Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 322

"Hiss, oh yo."

The bag on Shao Zhen's forehead was swollen and bulging. Just touching the bag didn't hurt much, but his whole head felt drowsy and painful.

"Can I pick up such a bag while I'm sleeping? No. Didn't I get up already?"

Shao Zhen's thoughts finally became clear. He remembered that he had already woken up, that he had comprehended the mystery of the painting god, and even more that he heard someone call the door to go out.

However, after opening the door, he didn't see who was outside, and he didn't even react, but his head became dizzy, and he lost his follow-up memory.

On the contrary, the previous dream became clearer at this moment, and everything in the dream seemed to be happening around me.

Shao Zhen supported his body and sat up. Because his body was relatively weak, he swayed and fell back.

When he was a little more stable, Shao Zhen got up again, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pulled a thicker dress over his body, and walked outside step by step.

When I woke up from the dream, looking at the portraits around me felt different.

But looking around in the house, there seemed to be no one else, so who hit it on the head?Could it be that you knocked it yourself?

Shao Zhen walked to the door and found that the door was only closed, but not plugged in, so he quickly plugged the door, and felt a little relieved.

Shao Zhen came to the statue of Xiansheng Zhenjun and stared blankly at the statue on the black cloth. The statue's eyes were calm, as if it was also looking at him.

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for your enlightenment!"

Shao Zhen bowed to the statue of Zhenjun, then supported the upper axis of the black cloth with both hands, hung the cloth on the bamboo pole on one side, and then looked at the picture of the hundred ghosts.

The dream just now was extremely real, and the hundreds of ghosts in the dream were very restless, but in the painting at this moment, although the hundreds of ghosts still have their own charms, they are still in the painting.

Just like living things are not afraid, looking at these paintings now, Shao Zhen's mind is surprisingly calm.

"After all, I am a painter, and all the imaginary things in the painting are determined by my brush."

Compared with being beaten by a possible outsider, Shao Zhen no longer has any hesitation when facing his own paintings.

As far as Shao Zhen could see, the spirits of the ghosts in the painting were all subtly lowered, which made Yi Shuyuan behind praise him.

Yi Shuyuan can see this feeling intuitively, while Shao Zhen, who is a painter, can vaguely feel it, which also makes the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a hint of a smile.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom"

The sudden knock on the door made Shao Zhen tremble involuntarily.

"Strange, why is the door closed, Mr. Shao, are you awake? Mr. Shao, open the door"

Shao Zhen's expression changed.

It was this voice, he was the one he heard before he fell into a coma!

"Why are there such vicious people? Why are they blocking the door and beating them in broad daylight?"

Shao Zhen muttered, turned around and kept bowing to the statue of Zhenjun.

"The True Lord is above, please protect the True Lord, please protect the True Lord."

"Mr. Shao, I asked the doctor to see you. Mr. Shao opened the door. I offended you just now. I'm sorry, Mr. Shao."

Lao Miaozhu's voice continued outside, maybe he also realized something, apologized quickly and explained that he brought a doctor.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the statue and listened, seeming a little dumbfounded. These two people were really interesting.

In the end, Shao Zhen opened the door, and it was true that he was not beaten again. Lao Miao Zhu apologized and took the doctor into the house to see Shao Zhen.

The bag on his forehead was not a big problem, and his head was not damaged, but the doctor thought that Shao Zhen lacked energy, so he asked him to move more, maybe he needed to mend it.

By the time the doctor left, it was already evening.

When only Shao Zhen and Lao Miaozhu were left, they could finally open the skylight and speak honestly.

Since Shao Zhen was not bewitched, Lao Miaozhu made it clear what he wanted to do, and Shao Zhen became more and more puzzled the more he heard it, and told Lao Miaozhu what happened in his dream.

After confirming each other, you will know that what the sage Xianjun said in the dream is true.

"Zhenjun entrusted you with a dream!"

It was getting late at this moment, and Lao Miao Zhu, who had finished communicating with Shao Zhen, couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and both of them sitting on the ground looked at the hanging statue of Zhenjun.

In some cases, before Lao Miaozhu said anything, Shao Zhen said it himself, which was right, and it was indeed a bit miraculous, but it was not enough to be trusted, after all, Xie Chong must also know about such things.

"It turns out that the kid from Zhoujiazhuang is now at the Zhenjun Temple in Dengzhou!"

"Zhoujiazhuang?"

"Well, I don't think there's anything wrong. I'll go back to Zhouzhuang to have a look. If the family's child is really lost, it should be right."

Lao Miaozhu is not worried about Shao Zhen at this meeting, because it is obvious that he is blessed by Xianshengzhenjun, but he is anxious to go to Zhouzhuang to have a look.

"It's getting late, why don't you stay here overnight?"

Seeing the old man standing up, Shao Zhen couldn't help but say something, it's dark and the road is far away, what if something happens.

"Stay here?" Lao Miao Zhu stood up with a mahogany stick, looked around and looked at the picture of a hundred ghosts not far in front of him.

"I would rather walk at night, and even though I am old, my body is stronger than yours. You, please take care of yourself. When I saw you, I thought I was seeing a ghost!"

Lao Miaozhu's words were somewhat exaggerated, but it also made Shao Zhen realize that he had been too slovenly during this time.

He then got up and sent Lao Miaozhu to the yard. The latter waved his hand, said "Let's go" and hurried away.

"Go slowly, old man, I will go to the Earth Temple after a while."

Lao Miao Zhu looked back at Shao Zhen and nodded to understand.

Shao Zhen didn't go back until he could no longer see the old Miaozhu, but he basically didn't eat anything all day, he would be so hungry that his chest would stick to his back, so it's better to go to the kitchen to make a meal first.

But after Lao Miaozhu walked away, he kept watching behind him from the corner of his eyes.

When it was about the same time, he turned his head and saw that Shao Zhen had already left, and then he moved, and immediately changed direction like a monkey.

After going around in a circle, he returned to the courtyard of Shao Zhen's house, leaned down behind him, and looked inside vigilantly with a mahogany stick in his hand.

Although there is the image of the holy and true king, how can he leave easily, the key is the night!
Hey, stay overnight?
My old man is holding a mahogany stick, and there is a portrait of the holy and true king here, sleeping here in the open, how dare the evil spirits show up?

To stay is to stay, but not in front of you!

Although it is a temple wish, the old temple wishes people to grow old and mature. Although it is a temple wish, it is also clear that even if the god statue is opened, it is still a god statue after all, not a real god in person, but adding a knowledgeable magician is different.

So you need to take a look in the dark.

Time passed by, watching Shao Zhen cook and eat, go into the house, and even start to boil water to wash himself, Lao Miaozhu gradually relaxed in his heart.

At midnight, Lao Miaozhu left Shao Zhen's house trembling, thinking that he could only do this with his own ability.

The sky is cold, the north wind is blowing, and the road at midnight is really not easy to walk.

On some deserted and remote roadsides, you can even see some distant tombs, as well as some vague evil spirits.

Also in order to warm up his body, Lao Miaozhu walked very fast. Although his eyes could not see some aura, he could vaguely feel it with his body.

At this time, the mahogany stick is a little on the ground.

After the sound of "Boom~", the surroundings seemed to be "warmer".

Whenever this is done, Lao Miaozhu will pick up the mahogany stick with a smile and touch it.

"Hey, my old peach stick is finally a treasure, a magic weapon that can be passed down."

This old peach stick has never been so smooth, and Lao Miao wished him a good mood. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, unplugged it and took a sip.

Inside the bottle are some spirits, which can also be regarded as medicinal wine.

Although this special medicinal wine itself can't bring any warmth, it can relax the muscles and activate the blood, making it easier for the body to grow Yang Qi during exercise, making the body feel warmer.
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Sure enough, Zhouzhuang lost the child, and at night, they mobilized the relatives and neighbors in the village to search together, but naturally they couldn't find it.

There are also people who go to the land temple to pray for the land woman, but the temple wishes are not there.

Out of the principle of comparing one's heart to another's heart, and also because the old man felt short-sighted, although Lao Miaozhu arrived home late at night, he still got up early the next day.

Then he hurried to Zhouzhuang, which was not too far from the Earth Temple, found the family, and told them that the child might be in the Zhenjun Temple.

As for how to know, Lao Miaozhu didn't say anything about Shao Zhen for the time being, but told the land woman to tell her in a dream.

Dengzhou City is two hundred and dozens of miles away from here, and for this country, it is a big city, so you need to be prepared to pay for it. It is not something that country people can just leave.

But Lao Miaozhu kept letting them relax, saying that if they were really in Zhenjun Temple, Xiansheng Zhenjun would definitely bless the child.

Up to now, Lao Miaozhu has already believed Shao Zhen's words to [-]%, and he believes that the child will be fine.
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On the third day, it was also early in the morning on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Outside the Shao family's ancestral house outside Xintian County, Lao Miaozhu came to visit again, this time it was an official visit, and of course Lao Taozhang still stayed with him.

"Mr. Shao, Mr. Shao"

The sound spread into the house, and Shao Zhen, who was still asleep, also got up quickly. This time he opened the door and came out, no longer in that scruffy appearance, at least his clothes and hairstyle were neater.

"It turns out that the old man is here, please come in quickly!"

Shao Zhen went to the courtyard to invite him. Lao Miao wished that he felt refreshed and looked much better than the day before yesterday. The swelling on his forehead had almost subsided, but the purple-red marks were still there, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hehehe, didn't Mr. Shao say he was going to the Zhenjunshou Temple in Dengzhou City? It just so happens that the old man also went to find the people in Zhouzhuang, why don't we go there together?"

Lao Miaozhu looked at the Shao family's ancestral house as he spoke, and at Shao Zhendao who was alone.

"Taking advantage of years ago, let their families reunite, so that they can feel at ease with each other."

Not only to reunite the Zhou family, but also to let Lao Miao wish him peace of mind. After going to Dengzhou, everything should be solved.

Shao Zhen nodded slightly, he also had the same intention, and planned to go to the Earth Temple first today.

"The old gentleman is right!"

(End of this chapter)