Zhujiazhuang is haunted, and the Taoist priest just arrived at the door.
Needless to say, the Taoist priest riding a donkey is Long Chen.
Seeing Long Chen's good appearance and unpredictable behavior, the strong man guarding the gate immediately asked Long Chen if he could catch ghosts?
Long Chen shook the fly whisk in his hand in front of him, and continued to look at the sky above Zhuangzi, his eyes narrowed into a thin line... After looking at it for a long time, Long Chen said: "Please come out and speak, the owner of the village."
The two strong men were overjoyed and said, "Taoist priest, wait a moment!"
A strong man stood guard at the door, and another strong man turned and ran into Zhuangzi to find Zhu Xi, the housekeeper.
The strong man ran to Zhu Xi's door and met the maid who was drying her shoes. Seeing that there was no one around, the strong man showed an obscene smile on his face: "Lanhua, is the housekeeper here?"
The maid Lanhua glanced at the strong man and said alertly: "Here you are! If you dare to do anything wrong, I'll break your legs!"
This strong man likes Orchid and is always acting recklessly. Orchid scares him with the housekeeper.
I thought the strong man would be afraid, but unexpectedly the strong man said: "I have something to see the housekeeper, please inform me."
Lanhua was slightly surprised, secretly took a step back and said, "Don't mess around!"
The strong man understood and said with a smile: "The butler is not here, you lied to me!"
Lan Hua held a shoe brush made of boar bristles in her hand and raised her voice and shouted: "Shit Dandan, you don't remember to beat me!"
Last time, this strong man molested an orchid, so he was severely beaten by the housekeeper and made to guard the door.
The strong man chuckled and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore. Something really happened. Where is the housekeeper?"
Seeing that the strong man didn't do anything, Lanhua said, "He's in the dining hall, go find him there."
The strong man turned his head three times with each step, looking at Orchid's plump butt with greedy eyes, and thought to himself: The little girl has such a big butt, it would be great to give me two babies!
The strong man reluctantly walked to the dining hall, where the sound of fisting and drinking could be heard, the aroma of wine and meat assaulted his nostrils, and the sound of the strong man's intestines rumbled.
Swallowing his saliva, the strong man carefully stood by the door and looked in. He saw the butler pouring himself a drink beside him, looking quite happy.
The strong man quietly went in, came to the steward's side, took a look at the meat in the bowl, and said: "Steward, there is a Taoist priest outside the door, saying he can catch ghosts!"
When the housekeeper saw the strong man coming in, he looked very disgusted. Lanhua was the maid in his room, and that fat butt belonged to him.
"Taoist? We in Zhujiazhuang believe in taking refuge in Buddhism. What Taoist are we looking for?"
Buddhism is the largest in Xixia, but there are very few Taoist schools and Taoist priests.
When the housekeeper heard that the Taoist came to his door, his first reaction was to refuse.
The strong man said: "Steward, people in Zhuangzi are in panic. I don't care if they are monks or Taoists. They can catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits."
The butler frowned, slapped the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said coldly: "Do you want you to be the butler? Orchid's butt is pretty good, right?"
The strong man immediately apologized and said with a smile: "The butler is joking, who am I? I will drive that bull away right away!"
The strong man walked out of the canteen in despair and walked back to the door. The strong man smelled the smell of wine and meat on his body and became even hungrier.
When he returned to the door, he saw Long Chen standing on the side of the road, stroking his beard and watching the farmers working. The donkey was leisurely eating grass on the field ridge.
"Wuna Taoist, please go, the village owner doesn't have time to see you!"
The strong man wanted a fat butt, but got a cold ass, which made him feel very unhappy.
When Long Chen saw the strong man looking like this, he knew that this guy had hit a wall.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, since the owner of the village is not free, I will take my leave!"
Long Chen rode a donkey, rang the Sanqing bell, sang Taoist songs, and wandered away from Zhuangzi.
Zhujiazhuang is really big and has a lot of land.
Zhu Yong's farmhands, tenants, and slaves in the village are estimated to number tens of thousands.
“The rich are separated from each other by fields, but the poor have no place to stand.”
Long Chen sighed slightly.
From ancient times to the present, the rich have gotten richer and the poor have gotten poorer. This has never changed.
"Tao Te Ching" says: The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than enough damage. This is not the case with the way of man: when there is not enough damage, there is more than enough.
The way of heaven cuts the peaks and fills the valleys, bringing the world back into balance.
Human society is different. Power and wealth continue to accumulate, and those at the top are like vampires, draining the world of people's wealth and anointment.
The way of heaven wipes out humanity again and again, and humanity gathers wealth again and again.
Dynasties rise and fall again and again, the root cause of which lies in the annexation of land and the concentration of wealth.
The concentration of power and wealth is inevitable, and the collapse of the dynasty is destiny.
“The peaks and ridges are like clusters, the waves are like raging waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside.
Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitated.
It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt.
When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."
Long Chen rode the donkey upside down and slowly walked out of Zhujiazhuang's territory. The people who were farming in the fields listened to Long Chen's singing and watched the donkey go away in confusion.
Long Chen rode a donkey and entered a forest, where Feng He and the rest of the caravan were eating dry food.
"My lord, have you failed?"
Feng He asked in surprise.
Long Chen got off the donkey's back, patted the dust on his feet, and said, "What's weird? Zhu Yong believes in Buddhism, so it's normal for him not to see me, a Taoist priest."
"I'm going to scare you again tonight. It's said that you seek medical treatment if you are in a hurry. If things get serious, the monks and Taoists will not care about you."
Feng He picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Long Chen, and said with a smile: "Sir, I think if you shave your head and pretend to be a wandering monk, they will definitely invite you in."
Long Chen took the cake and sat down to take two bites. It felt too dry.
He picked up the kettle and took a sip of water and said, "What's the bad idea, I shave my head?"
Long Chen doesn't like Buddhism, he prefers Taoism.
I have a good relationship with Mojie, it's a personal relationship.
Feng He suddenly said: "Sir, I heard something."
Long Chen glanced at Feng He and said, "Is it comfortable to hold in your fart?"
Feng He said with a smile: "I heard that Master Ziyun from Zixiao Palace is very beautiful, and she is among the most beautiful brothers in the world."
"If you don't like Buddhism, you can go to Zixiao Palace to listen to Master Ziyun's sermons."
I have heard the name of Master Ziyun for a long time, but I have only heard of her name but not of her person.
but..
"Zixiao Palace is full of women. I, a grown man, go to listen to a sermon. Do you believe it? Master, do you believe it?"
If it were before, it would have been okay for Long Chen to go there under the name of a fake eunuch.
Now this identity can no longer be lost.
Feng He chuckled and said, "I'm just talking, then I'll let them scare Zhu Yong tonight."
After Long Chen finished eating the dry food, he set up a tent in the forest to rest.
The sky gradually darkened, and Zhujiazhuang gradually became quiet.
Zhu Yong drank and ate meat with the men during the day until evening, and then went back to his room to rest drunk.
A brazier was lit at the entrance of Zhuangzi, illuminating the two stone lions at the entrance clearly.
Inside the village, white lanterns were hung under the eaves, and torches were lit on the main road.
Zhuangzi is very bright, but there are no pedestrians in sight. Only the occasional barking of dogs breaks the dead silence, making it even more quiet and eerie.
A watchman held a lantern in one hand, a mallet in the other, and a bamboo tube hanging on his waist.
The watchman half-shrunk his neck and looked around nervously. He hit the bamboo tube at his waist with the mallet in his hand and shouted loudly: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the candle!"
The watchman deliberately raised his voice, as if to embolden himself.
Dodo dodo...
The watchman kept walking forward. He didn't dare to look back and struck hard with the gavel in his hand.
Woo hoo..
A cold wind blew behind him, and a faint whimpering sound came with the wind, and the watchman felt a thrill all over his body.
The watchman didn't look back. He walked forward quickly, his pace getting faster and faster, and finally he turned into running.
The lantern in his hand was shaking wildly, and the candle inside lit the lantern. The watchman ran forward with the burning lantern, and couldn't help shouting: "There is a ghost!"
