Chapter 41 The Grandmaster Who Loves to Watch Talent Shows



Chapter 41 The Grandmaster Who Loves to Watch Talent Shows

Seeing Wen Mingyi holding the urn with tears in his eyes, everyone didn't know how to comfort him and could only give him some space to calm down.

The people from the special department called the police officers from the criminal investigation team, explained the situation to them, and then asked them to take the three bodies back to the police station.

From the information just provided to the old Taoist priest who occupied Li Zhibin's body, they learned that there was an organization that specialized in killing living people to offer as sacrifices to that "master".

Just the old Taoist priest they knew had killed four people and sacrificed four souls for that 'master'.

He was just a relatively low-ranking member of the organization, so in places they hadn't discovered, had many more people died, all sacrificed to that 'adult'?

What does this man want with so many souls? What does he want to do?

This is something that both the special departments and the Taoist sect must investigate as quickly as possible. They cannot allow more innocent lives to be harmed, they must hurry!

Finally, it was decided that the special department would notify the special departments of other provinces, and Bai Yi would report to the Taoist elders on the Taoist side, and let the Taoist sect notify the Taoist priests who had already gone out to practice as independent practitioners in various major sects.

Qing Yanrou and the others had to rush back to school for classes, so they left despite the Wen family's attempts to persuade them to stay.

The Wen family gave her a reward of one million, and she specially opened a new card and deposited half of it into it. This was the start-up capital for expanding the Taoist temple, so she had to save it well.

The other half was donated to charity. Although the disciples of Yantai Temple would not have any disadvantages, in the past, even if they only charged a few hundred yuan for a divination or a ritual in Yantai Village, she and Taoist Jianyi would donate a part of it.

She gave the five million yuan given by the Ning family to the villagers to repair the Taoist temple, and donated the rest to the village primary school.

After returning to No. 117 Tianfu Street, Qing Yanrou went straight to the master bedroom.

He took the incense sticks beside him, lit them, fanned the burning incense sticks with his hands, and said as he inserted them into the incense burner:

"Grandmaster, you know everything that has happened recently, right?"

The bedroom was filled with smoke and the unique aroma of incense and candles. Before he finished speaking, he saw Qingyun slowly floating out from the spirit tablet. While enjoying the offerings, he said in a slow voice:

"Put the thing the paper man outside is looking at inside it, and I'll tell you."

"What is Xiaoyan watching? TV?"

Qing Yanrou asked with a puzzled look and an uncertain tone.

"Um."

I wanted to ask the Grandmother to go to the living room to check it out, but after thinking about it, she shut up and started placing an order online.

She had already arranged the one million she had just earned very clearly, and now she had little money left to use.

I also have to keep buying expensive incense and candles for my ancestors, so now I am looking at all kinds of TVs on my phone, scrolling very fast, just to find a cheaper one.

Extra large full screen 6999, crossed out; AI intelligent control extra large screen 29999, crossed out; Hmm? Is there something wrong with the phone?

No matter how Qing Yanrou slid the screen of her phone, the page always stayed at 29999.

An even more amazing scene happened. She watched helplessly as her phone automatically clicked on the 29999 page and quickly placed the order! She didn't even need a password...

!!!

Spendthrift!! I didn’t even get a 150 yuan coupon!!

Seeing that the initiative was finally in her hands, Qing Yanrou quickly withdrew and found the place where the goods were to be received to order a refund.

A magical scene happened again. No matter what she did, there was no movement!

!!!

"Don't worry, I'll just refund the money first and go back to get the coupon, and then place the order for you right away." She finally said helplessly.

"really?"

Qingyun, who had been silent all this time, looked at her and asked warily.

“…”

"really!"

Finally able to control her phone, Qing Yanrou quickly clicked on the refund button, returned to the TV's homepage, collected the coupon, and placed a new order.

During the entire period, she could even feel that her ancestor was paying close attention to her every move, as if he would snatch her phone away if he felt something was wrong.

Alas, it is really difficult to have a prodigal ancestor who wants to revive the Taoist temple!

Not long after, the TV she bought was delivered to her door by the staff of the flagship store. Seeing that she installed such a good TV in a room full of memorial tablets, they were very puzzled and asked repeatedly: Are you sure?

Hearing Qing Yanrou's firm answer, the young man who was installing the machine had no choice but to obey the customer's request and began to install the TV carefully and quickly.

He had to hurry up, as he always felt something creepy on his back, as if someone was staring at him.

It seemed that if he installed it a little slower, some indescribable things would float out from the tablet behind him and seem to eat him.

What he thought was indeed close to the truth. Qing Yun wanted to stick to his hand to control him and make him finish the work quickly and leave.

Finally, the worker ran out of No. 117 Tianfu Street as if he was escaping for his life. He stood at the bottom of the building, panting and muttering:

"What a unique hobby! Converting the bedroom into a small ancestral hall like in the countryside and installing a TV inside. Is this a new way to worship our ancestors?"

After saying that, he shook his head and turned away. At this time, a golden light came out of the window of No. 117 and fell into the body of the young worker.

"You were very generous and gave him a talisman."

Qing Yanrou teased him while helping him find TV programs.

"Stop, that's it!"

Qing Yun, who was sitting with his legs crossed and staring at the big screen in front of him, didn't say anything.

It wasn't until the screen started playing a recently popular audition program for a girl group that the nonchalant Qing Yun suddenly spoke.

"Ahem, okay."

Qing Yanrou was so surprised that she almost choked on her saliva. Looking at the sisters singing and dancing on TV, she didn't expect that her ancestor had this hobby!

"Isn't it time for you to speak?"

Looking at Qingyun who was watching TV leisurely, she said softly.

"Ahem, that Chu, Chu Tingbai does have a great background, but that was before. It has nothing to do with him now. He is just an ordinary human being now."

“…”

It is really better to listen to your words than to hear them all!

Qing Yanrou looked at her ancestor expressionlessly. Seeing that he was unmoved, she could do nothing about him.

What could she do with her own ancestor? She could only worship him...

Seeing that she finally went out, Qing Yun let out a long sigh, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, and his whole body lay on his back in the air.

It's true that he doesn't know much, but for such a brilliant and accomplished person, he doesn't have to worry about the things he is facing now.

Qing Yun, no longer burdened by the psychological burden, stood up again and continued watching the show.

Ahhhh!!! People nowadays really know how to enjoy themselves. The sisters are so cool! He loves them so much!

Qing Yanrou didn't know that her grandfather who was obsessed with talent shows had even learned Internet slang. She was still thinking about what the grandfather had just said!

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