From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 23 Just looking for trouble
The old Taoist priest was stunned and looked Li Yang up and down:
"What are you doing? Tickets are 50 yuan, and student tickets are 8% off. If you want to enter, just scan the QR code."

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"What is this kid doing standing there like an idiot? Go away, either scan the QR code and buy your ticket quickly, or go away and don't disturb the people behind you who are buying tickets."

Li Yang was really stunned. After all, you are a Taoist priest, it is impossible that you can't even recognize the Ziwu Jue, right?

The three of them bought their tickets in a proper manner and walked on the stone steps inside the temple. Yang Yingying beside them asked in a low voice, "Master, is there any problem?"

"This is a fake Taoist priest."

"fake?"

"He doesn't even know my Ziwu Jue."

In fact, this kind of thing is not uncommon. Taoist temples also charge rent, especially some particularly famous tourist attractions, where the rent is even more expensive. Some old-fashioned practitioners cannot afford to pay, so the Taoist temples are taken away by the local authorities.
There are many Taoist temples that have been acquired or taken over by local governments. What's even more ridiculous is that many scenic spots that have something to do with Taoism have built a Taoist temple by copying others, then purchased a batch of Taoist robes online and invited a few actors or staff to sit there. No one cares whether they are real Taoists or not.

Li Yang carefully felt the concentration of spiritual energy in Yuqing Temple, which was only 0.6, not even reaching the passing line. It stands to reason that it is impossible to practice in such a place.

Wang Xin was furious when he heard this: "Fake? I knew that this Yuqing Temple was just a name, and all the money donated by my grandmother was wasted!"

In order to avoid being recognized, this guy even wore a mask and pulled his hat down.

"Not necessarily. There might be some real stuff there. Let's take a look first, don't alert the enemy."

Li Yang smiled and walked up the stone steps.

At the end is the Lingguan Hall, where the Lingguan statue is a gold-painted wooden statue, about 2.2 meters tall, with a red face, curly beard and red hair, green boots and a ponytail. He makes the Lingguan seal with his left hand, holds a golden whip in his right hand, and steps on wind-fire wheels and auspicious clouds.

Although Yuqing Temple is a bit exaggerated, the statues are extremely exquisite.

Seeing the three people standing at the door in a strange manner, a middle-aged Taoist priest came out and asked:
"Laymen, do you want to burn incense?"

Having just suffered a loss here, Wang Xin ignored him, but Li Yang clasped his hands together and made a Ziwu Jue.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned. He raised his hands guiltily and just bowed.

He paused, and turned to Yang Yingying, who was standing beside him, and asked, "What is the purpose of this female lay Buddhist coming to Yuqing Temple?"

Li Yang was surprised. This guy must have recognized the Ziwu Jue, but he didn’t practice it enough and didn’t know how to return the favor, so he simply ignored him.

"Someone in my family is sick, and I want to come to Yuqing Temple to pray for God's blessing." Yang Yingying was very cooperative.

"Oh, then why don't you burn some incense? It's a little expensive, but it will be very beneficial to your loved one's recovery."

"Incense can penetrate the three realms, and smoke can reach the nine heavens. As long as the layperson is sincere, the gods in heaven will naturally sense it and will bless your loved ones." When the Taoist heard Yang Yingying's request, he opened his mouth eloquently.

Next, the middle-aged Taoist priest started spitting and kept telling Yang Yingying about the benefits of burning high-grade incense. Yang Yingying came with Li Yang to investigate the situation, so she ignored him and pointed to the free incense placed at the door.

"No need, Taoist priest, I can just burn this and this."

Seeing that Yang Yingying refused to listen, the middle-aged Taoist priest had no choice but to give up.

Wang Xin snorted coldly while wearing a hat and a mask, but the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care.

The middle-aged Taoist priest kept lingering around after being rejected. Afraid of being discovered, Yang Yingying had no choice but to light a stick of incense as per the rules.

After burning incense, the middle-aged Taoist priest still did not give up, and whispered to Yang Yingying: "If you want your family to recover soon, I have some talismans here, maybe I can help you fulfill your wish."

He carefully took out two yellow talismans with rich ink from his Taoist robe and said seriously, "These are the talismans for warding off the seven evil spirits that were personally drawn by the high priest of this temple. They have been successfully consecrated. As long as the layman is willing to donate some money for incense, I am willing to give them to you."

"A talisman to ward off the seven evil spirits?" Li Yang, who was watching from the side, became interested. Chi Yanhong had used a talisman to ward off the seven evil spirits when he saved him before. He didn't expect that this was a universal talisman.

He looked at the talisman paper in the Taoist's hand with curiosity and burst out laughing. The material, color, shape and size of the talisman were all wrong. Even the edict on the talisman head was not standardized. It was most likely made by the middle-aged Taoist himself.

As soon as Yang Yingying saw Li Yang's expression, she knew what kind of stuff this talisman was. She didn't point it out and took the talisman: "I wonder how much incense money I should donate?"

"It depends on the layman's intention. If the intention is sincere enough, the talisman will naturally be more effective."

"Oh"

Wang Xin, who was standing by, saw the look in his cousin's eyes and immediately understood. He took out a one-dollar coin from his pocket and threw it into the donation box with a crisp sound.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face immediately fell: "Since your heart is so dishonest, the gods will not bless you."

After saying this, the Taoist priest snatched the talisman back from Yang Yingying's hand with a cold face.

Wang Xin was immediately unhappy: "What kind of Taoist priest are you? If you don't give me money, the gods won't bless me. Then I'll donate 800,000 yuan to you and you'll be cured of all diseases?!"

Wang Xin had been holding back a lot of anger for a long time, and now with the support of the great god Li Yang, he was confident: "Are you a legitimate Taoist priest? Show me your ID, or don't blame me for complaining about you."

The middle-aged Taoist's face changed. The voice sounded familiar. He looked at the figure carefully and was immediately furious: "I recognized you. You are the guy who came to the temple to cause trouble a few days ago. Okay, you guys, come together to entertain me today, right?"

"Security! Security!"

Several vicious looking guys with batons rushed over upon hearing the news.

"That guy from a few days ago is causing trouble again. Get these guys out!"

Seeing several shining batons, Wang Xin's face tightened. Damn, you're even updating your equipment.

When he looked back, he found that his big brother Li Yang and cousin Yang Yingying had slipped away so far that only their backs could be seen. He was immediately shocked and fled down the Lingguan Temple in a hurry.

Only after he lost track of several people did the middle-aged Taoist priest return to the Lingguan Temple breathlessly. As soon as he entered the temple, he saw a tall and thin Taoist priest with sunken eye sockets and prominent cheekbones selling high-quality incense to tourists.

The Taoist's fingers were like shrunken branches, and his body was as thin as dry wood. Seeing the middle-aged Taoist with sweat on his face, he asked curiously:

"How did you get into this state? There was a lot of noise over there just now. What happened?"

"Xue Qing, isn't he the guy who came to the temple to cause trouble two days ago? This time he brought two more people with him and tried to tease me. If he hadn't run fast, I would have thrown him out of the temple!"

The middle-aged Taoist wiped his sweat and did not notice that Xue Qing's expression suddenly changed.

"Yes...yes."

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Xue Qing, a little surprised: "Xue Qing, why do I feel that you have lost weight again? When you were a security guard a few years ago, you had a beer belly, but now you are as thin as dry wood. Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"No... no need, I know it well, thank you."

Xue Qing smiled unnaturally, and an expression uglier than crying appeared on his bloodless face.

(End of this chapter)