There were still about a hundred meters away from Luoshen Temple, when I saw a dozen men and women in suits and leather shoes gathered at the door.
When we saw the three of us walking towards the Taoist temple, just like at the foot of the mountain, someone among them shouted to us:
"How did you get up here? Didn't anyone stop you at the bottom of the mountain?
Luoshen Temple is closed today, please come back in two days."
Before this person finished speaking, another person had already recognized Zhuge Zhengqi's very easy-to-recognize face.
He grabbed his companion and whispered something in his ear.
Then he said to us with a smile on his face:
"Master Zhuge, are you back?
Our boss was talking about you just now, saying why he didn't see you.
He's new here, it's his first time going out with the boss, so don't get along with him."
While this man was speaking, the other people around him had consciously separated, making way for the three of us to pass.
Zhuge Zhengqi turned into a silly look again. When he walked to these people, he even laughed a few times while drooling.
When I walked into the Taoist temple, I heard someone talking behind me, saying:
"Isn't this just a retard? Why are you being so polite to a retard?"
"Shut up! Don't let him hear.
Those who curse, please don’t bring trouble to me.”
After hearing the discussion, Zhuge Zhengqi smiled slightly, turned around, walked to the door, closed the Taoist temple door, and bolted the door before the people outside could react.
At this time, I happened to see Gil Jin walking out of the hall carrying tea.
When he saw the three of us coming back, he was stunned for a moment, then pouted at the main hall to indicate that there were more outsiders inside.
Before Zhuge Zhengqi could make any move, Bu Liuxian's voice came from the hall:
"Liujin, are the donors from outside coming in to borrow the toilet?
If you don't be so unkind and don't care about food and drink, how can you still ignore diarrhea?"
Just when Gilu Jin was about to answer, his brother spoke first and said:
"Master, it's my disciple Zhengqi who went out to give lectures and returned."
"Oh, Zhengqi, are you back?
Where is Mr. Beidou? Are you back too?
You kid doesn't know how to do things, so call me in advance and I'll go down the mountain to pick you up with gold.
Third brother, please sit down for a while.
So what - my apprentice is back, I have to go out and pick him up."
At this time, another old man's voice came from the hall:
"Lao Liu, judging from what you said, isn't your apprentice my apprentice?
I haven’t seen this kid Zhengqi for a while. Don’t tell me, I just like his big round face.”
While they were talking, the two old men walked out of the hall one after the other.
The person walking in front was Bu Liuxian, the host of the temple, and the smell of urine on his body could be smelled from a distance.
Following him was an old man in his sixties. Compared to the slovenly Bu Liuxian, this old man looked more like an old Taoist priest with some Taoism.
He was wearing a short Tang suit, his white hair was not messy, and he wore a pair of rimless glasses on his face.
However, compared to Bu Liuxian's fair-haired boyish face, this old man is still a bit inferior. There are already several very obvious age spots on his face.
He said he was here to greet Zhuge Zhengqi, but since he walked out of the Taoist temple, his eyes have been lingering on Qiu Beidou's face.
The old man looked at Qiu Beidou with a smile and said to Bu Liuxian:
"Lao Liu, why are there still strangers? You didn't even ask to introduce them to me?"
Before Bu Liuxian could speak, Fatty Qiu bowed slightly and said:
"My Taoist priest Beidou of Zhongyuan Temple, he is my junior brother Shen Lian.
At the invitation of the master of the temple here, I came to Luoshen to observe and debate the teachings."
It seems that Fatty Qiu knows the origin of the old man across from me, and even made up my identity.
The old man smiled and nodded, then looked at Bu Liuxian, the bun on his gilded head, and Zhuge Zhengqi's shawl hair. Then he said to Qiu Beidou with a smile:
"Mr. Beidou, you and your junior brother are also Taoist priests.
But why don’t you two have a Taoist priest’s bun like us?”
Qiu Beidou answered fluently and said:
"There are different Taoist schools. Ours focuses on cultivating the mind rather than cultivating the body."
The old man was stopped in one sentence, and I gave Fatty Qiu a thumbs up in my heart.
Thinking of those bastards outside the gate at the bottom of the mountain, I felt uncomfortable in my heart, and I followed Qiu Beidou and said:
"Brother is right
Old donor, you are also interesting. There are so many old men in the world who don’t wear buns. Why are you just staring at us brothers?
Are you from the Quanzhen Religion Commission for Discipline Inspection?
Don't worry about us monks' affairs if you have nothing to do, and be careful not to go out on rainy days, or be careful of thunder striking you."
The old man still had a smile on his face, but he said:
"Eh? Little Master, why do you say such vulgar words?
Can a monk speak like this?"
"I cultivate my virtues but not my words. It's none of your business.
If you talk too much, I will fix you."
I was about to go over and give the old man a slap in the face, but just because I was cursing like this, the old man instead laughed and said:
"That's because I'm talking too much. It's a good time this time.
I want to learn Taoism in front of two masters."
At this time, Bu Liuxian said:
"Third brother, these two Taoist brothers came all the way.
Let them take a breath first
Gold, you clean up the room in the west wing.
Invite the two Taoist brothers to go in and rest.
What about that? You and Zhengqi will go down the mountain together later, collect three hundred yuan, and we’ll also have a toothpaste ceremony.
Isn’t that right? My third brother has arrived, and two senior brothers have come to debate the Taoism. It’s double happiness.”
"In front of the third brother, how can I ask you, the sixth brother, to pay for it?
The people outside listened and went to prepare a banquet. It was prepared at the foot of the mountain and served while it was hot.
Lao Liu, I am also borrowing your precious land to give you a toast to the two masters."
“Third brother, how can I ask you to pay for my three-thirds of an acre of land?
Gilded, are you a dead kid? Hurry up and go
One hundred more."
While the two brothers were fighting, Qiu Beidou took me and hid in the empty house where I originally lived.
After I came in and sat down, I said to Fatty Qiu:
"Senior brother, do you know that old man outside?
Listening to how affectionate the third brother and the sixth brother were, if I hadn't listened to Zhuge's words before, I would have thought they were really close buddies."
Fatty Qiu sat on the camp bed, narrowed his eyes and said:
"Don't underestimate that old man,
Do you know the Fuxing Society, the predecessor of Juntong?
He and Bu Liuxian were both among the Eighteen Arhats of the Fuxing Society back then.
Back then, it was on this Luoshen Mountain that sixteen of the Eighteen Arhats died, and only the two of them were left."