lethal arsenal

Chapter 113 The Treasure Pavilion

The affairs of the imperial court were beyond Lin Dong's level. He only knew that once Yuan Sanjia came, Zeng Guoquan and Bao Chao withdrew from Luzhou Mansion.

This made Lin Dong very helpless.

Because he still wanted to find a chance to assassinate and kill Zeng Guoquan. As a result, this old boy was very sharp.

During the time when I waited for others to clean up Yuan Sanjia, Zeng Guoquan and Zeng Jiushuai ran away in desperation, not like a barber who killed Yingye, but like a despicable mouse.

Lin Dong went to Blacksmith Zhang for a few drinks, and ordered Blacksmith Zhang to guard Fengziying for him.

That's right, Lin Dong is currently leading a battalion of soldiers and horses alone, and they are all cavalry, which he intends to use to refine ghost soldiers in the future.

Although Blacksmith Zhang is a blacksmith, he has been talking about the art of war in the past few days, and Lin Dong's battalion doesn't have many think tanks, so he left the soldiers and horses to Zhang to take care of them for the time being.

He himself was planning to go to Zhenbao Pavilion, not for anything else, but mainly to find a Taoist from Lushan Dharma line to perform his duties for him and get a position as a heavenly official.

The second is to see if the batch of items that Cui Yingying explained to her before are still there.

Although this behavior is a bit stupid, after all, it didn't save her, but it can't be wasted, and put it in the warehouse to mold?
He had just left Blacksmith Zhang's house.

Soon.

Under the camphor tree, a pair of special red wax ignited a three-inch-high emerald green flame.

Light candles in the blue sky and daylight, and there will be three-point demons even if there is nothing to do.

Zhang Feng's face was calm, and his black shawl hair moved in the air without wind. On his plump face, there was a knife mark as light as smoke, which slowly deepened, and it was like a shallow shadow, imprinted on half of his face.

He stood tall and straight, compared to the honest expression in the past, with just one movement of his eyebrows, he was a little more arrogant and arrogant.

Even though there was no wind, the candle flames danced spontaneously.

Holding three pillars of fragrance in his hand, Zhang Feng first muttered: "Huang Tian is about to die, and heaven is born!"

After starting like this, he said two more passwords in succession, speaking as fast as setting off firecrackers.

"Sincerely prostrate to the Buddha, wishing all the people in the universe, the wind and the rain will prosper the white lotus, and the Taoist emperor will last forever!"

"A pillar of fragrance, filling the four directions, Zhou Liu Pudu went to Lingshan, and invited the king of Dharma..."

As soon as Balabala was fired, the candle burned faster and faster. Following Zhang Feng's chanting, it seemed that a strange force controlled the courtyard. The entire courtyard was rendered in a bright blue color by the light from the sun.

"I enshrine the boundless vanguard of the White Lotus Dharma Realm, and under the command of the saint, Nanwu Xiangyun Gaiyue Bodhisattva Maha! Sa!"

Then, the last word fell.

In the flames, there was an indistinct sound, like the wind blowing through thousands of miles, and there were strands of raving in the wind.

"Seven Protectors, what's the matter, please tell me."

With such a voice, men and women cannot be distinguished.

Zhang Feng knew the preciousness of the sound transmission incense, and immediately said simply and clearly: "He has already set off, Luzhou Zhenbao Pavilion."

"it is good."

In this way, three or two words, the communication is over.

Thousands of miles apart, only they themselves know each other's identities in Bai Lianli.

The two incense candles went out at the same time, Zhang Feng was stunned, and after a little trance, he gently inserted the fragrance in his hand under the camphor tree, and the wind carried the camphor, engulfing the smell of fireworks, and spread it far away.

……

Lin Dong came out of Zhang Feng's house, and within a short distance, he seemed to smell a faint scent of candles in his nostrils.

But, looking around, he saw no candles anywhere, and the matter was over.

Lin Dong was still discussing with Xiao Daotong in the ring of the sect master, whether it is better to perform the duties of the Lushan Dharma, or is it more convenient to receive the scriptures together?

Logically speaking, since the Lingwen Guilu is inherited from the Lushan branch, of course it is the Taoist who is looking for the Lushan Dharma, and the performance is for the best effect.

But the problem is that it is really hard to find a successor of Lushan's Dharma lineage, unlike Zhengdao people, who can be found from all over the country.

The effect of receiving the talisman and playing the post is not bad. They are both famous as Tiancao. It doesn't matter what kind of immortal official they go up, because they all start from the smallest, and they can be transferred later.

So, the early stage really doesn't matter.

Lin Dong wondered whether he should find an orthodox Taoist priest for convenience. All he needed was a cultivation qualification. However, the little Taoist priest advised Lin Dong that Lushan was the best, because the spirit script and ghost script might involve some obscure rules such as the cultivation of heavenly soldiers and generals, and the opening of altars. Following a system can avoid troubles on the road in the future.

This suggestion is quite useful.

But the problem is, time waits for me!

In the end, Lin Dong made up his mind and first went to Zhenbao Pavilion to post news, whether it was Zhengyi or Lushan, whatever he wanted to post, Maoshan could be used if it didn't work, anyway, Tiancao's name would be fine.

It's the same as going to university, no matter what department it is, as long as it can have a title of one or two books, no matter what, it is better than ordinary colleges.

To be more specific, it probably meant this. What Lin Dong wanted was not the process of cultivation and enlightenment, but the final result. What he wanted was the key to open the door of cultivation.

A book is long, no book is short.

This building of Zhenbao Pavilion is famous. It was originally the largest pawn shop in Luzhou Prefecture and even the surrounding counties.

Pawning is the original business, but later, it slowly expanded, and built restaurants, flower shops leaning against the red and green, theaters, and pavilions lined with pavilions, creating a place where the three teachings and nine streams, secret exchanges, and enjoyment.

Around the pavilion, there are courtyard guards with knives.

Even during the most anxious period of the battle between the Hunan Army and the Taiping Army, this place was not affected by the flames of war.

War is war, and business is business, just like at the end of the Ming Dynasty, there would still be merchants from Shanxi, doing business with Tunguska outside the customs, and earning money, it’s not shabby.

A good gold selling nest was destroyed, and what was lost every year was the white money of the old men.

On the first floor, there is a round lantern hanging at the door, with couplets on both sides of the lantern, and couplets posted on the left and right pillars.

What is "Su Jizi will be the gold hairpin, the six kingdoms will be the prime minister, Zhang Gongyi will return the treasure belt, and the fifth generation will be prosperous.", and "The urgent need is like water and fire, why not use the pawn? It is not what you want, so please come and redeem it."

Lin Dong glanced left and right, followed the rules and paid two liang of silver, and was admitted to the hospital.

This is two taels of silver.

In the yard, there are blue lime plastered lacquered murals, and various hand-made decorations of bamboo strips, woven gossip mirrors, wooden swords, treasure boxes and the like.

In addition, the lacquer is painted with celestial maidens and golden flowers. The slender white and pink feet of the celestial maidens are painted with vermilion dandelion on their fingernails. The nine-grade golden lotus carved out of stone is on the feet of the snow-white tender feet, which is quite beautiful.

This workmanship is full of high class.

Simple and natural inadvertently reveals a luxury.

Lin Dong thought about it, and he really came to the right place.

"My lord, I'm so polite, I dare to ask my lord, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Lin Dong stepped into the courtyard, he immediately saw a young man with red lips and white teeth coming to say hello.

There is no way, he walks like a dragon and walks like a tiger, and his body is full of saber energy, and he can't even cover him.

Even if Lin Dong felt that his expression was extraordinarily kind, the merchants and country gentry in the other courtyards kept away from him, fearing that if they approached him, three feet of blood would splash on their bodies.

The main reason is that Lin Dong's sturdy aura is too strong, even if some merchants recognize his identity, they dare not come forward to say hello.

"Look for your shopkeeper."

Lin Dong said directly.

"Come on, sir, this way please."

The little servant hurriedly led Lin Dong the way.

(End of this chapter)