Splendid peasant girl busy farming

The origin of door god

Yang Ruoqing shook her head again, "I came to you alone because I didn't want to expand the influence, and now my sister and brother-in-law are keeping this matter a secret." Luo Fengtang also said, "Is there anything like a charm that can be deterred by sticking it on? "

Daoist Yuan smiled wryly, "The mana power of these spells is directly linked to the cultivation of the person who engraved the spells. The poor are not talented, and there is something lacking in this aspect."

Yang Ruoqing knew that Daoist Yuan knew more about theory than they did, and that he had a way of Taoism in general affairs.

But Daoist Yuan can only analyze those weird things from a theoretical point of view. It can't be like Lin Zhengying's movie with a mahogany sword crackling and hitting the flames. It's a movie effect.

"Daoist, look at my son Tang, he said he used a sword to patrol at night, do you think it can be deterrent?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly pointed to Luo Fengtang and asked Yuan Daoist.

Daoist Yuan squinted his eyes and sized Luo Fengtang carefully.

Luo Fengtang sat there with a big horse and a golden knife, his shoulders sunk, his eyes were cold, his whole body was full of aura, and he let Daoist Yuan look at him.

"General Luo is the reincarnation of the star of Wuqu. Even the Subduing Dragon Arhat who was in front of the Buddha is here. General Luo is righteous, and all evil spirits and heretics naturally dare not approach." Daoist Yuan said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I think so too. It's just that there is only one who can be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no one who can guard against a thief for a thousand days. I can't let him patrol every night. It would be so tiring, so I came up with a way."

"I would like to hear the details." Yuan Daozhang said.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Let him guard for a few nights first, let the 'things' there recognize him, and then draw two portraits of him and paste them there, like a door god? Daoist Yuan, do you think it's okay?"

During the New Year in this area, it is popular to post Spring Festival couplets and window grilles, and door gods also post them, but they are all Zhong Kui's statues.

Not Qin Shubao and Yu Chigong.

This was a doubt in Yang Ruoqing's mind. Later, she checked the relevant classics and found that this time and space is a different time and space. There was no Tang Dynasty at all, so naturally there were no two generals, Yu Chigong and Qin Shubao.

"Mrs. Luo, it is familiar to thousands of households to use Zhong Kui's portrait as a door god. This is the first time I have heard of using General Luo's portrait. There is no precedent before..." Daoist Yuan was a little uncertain about this.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Then let me tell the Taoist priest a story first, and then you can think about it after listening."

"Listen carefully." Daoist Yuan sat upright.

Luo Fengtang handed the tea to Yang Ruoqing: "Moisten your throat and tell stories."

Yang Ruoqing smiled at him, thinking that he still understood her, and his throat was indeed a little dry after talking for so long.

After taking a sip of tea, Yang Ruoqing told the story:
"When I was in the capital, I heard people say such a strange thing. There was once a country where several brothers fought for the throne. The younger brother killed the elder brother. After the younger brother became the emperor, he couldn't sleep at night. It turned out that it was the elder brother. Not reconciled, the ghost came up from the underworld every night to look for him."

"The entire imperial palace was panicked until one day, the emperor told the matter to the two generals beside him. Those two generals were the generals who helped the emperor conquer the world at the beginning. They came from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. The two The general stood guard in front of the emperor's bedroom, and strange to say, that brother's ghost never dared to disturb him again."

"But the generals can't sleep every night, so the painter in the court came up with an idea to draw the portraits of the two generals and paste them on the door of the bedroom, acting as door gods, and they can continue to deter them. From then on, the common people put up the portraits of those two generals and came to town houses during festivals."

"Master Dao, my idea is inspired by this story. Look, can we try it?" After the story was told, Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yuan Daochang was obviously immersed in the bizarreness of this story, he stroked his beard and squinted his eyes and nodded in amazement: "Things in the world are really bizarre, from a theoretical point of view, it should be feasible. But when it comes to painting pictures, I'm afraid This ink and pigment must be exquisite, it needs cinnabar..."

"Mix my blood with cinnabar, maybe the effect will be better." Luo Fengtang interrupted Yuan Daochang's words.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the blue and black veins at the mouth of his bowl: "My blood will definitely do."

Yang Ruoqing looked at the faintly visible tendons on his arm, which flowed the blood of the great ancestor.

Every time when Taizu's bloodline wakes up, he looks like a superman, his blood is magical blood.

It's just that she felt distressed at the thought of making him lose blood.

"It's okay, I won't lose much blood, at worst I'll make it up by eating a few more pieces of pork liver." Luo Fengtang said relaxedly towards her.

"As long as you can break the predicament in front of your mother-in-law, that's fine." He said again.

Yang Ruoqing could only nod her head cruelly.

After discussing the details with Daoist Yuan, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang left the Taoist temple.

It was evening when we came, and it was completely dark when we came back.

If they were other people, they would definitely be scared, but they are not ordinary people, they are both highly skilled and bold.

"Look at this tree. This place used to be as dirty as Jiangjiapo. Ever since this Taoist temple was built here, it has been completely shocked." Yang Ruoqing raised her finger and circled four times, like Luo Fengtang. road.

Luo Fengtang said: "The gods are enshrined in Taoist temples, on the one hand they suppress them, and on the other hand they can convert those souls who have no masters."

Yang Ruoqing said 'hmm', that's what she really thought when she built this Taoist temple. There are many old solitary graves and old graves in this area, and there are no incense offerings from descendants, so building a Taoist temple allows them to have a place to enjoy offerings , coupled with the washing of scriptures, can also eliminate their karmic debts and go to reincarnation as soon as possible.

"Let's go to the pasture and stay for a while." Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand to hold her hand: "Okay, that's what I mean too."

The two walked along the river dam at the foot of the mountain to the pasture. The moon was shining, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

In order to facilitate irrigation after the beginning of spring, it was originally planned to open the reservoir at Zhengjia Village, but the opening of the reservoir was delayed because of the bridge construction at Changping Village.

Therefore, the water level in this river is not high, and the water flow is silent.

The two were walking hand in hand and chatting. Suddenly, Yang Ruoqing stopped and listened carefully.

"There is movement in the water ahead," she said.

Luo Fengtang said: "I heard it too, gurgling, like something is drinking water."

Yang Ruoqing looked up at the dark mountain ridge, suddenly a little excited: "I heard people say that there is a big snake in this mountain. In April and May, the wheat is ripe. The big snake presses the head of the wheat to drink water in the river, and its body is still Staying in the mountains, the scales all over your body are shining with golden light, tonight, will we meet each other?"

(End of this chapter)