I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 13
"Gu Yao, I think you're right, my nanny may not be able to stand it."

Although Dong Mingda spoke brightly outside, after seeing the child, he still retreated.

In fact, this child is very good, and he is not asleep yet, just lying on his back on the bed, neither crying nor fussing, every time Gu Yao looks at him, he feels it, and will smile and wave his little short hand at him.

Gu Yao stared at the grimace on the child's right face: "Brother Dongming, it's understandable, after all, the child's face is indeed a bit scary."

He could see a gray-black air mass entrenched, sometimes changing into the face of a crying baby.

If you activate the technique of Tongyou, you can still hear the faint crying sound.

But what concerned him the most was that the baby's pure innate qi was also blending with the gray-black air mass, and the black strands slowly merged into the baby's body, disappearing into the small but extremely bright white innate qi.

Although I haven't seen any changes in the pure white innate qi, it still looks a little disturbing.

Dong Mingda looked at Gu Yao without speaking, just watched the child silently, a little uneasy in his heart, and mistakenly thought that Gu Yao would definitely find a nanny for the child because of his boasting outside, but now he broke his promise and got angry.

After a few times, he said bravely, "Gu Yao, don't worry too much, I will ask my father to recruit a nanny when I go back. Although this child is a little scary, but money can make ghosts turn the clock, spend more Tongbao head office."

Gu Yao came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Brother Dongming, don't spread the word. This child's background is unlucky, and he has too much yin. How should I arrange it? I'll ask the master first, and then I'll ask the governor."

"well."

The old Taoist went to the mountain and cut down trees to make a coffin for Yinling.

There are a lot of trees on White Goose Mountain, the most of which are peach trees and jujube trees. These two kinds of trees can be used to make magical weapons. Usually, old Taoists will also make some peach wood swords and the like, so that Gu Yao can sell them in the city. .

In addition, there are locust trees, willows, and poplars, but not many.

The two were talking, when they heard the sound of heavy objects being dragged outside the house, they hurried out and saw the old man holding a slender fir tree with one hand.

"Old man, if you do it now, can you finish it overnight?" Gu Yao looked worried.

The old Taoist gave him a blank look, and looked at Dong Mingda: "Master Jiji, I would like to trouble you, go to the White Goose Village at the foot of the mountain to get some fresh goat milk, I have already agreed with the village chief."

Dong Mingda nodded hastily and left towards the foot of the mountain.

After sending Dong Mingda away, the old man pinched his fingers, a gust of wind blew, and several yellow-skinned people, foxes, and snakes came running from the yard.

The old Taoist threw out a bunch of small saws, knives and axes: "Come, come, work. After you are done, you are allowed to visit my Taoist temple every day and offer some incense."

The little monsters hastily bowed and nodded to the old Taoist, then divided up the equipment and started working.

The old man glanced at Gu Yao: "How can I not finish it? Only one hour is enough."

Gu Yao watched these little monsters work in full swing, and they cooperated well. The little snake took its own body to measure the length, Huang Pizi carried a small saw to mark the tree trunk, and the fox carried an axe. one time.

The cooperation is very reasonable.

Work very seriously.

Gu Yao looked at it again: "Old man, since you can ask them for help, why did you let me do everything in the past?"

He knew that there was a little demon on White Goose Mountain.

Every once in a while, this group of little monsters will bring all kinds of treasures dug out of the mountains to the Taoist temple to ask to pay homage to the Sanqing statue and offer some incense.

There are also some who feel that the life of a monster is difficult, and they will crawl to Gu Yao's feet, scratch their heads and pose with their belly upturned, begging for adoption.

It's just that the old way has always been inaccurate.

At most, they are only allowed to offer incense and worship gods, and at most, they are allowed to listen to Taoist scriptures in Taoist temples on some festivals such as Sanyuan Day and Wu La Day.

It is very rare to let them do the work now.

The old Taoist said leisurely: "The first is to sharpen your hands-on ability. As a Taoist priest, you must have skills in your hands, so that you will not go hungry in the future."

Gu Yao frowned: "Taoist priests are so difficult to deal with these days? Can they still go hungry? Isn't it true that wherever you go and knock on the door, there will be beautiful women saying that the boudoir is haunted, please let me go in and have a look?"

The old way: .
"On the other hand, you have already practiced qi to transform into a god, and the qi of the five internal organs has been fixed, so you don't have to worry about getting confused with these little monsters."

"Oh, so that's the case. I thought you were the kind who naturally rejected monsters."

For ghosts and ghosts, the attitude to deal with them is completely different.

Lu Shuren once said that human beings are born of human beings, demons are born of demons, and everyone is born of mothers. Why do you want to get rid of it?
Therefore, for the monster, as long as it doesn't harm others and cultivates peacefully, even Jing Yesi will treat it as if he didn't see it.

On the contrary, Yemao Mountain often kills innocent little monsters just because they want to show off their abilities.

Demons usually refer to demons of the heart, of course there are exceptions, such as demons transformed from cannibalism.

When encountering demons, regardless of the reason, regardless of their background, they will be killed without mercy.

Ghosts, generally speaking, are not let go.

The ghosts who have gone to the Taishan ghost country are good ghosts, and those who stay in the human world will either be saved actively or passively.

Strange refers to mountains, rocks, vegetation, or objects that people have been in contact with all year round, and their spirituality has been opened.

This category was usually taken away by Jing Yesi, and they were probably released back to the world, allowing them to practice on their own.

The old Taoist watched Gu Yao look at the group of little monsters with great interest, and shook his head: "Monsters talk to harm everyone, and they talk nonsense, you have to remember this truth, don't be harmed by monsters to practice."

"Uh-huh."

Gu Yao looked at the little fox carrying the axe, he was really cute.

It seems to feel that Gu Yao has been watching it. The fox is very nervous and always suspects that he has done something wrong. He works harder and harder, and his tail is straightened.

After looking at the fox for a while, he realized that the old man had gone to the courtyard, and hurried to look for it.

"Old man, you said that I look like this child several times. What do you mean? It means that my birthday is close to his, and I am the ghost's favorite person?"

The old man was rummaging through the cabinet containing clothes, and found a lot of clothes that Gu Yao wore when he was young: "Not only that, he is too close to your image, but fortunately he is not as sinister as you. In the future, he will suffer more because of this grimace." People suffer, but there are fewer ghosts."

"what?"

Gu Yao was puzzled: "This child is born in a coffin, even if I give birth to a little bit more, I may not be able to compare with him, right?"

The old Taoist stood up with his clothes in his arms, and said meaningfully, "He is born in a coffin, aren't you?"

Um.
Um?
Ah!
"Me too?!"

"When you were born, you obviously remembered everything, why did you forget everything after you were six years old?"

Gu Yao was dumbfounded. Although he had inherited the memories of his original body, they were all painful memories. He was constantly getting sick and bumping into ghosts. How could this still happen?

"It's okay to forget, it's okay to forget." The old man said to himself.

"Old man, I wouldn't be born with a lot of bitterness and hatred, right?" Gu Yao stammered, "Could it be that I'm a son of a royal family, my mother is a concubine, and then the emperor's father was addicted to cultivation and was put on a hat , and finally by you, old man."

"Old man, are you surnamed Zhou? It was true in the past, that's why you fell here?"

Seriously, marriage is forbidden.

Gu Yao thought of the old-fashioned grand style, as well as the priceless 81 pearls, and his imagination ran wild.

Boom—

The old man gave Gu Yao a hard time again.

"Royal son, you don't look in the mirror either."

"You are just a child of an ordinary family, don't think too much about it, as for your life experience, whether you can remember it or not, I will tell you clearly when you reach the crown or marry a wife. "

The old man ignored his nonsense and began to dress the baby.

(End of this chapter)