Taoist chanting

Chapter 23

With a journey of more than seventy miles, Zhang Wenfeng took half an hour to return easily, and even diverted a little, walked into the small town of Hexi, and simply passed through the west end of the town, lowered his bamboo hat, and did not plan to stop any longer.

A wandering wanderer, the black dog on his hand suddenly barked at him.

That frantic baring stance seemed to have a great grudge against him.

You Xi hurriedly grasped the rope tightly in his hand to prevent the dog from biting anyone. He looked up and down for several damages in the Taoist robe, and there were traces of moss and sand on the elbows, shoulders and back.

His eyes suddenly focused, and he saw a few drops of dried fresh blood on the hem of the Taoist robe on the right side of the other party. He immediately grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist, took a step back and asked:
"Who are you? Where do you practice?"

The idlers squatting on the street nearby, like flies smelling fishy, ​​stood up and surrounded them.

But no one made a mistake, the Taoist priests had swords in their waists, and they ate melon seeds to watch the fun.

Zhang Wenfeng reached out his hand to take out the white jade card from his pocket, raised his voice to the guarded You Xi, and lowered his voice: "Do you want to intervene in the affairs of the Daolu branch?"

You Xu was not literate enough, but recognized the gossip pattern of the brand and the words "Daolu Branch".

He shivered with fright, kicked the dog and still vigorously barked at the dog who had no eyesight. He put the dog in his arms with an "Ouch" and tucked his tail around behind him. Dare not, the villain has offended, please forgive me!"

It's just a little strange, aren't the masters of Daolu Branch hanging black iron signs?

Why is this man a jade card?
Immediately thought that the identity of this Taoist might be higher?His waist was bent even lower, and he wanted to cry without tears.

The loafers and hooligans are much more sensible than dogs, and they immediately pretended to be passers-by and fled away quickly.

This kind of terrifying excitement, even if you don't watch it, there are not many bastards who are not clever.

"Forget it... eh."

Zhang Wenfeng would not care about a wanderer who patrols the streets. When he turned to leave, he suddenly found that the other party was leaking a trace of ghostly aura, which was very faint and subtle. The wandering spirits have been in contact and dealt with them, and they are very sensitive to ghosts, and they are immediately aware of it.

Walking towards the side of You Xi who bowed and dared not move.

The black dog, who was watching vigilantly, felt offended, stood up abruptly, and was about to bite when he was stared at by Zhang Wenfeng's eyes under the bamboo hat, and the eyes of the psychic eyes fell into the dog's eyes, which immediately frightened the dog. Urine, lying on the ground "woo woo" begging for mercy and retreating.

You Xi was even more frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, Lord Dog, please don't bring trouble on me.

This mouthful is very happy, and the four dog legs will not be enough to pay.

Fortunately, the Taoist master was murderous, and the dog who bullied the soft and feared the hard was frightened, and he put his heart back into his chest and put it into practice.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that the back of the neck exposed by You Xu's bow, there was a faint dark blue on the skin of the spine, and there was an irregular eye-shaped gadget, which was tilted up and slowly closed under the gaze of his spiritual eye technique.

"Ghost eyes and souls."

Zhang Wenfeng was astonished, and said to himself in his heart, there really is such a ghost that can haunt three lives.

Moreover, this kind of ghost and human beings are one, and it is impossible for a dog to "see" no matter how spiritual it is.

"Get up, you are also responsible, and your collision will not be held accountable."

Zhang Wenfeng went around to You Xu who said "Yes, sir, you have a lot of people", and asked in a low voice, "What is your name? Do you often have the same dream after you were in your teens? After waking up, you can't remember the dream. What has arrived, only a vague impression."

You Xi raised his head abruptly as if he had seen a ghost, only saw the chin exposed under the lowered bamboo hat, and hurriedly lowered his head again.

Only the parents in the family know this secret, and after that, I always dream about it three or two times a year.

After a long time, he didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, he was called out by a stranger today, and he felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, and said in a low voice: "The villain's name is Gu Quan, and he does often have the same strange dream, and he can't remember it afterwards. Having lived that dream seems to be related to a pair of red shoes... My lord, is there something wrong with this villain?"

Zhang Wenfeng nodded, and closed them all. Since they met, they solved this evil relationship, and it should be a meritorious deed.

"You hit something dirty and got tangled."

You Xi's face turned pale with fright, and his hairs stood on end.

In the folk, unclean things and dirty things refer to ghosts.

He hurriedly bowed his hands and asked in a low voice, "I beg your lord to be merciful and give pointers on how to break the villain? The villain is rewarded and must be rewarded!"

He didn't even tell the mother-in-law about this, lest the mother-in-law chew her tongue and get a bad reputation.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that there were a lot of people on both ends of the street who didn't dare to come close to watch the fun from a distance, and there were a few wanderers. There were acquaintances who knew him in the town.

He stopped going around in circles, and said in a low voice: "You prepare the sacrifice of the small three animals, which are fresh chickens, ducks and fishes, three liters of glutinous rice, some paper money, ingots, incense candles, and a piece of old clothes that you don't wash, tomorrow will be On the third day of the ninth lunar month, you bring your belongings, and after four quarters, go to the nearby Xianling Temple and ask Taoist Zhang to do the same to help you exorcise ghosts."

The Taoist temple is located within a range of about ten miles, and it has the responsibility to protect one party from evil and evil.

It's just that the rules have been passed down for more than [-] years, and it is estimated that there are not many people who can remember and abide by them.

For him, it is not a difficult thing to get rid of the entanglement of ghost eyes and haunted souls, it can be regarded as a matter of convenience.

After he finished speaking, he walked quickly towards the east end, leaving You Xiu, who was muttering in a low voice where he was, for fear of not being able to remember.

Believe it or not, he can't control whether he comes or not, anyway, if this thing is on his body, he will die within ten years.

The crowd blocking the road hurriedly separated to both sides, including three You Xi, and the You Xi named Gu Quan bowed and bowed, pitifully, everyone saw it, and one could guess the general situation.

The most fearful thing is to kick the iron plate and run into the low-key big man passing by, causing big trouble.

Zhang Wenfeng had already returned to the Taoist Temple for three quarters, when the black donkey heard the movement, and a donkey song sang in his throat. Zhang Wenfeng had to go to take care of the black donkey first, and then make a fire to cook by himself.

Simply eat, put on old work clothes, and clean and rinse the donkey stables.

The wooden plow was pulled out from the utility room, and the black donkey, who had been fed and rested for a while, was led out, and the den of thieves who framed him was wiped out. Plowed, ready for winter wheat.

Two days ago, he was in no mood to plow the land.

As for the hunchback from farming in the past, let alone talk about it, he probably knows it well.

You can't look down on farming just because you have acquired the status of a scattered person.

Money is one thing, and Master's teaching that "cultivators need to know the sufferings of the world, the real Tao, and seek insight in daily life." The edge fades away.

When he breaks through, he may not need to go to the fields to farm.

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(End of this chapter)