I became the pet of the Celestial Masters by cooking

The Lingguan Hall of Yunjinguan is the first palace after passing through the mountain gate, which enshrines the Taoist Dharma Protector King Lingguan.

Zhao Youruo called Yin Tangfeng to go to the Lingguan Hall, but he couldn't explain what happened, only that a lot of people suddenly came to the square outside the hall, all of them were vicious, looking for the temple master at the top of their voices.

"Is it a disciple of Xuanmen?" After hearing Zhao Youruo's description, Yin Tangfeng began to think about the sect that could not deal with Yunjinguan—Buddhism and Taoism are places of pure cultivation, even for ordinary people without faith, there are few such sects. Reckless, directly making trouble in the temple.

Zhao Youruo nodded with certainty, and said, "Probably not. Although those people are strong, they don't look like cultivators. Besides, we have good relations with all the sects in Yu'an City. Who would be so disrespectful?" Rushing directly to the gate to trouble us?"

Excluding the possibility of malicious competition among peers, most of the people who came were really "reckless" ordinary people. Yin Tangfeng frowned, jumped off the platform, and asked Zhao Youruo while putting on his coat, "Have you notified your brother?"

Zhao Youruo nodded again and again: "Someone has already informed Master and several other Uncles."

Yin Tangfeng straightened his clothes, sent a few children back, and then, together with Tong Shangyan, followed Zhao Youruo to the Hall of Lingguan.

The three of them hurried to the Lingguan Palace, and saw dozens of strong young men standing in the square outside the Linggong Palace, all of them had solemn expressions, and the visitors were not friendly.

A lot of young Taoist priests gathered at the entrance of the main hall, and there were a few pilgrims who were persuading the gossip to leave.

Yin Tangfeng walked directly towards the Taoist priests at the door, and when everyone saw him, they all greeted him respectfully.

He found the person in charge of the affairs of the hall among the Taoist priests, called him to him, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Uncle Master." The Taoist priest in charge is named Wang Qiujin, who looks to be about the same age as Yin Tangfeng. After a salute, he explained, "We don't know what's going on, but we won't say anything when we ask them. We insist on seeing the master." , they...they still held Master Sun..."

"Senior Brother Sun?" Yin Tangfeng became more and more confused as he listened, and turned his head to carefully observe the group of people in the square again.

Looking at it, among the group of young people, there are three people in Taoist robes surrounded by their shoulders. One of them is Sun Bingban, a senior monk who specializes in Buddhist affairs in Guanli, and the other two should be his age. apprentice.

In addition, in front of this group of young people, there were six wheelchairs parked, with one person sitting in each of them, both men and women, all of whom were older.And...these six people, without exception, all had their eyes closed, their heads tilted, and they looked as if they had been put on a wheelchair in a coma.

"Wheelchair..." Yin Tangfeng raised his chin and pointed to the strange six people, then asked Wang Qiujin, "What's going on? Have you asked?"

Wang Qiujin shook his head and said dejectedly, "I asked, but I refused to tell."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Dongmu and the three officials in charge of Guanli came striding forward. Wang Qiujin bowed slightly to Yin Tangfeng, and hurried to Zhang Dongmu, explaining everything he knew.

The more Zhang Dongmu listened, the more he frowned. When Wang Qiujin finished speaking, he took a deep breath, turned around and put on a polite smile, flicked his sleeves, stepped down, stood in front of the young people, saluted, and said loudly: : "All the laymen have come from afar, but they are welcome from afar. I advocate Dongmu in Xiayun Jinguan. I don't know why you are looking for me?"

The group of people who came uninvited were not all young people, and there were also a few middle-aged men among them. After Zhang Dongmu reported his family, a middle-aged man with sunglasses and a big gold chain came He walked out and asked arrogantly, "Are you the boss here?"

Zhang Dongmu didn't like his name, but he still said kindly: "Yes, I am the one who decides the big and small things in the temple. I don't know what the layman should call it?"

The big golden chain raised his thumb and nodded to himself: "I will change my name if I want to sit down, Shen Dayong. Don't be polite when you speak, I get goosebumps when I hear it."

The corner of Zhang Dongmu's mouth twitched, trying to restrain his temper: "Yes, yes, Layman Shen, I don't know why you all named me?"

Shen Dayong winked at Sun Bingban and the two young Taoist priests, and the young men pushed them out.

Only then did Shen Dayong say to Zhang Dongmu: "Since you are the boss here, hurry up and tell your subordinates, the demons, to undo the demons that have been imposed on the villagers of my Shenjia Village!"

Zhang Dongmu's brows were tightly frowned. This Shen Dayong was both a "demon" and a "demon", which gave him a headache. I got a job to go to Shenjia Village to hold a big blessing ceremony for the village.

Sun Bingban is the head priest of Yunjinguan's full-time legal affairs, so Zhang Dongmu naturally entrusted the matter to him.The ritual will take three days. According to the planned itinerary, Sun Bingban will come back tomorrow, but he didn't expect that someone would call on his door.

Since Zhang Dongmu took over Yunjinguan, he has never encountered anyone who finds a fault and goes directly to the door. He feels a lot of discomfort in his heart, but for the sake of Yunjinguan's face, he can only suppress his anger again and again, and continue to speak kindly: "Shen Layman What is this for?

My junior brother was invited by you to help the village, why did you treat my junior brother and two nephews so rudely? "

"Ceremonial affairs? You really have the guts to say, ghosts know whether the monster surnamed Sun is here to handle religious affairs or funerals. Look at what he has done!" Saying this, Shen Dayong pointed at the row of people pushed to the front. Wheelchair, filled with righteous indignation, "My dad just pointed out a few words about the rituals he did, but the heart of this monster is smaller than the eye of a needle, and the magic spell made him unconscious!

Not only my father, but also my cousin, uncle, uncle, fat uncle and fat aunt were all harmed by this evil way. Are you in charge of this matter? "

When Zhang Dongmu heard that someone was unconscious, he glanced around the six wheelchairs. Although he had doubts, he didn't say it right away. Instead, he said in a roundabout way: "If the old man is sick, it's better to see a doctor as soon as possible."

"Fart NM!" Shen Dayong not only has a rough appearance, but his mouth is also quite vulgar, "You fucking curse my old man for being sick, don't you? I warn you to keep your mouth clean, you Taoist priests will pretend to be fake." Seriously, what you do is not human affairs, why don't you leave the matter to me today, and see if I don't smash your poor place!"

As his words fell, the group of young people behind him echoed one after another. That posture... those who knew it felt that the villagers of Shenjia Village were united as one, and those who didn't know thought they had met the gangster organization in the movie.

However, the Taoist priests of Yunjinguan are all people who have seen the world and experienced the storm, and they were not frightened by the scene at all. There were also a few more anxious ones who rolled up their sleeves and wanted to go up to fight. Chang Fang Junxin stopped him.

Fang Junxin wore a pair of glasses. He looked honest, but his mouth was unforgiving. He stopped the impulsive disciple, but he walked forward and snorted coldly with disdain: "The society is under the rule of law. Do you think you want to make a movie? The same goes for Yunjinguan A place where you can smash it if you want?"

Shen Dayong glared angrily, pointed at Fang Junxin's nose and threatened him: "What are you talking about with stinky glasses? Do you want my fist to teach you how to behave?"

Fang Junxin rolled his eyes and didn't take it seriously: "What's wrong with what my brother-in-chief said? Everyone is unconscious, why don't you rush to the hospital and come to the Taoist temple? Are you dying of illness and come to the Taoist temple to drink talisman water? This IQ ...Can't you call 120?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the young Taoist priests at the gate of the Lingguan Hall, saw Zhao Youruo standing at the front, and called casually: "Come on, Youruo, call 120 for this layman and send some old people to City First Hospital."

Shen Dayong was so enraged that his dark face turned red, his mouth was not as sharp as Fang Jun's, so he could only raise his voice loudly: "Stinky Taoist! Don't be so hypocritical! You bastards are the ones who hurt my father." And the people of the village, I will warn you one last time, undo the demon law quickly, or else...or I will call the police!"

Fang Junxin raised his brows, and put his hands into his sleeves: "It's good to call the police, and let the police come over and send the person to the hospital. You can't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. If you are sick, you must take medicine as soon as possible."

Shen Dayong: ...

Although Fang Junxin was right, he always felt that the other party was connoting himself.

Shen Dayong was choked by Fang Junxin and was speechless for a while. He pointed at Fang Junxin with his index finger several times: "Okay! Very good! If you don't give you some color, you won't know where the sun rises! Brothers, hit me! "

"Wait!" At this time, Zhang Dongmu stopped the upcoming farce loudly, and asked Shen Dayong with a serious expression, "Lady Shen, you keep saying that Junior Brother Sun killed your father, what proof do you have?"

"What evidence do you want? Didn't my dad quarrel with the stinky Taoist priest just because of the ritual? As for the ruthless hand? After the quarrel in the morning, he lay unconscious on the ground in the afternoon. This is all my fault." Seeing it with my own eyes, who else could it be if it wasn't him?" Shen Dayong became more and more irrational, walking up to Sun Bingban while talking, and slapped him hard on the back of the head.

This really touched Zhang Dongmu's taboo. Originally, he still held the attitude of turning a big matter into a small matter, and wanted to negotiate with the other party, but now that the other party actually did it directly, Zhang Dongmu decided not to bear it anymore.

He rushed to Sun Bingban in a few strides, and slapped the arms of the two young men who were clasping Sun Bingban's shoulders with lightning speed. Fang Junxin followed behind.

Then, before the young people in Shenjia Village could react, they followed the same pattern and took the two nephews back. The set of movements was smooth and smooth, not at all like an old man over fifty years old.

When Zhang Dongmu stood back to the original place, he heard Fang Junxin swear in a very inexplicable way, crumpled the three yellow talismans and threw them on the ground, raised his chin and asked the people in Shenjia Village: "Who made such a dirty trick for me?" Stand up! Is the soul-scattering talisman for you to use like this? Which child-killing thing has done it, get out quickly!"

The three yellow talismans thrown on the ground by Fang Junxin were the soul dispersing talismans he had peeled off from the backs of Sun Bingban and his two apprentices!

If this soul dispersing talisman is used on evil things, it can eliminate evil spirits, but if it is used on people, it can range from insomnia to desperation. There is no reason to resist.

Fang Junxin's last words probably angered everyone in Shenjia Village, and a group of people opened their posture and were about to scold back.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit came out from the crowd, he waved his hand to stop everyone in Shenjia Village, stepped forward to face Fang Junxin, smiled and said, "Brother Dao, you are right... are you afraid of making a bad mouth? "