A few days ago, Wudang Mountain issued new regulations. Cars that could have driven halfway up the mountain can only stop outside the mountain gate now.

    Outside the mountain gate, Zhou Yinglong, who was posing next to a luxury private car, raised his hand as soon as he saw the figure of Wang Sheng.

    At the moment, Zhou Yinglong, who has also changed into casual clothes, is also a handsome older single monk, and has a bit of the temperament of a senior brother.

    Seeing that Wang Sheng''s backpack was bulging, he asked, "why did you bring so many things? Martial uncle didn''t say we could go back and forth that day."

    Wang Sheng thought for a while and could only say, "be prepared."

    "Here comes the non language?" the window fell and Li Shiwu said, "get in the car, go and put your backpack in the trunk. We''ll go early this time and come back early."

    It was the driver sent by the great good family, a loyal middle-aged uncle, who got out of the car at the moment.

    After looking at Wang Sheng a few times, the uncle shouted one by one. He was about to pick up Wang Sheng''s backpack and the long sword wrapped in black cloth.

    "I''ll take the sword with me."

    Wang Sheng said this, and the driver quickly agreed.

    Zhou Yinglong was a little embarrassed when he thought of his new sword, which was put in the trunk and pressed under several packages taken by Uncle Li.

    "Younger martial brother Wang is far more accomplished in kendo than I. It''s not unreasonable. I''m a little ashamed to be a senior brother."

    Wang Sheng said with a smile, "elder martial brother, I''m serious, but I like this sword very much. I''m relieved to take it with me."

    Taoist priest Li Shiwu in the co driver''s seat turned his head and smiled and said, "just like it. This sword was personally named by the previous leader''s martial uncle to give you. Only non-verbal martial nephew can not bury this famous sword."

    Wang Sheng immediately said, "I don''t know if I have a chance to thank you face to face."

    "Why don''t you have a chance? When you come back, I''ll take you to Jinding to be a little disciple to deliver tea on the next day when martial uncles and uncles meet," Li Shiwu said half jokingly. "Then you can see the older generation of Wudang Taoist successors. I feel like I''m back in my twenties and thirties and very young!"

    Wang Sheng immediately smiled and nodded. He didn''t know how to answer this.

    This trip also has a special bus, which is much more comfortable than the last bus trip.

    On the way, Li Shiwu fell asleep against his seat after a chat. The driver was very polite and didn''t say much. He was just concentrating on driving.

    Wang Sheng whispered a few words with Zhou Yinglong, and they closed their eyes.

    After contact with Wang Sheng, Zhou Yinglong seems to have changed a little; He used to practice at leisure on the mountain. Now he has to meditate when he finds a chance. He is thinking about his Taiyi sword technique when he eats and sleeps.

    There was nothing to say all the way. It was more than 10 a.m. when the car drove off the highway. After passing the toll station, the car entered a fairly prosperous suburban town. This is the destination of this trip.

    "I haven''t been home for years."

    Li Shiwu sighed and stared out of the window.

    Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong broke free in the back seat and looked out of the window.

    The aura is mottled and turbid. It has reached the boundary of many people.

    In this small town, the purity of aura is actually good. Like Wang Sheng''s hometown or those first tier cities, aura is toxic.

    To practice Taoism, you still have to hide in a quiet and elegant place where there are few people.

    The Dashan family they are going to is also surnamed Li. Their home is on the edge of the town. When driving past this small city, which should be regarded as a prefecture level city, Wang Sheng also saw a large shopping mall on the side of the road.

    "Shall we go back the same way after finishing the Dharma?" Wang Sheng asked.

    Li Shiwu yawned, "what? What are you talking about?"

    "It''s the same way back," the driver uncle thought about his words. "Taoist priest, what''s the matter?"

    Wang Sheng said, "Oh, it''s all right. Can you put me in the mall over there when you come back? I''ll buy something and take it back to the mountain."

    "Yes, of course," Li Shiwu agreed. Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Sheng. His old eyes were full of jokes.

    "Bring a gift for your elder martial sister?"

    Wang Sheng nodded with a smile. Zhou Yinglong rubbed the tip of his nose. "Then I''ll bring something for my senior brother, too. I can''t be weaker than junior brother Wang."

    "What are you doing?" Li Shiwu stared at Zhou Yinglong, who laughed twice.

    All the jokes are silent.

    "There are still more than ten minutes to drive," said Li Shiwu. He yawned and snored all the way. At the moment, he was gradually refreshed. "Take a rest."

    Zhou Yinglong asked, "martial uncle, what are we doing here?"

    "What else can I do?" Li Shiwu replied with a smile. "I''ll do it. You two walk around the great good people''s house. When you see the dirty things, it''s over!"

    Wang Sheng nodded and recalled the exorcism taught by his master.

    As soon as I think that I have to jump with a tone and cadence under the gaze of others, the sense of shame that is still alive at the bottom of my heart inevitably surges up against me.

    Li Shiwu said with a smile: "don''t worry, this time''s good man won''t let you go in vain."

    The implication is that there must be a reward.

    Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong both felt that the reward didn''t matter. This time, they went down the mountain to see the face of the vice leader Li Shiwu.

    More than ten minutes later, the car drove on a cement road along the river for a while, turned to a hill with elegant environment, and arrived at the destination of their trip.

    Li Zhai.

    The antique door is painted with vermilion paint, and these two characters are on the plaque.

    If there are two servants in coarse clothes in front of the door instead of the hanging camera, it will really make people mistakenly think that they have crossed back to ancient times.

    This is probably the so-called large bourgeois family. It directly fenced in a quiet villa. There is still an antique forest garden, rockery, strange stones and idle bamboo forest. There is a best place to go.

    When you come to this place, you can obviously feel that the aura is much purer.

    With his bag on his back and an ancient sword wrapped in black cloth, Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong looked inside at the gate of the courtyard. It was their first time to come to such a place.

    "How''s it going? Isn''t this place good?" Li Shiwu came from behind with a smile. "This is designed by an expert of Wudang Mountain after reading Feng Shui. It took eight years to build it. It took me two or three years to repair it after I went up the mountain."

    The driver should have stopped the car, put them in front of the door and left by himself.

    No one came out to lead the way. Li Shiwu walked forward with his hands on his back and asked again: "go in. I''ll do magic here today. I''ll start the altar later. You two will search all over the courtyard. If there are any ghosts, you can clear it directly."

    "Yes," Zhou Yinglong and Wang Sheng whispered, and followed Li Shiwu into the open door.

    Several people in the hospital hurried to the gate. At the front was an old man, followed by several middle-aged men and women, and two teenagers.

    When it was getting closer, the gray haired man walking in the front trembled and shouted, "second brother! You''re back, second brother! The house is haunted! It''s not like being tossed!"

    Zhou Yinglong almost laughed, and Li Shiwu''s dusty temperament, which had just been brewing, was immediately crushed.

    The doubt at the bottom of Wang Sheng''s heart suddenly disappeared.

    No wonder martial Uncle Li Shiwu had been secretive before. He just said that he would do something for a great good family who gave a lot of assistance to Wudang Mountain, but he attached great importance to this matter and wanted to bring him and mu wanxuan.

    It turns out that this is Li Shiwu''s earthly home. If you really care, Li Shiwu, the deputy leader, is more or less suspected of abusing power for personal gain

    Of course, Wudang Mountain will not investigate these small things. After all, Li Shiwu has made outstanding contributions to the development of Wudang Taoism.

    At least when Li Shiwu''s martial brothers and martial uncles were practicing in isolation, he was still running around. This is a rare credit.

    Li Shiwu turned his head and smiled awkwardly at Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong. He could only respond forward: "don''t worry, brother. I''m not coming back."

    Zhou Yinglong and Wang Sheng smiled at each other. They both understood why they were on this trip and felt a lot more secure; They have a tacit understanding and don''t say much. Just expel ghosts later.

    Li Shiwu ranks second in the family. At this time, the old man in a purple coat who is holding him is naturally a kind man who has donated a lot of incense money to Wudang Mountain.

    The old man has a bad spirit. He should be tall when he was young. Now he is old and half a head higher than Li Shiwu.

    Wang Sheng subconsciously observed this person with his spiritual thoughts and found that the other person''s essence and spirit had been "withered", his old eyes were a little flowery, and his forehead was still wrapped with a faint gray Qi

    It seems that it should be not far from the deadline.

    Are ghosts really tossing around here?

    Wang Sheng doesn''t understand Feng Shui, nor has he studied the theory of yin and Yang, but his spiritual thoughts spread out within tens of meters nearby, and he suddenly noticed a strange smell.

    It seems that there is really something sinister.

    Just as he wanted to pursue this breath, the great good man had come close and greeted with a smile:

    "Alas... Are these two Taoist masters of Wudang Mountain? Please come in, please come in, don''t stand here! It''s like coming to my own home. They are all my second brother''s martial nephews. That''s my own nephew, ha ha, cough, cough."

    Wang Sheng said with a smile, "you''re welcome."

    Zhou Yinglong also followed suit. "The lay worked hard."

    "You''re welcome! It''s not hard! Come on, go! Go inside!"

    Li Shiwu''s eldest brother shouted Hello, but he was old, short of breath, red face and about to cough.

    Next to him, a tall, thin, middle-aged man came to hold the old man and advised him, "Dad, don''t you have a sore throat?"

    The old man patted his chest: "no, it''s not so dignified. I really think I''m afraid of those dirty things!"

    Wang Sheng smiled and had a good impression of the old man.