Chapter 50: Get Close to 'Third update, as the leader of the alliance I am not the prince's additional update'
"Singing over wine, the geometry of life."
“Like morning dew, it will be more bitter when it goes away.”
Jiu Shu's drinking capacity is not big, so he drank two jugs of old wine and insisted on reciting a poem to Zhang Heng.
“Uncle, you can still recite poems, but I haven’t accompanied you yet. Come on, let’s continue drinking.”
Three pots of old wine again.
Zhang Heng looked around and saw no sign of Uncle Jiu.
Looking under the table, Uncle Jiu had completely stopped eating, muttering: "I want to ride, ride the wind, return, return... burp!"
“Cousin, help Uncle Jiu to rest in the side room of the Taoist temple.”
Zhang Heng's face was reddish and he seemed to be fine.
“Good patriarch.”
Zhang Zhentian supported Uncle Jiu and murmured to him as he walked: "Uncle Jiu, I can't go home. You can't go anywhere today. I'll help you go back to your room to rest."
Watching the two people leaving.
Zhang Bingdao scratched his head a little: "Senior brother, I know you are the reincarnation of Hailiang, the Water Dragon King, but you can't drink like this. If you drink your uncle, how will you explain it to your master when you come back?"
Jiu Shu spent his life slaying demons and defending the Tao, but how could he be drunk to death on the wine table?
When my new brother-in-law came to visit, my father-in-law did not give me such persuasion.
“You think I want it!”
Zhang Heng stretched out a finger.
The thing hidden in his arms turned into a paper ghost, and Chu Meiren tried hard to get out of the collar and pressed it back: "If it's not for this, can this thing be seen by my uncle?"
Zhang Bingdao looked at the paper ghost and couldn't help but shudder when he thought of how terrifying it was.
“Wait until evening, invite all the prominent people in the town, hold nine tables in the backyard of the Taoist temple, and introduce Uncle Master to everyone.”
Zhang Heng took a sip of tea and added: "By the way, wasn't there someone who came to see Master for Feng Shui before the Taoist temple?"
"This kind of thing can't wait. Now my uncle is here. Please introduce the pilgrims to my uncle and ask my uncle to help you first."
"This is repeated for three to five days..."
Before Zhang Heng could continue, Zhang DaDa figured it out and said happily: "After repeating this for three to five days, it's time for uncle to leave. Senior brother, no one will know about your raising ghosts."
“Is there really no one?”
Zhang Heng looked at Zhang DaDa.
Zhang DaDa was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and said: "Brother, I am an upright person and have a very strict mouth. If no one asks me, I will definitely not say anything."
“Anyone asked?”
“You may not be able to tell even if someone asks.”
"Um?"
“I mean, if I don’t say it, how will others know that I know it? If I know it, how can I resist saying it?”
The more Zhang DaDa spoke, the more panicked he became. He said that he didn't know what he was going to say anymore, so he quickly changed his words: "Senior brother, actually you don't have to take it too seriously. We are of the lineage of inviting gods, and controlling ghosts is our special skill.
What's the difference between not letting us raise ghosts and not letting people chase corpses away, and not letting people show Feng Shui to others? If you take that thing and use it to do more good deeds in the future, it's too late for the teachers to be happy."
Zhang Hengyin had a sullen face and continued to scare Zhang DaDa: "Really?"
Zhang Bingdao said with a mournful face: "Brother, just believe me once."
“Hmph!”
Zhang Heng snorted coldly: "If my uncle knows that I raise ghosts, no matter whether you said it or not, I will take it as such. When the time comes, you will be happy for yourself."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows again: "Clean the table, wait for me to do it?"
“Don’t dare, don’t dare.”
Zhang Bingdianpidian went back to his busy work.
“When will you take me to the provincial capital?”
As soon as Zhang boldly went out, the paper ghost flew out with a swish.
"Just wait a few more days. When my uncle leaves, I will arrange things at home and then take you to the provincial capital."
After speaking, Zhang Heng grabbed the paper man in his hand and stuffed it back into his clothes: "Don't run around when you have nothing to do, you will scare people."
night.
Nine tables were opened in the Taoist temple, and all the prominent people in the town came.
Uncle Jiu, who had just sobered up, was pulled to the wine table again. Zhang Heng and everyone cheered him up. Uncle Jiu's wrinkles were gone when he laughed, not to mention how much he gained face.
It’s no wonder.
Don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face. Zhang Heng is the host, let alone his uncle.
Even if you invite a deer and point it out and say it is a white dragon horse, everyone will only applaud it.
“Ah Heng, you fellows are really nice. When you come to Renjia Town when you have the opportunity in the future, I will treat you well.”
Zhang Heng is in a higher grade and is not his apprentice. Uncle Jiu does not treat him as a child and speaks more casually.
“Okay, uncle, I will definitely go back later.”
Zhang Heng agreed immediately.
In the next few days, Uncle Jiu was either drinking tea and playing chess, or attending banquets with others.
When he was free, he would be asked to look at Feng Shui and move to the Yin Mansion, each one being more generous than the other.
Three or four days passed by, and although Uncle Jiu was a little happy and reluctant to miss Shu, he still couldn't let go of his family.
"Ah Heng, I have been out for a few days, and the two scoundrels have caused so many troubles."
"I'm going to go back and take a look. Before I leave, please accept these two Five Thunder Talisman. With these two spiritual talismans, you can still fight off the evil ghosts again."
Before leaving, Uncle Jiu gave Zhang Heng two spiritual talismans.
But just like what he said, it just leaves Zhang Heng with the ability to resist. After all, no matter how good the thing is, it all depends on who uses it.
Using Zhang Heng's mana to activate the Five Thunder Talisman is not the same as using the Five Thunder Talisman personally by Uncle Jiu. Facing powerful ghosts and zombies that are too powerful, it will at most cause some trouble for the opponent.
Otherwise, if the masters write a few more magic talismans and let the disciples in the Qi refining stage hold them, wouldn't it be possible to hunt down ghosts and zombies all over the world?
“Thank you, uncle.”
Zhang Heng put it away happily.
You must know that even before Xu Zhenren left, he did not leave any powerful talismans such as the Five Thunder Talisman and the Divine Fire Talisman for him.
On the one hand, he felt that he wouldn't use them, and on the other hand, Xu Zhenren was not good at drawing talismans. He didn't have many of these talismans, so he took them all to the north to deal with the royal zombies escorted by Taoist Master Qianhe.
“If you need any talismans from now on, just tell me.”
“Your uncle, I am from the talisman lineage, and I am best at drawing talismans. As the saying goes, there are specialties in the art. I think I am better than your master in the talisman line.”
After saying that, he seemed to feel something was wrong again, so Uncle Jiu added: "Of course, I can't compare with your master when it comes to asking gods to control ghosts."
Zhang Heng knew what Uncle Jiu meant. He was afraid that he would think he was suppressing Master Xu, so he smiled and said, "Uncle Master, I understand this."
“With limited manpower and boundless knowledge, it is extremely difficult for an ordinary person to master one lineage. How many people in the world are there who are proficient in several lines of Taoism?”
“My master is a master of the Qingshen lineage, and you are the forefather of the Fulu lineage.”
“The things we have learned are different, and there is no order of precedence. We are all looking for fellow travelers on the road.”
Uncle Jiu’s eyes brightened slightly, he didn’t expect Zhang Heng to have such an opinion.
For a moment, he couldn't help but compare Qiu Sheng's literary talents with Zhang Heng. The more he compared, the more frustrated he became. He sighed: "When I go back this time, I must let those two evil disciples learn from you. By the way, if you have
If you have any idea of also practicing the talisman lineage, you must write to me and I can give you some pointers."
“Thank you, uncle.”
Zhang Heng responded with a smile.
After Uncle Jiu got in the car, he stood there and thought for a moment, and then called the old housekeeper: "Follow Uncle Qian's rules, give Uncle Jiu three times more."
Every time Mr. Qian came to visit, Zhang Heng never let him come back empty-handed.
Fine cinnabar, special yellow paper.
game, fruits, tea, snacks, silk and satin fabrics.
Although he has no money, he has everything in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. For ordinary people, it is enough for a family of five to spend more than a month.
Speaking of favors and relationships.
How do human feelings and relationships come about? This is how they come about.
No one is a god who does not eat grains.
If we walk around like this a few more times, who dares to say that the two families are not close to each other.