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Wang Changsheng closed the door and walked up to Li Hanlong in two steps. He lifted up his robe and squatted on the ground. He poked his chest with his fingers and said, "It's not over, is it? It's just such a small thing that demolished all my temples. Originally, There may be a little story between you and me, but you have to make an accident happen, right?"
Li Hanlong was undoubtedly very confused, because he thought that this matter would be over when the Tutu Temple was demolished, but the other party refused to give up and did not bother to find an answer. After all, he had already shown quite strong methods and strength. , but he really didn't expect that in less than half a day, someone would actually find him.
"You, what are you going to do?"
Wang Changsheng licked his lips and said: "What I want to do is very simple. You can ask whoever demolishes the temple to build it for me. Before tomorrow morning, I want to see the construction workers enter the site, otherwise starting from tomorrow afternoon, I will kick out all the incense halls of your shamans in Shangjing, every one of them. From now on, there will be no more shamans in Shangjing"
Wang Changsheng said a word, then turned around, opened the door and left. When there was a "bang" from the door, Li Hanlong had not yet realized what was going on from what the other party had just said.
"From now on, there will be no more immortals in Beijing?"
This kind of thing has never been said by anyone throughout the ages, because since the Qing Dynasty, the shamans who were closely related to the Manchu royal family could be called the state religion, and the shaman wizards were the state teachers. Although the Qing Dynasty later died , but the Eight Banners disciples are still there, and there are many people who still want money and power. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Can one person challenge the entire shamanism?
"Creak" The bedroom door opened, and Li Hanlong's wife came out in a daze of sleep and said, "What's going on? I seem to hear someone talking to you?"
Li Hanlong swallowed and said, "It's okay, I met a madman"
Li Hanlong couldn't sleep that night, because he felt that although Wang Changsheng's words were crazy, the other person's expression was very serious, and anyone with a little knowledge of words and expressions could see that he didn't mean to be joking at all. However, Li Hanlong felt that it was incredible. In this tangled mood, he couldn't sleep while lying on the bed.
After daybreak, Li Hanlong called Xu Chuang and Xiao Changfu respectively and told them what he had said to them last night. After hearing this, both of them sneered several times.
Xu Chuang said: "Then let him come. Anyway, I haven't moved my arms and legs for a long time. If he really dares to come to the door, I have to teach him a lesson no matter what, so that he knows what it means to know." Siberian tiger!"
Xiao Changfu only replied with two words: "Bullshit!"
Naturally, no one in this group of shamans and immortals took Wang Changsheng¡¯s words to heart. What¡¯s wrong? You want to surround us all by yourself. Are you crazy? You can¡¯t survive?
On this morning, Wang Changsheng moved out the usual deck chair and sat in front of the half-demolished small temple to wait. His expression was calm and indifferent. There were a few cigarette butts scattered on the ground. Anyone who came to tell fortunes was blocked by him. .
At noon, when the sun was high in the sky, Wang Changsheng raised his head and squinted at the time, which was exactly twelve o'clock.
"Senior brother, please help me check where all the Chuma Immortals in Shangjing have their incense halls. I plan to go there."
When Tang Tang heard what he said, he smiled and said, "What, you want to do something big?"
"Haha, there's nothing I can do. People don't take me seriously. I told them clearly that whoever demolished the temple should come over and repair it for me, but the whole morning has passed and there's not even a ghost."
"There are probably more than a hundred cadres in Shangjing, and about 80% of them are shamans. If you go to them one by one, you will be exhausted yourself, and there is really no need to do so. Let me help you. You check to see which ones have the biggest doors and the most prosperous business. If you hit a snake at all, it will be much more convenient if you directly pinch a few of their vital points than if you go through them one by one, isn't it?"
"Well, I'm quite afraid of trouble. After all, I'm a bit lazy." Wang Changsheng bared his teeth and smiled.
"Okay, just wait. I will ask Xiaoyao to find you later. It will be more convenient for him to drive you with him"
Tang Tang is in charge of the Kunlun Temple in the capital. From him forward, the disciples of the temple have been paying attention to all kinds of ghosts and snakes in the capital, not only those who make horses, but also those who watch Feng Shui and the disciples of the four great sects. No matter which side has what Tang Tang's eyes will be on every movement.
Since you are said to be in charge, you must know yourself and your enemy!
Therefore, it is not difficult for Tang Tang to investigate these matters at all, becauseBecause it has been recorded by him a long time ago.
In the afternoon, at around one o'clock, Tang Tang's subordinate Xiao Yao drove a very ordinary Passat to the Yanshan villa area and picked up Wang Changsheng who was waiting.
"Little sir, our boss has finished explaining, shall I take you to a place now? It's not too far from here. There is a man named Xu Chuang in Xugezhuang who is a Mr. Yin and Yang. How many people are there in the suburbs? He and his apprentices took over all the mundane business in every village and town. Today has just passed the seventh and eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and after the ninth day of the Lunar New Year are the days of funerals, I guess he should be alive."
"Okay, let's go as you say," Wang Changsheng nodded and said.
In folk customs, it is important not to go out during the seventh and eighth days of the month but not to bury. On the seventh and eighth days of each month, Mr. Yin and Yang do not accept any work. Therefore, once these two days have passed, there will be more people attending funerals. Early this morning Xu Chuang and his apprentice took over six or seven idle businesses respectively. On weekdays, he basically did not do anything, and the apprentice would do the work he took on, unless the business was too busy or the idle business was too troublesome for him. Only then did he mount the horse himself.
At 7:30 in the morning, the funeral home opened, and Xu Chuang was already at work. In fact, Mr. Yin Yang's job is relatively easy to do these days, and the money is also easy to make, because now that burials are no longer carried out, there is a lot missing. There are many tedious procedures, such as the process from placing the deceased in the coffin to carrying the coffin and entering the cemetery, as well as how to fill the soil, go to the grave, etc. There are many procedures, but now they are simple. Basically, they are taken from the hospital after the person passes away. Or the family can send it to the morgue of the funeral home, and then the husband can determine the date and time of cremation. It is far less troublesome than the previous burial.
Of course, there is an exception. If the deceased died violently, it will be a bit troublesome for Mr. Yin and Yang to deal with suicide, because people with these types of deaths are more violent, and there may even be people who do not follow Yin and Yang. The situation is that even if you don't enter the underworld, your family will most likely be unlucky or something, so Mr. Yin and Yang will have to deal with it, which is also quite time-consuming.
Early this morning, Xu Chuang¡¯s four apprentices took on ordinary business, but he took on a simple matter of committing suicide by jumping off a building. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com