Chapter two hundred and forty-fifth, have to add money
"Do you say that this Taoist temple really has real skills?"
"Yes, I'm definitely capable." Liang Hongbin pushed his glasses, his tone full of confidence.
Now, the boy has become very tall.
He has a quirky hobby when he looks to outsiders. No matter where he goes, he always brings a candlestick and says his wife is inside.
One day I will meet that kind in reality.
Just like Kong Yiji, no one will believe what he said, but will only be faced with jokes.
For this reason, his mother took him to a mental hospital or hospital for more than once, and concluded that he had no big problems. In addition to myopia, his IQ was even higher than that of humans - and his level of spiritual vision was much higher than that of ordinary people.
What is spiritual vision?
In short, it is a new physical examination indicator for the hospital, which will appear in large municipal hospitals at the municipal level. It will be free to check, and after the examination, it will only record a file.
Liang Hongbin's mother didn't know what to say about this.
Since I can't find any problem, I can only let it go...
Some older generations are still a little confused about the changes that have taken place in modern times, such as housewives like Liang Hongbin’s mother.
"All right..."
The middle-aged man was worried, but he still stepped into the gate of the Taoist temple.
His name is Yang Meng, 45 years old, and he is a Chinese teacher.
He is Liang Hongbin's Chinese teacher at high school.
He also knew that he had a student who always had a strange behavior.
Although this former student had excellent grades, he was a little ridiculous... It seemed to be different from what ordinary boys like, like antiques, candlesticks, and also like to study history.
Liang Hongbin is now a history student specializing in the history of the Warring States Period and Qin Dynasty.
Anyway, he had no channels, so with the idea of giving it a try, he found his former student.
Because Yang Meng encountered some strange things.
At the beginning, Liang Hongbin's answer was also very true.
"Teacher, you can ask the police for this kind of thing first."
Yang Meng was speechless immediately.
If you encounter bad guys, you can find the police, but if you encounter such a thing...
Yang Meng subconsciously felt that it was more reliable to find folk experts in this kind of thing.
Liang Hongbin later thought about it and wanted to visit a Taoist to burn incense, so he would like to have a smoother year.
Then he took Yang Meng to Taixu Temple in Xiangmen Mountain.
When I first came, I gave Yang Meng a bad impression.
Before he even entered the door, only the sound rang out.
The Taoist is not in seclusion, please go back.
I only heard the sound, but I didn't see the person.
I didn't even go in.
Who is this an insult?
Originally, Yang Meng didn't plan to come...
But last night's dream made Yang Meng frightened again, and this time he pulled Liang Hongbin to come.
Liang Hongbin doesn’t care, he just wants to pay back an incense stick.
At this moment, the sound came.
"The Supreme Heavenly Lord."
"ah..."
This sound is not the same as the one yesterday?
I saw a Taoist in white robe appearing in front of me.
"Who are you..."
"I am the master of this Taoist view."
Li Wei looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and there was a strange aura on his body.
Ghost energy, and evil spirits of military power.
"You have dirty things."
Li Wei said lightly.
Yang Meng was not surprised too much. After all, he had visited this matter twice, and even if he guessed, it was not difficult to guess that he had a request.
“I have had nightmares a lot lately…”
.....
A dream.
On the battlefield of the yellow sand, the bleeding and incomplete limbs, and the eyes staring at red and bloody.
Step by step, he walked over, dragging his broken feet, holding bone spurs in his hand.
Fierce and hostile aura appears and disappears from time to time.
Yang Meng was trembling in the dream, and her body seemed to be pressed by something, unable to move.
It was only at the end that I could finally roar.
"Don't come here!"
....
When Yang Meng woke up from a nightmare, he felt scared and his body could not stop trembling.
The visual impact of the yellow sand battlefield in my dream and the broken arms all over the ground is really too strong.
This is more realistic than the so-called horror movie.
Even more terrifying.
At first, Yang Meng thought that he had seen something strange and thought of dreaming, but in the end he dreamed for several days, the image of the dead soul in the dream was even more real.
So much so that Yang Meng later had to admit that he was entangled by something strange.
Li Wei paused and said, "Do you remember where you have been to... Your body is stained with the evil spirit of military strategists, and it should be stained with some antiques."
Yang Meng shook his head and said.
"My days are 3:00 and I haven't visited any place that can cause dirt?"
There is no profession that is more three points and one line than a teacher, and the time route is more fixed.
With such a simple life trajectory, Yang Meng couldn't figure out how he could be "contaminated" with unclean things.
"Because my pace of life is too simple, I don't remember when I started to have this weird dream..."
Yang Meng said with an upset look on his face.
Um...
How do teachers at the three-point line get infected with the evil spirit of military strategists?
"Actually, I was fine in my dream, but my son..." Yang Meng said with a distressed look on his face: "One day, my son suddenly stood up and said something to me that he didn't understand... It seemed... it seemed that he was taking him over."
"At first I thought it was my son's prank, but one day he stood up, stood in front of me, and said to me 'take me back' and 'promise' and so on."
"That's not the look of my son... it's the look of a stranger. When I saw this, I suddenly realized that I was stained with dirt and my son was stained with dirt. I can't let him harm my son."
"If it weren't for my son, maybe... I wouldn't have discovered it so quickly."
After all, high school teachers are under a lot of pressure, so they are used to having nightmares and other things.
"So that's it, I know... the military sect's evil spirit is indeed something that makes people care about."
Li Wei nodded and said, "You can take me to your house first."
"This... I'll trouble the Taoist priest."
Yang Meng hesitated for a moment and said, "How much does it cost?"
At first, Yang Meng didn't believe in Li Wei very much, but since he just entered the Taoist temple, his heart calmed down a lot.
In addition, the Taoist in front of him is calm and calm, and the fairy spirit that makes people soothe their souls.
The immortal style is nothing more than this.
This time, he really felt that the Taoist Taoist in front of him might have something.
At least it calmed down his panic...
Such an expert may not charge any fees.
At least, I won't take the initiative to talk about such vulgar things.
However, the Taoist in front of him was pondering.
"This military genius is difficult to solve..."
Chapter completed!