Because of the return of Jin'an and the old Taoist priests, Wu Zang Taoist Temple was noisy for more than ten days. The enthusiasm of the people from the city to come to the Taoist temple to watch the legendary young temple owner who had not yet fully grown his hair gradually subsided.
Because there is another bigger event that has attracted the attention of people across the country, because it is about to celebrate New Year’s Eve and welcome the New Year. There are still a few days until New Year’s Eve, and there are already people on the streets. In the lively New Year atmosphere, people can be seen everywhere busy hanging new lanterns, posting new couplets, and killing pigs and sheep in preparation for the New Year.
There are also many children running happily in the streets and alleys, holding incense sticks and firecrackers. They are like mud monkeys and are running around in the city. If they are not careful, they will blow holes in someone's quilt or knock someone out of a pickle jar. A hole was blown up, giving the adults a headache.
On the roof, Jin An finished swallowing the vibrant morning glow and woke up from his practice. However, he did not get off the roof immediately. Instead, he continued to sit cross-legged on the roof, quietly watching the bustling city, but feeling sad about leaving home. Come to mind.
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can’t see my home even if I look to the end of the world.
Time flies.
So fast.
It’s been two years in the blink of an eye...
He spent the New Year's Eve last year wandering around in the frozen snow-capped mountains of Tubo. This year is his first official Spring Festival...
"Little brother, you have been sitting on the roof for a while. What are you looking at? Come down quickly and eat the fried dough sticks and soy milk while it is hot, otherwise it will get cold early." The old Taoist priest ran to the eaves with soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hand and called Jin We settled down to have breakfast. It was too cold in the winter in the early morning. After shouting, I didn’t forget to take a sip of the soy milk that was so hot that I couldn’t bear to spit out the soy milk.
Jin An withdrew his gaze and glanced at the funny old Taoist priest who was jumping up and down because of his greedy mouth. He put away the sadness on his face and stood up with a smile: "Okay, here we go..."
He jumped off the roof and walked to the kitchen with the old Taoist priest. Huang quickly scooped up the rice porridge from the pot on the stove, took out the steaming soy milk and fried dough sticks from the steamer and handed them to Jin An. Four people gathered around Sit at a table and have breakfast.
Breakfast in the morning is very simple, soy milk, fried dough sticks, rice porridge, and a small plate of pickled vegetables. It is light and light, without the luxurious fish, and it is the breakfast of the day.
Even the deep-fried dough sticks couldn't stop the old Taoist priest from talking. The old Taoist priest talked happily while eating breakfast: "While smelling the smell of firecrackers, gunpowder and sulfur, eating steaming breakfast to warm up the body, this is called the taste of the New Year. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, little brothers, let’s buy some New Year’s goods and post couplets.”
Jin An naturally had no objection, and asked the old Taoist priest and Huang Zinian to discuss what they needed to buy, and then brought Shayang with him.
"Why did you bring the sheep with you?"
The old Taoist priest took a sip of the rice porridge, and then cried bitterly: "I'm afraid that it will hang a sheep's head when it passes by the butcher shop, and it will go crazy and kill the butcher shop owner. The old Taoist priest Huang Donor and I are not strong enough to hold down your sheep, little brother."
Jin An was happy: "If you don't let Shayang help you pull the pallet truck, do you want to go back and forth dozens of times to carry the New Year's goods?"
The old Taoist priest thought it made sense when he heard it, but he still frowned. Jin An smiled and made a suggestion: "You won't go around the mutton shop in advance."
The old Taoist priest suddenly understood, slapped his thigh, and shouted: "Little brother, what you said makes sense, why didn't I think of it?"
Jin An: "..."
Huang Zinian: "..."
Huang: "..."
The silly sheep was lying next to the stove where the charcoal fire was not extinguished, munching carrots while the fire was cooking. He raised his eyes and glanced at Jin An, who was using it as a coolie. He spurted hot air from his nose as if he was not convinced, and then continued to gnaw. He gnawed on the carrot.
"Taoist Master Jin'an and Taoist Chen, do we need to purchase some blank couplets this year and write our own Spring Festival couplets?"
Huang Zinian, who was eating rice porridge mixed with pickles, saw that both of them looked puzzled. After finishing the rice porridge, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and explained: "Every year at the end of the year, people in the city will go to Taoist temples and invite people to the temple. Spring couplets are asked to be posted by the door god on the door or stove to ward off evil spirits and welcome good fortune. Last year, many people who came to offer incense wanted to ask for a pair of Spring couplets to celebrate the New Year. However, at that time, Taoist priest Jin'an and Taoist Master Chen was not in the temple, and my magic skills were still shallow, so I didn’t dare to mislead anyone, so I declined them one by one.”
"Now that everyone knows that Taoist priests Jin'an and Chen are back, there will definitely be many people coming to pray for Spring Festival couplets or blessing words."
The old Taoist priest who loved to join in the fun, his eyes lit up after hearing this, and he immediately rolled up the sleeves of his Taoist robe, excitedly shouting that he was going to have a big fight: "I am not bragging, Taoist. When I traveled around the world, many people were dissatisfied. They go to Taoist temples and don’t go to temples. Instead, they seek out experienced Taoists like me, a wandering Taoist priest on the street, to write for them. Some wealthy people with deep pockets will also seek out experienced Taoists to consecrate magical instruments. You are still young and don’t understand these skills. There are many experienced people here. I'm familiar with it."
Jin'an waved his hand: "Buy it, buy it and let the old Taoist priest write enough. He must write five hundred pairs of Spring Festival couplets in one day. The more, the better. Confucius and Mencius often taught us that 'the master can also benefit the world'. Since you, old Taoist priest, volunteered like this, We must carry this good forward.”
The old Taoist priest immediately wailed: "Little brother, Taoist, I am a human being, not a centipede. I only have one pair of hands. Even if my hand is broken, I still can't write five hundred pairs of Spring Festival couplets in one day!"
Looking at Jin An and the old Taoist priest joking around, Huang Zinian and his wife at the same table also laughed. Since the two came back, the Wu Zang Taoist Temple has become lively again.
In the end, Jin An took the silly sheep and went out with Huang Zinian to buy new year's goods, because since the addition of an old Taoist priest, Wu Zang Taoist Temple has added a new business, interpreting divination for pilgrims, and predicting marriage, fortune, and misfortune. Now Taoist temples cannot do without old Taoist priests.
At the same time, it also gives the old Taoist priest more time to focus on studying how to repair the Luo Geng Jade Plate.
Speaking of Luo Geng's Jade Plate, Jin An couldn't help but miss Mr. Uprising and Senior Zhong. He had been back for so many days, but he had never seen these two people come to him...
Huang Zinian was very diligent in his practice, and he never forgot to ask Jin An for advice on some confusions in his practice. Jin An also developed a love for talents, and told Huang Zinian everything he knew. He gave Huang Zinian careful guidance without hiding anything.
In the days since he came back from Jin'an, Huang Zinian has made rapid progress. A few days of practice are worth the past few months. Because Huang Zinian is kind to the Five Zang Taoist Temple and has made great contributions to the Five Zang Taoist Temple, he is not stingy with Huang Zinian and is devoted to it. For Huang Zinian, he sealed a hundred-year-old blood-tonifying elixir and a hundred-year-old fire-strengthening medicine to help him practice.
On the road of practice, Dharma, wealth, partners, land, virtue, and sincerity are all indispensable. Especially the practice method of Five Zang Taoism is even more difficult. It is five times more difficult and requires five times more elixirs. Without the support of a great religion, it is almost very difficult. It is difficult to achieve great results.
Otherwise, Wu Zang Taoism would not have declined so quickly.
The atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger. On the bustling streets filled with people, the two of them continued to walk and give instructions on how to practice. Suddenly, Jin An paused in his steps and turned to look at a few middle-aged men in the crowd.
The middle-aged men had dark skin, showing a deep sense of vicissitudes of life, and had beards on their faces. They looked like people who had been traveling all year round. They stood in the crowd and pointed in the direction of Jin'an.
Seeing Jin An suddenly turning around to look at them, several middle-aged men were startled and subconsciously dodge their eyes. When they secretly raised their heads again to look at Jin An again, they were stunned. Jin An was holding the sheep. Ann was already standing in front of them.
Jin An: "Do you know me?"
Several people shook their heads quickly.
Jin An pondered: "What's wrong with you?"
Several people still shook their heads.
Jin An: "You look a little panicked?"
Several people still shook their heads.
Jin An frowned.
At this moment, one of the middle-aged men, the oldest and tallest lean man, looked at the frowning Jin An, thinking that the abrupt behavior of the others had made him unhappy, so he said cautiously: "This As a Taoist priest, may I ask which Taoist temple you studied under?"
Jin An: "Taoist Temple of the Five Internal Organs."
The breathing of several middle-aged men became obviously short, and they closed their breaths nervously. After several people looked at each other, the lean man asked nervously: "Does the Taoist priest talk about the Five Zang Taoist Temple...do you have a specific address?"
"Besides us, is there another Five Zang Taoist Temple in Fucheng?" Jin An looked at Huang Zinian beside him this time.
Huang Zinian shook his head.
Jin An is not a slow-responsive person. His heart beat heavily and his voice became urgent and he couldn't wait to ask: "You don't know me, but you know the Wu Zang Taoist Temple and the Wu Zang Taoist robe I am wearing. Have you ever seen me wearing the same robe?" A Taoist wearing a Taoist robe?"
The lean man hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Jin An was overjoyed and couldn't wait to ask again: "Is that Taoist about forty years old, with the Taoist name Yuyang, saying that he studied in the Five Zang Taoist Temple?"
There were too many people and noisy people on the street, not a place to talk, so Jin An found a quieter restaurant nearby, booked a private room, and politely treated a few men to a meal.
During the meal, he finally asked the other party why he kept staring at his Taoist robe. Sure enough, this matter had something to do with the last remaining master uncle Yuyangzi of Wu Zang Taoist Temple!
In the market, people who do business are divided into two types: "sitting merchants". The former are merchants with fixed shops, while the latter are merchants and sellers who do not have fixed stalls and walk around the streets.
The men in front of me are businessmen who travel around all year round. Their job is to resell goods from the north and the south to earn the price difference.
When they saw Uncle Yuyangzi, they had to start from last year. In September last year, in the coastal areas of Jiangnan, there were sharks making waves. A storm that had never been seen in a century broke out on the sea and capsized many ships. Many drowned people washed ashore. I heard that the scene at that time was very scary. A peaceful small fishing village was filled with dead people after waking up one night. The smell of corpses filled the sky. Those who died in a shipwreck were soaked in the sea water until they were no longer human. Some corpses Beads fell out of the eye sockets. Some corpses exploded into bloody pieces when touched, and some corpses were so rotten that their white bones were exposed... Even government officials and gangsters who were used to seeing corpses were arrested when they rushed to the fishing village after receiving the report. The disgusting scene and the stench of the smoldering corpse made me vomit. I vomited to the point of darkness and my legs became weak. I didn’t even have the courage to enter the village, let alone the autopsy and burial.
The government was worried that a plague would break out if so many dead people piled up, so they asked Yizhuang to send people to transport the corpses. They wanted to transport the corpses back to Yizhuang first and let the families of the shipwreck victims come to Yizhuang to identify the bodies. As a result, even the people from Yizhuang came. I vomited on the spot and didn't have the courage to enter the village.
At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a five-color Taoist robe like Jin An happened to pass by. That Taoist priest was also a man of real ability. Such a terrifying and terrifying scene, even the people from Wuzuo and Yizhuang did not dare to approach. The Taoist could approach the corpse without changing his expression.
