and they are no different from ordinary people. If there were vicious ghosts here, the imperial demon-slaying division would have sent them long ago. People are here. As for the taboos, it’s my first time, so I’m not sure.”

It was fine without comfort, but once he comforted Meng You, he became even more panicked: "Please! As the only professional here, you actually told me that this is your first time?" Meng You was completely speechless, and took out the two extra coins in his hand. Zhang Fulu handed it to the two of them: "Here, one for each, don't say I'm not interesting enough."

The little Taoist priest looked at the talismans in his hands and said softly: "Brother Meng, these talismans are all drawn randomly and there are countless of them."

"Do you also understand talismans?"

"Understood."

"Get out of here, young master, you know a little about talismans, you know a little about Taoism, you know a little about everything!" Meng You was furious: "Do you know what a little understanding means? In layman's terms, it means you don't understand anything! "

The little Taoist priest scratched his head in embarrassment and explained: "When I was on the mountain, I only read all the books on the mountain. As for the practice, this is indeed the first time."

Meng You looked disdainful.

Su Xiaotong was shocked!
Taoism was divided into two after the Tao Ancestor. The Tao Ancestor's first disciple created his own lineage of Tianzong and majored in the illusory way of heaven; while the second disciple of the Taoist Ancestor created the human lineage and majored in the way of swordsmanship.As for Longhu Mountain, as the ancestral home of the Renzong, it is a bit exaggerated to say that the collection of books on the mountain is vast, but the four words "there are roads in the mountain of books" are quite appropriate.

The doors all around the Liu family's mansion were open. Rich old man Liu, who was over fifty years old, took his family and stood beside the altar in the center of the courtyard. On the altar, a goddess with her face painted with various patterns was walking barefoot. Dancing wildly, mumbling words, and performing backflips from time to time, I was not sure whether it could drive away ghosts, but these two tricks won the house a lot of applause!

Rich old man Liu watched the goddess dance continuously, feeling anxious but not daring to interrupt rashly. This was already the fifth ritual this month. After the previous rituals were completed, there was a three-day lull, and the whole house became quiet again. Something started to go wrong. The sound of reading could be heard every night, which frightened Mr. Liu and his family to lose weight day by day.

On the other hand, my youngest daughter, whose marriage was annulled because of this incident, not only did not lose weight, but became more plump, smiling all day long, and humming some songs from time to time.

This frightened the old rich man Liu, who was the slave of his daughter. He was afraid that his daughter would be contaminated with something unclean, so he did not hesitate to spend 300 taels of money to invite the most famous goddess within a hundred miles to take care of their family. Eliminate disasters and eliminate difficulties.

Meng You was lying on the eaves, looking at the hard-working goddess, and couldn't help but ask: "Master theorist, can this goddess really drive away ghosts by dancing?"

The little Taoist priest also looked at it seriously and replied softly: "If it is the witchcraft dance of the ancient witch clan, it can indeed drive away ghosts, but this person doesn't seem to be very good at it."

"That's not good." Meng You asked lazily, "This is an easy job. I can support my family just by dancing and pretending. If I don't make a living in the world in the future, I will do this as well."

Su Xiaotong looked at Meng You who was about to fall asleep and said softly: "300 taels."

"Huh? What did you say?" Meng You didn't hear clearly.

"I said she received 300 taels." Su Xiaotong looked at Meng You, whose eyes widened, and emphasized: "Real money."

"Damn it, is she trying to steal money?" Meng You looked incredulous: "Is there really a fool who would be fooled?"

Su Xiaotong looked at Mr. Liu and his family in the courtyard: "Isn't that right?"

"Where is the evildoer, don't show up quickly!"

Meng You, who was in a daze, was suddenly startled by the goddess' loud voice and quickly looked down.I saw the goddess who was dancing just now doing a neat backflip, took out a handful of glutinous rice from her pocket, and threw it into the corner. Suddenly, a long hair-covered knife came out of the empty corner. The white-clothed figure in front of him was suspended in mid-air with his feet off the ground!
Immediately afterwards, a miserable female voice sounded, scaring Old Rich Liu and his family to retreat. Even the melon-eating people watching outside the hospital fled in an instant!
For them, watching the fun is important, but if they really bump into these unclean things and run too slow, they might get into trouble!

The two people hiding on the eaves were also surprised to see the ghost that suddenly appeared. Meng You sneered: "Wow, this kind of deceptive trick can actually earn 300 taels. If I had known, I would also make a fortune in this industry. Get rich."

The little Taoist priest looked at Meng You, waiting for his answer.

When Meng You saw both of them looking at him in confusion, he suddenly became proud and said in a pretentious manner: "For the sake of your humility in asking for advice, I will mercifully teach you a lesson. That thing It's not a ghost, but a puppet, with its limbs fixed by a very thin wire, and a ventriloquist woman speaking through a bamboo tube not far away. After amplification, this is the effect."

Meng You looked at Su Xiaotong who obviously didn't believe it, and suddenly became anxious: "What! You still don't believe it! Look carefully at the limbs of that ghost!"

Su Xiaotong looked closely, and under the reflection of the moonlight, he could indeed see a silk thread connected to the ghost's body.

"How's it going? Do you believe me now?" Meng You got the advantage and behaved: "You guys, after all, you have too little experience in the world. I have already mastered this kind of shadow puppetry when I was ten years old."

"I didn't expect Brother Meng to be so knowledgeable. He has learned a lesson."

Hearing the young Taoist priest's support, Meng You looked at him with satisfaction. This man is a malleable talent and will surely become a great person in the future!

The added scene is no different from the picture book. The goddess is shouting some nonsense like "doing justice for heaven". The female ghost is naturally dissatisfied. One person and one ghost are in front of old rich man Liu and everyone. After a fight, the dangerous goddess relied on her persistence in the right path to finally pierce the female ghost's body with a wooden sword. After a few painful wails, the female ghost crossed the wall. , disappeared into thin air.

The frightened old rich man Liu looked at the seriously injured Goddess, thanked him again and again, and kept asking if the ghost was really eliminated. After receiving the Goddess's affirmative answer, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he not only respectfully handed over the silver coin. All the trays were served, and the goddess was asked to stay in the house for a few more days.

The Goddess put on a look of embarrassment, and after a lot of fighting between heaven and man, she finally excused herself as being seriously injured and might really have to bother her in the house for a few more days.

Both sides get what they need and enjoy themselves happily.

But the youngest son of Mr. Liu, who was holding on to the two men, said in a sweet voice, "Dad, isn't the ghost in our family a boy? But the one just now is obviously a sister!"

The child was innocent and innocent, but the goddess had a livid look on her face.

It wasn't just the goddess who was livid, Old Rich Man Liu and his family looked at the illusory figure that appeared behind the goddess with horrified expressions. He raised his fingers tremblingly and pointed behind the goddess, but there was not even a word in his mouth. Unable to speak.

The three Meng You who were hiding on the eaves also saw the real ghost. Meng You took the talisman he bought and put it on his forehead, and he didn't know which god or Buddha he was praying to.The first time he saw a ghost, Meng You didn't dare to look twice. According to the old people in Ciqikou, if you meet a ghost in the middle of the night, as long as you don't look at him, he will never see you!
The goddess in the courtyard looked at the frightened old rich man Liu and his family. She turned her head subconsciously and came face to face with the ghost dressed as a scholar. After being stunned for a moment, the goddess passed out.

The Confucian scholar-like ghost seemed to blame himself, and apologetically wanted to explain it to Mr. Liu and his family, but who would have thought that just as he stretched out his hand, a peach wood sword flew from a distance, but this peach wood sword The accuracy was extremely poor, as if it was thrown at random.

The Confucian Ghost looked in the direction from which the wooden sword flew, and saw a little Taoist priest wearing a worn yellow and purple Taoist robe standing on the eaves, with his hand still in the posture of throwing the sword; beside him stood a figure who looked like A handsome young man, with a sword on his waist; between the two, a huddled guy with a talisman on his forehead was curled up on the eaves, crying and screaming.

The little Taoist priest stood on the eaves and said angrily: "Monster, don't hurt anyone." Then, the little Taoist priest made a gesture like a crane spreading its wings, and then a banished immortal jumped from the eaves. Next, he left the world behind and became independent. After rescuing Mr. Liu and his family, he left in style!

But this is the little Taoist priest who was kicked out of Longhu Mountain. Although he put on a showy appearance, he never moved an inch.

"Brother Su, help me?"

Looking at the little Taoist priest's blushing cheeks, Su Xiaotong sighed helplessly, grabbed the little Taoist priest's arm, and dropped from the eaves!
He tapped the wall with his toes, a beautiful kite turned over, and the two of them fell into the courtyard safely.

Meng You, who was left alone on the eaves, noticed something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one around him.

"Hey, you two forgot about me!"

Su Xiaotong completely ignored Meng You who was yelling, and just frowned at the ghost dressed as a Confucian scholar in front of him.

It stands to reason that ghosts are unable to reincarnate safely due to unresolved grievances before death, so ordinary ghosts are usually extremely cruel and kill people for fun.Although there are some kind-hearted ghosts, as long as they are ghosts, they will always carry a hint of ghost energy.

But the ghost in front of them not only did not have a trace of ghost energy in his body, but instead had a pure and awe-inspiring aura blowing towards his face, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Although Su Xiaotong was born in Shushan in southern Xinjiang and did not know much about the affairs of the Central Plains, he also knew that Confucian disciples cultivated the righteousness internally and the sword of Confucianism externally. They were known as 72 Sages and 36 Gentlemen. Confucian disciples could still be so spiritual after death. With pure awe-inspiring energy, it is obvious that this ghost's attainments during his lifetime can definitely be ranked among the 36 gentlemen!
In the vast nine states of the Central Plains, there are only 36 gentlemen with the title of "gentleman". There are more than a million Confucian scholars all over the world?How could a gentleman die here in this remote Liangzhou and not want to leave Huaihua County even if he turned into a ghost?
Although the little Taoist priest had not been down the mountain for a long time and did not know much about the people and things at the foot of the mountain as Su Xiaotong did in southern Xinjiang, he could still feel the ghost in front of him without any resentment at all.

Out of respect, the little Taoist priest scratched his head and asked: "If you don't hurt this family, sir, I will never make things difficult for you. It's just that you have such a pure and awe-inspiring spirit around you, so I hope you can tell me your name."

When the scholar heard this, he also made a standard Confucian disciple's salute to the two of them, and said with a smile: "Confucian, Lu Yuanhui."

Lu Yuanhui?
Su Xiaotong had never heard of this name.

At least in recent years, Confucianism did not have such a figure.

The scholar looked at the two of them and said softly: "I mean no harm to anyone. If you two can trust me, why don't we talk about it step by step?"

The little Taoist priest nodded, and even Su Xiaotong, who had always been as cold as ice, agreed.

"Before I leave, I need to erase their memories." The scholar smiled slightly, crossed his fingers with his hands, and moved a little higher. The wealthy old Liu family, who were still awake, fell asleep on the spot. "Don't panic, they will wake up after taking a nap." come over."

Seeing the two men nodding, the scholar glanced at the young daughter of Mr. Liu with some reluctance, and then waved his sleeves. The two of them felt their eyes blurred. When they opened their eyes again, they had already left the Liu family's mansion.

The art of shrinking the ground into an inch!

Su Xiaotong is well-informed and naturally knows the mystery of this magical power.

Beside the two of them, Meng You, who was supposed to be crying and howling on the eaves, also appeared here.

The scholar smiled slightly and asked softly: "Are you three used to drinking West Lake Longjing?"

Seeing the vigilance on the three people's faces, the scholar shook his head and began to make tea: "You three, don't panic, this is my private school. If you don't mind, can you tell me, who has not talked to outsiders for a long time?" How about a casual chat with the old guy we talked to?"

The little Taoist priest was fearless. He did not feel any malice in this Confucian scholar. Naturally, he was pure in nature and would not put on any pretense.

Seeing the little Taoist priest sitting down, Su Xiaotong also sat on the other side with an indifferent expression. As for Meng You, after looking at this scholar who looked more like a human than a ghost, he was no longer as awed as before. Instead, she started chatting with him nervously.

"Brother, it seems that you are a scholar. I admire scholars the most in my life. Anyway, I feel sleepy when I see the words."

Hearing this, the scholar smiled slightly and said, "It's better to learn and practice from time to time. My sage Confucian master left the knowledge behind. We just studied it and didn't create it. Why should we be tired of studying?"

The scholar brought the brewed tea to the three of them. Meng You took the tea cup and took a big sip, but found that the entrance was slightly astringent, and his face immediately twisted into a ball.

"Brother, it's okay for you scholars to speak in such a formal way that people can't understand you, and your drinks are so hard to swallow. I feel sorry for you when you live like this."

The scholar enjoying the tea just kept smiling and did not stop Meng You's vulgar remarks.

"Sir, may I ask if you are a Confucian gentleman?" Su Xiaotong asked.

"It was before."

"I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I have never heard of your name."

The scholar smiled slightly: "It's normal for you to have never heard of me at your age. Originally, we Confucians are not people who strive for fame and wealth. It has been so long, so it is not easy to know."

The scholar looked at Su Xiaotong's vaguely fiery pupils and seemed to have guessed the other person's identity. He asked directly: "Girl, have you ever met Lu Wugui?"

Seeing Su Xiaotong's shocked expression, the answer had already emerged in the scholar's mind.

The scholar looked at Su Xiaotong and the others, and suddenly said with emotion: "It's been 500 years, and Lu Wugui has never deceived me!"

Su Xiaotong looked at the scholar in shock, his tone even trembling!

"Sir, you are"

The scholar waved his hand and laughed at himself: "I'm just a bookworm who only knows how to read books about sages, but Lu Wugui's words back then have come true."

"It's a pity that a gentleman is always infatuated, and his articles can't lead to heaven!"

(End of this chapter)