Weed practice method

The neon signboards of pedicure shops and bathhouses on both sides of the road flickered with gaudy lights, reflecting on Ye Tang's frightened pale face, red and then purple.

He pushed the Taoist priest away in embarrassment and said, "Thank you Taoist priest for saving your life."

The Taoist priest didn't speak, but looked up at the balcony of Ye Tang's house. The ghost with a vague face turned into a black shadow and quickly swept into the house and disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

"Master Dao, it has entered my room! Well, then how do I go back?" Ye Tang scratched his hair anxiously, complaining incessantly.

"If you can't go back, go directly to its house. With your Tang monk meat, I'm not afraid that it won't come out." The Taoist grabbed Ye Tang by the collar and dragged him straight into the tube building with the haunted house next door.

Ye Tang was like a big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Hey, how can we get in without a key?" Ye Tang poked his head out from behind the Taoist priest and asked.

I wanted to find an excuse to leave, but I didn't expect that the door of this house had been broken for a long time and could be pushed open with a little force.

It was probably because he hadn't paid the electricity bill for a long time. Ye Tang stood at the door and pressed the switch a few times, but the light didn't turn on. He had to take out his mobile phone to turn on the flash, and followed the Taoist priest into the house bravely.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he felt shortness of breath and tightness in his chest. He gasped for breath, and was choked by the dust floating in the air.

The Taoist turned to him and asked, "Did you take the elixir I gave you?"

Ye Tang coughed and answered intermittently: "Who wants to eat what you give, ahem, what if it's poison?"

"Bring it." The Taoist reached out and took out the pill in the glass bottle from Ye Tang's trouser pocket.

Just when Ye Tang wondered how he knew where the pill was, the Taoist squeezed his chin and stuffed the medicine into Ye Tang's mouth.

Ye Tang subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but as soon as the pill entered his mouth, it melted into a plume of warm smoke and flowed down his throat, not only stopped coughing, but also released a warm current from the lower abdomen from the inside to the outside, along the blood vessels to the Stretching his limbs, Ye Tang felt that his whole body was filled with the power of light.

"Daozhang, what kind of medicine is this? It's quite miraculous." Ye Tang said in surprise.

The Taoist priest ignored him, and took out a stack of yellow talisman papers with spells drawn on them and pasted them on all the windows in the house.

In the dark, Ye Tang followed behind him holding up his cell phone to light up, chatting with him casually.

"Daozhang, we have met before, but I don't know how to call you."

"Xiaodao's surname is Li, you can call me Li Xuan." He ordered Ye Tang: "Stand by the window and stay still, it will come over soon."

Ye Tang didn't even think about standing by the window obediently as he said. After a while, he suddenly realized that he was going to use him as bait to catch ghosts!

A bad Taoist is indeed a bad Taoist. In order to achieve his goal, he does not consider his personal safety at all.

Ye Tang said: "Li Daochang, this ghost knows you set a trap, how could it come here, unless it is stupid. I think it is going to stay at my house."

Li Xuandao: "This is where it died, it will definitely come back, and not many ghosts can resist your temptation."

"I... I'm so handsome? I'm a little embarrassed by what you said." Ye Tang was a little proud. Although he had already entered the ranks of 30-year-old uncles, he still relied on his appearance for a living.

"Of course it wants you. This ghost died from homicide. He was so full of grievances that he couldn't die. He could only wander around the place where he died. But you are reincarnated from a spirit deer, born with a fairy bone. After eating your soul, you can relieve your grievances and reincarnate." Li Xuan explained.

Now Ye Tang completely understands why he has been easily haunted by ghosts since he was a child. It turns out that he is still a "Tang Monk Meat"!

He couldn't help but be thankful that he was able to live safely until now, and he also remembered what Li Xuan said when he rescued him when he was ten years old.

Ye Tang asked cautiously: "Daozhang Li, do you want to eat my soul too?"

Li Xuan said coldly: "I really need it, but I won't use such low-level methods. Eating people's souls is something only ghosts do."

While speaking, his ears moved slightly, as if he heard something, and said in a low voice: "It is about to come in in the stairwell, you just need to remember that you owe me two lives." Knowing the spell, disappearing into the darkness.

Ye Tang held up his mobile phone and took photos everywhere in panic, but he couldn't find a trace. A big living person just disappeared out of thin air, leaving him alone in this ghost place.

"Daozhang Li... Daozhang Li!" Ye Tang yelled twice into the air, but no one answered, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and it was eerily quiet.

At this time, there was a familiar "clack-clack" sound from the entrance, from far to near, and even the anger inside could be heard, as if it was protesting against outsiders intruding into its house.

Ye Tang retreated to the wall and swept around with his mobile phone. He touched the broom in the corner to cover his chest for self-defense.

In the silence of the room, only the sound of Ye Tang's breathing could be heard, and he couldn't help but clutch the broom in his hand.

Before Ye Tang could react, the ghost who was wandering in the entrance suddenly screamed and rushed towards him.

Just when its face was only three fingers away from Ye Tang, a bolt of lightning struck from the roof, and the spells posted in the house rattled, and the spells flashed and turned into lightning, as if many ropes stretched out from the paper. Bind the ghost tightly from all directions.

Li Xuan came out slowly from the darkness, stood behind the ghost, pinched his fingers and made various complex gestures and then recited the formula. He spoke so fast that he couldn't understand what he was reciting at all.

The ghost, who was bound and struggling desperately, gradually calmed down, turned his face 180 degrees behind him in a strange posture, and looked at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan continued pinching his fingers and chanting the formula, as if discussing something with it.

The ghost opened his mouth and didn't speak, but could only make a creepy sound of "cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck".

"It's easy to say." Li Xuan suddenly tore off all the yellow talismans that had been pasted in the room, and put them back in his bag.

The strange thing is that without the restraint of the spell, the ghost didn't move any more, just stood there obediently waiting to be put into the cloth bag by Li Xuan.

Ye Tang was stunned: "Is it... dead?"

"I just agreed to take it back to find someone to save it." Li Xuan looked at Ye Tang and said, "Your problem is solved, we should also talk about the reward."

The two returned to Ye Tang's house, and Ye Tang specially took out the treasured Huangshan Maojian to entertain Li Xuan.

After taking a sip, Li Xuan frowned and put down the cup.

The two sat silently facing each other at the table, and this was the first time Ye Tang observed Li Xuan.

It was always at night before, Ye Tang couldn't see his face clearly, he only felt that this man had a noble look that didn't take pleasure in things.

He remembered that when he was ten years old, Li Xuan was a young man in his 20s, but now, the Taoist priest in front of him looked fair without any trace of wrinkle, as if time had stood still on him.

Li Xuan has single eyelids, the expression between his brows and eyes is indifferent, and the ends of his eyes are slightly hung up, which should show his energy, but he always droops his eyelids as if he is not awake. The image of a master of Taoism who is invincible in the world.

"Li Daochang, there is no repayment for saving my life, let alone you saved me twice." Ye Tang broke the silence first: "Just say what you want, I will do my best."

Li Xuan put down his teacup and looked at him: "I just want you to give me a life."

"What do you mean?" Ye Tang asked.

"Your bones are extraordinary. If I can use your soul as an introduction to make a pill, it can help me practice." Seeing Ye Tang's expressionless face, Li Xuan pointed to Ye Tang's abdomen and explained: "There are three souls and seven souls in the human body. I only take the central soul from your body, which is not poisonous, so no one can die."

Ye Tang cursed secretly in his heart: "Whether poisonous or not, I believe you ghost, you will kill me and say you can't kill anyone."

Although I have scolded Li Xuan [-] times in my heart, I still have to discuss with Li Xuan with an idol exclusive smile on my face: "Why don't you do this, although I am already old, but I can barely be considered a star. You still have a lot of savings, Daoist Li, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Xuan got up and walked away without saying hello, with an air of aloofness not greedy for money.

Ye Tang sat in embarrassment, feeling ashamed in his heart, avoiding the seriousness and blindly trying to perfuse him with money, it was indeed a bit ungrateful.

After Li Xuan left, Ye Tang's room was never disturbed by ghosts again, and life returned to peace.

Occasionally, the manager would accept some commercial performances for Ye Tang, so life would not be too difficult.

Every time I turn on the TV, I see that other people who debuted at the same time have achieved fame and fortune in their careers. The entertainment news is tirelessly broadcasting all kinds of gossip and gossip. Occasionally, I will see "Jiang Mingxu night party crew Xiaohua, making Yang Qian jealous".

Ye Tang rested his chin in thought, wondering if there would be headlines if his relationship broke out?

He quickly dispelled this dangerous idea. It is a taboo to fall in love with an idol, not to mention that a starlet like him who has no strength and only relies on fans for food must not have any gossip.

Ye Tang picked up the remote control and turned off the TV decisively.

These days, Ye Tang received a message from Jiang Mingxu saying that he was out of work these days, and asked him to have a barbecue at night. Then he remembered that Jiang Mingxu owed him a high-end barbecue, so he put on a hoodie and went keep the appointment.

Jiang Mingxu booked the best private room in Xuqingyuan one month in advance, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a panoramic view of Central Park.

Ye Tang sandwiched a piece of evenly fat and thin Matsusaka beef on the iron plate, and the sound of the hot oil colliding with the meat was very pleasant.

"Don't focus on eating, do you need to explain what happened last time?" Jiang Mingxu raised his eyebrows and asked displeased.

"What?" Ye Tang stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and thought about it: "You mean I called you to accompany me, I really don't want to disturb you, I'm sorry."

"I didn't ask you to apologize, I asked you what happened."

"We have worked together for so many years, you know, I am more likely to encounter unclean things." Ye Tang filled Jiang Mingxu's and his own cups with beer and drank by himself.

Jiang Ming continued to nod: "I remember you just debuted and participated in the haunted house trick show and kept saying that you really saw ghosts, and we laughed at you for being scared stupid, so you saw ghosts again this time?"

"Then do you believe me?" Ye Tang suddenly raised his head and looked at him seriously.

Jiang Mingxu turned his face away and smiled and said, "Believe it or not, I'll go find you after you make a call."

He picked up the beer and downed half a glass and said, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I only believe in myself, and you and Lin Runzhi."

Ye Tang also smiled, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Good brother."

Ye Tang heaved a long sigh: "In the past few years since my debut, I haven't had any outstanding works. The only glorious time is when I was in the group with you and Xiaorun." He didn't say the last sentence "I care about you all" , just lowered his head to drink with red eyes.

Jiang Mingxu quickly changed the topic and asked: "Then what happened, you suddenly screamed and hung up the phone, I almost called the police."

Ye Tang shook his hand and said, "Don't mention it. I was rescued by a Taoist priest. I wanted to give him money, but he didn't want it. Are you surprised?"

Jiang Mingxu didn't believe it: "No one would want money. I've seen a lot of people like this in the showbiz who swindle money."

"Li Xuan is not a magic stick." Ye Tang drank three glasses of beer, and drank two glasses of Japanese sake. He was slightly drunk, his cheeks were slightly flushed, but he defended Li Xuan with a serious expression: "He is a real master." , he won't grow old, and he's good at catching ghosts..." Ye Tangyue said in a low voice, lying on the table in a daze and muttering softly, his back was surrounded by Li Xuandao's tumbling robe.

Jiang Mingxu felt upset, and warned Ye Tang, "Stay away from that kind of nagging magic stick in the future, and see if you will be brainwashed like this."

He patted Ye Tang's face, and Ye Tang suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "I'm not drunk." Then he stood up and continued eating meat.

The two were relatively silent and drank in silence. Jiang Mingxu flipped the barbecue from time to time and put the roasted meat on Ye Tang's plate. Ye Tang just lowered his head and stuffed the meat into his mouth, unable to see his expression clearly.

After a long time, Jiang Mingxuan stopped his chopsticks and said with a serious expression, "I'm telling you something serious, have you considered changing your manager?"

Ye Tang looked at him in surprise, and shook his head: "No, why did you say this suddenly."

"Zhao Peng's work ability is not enough, and the resources he provides to you are not good at all. This will seriously affect your development. You are already thirty, and the bowl of youth will not last long. You should transform."

"Brother Peng has been taking care of me for so many years, and he treats me very well."

Ye Tang pondered for a moment and then said: "The poor development is due to my lack of ability, not Brother Peng's fault."

Jiang Mingxu hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he stretched out his hand and patted his head lightly: "A good manager is half the battle, can you change it? I want to convince Sister Aida to let her take you."

"You suddenly asked me how I know, let me think about it, I need a long time to think about it." Ye Tang said perfunctorily, in fact, he was really reluctant to replace Zhao Peng in his heart.

Jiang Mingxu saw that he was vague, so he didn't ask any more questions. The two of them talked one after another until two o'clock in the night. Ye Tang couldn't stand it any longer, and was staggered into a taxi by Jiang Mingxu.

In the early morning, the air in Jingyun Temple is clear, and there are no people in the temple, only the clear and crisp bird calls echoing over the temple.

The monks all gathered in the main hall for morning classes, and Huijue took a few juniors to explain Buddhist scriptures under the gazebo.

Li Xuan stood under the locust tree not far away and waited quietly with his eyes closed, his face calm and breezy without the slightest anxiety of waiting.

Huijue carefully explained a chapter of Buddhist scriptures, and asked the juniors if there was anything they didn't understand. After the juniors had left, Li Xuan walked into the pavilion and sat down.

"When do you plan to go back to Longhu Mountain?" Huijue filled a cup of green tea for him, and the tea leaves floated like a green boat in the tea water.

"The matter that the master told me has been done, I can go back at any time, but..." Li Xuan picked up the tea and sniffed it.

Huijue seemed to have seen something new, and asked jokingly, "What's so ridiculous about this tea?"

Li Xuan restrained his smile: "It's nothing, you can make ordinary tea leaves into nectar, but some people make the best Maojian into bitter water."

"You're talking about Linglu, right? He's really interesting." Huijue said with a smile, "I guess he won't agree to your request."

"Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times before asking Zhuge to come out to help me, and I was rejected twice, so there's no rush." ​​Li Xuan said slowly.

"Are you sure that he will agree the third time?"

"Whether you agree or not depends on whether you are willing to help." Li Xuan pointed to Huijue's chest and said, "The opportunity is here."

"I hid it on my body specially, but you figured it out." Huijue took out the letter from his chest and handed it to Li Xuan: "It seems to be an online variety show of gods, gods and ghosts. Ask me to be a guardian. The effect, secondly, is to protect artists. I originally wanted to refuse."

Li Xuan opened the invitation letter to the next ten lines, and finally paused for a moment on the names of the participating artists, then slowly closed the letter paper and returned it to Huijue.

"You go to participate." Li Xuan thought for a long time and said, "I want you to help me."

"Amitabha." Huijue clasped his hands together and said earnestly, "Buddhist precepts do not tell lies."

Li Xuan said: "I didn't let you lie, just protect him, as for the life and death of other people." He paused: "Don't worry about it."

Huijue stared at him blankly, shook his head and said, "I don't agree."

Li Xuan smiled calmly: "You and I have different hearts, so you practice Buddhism while I practice Taoism. But this time, no matter what, I still need you to help me."