Full-level metaphysics boss relies on fortune-telling to revitalize Taoist temples

Chapter 31 The Grandfather Doesn't Want Her to Intervene

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Lin Zhiyuan made a few more phone calls to Ringer before he got through, "Son, haven't you encountered anything lately?"

"What can I do? My work went well and I made a girlfriend. When the time comes, I'll bring my girlfriend back to show you. You'll definitely like her. That's all. I'm going on a date."

Hanging up on the other side of the phone, Lin Zhiyuan let out a long sigh of relief, but didn't notice the weakness in Ringer's words on the other end of the phone.

"Forbe has already found a place to live, we can just go there."

Song Shiyi nodded.The Lu family had other residences in Linjiang, Uncle Fu chose a house with relatively complete facilities and close to the city center.

When Song Shiyi arrived by car, Uncle Fu had already found several people to clean the house up and down, and arranged rooms for Song Shiyi and Lu Xuanjin, so they could live in directly.

The house is quite big, and with the addition of Chu Yao, there are still spare rooms. Song Shiyi's eyes fell on Lu Xuanjin, and he said softly: "Can I rent two rooms, and the other one is for the patriarch, don't worry, I will give it to you." Money."

Speaking of Song Shiyi, he began to tamper with his own little baggage, sighing in his heart that the money he had just earned was about to be given away again.

You can't let the patriarch be crowded with you, and it's not easy to let others offer incense to the patriarch in the future.

"No need to give money."

Lu Xuanjin sighed, when will Song Shiyi stop being so clear with him, and did he say that he is short of this money?

"How can this work? How can I live and eat for free?"

Song Shiyi had a calm expression on his face. He stuffed the money on Lu Xuanjin, chose a small room, cleaned it himself, and felt that it was cleaner. Then he took out the plaque of the patriarch from the small bag and carefully placed it on the table. , and took out the incense burner and the unburned incense from the bundle.

A messy room suddenly became a incense room. Song Shiyi curled his lips. Although it was a little rough, there was no need to feel wronged that the patriarch stayed in the baggage and bumped around with her.

"That Uncle Fu, you also come to pay homage to the patriarch. When you were in the cemetery, the patriarch protected you well."

As he said that, Song Shiyi was the first to burn incense to Master Patriarch, and muttered: "Master Patriarch, don't worry, your life will definitely get better and better in the future, and I will let you live in a better Taoist temple!"

Insert the incense, but the incense burns much faster than the ordinary incense, obviously the patriarch is in a better mood and did not get angry with her.

"By the way, Patriarch, I still have one thing that I haven't figured out. I will ask Patriarch to mention something."

Song Shiyi rummaged through his baggage. Mrs. Lin brought her the things from the cave, which were still lying quietly inside. Song Shiyi took out the things, one doll and one book.

"This doll looks familiar."

Seeing Song Shiyi take out the doll from the bag, Chu Yao's eyes widened. This is not the doll who tried to murder her father that night. The doll has already been destroyed by Song Shiyi, so how could it appear here?

"You also think this doll looks familiar?"

Song Shiyi raised his eyebrows, and dropped the doll to the ground. Sure enough, there was also a black mass inside, but the previous doll contained evil spirits, but this one did not.

She suspected that there was a huge organization behind this incident before, but now she is more certain.

The man in black and the proprietress in the old street are all in the same group, and there is a bigger organization behind them, planning something.

Song Shiyi brought that book over again. It was an ancient book with yellowed pages. Song Shiyi rummaged through it. Most of it recorded the development of Taoism, from the beginning of Xuanxue to the present Xuanqing Temple. dominant.

Seeing that Song Shiyi had a headache, she put the book aside. She still had to spare some time to read the book. It would be fine if it contained the information she wanted, but if it didn't, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
"Master Patriarch, you know that I don't like reading books the least, and it's not clear if there are any clues in it, why don't you give me a little bit or two now?"

Song Shiyi sat next to Patriarch's tablet, "Patriarch, what do you think the Emperor is?"

Song Shiyi's tone seemed casual. She heard this name at the bottom of the ancient well that day. It must be something from that cult organization.

Song Shiyi's eyes were on the tablet of the patriarch, and he waited happily for the reminder from the patriarch, but the patriarch who was still smoking incense just now disappeared suddenly.

Even the memorial tablet fell on the table, Song Shiyi was taken aback, the patriarch didn't want her to intervene in this matter?

But Lu Xuanjin is obviously still inextricably linked with this organization. If she doesn't care about this, wouldn't Lu Xuanjin be able to escape being changed, and eventually die?
Song Shiyi looked at Lu Xuanjin with complicated eyes. During the past few days, she had already regarded Lu Xuanjin as a friend, so why would she want to watch Lu Xuanjin die?

The most important thing for her, Song Shiyi, is her friends.

Song Shiyi stood up, patted the dust on his body, lifted up the tablet of the Patriarch, and said softly: "I also know that the Patriarch is for my own good, but this is obviously a cult organization, I can't let people mess around , otherwise how many innocent people will be killed, and when he grows stronger, the Taoist sect will probably cease to exist, so how can we talk about promoting Taoism?"

Song Shiyi paused, she still had feelings for Xuanmen, and she didn't want to see Xuanmen destroyed.

The patriarch did not refuse this time, but he did not support it either. Song Shiyi nodded. Since the patriarch did not stop her, the patriarch would definitely not ignore any hardships she encountered in the future.

"Then thank you, Patriarch."

He said he was checking the situation, but Song Shiyi didn't go out for three days. He was either huddling in his room to draw symbols, or basking in the sun in the yard. The book he said he wanted to read became Song Shiyi's tool to block the sun.

Chu Yao looked at Song Shiyi who was still soundly asleep, and suddenly felt that Song Shiyi's image had been destroyed.

Shouldn't Song Shiyi be clamoring to promote Taoism every day, setting up a stall on the Tianqiao to make money, why is he shrinking in the yard every day now?
"Master Song, when did you go out to set up a stall, and do you still want to make money?"

Chu Yao opened the book that Song Shiyi had covered her face, and a big face appeared in Song Shiyi's eyes. She blinked her eyes, feeling a little helpless, "Chu Yao, this is the first time you have disturbed my sleep. not good."

Song Shiyi curled his lips and sat up, "I didn't go out to set up a stall, so it must be my intention. Am I just waiting for business to come?"

That day at Lin's house, Song Shiyi saw a trace of evil spirit in Linger's photo, obviously being haunted by evil spirits, so she reminded Lin Zhiyuan, and after finding a place to live, she even sent him the address.

Not surprisingly, Lin Zhiyuan will come to his door in the next few days.

(End of this chapter)