I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 738 The Difficult Old Guy

However, this Taoist priest was very shrewd. Although he made an empty attack, he came back to grab the bag in my hand again.

I avoided him with some difficulty, and took several steps back one after another, almost colliding with Qingshan's mother again.

Qing Shan’s mother was impatient, and when she saw the Taoist and I started to fight, she put her hands on her waist and yelled angrily: “You old bastard, do you know what to do? If you don’t do what to do, get out!”

The Taoist was taken aback, and patiently explained to her: "I'm helping you catch that female ghost now."

"Where did the female ghost come from? The female ghost is obviously in the basement. I specially asked someone to lock the female ghost in the basement for me. Do I know where the ghost is?"

Aoyama's mother obviously didn't know the truth, and she mistakenly thought that Xiao Ying was locked in the basement and could not escape.

"Mom, don't open your mouth and keep your mouth shut because it belongs to the female ghost. Xiaoying is my wife. Can you say something nice?"

"What happened to your wife? Didn't your wife also become a ghost, scaring us day and night?"

"Mom, why are you so unreasonable?"

Aoyama turned pale with anger.

"Why am I being unreasonable? It's Xiaoying who pretended to scare us. Your father and I are already about the same age. If something happens between us, what will you and the child do?"

Qing Shan sighed, choked up by his mother's few words.

I put my bag on my back and said to the Taoist priest: "Old man, please get out of the way. I don't want to get rough with you, lest people think that I am a young man bullying you and an old man."

The Taoist sneered: "Only you can't bully my old bones."

Judging from what he said inside and outside the meaning, could it be that he still has some tricks, so he dared to be so arrogant?
I was a little disdainful, so I stretched my muscles and planned to do two tricks with the old Taoist priest!

"Don't worry, I will be merciful." I smiled at him, not forgetting to say: "By the way, I remind you that I am pregnant. As a Taoist priest, you can't do things that hurt the nature and reason, otherwise the merits you have cultivated will be wasted."

As the saying goes, Taoism and Buddhism do not separate families, they all rely on accumulating virtue and doing good deeds to fulfill their own merits, and the old gentleman in front of him is not a charlatan at first glance.

There was no way he could have done something to a pregnant woman.

Sure enough, after hearing what I said, his brows furrowed fiercely.

"Come on!" I put on a posture of getting started.

He just stood there motionless.

"Hand over the female ghost, and I will never stop you if you go." His tone softened.

I continued to pretend to be stupid: "I really don't know who the female ghost you are talking about is, and besides, I have never accepted any female ghost!"

"Then what are you doing with the ghost trap?"

"I carry all these things with me, wherever I go, why, is this bothering you?"

"You little girl, you are really eloquent."

"You old Taoist is the one who came here to catch ghosts indiscriminately."

"When I catch ghosts, I must save them. What do you know?"

"I don't understand, I just know that your actions are not right."

"My way is not right, so is your way right?"

"..."

I was choked by him, and I couldn't speak for a while.

The Taoist sighed, and stretched out a hand to me: "Give me the bag for collecting ghosts, I want to check whether you have received the female ghost in it."

"Why should I give it to you? Why do you check my things? Are you a policeman?"

"If you confiscated that female ghost, why wouldn't you dare to show it to me?"

"Come on this."

Do you want to use the provocative method to provoke me, do you think I will obediently hand over the ghost cloth pouch?
impossible!
"I'll say it again, I confiscated that ghost, I just came to see my friends." I spoke uprightly.

The Taoist became impatient, "Then let me check your ghost trap, if it is true as you said, I will let you go."

"I won't give it to you."

"Then forgive me for being rude." He took a step forward.

I screamed, "What are you doing?"

If you say you don't fear him, that's a lie.

This old man, despite his skinny appearance, has profound Taoism, and he must be a practitioner. My three-legged cat's kung fu will not be his opponent.

If you really do it, I can't take advantage of it at all.

Before the fight started, I felt a little timid in my heart. Before the Taoist priest could make a move, I said, "Okay, okay, I'm getting old, you can't get along with a little girl like me, what's the matter?"

"Girl, if you hand over the magic weapon for collecting ghosts and let me check it, I will naturally not make things difficult for you."

"It's another magic tool for catching ghosts. I bought it at a street stall, and it's just for fooling people. You know, the food for catching ghosts these days is not good!" I deliberately laughed at him.

But he didn't take my words seriously, and said solemnly: "Do you think I can't recognize what that ghost cloth bag is?"

"That's a street stall."

"It's full of nonsense." The Taoist snorted, "It's obviously a magic weapon passed down from generation to generation by merchants, how could it be a street vendor!"

"Do you know the merchant?"

"Businessmen have hunted ghosts for generations, how could I not know."

"Then you must have heard of Shangyi?"

"of course."

The Taoist priest raised his chin slightly, and a look of arrogance flashed in his eyes.

I felt that he had a relationship with the merchant, so I hurriedly followed his words and said: "Shangyi is my uncle, just because of this relationship, you have to let me go, right?" I started to develop a relationship with him.

He showed embarrassment: "Little girl liar, don't play tricks on me."

"What I'm saying is true."

"How do you know people from the merchant? You obviously..." He stared into my eyes, paused, and continued: "It's a miracle that you can live to this day."

"Isn't this all due to my Uncle Shang?"

"Really?" He was taken aback.

"It is a must!"

"As far as I know, that person Shang Yi has already put his affairs on the table. How could he take on a troublesome matter for a little girl like you."

"You don't have to worry about that."

I couldn't tell him about my experience in detail. In fact, it was Ming Si, not Shang Yi, who really saved my life.

Shang Yi was the first person to disclose my situation to Shang Liqi, and Shang Liqi was the middleman who set up a bridge between me and Ming Si. If you say Shang Yi, he actually helped a lot.

Back then, if my aunt hadn't approached Shangyi, what happened next would not have been possible.

"Although you have a good relationship with the people in the business, but with all due respect, I still can't just let you go. You have to hand over the ghost collection bag for me to check."

Going around, the Taoist priest changed the subject again.

I smiled wryly: "I told you that it was a street stall."

"You met Shang Yi, and you called him uncle. How could that thing be a stall, little girl, don't try to deceive me, it's useless! Hand over the thing."

(End of this chapter)