The Xianjiqiao Brigade's major construction project is in full swing. They are building reservoirs, canals, and schools. It's really one thing every day. It makes all the veterans panic. The world is becoming increasingly unclear.
The old man felt like a small boat in the stormy sea. He might have capsized accidentally that day.
The old Taoist is also worried that when he is old, Chang Xing will not be able to guard the ruined temple of the ancestors all his life like himself. Chang Xing will have to beg for a mother-in-law and raise children in the future. The world is different, no matter how good Chang Xing's talent is
, what I learned will not be used in the future. The old Taoist thought about it, the tomb that he feared like a tiger was destroyed in half a day. In the future, no matter how powerful the Taoism is, will it be able to defeat those guns? The old Taoist started for the first time
He looked confused about the future.
In the Taoist sect of Lao Dao, you ask the Patriarch to draw the Patriarch's Mighty Spirit Talisman. After joining the sect, you need to draw the talisman and practice the Water Standing Kung Fu. A total of seven, seven and forty-nine days is considered to have laid a foundation, and the practice has crossed the threshold. In the future, you can practice more Taoist practices.
It all depends on the individual's destiny.
Chang Xing persisted for forty-nine days. At the end of the forty-nine days, he had learned all kinds of basic talismans. His level of drawing talismans had already surpassed the old master by several blocks. All the old talismans' stock of talismans had been replaced by apprentices.
Drawn by Er, the Zhuang Gong stood out with great momentum. Once he stood on the wooden pile, Chang Xing seemed to have turned into a wooden pile and merged with the wooden pile. It would be difficult for ordinary people to notice Chang Xing when he walked by.
.It is so magical that Changxing seems to blend into the world. When ordinary people take a look at Changxing, they will subconsciously regard Changxing as an ordinary scenery and will not pay special attention to it.
In the past forty-nine days, the old Taoist has not taken over the job. The world has really changed. There are already countless grains of rice in the rice vat, and the old cat has not been able to get half a grain of rice from the master and the apprentice for a long time. The old Taoist
The money hidden under the pillow has only a few cents left. At most, I can weigh a few kilograms of salt back. If I don't take over the work, I can only point to the ripe buds in the field.
The old Taoist can be regarded as a skilled person. Although his Taoism is not profound, he can be regarded as knowledgeable in everything. The villagers at the foot of Mengshan Mountain are still good enough. But when it comes to farm work, the old Taoist knows nothing about it. The seedlings in other people's homes are thick and strong, and a single bud is not enough.
There were two corn cobs on the seedling. The one planted by Lao Tao was short and thin. The corn cobs on one seedling were still very small. The corn kernels on them were sparsely scattered, and many of them had been eaten by insects. With Lao Tao's help,
In terms of farming skills, both the master and the apprentice had to drink from the northwest wind.
Just when the old Taoist master and apprentice Mi Gong was in a hurry, Zhou Maolin came up the mountain.
It turns out that Zhou Maolin's cousin Zhou Heyuan's mother-in-law was stupid. After Zhou Heyuan's death, Zhou Heyuan's mother-in-law Xiao Guilian began to feel a little strange. At first, everyone on the team thought that Xiao Guilian was a man who died and was caused by emotional trauma. But Zhou Heyuan's death
After a while, Xiao Guilian's condition not only did not get better, but became more and more serious.
I went to the health center and saw nothing good. The doctor spoke vaguely, probably saying that Xiao Guilian was a little depressed and low-spirited because the man died. Naturally, they couldn't come up with any good solutions. Some doctors simply talked to Zhou
The family said that he should be sent to a mental hospital.
The Zhou family did not dare to send Xiao Guilian to a mental hospital. Firstly, they could not afford to send her, and secondly, they did not dare to send her to a mental hospital. It would be strange if Xiao Guilian’s natal Xiao family did not fight with the old Zhou family to send Xiao Guilian to a mental hospital. A good person should be sent to a mental hospital.
Already?
The old man on the team said that Zhou Heyuan himself died a violent death, and now something happened to Xiao Guilian. I am afraid that Zhou Heyuan's family is not clean. It is best to go up the mountain to ask Taoist Zhang. Zhou Maolin is the secretary of the brigade, and his old Zhou family went up the mountain to ask for a Taoist priest. He has no political influence on him.
The impact on life is not small. But Zhou Heyuan died because of repairing canals. Now his mother-in-law has become crazy, and the whole family is looking for him as the brigade secretary. It was not you who asked Heyuan to repair canals, or let him set off cannons.
If you go to see Squib, Zhou Heyuan will not die, and if Zhou Heyuan does not die, his mother-in-law will not go crazy. These things are all caused by you, and you have to solve them. Otherwise, you will have no peace. The old and young of Zhou Heyuan's family come to bother Xiao Guilian every day.
Zhou Maolin's head was in a state of trouble when his mother's family, old and young, came to make trouble. Okay, I'll go up the mountain.
"Taoist Master, this is what happened. What do you think is going on?" Zhou Maolin asked.
"Ms. Zhou Heyuan is crazy," said the old Taoist.
"Ah? Are you really crazy?" Zhou Maolin asked.
"Don't you all talk about science now? This is what the doctor should say." The old Taoist was very angry with the doctor and took away a lot of his business.
"Taoist Priest, just do it. Don't beat around the bush with me. Tell me what's going on with my sister-in-law?" Zhou Maolin begged. He was frightened at this time.
"She's not crazy. She's lost her soul. It's been a while. It must have been when her man died. His man took her soul away," the old Taoist said.
"Is there any way to bring the soul back?" Zhou Maolin asked.
"There is a way, but it's difficult. As I get older, every time I summon my soul, I lose my vitality." The old Taoist is in a dilemma. The rice vat is empty. If I don't make more this time, I won't be able to sustain it next time.
"Taoist Priest, Heyuan is a martyr. Xiao Guilian gets a monthly pension. The brigade also provides food for her family. They, orphans and widowed mothers, can't eat much. You collected Xiao Guilian's soul, and Xiao Guilian will naturally give part of the compensation."
Long." Zhou Maolin said.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, the old Taoist is a Taoist who has no worries. What is the use of these external things? The vitality is the foundation of a Taoist. It is really ridiculous to destroy the foundation for external things." The old Tao seems not to be shaken at all. You can say it.
You're so vague and you want me to agree immediately. You think I've been a veteran for decades, so your life is in vain?
Zhou Maolin continued: "I estimate that Xiao Guilian will have to get you a month or two of pension. The state will give Xiao Guilian 28 yuan a month. No matter what, it will have to give the Taoist priest 50 yuan. Murakami will give Xiao Guilian a month."
The mother and son each received thirty kilograms of rations. Their family still had two to three hundred kilograms of grain in storage. The monthly rations were enough for the mother and son to eat. Those grains were all extra. The Taoist priest could not grow food in the mountains, so these grains were given to the Taoist priest.
It’s just the right length.”
Although the old Taoist was very satisfied with the result, he could not agree immediately. It would be a shame for a Taoist.
"How many children did Zhou Heyuan leave?" asked the old Taoist.
"A cub, a little over one year old. If something happens to Xiao Guilian, this cub will become an orphan." Zhou Maolin said cooperatively.
"That's quite sinful." The old Taoist sighed, with a hint of intolerance in his expression.
"Yes, that's why the Taoist Priest has a profound moral practice and a benevolent heart, so he must help to save this child." Zhou Maolin said.
