With complicated feelings, Jiang Wen left the house.
He sought out Master Qian and told him what he needed.
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When Master Qian heard that Jiang Wen needed only cheap things, his impression of the Taoist changed greatly.
When others came to the mansion to exorcise demons, they always asked for gold or silver, claiming that ghosts feared gold and silver.
Who would have thought that after casting a golden Arhat, the monk who exorcised ghosts would run away with the golden Buddha, infuriating Master Qian.
Now that he had met such a pragmatic Taoist, Master Qian was greatly moved and ordered his servants to prepare more of what the Taoist priest needed, even turning the killed chickens into various dishes and sending them to the Taoist priest's room.
Jiang Wen naturally didn't know what Master Qian was thinking. When he returned to his room, he saw the servants of the Qian mansion bringing over a dozen plates of chicken in different flavors.
"How much chicken blood did you ask for? Did they kill so many chickens?" the sated girl couldn't help but ask, staring at the chicken on the table.
"I just made the requests you told me to make. I didn't say anything else," Jiang Wen shrugged helplessly.
Everyone praised him warmly, which made Jiang Wen feel gratified. When he came back to his senses after the banquet, he stood at his door, lost in thought.
"Is that really so?" the girl asked dubiously.
"Amitabha, this humble monk is a disciple of Buddhism, from the Little Zen Temple," the high monk chanted with his eyes closed.
"So it's a high monk from the Little Zen Temple, I've heard so much about you."
"Wait, why are you taking off your clothes again?"
Looking at the Ancestral Master again, she had already walked to the table, scribbling on the paper with a brush.
The Boundless Ancestor leaned close to him, looking at him with confusion and said, "Are you afraid and unwilling to catch ghosts? Don't worry, with your Taoism and this Ancestral Master's talismans, there will definitely be no problem."
What ghost-expelling talismans, evil-warding talismans, and Five Thunder talismans. Although they were slightly different from his talismans, they were all drawn decently, so Jiang Wen knew whether these talismans were real or fake. In theory, the talismans deduced by the stone tablet should not exist in this world.
"So you are a brother from the Mo family. This little girl is Hongluan, a disciple of the Myriad Worlds Sect. Nice to meet you."
"Sleep? Mortals need to maintain contact with heaven and earth while sleeping, so that I can recover some divine power," the girl said matter-of-factly.
Seeing her serious expression, Jiang Wen finally felt that this guy had a bit of the airs of an ancestor. He got up and went over to take a look, hey! Why did she start drawing ghost talismans? Did she think he didn't recognize them? Isn't this the evil-warding talisman he often draws?
Good name.
"You're familiar with it? That's impossible. I remember that this is a secret talisman of the Boundless Pavilion. How could you, a little Taoist, know it?" the girl said in disbelief.
How many chickens would this harm! He ate heartily while crying for the chickens in his heart.
He opened them one by one and said to everyone, "This is a small token of Qian's appreciation. There will be another great reward after the matter is completed."
Don't think that he wouldn't recognize it just because it was drawn sloppily, but how did his evil-warding talisman spread to the hands of the Ancestral Master of this Boundless Pavilion?
Seeing that the Ancestral Master was drawing in a decent manner, her brush strokes were smooth and flowing. In just a moment, she finished drawing a ghost-expelling talisman.
"…" Jiang Wen felt that something was wrong. The more he listened, the more unreliable it sounded?
The Boundless Ancestor prepared ghost-catching tools for the Taoist, and Master Qian also started the evening banquet.
"This matter of catching ghosts here will have to trouble you, little brother."
Looking at the eight-foot giant, his fist was as big as two of his heads, enough to physically exorcise ghosts.
Seeing Jiang Wen's wooden expression, she said rather proudly, "How is it?"
Jiang Wen was thinking about things in his heart. He had some doubts about the girl's identity.
"I, I come from… Taoism?" Jiang Wen said with an embarrassed smile.
Although Jiang Wen got gold, he felt that he couldn't laugh at all. Thinking of the Boundless Ancestor's matter, he was sure that there must be something strange about it, and he still needed to test the identity of this Boundless Ancestor.
Thinking of this, he cheered up and observed the people at the table.
Thinking like this, Jiang Wen felt a lot more at ease. He wouldn't need to take action at that time, these few people would be enough.
…
Everyone murmured that it was very good, and they embraced the boxes containing gold.
"Okay, very good. But, I have a question," Jiang Wen pointed to the talisman and said. "Why does this thing look so familiar to me?"
"Taoism?"
Walking up to the pavilion, he saw that several people were already seated. Seeing Jiang Wen coming, everyone looked at him.
There was a disciple of a noble immortal family? Hongluan, a disciple of the Myriad Worlds Sect. Speaking of which, the Myriad Worlds Sect really accepts all kinds of birds and beasts. Jiang Wen's thoughts drifted away. He could still understand these families and sects.
"Nice to meet you!"
"Why are you still staying outside? Isn't it late and you should be sleeping?" the girl's voice came from inside the room.
"Of course it's useful. This is my own personally blessed work, how could it be useless. Besides, with you here, there's no need to worry about other things," the girl said with great confidence, and continued to write a hundred talismans with cinnabar.
"Here it comes, here it comes," Jiang Wen pushed the door open and entered.
Finally, there was this monk, meditating with his eyes closed and chanting. So devout, he must be the legendary holy monk.
"Master Qian doesn't need to say that. I, Tie Zhu, am a disciple of the Mo family. I will definitely not shirk this kind of thing to help the weak and eliminate the strong," the strong man's voice boomed, as loud as thunder, making Jiang Wen instantly remember his identity, Tie Zhu of the Mo family.
After Jiang Wen took his seat, Master Qian raised his glass and continued, "My family is unfortunate, and ghosts have appeared. I have searched all over the surrounding area, but no immortal master is willing to come forward to rescue us. Now, I am fortunate to have your help, and I feel very lucky."
"So you are a disciple of Taoism, I've heard so much about you!"
After a round of self-introductions, everyone finally realized that Jiang Wen hadn't introduced himself. So everyone's eyes turned to him.
"Then maybe I remembered it wrong. So is it useful? You wouldn't let me take these fake things to fight ghosts, would you?" Jiang Wen temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and asked curiously.
"Benefactor is too polite."
"Why do these people's words sound so strange? What do they mean by troubling me with the matter of catching ghosts?"
Jiang Wen walked to the banquet with a heavy heart. Although he didn't really want to attend this kind of banquet, he came out of respect for Master Qian's kindness.
The few people were dazzled by the gold, and even the monk was no exception.
Jiang Wen felt that he had been deceived. Among the people who came, none of them were real!
Looking at the woman again, she was so beautiful that she must have a lot of skills.
"May I ask, little brother, which family and sect do you come from?"
"… Crap, could it be that their identities are also fake?! They were all bragging so much!"
Master Qian happily got up to greet him and smiled at Jiang Wen, "Taoist priest, please take a seat."
"No, I mean, you're sleeping, why are you taking off your clothes and squeezing in with me!"
"Your Taoism is not bad. Sleeping with you can speed up my recovery," the Ancestral Master said matter-of-factly.
"I! Shet… Thank you," Jiang Wen said with a forced laugh.
