Chapter 32 The Immortal in the Painting
Master Ma bounced his fingers and knocked out the six sons and Auchan's dust, then laughed and said, "Who said he was taking action? Are you kidding you?"
After saying that, Taoist Ma hooked up Liuzi's shoulder and walked into the room.
Liuzi was speechless, joking? Is it as for kidding? As for the use of such a great force?
When they got into the house, everyone sat down.
Liuzi quickly said what he saw from the surveillance.
After saying that, Liuzi said mysteriously: "Who can get married in the middle of the night? I think this is probably a ghost mess. Xia Nan met the ghost and now he is 80% a ghost bride."
The little bald man said: "There is a rumor in our family that the ghost will not get married when he goes out.
What the ghost goes out is about the Ghost Festival, which is the day when the ghost gate is opened and the ghosts go out...
At this time, the yin energy is soaring, which is not suitable for marriage. It can easily disturb the ghosts and cause trouble.
Calculate the time, wasn’t yesterday the half-July, Ghost Festival?”
Hearing this, Lao Xia's face looked extremely ugly and his lips were trembling.
Master Ma raised his leg and kicked the little bald stool away, and sat on the ground.
Master Ma said angrily: "Nothing is true, there are no ghosts in this world."
The little bald man said dissatisfiedly: "There are no ghosts, your sign says catching ghosts... It turns out to be a liar."
Master Ma glared at him viciously, and the little bald man ran out to bask in the sun with gratitude.
Lao Xia said: "Master Ma, Master Jingkong, I..."
Both of them understood what Lao Xia meant. Monk Jing Kong patted Lao Xia and said, "Okay Lao Xia, don't worry. The horse and bull nose are right. There are no ghosts in this world. This matter looks mysterious. It is probably a new kidnapping method. So many people pass by, and they will definitely be clues left. Please wait a moment, and we will go out to find you."
Master Ma also said: "Old Xia, I am worried, these are just a few little thieves. Let's take action and guarantee that you will see Xia Nan tomorrow."
Hearing this, Lao Xia breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Taoist Ma with tears in his eyes.
Although he always thought that Master Ma was a liar in the world. Although he was free and unruly, he was too unruly. Sometimes, he was inevitably a little disgusted, but at this moment, looking at Master Ma who was patting his chest as a guarantee, he suddenly felt that this person was actually quite reliable, at least what he said at this moment made him feel at ease.
Master Ma patted Liuzi and said, "Thank you this time, I owe you once."
Liuzi looked at Taoist Ma in shock. It was the first time he had seen the Taoist priest with such a solemn expression after knowing this Taoist priest for so long.
He vaguely felt that Taoist Ma was serious this time.
Master Ma looked at Monk Jingkong again: "You can stay, right?"
Jing Sora looked at the watch and said, "It must be staying. A customer came to the door a while later. Do you think I am as idle as you?"
Taoist Ma gave him a blank look and turned around and went out.
Jing Sora didn't leave anymore, just sat at the door of Lao Xia's house, swaggeringly drinking the cheapest barley tea from Lao Xia's house, watching the people coming and going outside the door, but in those eyes, golden light was flowing...
Master Ma opened his own rolling gate and immediately dropped the door after entering. After locking it, he put away his unruly expression, and after taking three deep breaths, his expression became serious.
He walked to the back hall with great strides and opened a small door behind it, which was a small house.
Normally, this room should be a utility room, but Master Ma is different here.
It is very clean here, only a futon and an incense table are placed on the incense table, and the incense ash piled up in the incense burner is Lao Gao...
On the wall on the incense table is a scroll hanging.
The scroll only has a few strokes...
There are mountains in the distance, and there is a small Taoist temple on the mountain. There are white clouds on the Taoist temple. There are red suns vaguely visible behind the clouds. There seems to be a river at the foot of the mountain, and there is a small boat on the river.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Master Ma came to the incense table with a relaxed look on his face, lit three incense sticks, and murmured: "I thought I would have to wait for a thousand years, but I didn't expect I would bring you out so soon."
After saying that, Master Ma stepped out and the scroll unfolded, like a stepping stone, allowing Master Ma to step up and go straight into the scroll.
Then the scroll returned to its original state, but there was an ink-wash villain on the scroll, which seemed to be a Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest stepped on a boat across the river and entered the mountains, climbed the mountain into the Taoist temple.
Not long after, Taoist Ma walked out of the scroll, but at this moment, he had an additional weapon in his hand that looked like a knife but not a knife, or a sword but not a sword.
Master Ma solemnly wrapped it in black cloth, then carried it behind his back, and finally sat upright on the cushion, silently facing the painting, and erected three incense sticks of incense to a photo frame without photos, muttering: "No matter who you are, you have to commit suicide, you can only send you to your way in advance."
In the middle of the night, at midnight.
Master Ma, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, suddenly opened his eyes and slowly stood up.
The rolling gate that had been closed for a day slowly pulled up, and a Taoist priest walked out.
Originally, even in the middle of the night, there was still a car passing by Eryuan Street, and there was no one at this moment.
It is now mid-to-early July, when Lingnan City is in hot weather.
Even in the middle of the night, the cold wind is actually warm... When the wind blows, it will not only not cool, but it will feel stuffy.
But for some reason, the wind on this street today is filled with a coldness, which is not cold on the skin of the body, but the bones are so cold that it feels uncomfortable.
The cold wind blew, and the old tree was clattering, like a group of ghosts squatting on the tree and applauding...
Next to the side, Lao Xia’s shop door was closed, and a monk was still sitting there, quietly drinking tea.
Master Ma asked, "Are you asleep?"
Monk Jingkong nodded: "I don't sleep, but I knocked him out."
Putting down the teacup, Monk Jingkong said, "Don't worry, I'm here."
Principal Ma nodded, then walked into the dark street with a black cloth bag in the cold wind at night...
Seeing the black cloth bag behind Taoist Ma, Monk Jingkong's face looked slightly solemn, and then smiled and said, "I brought all that thing out. It seems that this guy is really popular..."
On the quiet street, a horn suddenly sounded, followed by the street lights flashing, and finally it went out with a bang.
When the street lights light up again, a wedding party came from afar, blowing and beating all the way, dozens of people were very lively.
The groom rode on the tall horse with a smile on his face, but his smile was a little stiff, as if it had never changed.
At this moment, a Taoist priest walked staggeringly from a distance, and then stood straight in the middle of the road.
"This friend, please wait for an IOU road for an hour!"
Chapter completed!