From the World of Uncle Nine, The Heavens Summon Gods to Refining Generals

Chapter 150 Second Order
So, Shen Lipu spent the next morning in the room drawing talismans. During the whole morning, he drew more than 30 various talismans, including [evil-breaking talisman], [ghost-shocking talisman], and [corpse-suppressing talisman]. and some other various symbols.

These talismans have obviously undergone qualitative changes after Shen Lipu's talismans were promoted to the second level.

After looking at it, Shen Lipu nodded with satisfaction, and then went downstairs to have a meal. In the afternoon, he considered that there was nothing to do here, so he thought of leaving here.

I have been out for several months this time, and I don’t know how Uncle Jiu and the others are doing. I just wandered around for a while, and if it didn’t work, I went back. Now I go back and walk all the way, probably just in time for the Chinese New Year.

Shen Lipu thought about this silently, and then packed his luggage. In fact, there was nothing to pack. Most of his things were in the space. Outside, there was only a small baggage to hide from others, and the sword was always worn by his side.

After packing up all the things, Shen Lipu checked out the room with the owner and walked out. However, he did not go back directly along the original route. Instead, he planned to walk north, make a big circle, and then return to any place. Home town.

After walking north for half a month, Shen Lipu arrived outside a small village this day. The supplies were about to run out, so Shen Lipu walked in, planning to find a family to replenish some supplies.

After entering the village, Shen Lipu heard a sound of blowing and beating. It seemed that there was a funeral.

So he followed the sound and looked for it. He saw a tall bamboo pole erected outside a relatively complete brick house with white flags hanging on it. The door was open at the door, but he could still see it. White couplets and men and women wearing filial piety when they go in and out.

Out of professional habit, Shen Lipu approached and took a look, and then judged that the person who died inside should be an old lady. She must be quite old. There were quite a few people coming from the village, and most of them were wearing mourning. This shows that the seniority and age of the deceased are not too young.

Because when it comes to clan relations, if the deceased is too young and only has seniority, it is of little use. Except for a few very close relatives, it is impossible for others to come to pay their respects.

Of course, the seniority cannot be too young. If you are older but are a grandchild, then even if you live to be 100 years old, no one will come to express your condolences, because this is not in line with seniority.

But this house obviously met both conditions. There were many men, women, and children coming in and out. People were invited inside to play and beat, and there were people who kept burning paper in front of the soul.

After seeing this, Shen Lipu was ready to find someone who did not wear filial piety to buy something. Although he was a Taoist priest, he was not the kind of person who specialized in eating this bowl of rice, so he was not very interested in this kind of thing.

Unexpectedly, he was not interested in others, but they were interested in him.

When Shen Lipu was watching outside the door, he attracted the attention of the people inside, because at first glance, he looked like an outsider because of his attire.

Among the people, many religious people and wealthy households would give alms when they see a monk or a monk. What's more, on occasions such as the death of an old man, it is only right to go out to receive the monk after he comes.

So, the people inside reported it to the filial son. As soon as the filial son heard that a Taoist was at the door, he quickly sent someone to invite him.

"The Taoist priest is polite!"

Just as Shen Lipu was about to leave, a middle-aged man wearing a mandarin jacket walked out of the door. This man was about seven feet tall. His bones looked like a very well-proportioned figure. His face looked pretty good, and he was probably a respectable person.

"This good believer is so polite!"

If you don't reach out to hit the smiling person, he will salute you when he comes out. Even if Shen Lipu is not interested, he can't ignore him, so he also holds his fists and returns the salute.

"Dare I ask where the Master came from? Where did he go?" "A good believer can speak out if he has something to say."

When Shen Lipu heard that this man wanted to do this and that, he immediately lost interest, so she urged him to speak quickly so that she could leave quickly.

"Ah, Taoist priest, don't blame me."

The middle-aged man apologized first, and then continued: "Today is the mourning period for the old child of Lin Mansion. He worshiped Buddhism and Taoism during his life, and accumulated virtues and did good deeds throughout his life. Today is the mourning period for the Taoist priest who is here. , Hegei has a fate with the Lin Mansion, and I have been entrusted by a filial man in the family to specially invite the Taoist Priest to come to the Mansion to pray for the elderly and children."

"Alright, let's go!"

Shen Lipu thought for a moment, and since they came to invite him, there was no need for him to carry them, so he followed them in.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Shen Lipu saw the filial son kneeling at the door. When he saw Shen Lipu coming in, he quickly walked forward with help from someone nearby, and knelt down in front of Shen Lipu with a "pop".

This is also an old etiquette. On the day when the old man dies, people who are not members of the family are considered to be helping here, and filial sons must kowtow to show their gratitude.

Seeing the filial son coming to kowtow, Shen Lipu quickly helped him up. After exchanging names, he was let into the steward's back room, and someone brought him tea and other things.

Entering the room, Shen Lipu exchanged names with the local "yin masters" who were doing this. They all specialized in this. Shen Lipu saw that they did not seem to possess the Dharma lineage, but because they were not familiar with each other, he also It was hard to ask too many questions, so after a brief exchange of greetings, things got cold.

After a while, the middle-aged man just walked into the room again and asked Shen Lipu if he was cooperating with these people to do rituals or something. This question made Shen Lipu and these people not very happy.

Let's talk about Shen Lipu first. He is unhappy because he is not from the local area and he does not specialize in this. These people may have misunderstood him and regarded him as a street singer.

In addition, those people are not happy. They are making money. Now there is one more person for no reason, which means they have to pay more. They are not familiar with each other, so why?
"I'm afraid the good believer has misunderstood. The poor Taoist is not good at rituals and rituals. He can only recite a volume of the Sutra of Rescue from Suffering."

Hearing this, the faces of the people next to him became much better. Shen Lipu felt that it was right. They were actually ordinary people who had learned some scriptures and rhymes. They had no magic power themselves. They were just pretending to do things, mainly for the sake of appearance. make money.

Now that they heard that Shen Lipu was not doing anything, but was going to recite the "Sutra of Rescue from Suffering", several people were immediately happy because the business of the two parties did not conflict. They mainly relied on playing music to create a musical atmosphere, while Shen Lipu just recited a sutra. It seems different to them.

The middle-aged man also understood after hearing this. The Shen Lipu in front of him was probably that kind of true Taoist priest.

But that’s okay, it doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you have something to do.

"The Sutra of Saving Suffering" is just "The Sutra of Saving Suffering", as long as you can develop some talents.

Yes, in the eyes of middle-aged people, whether it is chanting sutras or playing the wind, they are all fooling people.

(End of this chapter)