Chapter 55: Master, come quickly, and receive blessings from heaven!
Amid Chef Jin's strong dissatisfaction and resistance, Lu Zhi stepped on the accelerator and took the few people to the nearest Taoist temple.
"vomit--"
"No, why is the chef still carsick?" Qin Qinsen handed over tissues and water with disgust.
"Ugh—who, who said that about the chef, ugh—I can't get dizzy, carsick—ugh—"
After parking the car, Lu Zhi checked the time and hesitated, "It's the middle of the night, is this really okay?"
Isn’t it said that the master has a bad temper? If they come to disturb him at this time, they will probably be chased away with a "hey".
Besides, he had never heard of Tianquan Temple. If it weren't for the navigation app confirming that this was the nearest Taoist temple, and Qin Qinsen was traveling with him, Lu Zhi would never have come.
"It's okay." Qin Qinsen, who was holding the Ghost Killer Chef, was inexplicably confident, but his next move made Lu Zhi's scalp explode.
Qin Qinsen picked up the incapacitated ghost-killing chef and swung him towards the gate of the Taoist temple.
"Who is this? It's time to get off work, okay? — Holy shit! What the hell!?"
Taking a few steps back, Yang Chong pulled off the unknown object stuck to his face, "Master, please come out! God has sent down a great deed!"
Lu Zhi was shocked. What was going on?
"That..." Qin Qinsen was about to speak when he saw the Taoist priest who opened the door and ran in with the ghost-killing chef in his hand.
Meeting Lu Zhi's gaze, Qin Qinsen felt a sense of shame for some reason and spoke with difficulty, "Don't tell anyone. Taoist priests are all very serious. That person must not have entered the Tao."
Who would believe me if I told you that he could see ghosts and yet he was still a Taoist priest? What a joke.
Fortunately, Teng Su and Fang Qing returned to the company first, otherwise there would be two more people laughing at them.
"You little idiot, you're wearing a talisman, what's the point of it falling from the sky?"
A powerful voice sounded, and then all the lights in the Taoist temple lit up, so bright that the Ghost Killer Chef couldn't open his eyes.
"Which fellow Taoist is visiting so late at night?"
The middle-aged man who was speaking was wearing a Taoist robe and shorts, and wearing flip-flops. He walked out with Yang Chong.
Among the three people, he met Qin Qinsen's eyes accurately and smiled heartily, "Really, you're here, why bring any gifts?"
Speaking of the bound ghost-killing chef, the visitor laughed and said, "I'm Su Yuande. The one making all the noise is Yang Chong. I wonder who you are?"
"Qin Qinsen." As he said this, he bowed.
Seeing this, Su Yuande put away his casual expression and returned the greeting with his apprentice. The other party was obviously a fellow practitioner, but just because he had never heard of this person before did not mean he should be treated with disrespect.
really--
"Excuse me for interrupting, but I'm afraid I can't handle this ghost chef killing alone."
When Qin Qinsen said this, Yang Chong approached the Ghost Chef in surprise, lifted the talisman paper that covered half of his face, and observed him as if he were an alien.
"It's actually the ghost-killing chef!" Su Yuande frowned.
I have been in Hai City for more than 30 years. Since I opened my eyes and became a Taoist, I have encountered all kinds of evil spirits, but the ghost chefs are very rare.
This is because a Killer Ghost Chef must have been a chef in his lifetime, and a renowned chef known for his past deeds and bloodshed. To qualify as a Killer Ghost Chef, in addition to the aforementioned conditions, one must also have a birth date that is entirely Yin, and die on a moonless night in a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour. These conditions are extremely stringent and absolutely essential.
But as long as all the necessary conditions are met, a nascent ghost-killing chef can even kill the ghost messenger.
Qin Qinsen nodded and said seriously, "This killer ghost chef has been following the victim. I believe he has led many wandering souls to their deaths."
Looking at Chef Jin, whose face had turned pale and who had just recovered from motion sickness, Su Yuande immediately said, "Yang Chong, take this donor to find your senior brothers and sisters, and ask Yuan Miu to take the things to the main hall."
"Come with me, everyone."
After taking over the ghost-killing kitchen, Qin Qinsen and Lu Zhi followed the Taoist priest all the way to the main hall.
"Tianquan Temple is located in a remote area, with few visitors and average popularity. But the master insisted that it was a place of great feng shui, which could broaden one's horizons and expand one's mind." Su Yuande introduced Tianquan Temple to the two. "We didn't take it seriously, thinking he was just making excuses for being lazy."
"Now it seems that we were negligent in our practice."
Su Yuande looked at Qin Qinsen meaningfully, and the two small mustaches on his lips curved vividly.
"The Taoist priest is proficient in physiognomy."
Qin Qinsen looked directly at the other person with a firm tone.
"Hahaha, fellow Daoist, your strength is unfathomable. How could any fellow Daoist understand your appearance? This donor, on the other hand, has an aura like a rainbow."
It's impossible to say that Su Yuande wasn't surprised. He was only focused on watching the ghost chef, but now that he was walking with Qin Qinsen, he was surprised to find that they were different.
Lu Zhi was a burly figure, his muscles skewered, calloused on his palms and knuckles. He was a martial artist. However, he was half a step behind Qin Qinsen, his aura subdued, giving off a subtle protective vibe. From his face, Su Yuande could only tell that he had escaped death and would enjoy great fortune; he knew nothing else. Perhaps his daily association with the master had influenced him, completely altering his fortune.
Qin Qinsen, standing nearby, looked fair and handsome, no different from an ordinary person. Yet, his face was shrouded in mist, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, making it difficult to see clearly. Only a peer with exceptional abilities could achieve this. Su Yuande, believing he lacked the ability, could only lament the partiality of heaven. He decided it would be best if he could capture more evil spirits, accumulate more merit, and strive to be reborn as a gifted genius in his next life.
"please."
When the three of them walked into the Sanqing Temple, someone was already waiting there.
"Where is the ghost-killing chef? Take him out for a walk quickly." Seeing someone coming, Yuan Miu rushed towards Su Yuande with his eyes shining.
Lu Zhi tugged at the corner of Qin Qinsen's clothes from behind, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear - this Taoist temple is full of idiots, is it really possible?
"Ahem, junior brother." Su Yuande coughed twice and glared at Yuan Miu, signaling him to let go and not embarrass himself.
"The Ghost Killer Chef is here. Please prepare the rituals and subdue him as soon as possible." Qin Qinsen shook the Ghost Killer Chef in his hand, which aroused Yuan Miu's emotion.
"Fellow Daoist, what are your methods? Where did you catch him? Does he have other brothers and sisters?"
That being said, a ghost-killing chef is already difficult to deal with, okay?!
He couldn't be sent to the underworld, as this creature was incredibly ferocious, no longer an ordinary ghost, but a demon. Sending him to the underworld would be like putting a wolf in a sheepfold, a treat. But he couldn't be disbanded outright either, as the Ghost Killer often killed those evil spirits who had committed many evil deeds, and occasionally performed one or two good deeds. Killing him would hinder his own cultivation.
So they could only take it to a temple or Taoist temple, hold a ceremony, and ask the gods and Buddhas to deal with it.
"Junior brother." Su Yuande's mustache didn't even curl up, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Ritual."
"Oh, yes, yes, it's a ritual. Brother, please change your clothes quickly and take this Taoist friend with you?" Yuan Miu accurately recognized the wrong person.
Lu Zhi was a little confused. Was he asking him?
"Wrong, it's this Fellow Daoist Qin." Su Yuande slapped Yuan Miu hard on the back of the head, "Are you still asleep?"
Lu Zhi looked at Qin Qinsen with a complicated expression and said bluntly, "Master Qin, do you really have to stay here?"
"I'm sorry, my junior brother is very nearsighted and refuses to wear glasses. It's normal for him to make mistakes occasionally." Su Yuande felt a little embarrassed.
Yuan Miu disagreed, "Well, I'm not reading people's fortunes, why do I need to wear glasses?"
It turns out he is blind. Lu Zhi became even more worried. Will they die here tonight?
"Peace of mind."
Qin Qinsen stepped forward alone and formed a triangular encirclement with Su Yuande and Yuan Miu with the Ghost Chef as the center.
The two brothers looked at each other and moved simultaneously. One struck the wooden fish while the other recited the mantra, their coordination was tacit and had a unique charm.
Qin Qinsen faced the Three Pure Ones, lit the agarwood, closed his eyes, and kowtowed three times.
"Qin Qinsen, the 46th generation disciple of Daoxuan Sect, respectfully invites the ancestor."
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