Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 146
The spring breeze in February cuts out new and tender branches and leaves, and there are faint cries of the death of relatives in Luodu Shengping Square.

The alleys and streets outside the courtyard are full of relatives and friends who are eating banquets. Under the hanging lanterns with the word "Dian", in the open courtyard door, there are two black shadows holding paper umbrellas. The ghost messenger of the Zhenjun Temple took the deceased old man out of the middle hall and put them in the same black umbrella.

"This is the soul of Zhenjun's pilgrim. For five years, she has offered incense every day devoutly. The Zhenjun once entrusted her with a dream and promised to live in the Zhenjun Temple in the future."

After finishing speaking, the two ghost messengers who came out held oil-paper umbrellas and turned into a cloudy wind to disperse.The guests around the table came in and out, comforting their families, or kneeling on the ground and burning paper money, as if they didn't see the two dark shadows that turned around, and even passed straight through them.

"It was preempted by them again..."

The two dark shadows are the ghost messengers of the Chenghuang Temple. It is their duty to take away the souls of the living after death. However, in recent years, there have been many ghost messengers in the Zhenjun Temple. Brought back to the temple, so that the souls of the dead who should have been brought back to the Temple of the City God were reduced by almost half.

The two ghost messengers walked out of the courtyard with oiled paper umbrellas, looking at the direction where the other's Yin Qi disappeared, one of them had a long gray face, a little unwilling.

"They have more and more believers. In the future, won't the souls of the people in Luodu belong to them? The city god doesn't care..."

"Don't let City God hear it, he's narrow-minded!"

"...What are you afraid of? The big deal is the same as the previous ones, going to the Zhenjun Temple as an errand. I don't understand, the Lingxian Zhenjun was conferred by the court, and the city god was also conferred by the court. Why do you still let the other party?"

"One is the current emperor, the other is the former emperor, can it be the same? Well, let's go back to the City God Temple to meet... Hey, there are quite a few more people with strange magic powers."

The clerk holding the umbrella stood at the intersection of the street, and in the direction he looked, a mixed team came from the West Market through all the streets and alleys. The four-wheeled frame with unique patterns was pulled by several dark-skinned people from the Western Regions and walked in the procession.

On the leading few camels, the figures riding on them were in different costumes. There were men and women, and there were also old men from the Western Regions who seemed to be full of wisdom. They seemed to have sensed the two cold breaths at the street corner, turned their heads to take a look, and then continued to lead Leading the mighty team to the end of the street ahead.

"Five of them are practitioners." The errand holding the umbrella said softly, "It should be the envoys from the Western Regions that the City God mentioned recently, came to the Central Plains to meet the Emperor of Jin."

"Letting the team lead by a practitioner seems to have bad intentions."

The two servants exchanged a few words in a low voice, then held an oil-paper umbrella to shield them from the bright sunlight, and slowly floated to the east of the city, preparing to report to Bo, the head of the soul-hunting department, about their return in vain.

When passing by the city gate, a few figures in Taoist robes carried peach wood swords, carried whisks, or hung yellow cloth bags on their waists, passing by. From time to time, some seniors called a girl in gray Taoist robes in front to slow down. With lowered eyelids, he stuck out his tongue and made a face at them.

"Several brothers, hurry up, it's slow along the way."

The girl grinned when she saw several seniors who were thirty or forty years older than her look serious, put their hands behind their backs, turned around quickly, and looked at the long queue entering and leaving the city gate.She remembered this place, she came out from here five years ago, all the way north, and now she came back, she was already a slim young girl.

If there is a chance, she would like to go back to Hezhou, and go to Huangni Town to worship her parents. She is not worried about her parents' tombs being deserted, and she will often use the snacks given by her master to bribe those who want to go out to perform errands, or go to a certain place to subdue demons Brothers and sisters, help take care of it after passing through Huangni Town.

After a long time, the girl finally wants to go back and see for herself. When she comes back this time, she also wants to go to the Zhenjun Temple to see the elder brother. I heard that the brothers who returned to the mountain said that the Zhenjun Temple is effective, so it should be that person. His soul dwells in the temple.

Now that she has a small success in Taoism, she can see ghosts, so she can see her big brother again.

Thinking this way, the girl raised her head and walked directly between the two shadows. For a moment, she opened her mouth and subconsciously touched the small yellow pocket on her waist. Inside was the magic weapon that her master gave her before going down the mountain.

"Little Junior Sister, don't do it!" A senior brother who came over, about forty years old, called a little girl who was only eleven or twelve years old as Junior Sister, causing the surrounding people and merchants who came to the city to look over in surprise.

The Taoist priests who came over were probably used to the gaze of others, who said that a girl is of a higher generation.

"Isn't it a ghost that just floated past? In broad daylight, you dare to walk around with an umbrella?!" The girl rounded her almond eyes and looked at the two shadows that floated away. Taking a look, the girl was so angry that she reached out her hand to touch the yellow cloth pocket, but was finally led into the city gate by two senior brothers holding both arms.

"That's a errand under the Luodu City God's command. He has obtained the City God's order, and he can walk around in the daytime with an umbrella, leading the dead souls back to the City God's Temple for rewards, punishments, and reincarnation."

"So that's how it is." The girl suddenly realized, rubbed her chin, curled her lips and thought for a while: "Then... why didn't you see them leading the ghost back? Could it be that they ate the ghost halfway?"

Several Taoist priests raised their hands and patted their foreheads, and there was a "pop" in unison.

For the little junior sister in front of them, they had a headache all the way, and they had to ask everything, 'Why is this? ''Why? 'When I saw a pregnant woman, I couldn't help but ask them, how would this group of monks answer this?
"Forget it, it's not difficult for the senior brothers!"

The girl waved her hand in a rather grand manner, and took small steps to hold the sleeve of a priest, frightening the latter to instinctively avoid her, not because she was afraid that she would be weird, but because she was afraid that something strange would happen again. Weird question.

I heard that last time a senior was asked several questions one after another by his junior sister, which almost caused his Dao heart to lose his stability, which affected his practice.

"Junior Sister, what are you going to do again?" the Taoist priest asked cautiously.

"I didn't do anything, I just didn't know the way, so I walked with you." The girl shook her hair in a bun and swung her sleeves, quite playful and cute.

They came to Luodu this time under the order of the Heavenly Master. They heard that the envoys from several countries in the Western Regions came to pay homage to the Son of Heaven, and the fellow guards stationed in the Western Regions also told them that some of them possessed cultivation skills. They were afraid of harming the Emperor, so they sent a few of them down. By the way, I also took this lawless girl down the mountain to gain some experience.

They arrived at the other garden of Tianshi Mansion where Luodu was staying, and before they could sit on their buttocks, the girl wanted to drag them for a walk in the street. In fact, they knew in their hearts that she was going to Zhenjun Temple.

"Let's go, let's go together."

The Taoist priest named Ming Hui nodded, and called the other one, and the three of them left the gate of the other garden together. They didn't need to ask for directions on the way, and they could find the Zhenjun Temple all the way when they saw believers wearing yellow scarves.

In the distance, the three of them saw a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, like an umbrella covering the small half of the street below. This is the first scene in the capital. To see the scenery, you must come under the big tree to enjoy it up close. If you believe in the gods, you will burn a stick of incense before leaving.

"It is not a place full of spiritual energy, but it can grow so big. This tree really has a lot of power to absorb incense, but I don't know what kind of tree it is."

"There are so many things in the world, you and I can only scratch the surface."

Ming Hui and another priest were talking softly, and the girl in front looked up at the treetops extending to this side in amazement, saying 'wow' non-stop.

In front of the temple, there are already crowds of people. The former street has been widened by two feet to accommodate more people. It is also convenient for small vendors to set up stalls and sell some money to support their families. This is also the temple celebration of Zhenjun Temple. The request specially sent to the government office made many common people and street vendors feel good about it.

"Those three people..."

Ming Hui looked at the group of people gathered in front of him. The three people with yellow scarves on their heads, leather armor inside, and yin and yang yellow robes outside frowned slightly. Among them, the old man with a talisman staff made him feel the cultivation base of the other party, leaning towards Taoism Orthodox, just can't tell which school or faction it came from.

At this time, the girl was crowded in the crowd, and others saw that she was dressed in a Taoist priest's attire, so they gave way respectfully, and just walked through lightly. The girl used Taoism to look around, but she didn't find the figure of her big brother. I can't even feel it, and I'm a little frustrated.

"This Taoist nun, give way."

A pilgrim bowed his hands politely, letting the girl who stopped and bowed her head give way, and then went up to offer incense. Only then did the girl realize that there was an extra wooden frame at the entrance of the temple, and a ragged figure stood on it, standing on one foot, double He held two ever-burning lamps with his arms outstretched, and incense candles were inserted between his fingers, ear holes, and nostrils. The incense candles that were waiting for the pilgrims to come were all beckoned by the old man to bring them, and he held them in his hands and kept them still.

"Master?!" The girl called out crisply.

The old man on the top brushed his messy hair, carefully looked up and down the girl in front of him, narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and pulled his face away in disgust. The girl was a little anxious, and pointed at herself: "Master, I am Qiaoer!"

As he spoke, he also gestured to the action when he took out fried beans from his pocket and was snatched away by him: "Master, do you remember?"

"what!!!"

The crazy old man suddenly realized what he was good at and nodded, then shook his head, his voice was flat: "No."

"Then what are you doing here?!" Qiao'er felt a little frustrated, but she still wondered why the old man was here alone.Over there, the old man brushed his hair back, and when someone asked this question, he pointed to the inside proudly, "Of course I received some incense for my apprentice, but the smell is too pungent, and I can't bear it."

"Then... where is big brother?"

"do not know."

The crazy old man shook his head repeatedly, and pushed the girl away: "Go and play by yourself, the old man will be busy for a while."

After saying that, he jumped onto the wooden frame again, and changed his posture, just like the statue on the altar, showing a solemn look.

Provoking Qiao'er below, she covered her mouth and chuckled.

Ming Hui and the two who rushed over looked at the old man on the wooden frame with changing shapes, carefully scrutinized his appearance, and couldn't help being surprised. Isn't this Chen Yuan's master?

What's so good about it here?

(End of this chapter)