But the Taoist man was a little short, a little fat, and blushed. Although he was wearing a pure scarf and a gossip Taoist robe, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like a Taoist priest, but more like a rich man.

Tang Ye walked to Village Chief Guo and whispered: "Village Chief, is this Uncle Jiu?"

Unexpectedly, Village Chief Guo showed a strange look and shook his head and said, "No... I have never seen it before."

Soon Amin came and introduced: "Village Chief, Uncle Jiu has something to do, so he went out. This one is Uncle Jiu's junior brother, Taoist Linghe."

When he heard that it was Uncle Jiu’s junior brother, Village Chief Guo was relieved and quickly came up to greet him.

The Taoist Priest Linghe has a round face and two skeletons. He always smiles and looks very kind. When he smiles, his eyes will appear smaller.

After the greetings, I went to the village to invite tea.

During this period, Tang Ye kept looking and observing in secret, but found nothing, and could not feel that he could not find magical powers or the like.

I believe that these are hidden in my heart, and if I don’t show them, I can’t see them at all. Just like most people who come to see Tang Ye, they only think they are a handsome young man.

He heard Taoist Linghe smiled and said, "Village Chief, I have different styles of behavior from my senior brother. As a senior brother, I have always been easy-going, not focused on details, and I don't pay attention to many things. But as for me, when I do things, I always have clear prices and clear accounts."

Village Chief Guo was not surprised when he heard this. After all, there are few strange people in the world who are as kind as the ancient Taoist Taoist, just give him a red envelope: "Master Taoist please offer a price."

Taoist Linghe laughed and said, "Of course, I am a monk, and it is impossible for me to ask for prices all over the world. They are all market prices and fairness. Amin has already told me about the whole thing. This ritual is worth five oceans."

Village Chief Guo felt a little painful, but there was a strange incident in the village last night. He thought that money had been lost and disasters were eliminated, and he agreed immediately.

He heard Taoist Linghe say seriously: "I will say ugly words first, everything has variables. If there is a special accident at that time, you will have to pay more."

Village Chief Guo had no choice but to say: "It's all right to Master."

Tang Ye couldn't help asking: "What is a special accident?"

The Taoist glanced at him: "The yin and yang matters will never be alone. I have never visited the site to investigate, and many situations were heard by Amin. If he didn't say it in detail or missed something, there would be variables. In this way, the original preparations would not be enough and the extra extras would be needed, so naturally there would be extra money."

Tang Ye always felt that he was not like a serious Taoist priest, he was petty, so he should not fool the villagers and squeeze money: "Everything must be clearly stated in advance, so as not to jump out of the toad on the grave when it is time to say it is a special situation, that won't work."

Taoist Master Linghe was unhappy, glared at him, turned his head and asked, "Missar, is this young man from your village? It doesn't look like it."

Village Chief Guo hurriedly said, "This Master Tang is a boxer from Shencheng."

"Boxer? From Shencheng?"

Taoist Linghe smiled and said, "I have traveled all over the country and I have never seen a teenage master yet. The village chief, you have to be more accurate in seeing people, don't be deceived."

What I mean is that Tang Ye is a liar.

If it weren't for seeing Tang Ye knocking down more than a dozen young and strong men with his own eyes, Village Chief Guo wouldn't believe it, but the facts happened in front of him would be different. He hurriedly called out: "Master, let's not talk about these things anymore, the main thing is important."

Taoist Master Linghe glanced at Tang Ye and snorted: "Okay, it's okay, it's not too late. Let's go now. After finishing it, I can still rush back to the county town."

Doing rituals and saving the dead souls, Taoist is the main force, but the village also has to send a few young and strong people to help. Tang Ye volunteered to go, but Village Chief Guo couldn't ask for it.

These old and weak people cannot join in the fun. If they are frightened by ghosts and are furious and are subject to wind and cold, they will easily become ill.

Finally, there were six young and strong men, including Tang Ye, some with hoes, some with sticks, some carrying various offerings, incense, candles, paper money and other items. The group set out towards the mass grave.

Tang Ye carried a load of paper man and followed Linghe Taoist. He did not show too much, but just observed silently.

The Taoist had a bad impression of him and shook his sleeves: "Young people are ignorant. When you arrive at the field, don't talk nonsense. Be careful of the trouble coming out. I will not be able to save you at that time."

Tang Ye did not argue with him and said vaguely.

Several miles are not far away, but the path is difficult to walk, so I have to walk for a while.

The surrounding scenes gradually became desolate, with lush grasses growing beyond the knees.

When I arrived at the valley, a layer of dark clouds floated in the sky.

This place has become a veritable mass grave, with many earth-buying graves, one by one, and a rough estimate, at least dozens of them.

Most of the graves were left unattended and were covered with weeds. Some of the graves near the outside were filled with incense, and most of them were burned out, leaving only the stalks, and there was no situation of two shorts and one long.

Taoist Linghe glanced and shouted, "No wonder there is a problem. There must be a problem with burning incense like this."

Amin also followed and asked, "Master, are you saying I was wrong to burn incense? Shouldn't you come to burn incense?"

Taoist Linghe pointed to many graves: "It's not that we shouldn't burn incense, it's not like this. I ask you, do you have some graves and some graves without them?"

Amin honestly replied: "There are too many graves, so it's not enough to burn them. It costs money to buy incense. Moreover, some graves are inside and cannot be moved in at all. There are graves that press the graves, so I can't tell them clearly."

Linghe Taoist said, "So there was a problem. The saint said: Don't worry about poverty, but worry about inequality. They are all in a nest. If you have incense, I don't have incense, so how can I not feel resentful? It was not obvious at the beginning, but after a long period of resentment, changes will occur."

Tang Ye listened and thought it made sense. Although this Taoist was a merciless man when talking about money, he did have a good deed, and he saw the crux of the problem.

Amin scratched his head: "So that's the case, there are rules for burning incense."

Taoist Linghe taught: "It is the same principle to be a ghost in the underworld and a human being in the world. When you come to burn incense, you think that this place is a lonely soul, and it is not your own grave. Naturally, you will not do your best to do your best, so you will neglect it."

Amin felt embarrassed and thought to himself: I can come here to burn incense, it is already kind enough. How could I have enough to put every grave on it?

Linghe Taoist said, "I will remind you today, don't make the same mistake again in the future. Either don't burn incense. If you eat it, you must be sincere and not favor one or the other."

Amin nodded quickly and agreed, secretly complaining: After returning, he asked the village chief not to do such thankless things anymore.

Not only is it not pleasing, it almost makes people angry.

Taoist Linghe stopped talking and ordered everyone to set up incense tables and offer sacrifices. He took out various objects from his cloth bag.

Peach wood sword, talisman, cinnabar, glutinous rice, and a few strange and infamous things. They were placed on the table, full of them.

The Taoist holds a peach wood sword in his hand, muttering aloud, saying: "Today, the Taoist Taoist in Maoshan is the opening method to save the dead souls, and asks the Yin people to go on the road. There are many taboos. Those who are aged 25, 31, and 42, who are born in the year of the rooster and sheep, please face them with their backs to avoid collision."

Soon, the two young and strong people in the village turned around.

Tang Ye did not need to avoid it, so he stood closer and carefully observed. He saw the Taoist pinching seals, his fingering was mysterious, he stepped on his steps, danced his sword, picked up a talisman, and a set of movements flowed in the clouds and water, with a special meaning.

This is something that is different from martial arts, it is magic or something.

Tang Ye is good at practicing martial arts, but he knows nothing about magic. He is careful to figure it out and takes it seriously.

Pang!

The Linghe Taoist flicked his finger and the talisman paper he was holding was burned, like a magic trick.

The burning talisman paper was thrown into a porcelain bowl containing black things, and the fire was rising, with more than a foot.

The Taoist held a peach wood sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword lifted into the fire, and a ball of fire was led to the tip of the sword.

The tip of the sword rotates, pointing toward the dense grave.

He shouted: "Please!"

At this moment, the wind blew and whimpered.

Queer!

One by one, the birds flew up from the surrounding forest, flapping their wings and flew outwards.

The chill filled the air.

Tang Ye felt it immediately.

This chill was much heavier than the previous two times. In an instant, it was like being in an ice cave, from head to toe.

Amin, who was farther away, also felt it. He was trembling with coldness, his face was horrified, and he was timid, and his footsteps were quietly moving out, ready to run away at any time.

Taoist Linghe's expression changed in vain: "Don't leave?"
Chapter completed!