Chapter 70 Wholesale Small Gourds
[I don't think so. The image of the Earth God is usually plump, but the one in the shrine looks thinner and has an immortal look.]
[Ah... Fortunately, I thought the scenery on the mountain was nice, so I haven't come down the mountain yet. I'll go over and pay my last respects now hehehe]
[Damn it, why are you telling me such an important thing only now?! I don't want to climb the mountain again! ! ! 】
[I have already prayed, I hope it will work]
The title #What kind of god is in the small shrine in Fu'ai Temple# became the top trending search topic, and soon many fans of metaphysics came forward.
[The wish-answering function seems to be related to the underworld, but the ghosts and gods in the underworld are mostly majestic and terrifying, so it shouldn't be like this.]
[Also exclude the wrong answer of Tudigong]
[Neither is the Ox-Headed Horse-Face (intrusion)]
[Actually, why don’t we ask Qi Gu? 】
[That’s right, of course Qi Gu knows best what is in his own Taoist temple.]
[Call Qi Gu!] ! ! 】
Qi Gu was taking a nap when his bedside cell phone kept ringing. He grabbed it in a daze and saw that everyone was discussing his master.
After reading the context, Qi Gu typed carefully: [That is not a ghost or god, but my master. I wanted him to see the current popularity of Fu'ai Temple, so I placed him in the small shrine as the founder. What you said should be just a coincidence.]
His master, that old man, might be that powerful.
He is just an ordinary old man who can't even grow a peach tree.
【ah? ? ? Your master? ? ? 】
[If I remember correctly, Gugu's gourd and iron balls were given by the master, right? He can come up with such a good thing, and now he can make the dead come back to life in their dreams. Can he really be an ordinary old man? 】
[It seems that Gugu has a heavy filter for Master’s ordinary people]
[What I mean is, is there a possibility that Master is some big shot who is using a pseudonym? 】
【Gugu: There is absolutely no such possibility】
[The person above understands Gugu. After all, he has been with the master for a long time and has a deep impression of the ordinary person of the master, right? 】
[Wake up!] Isn't it almost clear now? 】
Qi Gu did not reply. In the afternoon, several program guests and the victims who did not make it in the morning arrived, and Qi Gu was busy receiving guests in the side room.
Among them, Pubugesang and Mu Xingchen came together, while Song An came with other staff members of the program group. It was quite lively.
Han Yunshu did not bring Vivian with him because she was pregnant and not suitable for mountain climbing. The man he brought today was an old man with white hair and beard. The old man was wearing a dark Tang suit and his face was full of wrinkles.
Song An recognized the identity of the old wealthy businessman at a glance. He was a tycoon with assets worth billions, named Fang Heng. Although Fang Hengsheng looks old, he is actually only in his early fifties at most. Many unscrupulous media outlets on the Internet have used his excessive aging to make a fuss, saying that Fang Heng used evil magic to make money, which caused him to age so quickly.
Fang Heng was the old wealthy businessman who suffered the pain of losing his son at the party. He originally wanted to contact Qi Gu directly, but when he heard that Fuai Temple was about to open, he felt that it would be better to show his sincerity by visiting in person, so he chose to come with Han Yunshu today.
He was very old and climbing the mountain was a huge burden for him, but he climbed halfway by himself. His legs began to tremble. Han Yunshu was afraid that something would happen if he asked someone to climb down again, so he paid two villagers who were carrying things up the mountain to carry Fang Heng up.
Han Yunshu: "Master Qi, I'm so sorry, Vivian is not fit to climb mountains, so she can't come and congratulate you on your opening day."
Qi Gu said: "It's okay."
Han Yunshu introduced Fang Heng to Qi Gu: "Master, this is a business friend of mine. He has something to ask for, and I hope you can help him."
Hearing this, Song An and his group naturally left the room, while Pubugesang and Mu Xingchen were still standing behind Qi Gu like two door gods.
Han Yunshu said to Fang Heng: "This young master is also quite powerful, and the other one is Master Qi's top disciple."
Mu Xingchen, the disciple who knew nothing, was sweating profusely at that moment.
Fang Heng understood and no longer hesitated. He looked at Qi Gu, his cloudy eyes full of hope: "Master, I hope you can find my son's body for me and bury him."
Qi Gu had roughly known what the other party wanted when he saw his face, so he was not surprised at this time, and just said: "Birth date and eight characters."
Fang Heng hurriedly gave out a time.
Qi Gu calculated for a moment, "In the west, in a village called Huaishui."
He has made great progress in his cultivation recently and has become faster in coming to conclusions.
When Fang Heng heard this, his old eyes burst into light of joy. This Master Qi really has real skills!
He never told anyone or the media the name of the village he came from, and his birthplace written on his ID was also another village. Very few people knew that he had taught in Huaishui Village, and as time had passed, it was impossible to find out.
But as soon as Qi Gu opened his mouth, he gave out the address of the village!
"Then please take another look to see where exactly his body is in the village?" Fang Heng said.
At the beginning, Fang Heng directly told those so-called masters that his son died in the mudslide in Huaishui Village, hoping that they could help him find the body. However, those masters simply made up stories, one said this and another said that, and there was no accurate information at all. Naturally... they couldn't find the body.
So later on, Fang Heng became cautious and no longer directly told the master the village, but let the master calculate it himself.
Qi Gu lowered his eyes and said, "I can't figure it out. That village seems to have some evil nature that can block my prying eyes."
How could such a powerful master not be able to predict it?
The light in Fang Heng's eyes suddenly went out, like a candle being blown out in the cold wind.
“Then…then…”
Pubugesang scratched his head and suddenly interrupted, "Huaishui Village, this name sounds familiar. Let me take a look."
He took out his phone and started looking through the chat history. After searching for a while, he finally found the corresponding record: "This place seems to be the destination of the next episode of the ghost exploration variety show. This is quite a coincidence."
"It's a coincidence, just as coincidental as the death of his wife and children." Qi Gu's tone was calm, like a deep pool.
Pubu Gesang: “You mean…”
Fang Heng also heard the implication of their words, and was shocked and furious: "You mean, the death of my wife and son is not just a coincidence? But some ghost is secretly manipulating it?"
"Exactly."
Fang Heng's whole body began to tremble violently, hatred filling his heart. Over the years, he had been looking for something to hate.
But those things happened so coincidentally that he couldn't find a point that would make him hate them for a long time.
Now, his hatred finally had a target.
"Master, as long as you find my son's body for me and avenge my wife and children, I am willing to transfer all my property to you or donate them to charity organizations in your name to accumulate merit for you!" Fang Heng's tone was excited, and turbid tears rolled down his cheeks.
Qi Gu saw that he was very emotional and was afraid that it would be bad if he continued like this, so he quickly held down one of his wrists and input spiritual energy to help him calm down, and then said: "In fact, it may not be a corpse..."
Judging from Fang Heng's facial features, it was indeed a sign that his family ties had been severed, but looking at the silk threads wrapped around his body, one of them, representing his family ties, was still alive and strong.
Perhaps, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Fang Heng's emotions immediately became more excited. "Master, Master, as long as you can save him, even if you have to sacrifice my life, I am willing to do it. Please pay more attention to it. If you need anything, just tell me, I will definitely find a way to get it!"
He thought he could only do everything he could to avenge his son, but now Master Qi said that his son was still alive. How could he not be happy and excited? !
Fang Heng thanked the emperor profusely and left Fuai Temple. When he went down the mountain, he didn't even need anyone's help and climbed to the foot of the mountain in one breath.
It was as if his spirit returned to his body all of a sudden.
*
Pubugesang returned the gourd to Qi Gu and said, "I don't know what this gourd is made of. The research department can't figure it out, so let me return it to you first."
Qi Gu thought of the ghost-catching box with a thick stack of instructions, and felt that it was not easy to be an employee of the Abnormal Management Bureau. After thinking for a while, he said, "In fact, I have a talisman that can replicate the abilities of objects. This talisman should be able to replicate the function of the purple gold gourd, but it can't be used many times, so it's considered a consumable..."
At that moment, Phub Gesang looked at Qi Gu as if he was looking at the sun.
If Qi Gu had appeared earlier, he would not have been punished by the dog boss to clean the toilet because of a mistake in using the ghost-catching box!
Consumables? These members of the Alien Management Bureau are essentially consumables, and only a few of them can actually live to retirement.
“Really?! There are such talismans in the world???” Pubg Gesang had never heard of it before.
"I don't know if what I saw in the book will work," said Qi Gu.
Pubugesang suddenly remembered that Qi Gu always said that he saw it in a book, but why weren’t there so many knowledge points in the books of their Abnormal Management Bureau?
The book of the Alien Management Bureau is still too immature, unlike the comprehensive book of Qi Gu’s family!
"By the way, where do your books come from?" Pubugesang couldn't help asking.
Qi Gu: "My master gave them to me. He would bring back a few books every time he went out on a trip. I could really learn something from some of them, but some were outrageous. One time he even brought me a set of sword techniques to ward off evil spirits, and a set of books that he said were the Nine Yang Magic Skills. After I practiced them, I found out when I went to school that they were a set of The Times Calling. There was also a hand gesture to improve eyesight, which was actually an eye exercise."
When talking about the dark history of his childhood related to his master, Qi Gu's expression became quite vivid.
Pubu Gesang's face was full of innocence: "I know about Time is Calling and eye exercises, but what is the sword technique to ward off evil spirits?"
Mu Xingchen, who had watched the TV series, understood: "…………"
The old master really doesn't care about food or meat and he never refuses any book.
Pubu Gesang's expectations for the replica of the talisman instantly diminished a lot, and he felt that this unheard-of thing was most likely made up in a book.
But when Qi Gu took out the cinnabar and yellow talisman paper, Pubugesang and Mu Xingchen still followed him eagerly, wanting to see what was going on.
Qi Gu picked up the brush and dipped it in cinnabar. Without hesitation, he drew a rune on the yellow paper that was surrounded by mysterious runes and had a gourd-shaped rune in the middle.
After finishing the painting, Qi Gu picked up the purple gold gourd and knocked it on the gourd in the middle of the yellow paper. The simple gourd drawing on the yellow paper instantly turned into a realistic small purple gold gourd.
"Try it." Qi Gu threw the rune to Mu Xingchen, who was already staring with his eyes wide open.
It is extremely difficult to get started in this line of work, and it requires hard work and practice. Qi Gu thought about it and decided to first give his young apprentice a little joy of success as encouragement, and then take drastic measures.
Mu Xingchen wiped his hands on his clothes, then carefully took the talisman paper and looked at Qi Gu: "Master, what should I do?"
Qi Gu spoke in a tone as if he was talking to a kindergarten kid: "Lift the rune above your head, then stick it on your forehead, communicate with it with divine light, then take it off and blow on it."
Mu Xingchen nodded like a garlic pounder, and immediately followed the instructions step by step, fearing that if he did something wrong, he would ruin this precious rune.
While Qi Gu was going through this process, he had already quickly completed five or six of the same style with his pen moving very quickly. He picked up one and waved it lightly in the air. The talisman paper instantly burned up and turned into a mini purple gold gourd the size of half a palm, which was plump and very cute.
Mu Xingchen finally completed the process. When he turned around, he saw Qi Gu holding a small gourd in his hand and looking at it. There were several pieces of drawn talisman paper in front of him.
After completing the process to summon the small gourd, Mu Xingchen was already feeling obviously tired:!
Just summoning the gourd is so tiring, and the process of drawing runes is probably even more mentally exhausting.
But the master didn't look tired at all, still looking energetic, which shows how high his cultivation level is!
"Not bad, you have some talent." Qi Gu glanced at the small gourd that Mu Xingchen summoned, "Master, here are some introductory books, you should read and memorize them first, and I will teach you the rest."
Mu Xingchen's eyes were full of admiration for Qi Gu, and he said without hesitation: "Okay, okay!"
Seeing that his tactics worked, Qi Gu smiled with satisfaction, and then took down one book, two books, three books, four books, five books... twenty books from the bookshelf in the wing room. Each book was as thick as a brick, and slapped them into Mu Xingchen's arms, causing him to shake like a sieve and almost fall down.
“All, I have to memorize everything???” Mu Xingchen’s eyes widened.
God knows, he wanted to debut as an idol just because he couldn't memorize "The Rites of War"!
"Unwilling?" These three short words instantly reminded Mu Xingchen of the fear he felt when he was dominated by his Chinese teacher.
But the one who asked this question this time was Qi Gu, and he was the one who went to find the master himself.
Mu Xingchen made up his mind and thought: I have to recite everything to my master even if I have to kneel down!
Seeing Mu Xingchen's determination, Qi Gu nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, stay at Fu'ai Temple tonight and recite the "Qingjing Jing" at night. I will inspect it tomorrow morning."
Phub Gesang, who witnessed everything, silently moved a few steps to the side and distanced himself from Qi Gu.
I didn’t expect... Qi Gu was actually a devil hiding under an easy-going appearance, and he was so strict with his apprentice!
No wonder he can play well with Boss Dog!
Phub Gesang felt that he gradually understood everything.
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