Chen Jiayan murmured, and I once suspected that I was delusional.
Taoist temple transfer?
Are you taking a Taoist priest with you?
What kind of awesome operation is this?
Chen Jiayan turned to look at me: "Can the Taoist temple be transferred?"
"You've never heard of me." For a moment, I just felt dumbfounded: "Maybe I'm short-sighted?"
For a while, I was a little unsure about this concept of inspiration.
Leaving aside whether Taoism can be transferred, just talking about such a prosperous incense, it shouldn't be reduced to the stage of transfer, right?
Soon, the fortune teller rushed to the mountain gate and held my hand excitedly.
"Little fairy, you are finally here!"
I looked him up and down and slowly pulled my hand back.
"What's your name?"
"The surname is Zhang, Zhang Ben."
I nodded to myself: "Have you done everything I asked you to do?"
"look."
Zhang Ben took out a half-burnt ever-burning lamp from his pocket and handed it to me.
"Little fairy, there is something that I don't quite understand."
I moved the long light back and forth and responded, "You ask."
"This everlasting lamp is, after all, just a candle. Is it possible that it was blown out by the wind?"
I slowly raised my head and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean by that?"
An awkward smile appeared on Zhang Ben's face: "Don't get me wrong."
"I'm just curious."
I pointed to the upper edge of the ever-burning lantern and whispered: "The principle of this shape is to imitate the wind of death."
The wind is a lamp used by the emperor in the past. It is cylindrical and cannot be extinguished by wind or wet by rain.
Together with the horse lanterns from the Republic of China period, they were also made with reference to the Qi Death Wind.
Everlasting lanterns are enshrined in the main hall, and even if there is wind, they cannot be blown out.
"Only when it encounters Yin energy will the ever-bright lamp go out."
I pointed the long-bright lamp at the sun: "Look at what's inside, it's mixed with..."
"Um?"
When I aimed at the sun, I suddenly noticed something strange.
The ever-burning lamp is made of clear oil and soaked in acid vinegar. Under the sunlight, it should look like jade, like jelly.
But this one in my hand is clear at the top and turbid in the middle.
This is lard!
In the few years since Chen Changming eloped with his worn-out shoes, my family was so poor that we were reduced to scum.
I can only eat a bowl of lard rice during the Chinese New Year, so I have a very deep affection for this thing.
You can’t go wrong!
Zhang Ben raised his head and stared at the lamp in my hand, and asked dreamily: "What's in this?"
"Where did this light come from?"
Zhang Ben looked away and responded in a daze: "I just invited him from the Taoist temple."
"It cost me 600 yuan."
"ah?"
The price made me raise my voice: "600?"
"Yes, 666."
Standing at the door of the Taoist temple, I held this ever-burning lamp that mourned my conscience, feeling angry and speechless.
"Should I call Ji Canghai?"
Chen Jiayan said softly to the side, temporarily suppressing my anger.
I looked at her with some confusion: "Why are you looking for Erhai?"
"This Taoist temple was destroyed."
Chen Jiayan's understatement made me widen my eyes.
"Smash the Taoist temple? Are you crazy?"
"You still know not to smash it?" Chen Jiayan rolled her eyes at me: "Then you are still so fierce."
I quickly cleared my throat to cover up my gaffe.
I put the ever-burning lantern in my pocket and whispered, "Take me inside to have a look."
Zhang Ben's expression paused, and he looked at me with a hint of pleading: "Then, what about me..."
"What are you afraid of?"
I took a big step forward and said, "I'll stand here and see who the blind person dares to hit?"
Chen Jiayan strode after her and whispered, "This is not Monan, don't cause trouble."
I immediately stopped and turned to look at her: "You also think I'm nosy?"
"No, I am worried about you."
I bumped my backpack up: "My job was given to me by Master Sanqing. Now these people are using lard to disgust my ancestors. You want me to stare at them?"
However, this is not a group fight, and the fight is not about the number of people and the strength of fists.
Besides, Chen Jiayan is still with me, and if a conflict does break out, I may not take advantage.
Let’s take a look at this matter first and then talk about it!
The further inside I felt, the stranger I felt.
The mountain gate is full of incense, but the door frame of Sanqing Hall is already covered with spider webs, and the futon is covered with a thin layer of ash.
Looking at it like this, not to mention that there are no pilgrims coming to the door, there is probably no one to clean it!
damn it.
Standing in front of the Sanqing statue, I couldn't help but feel resentful.
At this time, a man who looked like a Taoist priest passed by me and slapped his head in a decent manner.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, from the look of the donor, I should be thinking of divination and asking for directions."
