"Is there no rule of law?" Chen Luo asked.
Wei Yan nodded: "Yes! The Taoist sect cultivates Yang Shen, specializes in souls, and has great restraint on ghosts. The Buddhist state established the Buddhist state of reincarnation, which allows ghosts to reincarnate; even my Confucian sect, under the awe-inspiring righteousness, ghosts and gods can change things."
Chen Luo pouted: "I don't know anything else. The Confucian sect's awe-inspiring righteousness can only protect itself, but it cannot protect others. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been harmed by evil spirits before."
Wei Yan smiled awkwardly: "If it could really be cured, how could it be called a ghost disaster?"
"The Taoist sect can overcome ghosts, but it will cause resentment in one's own soul, which requires effort to wash away. Those people in the Taoist sect call themselves gods, and just killing a few ghosts is a gift. How can they really regard this as their mission? Come and do it!”
"Buddhism has a Buddhist kingdom, but it only opens up a territory in the underworld, where souls can continuously cycle and be reincarnated. Once you enter the Buddhist kingdom, you become a slave of the master of the Buddhist kingdom, and you will never be free forever! It is simply treating the symptoms but not the root cause."
"As for our Confucian sect, as my little friend said, we are more than capable of protecting ourselves, but not enough to protect others. Only after cultivating the magical power 'Junzi's Ze' can we transfer our righteousness to protect others."
"In addition, the luck of the dynasty can also protect the people of the dynasty. Now that our Daxuan is at its peak, it is rare for ghosts and monsters to harm people."
Speaking of this, Wei Yan glanced sideways at Chen Luo: "What happened to you was caused by the tiger demon and is not included in this list."
Chen Luo touched his nose and asked Wei Yan to continue.
"It's just that protecting the people consumes a lot of luck. Therefore, once a natural disaster occurs in a dynasty and the luck shifts, the people will encounter more weird things."
Chen Luo roughly understood what Wei Yan meant, but another question popped up, and he couldn't help but ask: "Why did senior suddenly say so much to me? Is it related to Zhong Kui?"
Wei Yan nodded: "What I said just now requires at least an official of fifth rank or above or a great scholar to know. Tongchen is only seventh rank after all, and he didn't notice the special features of Zhong Kui's literary friend."
After Wei Yan finished speaking, he looked at Zhong Kui again: "The book spirit is the manifestation of the will of heaven, and naturally carries the power of heaven. I don't have the talent of reading, but I can condense Zhong Kui's book spirit. Do you know what this means? What?"
Chen Luo shook his head. At that time, he wrote "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui" just to deal with the evil spirits. How could he have thought of so many things.
Wei Yan's face showed a look of joy: "This means that ordinary people can also recite the elegant article written by Zhong Kui! It means that ordinary people can also rely on reciting the article written by my friend to ward off ghosts and protect themselves. ! It also means that my Daxuan’s energy consumption will be greatly reduced, and Daxuan’s energy will be greatly improved!"
"My little friend, you have benefited the people and contributed to the country!" Wei Yan finally sighed.
…
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Zhong Kui. Zhong Kui's ferocious eyes also looked at Chen Luo innocently. The two of them were having a deep communication in their hearts.
"Old Zhong, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"
"Lord, even a certain family doesn't know!"
"Is what he said true? In that case, will there be many versions of you?"
"I don't know about a certain family. But a certain family will follow the master forever!"
Chen Luo hung up the spiritual connection and asked: "Senior, if others read that article, would they also condense a new Zhong Kui?"
Wei Yan waved his hand: "The book spirit will only condense at the moment the article comes out. No matter how much others read it, it will only condense a shadow of power. It will not have the same sanity as your book spirit!"
"Of course, you will also benefit from it. If this method is popularized all over the world and everyone recites it, not only the court, but also the luck of the dynasty will be rewarded. Maybe..."
Wei Yan suddenly showed a narrow-minded look and said seductively: "There was once a person who made great contributions, and was filled with luck. He lived for two decades, was rich and noble, had a wife and concubines as beautiful as the harem, and was able to enter the palace at the age of 100. The bridal chamber.”
"Is there such a good thing?" Chen Luo was surprised, "I agree!"
The main purpose is to do something for the people of Li, not to pursue a pear tree that overwhelms the begonias!
…
High in the sky, in the county government office.
Cai Tongchen moved his chair to the open space in front of the county government office, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand. While sipping the tea, he looked up at the sky, the blue light in his eyes flashing continuously.
Master Li walked in with a jug of wine and said: "Sir, I have long heard that Academician Wei likes the things in the cup. This is the thirty-year-old new spring brew that I have treasured. How about..."
When Master Li said something in general, he saw Cai Tongchen's weird posture, stepped forward, and looked up.
"Sir, what are you looking at?"
"look by youself!"
Master Li immediately circulated Haoran's righteousness, filled his eyes, and raised his head. The sight in front of him made his mouth wide open in shock.
"Then...that's Mr. Chen, the head of the family. Why is he in Mr. Wei's ancient car?"
"Haha. How could I know? I have been following my mentor for twenty years, and I have never been in the same car with him!"
"Sir, look, Grand Scholar Wei is smiling so happily! What exactly did Patriarch Chen say?"
"Haha. How did I know? I have been following my mentor for twenty years, and I have never seen my mentor so happy!"
"Sir, how do you, Grand Scholar Wei, salute the head of the Chen family?"
"Haha. How did I know? I have been following my mentor for twenty years, and I have never seen my mentor be so polite!"
Master Li suddenly felt that there was something wrong with Cai Tongchen's tone. He glanced at Cai Tongchen's aura of righteousness, which was almost green as his skull. He took a deep breath and said, "I remembered that I still have some trivial matters, so I will go and deal with them now. I will leave now!"
"Wait a minute!" Cai Tongchen came back to his senses, looked at Master Li who was about to leave, and asked, "What is that in your hand?"
"Nothing, nothing, just thirty-year old jealousy!"
"It turns out it's old vinegar. I told you why the yard smells like vinegar. You should go ahead."
Master Li ran out of the county office as if he had received an amnesty. Cai Tongchen continued to look up at the sky...
…
"Just over 200 words?" Wei Yan looked at Chen Luo in surprise, "How can he condense such an extraordinary book spirit?"
Chen Luo nodded: "I call it "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui". It is indeed only about 200 words."
Wei Yan waved his sleeves, and a small desk suddenly appeared on top of the ancient car. On the desk were the Four Treasures of the Study.
"Please give me a little friend!"
Chen Luo reached out and picked up the brush. Wei Yan naturally stood aside and started sharpening the ink.
Unknown to the two of them, this scene fell into the eyes of the two people below who were always paying attention——
Cai Tongchen: "My teacher actually made ink himself? This... this... I have followed my teacher for twenty years, and he has never made ink for me... Bah, how dare I let my teacher make ink for me! Chen Luo, you are so brave!"
On the other side, Master Li almost dropped the wine jar in his hand.
"A great scholar studying ink? This is Little Patriarch Chen, no, it's Patriarch Chen. What is his identity? What on earth is he trying to write? Is it an imperial edict? Bah... I'm thinking too much, I'm thinking too much..."
Chen Luo quickly completed a "Short Biography of Zhong Kui". Wei Yan squeezed Chen Luo away, read through it carefully, and then sighed: "There is no classic meaning, no subtle meaning, and the whole article is described in white, telling the story of Zhong Kui's life, but it is also a weird and legendary story. I have never seen such an article! How wonderful. , But, little friend, I have a question."
"Senior, please tell me..."
"In your article, you mentioned the Tang Dynasty. Which dynasty was it? And who is this painting saint Wu Daozi? He can exorcise ghosts and subjugate demons with just one painting?"
"This..." A drop of sweat slipped from Chen Luo's forehead.
