Old Taoist Yuan Qing fell to the ground and wept silently.
Hearing what Chilong Zhenren said, he raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face with his sleeves, and said sadly: "I am happy that you cut down the mountain and destroy the temple. My whole family, I am afraid that the Taoist altar that I have worked so hard to build will be destroyed."
What a disaster...
This is the current situation in Fujian.
The lineage of the Taoist Taoist altar is declining, while the Buddhist and Wumen Taoist altars are strong.
This is God's will,
Why do you have to go against destiny?"
Old Taoist Yuanqing cried sadly again while talking.
At present, the Huntian Taoist Temple and Youzhou Lushan have only exchanged harsh words and have not officially fought each other. This old man looks like this. He has obviously been frightened by the Huntian Taoist Temple.
Master Chilong frowned and looked at him for a while, without saying anything to him. He turned around and said to Su Wu, "I'm going to stew the chicken in the pot."
have spoken,
Then he stepped past Yuan Qing, who was slumped on the ground, and went straight to the ruined temple.
Su Wu stood in front of the altar, looked at the Taoist Yuanqing with trembling lips and dull eyes, and asked aloud: "Your family, wife, children, and disciples of the Taoist altar are all under the control of the Huntian Taoist altar now?
"
"Eh..." Old Taoist Yuan Qing raised his eyes and looked at Su Wu - a few rays of light appeared in his eyes, and his eyes fell on Su Wu's purple ribbon fairy clothes, and the light in his eyes dimmed again, "It was me who harmed them, yes
The old Taoist has harmed them..."
"I think you are also a Taoist priest.
How could the entire family and even the disciples be controlled so easily by the Huntian Taoist Altar?" Su Wu placed the various utensils on the altar and continued to ask Yuanqing Taoist.
Yuanqing Lao Taoist murmured: "My skills are always inferior to those of others, and I was scared out of my wits by the Master of the Huntian Taoist Temple. When fighting, I lost easily. This is how the whole family ended up being controlled by the Huntian Taoist Temple."
.
They sent me to deliver a message,
My words were not conveyed well, and even the third young master was killed.
It can’t end like this…”
"It seems like,
They indeed have the motive to kill your wife, children and disciples to vent their anger.
After all, the third son of Master Chuandu is dead, so that Master must be filled with grief and anger, and it is very possible that he will kill your wife and children." Su Wu said with a serious expression.
His words fell on the ears of Yuanqing Lao Tao, who made the old Tao look miserable and lowered his head in silence.
"If you don't return to the Huntian Taoist Altar at this time,
They will even think that you have surrendered to the 'Red Dragon Master', and they will kill your whole family." Su Wu said again.
Yuan Qing panicked, looked up at Su Wu, and asked: "Then what should I do? If I don't go back, my wife, children, and disciples will die. If I go back, they and I will both die...
Is it now time for us to cut off the incense at the Wuwei Taoist altar?"
"yes."
Su Wu nodded.
Yuan Qing's face turned pale.
"We are going to die anyway, so you might as well lead the way for us to the Huntian Taoist Altar.
Since he wants to kill your whole family,
We will rush to kill him before they take action. In this way - your whole family will not have to die?" Su Wu said his theory without changing his expression.
Yuan Qing was stunned when he heard Su Wu's words: "Kill, kill, kill - kill him all over the house?!"
"Exactly." Su Wu nodded.
"No, no, no, it won't work!" Old Taoist Yuan Qing shook his head repeatedly, "How powerful is the Huntian Taoist Altar? How could it be the two of you - the three of us..."
At the end,
He suddenly stopped talking and paused,
He changed his words and added: "It seems that this is the only way I can go."
Su Wu looked at him expressionlessly and didn't speak.
"The Huntian Taoist Temple is located in the east of Jiyun Town. They built a large earth building. There are three floors in the earth building. Each floor has three living rooms, 'left, middle and right'. The living rooms on the left and right of the third floor are all dedicated to the 'left and right black evil gods'.
, only the central hall is dedicated to the 'Huntian Relics',
A large number of soldiers and horses gathered in each of the nine guest rooms..."
Yuan Qing told Su Wu all the arrangements of the Huntian Taoist Altar.
…
Inside the ruined temple.
Chilong Zhenren took two chopsticks and forked out the pheasant in the earthen pot, tore it into three parts, divided it equally with Su Wu and Yuan Qing, and poured a bowl of chicken soup for each of the three.
The three of them gathered around the fire, ate chicken, drank soup, and put out the fire.
Yuan Qing still led the way on his black donkey.
Su Wu and Chi Long were sitting on the cart,
There was no animal pulling the cart, but it turned its wheels on its own and followed Yuanqing to Jiyun Town.
When we reach the zenith of the sun,
The three of them arrived at Jiyun Town.
The gongs and drums in Jiyun Town were noisy. A stage was set up in the open space in the middle of the town. The drama "Mu Lian Sutra Saves the Mother" was being performed on it. The "Yan Duan" had already been performed on the stage. The actors on the stage
People sang and danced, causing the people gathered in the audience to clap their hands.
Zaju has just started to take off for a while now.
There are not many plays,
Dramas like "Mu Lian Jing Saves Mother" can only be seen once in a while in big cities.
You can see it today at the town market, naturally attracting many people to watch.
Most of the people came into contact with this form of entertainment for the first time, and they were all very curious. They gathered in front of the stage and refused to leave for a while. Soon more and more people gathered around the stage. There was a lively atmosphere of playing and singing on the stage, and there were also people in the audience.
There was a lot of noise, and the villagers and people who knew each other were talking lively to each other.
"Go and have a look!"
Chilong Zhenren parked the cart in a remote place. With his tall and strong stature, he squeezed out several young girls and young wives from the outside of the crowd, causing people to look at him angrily.
He didn't care at all and just led Su Wu and Yuan Qing to squeeze in.
Yuan Qing followed behind Su Wu,
I just feel that the further you go in, the harder it becomes.
Those women in the boudoir who avoided the bearded Taoist with disgust on their faces, and the married women's eyes suddenly shone when they saw Su Wu in front of them. They refused to get out of the way, and instead kept moving closer to Su Wu.
The young Taoist priest in purple clothes in front did not know what method he used.
Every time someone crowded towards him, they would pass him by unconsciously.
Of course those people did not leave Su Wu in the crowd,
However, Yuanqing, who was at the end of the list, suffered. He was squeezed into the crowd by many people, unable to advance or retreat. Under the questioning eyes of the older girls and younger wives, he became increasingly sad.
Dao Hong and Su Wu walked to a position near the front of the stage,
The two of them listened attentively to the newly released drama "Mulian Sutra: Saving the Mother".
The heritage of drama has a long history,
From the pre-Qin period to the Song Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty gradually developed.
During this period, the drama that people saw most was Zaju.
The current drama tells the story of a disciple of the Buddha, named Moggallana, who went to hell to save his mother. This Venerable Moggallana, in folklore, is often referred to as "Moggallana" by the people.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva' is confused.
Nowadays, the drama that Su Wu and Chi Long are watching,
Play to the end,
There is also the acrobatic performance of the Venerable Moggallana who achieved enlightenment, was in hell, and was revered as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
It also attracted bursts of applause from people.
The two of them were in the crowd,
I even heard many people chanting the Buddha's name on the stage.
"Buddhism has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Fujian. The Taoist altars and temples of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva are much more popular than the Taoist temples. Even the Wumen Taoist altar is gradually influenced by the Buddhist Taoist altar and begins to be tolerated and absorbed by the Buddhist Taoist altar.
." Master Chilong looked at the performance on the stage that had not yet concluded. He shook his head and said a few words with emotion, and then said, "It is a good way for Buddhism to use this method to promote its own sect and paint its face with gold paint.
It's just that the singing of this play is not pleasant,
Too soft, too soft..."
As he spoke, he hummed a few opera lines,
He raised the tune again, but still felt that the taste was not right. He shook his head repeatedly and said: "It's still too soft..."
Although Chilong Taoist did not have a high opinion of the current drama and did not like its soft tone, Su Wu still noticed that his master was obviously a Taoist who liked singing and other entertainment.
Su Wu also saw an old pipa on the master's cart.
Now,
The performance on stage remains the same,
But the number of people watching around gradually decreased.
The sky is getting dark for some unknown reason,
In just two or three minutes, all the people around the stage dispersed.
Chilong Zhenren was paying attention to the performance on the stage and seemed completely unaware that the people around him suddenly dispersed. When he saw the musician playing the pipa on the stage, he suddenly turned around and said to Su Wu: "Bring so-and-so's pipa."
Su Wu nodded,
From the wooden box that was folded into a huge bookbox behind him, he took out a pipa and handed it to Chilong Zhenren.
Master Chilong took the pipa, sat cross-legged on the floor, and played a few times along with the tune on the stage.
He frowned, shook his head repeatedly, and said: "Too soft, too soft..."
"Master, don't you like this tune?"
Su Wu reached out to Master Chilong.
Master Chilong handed the old pipa to Su Wu again.
Holding the pipa, Su Wu recalled the different tones produced by different strings when the real Chilong played the strings. His fingers immediately fell on the strings, recalling the tones of a song.
Fiddled with it a few times...
‘A laugh from the sea’…
A familiar melody flowed from the strings.
When he first heard this melody, which was completely different from today's popular operas, Chilong frowned slightly, but the next moment his brows widened and his eyes brightened: "Generous and heroic!
Is it gone?!”
Su Wu handed the old pipa back to Master Chilong and shook his head: "I forgot the last one, just wait until I remember it."
"You guy!"
Master Chilong glared at him,
Then he lowered his head and stroked the strings,
The melody popped up again - 'A laugh from the sea'.
"No words?
What word is better to use? Why is the following word missing?
You really deserve to be beaten, you really deserve to be beaten!"
Chilong Zhenren was indignant.
Su Wu's face was expressionless.
all around,
The sky is getting darker and darker,
Yuan Qing, who had been pulled down by Su Wu intentionally or unintentionally, had already disappeared.
There are no actors or actresses on the stage, and the soft and beautiful drama before seems to be just a dream. The stage is still there, but only the scarlet curtain is rolled up on the stage.
The real Chilong bowed his head and played the old pipa.
In this world,
It seems that only this pair of master and disciple is left.