Chapter 34 How can such a veteran lack the hand to scare crying children
Chapter 34 How could such a veteran lack the means to scare children into tears?
"My master heard that the Taoist priest traveled around the world, and what he saw and heard was very different from that of ordinary people like us.
I just want to hear those unheard of anecdotes. If the Taoist priest can tell it well..."
These words made the old Taoist priest chuckle, stroke his long beard, and glance secretly at Zhao Ji, who was sitting in front of him with a very reserved posture.
"It doesn't matter, the old Taoist believer Zhao has a good eye for him, so there is no harm in talking to the believer."
Next, the old Taoist priest started to talk, oh no... he talked about what he had seen and heard in his long monastic career.
He has gone to the Kunlun Mountains to search for a path, and has also gone to the ends of the earth to watch the ebb and flow of the tide. He once saw a fish that could swallow a whole city in one mouthful.
I have also seen ferocious beasts that can speak human words. All in all, Zhao Ji listened with great interest and relish, and even asked for details from time to time.
When I heard this old Taoist talk about meeting a scholar who was disturbed by ghosts in his dream and sucked his essence, if the Taoist hadn't taken action in time, he would have disappeared.
Hearing this, Zhao Ji's eyelids twitched wildly, his face turned slightly dark, he cleared his throat and pretended to be casual.
"But I feel that the official family is the emperor, blessed with the luck of the dynasty, and protected by the country, so we should treat evil spirits as if they are nothing."
"Since that Taoist priest is good at exorcising evil spirits, should we..."
Next, the official Zhao Ji's expression was dull and his eyes were flickering. Yang Jian couldn't understand what this official who liked to think about things blindly was thinking.
"Interesting, hahahaha..."
After a long time, I heard the official speak slowly.
But facing the look from the official, Yang Jian's mind frantically calculated for a few blinks, and finally thought of a very suitable phrase.
But today I heard what the Taoist priest said, and when the officials mentioned it, I felt a little..."
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"Master, why did you just tell that believer so many stories about ghosts and demons, about killing people and sucking up Yuanyang in dreams?"
Hearing these words, Yang Jian's heart was moved. Could it be that after listening to the words of the old Taoist who understood the magic of immortality, the officials had some suspicions about the sweet-mouthed boy?
Hiss... doesn't that mean that here, you can secretly poke the ground and apply eye drops or something?
"Yes, the official family. When I heard the news, I didn't care much about it.
Zhao Ji, who was sitting in the carriage, looked a little gloomy, and his mind was filled with what the Taoist priest just said about various monsters and monsters in his dreams.
I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, although I was sure that Gao Zhang's child would not have any ill intentions towards me.
"What's more, who can guarantee that the person who enters the dream must be an immortal and not a demon with malicious intentions?"
The old Taoist stood at the door of this inconspicuous little Taoist temple, watching the group of rich and noble people walking away, and the disciples around him asked in a low voice.
"Since he mentioned that immortals are dreaming, there is a high probability that the old Taoist has met his colleague..."
"In this case, can I still hold my hand as a teacher?"
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"Please also inform Zhao Xinshi that Pindao will definitely handle it with care and will not slack off."
"Moreover, immortals swallow clouds and spit out mist, and are free in the world. They have no desires or pursuits. Therefore, how difficult it is for immortals to enter the dreams of ordinary people."
Yang Jian, who was beside the carriage, heard the call from the official Zhao Ji coming from inside the carriage. He quickly dismounted and got into the carriage.
"I heard from the Taoist priest that those who can enter dreams are all monsters and evil creatures. Is it possible that the same cannot be said for immortals and others?"
"Ah, this..."
"I remember asking you to go find Gao Aiqing and inquire about Gao Zhang. It seems that he once mentioned that he had been seriously ill more than a month ago."
"Haha... As a teacher, I noticed that this believer was reserved in his words and inadvertently pointed out his anger, and I knew that he was either rich or noble."
If there are people competing for business, of course you can't be lenient or show mercy.
This makes sense, but...
Yang Jian's head was buzzing, Guanjia, what kind of crazy question are you asking? This slave is just a eunuch, not an immortal, okay?
When he saw the official Zhao Ji sitting in the carriage with a serious expression, he quickly bent down and lowered his head.
What's more, the officials didn't say anything, so naturally there was no need for me to stand up and be a bad person.
After Zhao Ji entered the palace, Yang Jian once again quietly left the palace city and galloped straight towards the new Cao Gate of Bianliang City.
"I wonder what the official's instructions are for calling the slaves?"
"Speaking of this, the old Taoist once encountered a strange thing fifty years ago. A nightmare took away a person's luck..."
"At that time, it seemed like he didn't even recognize his parents, right?"
Official Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes, considered for a long time, then nodded slightly, raised his hand and motioned Yang Jian to come closer, and whispered for a while.
"..."
"Tell me, Tokyo, the imperial capital of our Song Dynasty, why are there still evil things causing trouble?"
Hearing this, as a fraudster, oh no, a seasoned Taoist with considerable experience in cultivation, he chuckled after hearing this.
After sending the self-proclaimed butler out of the gate and watching him drive away, Daochang Zhang showed an excited and weird smile.
"Well..." After hearing Yang Jian's answer, Zhao Ji nodded slightly with satisfaction.
Could it be that some demons and monsters are possessing him, confusing him, and trying to devour the vitality and true yang of himself, the best person in the world...
"The official family, Bianliang, Tokyo, has a population of more than one million. Among the mixed fish and dragons, there may also be the evil spirits mentioned by the official family."
"Zhao Xinshi, immortals are all heavenly beings. Their longevity is endless. They have magical powers and can move mountains and seas at their fingertips. The art of entering dreams is naturally also easy."
The disciple suddenly had a look of astonishment on his face, as everyone was doing a business of taking people's money and eliminating disasters with them.
Yang Jian looked at this old Taoist who was probably in his early fifties, but considering that he was a Taoist and had a long lifespan, it was unusual for him not to be old.
"Master, why are you laughing? Just now, the housekeeper invited Master to come and exorcise evil spirits among the believers and disciples. Is there something fishy here?"
In this kind of business, it is natural for peers to become enemies, and everyone hopes that the exclusive business will be more exciting.
After all, the official family admires Taoism and likes to make friends with Taoist alchemists. Maybe within a few months, this old Taoist will become the official's consultant on immortality cultivation.
"Well, that's good." Yang Jian stood up with satisfaction and, accompanied by the Taoist priest, walked toward the outside world.
"You don't need to say much, just cheer up and tidy up the temple. Remember, show me all your abilities and methods to Pindao."
After saying that, Zhang Laodao quickly entered the main hall of the Taoist temple and saluted the enshrined clay statue.
This Zhao Xinshi is obviously a very wealthy man. As long as he can perform brilliantly and catch his eye, he will definitely be successful in the future.
Besides, exorcising evil spirits from children, haha... How could a veteran like me, Master Dao, lack the means to scare children into crying?
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