"You, a Taoist priest, why do you want to come to my house?"
Zhang Yuanwai looked at Yue Lao with a ruddy face and a fairy-like demeanor. He did not dare to neglect him, but he was not happy in his heart:
"My Zhang family belongs to a family of holy masters. I don't talk about strange powers and chaos. How can I talk nonsense with these wild Taoists?"
Since receiving the plaque from the family of saint teachers, Zhang Yuanwai carefully read many books and realized that scholars dislike ghosts and gods the most. He believes that ghosts and gods steal the sky and disturb the people's hearts, which is the source of all disasters.
and----
Understand the truth.
Practice morality.
Bring peace to the family and bring peace to the world.
Creating peace for all eternity is the job of scholars.
For this reason, Zhang Yuanwai also invited all the gods and Buddhas enshrined in his home to go out.
Now there are only two words being enshrined————
Righteous!
Scholars must be upright!
Otherwise, what's the use of reading so many books?
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
After announcing the slogan, Yue Lao looked full of energy:
"I watched the sky at night and saw the red light of your mansion rising into the sky and the aura of Wenchang. I knew that a saint had appeared here, so I came here to pay my respects."
"Ha ha---"
I don’t know how many times I have heard this kind of words recently, but when it came from Yue Lao, a man full of immortality and Taoism, it still made Zhang Yuanwai laugh from ear to ear. He no longer said Taoist priest, but changed his name to
Its real person:
"The real person's Dharma vision is unparalleled. It was the dog who wrote the article, and the hundreds of saints chanted together, and thus obtained the human emperor's precious ink, and bestowed the eternal glory of the saint master family. It is truly the emperor's grace that is so majestic and unparalleled in the world."
Zhang Yutang stood aside and watched with cold eyes. When he saw Yue Lao's whole body shining brightly, he was shocked:
"Who is this person? He is so talented. What is he doing here?"
However, this shining divine light was suppressed by a powerful force of literature and could not be released.
At this time, the Zhang Mansion was a holy place for scholars all over the world. It was a place of great ideas and literary spirit, and the scholars did not believe in ghosts and gods. The power formed was able to suppress the divine power of Shinto incense.
There are ghosts and gods in the world if you believe them; if you don't believe them, they don't exist.
Scholars have a broad mind and a clear understanding of the truth. They know that ghosts and gods are just worshiped by all living beings, and they are just popular and popular. How can they be afraid and admired?
"Is this the Holy Master?"
Yue Lao glanced at Zhang Yutang. He was pretending to be surprised, but he was really surprised:
"Incense-picking boy, it turns out to be you. No wonder, no wonder, it turns out you are living here."
"The incense-picking boy?"
Zhang Yuanwai was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened, and the real person stopped shouting:
"This is Quanzi Yutang, where did the incense-picking boy come from?"
"Among the three religions, Taoism is the supreme one. Since ancient times, Taoism has been the only one respected. I am a boy who picks up incense. After a thousand years, do you still remember me, the old Taoist?"
Yuelao's eyes flashed with light, and he laughed:
"I haven't seen you for a thousand years. I never imagined that you have been reincarnated for many lives. In this life, you have great luck and will achieve great things in the future."
"Crazy Taoist priest, what are you talking about?"
Seeing that Yue Lao was still talking nonsense, Zhang Yuanwai turned coldly:
"You're talking nonsense, don't blame me for letting my servants kick you out of the house."
"You boy who picks up incense, maybe you really don't recognize your old friend anymore."
Yue Lao's whole body bloomed with brilliance, revealing his true body, holding a red thread in one hand and a bamboo stick in the other holding a marriage certificate, with fair hair and a childish face, beaming with joy:
"I am the Moon Elder in heaven, in charge of marriages on earth, don't you remember."
"Incense-picking boy, what incense-picking boy, I don't know what you are talking about?"
Zhang Yutang was shocked. Of course he knew this in his heart. In the original legend of the White Snake, Zhang Yutang was the reincarnation of the incense-picking boy in heaven.
It's just that in this life, I traveled from the future and was reborn, shouldn't that boy who picked up incense have already disappeared?
Does he still exist?
"Where did you come from? You're a wild Taoist priest. You've learned some tricks and then you come here to show off. Li Yong, drive him out."
"Yes, Master."
Li Yong walked up. He didn't have a good impression of the wild Taoist priests talking nonsense, so he said coldly:
"roll!"
"Haha - I'm confused. You haven't awakened the memory of your past life yet. I don't know you. One day, you will know who I am."
Yue Lao laughed, glanced at Li Yong carelessly, and sighed:
"Your marriage is really a lifetime of fortune. You have been alone for half your life to find the reason. She is not married, and you are not married. Do you really not plan to find her?"
"Who are you?"
Li Yong's body was shaken, and his tiger eyes shot coldly:
"How do you know about me?"
"My divine eyes are like lightning, and I can discern every detail. Not to mention that all the men and women in the world are in my hands."
Yue Lao drifted away:
"Marriage in the world of mortals is a red thread. You can connect it when you want to, and break it when you want. Back then, you disrespected me and smashed the Yuelao Temple, which cut off your marriage for thirty years. Now that I see you today, since you are destined to the incense-picking boy, I will let you go.
Yi Ma, I also hope that you will be in heaven and have a good heart in the future and never miss your fate."
"It's you who is causing trouble!"
Anger surged out of Li Yong's strong body like a tide:
"Damn it, don't go."
Eight steps to catch the cicada!
Li Yong chased after him, but the door outside was already empty, and Yue Lao had already disappeared.
"Sir, is that person really Yue Lao?"
Li Yong has fire in his heart:
"Can he really control all marriages in the world?"
"He can't!"
Zhang Yutang looked directly at Li Yong:
"The so-called gods are just worshiped by people. If you believe in them, they will exist. If you don't believe in them, they will not exist. What's more, even if the cause is determined by God, the fate is still man-made. Fate and fate are not decided by him."
"It turns out it's still my fault."
Li Yong was devastated:
"Sir, I lost my temper."
"It's nothing."
Zhang Yutang comforted:
"Love has been sad since ancient times. This is human nature. How can I blame you? If you have her in your heart, you might as well go find her."
"never mind."
Li Yong sighed:
"So what if I find it? Even if I go back to the past, can I go back to the past?"
"The past is over, let it go and don't mention it again."
Zhang Yuanwai has always had some respect for the man he once saved, and he always repays his kindness and is loyal. Such a person will be respected by people wherever he goes.
"Yutang, why don't you come to my place early in the morning?"
"Old man, I'm leaving today and I'm here to say goodbye to you."
Zhang Yutang smiled:
"When I'm not here, you old man, please don't shed tears and chant my name every day."
"Fuck you kid."
Zhang Yuanwai laughed and cursed, dispelling the sadness of parting, and said:
"Go and tell your mother, she won't let you go."
"Um!"
Zhang Yutang nodded, turned and left.
"You really want to go to West Lake, wouldn't it be nice to stay at home?"
Mrs. Zhang looked at her son in front of her. He was only eight years old, but he was already very handsome and handsome:
"You are so young and you are not afraid of me when you go out. I am worried about your safety. You are such a heartless little thing and your wings haven't grown hard yet. Are you going to fly outside?"
"Mother!"
Zhang Yutang shouted sweetly:
"I'm reluctant to let you go, but you don't want your son to stay here all his life, with no future, right?"
"Besides, I also prepared some good things for my mother, but my father didn't even give them to me."
"Good son, if you have a conscience, you have prepared some good things. Please take them out and show me to my mother."
When Mrs. Zhang heard that her son was leaving, she was sad for a moment. Seeing that her son was so filial, she was greatly relieved and her eyes lit up:
"Hurry, take it out quickly."
"What do you think this is?"
Zhang Yutang took out a bag from his back, which was full of paper cranes.
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