Taoist Master: I have a strange world

Chapter 1 The Secret of the Old Guanzhu
  "I'm going to call the police."

"My master is dead."

"Old... old and dead..."

"Okay, don't be nervous or afraid. You can follow the following process."

"You need to remove the metal ornaments, earrings, etc. on the deceased."

"If there is a shroud prepared at home, it is best to put it on for him."

"If you can't do this, you can also contact the funeral office."

"By the way, what is your relationship with the deceased?"

"I...I am a disciple of the Taoist temple, and the deceased was the master of the Taoist temple."

"..."

The policeman on the phone seemed very experienced and told Zhang Ling what he needed to do.

After some hard work, Zhang Ling successfully joined Taoism.

After the monster appeared, it sat down cross-legged.

Test your breath.

But the changes that followed were even unexpected by Zhang Ling.

Just now, Zhang Ling watched the 'monastery master' appear out of thin air in the Taoist temple.

like a statue.

Zhang Ling just saw it and was so frightened that he lost his mind.

Zhang Ling, who realized this, stayed away and paced back and forth outside the hall.

The back is bulging high, as if something is pregnant inside.

Until this day.

As soon as the call was dialed, Zhang Ling originally planned to tell the truth about his experience.

Although he was wearing a familiar Taoist robe, his feet were bare, and his feet had a pair of small wings on each side.

Finally, I decided to call the police.

Until I hang up the phone.

Somehow, an uncle of his who was a Taoist priest came over and introduced Zhang Ling to a good job.

Only then did Zhang Ling react.

When he reacted, he carefully stepped forward and touched the viewer.

The originally normal eyes, as if there was air pressure inside, protruded outward by one centimeter, which looked quite scary.

"died!"

Longitudinal vision retracted and returned to normal.

The job remuneration is not worse than that of a professional employee.

After graduating from college, I struggled with no job.

"The temple master has a secret!"

But when the other party asked, ‘How did he die?’, he subconsciously avoided the fact.

After a moment of hesitation and struggle that seemed like thousands of twists and turns, Zhang Ling still chose to hide it.

In just a moment, the monster's bulging back quickly shrank like a balloon deflating.

The small wings on the feet also retracted under the skin, leaving no trace on the feet.

And when he appeared, he was not the original viewer.

The most important thing is that it will be easier to get the job if there is an introducer, and his cousin can play this role.

Zhang Ling struggled internally for a long time.

Looking at the old temple master lying on the ground in front of me, I couldn't calm down.

Zhang Ling thought it was a monster.

Immediately he was assigned to this Taoist temple, and he usually worked for the old temple master, and his life was quite leisurely.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath.

Zhang Ling is a college student.

Only then did Zhang Ling discover that this monster was actually the ‘monastery master’ of his Taoist temple.

No sound.

He had a vague feeling that if he told the truth, he might miss something important.

Zhang Ling, who was frightened by the scene just now, did not recover for a long time.

And he became a well-known Taoist priest in a serious way. He only needed one ordination to become a 'Taoist official'.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and decided to step forward to check.

If he doesn't check now, it will be too late when the police arrive.

Zhang Ling bravely stepped forward and touched the clothes on the master's body with slightly trembling hands, groping slowly.

Soon, Zhang Ling found something from the temple owner.

A strange bronze mirror, waist badge, and two blackened leather ancient books.

"Isn't it possible that the temple master stole the cultural relics from somewhere?"

Seeing these items, Zhang Ling had this thought in his mind. However, Zhang Ling was nervous and had no time to look at and think about it carefully, so he put it aside first.

He ran back to the temple master's house, brought one of the temple master's Taoist robes, and then came back with some trembling to help the temple master put it on.

In this way, the old temple owner looks like an old man in a Taoist temple, sitting cross-legged in front of the Sanqing statue until he grows old.

After doing this, Zhang Ling seemed to have lost all his strength and couldn't help but sit on the ground leaning on the threshold of the hall.

At this time, his thoughts were freed.

"What... happened to the old temple master?"

"Why is he like this?"

"How did he appear out of thin air?"

Zhang Ling's thoughts were numb and his mind was in chaos.

But in his tangled thoughts, Zhang Ling remembered something unusual happening to the old temple master recently.

His whereabouts are often elusive and he disappears into Taoist temples at every turn.

Zhang Ling asked occasionally, and the old temple leader said that he just went out to perform rituals.

This all made Zhang Ling wonder for a while whether the old patron, a veteran who had been widowed all his life, secretly went out to have a sunset love.

Now that I think about it, these anomalies are traceable.

However, Zhang Ling didn't know what the reason was.

Just when Zhang Ling was thinking wildly, a voice came from outside the Taoist temple.

"Is there anyone? We are from the police station. Who called the police?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ling gained some strength and stood up.

"it's me."

Zhang Ling took the initiative to approach.

Two police officers asked about the situation

Zhang Ling took a breath and described the situation.

Of course, he ignored all the abnormalities he saw.

According to him, the old temple master was silent after chanting the sutra.

"He is an expert. In our Taoist terms, the old Taoist master has also become an immortal."

The older of the two police officers patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder: "Don't be too sad. We have notified the funeral home. You can now publish the obituary to relatives and friends to help handle the funeral arrangements."

While he was talking, a voice came from outside.

"Is there anyone? From the funeral home."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

There was a funeral home hearse parked outside.

"Okay, you follow the people at the funeral home to deal with it. It's time to issue an obituary."

"Go."

The old police officer still had some encouragement in his eyes.

"it is good!"

Zhang Ling nodded, feeling that the tension in his heart was relieved a lot.

but……

Seeing the people at the funeral home moving, Zhang Ling became nervous again.

He was a little worried... whether the old temple master's body would change again.

Fortunately.

Zhang Ling's nervousness was superfluous. Until the funeral parlor, the old viewer's body had not changed much.

"Burn it directly or stop here? Freezer for thirty-one days."

Faced with this kind of inquiry, Zhang Ling glanced at his phone and said without hesitation: "Burn it!"

There is a message on his mobile phone.

From the Taoist Lord who can govern them.

The content of the message was that Zhang Ling informed the old Taoist priest about his emergence and asked what to do.

The other party replied, ‘It’s been hot lately, don’t waste time, hurry up and deal with the funeral arrangements’.

After receiving this reply, Zhang Ling was able to make this decision.

Soon.

In the waiting area outside the incinerator.

Zhang Ling watched the old temple master being pushed into the incinerator, and the tension in his heart finally slowly let go.

He had also been worried about what changes would happen to the old Guanzhu's body.

Fortunately nothing happened.

After Zhang Ling relaxed, questions couldn't help but pop up in his mind again.

"Old Guanzhu, what exactly have you been through?"

(End of this chapter)