The tea-picking show on the stage was reaching its climax at this time. The clown father-in-law sometimes walked in a circle around the actress, and sometimes crawled all over the stage with a bench on his back, making the onlookers laugh. The actress who played the third lady was even more remarkable. She not only had a graceful figure, eyes full of eyes, but also had an extremely clear singing voice. The flower handkerchief in her hand was flying up and down, like a butterfly dancing on the stage. As soon as Hua Dan opened her mouth, the villagers couldn't stop shouting, and the bankers who had some spare money also threw copper coins on the stage. Every time a copper coin fell to the ground, the coquettish girl would cast a flirtatious glance in that direction, with a coquettish look, which attracted even more cheers.
Jinzhu knew that the performance was "The Third Lady Plays with the Young Master", which tells the story of the romantic widow Third Lady playing with the lecherous young father-in-law. She only got up at this time, and her singing was quite decent, but she was just singing in a coquettish way. Late at night, all kinds of lyrics and erotic songs were played. If the number of copper coins thrown on the stage was enough, not to mention winking, a bolder "performance" would also be possible. Sometimes, while the performance is going on, the roles will be changed, and no matter where they go, this is something that the villagers and villagers like to hear about.
Therefore, after the watch, the women and children went back one after another. Those who were strict in discipline at home had to call back even the unmarried young people, so as not to see the "god not guarding the house".
The Golden Pig doesn't care about "coquettishness" and just looks for his family in the crowd. Lijiawei is where the ancestral temples of the Li surname are located in several nearby villages. The social opera held every year is the largest, so every time it attracts villagers from all over the area to come early to watch the opera. At this time, the stage was already surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. The nearby trees and earth-enclosed buildings were also full of people. He was afraid that there would be too many people and that something might happen to his mother and wife.
The crowd was squeezing back and forth, but within a moment they were sweating profusely. After a circle, there was still no trace. Could it be that they had gone back? While he was hesitating, he heard Lianniang calling his name. By the sound of his voice, he could tell that his wife and mother were on the outside of the crowd, almost on the platform of Tugu Temple. Lianniang looked at her and shouted repeatedly, while waving the handkerchief in her hand.
As soon as Golden Pig squeezed in front of Lien Niang and her mother, before she could ask, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Oh! Huang Xiangu has shown her magical powers~"
Everyone followed what the man was pointing and looked into the sky, and it was the big star that was emitting a wisp of red light. This time I paid attention, and after looking carefully for a while, I discovered that there was a shadowy figure there, three or four feet tall, holding a lantern in his hand. What I thought was starlight was the candlelight in the lantern. The man was holding a lantern, and the clouds and mist were floating in the air. Suddenly, the lantern seemed to be red. If this wasn't Huang Xiangu, who else could it be?
Huang Xiangu responded to all requests, and her name had spread all over the country. Immediately, people knelt down and worshiped in the courtyard. Some people started to kneel down, and others also knelt down and chanted: "Huang Xiangu has shown her magical power. Huang Xiangu has shown her magical power." Showing off his magical powers." Even the troupe on the stage stopped performing, and the vendors stopped selling, and all knelt down to worship him.
Jinzhu felt someone tugging on his hem, and looked down to see Lianniang supporting his mother to kneel to the ground with one hand, and grabbing the hem of his clothes with the other. The golden pig had no choice but to kneel down, and while bowing, he secretly glanced at Huang Xiangu in mid-air.
But they saw Huang Xiangu riding on a cloud, looking down at the villagers and villagers who were kneeling on the ground in mid-air, and did not open her mouth to teach the Dharma. After a while, another fire point suddenly lit up in front of the lantern. After a while, it burned into a line of fire and hit the ground. This change caused an uproar among the people kneeling down below, and someone was heard murmuring loudly: "Samadhi is true fire! Samadhi is true fire!" Everyone exchanged buzzingly: "It is really Samadhi true fire, Huang Xiangu's magical powers are powerful."
As he watched, the line of fire reached the foot of a small hill outside the village, followed by a fire there. Everyone stood up and rushed towards the place where the fire started. When I got closer, I discovered that this was an unknown temple that had been in disrepair for a long time. The people who arrived earlier had put out the fire in time. They only burned down some curtains and window edges. Knocked to the ground.
Some people were rummaging through the temple looking for something, regardless of the lingering warmth in the room. After a while, he used a rag to hold up a smoky object, and shouted: "Come and see, come and see, what is this?" As he said, he used the rag to hold it up. After wiping the object with a cloth, everyone saw clearly that the object was an iron tower made of pig iron, about a foot high. The man held the iron tower in his hand and looked at it over and over.
Then he shouted: "There are words on it, there are words on it!" When everyone heard that there were words on the iron tower, they couldn't help but become more curious, and they all took a few steps forward.
The second brother of the Eight Immortals Society, Ma Jin, who was fighting the fire next to him, seemed to be literate. He took the iron tower, looked at it a few times by the light of the torch, and then read loudly: "Li Guangyuan, Li Guangyuan, the Jade Emperor sent you to control the four directions." I will give you the pagoda as a command, and I will grant you the title of Li Tianwang. Anyone who doesn’t listen to you will be killed and beheaded."
Someone in the crowd started talking:
"It must be that Mr. Li led everyone to set up an altar in Zhuangzi to catch Kun Yao. The Jade Emperor saw that he dared to do it, so he sealed him."
"Since the Jade Emperor has made the decree, it seems that it will be done. Uncle Li also made him a god - doesn't this mean he is named the "Tota Li Tianwang"? "
"If this is the case, we just have to follow the uncle and work hard from now on, and we will definitely be rewarded."
"This iron tower is a treasure given to the clan leader by the Jade Emperor. Let's send it to the clan leader as soon as possible."
Everyone nodded, surrounded Ma Jin, who was holding the iron tower, and returned to Li Guangyuan's courtyard. Ma Jin raised the iron tower over the top, knelt down at the door of Li's house, and shouted loudly: "King Li, King Li, the Jade Emperor has sent you the Demon Suppressing Tower! King Li, come out quickly to collect the pagoda."
Everyone also knelt down and worshiped behind Ma Jin, and loudly echoed: "King Li Tian, collect the pagoda!"
Golden Pig was also kneeling in the crowd. He was so frightened by these miracles that he couldn't help but shout with everyone: "King Li Tian, collect the pagoda!"
Not long after, Li Tianwang Li Guangyuan came out surrounded by a group of people. There was still a little confusion on his face. A few days ago, Huang Xiangu told him when she showed him his face that there was some immortal energy between his eyebrows, and it only took a chance to achieve enlightenment. He also told him many stories about the Eight Immortals, saying that this opportunity was the most wonderful. In short, as long as you do more good deeds and do things approved by the gods, you will definitely have an opportunity. He didn't expect that this opportunity would come so quickly. Looking at the villagers kneeling in front of him, he suddenly felt like his destiny was in me. He suddenly had endless strength in his body, as if he was back to where he was just now. Ji Xiuguan was just imagining that he had succeeded the clan leader named Li and scolded Fang Qiu.
Li Guangyuan took the iron tower presented by Ma Jin and held it up to his chest. In an instant, the climax of the Li family's social drama bloomed in front of the main entrance of Li's house.
This scene in Lijiawei soon spread throughout the nearby villages and markets, and even the county town heard about it. People in nearby villages were encouraged by the magic sticks walking everywhere, and they flocked to Lijiawei to "worship the gods."
The small temple where the Iron Pagoda was "discovered" has now been renovated, and Li Guangyuan's Iron Pagoda is enshrined in it. Because there are people everywhere secretly fanning and bewitching people, countless people go to offer incense every day, and there is no time to clean the ashes in the incense burner, and the smoke is lingering every day. , so lively. As for the merit box, it is filled to the brim with offerings of money every day. The food, snacks, flowers and fruits, cloth, silk and satin for worship were piled up on both sides of the small temple.
The Li family also set up a pergola under a tree next to the small temple and built an earthen stove to provide meals and "miraculous medicine" to those who came to worship the gods. For a time, the news that Li Guangyuan was an "immortal" descended to earth spread like wildfire, and the world was noisy.
It was looking like it was going to rain. While gathering the vegetable leaves, Lien Niang secretly watched her men and group members build a shed together. More and more pilgrims came, and the original shed was not enough, so a new one had to be built.
Now that a man has joined the Eight Immortals Society, he does not need to travel far. He only needs to practice for half a day every day. If he does some other chores, he will be rewarded. If he does some extra chores, he will be rewarded. This is much easier than going to Xiaoyao Market to work part-time.
The golden pig became a member of the regiment, and even the lotus lady also benefited. Because there were so many pilgrims, the manager assigned Lien Niang to help cook in the temple. Although she was not paid, she had free meals. After cleaning up at night, she could share some leftovers, which also provided for her mother-in-law's meals. Every month Can save a lot of money chewing grain. She secretly calculated that she would be able to save some more money in a few months.
Since she helped cook on the stove, even Huang Xiangu was a little polite to her, and she didn't even need money to continue practicing. This is another dollar spent less! Lianniang is very happy these days - this is the best day since she married the golden pig. Now she only prays for Huang
It would be great if the fairy aunt could always live in Lijiawei, and the patriarch's family would always take the lead in running the Eight Immortals Association! It’s just that men are too stubborn. Lien Niang has repeatedly persuaded men to pay homage to Huang Xiangu and ask for a peace charm. After all, he is either a sword or a gun every day. It is better to be safe with a charm from Huang Xiangu. Who knows that men are like "hum" and " "Ha" he said yes and then turned around and forgot about it. He said he was too much and just stared with a dark face to scare people. I don't know how Huang Xiangu offended him.
Lianniang thought that as long as she was pregnant, the inexplicable enmity between her man and Huang Xiangu would be understood. After all, the man would have to repay the gift to Huang Xiangu. But now that she has drunk the talisman water, Huang Xiangu did not dare to delay in teaching her the skills, but her belly showed no improvement. Once she secretly asked the women in Zhuangzi who practiced the Dharma to conceive with her, and they all advised her not to rush the matter: sincerity will lead to success, and the opportunity will come when the time comes.
