"The fragrance is heavy and corresponds to the universe, the fragrance is burning through the gate of heaven, the golden bird rushes like cloud arrows, the jade rabbit shines like a wheel..."
Lu Zhuangyuan, who had one foot on the carriage and one foot drooping, was stuffing tobacco into the tobacco rod when he heard the familiar sound of chanting a mantra and couldn't help but frown.
He followed the sound and saw his youngest son Lu Xiucai by the bonfire, sticking his butt out, holding a stick of incense, reading to a canvas and describing something incessantly.<
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"Hmph! I worship and pray every day, but I'm not even that filial to my own father!"
However, no matter what Lu Zhuangyuan said, Lu Xiucai in the distance was still reciting the general mantra diligently.
"The Southern Star and the Big Dipper are shining all over the sky, the five-colored clouds are noisy, the temple is opened in the Ziwei Palace, the jade girl from Taoyuan invites the gods, the fragrance of the thousands of miles is stretched out to invite, the flying clouds and horses descend, and the three benefactors of this altar are still holy and inanimate.
Dear all..."
After Lu Xiucai recited it diligently three times with gratitude, he burned all the incense in his hand and carefully inserted it into the soil.
He bowed three times to the canvas, and when he put the painting away, the dog lying on the side rubbed his eyes and opened his eyes.
"Xiucai, why are you howling every day? You woke me up early in the morning, and the masters who used to practice the White Lotus Sect didn't see you howling."
Lu Xiucai looked at him with disdain, "After practicing in one sentence, of course I have to practice the two spirit diagrams next, and of course the techniques will be different."
"Although you have the few things that the master gave you to fool around with, you will always be like this for the rest of your life. You can only rely on external things and can no longer make half a step forward. I am different. I am better than before every day.
It won’t be long before I can overtake you!”
Gouwa waved his hand impatiently like a fly, turned around and planned to go back to sleep.
"咿咿~ah~~ah~ah~"
The uneven hoarse sounds of the apprentices in the Lu family class made Gouwa cover his head with a pillow in pain.
In this situation, it was naturally impossible for him to fall asleep. He sat up suddenly with an irritated look on his face and walked towards the stream to wash up.
The weather is gradually getting warmer, and the water in the creek is very cool, making it very comfortable to stand in it.
When Gou Wa came back from his leisurely stroll, Luo Juren's daughter-in-law, Luo Juanhua, had already prepared breakfast. Today's meal was pickled steamed buns with wild vegetables and salted dried radish.
Gouwa, with his eyes slightly closed, ate salted radish and took a sip of steamed buns. He couldn't help but shake his head. "It's far worse than a child's craftsmanship."
Luo Juanhua doesn't like him. After staying together for so long, she has figured out Gou Wa's status in Niuxin Village. The whole thing is just a joke.
"Hey, Mr. Dog, our Lu family class is just food. If you don't like it, then go back."
"Hey, you think I'm happy. Senior Brother Li hasn't been back for so long. If someone from the village hadn't come out to inquire about the news, would I have gone out with you to endure hardships? I didn't have any oil star ideas in the morning. What's going on this day?
Hurry."
"No, didn't you make a lot of money from singing fan operas? Why can't it be used just by making money?" Gou Wa complained while holding the bowl of steamed buns and drinking it.
When Lu Zhuangyuan heard this, he conjured a salted duck egg out of nowhere. He first put the oily duck egg yolk into his three-year-old granddaughter's bowl, and then put the duck protein into the dog's bowl.
In the baby's bowl.
"Master Cao, you must not leave. The Lu family is relying on you and Quanzi to protect you in this chaotic situation. If you go back, I really don't dare to go to Beijing."
Hearing this, Lu Xiucai stood up immediately. "Old Bones! Who the hell are you calling a dog?"
Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Gouwa reluctantly acted as a peacemaker and persuaded them to start a fight.
He was just talking. If Gao Zhijian and Xiaoman knew that they had not even arrived in the capital and ran back halfway, they would have to scold themselves to death.
The simple breakfast ended amidst the noise, and the three carriages from the Lu family began to drive along the dirt road toward Shangjing.
"Go to Beijing, that's the imperial city of Daliang. I heard it's the largest city in the world, and it must be more impressive than Yinling City." Luo Juanhua's eyes were full of longing. She had heard of this place name when she was a child.
, but this name has always existed only in legends.
Following her words, the entire Lu family class suddenly became lively, talking about the exaggerated legends about going to Beijing that they heard from the salesman.
Just when Lu Juren was holding his daughter and walking silently like an old scalper, he saw his father walking beside him.
"Juren, we have made a lot of money here in Daliang. When we get to Beijing, let's ask what the land price is. If we don't owe much, then we can borrow more from the Taoist Master, and then we can live in the largest city in the world.
Buy a theater here!"
Speaking of the word "theater", Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes were almost shining. It can be said that he has lived for these two words in his life.
It used to be an unattainable dream, but now that I have arrived in Daliang, I finally see hope.
"When the theater is built, let's move the ancestral graves here. When that time comes, oh, it will be very beautiful just thinking about it."
Just when Lu Zhuangyuan was looking pretty, Gou Wa on the side came over and said, "Okay, why did you agree so readily when you were in Niuxin Village? It turns out you weren't looking for Senior Brother Li."
"Ahem... Well... I'll look for it, but I think the little Taoist master has great powers, so there's no need to worry about him. You may not be able to help with things that can stump him.
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At this time, Li Huowang was completely like a terrestrial immortal in Lu Zhuangyuan's heart, and he would ascend to immortality in a short time.
"Hey, there's no telling. Maybe he got sick again on the way?"
The group of people walked and talked, but their energy did not last long. As the sun gradually became stronger, everyone was too hot to speak.
When they saw a pond at the end of the village, they were overjoyed and rushed over to wash their faces and drink water.
"Dad, it's hard to find a village here. Let's go to the village and borrow a stove. The sun is so hot today. It's really unbearable to light a fire outside." Luo Juehua, who was wiping her daughter's face, complained to Lu Zhuangyuan.<
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Lu Zhuangyuan thought for a moment and nodded, "Well, don't give me money yet. First, ask if there is any business in the village. If so, you can save a meal."
It was much cooler and they led the carriage towards the village. The village was very big, and many people came out with bowls in their hands, leaning against their own gates and pointing at the Lu family class.
Lu Zhuangyuan did not look for them, but silently looked at the door. If he wanted to have a meal, he must find the richest man in the village. He was an ordinary man with mud legs who dug in the dirt, but he didn't have the spare money to listen to the show.
After walking around for a while, Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes suddenly lit up. Inside a fence, bundles of tobacco leaves were drying.
He asked the old man who was holding a big bamboo tube and smoking a hookah inside: "What's the price of your tobacco leaves? I bought some, and I just ran out."
"What? It's so expensive! Man, I don't want you to cut it, and I don't want you to dry it. I will take care of it myself."
Lu Zhuangyuan worked hard and finally used five copper coins to buy a large handful of tobacco leaves that had just been picked from the ground and were still alive.
"Hehe." Lu Zhuangyuan was happily holding this thing in his hand. With so much tobacco and some chili leaves added to it, he could smoke it for more than half a year if he didn't smoke a little.
"Dad! Dad! There seems to be movement over there, there seems to be the sound of a gong!"
This chapter has been completed!