Chapter 41:

Half an hour later, a piece of news about Mo Huan was posted online.
[Actress Mo Huan is unwell and went to the doctor for examination. 】
The title is normal, but the picture is particularly abnormal.
The picture is made into a long picture mode that can be pulled down, which is like a dynamic reappearance, showing Mo Huan smashed into a big horse while getting in the car.
The angle, detail, and clarity are all impeccable.
There are even pictures of Mo Huan turning back to the hospital to treat the wounds, the mini ‘wound’ on Mo Huan’s face and the doctor’s helpless expression.
This news was posted online and immediately attracted a lot of attention.
The previous tear-and-force wars did stir up a lot of heat for her. Seeing the two words Mo Huan in the title, many people chose to open the long picture to watch.
This look is a series of hahaha.
"Although I know it's wrong to laugh, why do I want to laugh so much!"
"1, I was drinking water and almost choked to death, hahaha."
"Wearing so gorgeous, and then falling so gorgeous, high heels are really a big killer, hahaha."
"I've seen people who hit the blog page by falling on the red carpet, but I didn't expect to be able to do this in the car, puff."
"This paparazzi has good equipment, and the photos are so clear."
"You have to go to the hospital for such a small mouth. Look at the doctor's eyes→_→, as if you are saying that you are mentally retarded! Hahahahaha."
"The female celebrity is different. Tsk tsk, the last time I cut vegetables was much more serious than this wound, and the blood was rushing. The old lady stopped the bleeding, put some medicine on herself, and put on a band-aid and it was done."
"Upstairs, you are called a female man. Men don't like you, they just eat Mo Huan's pretentiousness."
"Bah, my mother and husband are in love."
...
There was a lot of laughter on the Internet. Because of Mo Huan's feat a few days ago, although this news was not ranked high, it was considered a hot search, and it satisfies Mo Huan's desire for self-hype.
It's just whether she will be grateful or not.
When Luo Xi saw this news, Mo Huan had already been played by netizens in the shape of a Malaysian party, and contributed a new wave of pictures to the emoji.
The paparazzi that broke the news not only exploded. After the horse heads, it exploded. The reason why Mo Huan went to the hospital was because the ceiling light in the studio suddenly fell off and scratched her arm.
This one didn't make a big hit, and the netizens scattered after a glance.
Luo Xi stared at the one for a long time, and then slowly returned to the room to stare at the portrait of Grand Master.
The gilded statue she had spent money on for Grand Master had not come back yet, so she added a portrait of Grand Master next to her spiritual position to avoid the embarrassment of not knowing Grand Master next time.
The size of the portrait is still a mini version. I think it's almost time to change the gilded statue, so I save a little on the portrait and make do with it.
The portrait of Patriarch looks like a man about forty or fifty years old, with a crown, long beard under his chin, hands clasped on his chest, long robe with wide sleeves, sitting in a shrine, majestic.
It looks kind-hearted, but he has a bad temper.
Luo Xi grumbled.
That day Mo Huan scolded Master Patriarch like that, she thought it would be fine as long as she was not in person. It seems that Grand Master is obviously angry and punishing Mo Huan.
It's right to think about it. The Shuiguan Emperor Dongyin is in charge of the world's sewers. As long as there is water, it is the eyes and ears of the patriarch.
At the beginning, Li Mo was only saying that Master Patriarch was unreliable, and she was punished for not being malicious. That day, Mo Huan scolded so badly that maliciousness could overflow through the screen. It was strange that Grandpa Master did not move.
The Shuiguan Emperor Dongyin not only took charge of the world's waterways and alleviated disasters, but also took charge of crimes and blessings. Although in the past the school precepts were liquidated only after the death of a person, it did not say that it would not work on a living person.
Not to mention other things, the Patriarch didn't even need to spend much time, as long as the time of schooling was mentioned above, Mo Huan's past was enough for her to be unlucky for a long time.
Luo Xi put a stick of incense on Grandpa Grandpa, reminding Grandpa Grandpa that it was a life at all, so don't play too much.
Seeing the green smoke curling up, it whirled in mid-air.
Luo Xi looked at that Xuan for a long time and didn't understand, what does this mean?
Generally Taoist priests would interpret signs and solve signs to clarify the meaning when encountering a vision, but Luo Xi didn't know this, let alone a lot of knowledge of Taoism in order to solve signs.
She stared at the green smoke for a long time, and then realized that she was not communicating well with Grand Master.
Luo Xi: "..."
Would she be too disrespectful if she told Master Patriarch not to play the Qingyan set, and just ask her dream?
Xiao Jinlong laughed'puff puff puff', and slapped his lips: "I told you to learn more. The Qin family's pamphlet did not write how to divination. There are many tutorials on the Internet. I am afraid that the Internet is not reliable. Find a Taoist temple for advice."
Luo Xiyi righteously refused: "I have already worshipped the water official, how can I learn from others."
Xiao Jinlong despised her with black peas.
Divination is easy to learn, but the knowledge to resolve the lottery is great.
The Chinese language is broad and profound, but the vernacular is better, but the solution is in ancient classical Chinese. This siren is even clumsy in staff, and it is estimated that he does not know many words in classical Chinese!
Is this still a higher intelligent race?
Making papers is not as fast as it is. The humans in Asmana must have been cheated before!
Little Jinlong spit out with a sense of superiority: "Why don't I go to learn? I learned to resolve the signing for you."
Anyway, it was knocked over by Luo Xi's water official, and it could barely be considered under the water official. It is so weak now, it would be nice to have an extra thigh to cover it.
Luo Xi touched the little golden dragon with satisfaction, and rewarded it: "There is nothing wrong with it today. I will take you to buy a new set of college entrance examination question bank. It seems that there is a question bank called Huang Gang."
Little Jinlong happily pestered her, feeling that he and Luo Xi were getting closer.
It is said in human books that giving gifts is a performance of liking. Compared to the beginning, this Kraken must now particularly like himself!
Mo Huan was very angry when he learned that the picture of him falling into a big horse was on the hot search, and it was turned into an emoticon.
She wants to stir up popularity and want to be searched, but it is definitely not this way.
He gritted his teeth and scolded the paparazzi who broke the news, and sent a few messages overnight to cry miserably, and he couldn't stop himself from becoming a new round of emoticons.
In the end, I can only do my best to avoid seeing the news on the Internet.
But her bad luck didn't seem to leave her far, no major incidents happened, but small disasters continued. Because she was overwhelmed by bad luck, other people began to keep their distance from her without a trace. The assistant even called for sick leave.
Mo Huan couldn't hold on to it. She asked the agent to secretly inquire whether there were any reliable masters or Taoists, and invited them to drive away evil spirits.
The agent was very helpful, and the next day he invited Zhang Daochang, who was famous in the Imperial Capital.
Because Mo Huan didn't want to say anything, Zhang Daochang didn't wear his compelling outfit this time, and he didn't even bring his apprentice. He appeared in front of Mo Huan in a low-key manner.
After being invited to exorcise evil spirits, the agent said it was vague, so Zhang Daochang naturally wanted to ask what went wrong. He opened his mouth with the attitude of Xianfeng Dao bones, and after a bit of a joke, he motioned to Mo Huan to talk about the situation.
Mo Huan was a little awkward, and said something pickly.
This matter was too slapped, even if she had doubts in her heart, she didn't want to say it so carefully.
Zhang Daochang listened with his posture, and at first he was thinking about how to fool Mo Huan along with the situation, and how much money it would cost for a while. When he heard the words Batian Entertainment, he paused slightly and his heart beat suddenly.
"You mean you started to encounter problems after you cursed Batian Entertainment's Jie E Shui Guan?" Zhang Daochang sensitively asked the key points.
Mo Huan froze for a while, and nodded reluctantly, "Maybe it's just a coincidence in time, this doesn't mean anything..."
Zhang Daochang wanted to turn around and leave.
Coincidentally, a fart, Batian Entertainment's place is so evil, but he has seen ghosts there!
That terrible ghost was forced to overrun in the end!
There must be a powerful existence in Batian Entertainment, regardless of whether this existence is the lower Yuan third-level Jie Eshui official or Feng boss. It is certainly not a problem to pack a few people in that way.
Mo Huan is so declining now, it is obvious that the powerful existence in Batian Entertainment is angry. How cool was the scolding before, but now it is worse. If he intervenes in this matter, the ghost knows if the one in Batian Entertainment will anger him.
Not to mention anything else, Boss Feng grasped his weakness as a liar, and he didn't want to wade in this muddy water at all! Do not want to offend Batian Entertainment!
Daochang Zhang retreated. In Mo Huan’s expectant gaze, he did not even do the rituals of Huyou, perfunctorily persuaded her to worship the Taoist Temple of Jie'er Water Officer, give her a scent and an apology. It is really impossible to donate. A golden body or something.
Mo Huan's face was ugly, she just didn't want to go to the temple, because she was afraid that she would be photographed by the paparazzi before asking the agent to invite Zhang Daochang to come. As a result, I went around the Taoist temple and worshipped the water official!
"Can't you worship others?" Mo Huan asked.
Zhang Daochang thought she was uneasy, and implicitly hinted: "The so-called unwinding of the bell still requires the person to tie the bell. The cause and effect cycle. What you offend is the Emperor Dongyin, the third grade Jie Eshui official of the Yuan Dynasty. He condemned you, so naturally he also needs his old man himself. Solution. What's more, Emperor Dongyin has a high position in Taoism..."
The implication is that it is useless if you worship others.
Not to mention that temples and Taoism are not a system, even if they are the same Taoist system, as one of the three emperors, the emperor of Dongyin has a high position and is compelling to be noble. It is probably useless to worship someone with a lower level than him, and someone with a higher level may not be able to challenge you to Emperor Dongyin.
However, a human being is not a loyal believer, so why should other gods make the water officer upset for you?
Zhang Daochang felt that he had done his best to do his best. After finishing talking about the method, he slipped away after receiving the final payment.
Mo Huan was dubious, but if Daochang Zhang's reputation was particularly well-known in the imperial capital circle, she couldn't help but suspect that this person was a liar.
Inviting to exorcise evil but not even doing rituals is too perfunctory!
The agent also felt that Zhang Daochang's attitude was a bit wrong, and he had even thought more than Mo Huan. I feel that Zhang Daochang's attitude changed after he heard "Batian Entertainment". That attitude is not so much perfunctory as it is not wanting to get involved.
The agent's heart sank, and he said to Mo Huan: "Listen to Zhang Daochang, go bye."
Mo Huan was silent for a while, and finally he disguised himself and went to Baiyun View under the covers.
Baiyun Temple is still a little far away from the imperial capital, it takes more than three hours to drive.
The main worship here is the Jade Emperor, but the Piandian also worships the Three Officials. Incense is prosperous around, not only the pilgrims of the imperial capital, but also many local believers.
Mo Huan deliberately made a disguise and ran, but the day was not chosen, and it happened to happen to the Baiyun Temple practice meeting, where pilgrims gathered.
People squeezed people into the gate, Mo Huan finally found a little Taoist and asked. People watched the master and didn't have time to receive her alone.
The little Taoist priest was very polite and asked if Mo Huan had come to worship the Three Officials, and pointed out the location of the Zhipian Temple.
Generally, pilgrims will go by themselves, worship the incense, and even more sincerely donate some incense money to the incense of merit.
The little Taoist finished pointing his way and left.
Mo Huan's face was not so good, she felt she was left out. She intends to donate a golden body to the water officer. In her opinion, this is a lot of money, and this Baiyun Guan should hold her no matter what. There is no reason to leave people alone!
The agent pulled her to the side hall before she lost her temper.
Mo Huan felt that donating a golden body was the master of Baiyun Temple, but he didn't know that many pilgrims with rich incense are more generous than her. If she really makes trouble, she will only end up being swept out.
Baiyun Temple is full of incense, and the side hall is also very impressive. As soon as you enter the door, you will see three statues of the Three Officials, majestic and sacred.
Offerings are placed on the altar table. The incense sticks on the incense burner in front of the believers are full, some have been burned out, and some are still emitting blue smoke.
Mo Huan glanced at the three statues standing side by side, turned his head and asked the agent: "Which is the water official?"
The agent resisted the urge to roll his eyes. This idiot came to apologize and visit the shrine. Wouldn't he do some homework in advance?
Because there is a Fa conference today, there are not many pilgrims in the temple. There were only two or three people kneeling on the mat and kowtowing incense. Hearing Mo Huan's words, one of the aunts in her fifties turned to look at her, and kindly pointed to her.
"This is Shuiguan Emperor Dongyin."
Mo Huan looked over, and only felt that the mud in front of him looked like colorful flowers, wearing a crown on his head, sitting in a sitting position, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and his majesty was born.
It's just a statue of a clay sculpture. Only when this clay doll is really useful can there be ghosts.
Mo Huan still didn't believe it in her heart. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't try this.
Picking up the incense and lighting it, the incense burned very vigorously in dry weather. She used her mouth to blow the flame on the incense, and she was stopped by the aunt just now.
The aunt is obviously a loyal believer, and she whispered a few words to her, saying that she had done something wrong. The incense is also exquisite, it must not be blown, it must be fanned out.
Mo Huan dealt with a few words impatiently, thinking that as long as the flames are extinguished, there are so many poor things.
She knelt at the altar table with the incense, and saw that there were outsiders there. She didn't feel embarrassed to say a word. She recited the reminder points of the agent as if she was memorizing the text in her heart, which was regarded as an apology to the officer.
After reciting silently, she inserted the incense into the incense burner to finish.
When she got up, she raised her eyes to the clay statue of Shang Shui Guan, which made her hair stand upright.
The colorful clay statue looked at her condescendingly!
The eyes that had been half-open and half-closed glared at themselves at this moment!
"what!"
Mo Huan screamed and stumbled on the ground under his feet.
The agent knelt on the other cushion, paying respect to the Three Officials in a proper manner, and was startled by Mo Huan's cry.
He quickly got up to help her, "Why did you fall?"
Mo Huan shrank into his arms, his lips trembled, "There are ghosts..."
"A ghost?"
The agent is full of black lines. In other places, even if you say hit the ghost, this is in the Taoist Temple. There is the Emperor Sanguan, who dare to come in.
"There is a problem with the clay statue! It is staring at me!"
Mo Huan was terrified.
"Staring at you?"
The agent raised his eyes in wonder, "No, you are dazzled."
Mo Huan took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to look over.
The clay sculpture of the water official still sat on the altar, with low eyebrows and good eyes, as if what she had seen before was an illusion.
Seeing it?
It is probably a matter of angle.
Mo Huan calmed down a bit, knowing that he had made a joke.
There was also a Taoist priest who was in the side hall. He was busy outside before at the puja. I heard that someone had to donate a golden body before they came, but only when I entered the door I saw this scene.
The unsigned Taoist frowned slightly and glanced at Mo Huan without a trace.
Seeing that the Taoist priest came, Mo Huan immediately expressed his intention to donate the golden body to the water officer. She emphatically stated that it doesn't matter if you spend a little more money, just be good.
The Taoist priest did not respond, but instead asked her to wait a while, and went to the divination side to shake a few times.
This Taoist priest is considered the second-in-command in Baiyun Temple. He has been in the market for decades. Although he is not very capable, the settlement is still good.
He shook the lottery and after a few hangs, he tactfully declined Mo Huan's request for a golden body.
Mo Huan's previous unusual behavior, coupled with the signature of the divination, showed that the water official emperor did not appreciate the golden body she donated.
Fearing that he had read it wrong, the Taoist priests even deliberately made a few more divinations.
As a result, the hexagrams showed the same: no need, no permission, no agreement, and a strong spirit.
Mo Huan glared at the Taoist priest in disbelief, and now he didn't even charge any money delivered to the door! ?
She pressed angrily, "Why?"
The Taoist explained a few words euphemistically, but Mo Huan didn't accept it at all.
She said angrily: "Is it because I don't donate too much? Don't be too scornful, you should be content if you can get the money!"
These words made the Taoist's face sink, he didn't want to quarrel with others.
Their Baiyun Temple is not a Taoist temple that sells tickets in tourist areas. Most of the people who can come here are pilgrims and believers. Even if they don’t believe this, they hold an attitude of respect. It is the first time that Taoist priests like this one who came to offer incense to donate their golden bodies and talked a lot.
He ignored Mo Huan, but Mo Huan refused to let the Taoist priest go.
The agent persuaded him with kind words, and he kept making up for it. In terms of the agent's attitude, the Taoist priest's expression eased a little, but he still refused to give Mo Huan a golden body.
Mo Huan was mad, and the pressure accumulated by the recent series of troubles was about to explode.
Suddenly, a voice came in.
"Because you are not sincere, Patriarch will naturally look down upon the golden body you donated."
The sound is clear and crisp, and very familiar.
Mo Huan turned his head and stared at the people at the door of the side hall, his eyes bursting with fire.
Tang, Luo, Xi!
Luo Xi was here to invite the gilded statue of Grand Master Patriarch to go home. Bai Yunguan informed her that the statue was ready. She came over without delay, but as soon as she entered the side hall, she ran into trouble with Mo.
Seeing it with her own eyes at close range, she could perceive Mo Huan's qi in her body very weak, but it did not reach the lowest point. It seems that Master Patriarch still has a sense of measure, which will make Mo Huan very unlucky, but will not endanger his life.
It's just that Mo Huan carries this unlucky BUFF on him, and it will only get worse and worse if he doesn't solve it. At least those ghosts who stay in the world like to play tricks, and those who are disgusted by gods are what ghosts like to play.
The Taoist priest obviously knew Luo Xi and said hello, "Miss Tang, would you please go back today with the statue of Emperor Shuiguan?"
Luo Xi nodded.
The Taoist priest led her to walk in. When passing by Mo Huan, Luo Xi thought for a while, and still said, "You'd better put away those disrespectful thoughts and apologize in a proper manner. The Patriarch sects the sins of the world. It's not just what can't be fooled."
Mo Huan's face became stiff after being taught it in person. While annoyed, he was afraid that Tang Luoxi would reveal his identity.
Because of the commotion just now, some people gathered at the door of the side hall. If one's own identity is called out, then tomorrow's hot searches must be full of malice against oneself.
Mo Huan stopped mentioning the donation of the golden body, suffocating his breath and turned to leave Baiyun Temple, and the agent had no choice but to follow.
It would take more than three hours to return from Baiyun Temple to the Emperor without traffic jams. Mo Huan couldn't get up in the morning. They set off to Baiyun Temple at noon, and it was evening for the return journey. Fortunately, it's not too late, it's just dark.
When they came, they walked at a high speed. When they returned, they didn't know what the agent was thinking. When they drove to the high-speed intersection, they ran away and missed the opportunity to enter the highway.
The agent wanted to turn around and go back to the high speed, but Mo Huan was unwilling.
It's so far out, why waste time looking back. The old road and high-speed time are similar.
The agent thinks about it, so he continues to drive forward.
The old roads have very few cars, and the road conditions cannot be compared with the high speeds, and they are exceptionally quiet.
The car broke down in the middle of the drive, and the sky was completely dark at the moment, it was about eight o'clock.
The agent's mouth twitched, and he felt that he was getting used to this unlucky feeling. He didn't complain, and got out of the car with the toolbox for inspection.
Mo Huan sat in the co-pilot and played with his mobile phone.
After playing for a while, she felt that the agent was too slow, so she looked up and tried to remind her, only to see the agent's pale face.
The agent opened the door stiffly, and suddenly said, "Look ahead, is there a white shadow on the right side of the road?"
Mo Huan was taken aback by him and took a look.
The township road is not wide and there is no lighting.
The sky was dark, and a short distance could be seen clearly by the moonlight and the lights of the car. The pavement is white and there is nothing.
She gave her agent a white look: "Nothing, don't scare yourself!"
The agent's face was still white and seeping. He had just repaired the car, and he saw a white shadow on the right front of the highway from the corner of his eye, as if he was standing alone.
This is an old sparsely populated section of roads, surrounded by barren mountains and ridges, and there are no farmers, so no one can come and go.
Thinking of Mo Huan's recent bad luck, the agent got out of a cold sweat and was so scared that he quickly returned to the car. Even if Mo Huan said there was nothing there, he was still a little scared.
Mo Huan suddenly touched his arm: "Did you feel a bit cold? The temperature in the mountains is low, it's so cold before eight o'clock."
The agent's face was paler, and he squeezed out a trembling voice: "Could it be... a ghost?"
Just as Mo Huan wanted him to stop talking nonsense, he heard movement outside the car. Like a stone on the side of the road being stepped on and kicked, it makes a fine noise.
Suddenly, her face turned pale.
There is nothing outside the car, so how come there is a sudden noise.
The agent drove the car desperately, regretting why he had to accompany Mo Huan on this trip.
Mo Huan thought of the abnormal appearance of the statue of the water official, and felt his arms chill, as if being brushed by something. She yelled out of control: "Quick, drive!"