someone under me

Chapter 55
A bottle of beer was opened and placed in front of the old man.

"Tell me what you know first."

Sitting on the cot in the room on the fourth floor, Li Yi said leisurely.

"Well, what I heard from them shouldn't be complete. You must have found something else later. Let me tell you all about it." The old man sat on the stool opposite, stroked his beard with Erlang's legs crossed, and took it easy. With the posture of a tall man.

Li Yi frowned, and talked about the illusion he encountered in the basement and the shape of the pottery figurine: "I suspect it's the pottery figurine. It doesn't feel yin to the touch, but it feels warm."

"Well, your judgment is reasonable." The old man nodded and said.

"Fuck, what's your judgment after talking for a long time? Just this sentence makes sense and it's over?" Li Yi said angrily.

"Hehe, I'm still short-tempered." The old man smiled, "Actually, you have already found the key to the problem. What you lack is experience. That pottery figurine has no yin energy but has yang energy. That's because the person possessing it is not a ghost. But gods."

"What?" Li Yi was a little confused.

"Of course, it's not a powerful fairy, just a land master." The old man seemed a little disdainful.

"Land Master?" Li Yi clicked his tongue.

The Lord of Land belongs to the gods that people are most familiar with. Like Lord Stove, wherever there are people, it is indispensable.

But in comparison, Lord Stove is the head of the family, and every household just puts a portrait in the kitchen, and there are no offerings on weekdays, except for the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, almost no one can think of him exist.

The land master is different, he is a serious god. In the past, there would be a land temple in all the villages and alleys. Although most of them were small and even had holes in the walls, they were temples anyway People's dojo.

"If my guess is right, it should be the Lord of the Land." The old man stroked his beard and said, "If you change to some other god, not to mention that it won't hurt people easily, even if you want to hurt people, it will definitely not just hurt people." Let them have a little luck, and it will be over if they get hurt a little. And you, a little ghost, want to interfere with others, I'm afraid it's not an illusion, but directly kills your mind and mind."

"Uh, what about this matter?" Li Yi asked.

"This matter is difficult to say, and easy to say." The old man said, but his eyes were fixed on the bottle of beer.

"You drink it." Li Yi then opened his mouth and "delivered" the beer to the old man.

The old man grinned, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, drank half of the bottle in one breath, put down the bottle and muttered: "It's been a long time, it's not cold..."

"Hurry up." Li Yi asked impatiently.

"The origin of the land master is very complicated. Some people died and were canonized by the underworld, and some were demons who practiced Taoism and accumulated enough merits to be canonized. Therefore, if you want to solve this problem, you must first find out who the land master is. And where is his fief." The old Taoist said, "According to my estimation, the land lord was punished because his real body was moved to that family, so that they could realize their mistake and send him back."

"It's okay to send him back?" Li Yi asked.

"That's not necessarily true." The old Taoist said, "It depends on whether the land master is a ghost or a demon. Ghosts are transformed from humans, and they still have some human nature, and most of them are reasonable. If it is a demon, then it is hard to say , don’t cause a few lives, if you can’t calm down, there will be no end!”

Li Yi nodded, lit a cigarette, and said, "If he is a ghost and is easier to talk, then send him back. If he is a demon and insists on making trouble, then kill him!"

"Hey, it's not a small tone, just because you can destroy a canonized land master?" The old man took a sip of beer disdainfully.

"Isn't there still you?" Li Yiyouyou said, "You just promised to help me solve this matter!"

"I..." The old Taoist stopped talking, rolled his eyes, and said again, "I promised to help you solve this matter. It's a 'help', not a 'replacement', so I will guide you how to do it. The job is still yours!"

Li Yi is speechless at this old-fashioned shamelessness. It must be risky to think about it with his toes. His "help" is preparing to hide behind the scenes, and the one who really rushes forward to take the risk has to be himself!

"You'd better be reasonable. If I go up by myself and die, you won't be able to help me. I will sue you when I get down." Li Yi said lightly, "Don't forget, there are people below me!"

"Tch, I know you must have opened the back door to become a ghost messenger!" The old man said disdainfully, "Don't worry, since I said to help you, I will definitely not let you hang up. Even if I can't kill him, at least I can let you die." Running away, staying alive is not a problem."

"Are you sure?" Li Yi patted the cast on his leg.

"I said you write it!" The old man drank the beer in one gulp, threw it away, and the empty bottle disappeared out of thin air.

Li Yi took out his phone and opened the notepad function.

The old Taoist began to read out the names and doses of various Chinese medicines.

"Now grab two pieces and come back, and the plaster can be removed after eating!" The old man said tuggingly.

"So amazing?" Li Yi said.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, I helped you. If you don't answer the phone, you can't blame me if you die in the end." The old man looked arrogant.

Li Yi thought about it for a while, and he shouldn't die even if he tried it, so he simply called Song Yang to drive, and took him to a nearby big pharmacy to get the medicine. A piece of traditional Chinese medicine turned into a six-pack of medicinal soup, but it cost Li Yi more than 800 yuan at once-there are many precious medicinal materials in the old-fashioned prescription.

Back in the nursing home, I drank a sachet and went to bed. When I woke up the next morning, I felt that the leg bones in the cast were itchy, and it was very uncomfortable without scratching. This is a sign that I am close to recovery.

Didn't expect the old man to be really good at it?
After breakfast, Li Yi bought a bottle of Erguotou, plus a pack of peanuts and a pack of orchid beans, and went to the backyard on crutches.

Chen Dali and his wife have already gone to the underworld by themselves, while Zhu Dakui was ordered by Li Yi to follow up on the Qian family brothers and sisters. There is only the old Taoist who has just moved in in the backyard.

"This is thanks to me for coming?" The old Taoist took a sip of Erguotou happily, and pinched another orchid bean.

"A lot of nonsense." Li Yi said, "Well, by the way, you said yesterday that you wanted to teach me Taoism?"

"Are you awake? Want to apprentice?" The old Taoist grinned to the back of his head.

"I won't be a teacher, but you can teach me your spells." Li Yi said.

"Why!" the old man yelled.

Li Yi pointed to Erguotou and Peanut Lanhuadou.

"That's it?" The old man shouted dissatisfied.

"No lower than this standard every day." Li Yidao, "If you love to teach but don't teach, you will be defeated if you don't teach!"

The old man took another sip of his wine, then pursed his lips, and said, "Deal!"

(End of this chapter)