Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Although Shi Changxuan was talking about himself, Xie Lingya actually agreed with him. He didn’t expect that Shi Changxuan would be influenced by him. Xie Lingya lowered his head and dodged Shi Changxuan’s hand, then said: “Then I will teach you another one, the male head and the female waist, it will be bad if you touch them.”
Shi Changxuan just followed his mood and took his hand back without caring, “Okay.”
The World Peace Dharma Assembly to be held by the Provincial Taoist Association was still scheduled in the second half of the month, but there was a long holiday in the first half of the month. So Xie Lingya asked him if he would go back to the provincial capital.
Shi Changxuan said that he had already talked to his parents. Because he had worshipped Wang Yuji as a teacher, and there were many people during the holiday, he would thus help in Baoyang Temple. His parents also agreed with it.
“Okay.” Xie Lingya asked other people again, and basically no one needed to ask for leave. Holidays were their busiest time, which was the opposite of ordinary people. They were all mentally prepared and could adjust their vacations during normal times.
Xiao Dian, on the other hand, was not a serious Taoist child. Xie Lingya urged him to go home to see his parents and even bought the tickets for him.
Xiao Dian was a little disappointed. Since he started studying at Baoyang Temple, his progress in learning was not stagnant, but despite his efforts, he did not make much progress. It was said that he had not opened his mind. Especially compared with the talents of Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan in the temple, it seemed that he was not cut out for this job.
Xiao Dian also knew that he insisted on staying here because Teacher Xie was a good person and wanted to help him to repair his relationship with his family. Now no one chased him away but they were also not waiting for him to understand.
As for him, he believed that even the ghost soldiers were flying planes. After so long, he had listened to Xie Lingya’s lectures, listened to the Taoist priests preaching, and followed them to see the scriptures twice… He had to admit that he really did not open his mind.
Xiao Dian thought that he would go home to discuss with his parents this time and then come to Baoyang Temple to say goodbye. According to Teacher Xie’s suggestion, he would return to school and take the adult self-taught exam.
With this idea in mind, Xiao Dian also set out on the road home.
Xie Lingya didn’t know what Xiao Dian was thinking. He also told his father that he would stay overnight at home on the first day of the holiday. He also bought some gifts and toys for his sister.
Father Xie was now obsessed with raising his daughter. Every day, he posted updates about his daughter on his Moments, but he hadn’t forgotten his son. After finally seeing his son, he immediately told him that the temple was developing well now, and he should find a successor as soon as possible, concentrate on studying, and finish his postgraduate studies in two years. Work and marriage should also be put on the agenda.
Xie Lingya avoided it vaguely, and his father couldn’t do anything about him. Xie Lingya had been naughty since he was a child. During adolescence, he was even more daring and rarely obeyed him. Now he looked more mature, but he still went his own way.
….
Xie Lingya was not idle at night even after returning. While chatting with his father, he drew talismans and prepared goods. At night, he lay on the bed and slept without covering himself with a quilt.
In the middle of the night, he felt cold on his body. Xie Lingya thought it was because of the temperature drop. He fumbled to pull the quilt in a half-awake state, but he didn’t have much strength. He wanted to wake up, but he was in a daze.
At this time, a baby cried, the tone high and extremely harsh.
Xie Lingya woke up from his daze when he heard the sound. Then he felt a little pain in his fingers. He opened his eyes and saw a little man the size of a palm next to him, holding a paper hoe, who was digging his fingertips.
Xie Lingya took a closer look and found that the little man was made of fire paper, and the paper hoe in his hand was blood red with a fishy smell. It was a paper man and a paper hoe, but the pain of nailing his fingertips was piercing, and he felt cold all over, and even felt a sense of detachment.
This feeling was very strange, but Xie Lingya still felt that this should be the instability of the soul.
Xie Lingya was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. This little paper man was digging his fingers to dig out his soul. He touched the amulet on his body, and sure enough, it had turned into paper ash.
The little paper man seemed to have some spirituality, with simple facial features drawn on his face. When he “saw” Xie Lingya wake up, he sped up and used the paper hoe to dig out his soul.
Xie Lingya slapped him, and the paper man moved flexibly, leaning down, and slid to the end of the bed, then climbed up along the wall.
“Oh my god.” Xie Lingya cursed inwardly, turned over and got up, jumped up and went to catch the paper man.
He hadn’t done anything recently, and the only grudge he had was with Ma Xiaochuan. This thing was probably done by Ma Xiaochuan. He didn’t expect that this guy was really good at it and could even steal his soul silently.
But the little paper man was very flexible, and it stuck to the top of the wall and then climbed up.
Xie Lingya was now anxious. He saw a fly swatter on the desk. He grabbed it and drew a talisman on it with cinnabar. “Where the heart is printed, Wang Shan will show up. The ancestor’s precious words, bow and listen to the order!”
There was a line of cinnabar on the fly swatter. Xie Lingya grabbed the handle and swatted it upwards. The paper man had escaped to the window and tried to slip out through the window crack. But Xie Lingya smashed the fly swatter on the window. It immediately smoked, spontaneously combusted, and turned into ashes.
Xie Lingya drew a thunder and fire talisman, and the paper man was made of fire paper, so it naturally burned.
Fortunately, Xie Lingya’s cultivation in talismans was already relatively high, whether it was a brick or a fly swatter, he could do it at will.
He swatted the soul-catching paper man to death and heard that his sister’s crying had not stopped. He went out to see that Song Jing was holding Sisi and coaxing her. Seeing him come out, she said very embarrassedly: “She is usually very well-behaved. I don’t know what happened today. She kept crying.”
She was not hungry, had no diarrhea, and her body temperature was normal. Song Jing was completely helpless.
Xie Lingya thought about how it was Sisi’s loud crying that woke him up, otherwise his soul might have been taken away, and he would have been seriously ill even if he came back to life later, and he suddenly felt a little emotional.
“Let me do it.” Xie Lingya stepped forward and took Sisi over. He touched the amulet on her body and found it was still intact. It was strange. Although children were sensitive, they would not be scared if the amulet was intact. Xie Lingya originally thought that the amulet on her body was either forgotten to be pasted by Song Jing or was broken, but now it was fine.
“She stopped crying…” Song Jing said happily at this time.
Xie Lingya came back to his senses and saw that Sisi really didn’t cry anymore. Her nose was still red and there were some tears in her eyes, but she didn’t cry. She looked at Xie Lingya in his arms and even laughed twice.
Xie Lingya understood for a moment that his sister was probably quite talented. She could remind him of danger at such a young age.
At this time, Father Xie also came out of the bedroom, “Doesn’t cry anymore? I was wondering if she was cold.”
“It’s okay, I think she just missed me.” Xie Lingya said as he kissed his sister’s smooth face and heard her giggle again. He thought to himself that since his sister was so sensitive, he should add a few more protections at home.
Father Xie looked at her lovingly and said, “You should get married early and have a child, so that the two of them can keep each other company.”
Xie Lingya was unhappy when he heard him mention this again, and handed the child back, “Go to sleep.”
After Xie Lingya returned to his room, Father Xie sighed, always feeling that something was wrong. Although this child was naughty, he skipped classes, fought, and caught ghosts in school, but he had never heard of him falling in love early. Was there something wrong?
….
Early the next morning, Xie Lingya took a bus back to the city. While he was sitting in the bus, he took a piece of yellow paper in his hand and folded it in half to cut it.
There was a child who looked like a junior high school student next to him, staring at him cutting paper, and he thought it was very interesting, “Brother, what are you cutting, can you cut little rabbits?”
“No, this brother can only cut paper figures.” Xie Lingya cut two pieces of yellow paper into human figures and wrote Ma Xiaochuan’s birth date in the middle – obtained by interrogating Hao Zhiyuan. This was called tit for tat. He didn’t know how Ma Xiaochuan did it specifically, where did he get his birth date or maybe he just stole his common items to cast a spell. Anyway, he thought of a way to get revenge.
After writing, he pasted the two human figures together and then used cinnabar to draw eyebrows and eyes on them. Two curved eyes, rice-sized eyeballs, nose, mouth…
While drawing, the child asked: “Brother, can we play together?”
Xie Lingya looked at him. He didn’t expect that the child would want to play with paper figures at such an old age. He usually played video games and had never seen paper cutting.
“No. I want to play by myself.” After Xie Lingya said this, he got up and moved to the back seat.
Child: “…”
Xie Lingya pointed at the facial features of the little paper man behind his back, “Open the eyes and the eyes will be bright, open the nose and the nose will smell all kinds of fragrances, open the ears and the ears will listen to all words, open the feet and the feet will travel thousands of miles… The joints are connected, and the orifices are opened!”
The little paper man stood up and moved his hands and feet.
Xie Lingya put the little paper man in his pocket, and after getting off the car, he found a secluded place, put the paper man on the ground, and made a paper chain out of yellow paper, and cursed: “Iron chains follow me, and the soul-bewitching boy and the soul-catching man captures Ma Xiaochuan’s three souls, seven spirits, and twelve Yuanshen together, and return to the altar to be punished!”
He did not return to Baoyang Temple but set up an altar on the spot. If Ma Xiaochuan’s soul was really hooked, it would come here to starve and he would let Ma Xiaochuan suffer a little.
The little paper man obeyed the order, holding the chain and floating in the wind. From a distance, it looked like a piece of paper, floating in the direction of Ma Xiaochuan.
Xie Lingya looked out, thinking that he would not be caught by the cleaner if he flew so high…
….
Ma Xiaochuan sat curled up on the sofa, reading a book in his hand. It was a horror novel. Although it was all made up, the novelist had a rich imagination and often had some ways to harm people that could inspire him to make changes.
Yesterday, he made a paper man to summon Xie Lingya’s soul, but the incense fell down halfway through. It seemed that the magic failed, so Ma Xiaochuan thought about thinking of an eviler magic.
Since he couldn’t win in a head-on confrontation, he could only play dirty, which was also good for venting his anger.
Thinking of the day when Xie Lingya hung up on him after detaining his apprentice, Ma Xiaochuan became even angrier and said to the other disciples, “You should think about how to deal with that guy!”
A disciple lowered his head and said, “Master, that guy hung up on you, why don’t we use the female ghost to call him and then crawl out along the phone line… If we can’t kill him, we can scare him to pee his pants!”
Another disciple also got some inspiration and said, “Find a hanged ghost. He will find out halfway through the call that the phone line is actually a hanging rope.”
Ma Xiaochuan said coldly, “Then I have to take care of him to answer the phone at the landline. Is he a handyman? Besides, he lives in the temple. How could the female ghost crawl into the temple in front of Wang Lingguan?”
Everyone: “Uh…”
Maybe the ghost would be crushed to death by the guardian god before he could crawl in.
The more Ma Xiaochuan spoke, the more disappointed he became. “I have taught you so many times that knowing yourself and knowing your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. And the hanged ghost, haven’t you heard that when he was working for Gao Shi, he even attempted to strangle the hanged ghost with his own tongue?”
Everyone: “…”
They really didn’t know. They didn’t expect Xie Lingya to be even more perverted than them!
A hanged ghost is a hanged ghost, which is one of the most vicious ghosts. They wanted to use it to scare Xie Lingya, but who knew that guy had done such a thing.
Ma Xiaochuan sighed and put down the horror novel in his hand. “Forget it, you guys go out. I’m going to take a nap.”
The disciples left in a hurry.
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