Volume 1: Abandoned Land Chapter 1: Evil Daoist, Stupid
"Taoist Priest, my daughter has fallen into the hands of a fierce ghost. You must save her! As long as my daughter can be rescued, I am willing to offer ten thousand taels of gold. Please help Taoist Priest."
Mr. Chen is in his sixties this year. His gray eyebrows and beard are occasionally mixed with a few tufts of black silk. He is wearing a slightly loose purple cloud robe made of nan silk. He looks very haggard and exhausted.
Who would have thought that in just three months, the tall and philanthropic man in Liucheng, the richest man in the Chen family, would turn into the miserable person he is today with sunken cheeks, sallow complexion, skinny as wood, and a stooped body!
The Chen family has a great cause, but the people are not prosperous.
In Mr. Chen's generation, the entire huge mansion was supported by the old man. In order to have an heir, more than 20 years ago, Mr. Chen, who was just over 40, once took in more than 20 children in one year.
Concubines, these concubines all have one thing in common, they have full breasts and fat buttocks, which is what the saying goes, they are good at giving birth.
It's a pity that even though Mr. Chen works hard every night like an old cow, none of the many women who are easy to have children can get pregnant. Gradually, it is secretly spread throughout the Chen family that Mr. Chen has bad roots.
There are rumors that the Chen family is afraid of extinction.
Naturally, these rumors could not be hidden from the ears of Mr. Chen, but the frustrated Mr. Chen could no longer control them, or in other words, he no longer wanted to control them. Thinking that the huge Chen family would eventually be wiped out in a hundred years, Mr. Chen couldn't help but shed tears.
In fact, Mr. Chen had long suspected that the problem was his own. He had secretly invited famous doctors and even asked for favors, spending countless gold and silver to hire a medical expert from the capital of Qin to treat him.
It's just that no matter whether this national player, the famous doctor in the city, or those wild men in the world, they all come up with the same result. Mr. Chen is in very good health, and there is no way he can't conceive an heir.
This result rekindled a glimmer of hope for Mr. Chen, who was already desperate, and he started taking concubines like crazy throughout Liucheng. But Mr. Chen seemed to be cursed with no descendants. No matter how hard he tried, none of these wives and concubines could survive.
, my stomach was flat from beginning to end.
This situation greatly affected Mr. Chen. In despair, he moved directly to the Buddhist hall, where he fasted, chanted Buddha's name, and knelt down to pray to the Bodhisattva who gave birth to his son.
I don’t know if it was really the Bodhisattva who appeared or for other reasons. In the third year after Mr. Chen lived in the Buddhist temple, one of the thin concubines who daily served the old man’s daily life suddenly became pregnant. This news was no different to Mr. Chen.
Overjoyed by the bodhisattva's gift, the old man waved his hand and immediately built a Buddhist temple in Chen's house. He even invited the bodhisattva to his bedroom and offered incense and incense every day.
Mr. Chen attached great importance to this child, almost treating it as his own destiny. Perhaps because he was afraid that his child would be bumped, Mr. Chen became so frantic that he ordered his pregnant concubine not to leave the bedroom. Four or five
The maid kept guarding the bed day and night.
As her belly grew bigger and bigger, even though she was provided with delicious food and drinks every day, her health was still getting worse day by day. She was locked in the room every day, and her mood became more and more depressed.
Mr. Chen is very hard-hearted in this matter. As long as his child is safe and sound, he doesn't care about the life and death of a concubine. Even if he leaves the mother and keeps the child, he will not hesitate to do so. His obsession with the child has overcome
Over everything.
Under Mr. Chen's paranoid care, the concubine managed to survive until ten months of pregnancy, but by this time her body was extremely weak and she was unable to give birth to the child.
Seeing that one of the two would die in a difficult childbirth, Mr. Chen made a quick decision and picked up the knife at hand and cut open the woman's belly. The child's cry accompanied the woman as she took her last breath, alternately with sadness and joy.
But for Mr. Chen, who was holding the baby carefully, this moment was undoubtedly the happiest moment in his life.
Although she was just a girl, she felt a little disappointed, but in his joy, Mr. Chen no longer cared about this. He was thinking that when the girl grew up, he would recruit a son-in-law so that he could continue the family line.
Fifteen years have gone by in a blink of an eye.
After the Hairpin Ceremony, the threshold of the Chen family was almost broken by the matchmaker. The young lady of the Chen family was extremely talented and beautiful, and she was the most beautiful woman in the city. Almost everyone knew about it.
However, when it was learned that Mr. Chen was planning to recruit a child into the family, the entire Liucheng was in an uproar. For some wealthy families, it was undoubtedly impossible for their children to marry into the family. The Chen family's mansion, which was originally bustling with people, suddenly became a lot deserted.
Mr. Chen didn't care at all about this situation. With the power of the Chen family, couldn't he recruit a talented person?!
However, on the night when Mr. Chen posted notices all over the city to choose a good son-in-law for his daughter, Miss Chen disappeared mysteriously.
Mr. Chen almost went crazy. Not only did he send out all the people in the mansion, but he also personally begged the families with whom he had good relations and asked them to help in the search. He even spent a lot of gold and silver to find officials.
He asked for a large number of soldiers patrolling the city to help.
Mr. Chen almost turned the entire Liucheng upside down, but he didn't find anything.
Three months have passed, and Miss Chen's family seems to have completely disappeared from the world, without any trace.
Mr. Chen had no choice but to turn to the power of gods and Buddhas. As before, he knelt down and worshiped Bodhisattvas every day, hoping to keep his daughter safe and sound.
Perhaps he was thinking about it day by day and dreaming at night. More than ten days ago, Mr. Chen suddenly dreamed of his daughter in his sleep. However, the daughter in the dream was held hostage by a ghost full of black energy, saying that he was being detained.
The man who died in the dry well in the backyard was unjust and asked his father to save me.
He originally thought it was just a nightmare, but after dreaming about the same scene for a week, Mr. Chen began to realize something was wrong.
Although the Chen family has a great family and a great business, they are all ordinary people with mortal bodies. How can they fight against evil spirits?
In desperation, Mr. Chen could only seek help from those Buddhist and Taoist temples, promising that as long as he could rescue his daughter from the evil ghost and send her to reincarnation, he would give her ten thousand taels of gold.
However, these worldly fat monks and thin Taoists are okay for fooling ordinary people. Facing this kind of real evil spirits, their performance is not much better than that of ordinary people.
After a lot of trouble, not only did they not get rid of the evil ghost, but they were frightened and went crazy.
The Taoist in front of me is in his forties. His eyebrows and beard have been carefully trimmed. He has a hairpin made of polished mutton-fat white jade and is wearing a black gold Taoist robe woven with gold and silver edges. But this
The extremely expensive attire, coupled with the short and thick stature and a naturally vicious face, look like a stubborn stone wrapped in gold and jade, which looks extremely out of place.
From beginning to end, the vicious Taoist had no expression on his face. Only when he heard the words "ten thousand taels of gold", he unconsciously raised his eyebrows. The skin on his face was a little loose, and he tried hard to make a sound.
He looked kind and kind, but now he looked even more ferocious.
Next to the Taoist, an eight or nine-year-old boy with a brown face and a worn-out Taoist robe was struggling with the food in his hand. He held a piece of cold melon bigger than his head in his left hand and grabbed it with his right hand.
A plump chicken leg, sucking the snot that came out of the nose, and swallowing like a starving ghost reincarnated.
After just a cup of tea, Taoist Taoist Fierce finished his discussion with Mr. Chen. He turned around and saw his child looking like this, and couldn't help but frown.
"Han'er? Han'er!"
As if he was immersed in the delicious food, he called out without responding. The vicious Taoist's face darkened, with a look of disgust and impatience on his face, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and yelled again.
"Hehehe, master, you can eat the cold melon!"
As if frightened by this voice, the half-remaining fat chicken leg in the boy's right hand fell to the ground with a "thud", rolled down twice, and landed right at the Taoist's feet.
The Taoist, whose shoes were stained with grease, seemed to be extremely angry. He kicked the chicken legs away and glared at his stupid disciple, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The boy didn't seem to notice it. When he saw the chicken legs flying away, he chuckled and raised half a piece of cold melon in his hand and handed it to the vicious Taoist.
The veins on the Taoist's forehead jumped. He resisted the urge to slap away the stupid disciple in front of him. He suppressed the anger that rushed to his forehead and said fiercely, "Put down the food first, take the things, and follow the master to catch ghosts."
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As he spoke, he put on his golden robe and walked out of the hall without looking back. Behind him, the foolish disciple carried a half-human-sized purple wood gourd in his left hand and a black flag covered with talisman paper in his right hand.
Carrying a tightly wrapped gray package on his back, he staggered along with the Taoist's steps, looking a little embarrassed.