Li Daoxuan had previously separated many incarnations to look for Chang Le, but no trace of Chang Le could be found until the incarnation's mana was exhausted.
When he was talking to Xuanzang just now, the relaxation and ease he showed was all fake, he just didn't want him to worry about himself.
In fact, his first disciple, who was still the emperor's daughter, had an accident and there was no trace of her. This couldn't help but worry him.
Li Daoxuan still cared about and loved the little girl who always made him nectar cakes and smiled happily when he saw him. If something happened to her because of him, he would definitely feel uneasy with his conscience.
This is also the reason why he brought Xiaotian here. Dogs have very sensitive noses and are very good at tracking odors. According to the legend, Erlang Shen’s Xiaotian dog can even track “endlessly in the world and thousands of miles away.” There is no odor in the Three Realms. Can escape its nose!
This dog demon is also called Xiaotian. Although he cannot reach that level, he may still be able to bring clues.
Xiaotian was naturally very concerned about what the immortal master ordered. He ran around the room and sniffed everywhere. After confirming Changle's scent, he walked out of the room and took a deep breath.
In an instant, countless scents exploded in its nasal cavity.
The smell of powder, vegetation, food, feces and urine, foot odor, eunuch's peculiar smell...
vomit!
It opened its mouth and retched, obviously being badly smoked.
A dog's nose has always been sensitive, and after becoming a demon, its sense of smell is greatly improved. If it is the smell of vegetation, even the smell will be amplified countless times in its nose. Under hedging, the stamina can be imagined.
The seemingly magnificent Tai Chi Palace, in Xiaotian's nose, seemed like a big dye vat full of filth.
After a while, Xiao Tian calmed down.
"Woof--vomit, this has so much stamina!"
Xiao Tian was very concerned about it. After becoming a dog demon, in order to avoid being smoked to death, it usually automatically closes part of its sense of smell and will only open it when needed.
"did you find it?"
Li Daoxuan asked.
Xiaotian smiled confidently, wagging his little tail quickly, and said: "Don't worry, Master Immortal, I dare not say anything else. When it comes to smell, absolutely no one can escape my nose!"
It proudly raised its short legs and ran in a certain direction.
"Master Immortal, follow me quickly!"
Li Dao
…
A moment later, one person and one dog had left Chang'an City and arrived at Shenheyuan and Ziwu Town.
Although this place is still within the scope of Chang'an, it is very far away from Chang'an City, and the terrain is relatively remote, and there are not many people there. Compared with the prosperity of Chang'an, it is simply a different world.
Li Daoxuan saw that most of the people here were elderly people or middle-aged people with vicissitudes of life, working in the fields with their children. Young people were rarely seen.
Young adults are often attracted to the prosperous Chang'an, and those with some means will try their best to live in the city. As time goes by, the place will naturally become more and more declining.
The children of the poor have long been in charge. Li Daoxuan saw that some of the children had already gone to work in the fields. Their skinny bodies were wielding sickles that were almost bigger than themselves, cutting weeds in the fields and putting them in bamboo baskets behind them to feed the cattle.
This is not an exception, but the majority. There are many children in other fields.
Unlike later generations, the poorer the ancients were, the more they liked to have children, because the more children they gave birth to, the higher the chance that some of them would live to grow up and become a labor force.
At the age of seven or eight, he already had to learn to work in the fields.
When they saw the gorgeously dressed Li Daoxuan, many children had a look of fear and curiosity in their eyes. They looked very envious when they saw the clothes that were whiter than snow and softer than clouds.
Their own clothes were made of coarse linen, and many of them were ill-fitting and very baggy. They were either those of their brothers or sisters, or their parents' old clothes.
Mo Dao, farmers don't study, and a piece of clothing is passed down to three generations.
"Woof woof, Master Immortal, we are here!"
Xiaotian stopped outside a Taoist temple in the south of Ziwu Town. The place was not big, but there were many people queuing up, and they looked like they were not ordinary people. They were dressed in rich clothes, which formed a sharp contrast with the people in the fields before. .
Obviously these are wealthy people from all over the country and came here specially.
"Qingyun Temple."
Li Daoxuan whispered the name of this Taoist temple, and his heart moved. There must be something magical about this small Taoist temple. Otherwise, how could it attract so many rich people?
Xiaotian sent a message: "Master Immortal, the smell of that little girl has disappeared in this Taoist temple!"
Li Dao
"Brother, Yan Chixia, a scholar from the Imperial College, is here to visit. I see there are so many people here, but what fun is there?"
He greeted a young man in colorful clothes and tried to get some information.
The man didn't want to pay attention at first, but after hearing the word "Guozijian", he thought about it and decided to form a good relationship.
"This Taoist temple is very famous. There is a living god inside who is best at fortune-telling and fortune-telling. Although the hexagrams are a bit expensive, his predictions are thorough and effective. That's why so many people come here to wait. .”
After a pause, he continued: "It's strange to say that this Taoist temple was originally unknown and was said to be in ruins. However, Qingyunzi, the owner of the temple, suddenly had an enlightenment and was taught by immortals. Watch the resurrection from the dead!”
Li Daoxuan's heart moved. The art of divination and fortune-telling was extensive and profound, and there were different branches in it.
For example, Li Chunfeng is good at reading Qi, Yuan Tiangang is good at touching bones, and his uncle Wu Dabao is good at palm reading. The art of fortune telling is also a branch of it, which belongs to the "divination" category of mountain, medicine, fortune, divination, fortune-telling, and mysticism.
If you are not a liar, this industry is very demanding on talent, and it is difficult for people without talent to master it.
For example, Li Daoxuan, his current Taoist skills are sufficient, but if he wants to learn the art of fortune telling and divination, it will probably take a lot of time to get started without cheating.
Therefore, most of the sayings that one has a sudden enlightenment and the sage teaches the Dharma are liars.
Li Daoxuan had a vague hunch that Changle's disappearance might have something to do with Qingyunzi. In order not to alert the enemy, he decided to line up to take a calligraphy test first.
This wait lasted half an hour.
Li Daoxuan finally met Qingyunzi.
The other party had a snow-white beard and was wearing a purple Taoist robe. He really looked like an immortal and had the aura of a master. When he saw the brocade clothes on Li Daoxuan's body and the jade fan in his hand, he smiled slightly.
"This young master, what do you want to do here?"
Li Daoxuan looked at Qingyunzi. Although the other person had a good grasp of his temperament, he still couldn't hide it from his eyes.
This person has only a faint trace of magical power, which is not even in the early stage of inescaping. He can only be regarded as a half-baked charlatan. Let alone fortune-telling, it is difficult to deal with an ordinary evil ghost.
People like this are actually the majority.
Ninety-nine percent of the people in this world have no qualifications for cultivation. Their spirituality is stagnant and their roots are dirty. They practice cultivation with half the effort. If others take one step, they have to take a hundred steps.
This is the case for Qing Yunzi. He has been practicing cultivation all his life, but he is still addicted to wine, sex and wealth. He looks elegant on the outside, but in fact his brain is full of fat and his bones are dirty.
"Count it as a marriage."
Li Daoxuan pretended to be elegant and unrestrained. He spread out his jade fan and fanned his hair like a handsome young man.
Qingyunzi smiled slightly, pointed to the white paper and writing brush on the table, and said: "Then please write any word, sir. It is best to write the first word that comes to mind when you think of marriage."
Li Daoxuan was a little surprised and said: "Why don't you tell me the price first?"
Qingyunzi smiled casually and said: "I am an outsider and don't value money and things very much. The purpose of telling fortunes here is just to repay the favors I owe in the previous life. When the cause and effect is finished, I can tell the fortune." Ascend to the throne and rank among the immortals."
"Last life?"
"Yes, Pindao's previous life was Master Zhang Daoling, the founder of Longhu Mountain. Li Daoxuan, the real person who killed the evil Buddha some time ago, can also be regarded as my disciple and grandson. Now I am reincarnated to practice, and I just wait for my success. You can ascend immediately!"
"Young master, the fact that you are here means that you and Pindao have cause and effect in the past life. Since there is cause and effect, it doesn't matter how much money you have."
Li Daoxuan's expression suddenly became very strange.
Do charlatans dare to say this these days?
This person is well versed in the essence of deception and understands that free things are the most expensive.
Seeing Li Daoxuan's expression, Qingyunzi smiled faintly and was not panicked. He had used this rhetoric many times, and people who came here for the first time generally would not believe it easily.
But when he really figures out the other party's life experience and secrets, the other party will immediately believe it. At that time, he only needs to make up a disaster casually, and the other party will be so frightened that he will spend all his money.
Li Daoxuan didn't say anything. He picked up the brush and wrote one word on the white paper - Qing.
The handwriting is free and elegant, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Qingyunzi smiled and said: "Wait a moment, young master. The method of practicing as a poor Taoist is quite special. You need to go to the secret room alone to measure it. No outsiders are allowed to disturb you, otherwise I am afraid it will bring disaster to the young master."
After that, he took the piece of paper and walked to the secret room at the back, closed and locked the door, and drew a layer of curtains to block out any prying eyes.
Li Daoxuan sneered and silently opened his eyebrows.
…
In the secret room, Qing Yunzi took the piece of paper with the word '青' written on it and came to a wardrobe that looked very old and shabby.
I don’t know what material the wardrobe is made of. There are blood-colored mold spots on it. The shape is very strange, like an upright coffin, tightly wrapped with more than a dozen ink lines.
These ink lines were tied by Qing Yunzi himself and soaked in tea and rice water, which has the effect of suppressing ghosts and warding off evil spirits.
"Dongdong!"
Qingyunzi gently knocked on the closet door.
The next moment, a mind-numbing scene appeared. The closet door was quietly opened. Looking inside, I felt extremely dark and deep, with an inexplicable coldness.
Qingyunzi stuffed the paper in his hand through the slit.
In an instant, suction was generated, and the paper in Qingyunzi's hand was pulled in by some force, as if there was someone hiding in this strange closet.
Then the wardrobe closed tightly.
Qingyunzi breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had cooperated with the ghost in the cabinet many times, he still felt a chill on his back every time he came into contact with it.
Not long after, the wardrobe began to tremble slightly and blood flowed from the gaps.
Qingyunzi was not afraid. He knew that the ghost hidden in the closet was calculating that person's marriage. Blood and shock were normal signs.
He got this wardrobe by chance and found that there was a certain kind of ghost hidden in it, which could calculate yin and yang and predict the future through handwriting. So he used the power of this ghost to make up the lie that he was the reincarnation of a god.
Sure enough, within half a year, he became famous and earned a lot of wealth!
Of course, driving ghosts is not without cost, but compared with the gains, the price is nothing to Qingyunzi.
As time passed, Qingyunzi gradually realized that something was wrong. According to past experience, the ghost in the cabinet at this moment should have calculated the other party's marriage, and then informed him with the word "blood".
But at this moment, the vibrations in the closet were getting louder and louder, and blood was seeping out from underneath, but it was still unable to form writing.
Roar!
A sharp and shrill cry suddenly rang out from the closet. The invisible sound waves cracked the surrounding porcelain bottles, causing Qingyunzi to groan in pain. His eardrums seemed to have been punctured by silver needles, and streams of blood flowed out.
He was frightened and frightened, not knowing what was going on.
When I asked this ghost to tell fortunes before, it would have different reactions for different people, but at most the amplitude of the vibrations was slightly larger and it took a little longer. I had never had such a violent reaction.
It seemed that the words on the paper touched some kind of taboo, causing the ghost in the cabinet to suffer extremely serious backlash.
Katcha!
The wardrobe covered with mold seemed to be overwhelmed, with cracks appearing. What was even weirder was that blood seeped out of the cracks, as if it was not just a cabinet, but a life.
The blood had already covered Qingyunzi's ankles. At this moment, he was in a mess and turned around to escape.
However, with a bang, the closet suddenly opened. The ink thread wrapped around it had no effect at all. A pair of dry and slender blue arms stretched out from the closet, grabbed Qingyunzi's ankles, and quickly pulled him in.
In the blink of an eye, most of Qingyunzi's body was inside. He grabbed the two ends of the closet with his hands and struggled desperately.
"Help!"
he shouted desperately.
It seemed that God heard his cry for help, and a miracle really happened.
The locked door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome young man wearing brocade clothes, a silver crown and a jade fan walked in. His eyes were calm and he took a step forward.
The next moment, the blood under his feet spread out automatically, revealing clean ground.
In the void, a sharp voice sounded faintly. It seemed ferocious, but in fact it revealed a sense of panic and fear.
The wardrobe, which had been stained red with blood, suddenly trembled even more violently.
"help me!
! "
Qingyunzi's hands holding the cupboard door began to tremble, veins popped out, and he could no longer hold on.
Li Daoxuan glanced at him, and then stepped forward.
Whenever his footsteps fall, the blood around him spreads out automatically, like an immortal traveling, protected from all evil, and growing lotuses every step of the way!
Seeing this scene, Qingyunzi didn't know that he had met an expert. He quickly shouted for help to Li Daoxuan.
Li Dao
Qingyunzi was shocked, and then realized that he had met Zhenren Li. He was ashamed but also felt hope in his heart.
"I was wrong. I was a liar. What I said before was all nonsense. Please help me!"
Li Dao
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyunzi finally couldn't hold on any longer and was caught in the closet.
boom! boom!
There was a knocking sound in the closet, but soon the sound became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.
The wardrobe returned to calm again. After swallowing a person, the cracks on it seemed to be much less, and the blood on the ground quickly shrank.
Li Daoxuan looked at it quietly, his expression was indifferent, and a little golden light shone in the sky between his eyebrows.
"Now, I ask and you answer."
