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the old Taoist asked.
"Master, I have already figured it out. There is only one Taoist priest, two disciples, and even a woman in the Temple of Longevity. Isn't this nonsense? I don't think the Taoist priest is very good, and he must not be as good as you." .”
Xiaodao laughed.
"So what's your plan?"
asked the old man.
"Easy, we just need to..."
Chapter 56 We Are Professionals
"The concept of longevity is now in a stable position. No matter how powerful we are, it will be difficult to shake the status of the concept of longevity in the hearts of these residents. But if we create a crisis, the concept of longevity cannot be solved, but if we solve it, then we will be able to stand firm heel."
Said with confidence.
The old Taoist stroked his goatee and said: "This is a good way, but how to create this crisis?"
"Isn't this simple? We only need to release a few of the lonely ghosts we usually catch, and then Qingxi City will be in chaos?"
Xiaodao laughed.
"No."
The old Taoist shook his head and said, "We are in the lineage of catching ghosts. Even catching ghosts and controlling ghosts should not be used to cause trouble in the world. This breaks the ancestor's precepts."
"Master, we have always abided by the precepts of our ancestors, but now we are almost unable to survive. The world is so peaceful, we have contributed a lot to catch ghosts, but how did the world treat us?"
Xiaodao said unwillingly: "The inheritance of ghost hunting has lasted for thousands of years, but our thousand-year inheritance is about to be cut off. How can we be worthy of our ancestors?"
"Besides, we don't want to cause trouble in the world. We release those lonely ghosts and set the rules in advance. We only need to frighten the mortals. This is not a violation of the rules."
The old Taoist showed an expression of emotion, obviously a little moved by persuasion.
Xiaodao is right, their lineage of ghost hunting is about to be cut off.
If he has been sticking to the rules and acting pedantically, he will become this sinner.
But if the matter is successful this time, the Ghostbusters line might be able to spread its branches and become bright again.
Xiaodao saw that Master was showing signs of wavering, so he quickly said: "Master, I have already inquired. There is no Zhenmagic Division in Qingxi City. This is our good opportunity."
The decline of Ghostbusters is not unrelated to the rise of Zhenmensi.
Since the establishment of the Town Demon Division, professions such as folk ghost hunters and exorcists have declined more and more.
When the common people encountered strange things, they reported it to the town magician, and within a few days, the town magician came to investigate.
The official establishment of the organization, capable people and strangers emerge in large numbers, how can ordinary ghosts be rivals?
Over time, people have developed a habit, and they no longer need such professions as folk ghost hunters and exorcists.
"Disciple, you have always been clever, so I will listen to you once as a teacher."
Finally, the old man made up his mind and said.
But then he said again: "Teacher, have you confirmed clearly that the concept of longevity is really incompetent? If the ghosts we released are wiped out, then we will lose our wife and lose our army."
Xiaodao said confidently: "Master, don't worry, the Taoist priests of the Temple of Longevity look like idiots to me, and it is impossible to spoil our plan."
Night falls.
In Qingxi Town in the past, by this time, the streets were basically dark and deserted.
But now Qingxi City is brightly lit, even at night it looks prosperous.
Xiaodao came to a deserted place, and furtively took out a small bottle.
"Clap."
The bottle was opened, and a few wisps of blue smoke came out.
Soon, these wisps of green smoke turned into several hideous ghosts.
"Listen, you will do this in a while..."
Xiaodao ordered.
"Yes."
"Hey, isn't it scary? I'm the best at it."
"It's okay to suck some mortal energy, right? I'm almost starving to death."
Several evil ghosts said in a hurry.
Xiaodao said with a serious face: "Never hurt anyone! Otherwise, I will not forgive you lightly."
Several evil spirits reluctantly agreed, and soon disappeared into the night.
Xiaodao raised his head and looked at the night sky. The moon was bright and the stars were twinkling, as if his road ahead was as bright. He couldn't help showing a longing smile.
"Hey! What are you doing standing there, kid?"
At this moment, a loud shout came.
Xiaodao was so frightened that he trembled all over, and the bottle in his hand almost fell to the ground.
He turned around hastily, and saw a night guard looking at him seriously.
"My lord, I am admiring the moon."
Xiaodao said guiltily.
"Appreciate the moon?"
The guard came over, looked up and down the trail, then looked around and said, "Sneaky, let me tell you that open defecation is not allowed in the city. If you want to go to the toilet, there is a public toilet every 500 meters. fine!"
"My lord, do you think I look like someone who urinates everywhere?"
Xiaodao hurriedly complained.
"The bottle in your hand is your convenience, right?"
The guard shook his head and said, "Don't be blind when you finish your toilet, go to the public toilet, otherwise it will be regarded as you defecate everywhere."
After that, the guard turned and left, still muttering: "The mouth of the bottle is so small, tsk, how thin it is..."
When Xiaodao heard this, his face darkened.
Don't bring such insulting people, it's fine if you suspect that you defecate indiscriminately, and you still say you are thin? ?
Blindfolded dog thing!
Xiaodao subconsciously touched the place.
Well, it's really blind.
"Ah! Rogue!"
At this moment, there was an exclamation from the side of the trail.
His face froze, and he turned his head to see that a woman passing by happened to see his subconscious movement just now.
The guard who hadn't gone far turned back again.
He said with a serious face: "What's going on? Are you kidding yourself?"
"My lord, I don't."
Xiaodao wants to cry but has no tears.
He is really wronged.
"Don't talk nonsense, show me your residence card and let me have a look."
The guard said seriously.
A resident card is similar to a modern ID card.
It will record personal details, including residential address, name and the like.
After fumbling for a long time, Xiaodao took out his resident card.
After the guard took it, he took a closer look.
"Yang...Yang Wei?"
The guard was serious at first, but after he finished reading, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Thinking of the bottle mouth, he burst out laughing.
Feeling insulted, Xiaodao blushed and said, "My lord, what are you laughing at?"
"I think of happy things."
The guard continued to read: "Address: Xiruan Village."
"Pfft."
The guard laughed again.
"enough!"
Xiaodao blushed and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're laughing at!"
"We're trained not to laugh, no matter how funny it is."
The guard said seriously.
Then he couldn't help but glanced at the resident card again.
"Pfft."
"Unless you can't help it."
In the end, the guard returned the residence card to Xiaodao with some pity.
After the guard came to the woman and said a few words, the woman looked at Yang Wei with a strange look, and then she let out a sigh of disgust and hurried away.
"Okay, I warn you kid not to make trouble again."
The guard pointed at Yang Wei and said.
After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said, "As a man, I understand your pain very well. There is a Chinese medicine clinic in our city. You can go and see it when you have time."
"..."
The trail stands disheveled in the wind.
He is the 250th generation descendant of the lineage of ghost catching, but he was misunderstood as suffering from chronic diseases.
Outrageous!
Chapter 57
Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it.
Yang Wei thought about it again and again, but finally endured it.
I am a ghost hunter, and I don't care about ordinary people!
However, Yang Wei stayed away from this place. He felt that this location was not very auspicious, so he released a ghost and was insulted.
unlucky!
The ghosts released by Yang Wei.
The strength is not strong.
It is equivalent to a monk in the Qi training period.
He didn't dare to let go of ghosts that were too strong, for fear they wouldn't be able to suppress them.
Yang Wei began to wander around the city. This newly built city was much more prosperous than many cities he had seen.
"I heard that the owner of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion spent a lot of money to turn Qingxi Town into Qingxi City."
Yang Wei began to fantasize: "I heard that the owner of the pavilion is still a big beauty, if only he could hug his thigh."
Inside Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
Wang Nanbo was surrounded by a group of girls, chatting with them with a smile.
Astronomy and geography, knowledgeable about the past and the present.