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

Chapter 64 Evil Possession
There was nothing wrong with Chen Li's talisman, Song Shiyi handed it back, "If you encounter any problems in Xuanqing Guan, you can come to me if you can't solve them."

As he spoke, Song Shiyi took out a talisman paper from his pocket, "This is a communication talisman I researched myself, please keep it safe, and don't let others in Xuanqingguan know about it, especially your master."

Song Shiyi packed his things and left. Chen Li was still holding the two talisman papers in his hands. Although he was not talented, he could still recognize that the talisman papers drawn by Song Shiyi were indeed more powerful.

Even if you hold it in your hand, you can feel the abundant spiritual power inside.

"Master Song, why did you come back now? I don't even want to go out with you."

As soon as Song Shiyi entered the yard, Chu Yao greeted him.

Looking at my Chu Yao's face, Song Shiyi was a little lost in thought, not knowing whether keeping Chu Yao by his side was good or bad.

"Master Song, are you going to drive me away again?"

Having been by Song Shiyi's side for a long time, Chu Yao knew what she was thinking with just one look from Song Shiyi, so she quickly refused.

She definitely couldn't leave if she left. She had already told her old father that she wanted to stay by Song Shiyi's side.

"No matter what you think, you didn't leave, did you?"

Song Shiyi glanced at Chu Yao and walked into the yard.

Jiang Ruoxuan had nothing else to do, so he spent all day drawing talismans in the yard. Song Shiyi brought the finished product over to have a look, and it already had a nine-point resemblance to her talisman paper.

The only difference is that the talisman paper she drew has more spiritual power, which Jiang Ruoxuan cannot compare with.

It's just that I can draw to this extent, it can be seen that I have used my thoughts.

"Master."

Jiang Ruoxuan drew the talisman seriously, and only after he finished drawing the talisman paper in his hand did he look up and see Song Shiyi.

"The painting is good, much better than the previous ones."

Song Shiyi nodded, and put the talisman paper back, "Before I asked you to tell the secrets of the cinnabar behind the old street to the Taoist temples, could you inform them then?"

If the notice was in place, shouldn't these talisman papers have been destroyed long ago?

How can it continue to appear to harm those people.

"I was indeed notified by one Taoist temple after another. There is no possibility of omissions. Do I have any reply letters from the elders of Taoist temples? Master, do you want to see them?"

Although he didn't know why Song Shiyi brought up this matter, Jiang Ruoxuan said everything again.

"What about Xuanqingguan, you and Xuanqingguan have a little feud, and who did you tell this about?"

The talisman paper was handed down from the Xuanqing Temple, and this matter cannot be separated from the Xuanqing Temple.

If it wasn't for Jiang Ruoxuan's omissions, it was because the people in Xuanqing Temple had mischievous intentions.

"I told this matter to Elder Linxian of Xuanqingguan, and the elder thanked me specially. Master suddenly asked me this today. Is something wrong?"

It was Linxian again, Song Shiyi nodded and did not hide anything.

Jiang Ruoxuan was no one, even if he told him at this time, whether he believed it or not was a matter of those Taoist temples.

It's just that Linxian has been involved in everything recently, isn't it a bit of a coincidence?
She has to find time to go to Xuanqing to watch it, hoping that everything is just her illusion.

"Tell the matter to those Taoist temples again. The blood-soaked cinnabar really can't be used, it will only bring disaster to people."

With that said, Song Shiyi patted Jiang Ruoxuan on the shoulder, looked at the talisman papers on the table, "You draw these talisman papers very well, let's learn something else, the teleportation talisman and the teleportation talisman I just invented Communication talismans, although not as powerful as attack talisman papers, can still play a big role sometimes."

After handing Jiang Ruoxuan the talisman paper, Song Shiyi entered the small ancestral hall of the patriarch and stayed there all day, only coming out at midnight.

I thought I could only go back to rest hungry, but I didn't expect that Lu Xuanjin was sitting in the yard waiting for him.

"Lu Xuanjin, what are you doing sitting here if you don't go to sleep? Now that the weather is getting colder, aren't you afraid of catching cold?"

Song Shiyi came over and patted Lu Xuanjin on the shoulder. Why didn't he feel that Lu Xuanjin liked to sleep late?

The night was cloudy, but luckily she had set up a formation in the Lu family before, which could hide the aura, otherwise Lu Xuanjin's body would be purple, and there would be many ghosts coveting it.

"Seeing that you have been in the ancestral hall of the patriarch, you haven't eaten. I was afraid that you would be hungry. I didn't expect to wait until now."

As he said that, Lu Xuanjin served Song Shiyi the noodles he had cooked, but it was left for a long time, and the noodles were lumped together, which made people feel unappetizing.

"Forget it, I'll cook you a new bowl."

Lu Xuanjin looked a little embarrassed. He didn't expect the noodles to become lumpy so quickly. It took him a long time to learn how to make this bowl of noodles for Song Shiyi, but with the first experience, he will definitely become more proficient in the future.

"Forget it, I'm not hungry, so don't bother."

Song Shiyi sighed, Lu Xuanjin was wearing a white shirt, and he didn't know when he had been blamed.

How could a pampered young master know how to cook.

It would have been nice not to blow up the kitchen.

She still has something to do tomorrow, so it's better to go back to rest and not toss around with Lu Xuanjin.

"The time is right for me..."

Lu Xuanjin opened his mouth and wanted to say a few more words, but Song Shiyi didn't give him this chance, but just shook his head, "I'm really not hungry, let's get up early tomorrow morning, eat something and go out to find someone, and you go with me too, So go back and get some rest."

With that said, Song Shiyi walked up to Lu Xuanjin, took Lu Xuanjin's hand naturally, and sent him back to his room.

Lying on the bed, Song Shiyi turned over and saw that the dialogue with Li Yating had always been blank. She was a little worried that Li Yating hadn't contacted her at this time.

"Are we going to Li's house?"

After everyone had breakfast, Song Shiyi packed up his things and was about to go out.

Chu Yao remembered the last time Song Shiyi met Li Yating in the shopping mall, and then she realized that this was indeed the case, and drove straight to Li's house.

It wasn't too far away from Li's house, and soon a group of people went outside.

"I don't know who you are looking for?"

Inside the iron gate, an aunt poked her head out and looked at Song Shiyi and his party with a little wariness in her eyes.

"We're here to find your eldest lady, Li Yating."

Song Shiyi showed a professional smirk.

When she heard the word Eldest Miss Li Yating, Auntie's eyes showed a trace of panic, but she quickly concealed it, and said hesitantly: "Our Eldest Miss is sick, I'm afraid I won't be able to see guests, you should go back first..."

Auntie lowered her head, the young lady of the family was indeed ill, but it was not an ordinary illness, as if she had completely changed overnight.

The former eldest lady was dignified, gentle and kind.

But now, it is violent and bloodthirsty, and even makes some strange moves.

The husband also noticed the strangeness of the young lady, and has already found a Taoist priest for the young lady, and it is estimated that he will be here soon.

(End of this chapter)