Chapter 113 Familiar Talisman
Jiang Wen went out with complicated emotions.
Find Master Qian and ask him for what you need.
When Master Qian heard that all Jiang Wen needed were cheap gadgets, his feelings about the Taoist priest changed greatly.
When others come to the house to eliminate demons, they either want gold or is euphemistically called ghosts fear gold and silver.
Who would have thought that after the golden Arhat was cast, the ghost-repelling monk would run away carrying the golden Buddha on his . Qian was very angry for a while.
Now that he met such a pragmatic Taoist priest, Mr. Qian was deeply ordered his servants to prepare more things that the Taoist priest needed, and even the killed chickens were made into various dishes and sent to the Taoist priest's guest room.
Jiang Wen naturally didn't know what Mr. Qian was thinking. When he returned to the guest room, he saw the servants of the Qian Mansion bringing more than a dozen plates of chicken with different flavors.
"How much chicken blood did you want? Killed so many chickens?" The girl who was full couldn't help but asked as she looked at the chicken on the table.
"I just put forward the requirements you mentioned and didn't say anything else." Jiang Wen shrugged helplessly.
"Is this really the case?" The girl was doubtful.
When Mr. Qian brought up the materials they needed, the girl stared at Jiang Wen with her big eyes seems to say, this is what you want me to say? Jiang Wen was so confused that he didn't know what to say even after opening his mouth for a long time. God knows why this material contained so much the chicken blood is served in large bowls.
How many chickens will this harm?He cried for the chicken in his heart as he ate.
Looking at the grandma, she had already walked to the table and was writing and drawing on the paper with a brush.
Seeing the serious look on her face, Jiang Wen finally felt that this guy had the airs of a grand up and go over to take a look, hey!Why did you draw the ghost talisman? Do you think he doesn't recognize it?Isn't this the evil talisman he often draws?
Don't think that he doesn't recognize the scrawled drawing, but why did his evil-proofing talisman spread to the grandma of Wuliang Pavilion? Look at the paintings made by the grandma, who is the founder, and her strokes and outlines are all breathe for a moment, and the ghost-repelling talisman is finished.
Seeing Jiang Wen's dull expression, she said proudly: "How is it?"
"Okay, very good. But, I have a doubt." Jiang Wen pointed at the talisman and said. "Why is this thing so familiar to me?"
"Are you familiar with it? This is impossible. I remember that this is the secret talisman of Wuliang Pavilion. How could you, a little Taoist priest, know about it?" the girl said in disbelief.
"Maybe I remembered it wrong. So is it useful? You won't let me fight ghosts with these fake things." Jiang Wen temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and asked pretending to be curious.
"Of course it works, how can it be useless if it's my own handwriting. Besides, I still have you here, so I don't have to worry about other things." The girl was quite confident and wrote hundreds of talismans with cinnabar.
What kind of talisman is there to exorcise evil spirits, talismans to ward off evil spirits, or five thunder talismans?Although they were slightly different from his talismans, the paintings were all so similar that Jiang Wen knew whether these talismans were real or fake. Logically speaking, the talismans deduced from the stone tablets should not exist in this world.
Jiang Wen was thinking about things in his mind. He had some doubts about the girl's identity.
The Infinite Patriarch came to him, looked at him and asked doubtfully: "Are you afraid and unwilling to catch ghosts? Don't worry, with your Taoism and my Patriarch's talisman, there will definitely be no problem."
"..." Jiang Wen felt that something was does this sound more and more unreliable the more I hear it? Patriarch Wuliang prepared ghost-catching tools for Taoist priests, and Master Qian also started a dinner party.
Jiang Wen walked to the banquet thoughtfully, although he didn't really want to attend such a for Master Qian's kindness, he still came.
When I walked up to the attic, I saw several people already seated. Everyone looked at Jiang Wen when he came.
Master Qian stood up to greet Jiang Wen cheerfully, smiled at Jiang Wen and said, "Taoist Master, take a seat."
After Jiang Wen took the seat, Mr. Qian raised his glass and continued: "Unfortunately, a disciple of Qian's family has a ghost. We have searched for hundreds of miles, but no immortal master is willing to rescue him. Now, thanks to your help, Qian I truly feel blessed for three lifetimes.”
With that said, Master Qian asked someone to bring up boxes of gold.
He opened them one by one and said to everyone: "This is Qian's idea. I will thank you again when the work is done."
Several people were dazzled by the gold, even the monk was no exception.
Everyone said that it was very good, and they took the box containing gold into their arms.
Although Jiang Wen won the gold, he felt that he could not laugh no matter about the ancestor was convinced that there must be something fishy about this, and he still needed to try out the identity of this infinite of this, he cheered up and observed the people on the table.
Look at that eight-foot giant man. His fist is twice as big as his head, which is enough to physically drive away ghosts.
Look at that woman again. She must be so beautiful and have a lot of abilities.
Finally, there is this monk, who is meditating with his eyes closed but still chanting such piety, he must be the legendary holy monk.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wen felt a lot more at is no need for him to take action then, only these few people are enough.
"There is no need to say this, Mr. Qian. I, Tie Zhu, am a disciple of the Mo family. I must do my part in hoeing the strong and supporting the weak." The strong man's voice boomed, as loud as Wen instantly remembered his identity, Tiezhu of the Mo family.
Good name.
"It turns out that he is a brother of the Mo family. The little girl is Hong Luan, a disciple of the Wanshi Sect. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Happy meeting!"
Is there a disciple of an aristocratic immortal sect?Hong Luan, a disciple of Wanshi other words, this Wanshi Sect really accepts all birds and Wen's thoughts wandered away, but he could still understand these families and sects.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism. He comes from a small Zen monastery." The eminent monk closed his eyes and chanted, and chanted towards a few people.
"He is actually an eminent monk from the small Zen monastery. I have admired him for a long time."
"You are very kind, the benefactor."
……
After introducing themselves, everyone finally found out why Jiang Wen didn’t introduce himself?So all the eyes turned to him.
"I wonder what family and sect my little brother comes from?"
"I, I'm from... Taoism?" Jiang Wen said with a smile.
"Daoist?"
"He is actually a disciple of Taoism. I have admired him for a long time!"
"In order to catch ghosts, I have to help my little brother."
There was a burst of warm praise from everyone, which made Jiang Wen feel coming back to his senses, the banquet dispersed, and he stood at the door of his room, lost in thought.
"Why is it so strange to hear these people's words? Why do you mean you have to worry about catching ghosts?"
"...What a bad guy. Could it be that their identities are also fake?! They all boast so much!"
Jiang Wen felt that he had been deceived. None of the people in his group were genuine!
"What are you doing staying out there? Shouldn't you be sleeping after it's late at night?" A girl's voice came from inside the room.
"Coming, coming." Jiang Wen pushed open the door and entered.
"Wait, why are you taking off your clothes again?"
"Sleeping? The mortal body needs to maintain contact with the heaven and earth while sleeping, so that I can recover some of my divine power." The girl said matter-of-factly.
"No, I mean you were sleeping, why did you take off your clothes and squeeze in with me!"
"You are a good person. Sleeping with you can speed up my recovery." Grandma Grandma said matter-of-factly.
"Me! Xie Te... thank you," Jiang Wen said with an angry smile.
(End of this chapter)