Taoist chanting

Chapter 462

In the early morning after the snow, the mist is light, the chill covers the sky and the earth, and the vast expanse is dazzlingly white.

Hearing the creaking sound of the door opening on the opposite side, Zhang Wenfeng stood up from the futon. After finishing his morning class, he put the ancient coins in his hand into his arms. Solving the money can slightly increase his conversion and absorption of aura.

Less than [-]%, slightly more than half.

The benefits of this kind of steady flow of water should not be too much or too fierce, and the accumulation of small amounts of water is really beneficial to practice.

He was very satisfied that he would not cause bottlenecks and troubles that could not keep up with his mood.

Walk a few steps, open the door to go out, take a breath of clear and cold air, and say hello to the monk Fayuan who is watching the ice cone under the opposite eaves.

"The millet porridge in Mopan Town, the fried taro cake with sour taro lotus, the taste is so delicious, it's the season to eat... just talking about it makes my mouth water."

Fayuan said with a smile, swallowing his saliva continuously, not at all the demeanor of an eminent monk, and said: "It's been a long time since I've eaten the fireworks in the world, today I'm treating you as a monk, and you will be my company. Let's have a feast, bigu or something, let's put it aside for now."

"That's a good relationship. Master, you made me drool, so I must try it."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and walked along the corridor to the main room in the north.

During the few years in Fudi, he would occasionally eat dry food, preserved meat, preserved fruit, wine, etc. After a long time, the food would have been eaten long ago. It was not that he needed to eat, but a need for food experience and aftertaste, so that he would not be out of touch. Ordinary is too far away.

The two met behind the main room, and the monk pushed the door and retreated first.

Zhang Wenfeng quickly started the stove, added charcoal, and boiled water for tea.

When I was young, the warmth and smoke dispelled the icy and hot air in the main room, the copper pot made the sound of "gurgling" water, and the two opened their hands to warm the fire like ordinary people, chatting about trivial matters in the market.

The courtyard door creaked, and a chubby middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper came back, holding a small bamboo food box in his left hand, and closed the courtyard door with his backhand. Back off.

The man smiled brightly, and walked towards the main house stepping on the thick black and bluish snow.

Before going down the steps, the man looked up at the monk's face, then glanced at the jade pendant hanging on the monk's waist, his smile became more polite and amiable, my subordinates carried something, and could only nod and bow in salute.

"The shopkeeper, please go back, Xiaozao, please come to him personally to bring those special foods."

"It should be, it should be."

The fat shopkeeper went back into the room, placed a ceramic pot under the table, two stacks of fried golden taro cakes, with a strong aroma, and two plates of sour taro and lotus, took out the bowls, chopsticks and wooden spoons and put them on the table. : "Two, please use it quickly!"

Take a few steps forward and stand at the door of the main room to wait.

Fa Yuan smiled and said: "The shopkeeper is busy, it's better for you to eat while standing there."

The fat shopkeeper smiled and clasped his palms together to salute, then turned and left. I stood inside, which is a kind of etiquette.

Du Langmeng said: "Please ask the shopkeeper to buy a tube of incense sticks for you. You can use it for homework and practice. You can count the money to him."

I have already used up the incense sticks in the Nawu space, and I can only do homework by chanting scriptures. Now that conditions permit, of course I have to prepare them. I will show up and ask the inn to do it for me.

The fat shopkeeper took a look at Fa Yuan, agreed to come up, and walked back out the door to take a piece of silver incense stick.

I have already heard the clerk whisper that the guest wearing the bamboo hat is a Taoist priest. Of course, there is nothing wrong with the guest brought by the little master. I have strictly ordered the clerk to keep his mouth shut and tell anyone.

Before the shopkeeper left, the two sat down and enjoyed the local specialties until they were full.

The two of them had nowhere to go, so they stayed in the guest courtyard. Before getting the incense sticks, Du Langmeng went back to the room to meditate and adjust his breath.

Before daylight, Du Langmeng walked back to the main room.

The monk was looking at a big note with the light on, and said: "Today, there are no first-level and seventh-level witch cultivators in the town who have come to Babo, holding his portrait and inquiring from shop to shop. Xiao Si was dispatched, deployed in Changxi City, and set up a strong formation under the long border, even the city of Chongzhou, [-] miles away, was alarmed, and the low-handed deployment defense was weakened here."

Whether Zhang Wenfeng sat up and said anything, I already knew the little plan of the monk.

Fa Yuan put the note back into the storage space, tapped his finger on the table, and said in a deep thought: "Let's set off at midnight today as planned last night, pick a mountain and turn to the southwest, he will give you eight blank talisman papers, leave one Take a little breath, you go out and make some arrangements, we are too tight to investigate, and we have to mobilize a few low-handed people in that area."

Zhang Wenfeng took out eight high-level blank talisman papers and handed them to the monk in the temporary supplement plan.

The monk took the talisman and put it away, gave some instructions, took out a straw hat and put it on, and disappeared into the night before going out. With my cultivation base, I would alarm the high-ranking witch cultivators guarding the town.

About an hour later, the monk who had changed into a special white robe fell outside the courtyard.

The two chatted for a while, and closed their eyes in the main room to rest.

At eight o'clock, the clapper sounded, and the two opened their eyes at the same time. Fa Yuan made a gesture, and gave an order to the guarded man through voice transmission, and the two walked out of the door, flew down the air and quietly went to the southwest mountains.

Ten miles ago, the two of them fell to the ground and walked in vain outside the forest in the snowy mountains, with traces in front of them.

With the speed of the two, by the time they descended slowly, they had already reached [-] miles away. They found a hidden cave to rest.

Traveling day and night, Jiaxia Fayuan is unfamiliar with the road, and often calculates that he is more than [-] away from Mopan Town in eight days.

The journey went smoothly, and I arrived at the remote mountainous area in the south, which is completely different from the cold and freezing weather in the north. The climate here is cool in winter, the trees are lush, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

"Following the Changqing River to the southeast for a hundred miles, he left the Xiaoliang Dynasty area and retreated into the desolate Luobaoling small forest area. The monk can only send him to the border, please forgive me!"

The sky was white and there was a moon, and the two of them passed by the green grass like a heavy wind, and the leaves were attached to their bodies.

The river flows slowly, and the night insects chirp.

"I'm already grateful for your kindness, and you will proceed cautiously in the upcoming itinerary."

Zhang Wenfeng handed over the sound transmission, as long as I leave the boundary of Xiaoliang Dynasty, I will let the birds fly as low as the sky.

The monk often received summons in those few days, and he was able to know the small movements of the Wu Clan's underhands. The eight blank talisman papers he arranged attracted a small number of Wuxiu to the northeast border.

To be able to walk to the southern border so nervously and smoothly, the monk made a small effort.

"The wise men of the Wu tribe have already spread the net. It doesn't matter whether it is the east, the north, or the south. There is no arrangement, whether there is a bamboo hat to cover it. It is estimated that we will be able to find out his whereabouts soon. He must be slow. He must be with him. The Wuxiu who intercepted in the later period was too entangled, and retreated into Xiao'an Dynasty's territory as slowly as possible."

The monk told me that I was able to give the bamboo hat to Guanzhu Zhang, and it would have violated the temple rules to lend it to the people in the village.

"understand……"

While walking slowly, the two of them suddenly looked at the river more than ten feet away to the right at the same time.

A short, big white figure lurks loudly outside the shrubs and grass, which unexpectedly escaped the perception of the two underlings, and it was so close that they didn't notice it.

The place we chose is remote, almost uninhabited, and with our ability, we will meet people who walk at night.

"It's the white witch puppet, he drew his sword and killed it!"

The monk saw what this breathless white shadow was, and decisively transmitted the sound, so I shot.

"Chirp", a golden light flashed in the night sky, beheading Bai Ying who hurriedly jumped up and jumped out of the river to try to escape, neatly.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head secretly, even if he was hundreds of miles away from the border, his whereabouts would still be revealed after a delay.

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(End of this chapter)