In the view, Hui Dao, who had just received fifteen taels of incense money, did not look happy. He glanced at the door, took out the small bronze mirror again, flicked the mirror surface with his palm, and saw a gray-yellow light. , flashed by.
The little Taoist boy was a serious person, so he was shocked when he saw it: "Is this a demon?"
"Yes." Huidao sighed as he put away the mirror.
"Master, you said that you have traveled around in recent days, is it to avoid evil spirits?" The little Taoist boy was not afraid of losing face and asked directly. Huidao did not answer, but walked slowly to the door of the hall, with his hands behind his back, and looked Look at the drizzling sky.
"I'm afraid there will be trouble again in this city."
After saying this, Huidao said to the big pillar not far behind him: "Senior nephew Shen, since you are here, why don't you come out and see me?"
"Isn't this for the sake of your face, uncle?" With a laugh, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes came out from behind the pillar, followed by a Taoist boy, who was a few years older than Hui Dao's disciple, approaching. Become an adult.
But if you look carefully, you can feel that this teenage Taoist boy is silent and has no breath when walking.
This is the difference between the two schools of Tongshan Temple.
The Huidao branch is not allowed to marry and have children, and must abide by many precepts. The names are also chosen by the master from generation to generation, and the common names are abandoned.
But one branch is different. Although they wear Taoist robes, they generally do not marry and have children, but they do not abide by the precepts and do not give up their secular names. The middle-aged Taoist priest standing in front of Hui Dao still uses his secular name, Shen Cheng.
Huidao had no objection to Shen Cheng, but on the first day they met, he could feel a hint of resentment. This was no small matter. Taoist priests would naturally have ways to solve these problems. If they couldn't solve them, the problem would be serious.
Hui Dao also restrained his Taoist boy to stay away from Shen Cheng.
Seeing Shen Cheng coming over at this moment, just by looking in the mirror, the Taoist boy immediately showed a face made of paper, with a talisman on it, and smiled faintly: "You were indeed using paper magic to spy just now."
The people and cranes transformed by paper magic are not living creatures and have no breath. Naturally, they are very suitable for hiding their bodies and spying on others talking and doing things without being easily noticed.
"If it hadn't been like this, I wouldn't have known that you, uncle, had almost lost the reputation of Tongshan Temple." Shen Cheng had an ordinary appearance and a pair of very bright eyes. When he looked over, he was full of mockery.
This was very rude, and the little Taoist boy looked angry. Huidao shook his hand and said calmly to Shen Cheng: "Senior nephew Shen, do you know why I missed it?"
"If I know, why should I come to ask you, uncle?" Shen Cheng thought for a moment and then said: "However, you can guess that there is a monster in the local area?"
Hui Dao glanced at him and understood what Shen Cheng was thinking, and advised: "The evil spirit of the evil spirits who imposes small punishments needs to be dispelled by the magic power left by the master. This is definitely not something you can deal with alone."
"It's indeed a monster!" Shen Cheng was overjoyed and sneered: "You don't have to worry about this, uncle. I won't miss it repeatedly like you."
After saying that, he turned around and left. The Taoist boy turned around and followed silently.
"Master, you are the master of the temple!" The little Taoist boy said angrily: "Are you going to let him disrespect you?"
"Don't look at your uncle slaying demons. In fact, he is just a poor man. Let him go." Huidao smiled and touched the little Taoist boy's head: "But having said that, we can't stay here for the time being, so let's do whatever we want. Master, let’s go.”
"But if something happens..."
Huidao thought for a moment: "You reminded me, Master."
Then he returned to the hall, took out a pen and paper, scribbled on it, folded the letter, and said to the little Taoist boy: "Let's go. When we leave the temple, ask someone to send a letter to Cao Yiyan. He once practiced in Tongshan Temple. Although he has now After leaving Tongshan Temple, there is also a sense of friendship, and I believe that if Master Shen's nephew is in trouble, he will definitely save him."
Thinking of the changes in Shen Cheng's branch in the past few years, he knew in his heart that there must be Cao Yiyan's handwriting behind it, and he also guessed what the plot was.
But this kind of thing can easily lead to catastrophic disasters. Huidao doesn't want to be involved in it, so walking is the best option.
Sanqiu Ferry
Now it is the largest town in Linhua County. A group of people came to the town in an ox cart. When Su Ziji looked at it, it was really getting dark. Smoke was everywhere. Zheng Fang's family was not far away. Zheng Yingci separated on the street. , Fang Xi was eager to return. When the bullock cart stopped in front of Fang's mansion, she immediately got out of the car in a hurry and almost fell to the ground.
"Master, be careful." The servant hurriedly helped him and said.
"Mom, I'm back!" Fang Xi pulled the man away, holding up her clothes and trotting in, shouting happily.
When they arrived at the inner courtyard, someone reported a message to Mrs. Fang, Mrs. Zheng. When Mrs. Zheng heard that her son's face had healed, she immediately read the letter and went out to greet her son. She happened to see her son running in.
"Really, how old you are, and you are still so irritable. If your father finds out, he will scold you again!" Fang Zheng said this, pulling Fang Xi to look up and down, and said repeatedly: "As expected of the Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple, he is really cured! Did you pay for incense on your face?"
"Mom, here you go, twelve taels!" Fang Xi hurriedly explained, then pointed outside and said: "My cousin, Zhang Sheng, and a brother Su also accompanied me to Tongshan to watch. It was getting late, so I invited them to stay at home. One night.”
"Please come in quickly." Yu Lu is her cousin. Fang Zheng was a little surprised and hurriedly welcomed her into the small hall. Within a moment, she saw three people coming over. Yu Lu and Zhang Sheng were just the ones they met. The new person they met was not very young. , wearing green cedar, although washed out and faded, it was very clean, and her eyebrows were elegant and handsome, with a bookish look on her face, which made her feel happy immediately.
Mrs. Fang Zheng immediately inquired and learned that the new child was a child. She nodded repeatedly and called for someone to change clothes immediately.
The three of them went to change their half-wet clothes. Fang Xi had already told Fang Zheng about what happened at Tongshan Temple.
"My son, you have suffered a lot." Fang Zheng sighed repeatedly when she heard that her son had suffered.
"Mom, my cousin helped me a lot, and his classmates are also good. When they heard that they were going to exorcise evil spirits, they all came to me..." Fang Xi said that it didn't hurt when people gathered around her.
After hearing this, Mrs. Fang Zheng felt something in her heart. She must be a blessed person, and said: "I heard from you that the situation was chaotic at that time. Your cousin made a quick decision and didn't let you hurt yourself. I really should thank you."
"Also, Su Ziji is only fifteen years old and has already been a child boy. It is also possible to make friends. It is even better if he wants to study. It would be great if you have such ambition."
"While there's still some time, you go meet the guests, and I'll prepare some side dishes for a banquet. And, Xiaofu, let's see if the master has come back from the banquet?" Mrs. Fang Zheng pursed her lips and asked, while Fang Xi Went happily.
It was a coincidence that Fang Wenshao came back at this time, still smelling of alcohol. Fang Zheng greeted him and complained: "Why did you drink too much again? Last time, the doctor told you to drink less. You are no longer thirty years old." "