Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 11 This man... is quite angry!

The car stopped outside the incense and candle shop. Zhao Zheng picked up the rooster and black dog and handed them to Lao Li, who was still cutting the talisman paper.

"Here, find a place to put it!"

Zhao Zheng was not polite and handed the black dog and three roosters directly to Lao Li. After Lao Li took them, he was stunned when he looked at the braised pig trotters that Zhao Zheng handed over.

"Eat?"

"eat!"

Lao Li was not polite. He took the braised pig's trotters and started to chew on them. Zhao Zheng was gnawing on the pig's trotters while carrying the things he bought from the car.

After carrying it, Zhao Zheng sat on the small bench and looked at Lao Li who was quickly chewing the pig's trotters. Zhao Zheng said curiously.

"What are the famous Taoist temples nearby?"

"The Guandi Temple nearby is quite spiritual. I heard that the temple priest there is a master. But I just heard that there is the Lotus Temple not far away..."

Lao Li told everything he knew. Zhao Zheng nodded, asked about the location, compared it with the map in his mind and nodded: "Please close the door!"

"it is good!"

Lao Li nodded, picked up the hook, pulled down the rolling shutter and turned on the light. Zhao Zheng quickly put the fruit on the plate, placed it on the round table, and put other things on it.

He took an incense burner, grabbed a large handful of incense, turned over his hands to light it, put it in a bowl, and grabbed a rooster's head and twisted it.

goodong...

Looking at the headless rooster with its head separated and still fluttering, Lao Li swallowed his saliva. He saw Zhao Zheng skillfully draining the blood from the rooster and then putting it into the plastic bag he bought.

"I gave it to you, don't let it go to waste!"

"it is good……"

Lao Li shivered and saw that except for the chicken blood in the bowl, there was no chicken blood anywhere else, and there was even no chicken blood outside the plastic bag. Inexplicably, he felt,

There are so many million things to be afraid of...

He felt that this man didn't look like Master Dao...

"The conditions are simple and everything is simple. Please don't blame me, the ancestors. The disciples will make up for it when they turn back!"

Ok,

Make up ten times!

No, the disciple will make up twenty times!

Zhao Zheng respectfully performed the five-body kneel-down technique at the simple altar table, stood up, picked up the Bagua mirror that was obviously from last week, and opened the lid of the bowl filled with chicken blood.

The Dharma bowl was placed upright, and the chicken blood dripped into the ultimatum bowl filled with cinnabar. Only when the chicken blood dripped all the way did Zhao Zheng pick up the red pen and stir!

When the mixture was almost ready, Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand to grab it, took the cut yellow paper on the side, recited the talisman before writing.

The strokes of the pen are not flustered, but steady and freehand, just like a painter splashing ink with ease.

"Huh? It's done!"

Great job, all the ancestors!

The disciples who paid twenty times the tribute will definitely make up for it when they return.

No, the disciple will make up for it thirty times!

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhao Zheng seemed to have heard the word "dongshiangang", and then he wrote as if he was a god.

The success rate skyrocketed. Except for the fact that there was not enough cinnabar ink, and a few talismans were drawn again, the remaining one was drawn correctly, as if God had helped me.

When the time came to 4:01 and the three roosters were finished killing, Zhao Zheng looked at the more than a hundred talisman papers sorted by Lao Li and nodded.

"almost……"

It's not that he didn't want to, but he didn't have enough time and couldn't keep up with his mana. Drawing the talisman didn't consume much mana, but with so many talismans, the little added up consumed more than half of his already small mana.

"what……"

Zhao Zheng flipped his hand, lit the Sky Eye Talisman, put it into the Dharma bowl and drank it in one gulp, while looking at the information displayed on his panel.

Name: Zhao Zheng

Age: eighteen

Realm: 108 days of foundation building and breaking the limit ()

Kung Fu: Maoshan Qingda Cave True Sutra, Maoshan Talisman True Interpretation (Xiao Cheng)

Gates of all realms: Opening

Items: None

Mission: Stop Dai Zhishuai...

"Is this a small success? But why is there no response from the Qingdadong Sutra on Maoshan Mountain? Is it because I don't understand it well enough?"

With the help of the Sky Eye Talisman, Zhao Zheng, who opened his Sky Eye, glanced around the incense and candle shop, looking at the faint ghostly Yin Qi in the store, and fixed his gaze on the extremely faint Yin Qi surrounding Lao Li's body.

"Since you have opened an incense and candle shop, don't forget to burn some paper money and ingots every night on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. You will be begged for rewards by ghosts every day, which will make you dizzy. Are you comfortable?"

"Ah, is there such a thing?"

"Dad, didn't you teach me?" "Ah, this..."

Listening to Lao Li's explanation, Zhao Zheng also understood why Lao Li didn't understand. After working on it for a long time, Lao Li finally opened the incense and candle shop halfway.

"Okay, just remember what I said."

The so-called asking for rewards refers to those ghosts who have no money coming to ask for money from people like Lao Li who do nothing.

They don't want much, just three melons and two pieces. It's not that they don't want more, but that those who have the ability to ask for more won't come to ask for rewards.

You can choose not to give it, and similarly, those ghosts asking for rewards can also choose to pester you until you feel dizzy, cold and feverish. Otherwise, how can you say that the king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

"This is for you, see you later!"

Zhao Zheng took out a few pieces of talisman paper and explained their effects. He handed them to Lao Li, loaded the prepared things into the car and set off.

"This is the master..."

Lao Li looked at Zhao Zheng leaving, and quickly went to the front desk to find a box, put the talisman paper and kept it.

"I don't know if this expert wants to remove the dirt there..." After Lao Li clicked the mouse and clicked on the map page on the computer, he was stunned when he saw the short-haired man wearing glasses giving a lecture in the video, and subconsciously muttered.

"This man... is quite angry..."

Lao Li clicked the mouse and clicked play. He found out that he was talking about something about brain waves that he couldn't understand, so he closed the page directly.

……

in the afternoon,

Half past four,

Huangshan Village is a few miles away.

On the rugged road, Zhao Zheng stepped on the brakes and stopped the car, looking at the desolate and sparsely populated villages around him.

"Because of Aunt Mei, are the nearby villages sparsely populated?"

The reason why I say Aunt Mei is because in front of me is Huangshan Village. He was able to find this place thanks to Liangkun's video.

Oh, I should say hairy video,

Videos on paranormal research,

Don't think too much.

As for why he came here, it wasn't because he wanted to take Chu Renmei in. Not to mention that he didn't have the ability, and he didn't have enough time at the moment.

The purpose of this time was just to bottle water, take it back, and feed it to others. The reason was simple. He wanted to see Chu Renmei fight against the female ghost in red!

just kidding,

He just had a habit of being more prepared.

Although according to the performance in the plot, the spirit of the alchemist's resentful tea poison, that is, the female ghost in red, is not very strong, but what if, what if he can't defeat it.

Zhao Zheng picked up the water cup he bought and opened it. It wasn't that he was angry, but the effect of the Sky Eye Talisman was gone. He took out a Sky Eye Talisman from his pocket, turned it over and lit it, stuffed it into the mouth of the cup, and took a sip.

"The level of talisman making is not enough, so the effect of the Sky Eye Talisman cannot last for an hour as Uncle Jiu said?"

Thinking about it, Zhao Zheng closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at Huangshan Village, which was four miles ahead according to the distance on the map.

"Too far away, can't see..."

Zhao Zheng took out the amulet and stuck it on his body, released the brakes and continued to move forward until he stopped about a mile away from Huangshan Village.

"……ox!"

Seeing the resentment rising to the sky in Huangshan Village, especially the gloomy ghostly aura and terrifying resentment in the water pool not far away that still towered into the sky under the blue sky and white sun, Zhao Zheng silently backed away.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Zheng drove up and saw the co-pilot being beaten up by him. After being frightened, he shouted at the gangster who had reformed his evil ways.

He stopped the car, took out his wallet, took out a thousand-yuan bill, and handed the gangster the plastic water cup he bought at the vegetable market in advance.

"Know what to do?"

"I understand, but brother, no, Master, can you please remove this from me..." The gangster pointed at the talisman on his shoulder tremblingly.

"Don't worry, there's enough time. You still have ten minutes. You can't come back in ten minutes, just like the talisman I threw out just now..."

Zhao Zheng said, making a bang sound in his mouth, looking at the gangster who was trembling with fear, he took out the amulet and stuck it on the gangster's body.

"Hurry up, fill it up, and remember to wipe the outside of the bottle!" Zhao Zheng pointed to the resentful puddle in front of him.

"understand……"

The gangster said with a sad face...

(End of this chapter)