Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 38

Inside Tianjun Temple, there is a mess.

Snowflakes fell all over the ground.

When I came here yesterday, Tianjunguan was still green today, warm as spring in late autumn and early winter.But today, it looks a bit dilapidated, with mottled marks of knife points everywhere, and even the gate of Sanqing Hall is gone.

Seeing this, Mr. Huqiu was not surprised. He stepped on the snow, glanced at the Sanqing Palace where only two or three little Taoist boys were cleaning, and came to the backyard without a sound.

When he reached the stone gate, he paused.

At a glance, he saw Daoist Lu who was slowly getting up, and the Taoist priests with swords beside him.

Of the four negative swordsmen yesterday, there are only three left.

One of them had a broken arm, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was like a gossamer, he was practicing cross-legged kung fu to heal his injury.When Daoist Lu got up, the other two Taoists also opened their eyes.

Only this, as if he didn't know anything, sat cross-legged in place.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao has met Mr. Special Envoy."

Lu Daochang sang a song.

Lord Huqiu nodded, stepped forward and asked:
"Why are there only three left?"

"...Return to Special Envoy, Jian Er fought fiercely with those two Qingqiu demons last night, and was brutally murdered... The soldiers were relieved and ascended to heaven."

Lu Daoren's tone was a little sad.

But Master Huqiu didn't say anything, and continued to ask:

"Is Daoist Qiu down there?"

Daoist Lu's expression froze... but it was fleeting, and he nodded:
"Return to Special Envoy, senior brother opened the alchemy furnace when the yang energy of heaven and earth appeared at noon today, and now he is retreating to make alchemy..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Lord Huqiu, and continued:

"Senior brother also confessed to apologize to the special envoy. Before Dan Cheng, he might not be able to come out again. Please don't blame the special envoy."

But whoever wants to finish saying this, hears Mr. Huqiu chuckle with a hint of meaning:

"Ha~ Can't see me? Or are you hiding something for fear that I will find out?"

"..."

Daochang Lu just felt suffocated...

But his face remained calm:
"What do you mean, Mr. Special Envoy?"

After saying this, he noticed a gaze from under the other party's hat.

It's just because there is a light veil covering it, but it can't be seen clearly.

Lord Huqiu didn't answer Daoren Lu's question, but just looked around...

"Forget it, has this letter been sent?"

"Return to the adults, it has been sent away."

"Well...that's the best."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on a house that looked quite elegant from the outside, and he walked straight:

"Then I will wait here for the good news from the two priests. You know... Your Majesty has been waiting for a long, long time, and I can't wait any longer."

"Yes."

Daochang Lu nodded, and after Mr. Huqiu left, he turned his head and said in a low voice:

"Open the door..."

Soon, the stone door opened, and his figure disappeared inside the stone door.

……

What E Nu "sold herself" just now made Li Zhen understand one thing.

That is... the children of this era are actually far more mature than those of later generations.

Seeing that E Nu finally succeeded in selling herself and became a maidservant for a young lady from a rich family, his heart felt a little more at ease.

It saves a lot of trouble.

After looking at the sky, he came to this cloth village in West Market.

The clothes I ordered yesterday were asked to be picked up today.

After entering the door, the boy standing at the counter had already recognized him.

He hurriedly said hello, and then took out a bundle from the counter:
"Daoist, look at the color."

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, thank you layman."

Li Zhen thanked him and opened the package. He was delighted to see a brand new dark blue Taoist robe.

Tailors in this era are not the so-called private orders of later generations. Tailors in this kind of cloth shop pay attention to timeliness.What's more, Li Zhen's Taoist robe is not technically difficult, so it is fast and fits well.

Li Zhen gestured on his body, and after confirming that there was no problem, he folded the clothes again.

Pointing to the pile of rags with the bundle:
"This is……"

"This is the rags left over from Taoist Priest's Taoist robe after it is finished."

"Oh~~"

Li Zhen suddenly realized and nodded:

"Thank you."

"Taoist, walk slowly~"

He came out directly with the cloth bag on his back, but he didn't go back to the mountain directly, but planned to find Wu Zizi.

Although the clothes on my body were rotten, they could still keep out the wind and cold, and it was just right for those children who wished me an early ascension to immortality every day.

Um!The rags had to be kept.

In case the Taoist robe is torn in the future, it will look better if it is patched.

Can't be cheap for the beggar.

While thinking, when he passed by a pancake stand, he touched the few little ones left in his arms, and bought a few more pancakes for five renminbi.

It's snowing, adults can resist it, but if children don't have enough to eat...it's easy to go wrong.

God knows if that unconscionable bastard Wu Laizi will directly buy wine with the hard work I gave him yesterday.

If he really dared to do this, when Pindao gave the group of beggars some pancakes, if he dared to eat them, Pindao would knock out all his teeth!

Thinking of paradoxical and evil tastes in his mind, with warm pancakes in his arms, after a while, he came to the headquarters of Cripple Wu.

The door is open.

Li Zhen looked in... huh?
It's fresh.

With such a heavy snow, Wu Zizi actually went to the clock?

Tsk tsk, why are you so diligent as a beggar?Going to run errands or something for others can also earn food and clothing?
After making up his mind to bury this stinky beggar for a while, he didn't leave, and went directly to this dilapidated house... He even found some firewood in the house.

haha~
Smelly beggars, you eat the cakes of the poor, and the poor burn your firewood.

fair right?
After finding Huozhezi, he sat cross-legged comfortably in front of the carbon basin that was rebuilt from the bottom of the broken water tank, watching the firewood starting to smoke.

From yesterday to now...he didn't close his eyes at all.

This will also want to rest.

Thus, within a few breaths, he entered a mysterious and mysterious state.

Looking at Xinghe, he saw that there were just a few bottles with a little bit of starlight in them, and then thought about the guests who were similar today and yesterday...

I thought, could it be that the size of the starlight growth is not related to the audience?
what is that?
money?duration?
In the dark space, his thoughts were tumbling.

In the end, I decided to try it someday when I met the big brother on the list.

Then entered the state of meditation.

In the ruins of the courtyard, the bonfire was slowly smoking, the snow was blowing outside, and the inside of the house was shining with golden light.

After practicing for about an hour, Li Zhen slowly opened his eyes.

The fatigue of the body was swept away.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, he was a little puzzled...

Why haven't Cripple Wu and those kids come back yet?

It's getting dark.

His eyes fell on the burnt charcoal fire.

He thought for a while, then took out the cake that was still warm in his arms, and put it on the pile of firewood.

Cripple Wu will definitely have to light a fire when he comes back. When he sees this cake, anyone with a conscience should know that it was my grandfather who sent it.

Then he stepped out with the burden and walked up the mountain as the sky became darker and darker.

(End of this chapter)