I compared it repeatedly and found that the word "fly" written on the tortoise shell should be "fly".
Uncle Chen's turtle shell appeared here inexplicably, with the word "appear" on it.
Taking away the physical body and leaving the outer armor is the symbol of ascension!
Whether it is a human being or an animal, mortal things will inevitably be left behind when one attains enlightenment.
The thing left behind is a resounding divine object!
When Zhang Bairen ascended, he left behind a fan for lighting fires, and Lu Chunyang left behind a Qingluo gown.
The big tortoise left its shell behind, probably as a way of thanking me for saving my life.
But why didn't he leave me a word?
Forget it, if he really ascends, then he is a completely righteous god, so he should naturally avoid meeting him.
If you think about it carefully, this life is worth it.
Since ancient times, there have been only a few people who can turn old turtles into immortals with their own hands.
As for this tortoise shell, I am not going to dig it out. Since it came from here, it should stay here.
The next day, before I even got up, the sound of a cloud board rang first.
This is equivalent to a unique alarm clock for Taoists. Whether it is morning or evening classes or daily routine, it follows the instructions of the cloud board.
However, I did not arrange this in advance.
I quickly got up from the bed, and the first thing I saw was Tianlei's muscular figure.
He held the cloud boards in one hand and kept banging on them.
I held the pergola with one hand and asked, "Who asked me to knock?"
Seeing me coming out, he quickly jumped down from the steps: "I just thought of it suddenly and didn't have time to discuss it with you."
I smiled and nodded: "Very good, you did nothing wrong."
"But..." I changed the topic and leaned into his ear: "In the future, you still have to say hello to me for this kind of thing, otherwise I will be confused."
"Yes, yes, it's *** rate."
He got into the role very quickly, and there was nothing wrong with what he did, and there was nothing wrong with him even giving a few compliments.
However, it is not advisable to make one's own decisions. If this continues for a long time, he may do something impulsive when his mind gets hot.
By that time, it would have ended badly.
"You guys do your morning classes as usual, and after that, let's go out."
"Where to go?"
"You'll know in a minute."
Jing'an took people to the Chanting Hall, while Tianlei took the people from Yanwu Hall to practice in the open space.
The empty Taoist temple finally gained some popularity.
After finishing morning lessons, Tianlei ran over excitedly: "What are your orders, Master?"
"It's just the two of us, what do you call the leader?"
I shook the car keys at him and said, "Come to Wangzhuang with me."
"By the way, call Wuwen too."
After getting in the car, Tianlei sat in the passenger seat and Wuwen sat behind him without saying a word.
"Why are we going to the village so quietly?"
Finally, Tianlei couldn't help but wonder and asked the first sentence.
I chuckled: "It's because of Wangzhuang that Hui'an came to trouble me."
"Specifically, it refers to..."
When I talk about this, I feel helpless: "The crops in Wangzhuang are yellowing, and they say it has something to do with me."
Tianlei, a somewhat frightened man, even understood the clue: "You can't hit these eight poles."
"Yes, I am even more unjust than Dou E."
Tianlei thought for a moment: "Since it has nothing to do with you, why do you still care? They can't make any waves anyway."
"Never underestimate anyone."
I smiled and glanced at him: "He can't defeat me in front of me, but what if he does tricks behind my back?"
"If nothing else, if you throw some shit at the door every three days, we won't be able to bear it."
While he was talking, the car had already arrived at the entrance of Wangzhuang.
From a few hundred meters away, you can see patches of golden crops. However, they are not golden like a harvest, but yellow and black in decay.
Tianlei shook his head and smacked Yahuazi: "You seem to be sick? How else can you die in pieces?"
"You know crops?"
"There is a vegetable field behind Chenliu Palace. During spring plowing and autumn harvest, we all go to work and learn a little bit about it."
While he was talking, he had already torn off a few strands of yellow leaves, put them in his palm and gently grasped them, and they turned into dregs in an instant.
"It seems, it's not a disease."
He shook the debris from his hands and turned to look at me: "Even if the crops are sick, the leaves will not wither so quickly."
"In this season, there is quite a lot of rain. No matter how dry it is, there will still be moisture in the leaves."
Tianlei raised his eyes and looked around for a moment, then said softly: "Let's go inside and take a look."
