Chapter 6 Legal Affairs

"Li Zhenren, you and the little master haven't eaten yet, have you? Is there anything to avoid when eating here?

After returning to the room and sitting down, Boss Miao asked Ye Tian and the two of them. During this period, there had been a series of problems at home, which made him have no appetite. At present, he found the root, but Boss Miao felt a little hungry.

"People in the mountains, you can eat anything..."

The old Taoist priest put on a light-hearted image, but Ye Tian beside him clearly heard a "coo" cry from the old man's stomach.

Although the two of them ate a lot of food in the morning, they walked for a few hours, which would also be hungry. If it hadn't been necessary to maintain the identity of a master disciple, Ye Tian would have almost brought the steamed bun in front of the black-and-white photo in the room to eat.

In the countryside, the red and white weddings are basically held at home. Yesterday, the funeral was just held, and the food was ready at home. After a while, Miao's daughter-in-law brought the meal ready.

Perhaps he was afraid that Li Zhenren would not help him eliminate the evil spirit in the house. Boss Miao hurriedly took a bowl of rice and went out to contact the construction team.

Seeing Boss Miao walking out of the room, the master and apprentice who originally ate a gentle food were even throwing away the chopsticks. One of them grabbed a pig's hoof and nibbled it. The wind and clouds swept away a table of good vegetables, so that when Boss Miao's daughter-in-law came in to clean up, the eyes looking

"Master, no wonder you don't like those roadside stalls. It's so easy to cheat to eat and drink?"

After eating and drinking enough, Ye Tian patted his stomach. Although his father would catch some fish and shrimp from time to time to improve his life, he usually can't eat dishes like today.

"Bad boy, do you dare to go up to Liangshan without three-thirds? The knowledge in this is deep..."

The old man stared at Ye Tian angrily, and then said, "Go there to recite the Tao Ren Jing a few times and eliminate those evil spirit..."

"Can the Book of People eliminate the spirit of Yin evil? Isn't that place blocked by the mourning hall?

After Ye Tian heard Master's words, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Is it possible that these evil spirits are really transformed from the ghosts of Mr. Miao's second brother?

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Who told you that it was caused by the mourning hall? This is affected by people's resentment, otherwise there will always be sunshine there in a day, and it will have been washed away..."

"Master, is it... really a ghost?"

Ye Tian is a bold thief. When he was seven or eight years old, he dared to go to the old cemetery in the village alone to catch chryngs. After hearing this, he did not feel afraid, but excited.

When the old Taoist priest heard the words, he curled his lips and said disdainfully, "There is a fart ghost. I have walked through the sea of corpse mountain blood in those years, and I have never seen a ghost shadow..."

Li Shanyuan has lived for more than a hundred years and has a wide range of knowledge. He once went to Tianshi Dao to steal art and learned the ability to catch ghosts, but he has never encountered such an opportunity. He can't wait for a ghost to appear in front of him.

"If there is no ghost, how does resentment arise?" Ye Tian asked puzzledly. He really didn't know before that the teacher was still a staunch atheist?

"Bad boy, thanks to you, you are still a student of modern education. Let you have some insight..."

After hearing Ye Tian's question, Lao Dao despised him and said, "With scientific explanation, it can be called a magnetic field. The factors it produces are related to human brain waves. When many people concentrate on someone's thing, it can change the strength of the local magnetic field.

If you use the principles of Buddhism and Taoism, it is the power of faith. Through the prayers of believers, similar magnetic fields can be generated, boy, do you understand?

"I understand, I understand, but... Teacher, are you sure you used to study in a private school?"

To be honest, Ye Tianzhen was shocked by Lao Dao's words. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he couldn't believe that this word came out of the old Taoist who forced him to learn ancient Chinese all day long.

"What's the matter? Do you look down on my former scholar?

The old Taoist priest squinted at Ye Tian and said, "Your teacher, I once taught architecture at Peking University, and Liang Sicheng has come to listen to my class."

The old way is really not bragging. He and Gu Hongming are friends of forgetful. They were once invited by him to be lecturers at Peking University for a period of time. It is not too much to say that he has studied Chinese and Western.

It's just that Lao Dao wanted to go to the Peking University Library to find the original "Push Back Map" at that time. After the unsuccident search, he resigned from Peking University and walked around the world like a wild crane.

"Architecture should have something to do with feng shui, right? But who is Liang Sicheng?"

Since Ye Tian believed that Lao Dao was more than 100 years old, he was also full of curiosity about the story that happened to him, but the old man did not brag about his past as easily as before, but came up a few words from time to time.

"You are not stupid. Whether it's Chinese and foreign architecture or feng shui, it has something to do with it. As for Liang Sicheng, hey, why did I say this to you..."

The old man was impatient to explain a few words to Ye Tian. If he told Ye Tian and Liang Sicheng that he was Liang Qichao's son, it was estimated that the boy would immediately ask Liang Qichao who he was. In that case, I'm afraid he would even tell him the story of the "Wu Six Gentlemen".

"If you don't say it, don't say it. By the way, teacher, can reciting the "People's Sutra" really eliminate the evil spirit?"

Seeing that the teacher didn't go on, Ye Tian didn't ask, but he remembered the name of Liang Sicheng in his heart.

"Of course, the effect of the Sutra is no less than that of the Buddhist Diamond Sutra. Just do it later. Master, I'll take a break..."

It seems that he remembered the past. His old-fashioned mood was a little not too high. In addition, no matter how good his health was, he was also a centenarian. At that moment, he leaned his head on the back of the chair and took a nap.

Seeing this, Ye Tian got up and went out, gently closing the door. Although he sometimes became stubborn and often shouted at an old man, Ye Tian still cared about and respected the old man very much in his heart.

"Hey, little master, where's Li Zhenren? The people who built the house have been found..." As soon as Ye Tian walked to the yard, Boss Miao pushed open the door of the yard happily.

Hearing Boss Miao's loud voice, Ye Tian quickly put his index finger to his mouth and said, "Master is a little tired. I'm resting. Brother Miao, please tear down this mourning hall, and then I can break the evil spirit by reciting here for a while..."

Boss Miao was stunned when he heard the words and asked hesitantly, "Little Master, can you...?"

By the way, no matter what industry you are in, appearance is very important. Just like patients who like to find an old doctor when they see a doctor, and the factory hires technicians to specify that they want an eighth-level fitter. At Ye Tian's young age, it is inevitable that Boss Miao has doubts.

"Brother Miao, the evil spirit in your yard has not been formed for a long time, and it is easy to be cleared. You don't need my master to come out..."

Ye Tian suddenly remembered a zombie movie he watched in the town last year. He was playful for a moment and worked very hard to straighten his small chest. Then he said, "You prepare a square table, four animal sacrifices, and then bring nine white wooden poles..."

"Little Master, the sacrifice is easy to do, this... What is this white wooden pole for?" Although Ye Tian said something, Boss Miao still didn't believe it very much, and his eyes kept gling at the main room with the door closed.

Although Ye Tian is young, he has a lot of eyes. He also saw that Boss Miao doesn't believe in himself very much. He immediately said, "If you raise the white pole, you can naturally put away the ban and remove the filth. Why don't you let him come when my master has a good rest?"

"Don't, little master, I'll just listen to you. I'm going to find something..."

After hearing Ye Tian's words, Boss Miao stamped his feet. Anyway, he will repair the Taoist temple for them tomorrow. The Taoist priest can't run away from the Taoist temple. If it doesn't work, Li Zhenren will still take action. He can't offend this clever little guy.

The sacrifices are ready-made, and it is easy to find white wooden poles in the countryside. Soon, Boss Miao put everything Ye Tian needed in the position of the removed mourning hall.

However, the door of his own yard was locked up by Boss Miao. In these years, he preached feudal superstition, and if he could not be caught in the police station.

And then again, if the neighbors know that he invited a ten-year-old child to do it, will not be laughed to death?

Ye Tian was originally a jumpy person. At this moment, he was allowed to play. He was immediately addicted to playing. He dismantled the nine white wooden poles in the dark place, and then sat at the table. He had regretted it. If there was another mahogany sword, it would be more fun.

As for whether the "People's Sutra" is effective or not, Ye Tian didn't pay attention to it at all. Anyway, the mourning hall has been removed, and the evil in this place will naturally disappear in three or five days.

"The most learned man, recite ten times, the demon spirit loses the eyes, the ghosts and demons are destroyed, Jidu is dying, and you will never be born..."

After putting on airs, Ye Tian recited the Sutra of People in a way. He looked like a little master, but Boss Miao, who looked aside, had a little confidence in Ye Tiansheng.

"If the world is recited, it will prolong its life for many years. After that, they will have the way of dissolving corpses. The soul god will be temporarily destroyed. If you don't go through hell, you will have to return to shape, huh? It's coming out again..."

Just in the middle of Ye Tian's recitation, his brain felt slightly dizzy, and the small tortoise shell the size of a palm suddenly appeared again.

Ye Tian was first shocked, and then took a deep breath. He kept chanting scriptures in his mouth, but his attention was placed on the tortoise shell. "It's really a compass, but... it's a little different from the master..."

Under the concentrated, Ye Tian saw clearly this time. The mysterious lines on the tortoise shell are actually bird seals one by one, but in the middle should be the position of the magnetic needle, but it is a Taiji yin and yang map.

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