Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 40 Dao

"Sir... sir..."

"The expert... saved my whole family..."

"...I will set up a longevity seat for you..."

The vague words seemed to linger in the depths of her mind in a dream. At this time, Chen Yuan was walking in the empty Hall of Renjie, looking up at the four statues standing on each side of the altar, stroking the color with her fingertips. In the colorful carvings, in the eyes: Guan Gong holds a green dragon and caresses his beard; Zhang Fei brandishes a snake spear and glares angrily;

Heroes from different dynasties and different stories stood in front of him alive. He couldn't describe this feeling.

"In the future, there will be more outstanding people in the world... I don't know if there will be other changes after there are more and more people."

Looking up at the four statues of gods, suddenly intermittent words floated in her ears, making Chen Yuan frown.

'Where is the sound coming from? '

This Taoist temple is shown in the depths of his heart, and it is impossible for other words to come in. When Chen Yuan listened carefully to the contents of these indistinct words, strands of silk threads penetrated the sky clouds outside the Taoist temple, and across the mountains and rivers. Lu Ye flew straight into the hall.

Chen Yuan stretched out her hand subconsciously. These silk threads had no texture and fell into her palm silently. Every silk thread spread out in her mind like a scroll of paintings. People knelt on the ground to pray piously, and some wept softly and folded their palms in worship...

Chen Yuan was somewhat familiar with this scene.

Xiaojiang Town...

After carving Qin Qiong... a puff of green and mysterious energy submerged into his chest, seeing the troupe perform on stage, and seeing Qin Qiong woodcarving go back to worship is the same scene.

In other words, whether you worship wood carving or me, you can get these 'silk threads'?
thought here.

Chen Yuan laughed. If these performances and the stories of outstanding people in the woodcarvings spread in the future... the smile will subside after a few moments.

This is to grab the incense of the gods of this world.

'I'm just returning the gods who originally belonged to this world, um, just to correct it'

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan felt much more comfortable. She smiled and looked at the four statues who turned their heads behind her, and walked out with a flick of her wide sleeves.

"I'm thinking right, everyone?!"

Ah!
Four deep voices suddenly echoed in the main hall, startling Chen Yuan who stepped out of the hall, staggered, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

moment.

A faint green smoke curled up from the incense burner. In the quiet room, the sleeping figure slowly opened his eyes and yawned. The bright sky was shining through the window lattice.

Chen Yuan put on her robe and walked through the flying light dust. The servants waiting outside heard the movement and hurriedly greeted her. The enthusiastic look made Chen Yuan feel a little uncomfortable. She politely refused the service of these maids and servants, and asked After knowing where his master and the fat Taoist were, he went straight through the Crescent Gate to the front yard.

The maidservants who came and went to the mansion saw him coming, and retreated with shy faces to greet him respectfully, and there were also timid and fearful lowered faces who dared not speak.

Chen Yuan was a little puzzled. When she woke up, everyone in the mansion seemed to be acting strangely.

After walking a few steps, it suddenly occurred to him that maybe Xu Huaiyu told the county magistrate and the family who lost their child what happened last night.

Those gathered incense thoughts and the expressions of these maids and servants now make sense.

Come to the front yard.

Before he could ask, the distant courtyard was full of figures with easels scribbling and sketching. The crazy old man was holding a small flower and shuttled between the painters, looking at this from time to time, and running to the other side to point it from time to time. .

The fat Taoist sat under the eaves with the old god Xu Huaiyu, talking to him with a majestic expression, with a feeling of immortality, except of course, except for his fat body.

The guard over there noticed that someone was coming, turned his head to take a look, and hurriedly leaned over and whispered something to Xu Huaiyu, the man on the chair over there hurriedly turned his head, then got up and walked up quickly.

"Sir, wake up... quickly take a seat here." Xu Huaiyu called the servant to pour tea quickly, and moved a chair to the center, and after Chen Yuan took his seat, he sat down, just like Chen Yuan He is the host here, but he has become a guest instead.

We exchanged a few pleasantries.

Only then did Chen Yuan curiously ask what happened to the dozen or so painters in the courtyard.Before Xu Huaiyu could speak, the fat Taoist beside him spoke first.

"Duhou invited all the painters in the city here, take a look, how is the painting going?"

Sun Zhengde handed over a piece of paper that had been painted, and what fell into Chen Yuan's eyes was Guan Gong holding a crescent moon, and it was also painted on. It was eight or nine points similar to the statue that appeared that day, and it could be seen that those soldiers remembered firm.

"Sir, how are these paintings? When the paintings are finished, Xu will take some and send them to the military camp and the county government." Xu Huaiyu felt obsessed with it at this time. Open, revealing half of the back, "Look, how is the stabbing?"

Between the thick back, the blue pattern wanders, outlining an expression of Guan Yu's half-closed phoenix eyes holding a knife.

Backstab Guan Gong?

The corners of Chen Yuan's mouth twitched. This guy is really messing around, but this man who is in the army of the Marquis has a lot of energy and blood, and there is a faint ferocious energy circling around his body, so he should be able to bear it.

After talking for a while, Chen Yuan did not forget the purpose of coming to Jiang County, so she happened to ask Xu Huaiyu about it.

"Xu Duhou has been in Linjiang for many years, but have you ever heard of the name of the mountain called Waliang Mountain?"

"Waliang Mountain?"

Xu Huaiyu frowned, stroked his long beard on his chin, and shook his head after a while.

"Mr. Forgive me. Although Xu has been here for many years, he has never heard of the name of this mountain. I don't know what he wants to do with this mountain. Xu has nothing else. He has two thousand sons under his command, all at his disposal."

"It's useless. I'll look for it myself."

Chen Yuan came to Waliang Mountain to record a story in the book:
A few miles to the southeast of Linjiang River, there is Waliang Mountain. The shamans in the mountains are skilled in magic arts. They can capture the shadows of others and imprison them in earthen jars. Killing shadows and killing people is taboo.Chang Weng Taqing in the neighboring county encountered a witch corpse by chance, and he died without knowing what happened. He had a strange scroll in his hand, and he buried it in a tile beam.

I was forced to leave before, so I just wanted to come here to have a look. It doesn't matter if I can't find it.But now knowing that "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan" can absorb these spells to make up for it, it is necessary to go there.

"Don't be in a hurry, Mr. Xu still has a way!"

Seeing Chen Yuan's silence, Xu Huaiyu came up with an idea, and immediately sent his confidants to the county yamen with his token, and asked the clerks in the yamen to look up the county chronicles.

After the person left, Xu Huaiyu invited Chen Yuan to go with him to the backyard, and when he got there, he called out. After a while, a three-year-old baby ran out holding the woman's hand.

Seeing a stranger, she was still a little timid, so she hid behind her mother and peeked quietly with her little face.

"Come here, Yu'er, kneel down for sir." The woman touched her son's hair, pushed him to the front, and gently let the child kneel down, and at the same time, the woman also knelt down on the ground.

Even Xu Huaiyu folded his fists and knelt down.

"Xu Huaiyu thanked Mr. for his righteousness, and removed a problem for the elders in the city!"

After finishing speaking, he clasped his fists loosely, lay down on the ground and gave a heavy knock, and the woman next to him followed suit, and pushed his ignorant son to the ground with one hand.

Chen Yuan wanted to help, but the man straightened up with a neutral voice.

"Second thanks, sir, for your kindness, for saving my child and reuniting the whole family."

The family of three kowtowed in unison.

"Three thanks, sir, for your kindness, for saving me from life to death!!"

Three bangs on the man's forehead bang and bang, leaving red marks on the man's forehead.When the family of three got up, the woman summoned a maid, and respectfully presented a long-lived seat to the nave, and placed it on the tribute table shrine.

next moment.

Chen Yuan outside the door felt that the cyclone in the sea of ​​qi had grown a little bit, and the platform in the middle was more stable, emitting a thin misty cloud, accompanied by the rotation of the cyclone, there was a faint sound of thunder.

But now is not the time to inquire, chat with Xu Huaiyu in the backyard, the woman will accompany you, and when it's almost time to arrive, take your leave and go back to the house with the little man.

At this time, the steward of the mansion came from the front yard and reported that the soldier had returned.

Only then did the two return to the front yard, and saw the soldier standing outside the eaves holding a roll of bamboo slips.Chen Yuan stepped forward to take it, and unfolded it. It was similar to Qin Shi's Xiaozhuan script, and the content was concise and to the point.

There are three mountains in the southeast of Linjiang, and Zhongshan was named Waliang in ancient times.

"Three mountains in the southeast? One is Niuming, the second is Drumming, and the third is Mingming. I think the so-called Zhongshan is Drumming Mountain, which is also the tile beam that the master is looking for."

Xu Huaiyu is familiar with this place, "But sir, you still have to be careful, there are many beasts in the mountain, and the terrain is steep... How about this, sir, if you want to go into the mountain, I will take my son who is familiar with the mountain to look for it, wouldn't it be more effective?"

"Since the terrain is dangerous, you should not go."

"Just do something for Mr.

He couldn't be more stubborn than this soldier, so Chen Yuan agreed. The collection of magic books is no better than finding people or beasts. .

Fill in the spells in the collection, promote woodcarving shows to let everyone know, and let thousands of Taichung gods return to this world.

It's really difficult to walk along the way.

With the sun shining on her face, Chen Yuan looked at the painters in the courtyard full of paintings, her hair swaying in the breeze.

……

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the lead gray sky clouds cover the stars and the moon in the night sky.

Thousands of miles away, on the intertwined road, there were coffins and jars pulled by horse-drawn carts and donkey carts gathered in the darkness in front of the outline of a building. Several people led by them walked to the ruined temple, and their respective voices passed each other in a low voice.

"Two teams are missing..."

"Zhao Kuian and Li Zhiqing didn't come back."

A woman's words resounded: "He is already dead. Before reaching Tongshan Mountain, the bodies of Li Zhiqing and his subordinates were found at the foot of a mountain on the border."

"Where did they go?"

"Pass through Qingshan County, cross the Canglan River, and then pass through Linjiang and Tongshan..."

"If you haven't passed Tongshan, then it happened in Linjiang."

"Inform the headmaster?"

"Go and send a message, and I will take people there myself!"

The last words were the voice of the woman, and the figure left in the darkness, with the sound of jingling bells, followed by several men who were waiting for her, and disappeared in a puff of green smoke. Only two carriages remained.

The dark clouds floated away, revealing the brilliance of the stars and the moon, a corner of the curtain lifted in the wind, and more than a dozen jars in the carriage stretched out eeriely with yellow talismans...

　There's only one chapter tonight, I'm too tired, and I can't catch up with time.

　　Tomorrow three more compensation
　　
　
(End of this chapter)