The night is deep, and the donkeys covered in pitch black are cruising around like ghosts in the night.
It jumped over the courtyard wall, which was about ten feet high.
The huge hard hooves stepped on the green bricks and made almost no sound. It controlled the force, especially the four hoofed feet. It had long been able to move and retract freely, but it usually had no chance to show off.
It has newly accepted the task of looking after the house and the home given to it by the viewer, and it must perform its duties well.
The autumn cold was heavy with dew, and after the banging of the bang at the fifth watch, the black donkey with wet hair muttered to himself.
After patrolling all night, not to mention the robbers and thieves who had been running around like little ghosts on the road in the past few days did not come tonight. It was deeply disappointed and turned back to the open donkey stable to stand and take a nap.
Zhang Wenfeng got up on time at 3:30, a habit he had developed naturally over the years.
After washing and tidying up, he walked out of the backyard door. In the kitchen on the right, the oil lamp was like a bean. The lame man was busy kneading dough and preparing breakfast. Zhang Wenfeng had a slight smile on his lips and walked up the steps to the main hall. The second senior brother was wiping the magic weapon and making a sound. After greeting each other, the two of them cooperated tacitly and made preparations before morning class separately.
When the sound of chanting sutras spread like singing and chanting, the black donkey appeared on the right side of the platform under the steps of the main hall.
Its eyes were blurry, and it was fascinated by the sound. It still smelled familiar.
The lame man went out to pick a few green vegetables and garlic from the vegetable field. He walked around the field and suddenly saw the black donkey standing on a high place through the stone railings in the faint morning light. The black donkey is a donkey that should live peacefully in the barn.
"Donkey Day, why did you run out?"
The lame man quickly went up the steps to catch it. He suddenly slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "I forgot that Brother Feng said hello last night and tied the rope for you, saying that you are spiritual. You are a donkey, all dressed in black. From now on, don’t stand in a dark place to scare me.”
A slap on the donkey's head was a punishment for the stupid and scary donkey.
The black donkey was not bothered by the old lame man's interruption of his enjoyment. He rubbed his head against the lame man who was turning around, and silently replied in donkey language: "You old man with a donkey day, who told you to walk with only follicles and no eyes?"
Almost all the curse words in it were learned from the mouths of cripples who had traveled through the world.
Turning back, it continued to listen to the sound of chanting sutras coming from the main hall, and half-squinted its eyes in contentment.
It feels so good to be able to listen to the scriptures freely without having to tie the rope.
After finishing morning lessons, Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the main hall with the scent of incense all over his body. He saw the back of a donkey going down the mountain slowly and leisurely, with fresh dewdrops on its hair, rolling off as the donkey walked.
The mist in the morning breeze flows slowly like a veil.
The fragrance of grass and trees smells good in the wind.
After eating a simple breakfast, Zhang Wenfeng set off in no hurry. He read "A Brief Analysis of Yuan Qi's Wood-Cultivating Talisman" for half an hour. When the sun rose and the fog began to dissipate, he put on a bamboo hat and a green sword around his waist, and started fighting with his second senior brother. Say hello and drift down the mountain.
Before he figured out the problem of evil spirits in the donkey, he felt that it was better not to ride a donkey to show off in the city.
It was still early when he walked into the Daolu branch. Zhang Wenfeng tied his bamboo hat behind his back and walked through the corridor. At the corner at the end, he met Yun Qiuhe, who was dressed neatly in a green shirt.
"Good luck, fellow Daoist Yun!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are here very early. Please come this way. The master of the hospital is in the public room."
Facing the young viewer who seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance, Yun Qiuhe had no choice but to call him "fellow Taoist". She actually didn't like this kind of formal politeness.
Acquaintances should call each other by their first names, or "senior brother" or "junior sister" to bring them closer to each other.
The two walked side by side in silence. Fortunately, it was not far away and they would arrive in a short time, which broke the delicate awkward situation between the two. Yun Qiuhe couldn't find a suitable topic to chat about, while Zhang Wenfeng kept his eyes straight and didn't want to talk too much.
In the spacious hall, Wu Qianping sat behind the desk, reading and signing numerous files.
Fu Gujing and the man surnamed Shen were making tea and laughing softly on the coffee table. In the room, the man surnamed Shen was not wearing the girly short gauze hat, and he looked quite handsome.
After greeting each other, Wu Qianping extended his hand to indicate that they should sit down and drink tea first, and wait for him to finish talking about the matter at hand.
Seeing the man surnamed Shen still sitting and slowly sipping tea, Fu Gujing smiled and introduced the two of them: "This is the monk Shen Shen of Dengtian Tower, who is from the same sect as Master Wu." He also briefly introduced Zhang Wenfeng.
Sitting there, Shen Shen stood up and exchanged a few polite words with Zhang Guanzhu, who was cupping his fists and saluting.
Yun Qiuhe moved a stool and sat next to Fu Gujing, staying away from Shen Shen. If Zhang Guanzhu hadn't come, she would have been too lazy to sit down and drink tea. She would have gone back to the quiet room to practice. Even painting would be much more useful than wasting time here. .
She didn't like the cryptic look that Shen Shen glanced at her.
There is no reason, if you don’t like it, you just don’t like it, a woman’s intuition.
Fu Gujing saw that something was not right in the atmosphere, so she chatted with Zhang Guanzhu, who was sipping tea, about the follow-up to yesterday's annihilation of the thieves in Jiming Mountain.
"The four leading evil thieves were originally big thieves in the world. One of them was called the 'Four Secrets of the Black Abyss'. They were responsible for many murders. They were cruel and cunning, and their whereabouts were elusive. The government had not succeeded in arresting them for more than ten years. Suddenly eight years ago, They disappeared and were interrogated yesterday, only to find out that they had acquired two evil scriptures in an uninhabited Taoist temple deep in the mountains and forests."
"They used various evil methods such as collecting tonics, refining souls, human elixirs, etc. to cultivate and enter the realm of energy. They also used many evil methods to quickly improve their cultivation and refine evil ghosts, zombies, etc. In just three years Before, they murdered the only ascetic monk in Shengzhi Temple by colluding with a traitor and pressing the bed with a paper talisman."
"At that time, the Daolu branch sent people to check, but there were no Huaqi Realm monks, and no flaws could be found. The conclusion was that 'the disease developed at night and died suddenly.' The four Dao thieves let the inner thieves They made a grand application to occupy the Shengzhi Temple, and later used the same method to occupy two Taoist temples in remote areas of Xiahe County and Qianyan County."
"When they have a stronghold, they use evil methods to control people and develop their power in a short period of time, which makes it easier for them to refine more zombies and ghosts, strengthen their power, and find resources and materials for cultivation."
When Zhang Wenfeng heard this, he understood why the traitor chose him to attack.
Apart from him, the temple master, there are only two servants in Xianling Temple who are not even Taoist priests.
After killing him without him realizing it, he used a paper talisman to press it on the bed to collect his soul. The Daolu Branch sent two Taoist priests to check, and they were sure to find no flaws. Lu Jinzhong then used the name of a disciple at the foot of the mountain to report to Daolu. The branch applied to take over the Immortal Spirit Temple.
To put it bluntly, it's that simple, there's no complicated inside story.
He thought too much and thought that the secret inheritance of the Taoist temple was leaked and attracted covetous attention.
As long as the secrets weren't leaked, he wouldn't have to worry too much.
Wu Qianping finished his work, pulled a black rope by the wall, summoned a gray-robed Taoist priest, classified the files into categories, and sent the gray-robed Taoist to take a stack of files to handle.
He walked over and pressed his hands on the people who were about to get up, saying you're welcome.
After Wu Qianping sat down, he took the newly poured cup of tea from Fu Gujing, drank it in one gulp, and said to Guanzhu Zhang, "There is one more thing I need your help with."
Zhang Wenfeng sat upright and said with a smile: "Master Wu, if you have anything to do, please feel free to assign me."
He used "assignment", not instructions.
Wu Qianping didn't hold back and said directly: "Yesterday, Lao Fu and Junior Sister Yun sent news to Xiahe County and Qianyan County Daolu Branch respectively. Xiahe County was still a step slower and killed more than a dozen small miscellaneous fish in a remote Taoist temple. The remaining thief from the Black Abyss Four Jue, named Luan Tingsan, has been convinced and escaped with two of his cronies before he could be found."
"So, I would like you to draw a portrait of Luan Tingsan based on the dictation of a few thieves, so that people can recognize it at a glance. I wonder if Brother Zhang can do it? The portrait on the sea fishing documents left by the previous government is too It doesn’t look like it anymore, even Luan Tingsan wouldn’t be able to recognize it if he saw it.”
Wu Qianping told a cold joke in the last sentence.
It made several people laugh in agreement.
