What about the good-for-nothing little celestial master?

Jingle.

Jingle.

……

The wind chime rang without wind.

Tang Lingcha was a little puzzled, when he came, the room was full of fake things, only this wind chime was not bad.

The size of this wind chime can be regarded as a magic weapon. It can distinguish ghosts from others, but it has a strange temper. Usually, when people enter, it will make a benevolent ring, and when ghosts enter, it will show its dissatisfaction like a mute. welcome.

But it was the first time that it sounded as crazy as today.

Tang Lingcha looked up at the person in front of the counter, put the mobile phone in his pocket, and stood up.

The noise that kept ringing in his ears made him want to kick the bell on the door out.

Of course he was about to do the same, he kicked the stool away, and just as he got up, the bell seemed to realize that its owner might be unhappy, and suddenly fell silent.

Tang Lingcha scratched his hair irritably, and now he had a chance to take a good look at the person in front of him.

The visitor was tall, wearing a white T-shirt, with slightly long hair, deep-set facial features, and narrow eyes. He was quite a good-looking person. It should be said that he was very handsome, with an aggressive look.

He leaned against the counter, tapped the table lightly with one hand, propped his cheek with the other, and looked at him with a smile.

Tang Lingcha narrowed her eyes slightly, snorted softly, and asked in a deep voice, "Hmph, what did you just say?"

The man smiled, as if the light in his eyes could suck people into those dark eyes.

Tang Lingcha thought, if he was a woman, he might be sucked in.

"Just kidding, boss, don't get me wrong, I'm just here to buy something."

Even though he said this, his eyes kept staring at him.

Although he looks better, it's uncomfortable to be looked at like this, and he's still a man.

Tang Lingcha knocked on the table, "Buy something? Then go ahead and see what I do."

The man moved his eyes down and looked at his hand on the mahogany table, "I just feel that it looks familiar, so I can't help but look at it a little longer, maybe I've seen it sometime before."

This strike-up was too mentally retarded, he didn't think this person really knew the original Tang Lingcha.

Tang Lingcha approached him, curled his lips and smiled, "Oh, is that so, I've met quite a few people, and even more ghosts. Do you want to know which one you look like?"

The man smiled even more happily, "It's still not good, it's fine if it looks like a human, if it looks like a ghost, I will be so scared that I won't be able to sleep."

He said as he walked to the side, the store actually has a lot of things, most of them are on the east side, there is a big cabinet on the east side, the cabinet has many small grids, and each small grid is written with different categories of things Follow the price.

When he looked over, he sighed helplessly, all the things that should have been properly put away were thrown together.

Gold ingots, Mingqian, and incense are all mixed together, which looks like a hodgepodge.

The grid on the opposite side is better, although they are all thrown together, they are all paper anyway, but the paper should not be the same as the paper.

He picked out the Yuanbao and Mingqian to be used from the messy things, and finally took a handful of incense.

Just when I was about to check out, I found a piece of paper with a drawing on the bottom of the incense stick.

He was a little curious and turned up from below.

When he opened it, it was a portrait of a person. The moment he saw the portrait, his face froze. What is this painting, ghost?

The human head in the painting is as big as a cow, with loose hair, two dots on the eyes, the nose looks like garlic, and a beard on the face, and the arms are normal, but they are four long leg.

He struggled for a long time, but still couldn't help asking, "What is this, ****."

Tang Lingcha looked up from the phone, "Well, isn't there something written on it, don't you recognize it?"

He glanced down, suddenly struck by lightning.

"Evil, evil god,..."

"Who drew this?"

According to Tang Lingcha's tone, the evil god painted on the Buddhist painting is himself, and if he dares to tell who it is, he will find someone to go desperately.

He really dared.

He has guarded him in the Realm of Ten Thousand Bones for five years and he is no longer afraid. Although he has never seen him, he probably knows that he should look like this from the description of his predecessors.

"I drew it, why do you have any opinions?"

The man seemed a little puzzled, and looked at him very tangled, "Here, the evil god looks like this, have you seen it?"

Tang Lingcha asked back, "Have you seen it?"

Everyone has never seen him, so why do you say he doesn't look like this.

The other party opened his mouth, Fang Buddha wanted to say something, but in the end he was defeated, "Well, even if he is an evil god, what's the use of this."

Tang Lingcha continued to lower his head to play with his phone, "It's very useful, the small one is for exorcising ghosts, and the big one is for town houses."

The other party obviously didn't believe it, "Is there still this effect?"

Tang Lingcha looked at him, "If it's useful, you'll know if you take it back and try it out. Here's one. It's the last one. It's cheaper, 10 yuan. You don't know how good it is."

He just said that, but he didn't expect that the other party really agreed in the end.

"Okay, if the boss says it's true, I'll believe it."

He picked up the painting and some messy things and walked over to put them one by one in front of the counter.

Tang Lingcha glanced casually, "That's all."

"Yes, that's all."

Tang Lingcha hugged the cat who was playing on the side, "48 yuan, scan here on WeChat."

The visitor was stunned that someone actually printed the QR code on the cat's clothes.

He waited for a long time, and choked out two words, "Cash."

Tang Lingcha blinked, she hadn't seen anyone paying cash for a long time.

"Oh."

He fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and then took out a coin, which blew and spilled all over the table.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like it was fished out of the wishing well.

"counting."

Tang Lingcha twitched the corner of her mouth, "No need."

He fished a bag from under the table and gave it to him.

"Then, here you are."

The man took the bag and smiled, "Thank you, goodbye boss."

Goodbye, forever.

After he left, Tang Lingcha played games for a while, and then took down the brush and paper from upstairs. Without the slightest hesitation, he drew a big-headed evil god with one stroke.

There is no way anyone can make it so that gods are not popular these days, Buddhas are not popular, and evil gods are the ones who are popular.

Although this trend is undesirable, but I can't bear to make money.

Just when he was about to paint the painting with his eyes, suddenly a voice came, Tang Lingcha shook his hand and a drop of ink dripped down, instantly the whole nose of the person in the painting was smudged by the ink.

"boss."

Tang Lingcha took a few deep breaths before recovering, rubbed the ruined painting and raised his hand to throw it away, and threw it accurately into the trash can at the door.

Then he pulled out a smile, "Welcome."

"You can actually see me."

Standing in front of him was the takeaway boy, who was spinning around in a circle with great excitement.

"I can see it, I can see it, come on, don't get excited, sit down first."

Where can the takeaway boy sit down now, he finally accepted the reality of his death, and finally saw a human being who could see him.

Now excited and incoherent, "It seems that they didn't lie to me, they said you are a celestial master, I have never seen a celestial master, are all celestial masters so good-looking, and are celestial masters particularly powerful. "

Tang Lingcha shook his head, don't let anyone make a big deal for him, "No, no, I'm not very good, I know what they say about me, I'm a good-for-nothing celestial master."

The little brother didn't listen to him at all, as if he thought he was great, that's why he was great.

"You must be very powerful, can I ask you one thing."

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little brother continued.

"I heard a few ghosts I just met say that people who die suddenly may be because their homes are not clean and they have messed with something. Can you help me find it?"

Tang Lingcha took out a piece of paper and spread it out, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink to continue drawing the evil god.

"You are dead, even if you look at it, it's useless."

The little brother's expression went out in an instant, he stood in front of the counter and said, "I know, I don't care, but I still have my parents, wife and children, they have already lost me, I can't let them have any more surprises, I just Wish them well."

Seeing that Tang Lingcha refused to agree, he knelt down on the spot.

"I beg you, I beg you, you can tell me to do anything."

Tang Lingcha shook his hand, and the face of the evil god in the painting was covered with a big piece.

After it was finished, the painting was destroyed again. It seems that today is not suitable for painting.

He put down the brush, looked at the phantom on the ground, "Okay, stop kneeling, do you want me to kneel back for you?"

The little brother was overjoyed, "You agreed."

Tang Lingcha went around and moved a stool for him.

"You get up first."

"Okay, okay, I'll get up now."

The little brother worked obediently on the stool, like a primary school student seeing the teacher.

Tang Lingcha glanced at him and said, "But I also run a shop, so I can't do business for nothing."

The little brother understood what he meant, touched his pocket, and said with some embarrassment: "But I have no money."

"It's easy to say, the underground hasn't opened an account for you yet. When the account is officially opened, you will have money."

The little brother was a little confused. To be honest, he didn't understand what Tang Lingcha meant.

"Open an account."

Tang Lingcha didn't bother to explain to him, so he snapped his fingers, "Anyway, just remember to owe me money."

The little brother nodded in a daze, "Okay, okay."

The two were silent for a few seconds before Tang Lingcha said, "Let's go."

Brother: "Where are you going?"

Tang Lingcha was a little speechless: "Go to your house, how can I see the house if I don't go to your house."

The little brother stood up excitedly

"okay."

His body floated out directly, stayed outside for a while to see if Tang Lingcha didn't follow, and floated in again.

Tang Lingcha originally wanted to leave directly, but finally remembered something and turned around to pick and choose from a pile of talismans, picking up several talismans.

The little brother stood aside and looked at him, although he was a little puzzled, he didn't dare to ask.

Is this really not wrong?

Tang Lingcha followed him all the way home.

Jinzhou Garden, a newly opened real estate here, the greening in the courtyard is well done, it seems that this house should not be bought for a long time, it is a pity that the beautiful life has just begun and ended.

As he walked leisurely down the street, passing dogs kept barking at him.

"Wang Wang."

But not to him, but to the people beside him.

The little brother walked not far ahead of him, and his hurried steps almost made the soles of his feet catch fire.

He looked at Tang Lingcha's leisurely posture as if he was strolling in the park, which was in stark contrast to him. He only wanted to see his family.

He walked ahead and saw that Tang Lingcha didn't follow, so he floated back from the front, and couldn't help urging: "Tianshi, can you hurry up."

Looking at the big sun outside, Tang Lingcha regretted coming early, "It's already too soon, so I'll make you go back by yourself."

The little brother immediately shut up after hearing this, and obediently floated by his side.

"well."

They took the elevator upstairs, and when they got to the door of 813, they saw two uncles smoking.

"It's a pity, only 25 years old."

"Yes. I heard that this house was bought with a loan."

"There are old and young on the bottom."

"..."

As soon as Tang Lingcha heard it, he was talking about this little brother.

They had a lot of family members these days, and the door was not locked. Tang Lingcha could hear the mess inside when he stood outside the door.

When he opened the door, the first thing he saw was a black and white photo of his younger brother, with offerings and an incense burner in front of the photo.

Now the little brother is still in the hospital. It is useless to go to the hospital. The family members are at home waiting for the report from the hospital. Fortunately, the driver who caused the accident did not escape.

He stepped forward and offered him a stick of incense.

When he turned his head, he saw that the little brother had already walked towards the little girl who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.

The little girl was wearing two cute buns, wearing a pink skirt, sitting quietly, neither crying nor making noise, apparently still didn't understand what these meant.

Seeing that the little brother's hand was about to touch him, Tang Lingcha pushed him away without a trace.

He took out a lollipop from his pocket and coaxed, "Little friend, can my brother give you some candy, strawberry flavored?"

Good-looking people are so popular, even children like them.

The little girl stretched out her chubby hand, and her words were still unclear, "How do you know? I like to eat musty food."

Tang Lingcha touched her head, "Your father told me."

The little girl looked around with wide eyes, "Dad, where is Dad?"

Tang Lingcha pinched her chubby face, "Dad is right beside you, he will hear what you want to say."

"really?"

Tang Lingcha has always been patient with children, "Yes."

The child said in a childish voice, "Dad, Niu Niu misses you, why are you still not coming back? They said you would not come back, but you clearly said you would come back yesterday, Niu Niu is waiting for you here, Niu Niu Don't cry anymore, come back soon."

The little brother was standing beside her. He really wanted to hug her daughter, but he couldn't do it anymore. He couldn't resist reaching out to touch her face.

"Niuniu, I'm sorry."

Just as his hand was about to touch her, Tang Lingcha stopped him with a loud voice.

"Don't touch her."

The little brother's hands froze in place, "Ah? Why."

Tang Lingcha explained, "The soul after death is filthy. She is too young to bear your touch and will get sick."

The little brother withdrew his hand in fright.

But Niuniu felt as if she felt something, she rushed towards him, and then fell directly through the little brother's body, but fortunately Tang Lingcha picked her up quickly with quick eyes and hands.

The little brother was so anxious that he wanted to see but dared not move.

Tang Lingcha held her in his arms, "Good boy, it's okay."

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, I want Daddy."

The woman in the room heard her cry and came out, her reddened eyes were covered with mist again.

She took the girl from Tang Lingcha's hand and kissed it, "Niuniu, be good, Dad will always watch Niuniu grow up."

The little brother touched his wife from a distance in the void, "Xiaozi, I'm sorry, I will suffer you in the future, and the child is still so young, it would be fine if you didn't marry me."

The woman cried together with the child in her arms, and the eyes of those who looked around couldn't be persuaded and slowly turned red.

Unexpectedly, the crying woman began to curse.

"Bastard, why did you just leave without leaving a word."

"Didn't you agree to go home, ah."

"Bastard, you bastard, God, let me die, and I will replace him, okay, ah, ah."

"Why, bastard."

...

I don't know how long it took before the child in my arms gradually became tired from crying and fell asleep.

The little brother was watching her beside her, he could only stretch out his hand from a distance, not daring to get close to them.

He Zi carried her into the bedroom, Tang Lingcha knocked on the door and followed her in.

"Hi, I'm your husband's friend, my name is Tang Lingcha."

The woman covered the child with the quilt and wiped away tears, "Hi, thank you for coming to see him off for the last time. I'm sorry, just now..."

Tang Lingcha shook his head and looked at the bedroom, "It's okay, can I have a look at this house."

He Zi gave him a strange look.

"what?"

Tang Lingcha said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm a celestial master, and I can also look after houses. Your husband went there at such a young age. I'm always worried that something is wrong at home. It doesn't matter if people die, but we still have people alive. no."

The woman was a little surprised. This man looked as good-looking as a TV star. I didn't expect that he was a celestial master. But what he said was right, it's always good to have a look.

"Thank you, I'll take you to have a look."

Their house is very simple, with three bedrooms and one living room, a master bedroom for two couples, a pink princess room for a little girl, and an unoccupied one, originally intended for his parents to live in.

Tang Lingcha looked around and found that it was normal.

"Is there anything unusual about your husband before he was alive?"

The woman thought about it, her husband went to work so late every day, but there was nothing unusual about it.

"No, he is still so young, no one would have thought that such a thing would happen."

"However, recently he kept saying that his shoulder hurts, probably because he was tired from work."

Tang Lingcha looked at the little brother beside him, "Shoulders?"

The little brother pointed to the position on his back, "This is the position."

He Zi asked suspiciously, "Why, is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing."

He walked to the living room, where there was a big picture hanging on the wall.

The woman also looked at the photo on the wall, "This is his favorite one, and he insisted on hanging it here. I said it didn't match the decoration of the house, but he still didn't agree. Do you think it doesn't match?"

Tang Lingcha nodded.

"Well, he has bad eyesight."

In the photo is a family of three laughing happily.

The little girl was holding a very beautiful doll in her hand. The doll should be made of porcelain, made to look like a maid.

Tang Lingcha always felt that the doll was good-looking, but it was a little weird.

He pointed to the doll in the child's arms in the photo and said, "This doll is."

He Zi touched the man in the photo.

"This one was given to Niuniu by a friend of her father's. Niuniu likes it very much."

Tang Lingcha had already looked around the room just now and did not see the shadow of this doll.

"Then where is it now?"

He Zi said, "It's broken."

Tang Lingcha frowned, "broken?"

"When did it break?"

He Zi said, "On the day when Niuniu's father was away, she insisted on arguing to see her father, and accidentally broke it."

Tang Lingcha asked, "Where do you usually keep the doll?"

He Zi pointed to their bedroom and said, "Just in front of the mirror in the bedroom."

After speaking, seeing Tang Lingcha's expression was not quite right, and asked, "Is this doll not good?"

Tang Lingcha always felt that there was something wrong with this doll, but it was broken, so she couldn't see anything.

"Oh, if it's broken, it's broken. It's all good, but the position of the mirror in the bedroom is not good. Don't put the mirror facing the bed. If it's convenient, change the direction."

He Zi nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Tang Lingcha looked at her and said, "Besides, the dead cannot be brought back to life, so mourn and let the situation change. Now this family depends on you."

She is a strong person, and she will continue to live after crying.

He Zi turned pale, and smiled softly, "Thank you, I understand."

"Then I'll go first. By the way, you have to keep these talisman papers close to your body recently. Please rest assured if they are useful or not."

Before leaving the house, Tang Lingcha left a talisman for them. He Zi insisted on giving him the money, but Tang Lingcha had no choice but to say, "No, just burn more for your husband."

He Zi was a little dazed, always feeling that this celestial master was weird.

After Tang Lingcha finished speaking, he went out. When he passed the elevator, he happened to pass by a man. He couldn't help but look back twice. He noticed something different about this man.