Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 72 Interlude
Yang Huaiyu looked at the gate of the Palace of Longevity, which was close at hand, and the fiery heart in his chest was beating powerfully.

at last……

He can redeem his sins and formally meet His Royal Highness Daozi.

I hope this time, it will be a good start for both parties.

In the temple, the number of believers queuing up to join the religion has not decreased at all compared to the previous few days.

In front of hundreds of thousands of believers, even if a team of hundreds of "envoys" are constantly doing the work of registering and distributing Daoist scriptures, it is still a drop in the bucket.

Most ordinary people can only wait bitterly, hoping to be accepted into the door of the Immortal Sect one step earlier, so that they can enjoy the preferential treatment of reincarnation.

Especially for some terminally ill patients, their family members waited day and night at the foot of the mountain on stretchers, fearing that they would not be able to become a nominal follower of the Longevity Sect before their death, and would not be able to obtain benefits from the Six Paths Palm Wheel Envoy.

Fortunately, Xianjiao began to issue registration numbers and implement the policy of processing according to the number, which avoided the problem of people not being able to go to the toilet and rest while queuing.

You only need to queue up to get the number plate first, and then estimate an approximate time to go through the admission procedures.

Very human.

With dim old eyes, Mu Guiying quietly watched the joyful faces of the people beside him who received the Daoist scriptures, thinking about something.

Yang Wenguang upheld the demeanor of aristocratic family, modestly and politely ordered his servants to go forward and inform the guests and Taoists that the whole family of Yang's family came to visit, and hoped that they would be tolerant.

Mu Guiying gave her useless son a hard look, coughed twice while leaning on a cane, and stopped Yang Wenguang's behavior.

Yang Wenguang, who didn't understand what his mother wanted to do, was stunned, and then carefully stepped forward to support his mother's arm, helping her to step up the steps slowly, and arrived in front of the two Taoist priests receiving foreigners under the red palace gate.

"Two Taoist priests, old people are polite here." Mu Guiying bowed her hands kindly, although she was old, but after all she practiced martial arts when she was young and had a solid foundation, she was not really an old woman with a bent waist and limbs that could not move.

The two Taoists dare not be arrogant, this old man wears clothes and talks, all of which are the upper-class atmosphere inherent in the noble family.

The two of them are in charge of guarding the mountain gate these days, and I don't know how many people like them have seen before, and they have developed a pair of piercing eyes long ago.

Immediately he cupped his hands and said: "Don't dare to bother the old lady, I don't know what the honored guest is here, why?"

"The old Mu family of the Yang family wants to visit His Royal Highness Daozi, and I am troubled by the two Taoist priests, can you inform me?"

The two looked at each other, and their hearts instantly understood.

The person on the left smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Original Mrs. Mu came here in person, sorry for the poor eyesight of the two poor people who don't know the true face of Mount Tai, so it's impolite."

The Taoist on the right stroked his beard and smiled: "The poor Taoist is going to tell Zhizi, the head teacher, that the old lady has come from a long way. Please wait a moment, the old lady."

Mu Guiying smiled warmly, nodding should be: "I'm sorry."

Yang Wenguang saw that his mother treated the two disciples guarding the mountain gate so politely, and he immediately knew what kind of status this Longevity Sect was in his mother's heart.

My mother has gone through several vicious dynasties, and her knowledge, reception, and response are beyond the ordinary old woman's comparison.

Even Yang Wenguang himself has to admit that when it comes to political sense, he is not as good as his mother!
The so-called hearing is false, seeing is true.

Immediately, deep in his heart he couldn't help but feel regret.

He regretted that he had failed his mother's hope once again, and actually hated the Immortal Sect of Longevity.

As a result, my mother is very old, and I have to sell an old face for myself and the Yang family to make amends here with two Taoist priests who are only [-] years old!

Yang Wenguang looked at his mother's kind smile, and suddenly felt like a knife was twisting in his heart.

He endured the grief and did something deliberately to fill the loss and guilt in his heart.

So, he put his arm into his pocket, took out a piece of gold jewelry and stuffed it into the hand of the Taoist who was chatting with Mu Guiying. , I also hope that the Taoist priest will not be disgusted."

The Taoist's face froze slightly, and when he saw Mu Guiying's expression changed from stunned to suppressed anger, he understood it in his heart, smiled calmly and refused: "You don't get rich rewards for meritorious deeds, please don't do this to good believers."

"Still put it away?!" Mu Guiying really couldn't figure it out, she was wise all her life, and his father was also smart and smart, how could he have such a stupid son?

If you want to give a gift, won't you hint in advance? !

Have you ever inquired about the hot situation of the Longevity Sect in Bianliang City right now?
Under such circumstances, do you think that the person who can be sent to guard the mountain gate will be bought by you with just three melons and two dates?

Is it the right decision to let him be the master?
The deep regret and suspicion in Mu Guiying's eyes were like a steel knife, ruthlessly gouging out pieces of flesh and blood from Yang Wenguang's heart.

His raised arm was stagnant in the air as dry and stiff, neither stretched nor retracted.

The Taoist's eyes were smiling, and the old god was watching the scene in front of him, but he didn't say anything to explain it.

There was also anger in his heart.

Just the Yang family, can you underestimate me?
Over the past few days, the people who have been received by poor Taoists have ranged from officials to governors.

Bai Ding common people would hesitate for a long time even to come to bother me!
What is your Yang family?
Do you dare to humiliate me with copper stink? !

Mu Guiying, the best among the people, immediately saw the Taoist's mind, and unceremoniously drew the crutches on the back of his elder brother, and said angrily: "I was really deceived by those servants at home. After a long time, even etiquette has been forgotten in the back of the dog's mind!"

"What kind of person is the Taoist priest? He is upright and honest, successful in practice, devout in faith, a land god who has entered the eyes of the Taoist and the immortal! How could he accept such a small favor from you! Make an apology to the Taoist priest for the old man!"

Yang Wenguang still didn't understand, he once again did something bad with good intentions, so he bowed his hands and cupped his fists full of grief and indignation, and said in a tearful voice, "Wenguang doesn't know the general idea, I'll make the Daoist laugh!"

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay." The Taoist stroked his long beard lightly, smiled calmly and waved his hands.

This matter has been revealed.

Slightly beating everyone in the Yang family, it can be regarded as a bad breath for Daozi.

The Taoist was very satisfied and thought:
'Perhaps your family turned back on what you promised, disrespected the immortals, and disrespected the Daozi, so why don't you allow me, the poor Taoist, to lose face to your family in front of everyone?
This is what you should suffer, I am just helping Dao Zi slightly punish.

Go inside, and you still have to thank my subordinates for being merciful, and let your family lose face, so that other brothers and sisters will not be so hostile to you and so on! '

Outside the mountain gate, the atmosphere gradually fell silent.

The congregants queuing up at the side pointed at the members of the Yang family with a rather disdainful tone.

Yang Wenguang's face was flushed, as if ants were crawling all over his body.

Yang Huaiyu's youthful character immediately made him look embarrassed, but he also knew that coming to the door to make amends was what he deserved, no matter how he said it was his own family's ignorance, so he had no choice but to live with it and let others whisper.

As long as this level is passed, he will still be the person who is close to him.

After entering the religion, he will naturally be able to wash away today's shame in one fell swoop!

(End of this chapter)