It would be too unwise to be picky now. So I could only give him a look of resignation.
The lone wolf shriveled up in an instant, his mouth clucked, and he wanted to fill his stomach with some lingering fragrance, but it was a pity...
"I almost forgot about you, my disciple. Wait a minute, I still have something for him to eat." Qingjing Sanren looked at the lone wolf eating, and then he remembered that there was a big white wolf. He said a little embarrassedly,
Then left.
As soon as he heard that there was food for himself, the lone wolf immediately raised his head and walked back and forth in front of Fang Zheng with a proud look, as if he was showing off his power.
Fang Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid dog, but stood up and walked towards the main hall.
The main hall is very simple, with a wooden structure and two floors, a standard ancient building. Fang Zheng estimated that the appearance of this main hall must be hundreds or thousands of years old.
However, what surprised Fang Zheng was that although this hall was very old, it was still very well preserved. The cornices were complete and the patterns on them were quite clear.
At this moment, the voice of Qingjing Sanren came: "When Pindao first came, this hall was in a dilapidated state. Later Pindao asked people to repair the hall. It took two years to repair it. In the past two years, Pindao asked people to repair the hall.
Dao also learned many repair methods, and the subsequent repair work was all done by Pindao. Although there are some flaws, it is much better than before."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately clicked his tongue. He thought he had seen through this beautiful Taoist priest, but now he looks at it. What kind of Taoist priest is this? He is an all-round master! Fang Zheng shook his head secretly. It is a pity that such a perfect woman went into the mountains.
Blind. But then I thought about it, who is qualified to marry such a decathlon girl and hide her beauty?
People like Qingjing Sanren will never be left in the house in this life. They are destined to be immortals seeking immortality.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng said: "The real person is really versatile, I admire him."
But Qingjing Sanren smiled bitterly and said: "There is no way, there is no one in the deep mountains and forests, so we can only rely on ourselves. All this can be regarded as being forced by life."
Fang Zheng thought about the same truth. There is a saying that goes well: behind any strong woman, there is either no man or no reliable man, so she has to treat herself as a man.
As he spoke, Fang Zheng's eyes fell on the plaque in the center of the hall, with three big characters written on it - Sanqing Hall!
A layman looks at the excitement, and an expert looks at the door. Perhaps in the eyes of others, these three characters are just three old characters, and there are not many clues. That is because the mottled edges and corners of these three characters have been mottled and unclear.
But these three words fell in Fang Zheng's eyes, and Fang Zheng couldn't help but frown. These three words were already mottled, but Fang Zheng was able to make up for the vague traces. At that moment, the majestic atmosphere seemed like everything in the world.
The aura in one sleeve suddenly flashed out, making Fang Zheng look at it, as if he saw not three words, but a river, the sun and the moon, rotating naturally!
This is very similar to his Dragon Buddha document! Unfortunately, the characters are torn and there is no signature underneath. I don’t know whose hand it was.
Fang Zheng really couldn't believe that there were people in this world who could write words comparable to those written by Dragon Buddha! But Fang Zheng soon felt relieved. What he said was comparable to what he wrote, and what he wrote was different from what Buddha wrote.
The difference is thousands of miles, so it is a bit too much to say that this word is comparable to the writings of dragons and Buddhas.
Even so, the natural way contained in this word is something Fang Zheng has only seen in his life. It is conceivable that the person who wrote this word must be a Taoist great master!
However, Fang Zheng also secretly thought that it was a pity that the words he made up in his mind were not as good as the real words. If he could see the complete words, he would definitely be a feast for the eyes.
"The signboard of this hall in the early years has been destroyed long ago. Although Pindao saw that the signboard was old, it still had the charm of history, so he was not willing to replace it." Qingjing Sanren also noticed Fangzheng's doubts and thought that Fangzheng disliked it, so he explained.
road.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's okay if you don't change it. This word is worth thousands of gold. It's a pity that I don't know who wrote it..."
Qingjing Sanren was startled: "Is this word so valuable?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "If the San people allow it, I would like to complete the words above, but I don't know if it is possible."
"This..." Qingjingsan people were a little embarrassed. I asked a monk to draw the Taoist plaque. I don't know if Sanqing Taoist Patriarch would slap her to death.
Fang Zheng also knew that it was difficult for people to be clean and scattered, so he smiled casually and said: "That's all, I just think it's a pity that these three words are so useless. Please forgive me for the abruptness."
After saying this, Fang Zheng did not look at the words, but stepped into the main hall, leaving Qingjing Sanren standing behind him, frowning and contemplating, as if he was still thinking about Fang Zheng's words.
Fang Zheng didn't care about her. His temperament was like the wind. When it blew, it was like a gust of wind. After it blew, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, leaving no trace or nostalgia.
The layout of the main hall is not much different from that of the temple. There are three statues of gods enshrined on it, namely Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and Taiqing Daode Tianzun, also commonly known as Taishang Laojun.
Fang Zheng knew that Taoism was dominated by the Three Pure Ones, and almost all Taoist temples would worship the Three Pure Ones. This San Pure Hall was also named because it worshiped the Three Pure Ones.
Fang Zheng believed in Buddhism, so it was natural that he didn't want to pay homage or stay too long. He politely turned around and left immediately.
When Qingjing Sanren saw Fang Zheng coming out, he seemed to let go of his previous entanglements, and smiled and said: "It's getting late, Master, do you want to take a rest first?"
Fang Zheng thought for a while and planned to take a rest. Qingjing Sanren took Fang Zheng to the guest room. As soon as Fang Zheng sat down, Lone Wolf ran over and said slyly: "Master, are you full?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Nonsense, how can you be full with such a small amount of food?"
Lone Wolf chuckled and said: "Master, that Taoist priest is too stingy. He said he was bringing me food, but it was just a big bowl of vegetarian food. My stomach is still empty... Just now while you were chatting, I secretly went to the backyard.
Turn, guess what I saw?"
Fang Zheng frowned and asked, "What did you see?"
"I saw a lot of delicious food! This Taoist priest is so stingy. She will give you such a plate of food when eating, and she even said she won't eat anything. At first, I thought she was a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, but now I see
Come on, I’m just a stingy guy like you! Uh... Master, don’t pay attention to that metaphor."
Snapped!
Fang Zheng raised his hand and slapped Lone Wolf on the forehead. Did he not care? If he didn't care, would he still be Fang Zheng?
After the beating, Fang Zheng said: "Be careful when speaking, and continue speaking."
Lone Wolf was also used to it. He rubbed his head and continued: "There are a lot of delicious food in the kitchen, all kinds of delicious pastries. Although I didn't eat it, I can smell the smell. It's definitely good! You said
She has prepared so many delicious food in the kitchen, why can’t she entertain us more? Why is she so stingy? Isn’t she afraid that if she keeps it for a long time, she will grow hair?”
Fang Zheng was a little surprised when he heard this. He thought that Qingjingsan was a poor man like him, so he only took out so much food. But after hearing what Lone Wolf said, it didn't seem to be the case.
ps: My son is getting better soon, but I seem to be infected. I have headache, fever, nausea... Hey. Try hard, I want to update ten times tomorrow!