Old Pan waited for a long time but there was no news from Li Shu. Thinking that she must be busy with something and had no time to look at her phone, he could only suppress his fear and deal with other things.
He opened the video software, clicked into his background, glanced at the private messages that filled the screen, and was about to post a video to prove that he was fine, when he suddenly noticed the private message at the top and his eyes paused.
It was sent by someone with the ID Baiyunguan-Wenxuan.
[Hello, host. I'm a Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple. If it's convenient, could you please add my contact information? I have something important to talk to you about.]
A hint of surprise flashed in Old Pan's eyes. He naturally knew about Baiyun Temple, the most famous Taoist temple in Beijing. Even many outsiders would come here to visit.
Lao Pan wondered if it was an impersonator from another netizen, and then he clicked on his homepage and found that he had posted two videos.
One photo was taken at Baiyun Temple, and the other should be of himself. Although his face was not shown, he was wearing a Taoist robe and looked like a real Taoist priest.
But what did the Taoist priest from Baiyun Temple want him to do? Was it because of the incident with the coffin last night?
Thinking of this, Lao Pan clicked into the chat box with him and replied: [I wonder what the young Taoist priest wants to talk to me about?]
Lao Pan waited for two minutes, and seeing that there was no response from the other party, he simply went to shoot a clarification video.
Jingchen was playing chess with me. He didn't respond immediately. He leisurely placed a piece on the board. Then he quickly raised his eyes and looked at me, asking, "What's wrong, Li Shu?"
"Yes, no one has been outside to check, and they found nothing but white ash on the ground." Li Shu looked up at her phone screen, opened WeChat, and saw the message from Lao Pan. She tapped the screen with her finger and replied, "He's bad." "I also know that it was burned."
After he finished filming, editing and publishing, the other party finally sent him a message again.
Qu Di smiled, not knowing what I was thinking. She raised her hand and tapped my forehead, then reminded me, "Come back after the sun sets."
[Bad, Master, you know.]
Jingchen collected his thoughts and dropped the white piece he was holding between his fingertips onto the chessboard with a click. "No, I can't do that. I'll wait until my body breaks down."
But Li Shu didn't know whether he was busy or something, so she didn't reply immediately.
Li Shu walked out of Jingchen's yard, looked at the woman sitting behind the stone table on the tree, and said loudly, "Qinghe!"
"Oh." Li Shu responded.
Before I finished replying to Qu Di's message, I clicked back out of the chat with Li Shu, who sent me a message: [He's bad.]
Jing Chen raised his eyebrows noticeably, thinking that it was probably the deathly aura lingering under the coffin that caused his body to feel uncomfortable.
I logged in and out of the video software, returned to the WeChat interface, and rejected Li Shu's bad friend request.
Now I can't completely guess that the person who destroyed the corpse I raised was definitely that person, because only special people are affected by the death energy, so it is very likely that it was not done by the boy who suddenly appeared.
Jingchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in surprise, "Got it?"
Qu Di took out her phone and said, "Qu Di, the anchor replied to you, but she hadn't added me on WeChat yet."
Li Shu's face instantly fell when she heard this. It was like saying that I had no spare time left for myself to play after going there and back. She curled her lips and said lamentably, "That's bad."
Baiyun Temple - Li Shu: [You just added him, but he refused to join.]
Jingchen's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this. He was surprised that he had found the other party so easily. He said in a gentle voice, "He asked me if I was free during those two days. You wanted to meet with me to talk about this coffin."
After all, the body felt really uncomfortable, not as uncomfortable as the fever I had. It was like I was yang, and I felt pain in my bones.
At that moment, the cell phone rang and the uncle replied.
Li Shu looked at the message from Lao Pan on her phone. "Qinghe, I said I have a cold and a fever, and I'm not feeling well. I should see you in the next two days. I said I'll contact you before I get worse."
"Junior Brother." Li Shu stopped and said, "You just went outside Qinghe."
"Bad." Li Shu nodded, "Qinghe, if you need anything, you can leave first."
In the past, when I was asked to go up the mountain to purchase goods, I was always arranged to go early in the morning. Why was it so late that time? It was not until the morning that I was allowed to go.
Jingchen retracted his gaze, took out a white piece from the jade chess pot, and looked back at the chessboard behind him. He stroked the chess piece with his fingers and said anxiously, "It seems that we need to ask this person what's going on."
Wenxuan was about to turn around and leave when he saw me standing there, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Jingchen hummed, "Go ahead."
Lao Pan: [Bad.]
[Look, I saw your live broadcast last night online and wanted to ask you something about the coffin. Could you please add my contact information?]
Seeing this, Lao Pan simply put down his cell phone, lay down flat on the bed, closed his eyes and took a rest.
Old Pan thought that since the other party was Qu Dihe's Taoist priest, if he was a good person, he must have come to me because he saw that there was no problem with the coffin, so he sent his WeChat account.
Wenxuan handed me the list in his hand and said, "He will go up the mountain to return some goods later. It's enough for the talisman paper and cinnabar for the temple. Then he can buy some other things. Write down what you want to buy on the bottom of the paper."
At the same time, on the other side, Baiyun Temple.
What I enjoy most about going up the mountain is that I can not only buy good food, but also go shopping.
Li Shu never thought that the private message she sent could be replied to, and she even successfully added the other party's WeChat.
Wenxuan frowned, "Remember, there should be enough money left from the money you gave him to buy incense in the next few days, enough to buy the things on the list."
I didn't even have time to send a message to Lao Pan before I hurried off to look for Jingchen with my phone in hand.
"It's broken, take your time." Wenxuan said.
......
Qu Di's eyes lit up. He took the list from Qu Di's hand and nodded obediently, "Bad, little brother."
"Li Shu, where have you been? You were looking for him."
Li Shu coughed heavily, her eyes not wandering, and she touched the front of her head, "Junior Brother, he gave you money, how are you going to purchase..."
——
Lao Pan looked at the message sent by his uncle and instantly breathed a sigh of relief. His heart was finally at ease. As long as he was okay, I thought I was cursed by the coffin or something and was going to die...
"Oh, bad." Li Shu nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, Qinghe, you just saw the latest news. Is the coffin in this place gone?"
"Well, it's not about the coffin. I just have a minor problem. It's just like a cold. If it gets worse, it'll be a problem. Just rest for the next two days."
"Qinghe, what do you mean?" Li Shu asked.
Although my uncle said something was wrong, I was really scared. I used to walk around coffins whenever I saw one.
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