Chapter 187: There is no one in the mountain, corpses are raised in Lingxian County
The sunlight poured through the window lattice and fell on his face, with a determined look in his eyes.
Outside the gate of Canglan Mountain, there are winding stone steps and a long queue walking slowly.
"Senior brother, why do you just have to punish me like this?"
Qiaoer thought about the storm that the old man caused in the city that night, and she also saw her elder brother's temple, which was destroyed in a mess, and she felt angry. Why should good people be bullied?
Now I can finally bully others, and it ends in such an understatement?
Thinking of this, his cheeks bulged out with anger, and he followed the senior brothers angrily, chattering non-stop.
"There are good and bad in a sect, and you can't just beat them all to death with a stick."
Taoist Master Ming Hui touched the little junior sister's head lovingly, "Xu Qingfeng has a gentle temperament among Taoists and has never done anything bad. We can't count the bad things done by others to those who have never done them."
"Sir, that's unfair, you have to leave a way for others to survive, right? If you push the other party to a dead end, it will appear that the people in our monasticism are narrow-minded. How are we different from those in the world?"
"oh!"
The girl nodded in understanding. Although she didn't understand it very well, she still felt that what the senior brother said was very powerful. Soon, she became happy again, chasing the senior brothers and asking many weird questions.
"Senior brother, look at the sun. It's obviously the sun that's shining on us. Why do we often say we're going to bask in the sun?"
"...Brother, do the monks in the temple eat eggs? Are eggs considered meat or vegetarian?"
"Will the poison lose effectiveness if left for a long time? Or will it become more poisonous?"
"Why do people call Gong's toilet called Huzi..."
Snapped!
All the Taoist priests raised their hands and slapped their foreheads, and there was a "pop" sound in unison.
Then, each of them had a conversation, walked away arm in arm, ignored the little junior sister, quickened their pace, and went down the mountain with the gentleman in front of them.
The girl was so angry that she pursed her lips, stomped her heels, and muttered: "Why don't you just ask a few questions? All of you senior fellow apprentices are knowledgeable people. Hmm, stingy. Big brother is here, so he will definitely be able to answer them!"
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The setting sun streaked across the ridge, and the bright red glow illuminated the middle of the mountain in a blood-red color.
To the northwest, the mountains are winding, but there are cliffs everywhere. The mountain road is also narrow and difficult to walk. The wheels almost stick to the edge of the cliff, and from time to time they grind out loose gravel and slide into the deep stream.
The elder brother the girl mentioned was standing in the car and looking out at the outer mountains. In the distance, he saw the mountain village he had passed by again.
Boom!
In the distant glow, there is also the majestic Yunzhen Temple. The distant ringing of bells is heard, as if knowing that Chen Yuan is passing by here. On the cliff next to the temple, I can vaguely see the abbot of the temple, heading this way.
Bow to the Buddha.
Separated by a mountain stream, Chen Yuan bowed his hands towards the other party from a distance. Soon, the ox cart left here and headed southwest. The mountains became more and more frequent, steep and precipitous, and the mountain roads were even more difficult to navigate. Sun Zhengde was able to run out back then.
, went to the village to buy ingredients, I really don’t know how he got here.
Following the direction given by the other party, we finally arrived at Liangya Mountain before sunset. The cliffs on the two mountains were towering, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the mountains were full of birds and animals neighing and running in the forest. There was an old pine tree on each side of the cliff to welcome guests.
Right below, a Taoist temple is standing there.
Chen Yuan searched for the mountain path and groped over there. The Taoist temple was quiet. It took a long time before a Taoist boy came out. He thought he was sleeping before he came and was woken up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the man in blue in front of him.
"Excuse me, this blessed master, who are you looking for? The Taoist temple here does not offer incense and worship gods."
"I'm here to find Taoist Priest Feihe, and Sun Zhengde, who is studying under Taoist Priest."
After Chen Yuan finished speaking, the crazy old man next to him quickly added: "That's the fat man who can cook a lot of delicious food!"
After saying this, the little Taoist boy couldn't help laughing. It seemed that Sun Zhengde had made a lot of jokes in the Taoist temple. The little boy opened his toothless mouth and pointed outside the mountain.
"Taoist Master Feihe took Fat Senior Brother down the mountain to perform rites for a wealthy family named Qin in Ling County, Bazhou. Hearing that his ancestor's grave was to be moved, he sent someone to invite him. Taoist Feihe couldn't refuse, so he had to go.
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"I see."
There was only one little Taoist boy here, so Chen Yuan couldn't bear to stay here for one night and go back the next day. He had no choice but to thank him and took his master down the mountain road in the dark and continued southward. Fortunately, Naling County was right in the mountains.
Outside, it is only more than a hundred miles away from here, but the mountain road is difficult to walk. Even if you use the magic of rushing, you can only explore carefully, otherwise the old cow will be on the mountain road one second and rush to the cliff the next second.
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Afterwards, he lit a lantern and tied it to the old cow's head, illuminating the road under his feet. He also drew the places where his spiritual consciousness had swept on the paper and propped it up under the old cow's chin to make it easier for him to recognize the way.
"Perfect."
Chen Yuan snapped her fingers and had a casual meal with her master in the car. They each took a nap for a while. When they woke up, it was almost time to go out.
Glancing at the owner who had his chin closed and his eyes closed, as well as the carriage where snoring could be heard, Lao Niu lowered his head and looked at himself again. There was a lantern above his head and a map under his chin. He felt aggrieved in his heart and moved his hooves without tears.
Moving forward on the honest mountain road...
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That night.
Beyond the rolling mountains, in Ling County, north of Bazhou, someone was looking at the stars in the sky, counting the auspicious time tomorrow with his fingers.
"The coffin will be lifted up at Mao tomorrow and will arrive at three o'clock. It will be buried at noon, the best time to join hands."
"Taoist Priest, why?"
In the square courtyard, the old man surnamed Qin was supported by a maid, with his son and daughter-in-law beside him. He looked at the Taoist priest in front of him who was looking up at the night sky, and carefully asked the doubts in his heart.
Over there, in the pavilion with pastries, a fat Taoist priest with a fat head, big ears, and a chubby body snorted twice, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Master Qin, you don't understand this. The Mao hour is when the cock crows.
Yin evil spirits have receded. This is the time when the sun is rising, which is the most suitable time for transporting the coffin; the sun is shining brightly at noon, and all evil spirits have nowhere to hide, so it is naturally more suitable."
"That's it, that's it."
While Mr. Qin nodded repeatedly, his daughter-in-law beside him snorted and muttered to his husband: "It's impossible to deliberately delay it for so long and make it so complicated. It's impossible to ask for more money."
"Don't say it here, or Daddy will hear it."
While the couple was muttering to each other, the old man surnamed Qin smiled and arched his hands towards the two Taoist priests, "I'll bother Taoist Feihe tomorrow."
"Where is it? Mr. Qin has been giving charity to the poor people in Ling County all year round. It's right for poor people to help him." Feihe actually heard the couple talking over there, but because of the old man's face, he didn't give it.
He just looked at the other party's expression, but he was a little curious. Why should the Qin family's ancestral tomb be moved if it was fine?
"Pindao has seen the terrain today. Although the feng shui of the newly selected cemetery is good, compared with the current resting place, it is still worse. Why did Mr. Qin move the ancestors out?"
"The Taoist priest doesn't know something. The newly selected acupoint can produce scholars."
The old man leaned on his crutch and said with a smile: "The Qin family has always been a merchant family, and they always want to be promoted. In the future, the money will be less, and it will be good to have two or three scholars in the family."
There was no hope for the children in the family, but some of the grandchildren were good at studying. The old man had the idea that in the future, if one or two of the grandchildren would succeed and become officials, it would be a blessing to all the ancestors.
"The Taoist asked so carefully, are you afraid?" The young man named Qin Tongshan over there said something to his wife, and laughed when he heard what Feihe said.
Over there, Feihe, who was looking at the night sky with his hands behind his hands, chuckled, and there was no hint of anger in his tone.
"Since Pindao became a Taoist, monsters and ghosts have been exterminated for dozens of miles around Liangya Mountain, and they have been moved. Have you ever heard of the rumor that there are monsters running rampant in Liangya Mountain?"
The old man also nodded and glared at his son.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't disturb the mood of the two Taoist priests!"
After saying that, he tapped his son's knee with a cane, yelled a few words, and then said goodbye to Feihe and Sun Zhengde and left.
"Early tomorrow morning, we'll lift up the coffin first. Don't make any mistakes."
Seeing the owner of the courtyard leaving, Feihe told the fat man to rest early and followed him back to the room. The fat Taoist priest in the pavilion stuffed the cakes into his mouth, then patted the crumbs on his hands and stood up.
"Before you do anything, you have to eat well! You're not lucky, no wonder you're so thin!"
The next day.
Three roosters sang, and the Qin family courtyard became lively. It was not yet bright. Feihe and Sun Zhengde were dressed in Zhenghuang Taoist robes, wearing mirrors and holding mahogany swords. They carried a variety of cooking tools, accompanied by servants and guards in the courtyard, Hao
Then we marched out of the city to the mountains in the southeast.