I heard that the Taoist priest from yesterday came again, and actually knew that two ghosts appeared in Zhuangzi last night. The housekeeper Zhu Xi did not drive them away immediately this time, but hesitated and said, "Go and stabilize the Taoist priest, I will
Go and report it to the owner of the village."
The strong man ran out with a smile, and the housekeeper Zhu Xi immediately arrived at Zhu Yong's room.
Martial artist He Peng and a strong man were guarding the door with swords. Seeing Zhu Xi coming, He Peng said softly: "The owner of the village has just gone to bed."
Zhu Xi said: "A Taoist came to the door and said he could catch ghosts. I'll tell the owner of the village."
Hearing that the Taoist was catching ghosts, He Peng immediately stepped aside and housekeeper Zhu Xi entered the room. Zhu Yong was fast asleep with a sharp blade in his hand.
There was a strong man sitting next to the bed, with a knife leaning against the bedside.
This man is Zhu Yong's eldest son Zhu Lie.
"The eldest son."
"Butler? What's wrong?"
"A Taoist priest came outside and said he could catch ghosts and eliminate demons. I would like to report this to the owner of the village."
The eldest son, Zhu Lie, frowned and said unhappily: "Steward, our Zhujiazhuang has always worshiped the Buddha, how can you trust a Taoist priest of unknown origin?"
This Zhu Yong is the son of his wife, Mu family, and he was also begged from Zhaoti Temple’s Qiuzitang.
Zhu Yong and Mu both respected Buddhism. This Zhu Lie also practiced in Zhaoti Temple for a period of time. Monk Kongji taught him martial arts. Zhu Lie naturally respected Buddhism and was naturally resistant to Taoism.
Zhu Xi said that a Taoist priest came outside the door, and Zhu Lie was immediately unhappy.
The housekeeper Zhu Xi knew that he would be scolded for saying this, but he still said: "Master, the people asking for help have just been sent out. I'm afraid it will take a few days to wait for the master from Zhaoti Temple to come."
"Nowadays, people in Zhuangzi are in panic. Old Liu, the watchman, died when he returned to his room last night. It is not an option to continue the trouble like this."
"Besides, there is a war going on over there in Yangcheng, so Zhaoti Temple may not be able to send good masters here."
"If it comes, recovers for a few days, and then continues to appear again, then our Zhujiazhuang will never have peace."
Zhu Xi put it politely. The monk from Zhaoti Temple came twice, but it was actually of no use.
This shows that Zhaoti Temple does not exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts at all.
"Where are the people?"
Zhu Yong, who was sleeping, got up, his eyes bloodshot.
He had just woken up and was lying down listening to Zhu Xi's words.
Zhu Lie immediately stood up and said, "Father, won't you sleep for a while?"
Zhu Yong waved his hand and asked Zhu Xi, "Where is he?"
Zhu Xi quickly replied: "Waiting at the gate."
Zhu Yong stood up, and Zhu Lie brought the clothes and shoes over and helped Zhu Yong put them on.
"Let's go! See who he is. If he dares to come to Laozi Village to cheat me out of food and drink, I'll kill him!"
Zhu Xi led the way, Zhu Yong walked out, followed by Zhu Lie and martial artist He Peng.
The men who were helping out in the village happened to be riding out on horseback. They had nothing to do and were going hunting.
When they arrived at the door, they saw Long Chen standing on the roadside, holding a handful of grass and feeding it to the donkey.
"The owner of the village is him."
Zhu Yong and the people behind him looked at Long Chen coldly. Zhu Xi immediately ran over and said, "Taoist Master, this is the owner of my village."
Long Chen took his time and waited for the donkey to finish eating the grass. Then he slowly turned around and walked up to Zhu Yong. He shook the fly whisk in his hand and sang: "The poor man has become a weak man. The owner of the village is polite."
Seeing that Long Chen was young and had a prejudice against Taoism, Zhu Yong looked very rude.
"Where did the Taoist Master come from? Where is the Immortal Mountain?"
Long Chen chuckled and said: "I am from Daliang, my Taoist temple is in Luofu."
Zhu Yong heard that Long Chen's accent was indeed Nanliang, and he was a little surprised that he had come so far, and the contempt in his heart was a little less.
"Oh, the Taoist priest just said he could catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits?"
Long Chen nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I know a thing or two about using talismans to make elixirs to drive away evil spirits and catch demons."
Zhu Yong was still not completely convinced and was still hesitating.
The eldest son Zhu Lie took a step forward, pointed at Long Chen and said: "Taoist, this is Xixia, and what we worship is Buddhism. If you want to fight the autumn breeze in my Zhujiazhuang, you are probably going to the wrong door."
Long Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky above Zhuangzi, and said with a smile: "This good man, a poor man, came to do good deeds when he saw that your village was being invaded by evil spirits."
"If a good person doesn't believe it, just leave it alone. A good person can hire another wise man."
After saying that, Long Chen led the donkey towards the road.
Zhu Xi looked at Zhu Yong anxiously and said, "Master, this..."
Zhu Yong didn't make any moves, but the men who were helping him became more energetic.
"Damn, I've seen a lot of monks, this is the first time I've seen a Taoist priest."
"Master, let's go test the quality of this Taoist priest."
After saying that, several idle men on horseback chased after him from behind.
Zhu Xi said anxiously: "The owner of the village, they..."
Zhu Yong and Zhu Lie didn't say anything and let the idle men chase them on horseback.
Long Chen was riding a donkey and walking slowly in front. Hearing the sound of hooves chasing horses behind him, he smiled coldly in his heart.
When several people arrived behind him, Long Chen suddenly pulled out the mahogany sword on his back, turned around and slashed at the horseshoes of several idle men.
An invisible wave of air swept past, and the legs of the horses where several people were sitting were cut with blood marks by the air wave. The front hooves suddenly knelt down, the horses fell to the ground, and the idle man fell headfirst, rolling on the ground like dried cow dung.
"Ouch..."
The idle man let out a pitiful cry.
Long Chen stopped, inserted the mahogany sword back on his back, and said with a smile: "What do you mean, such a great gift, a poor man can't bear it."
This move made Zhu Yong, martial artist He Peng, and eldest son Zhu Lie dumbfounded.
The sword in Long Chen's hand was obviously a mahogany sword, but it almost cut off the horse's leg.
Is this... Taoism?
The housekeeper Zhu Xi said in surprise: "Master, this is a man of virtue."
Zhu Yong immediately trotted over and bowed to Long Chen: "I am blind and don't recognize the master. Please condescend to Taoist Master Chongxu to come to the village and drink coarse tea."
Long Chen chuckled and said: "I am not an eminent monk from Zhaoti Temple. I am afraid that I will not be able to drink this tea from the owner of the village."
Zhu Yong immediately apologized and bowed: "Don't blame me, Taoist priest. It's rare to see a Taoist priest in Xixia, let alone a Taoist priest with such profound Taoist skills as you."
Long Chen looked at the sky above Zhuangzi, nodded slightly and said: "It doesn't matter whether I drink this tea from the village master, but these two fierce ghosts have been in Zhuangzi for some years. If they are not driven away, I'm afraid no one will be able to rival them."
Zhu Yong was overjoyed and said: "Please ask the Taoist priest to drive away evil spirits."
Long Chen nodded and said with a smile: "Excuse me, Master, to lead the way. I can't get in by myself."
Zhu Yong bowed in shame: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Zhu Yong personally held the donkey's bit for Long Chen and walked inside. The other idle men got out of the way, and the housekeeper Zhu Xi led the way.
When Long Chen passed by, Zhu Lie looked specifically at the sword on Long Chen's back. It was indeed Taomu's.
Zhu Lie was secretly shocked: This Taoist priest is so powerful, he may be even more powerful than Abbot Kongji.
When Long Chen entered Zhuangzi, the idle men on the ground slowly got up. One of them broke his spine and was paralyzed on the ground.
"Brother, give me a hand."
The leading idle man saw that the man was paralyzed and said impatiently: "How can you help the owner of the village like this? You can go back alone."
The idle man followed him into Zhuangzi and left him to fend for himself.
The strong man guarding the door said to another person: "What do I mean, this Taoist priest is an expert."
After entering Zhuangzi, Long Chen immediately saw the Buddhist hall in the middle.
Zhu Yong led the donkey to the main hall and stopped, saying: "Taoist Priest, please come to the hall and have a cup of tea."
Long Chen turned over and said: "Please, owner of the village, please feed Pindao's mount some fodder."
Zhu Yong immediately ordered Zhu Xi: "Feed the Taoist priest's mount with corn and beans."
Zhu Xi immediately led the donkey to the stable to eat.
Zhu Yong respectfully invited Long Chen to enter the main hall, and the guests of honor took their seats on both sides.
Zhu Yong took his seat at the main seat, Long Chen was on the left, and Zhu Lie was on the opposite side.
When the servant served the tea, Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Taoist Master, please try it. This is a good tea bought by Dong Zhou."
Long Chen did not drink, but said: "Master, let's talk about business first."
