"You made these paper cranes. There must be one or two hundred of them. Could it be that you folded them all for your mother?"
"Well, I folded it."
Zhang Yutang handed over the bag of paper cranes:
"Mom, when you miss me in the future, just take out a paper crane and speak to it. After you finish speaking, the paper crane will fly away by itself, and then pass on to me what you want to say to me."
"This is a kind of Taoist talisman, a paper crane conveying a message."
"Good boy!"
Mrs. Zhang was so moved that she hugged Zhang Yutang. This was the first time that Zhang Yutang gave something to her mother at such a young age.
Just some paper cranes.
It still made Mrs. Zhang cry with excitement.
Sometimes, parents are so easily satisfied.
"Are you all ready? When will you leave?"
Quietly wiping away the tears on her face, Mrs. Zhang looked at her child dotingly:
"As the saying goes, a poor family will get rich. When you go, take more money with you. Don't be reluctant to spend money when you go out. You must spend it where it should be spent. As long as you do well, the rest will not matter."
"Don't worry, mother, I'm no longer a child."
Zhang Yutang smiled and tried his best to dilute the sadness of separation:
"Besides, you know that I have an immortal master with great abilities. I have also learned a lot of skills from him. Outside, I am the only one who can bully others. Who can bully me?"
"No matter what, if we really run into big trouble, then I will show you the name of Holy Master. Who dares to touch me?"
"Holy Master, that is a role model for scholars in the world. Don't you worry about that?"
"Look at how beautiful you are."
Zhang Yutang's funny look made Mrs. Zhang burst into laughter. She stretched out her hand and hit Zhang Yutang's forehead fiercely:
"When you are outside, you are no more careful than at home. When you meet a stranger, you should keep your words to yourself, so as not to be found out and bullied."
"Yes, I understand, mother, I will remember everything you said."
Zhang Yutang sat aside obediently, listening to Mrs. Zhang's instructions, and echoed from time to time:
"I know, is there anything else?"
After a long conversation, it took almost half an hour for Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Yutang to walk out together. When they arrived at the place where Zhang Yutang lived, Mrs. Zhang personally helped Zhang Yutang pack some things before she left them.
He sent Zhang Yutang to the door.
Parting hurts, parting is always inevitable; saying goodbye, goodbye will be in front of you in the blink of an eye.
"Go back, madam. When the child grows up, he will always have to go his own way. We can't always be by his side."
Zhang Yuanwai gently held Mrs. Zhang in his arms, and gently patted Mrs. Zhang's back with his generous palm:
"The West Lake is very close to here. If you miss him, you can visit him at any time."
"What is he doing?"
In the cloud road, Yue Lao hid his figure and looked at Zhang Yutang, Xu Jiaorong, Li Yong, and A Bao who were walking away. He couldn't help but shake his long white eyebrows:
"According to rumors from heaven, it is said that the boy who picked up incense has the ability to swallow all the divine power of incense. It is for this reason that he was thrown into reincarnation by the Emperor of Heaven for an excuse. However, I met him in this life."
"It seems that it is time for me, Yue Lao, to rise. If I can acquire the ability of the incense-gathering boy, wouldn't I be able to swallow up the incense in the world and become another emperor of heaven, looking down on the three realms and ruling over the six realms?"
"And the one who wields the sword to cut off Chen Yuan, could it be someone else but a boy who collects incense? Could it be that he has awakened his own ability and can swallow the divine power of incense."
Yue Lao's expression suddenly changed. To put it bluntly, his red silk threads and marriages are weak, and they come from gathering the incense in the world. If there is no incense and lack of faith, this red threads and poor marriages are nothing.
"Whether it's him or not, I must get this ability to swallow incense."
Zhang Yutang went to the West Lake to visit and gain experience. He did not fly in a green boat, but planned to walk to the West Lake step by step.
The walk was quite peaceful, and by dusk, we had arrived at West Lake.
The four of them found a nearby inn and planned to stay there.
"This is it!"
Zhang Yutang glanced at Yunlai Inn and walked in immediately.
There were many people eating in the inn at this time. After Zhang Yutang and others entered, the waiter had already greeted them and found a table to sit down.
"Sir, what would you like to eat? The famous dishes in our store include chrysanthemum fish, tomato fillet, orchid spring bamboo shoots, pea yellow, Longjing shrimp, etc."
"Just a few dishes."
Zhang Yutang looked at Li Yong, Xu Jiaorong and Abao and said with a smile:
"When we go out, there are not so many rules. Let's sit down and eat together."
"Thank you, sir!"
The three of them bowed slightly and sat down. Li Yong sat down halfway, while A Bao and Xu Jiaorong sat down without any ceremony.
"I heard someone said something strange happened at Jinshan Temple. Do you know about it?"
"What's strange is that no one comes to his place all year round. What can happen?"
"Haha, don't you know? Today Zen Master Wu Neng in the temple told his disciples privately that a white lotus bloomed in the merit pool of Jinshan Temple."
"What's so strange about a white lotus?"
"Don't be anxious. Listen to me tell you in detail. Originally, there was nothing wrong with a lotus growing in the pond, but this white lotus is different. Do you know where it came from?"
"Speaking of which, you may not believe it, but this white lotus was dropped to the world by gods and Buddhas. If you are a devout believer in Buddhism, you can sit on the white lotus and ascend to immortality and become a Buddha."
"Really or not? Ergouzi, you are not lying, are you?"
"If I lie to others, let the sky strike me with thunder!"
"Jinshan Temple?"
Zhang Yutang on the side listened and smiled knowingly:
"The current abbot of Jinshan Temple is Zen Master Wuneng. Has Fahai not taken over Jinshan Temple yet?"
As for the White Lotus's ascension to immortality, he just laughed it off. If becoming an immortal was so easy, then everyone in the world would probably already be an immortal.
"There must be something weird in this."
Zhang Yutang murmured, but didn't take it to heart. The waiter happened to have already brought the dishes.
No words are spoken when sleeping, and no words are spoken when eating.
The four of them picked up their chopsticks and ate their rice slowly, chewing carefully.
After dinner, we booked a house and checked in.
"A group of pitiful mortals, how can the immortals in this world be so successful? It is probably that Jinshan Temple deliberately spread rumors to defraud you people of money and incense."
Yuelao also walked in and checked into another room.
"How can I get his ability to swallow incense? Kill him, or is there any other way?"
"How about I try him first and see if he has returned to his true self."
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