the last priest

In the end, Zha Wenbin had no choice but to think of a way, saying that you wait until the hour, if you can sit quietly under this locust tree for half an hour, you can be a teacher, if you can't hold it, don't mention it again, Director Zhao thought, Isn't it just here to enjoy the cool, what's the big deal, I fully agree. ╔y╗

The time has come, Zha Wenbin glanced at the stars in the sky, held up the tortoise shell and let go: he got a hexagram, the hurdle shakes up, and the thunder dissolves.Out of danger, evil things dissipate, prison (harmony) lawsuits can be released, everyone sings praises

Asking about luck, it should be considered auspicious. Finally, this month, Zha Wenbin smiled for the first time. Seeing that the hexagram had already appeared, Mr. He asked about the result. Zha Wenbin replied: Wangzhuang will not be seen again within three years. Someone died!

Mr. He bowed to Zha Wenbin, but was stopped by Zha Wenbin: "How can you afford Mr. He's great gift? Isn't this shortening your life?"

Mr. He let it go: "Wen Bin, Wangzhuang is my wife's hometown, and you were innocently involved in doing some dangerous things. My obeisance is for the whole village. You can bear it!"

Zha Wenbin returned a salute: "For several days, I have been bothering Mr. He to take care of me. I am ashamed to say that I am not good at learning, and I failed to save my wife's life. I hope Mr. He will forgive me." bowed again

Elder He over there was already in tears. He must have thought of his wife again, wiped away his tears and asked, "What is Wen Bin's plan going forward?"

Cha Wenbin glanced at the starry sky above his head: "Xiangtian!"

"Oh my god, you've been thinking wholeheartedly. If Brother Cha can use my old bones, I'll do my best. I'll go back and study about the "Wishful Book". If there's any news in the future, I'll report it immediately Of!"

Cha Wenbin thanked Mr. He, and Director Zhao over there ran over and opened his mouth: "Master, I will be worshipped by my apprentice!" After he finished speaking, he was about to kneel down, but Cha Wenbin picked him up with his feet quickly, abruptly. Kicked Director Zhao, who was already bent over, and pointed at the locust tree not far away: "Go! Mr. He and I will wait for you here"

Director Zhao walked towards the locust tree, muttering to himself, isn't it just to catch the shade, could there be ghosts?Besides, with Cha Wenbin around, ghosts would not dare to come. Thinking to myself, I strode to the locust tree alone. There happened to be a stone, and Director Zhao sat on the spot. Within a few minutes, the breeze by the river As soon as it blew, Director Zhao felt a little sleepy, the figures of the two people not far away began to blur, their eyelids kept fighting, and they fell asleep after a while

Cha Wenbin over there was looking at Director Zhao under the tree, and stared closely. Within 10 minutes, something happened over there: Director Zhao frowned, big beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, his lips Biting tightly, as if feeling uncomfortable

Mr. He next to him asked, "What's the matter?" Cha Wenbin didn't answer, but just signaled Mr. He not to talk, just watch

Two minutes later, Director Zhao's face turned blue and his body began to tremble. Cha Wenbin shook his head, took out a piece of talisman paper, held it between two fingers, walked over, and when he got under the tree, Director Zhao could already be heard panting clearly, his neck swelled very thick, Zha Wenbin shook his finger, and the talisman paper burst into flames, before the ashes fell to the ground, Director Zhao suddenly opened it Shuangyan: "What's wrong with me?" Cha Wenbin said: "It's okay."

Director Zhao touched his forehead and spread his hands. In such a cool weather, his back was soaked. It turned out that it was just a dream. Cha Wenbin said: "You can tell me what happened just now. ?"

Director Zhao looked at the sweat in his hands and murmured: "A woman pinched my neck just now... I was about to be breathless, and suddenly woke up, and saw you, Master, beside me..."

"Hey...that's not a dream" Cha Wenbin sighed

"It's not a dream, then?" Director Zhao looked at Cha Wenbin in disbelief and asked

Cha Wenbin nodded: "That's the spirit of this tree. This tree is very dark. I don't know if it has lived in Wangzhuang for thousands of years. It must have spirituality and has attracted many wild ghosts here. Gather, the seat you were sitting just now happened to be her thigh, if you are a person who has a predestined relationship with the Dao, she will not dare to show her body, but I think you have no predestined relationship with my Dao, go back and work hard."

After listening to it, Director Zhao groaned. He also understood that what Cha Wenbin said was true. He almost died under this tree just now. Is it okay for Taoist priests not to learn Taoism, but to help with errands and get things?"

Zha Wenbin didn't want to, but he still refused: "Director Zhao, don't talk about learning Taoism anymore. You have nothing to do with Taoism. Follow me. Sooner or later, something will happen. You and I are friends. From Director Zhao’s face, if he guards against villains in the officialdom, he will be able to rise to the top and make a great achievement!” After finishing speaking, he walked to the car parked on the side of the road, and in the end it was Mr. He who persuaded Director Zhao to give up. Several years later, Zhao The director is already the person in charge of the transportation department of a province, in response to Cha Wenbin's words that the officialdom is boundless

Before returning to the provincial capital, Cha Wenbin went to Director Jin first, and stared at the boss's dark circles. When Director Jin saw Cha Wenbin again, he was about to cry without tears. Figure out what trouble.

The three of them were not too polite, and they sat on the sofa in the office. Since it was Director Zhao, he stared at Director Jin with a smile, and the look of that superficial smile made Director Jin not dare to vent his anger, holding back After a long time, I finally couldn't help but speak: "Sir, how is the matter in Wangzhuang?"

Cha Wenbin, who was nestled in the corner of the sofa, stopped and played with the lid of the teacup: "After you let the driver come out, I will go to the intersection with you on the night of the first seven days, prepare four sets of bowls and chopsticks, prepare some wine and vegetables, and pay homage to him; Use more dim sum." After speaking, he glanced at Luofengpo not far away, and continued to play with teacups.

Curator Jin cast a glance at the direction Zha Wenbin was looking at, and naturally understood what he was looking at: "Sir, is this all right? Don't you need to go to that ghostly place again? I've already bought this sycamore tree in various places. It should be here in a few days, sir, do you think they will..."

"Will those dead people come to you, right?" Director Zhao gave Curator Jin a vicious look, shook his frightened glasses, followed by that fat belly

Cha Wenbin pressed his hand, glanced at Director Zhao, and said: "After the worship, send that car to be scrapped, don't use it again, and do more good deeds in the future, what you are doing is dead business , naturally you have to accumulate more virtue, it will only benefit you, so let’s say goodbye.” After that, he got up and prepared to go out

Hearing this, Curator Jin let out a long sigh of relief. When he came back from Wangzhuang, he hadn't closed his eyes yet. When he closed his eyes, he saw the four coffins. He always felt that those evil spirits would come to him again. Feeling relieved, he opened the drawer, looked at Cha Wenbin who was about to go out, and shouted, "Sir, please wait."

Cha Wenbin, who had already stepped out of the door, looked back and saw Director Jin took an envelope and handed it over: "Sir, in the past few days, he has not only helped me with Feng Shui, but also solved this catastrophe. Sir, he has saved my life. I thought it was a repayment, but please accept this kind of meaning, sir, it is not a respect!"

It turned out that they were sending money, but Cha Wenbin didn't even look at it: "If you really want to repay me, then take good care of that orphan."

"That's nature, that's nature, that child, I will be more attentive than my own child, please rest assured, this respect, no matter what, please accept this respect." After finishing speaking, Curator Jin took another step forward, I don’t want to be waved by Cha Wenbin’s sleeves, striding away, and the words of Cha Wenbin came from a distance: “Man is doing it, but the sky is watching...” Only Curator Jin with the envelope in his hand was left there. stunned

Director Zhao drove the bus all the way. When he arrived in the provincial capital, it was still dark, and he vomited when he got off the bus with his old bones bumped. After getting off the bus, he swears. With a hippie smile on their faces, the three of them went to a restaurant to have dinner again, and Director Zhao sent them back to He's old home before saying goodbye with regret.

Seeing that he was the only one left in the warm little home, and looking at the photo of Mrs. Wang, Mr. He couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. Cha Wenbin put a stick of incense on Mrs. Wang, and said a few words of comfort before letting Mrs. Wang stop live sad.It's been a while since I've been out, and I eat and drink at Mr. He's place. Although Mr. He doesn't mind, he doesn't mind on behalf of himself, and he doesn't want to accept money for performing rituals for others. Cha Wenbin guessed that he also had to find a job. If it doesn't work, I go to the street to set up a fortune-telling stall, so I can earn some food money.After thinking about it, he told Mr. He about this matter, and asked Mr. He to take him around the Town God's Temple tomorrow.

He didn't want this idea to be rejected by Mr. He, and he got angry. Mr. He said, "Wen Bin, do you feel uncomfortable living here with me? You treat my family and Wangzhuang , I have done so many things, and I have never asked for half a penny. What you asked me to do has not been figured out yet, so what if I live here? Besides, I am lonely at home by myself, so don’t think about it anymore Now, you are a really capable person, how can you make a living like that? You just stay here with peace of mind, we study that passage of text together, don't mention the matter of setting up a stall!"

Zha Wenbin is also a seven-foot man when he stands up. He has never taken advantage of others since he was a child. After spending so much time, he is already gone. When Mr. He said this, he felt even more embarrassed and wanted to leave. While the two were arguing, there was a knock on the door. . . .