Chapter 1090 Building a Temple on Huangpao Mountain
"If you really do your best for me, then I will fulfill my idea. If the Three Officials and Emperors' Temple is not built, I will be unable to sleep or eat."
Xiangque grinned silently, his eyes suppressed the tears that he didn't want to fall, and he still drew two or three drops down the corners of his eyes.
"I just want to wait until the child grows up and tell her that it may not be my fault that I failed to save your mother back then, but I have the ability to save you but I can't. That's my fault. Master, I go to the ancient well.
On the first day of observation, you told me that the most important thing in practicing Feng Shui and Yin and Yang is the Taoist heart. What is the Taoist heart? The Taoist heart is the original heart. If I don’t save my children, where will the original heart come from? The Taoist heart is broken,
What else do I practice Feng Shui, Yin and Yang? I can only regret it once, but I can’t accept it.”
A day later, Qingling's master broke the hundred ghosts on his body's body's soul-sucking surrender. The two black lines in the child's eyes disappeared completely, and the whiteness of his eyes also disappeared. It seemed that this was just a short time ago.
The normal child is nothing special, but the numerology changes have been deeply rooted and have already taken root and sprouted.
As she grows up, her bad luck and bad luck will also grow. This is a person who has no good fortune and luck, and will have to go on with ups and downs for the rest of her life.
Before, the bad luck was only reflected in several unexpected car accidents. Because the child was too young and had too few things to come into contact with, he lived a relatively simple life, but when she could babble and stagger, this kind of bad luck
Continuous situations will gradually increase.
To put it in small matters, I rolled my eyes when I was eating, and I fell to the ground and was bleeding when I was walking, and was scratched by a car while shopping. This was a little bad. To put it in big ways, someone else had a cold and had some water to eat.
The medicine can cure it. For her, it may have to burn pneumonia. The pie may fall from the sky, but the one that hits her head must be a flower pot.
People will be crazy when they live this kind of life. No matter how strong their psychological qualities are, their mentality will be tortured and shattered in the days when they are always unlucky.
Another day later, Xiang Que had already walked out of the excitement of getting rid of the hundred ghosts' soul-sucking intent, and then pulled the old Taoist to look at him with expectations.
"You look at me with this kind of eyes... I'm a little nervous." The old Taoist smashed his mouth and pointed at Xiang Que with his fingers, "Sanguan Emperor Chuan Temple, where do you think it is better to build it?"
To build a temple of the Three Officials, it is definitely not possible to build it by just choosing a place. The most important thing is that the temple cannot be disturbed by anyone. There was an old saying before that, "Is the world under the land of the king?" It means that although the world is still the world, it means that the world is not disturbed by others.
The land is the emperor's own, and now this also applies. China's vast land of 9.6 million square kilometers is all owned by the government, and this temple cannot be built casually.
This is just a very simple premise. The most important thing is that the temple built must be able to increase blessings and fortune for completion. Ordinary places do not meet this condition at all.
"I found that everything is a drink and a peck. In the end, something that may seem irrelevant may become a crucial link... Master, have to go to Huangpao Mountain?
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The old Taoist smiled and said, "That's right."
Set off and head to Hubei again, Huangpao Mountain.
The Three Officials Emperors’ Temple, if you want to know which one is the most suitable one, the first choice is Huangpao Mountain.
Along the way, Xiang Que and the old Taoist rushed the road non-stop, and it took three and a half days to go from Tianshan to Huangpao Mountain.
At the Hualuo Village, the old Taoist calmed down and respectfully kowtowed to the Liangshan Taoist Temple on the top of the mountain, holding the ground with both hands, and kowtowed three times in a row.
Zhang Liang became a disciple of Huang Shigong. Although he was finally divided into two veins with Gujingguan, he was still considered a member of the generation of Gujingguan ancestors.
Xiang Que took some wine and meat from the village and climbed the Liangshan Taoist temple with the old Taoist temple. After a few months, the Taoist temple was still as dilapidated as ever. In the open space in front of the hall, there were still two figures lying lazily on the square bricks, raising their faces.
Cross your legs and bask in the sun.
"Spring is sleepy, autumn is exhausted, summer is not over...comfortable, comfortable"
"At the evening, a pot of old wine, three or two side dishes... is enough, enough"
Bai Xiaosheng lay on the ground and suddenly wrinkled his nose, looked up at the sky and said, "Huh? I just muttered, why did I suddenly feel the smell of wine and meat coming? Why is this?"
At the door, Xiang Que is not surprised. The old Taoist twitched for a long time before he said speechlessly: "It's really a lineage."
Bai Xiaosheng and Ning Haichen suddenly jumped up from the ground. When they saw Xiang Que, they suddenly shuddered: "Hey? Are you a fellow Taoist from Gujingguan?"
Xiangque shook the bottles of wine and cooked food in his hand and said, "Don't you be fine?"
"Swish, swish" Ning Haichen took a small step and trotted over, and took the things in his hand with a smile, saying, "Look, come here, be kind, why are you still bringing something?
Woolen cloth"
Xiang Que also twitched his lips and said, "If you don't bring it, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the gate of Liangshan Taoist Temple."
"Haha, a person with temperament, absolutely." Ning Haichen hummed a small song and led Xiang Que and the old Taoist into the Taoist temple. Bai Xiaosheng rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "This time I come to Liangshan Taoist temple, how many days are you going to stay?
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"Leave in one day"
"Swish" Ning Haichen and Bai Xiaosheng's faces immediately drooped under their crotch.
The old Taoist walked towards the hall with his hands behind his back. The hall snored like thunder. Sun Changting fell on the cushion with a drool.
Sun Changting, Xiang Que, never saw through it. During the day of Liangshan Taoist Temple that month, this old man always looked like he was willing to do so. After eating, sleeping, and then following the old man under the Taoist temple.
They fight for landlords, and they are a typical sunset-like old man.
But if you really classify Sun Changting into the list of eating and waiting to die, it would be obviously too unreliable.
Sun Changting slowly opened his old eyes, and the old Taoist looked at him with his hands behind his back.
Xiang Que, who was following behind, looked at the affectionate state in the eyes of the two old Taoists, and was really afraid that they would accidentally purse their lips and "wave" them.
"Wait outside," the old Taoist commanded without replying.
Sun Changting waved his hand at Bai Xiaosheng and said, "Get out."
"Bang" The old Taoist waved his hand, and the heavy gates on both sides of the hall suddenly disappeared and closed automatically.
Xiang Que and Bai Xiaosheng looked at the closed door, remained silent for a while, and said, "Is there an affair?"
The two old men, who were old, hid mysteriously in the hall. It is not necessary to conclude whether there is any affair, but there must be something between the two old men who don’t want others to hear.
Bai Xiaosheng's attribute seemed to be a fish. After a few seconds, he forgot the two old men in the hall. Instead, he said to Xiang Que with heartache: "Why did you leave after only one day?"
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