Zhutian Film and Television opens with a Taoist

Chapter 54 He Xiu’s target, the haunted house
There were outsiders, and none of them looked like good people, so He Xiu had no choice but to close his eyes and rest, without any luck.

I was recalling movies about the same style as Chizuru in my mind, but after thinking about it for a long time, I finally thought of a movie.

People scare ghosts, people scare people, and ghosts fight ghosts. This seems to be the first movie in which Lin Zhengying plays a Taoist priest.

He Xiu has always had a question. At that time, it would be great if Lin Zhengying made his movie into a series of sequels, like the Harry Potter movie, forming a big world of oriental fantasy.

In this movie, He Xiu doesn't want anything, but the mother-son ghost seems to be okay.

Ma Lingxiang can take revenge if he dies, but will these people remain ghosts if they die?

He Xiu opened his eyes and looked at the woman who looked pitiful and had an extremely vicious heart. She killed two people and was full of resentment. How cruel she must be after she dies.

Li Yue'e felt someone was staring at her and looked up, just in time to see the weird red-robed Taoist looking at her with green eyes.

She was shocked, but she knew that the world was full of monsters and monsters.He quickly lowered his head and rolled his eyes wildly, fearing that this weird Taoist might be some kind of goblin.

He pulled the real husband next to him and said in a low voice: "That red-robed Taoist priest is acting strange. Let's leave quickly."

"Okay! Let's go." This Li Yue'e has always been the family's military advisor. To be honest, he seems to be the boss among the others. In fact, his wife is the brains of the group. Every time he deceives, abducts, kills, and buy goods, it is all her idea. .

"Okay, we've rested enough. Let's go. Thank you, Brother Tao. Let's go first."

He Xiu didn't pay attention to him. He was a mortal man. Why should he pay attention to him? What if he got involved and got bad luck from him.

What I am thinking about now is to wait for dawn, find a place to live first, and then set up a altar. When Li Yue'e dies, he will accept her ghost and become his own soldiers.

Soldiers and horses and raising ghosts are two different things. Raising ghosts is not supported by Maoshan, because the ghosts gather together: poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster, shame, mold, pain, illness and death, all in one, and people who come into contact with them every day, It ranges from being mentally depressed and being visited by one or more of the eighteen evil spirits, to severe cases from falling ill and dying within a few days.

Just like everyone knows that you can't live in a haunted house, and the resentful ghosts are unwilling to leave, and bad luck will slowly gather in the house. Even if the ghost doesn't pinch you or harm you, it can still make you unlucky. To doubt life, life is worse than death.

Maoshan soldiers and horses are different. What the mage pursues is another level. Compared with becoming an immortal, becoming a Yin god is simpler and more practical. Being a human being is just a process in the mind of a monk. The world after death is your future. In the future, you will have merit. After you save enough, you can go to the underworld and have your own power.

Although everyone's numerology and rank are different, and the number of soldiers they can recruit is different, He Xiu's numerology is that he has a thousand households. According to his current rank, he can only recruit fifty soldiers and horses, which is the general flag and so on.

"Brother, cut, brother, cut~" The Angry Chicken looked outside and saw that dawn had gone and the sun was shining in the sky. He stood on the roof with two legs and flapped his wings, raising his neck and crowing.

He Xiu opened his eyes, tidied up casually, put on a shabby blue Taoist robe that did not show off his appearance, and came to the road.

He frowned and shouted to the angry chicken that was still clucking on the roof: "Let's go, brother, brother, there are no hens here, who can you show me?"

The Nuqing Chicken ate the inner elixir of the six-winged centipede, and now its size is gradually increasing every day. With a pair of evolved wings, it is estimated that it will not be long before it can soar into the sky.

Majia Town!
It is a large town and an important transportation thoroughfare. Commercial firms traveling from south to north will basically replenish supplies nearby, and Dukou is not far away.

After finding a store that specialized in making teeth, He Xiu walked in and asked the waiter who seemed to have not slept well: "Shopkeeper, do you still have a house to rent in your town?" The waiter turned around and looked. He Xiu, dressed in tattered Taoist robes, smiled contemptuously.He waved his hand impatiently: "Rent a house, you are a fool, what kind of house are you renting? No, no, get out of here, don't disturb me... Yes, yes, there must be, Master Dao, come with me, please come this way."

He Xiu nodded, turned off the safety, and put away the pistol. Damn, what a bitch.

Following Jiangu Gu, we walked all the way round and round, and came to a place with deep gloom, a courtyard on the outskirts of the town, and an old wooden house with mud walls. Not far away, firecrackers were blasting, winds were being played, and funerals were being performed. It looked like it was an ancestral hall.

Fang Yazi took out the key and picked up the rusty lock, but it was rusty and could not be opened no matter what. He Xiu looked at it and shook his head, pushed Yazi away, grabbed the lock with his hand, pinched and pulled, and it broke with a swipe. .

Pushing the door open, there were weeds all over the ground: "I'm only going to stay here for seven days. Keep this silver dollar. Ask a few people to come over and clean it up. Throw away everything that needs to be thrown away."

"This……"

This is a haunted house. Several ghosts must have died violently. The time has not come yet, and the underworld has not come to collect them.

The teeth are full of pits and the procrastination is probably because no one wants to come here. He Xiu just took out a gun and wanted to take revenge on He Xiu.That’s why I brought people here.

He Xiu saw what he meant and didn't care: "Don't worry, I'll give you double your wages."

"Okay, Master Dao, please take a look!"

When Yazi heard that he was offered double wages, naturally some people were willing to do it. There were so many people on the street who couldn't afford to eat, ghost!Damn it, there's no such thing as being hungry.

At noon, He Xiu came back from the restaurant with Nu Qing Chicken. The house had been cleaned.

Although the rotting weeds and broken objects in the yard have been cleared away, there is still a musty smell.

A few vicious ghosts were splaying their teeth and claws inside, and they had pigtails on the back of their heads. Judging from their appearance, they looked like they were smoking heavily.

Nu Qingji tilted his head, looked at the ghosts, took a sharp breath, and started to cut each other in front of the ghosts~!

The souls of several heavy smokers shook for a while, and the whole room seemed to be much brighter. This is the function of the Angry Chicken to ward off evil spirits.

The rooster was originally born towards the sun, and it is a spiritual creature of the sun. This howl of his voice dispelled the bad luck accumulated by several ghosts over the years.

He Xiu flipped his palm, the thunder talisman flashed, and thunderbolts gathered on his arms, and he said sadly: "Do you want to leave on your own, or do you want me to beat you to pieces, and you will never be reincarnated."

The ghosts looked at the thunder in He Xiu's hand and were so frightened that they quickly hid in the corner, trembling. The boldest smoker quickly knelt down to He Xiu and said hurriedly: "Tao Dao Priest, it's not that we don't want to leave. , the Yin official said that we haven’t reached the time yet and won’t take us away. We are earth-bound spirits and can only stay in this house and cannot go anywhere else.”

"Yes! Taoist priest, we didn't know that people who smoked and died were so miserable. Let alone smoking, they can't even smell the incense."

"Taoist Priest, I was beaten to death when I was 15 years old. I have been here for more than 40 years and I still can't get out of this door."

(End of this chapter)