I am a fairy

Chapter 139 The Fortune of the Zhang Family's Eighteen Generations
After the hunter returned, he told his neighbors about it.

Everyone didn't believe it.

He then took out the mask and showed it to everyone, showing it proudly in front of them. Everyone exclaimed in surprise when they saw the ferocious and evil face.

"Oh my god, it's actually true?"

"What is this?"

"Could this be the face of an evil ghost? It looks particularly creepy."

"Isn't this just a mask worn on the face?"

Some people are also concerned about what this treasure is made of and how much it is worth.

"It's very hard, like iron, or even harder than iron."

"Is it made of gold or silver?"

"No, if it was made of gold or silver, how could it be so light?"

"Could it be jade?"

“No.”

"This is definitely not something from this world."

Everyone was amazed and praised him, and the hunter became more proud.

"The rabbit I hunted might be the Moon Rabbit in the sky, which escaped from the Moon Palace."

"I'll just say it."

"Where did this white rabbit come from? It ran into my cage."

"So the gods showed up, recovered the moon rabbit, and brought it back to heaven."

Neighbors: "Didn't you say the rabbit was dead?"

Hunter: "How can a rabbit in the sky die so easily? It must be faking its death to deceive me, or to deceive the gods."

"Didn't Blind Wang from the next village tell us that a long time ago, a god's mount secretly came down from the sky and wanted to cause trouble to the world, but was finally taken back by the god."

"That's right, that's right."

"That rabbit might be like this, but I caught it before it could do anything bad."

Everyone was amazed. If they had heard such a bizarre story without any evidence, they might have thought that the hunter was exaggerating.

But at the moment.

When the hunter took out this magical mask, the words he said instantly became about 70% true in everyone's ears.

"What's the use of this mask?"

"I'm not sure. I seem to have vaguely heard the gods say that it's possible to go to the underworld, but why would I go to the underworld when I'm still alive?"

"No, no, we can't go to the Netherworld. That's where the dead go."

"That's it."

"But this must be a treasure. I'm afraid it must be worth a lot of money, right?"

After hearing this, the hunter also felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

Although he got the treasure, it could not be eaten or used. The hunter thought about it all night but still had no idea what to do with it, and he was very distressed.

If it could be exchanged for money, he would become very rich and would not have to go up the mountain to suffer in the future, and end up being eaten by wolves, tigers and leopards.

"Is there anyone among you who knows the value of a treasure? Tell me, how much is a treasure like this worth?"

The villagers had no knowledge at all. Perhaps the most important figures they had ever seen in their lives were Liu Hu, the head of the tax collection team who came to the countryside before, and Jia Gui, the county magistrate who later came.

"It will cost one hundred bolts of cloth."

"Cloth is nothing, it must be replaced with silk."

"Trade back seven or eight dozen large yellow cattle."

"What do we need so much cloth for? It's more reliable to exchange it for land. Land can be passed down to descendants, which is better than silk."

"I'm afraid it's worth a hundred acres of land."

"One hundred acres is not enough. We need at least three hundred acres, and it has to be top-quality irrigated land."

"Wow, three hundred acres of irrigated land, this is a farm, right? Only the Zhao Wangsun family has so much irrigated land. I see they are surrounded by servants when they go out, and they use waterwheels to irrigate the land and grind flour with them!"

"If I had so much land, I could enjoy myself all day long."

The villagers and farmers from the surrounding areas talked loudly and said that in their opinion a few hundred acres of good farmland, ten cows and a hundred pieces of cloth were the most expensive price.

As for going above that, I can’t recognize the numerical units and I don’t dare to think about it.

There were many different opinions, which made the hunter very excited.

At this time, someone asked the hunter.

"Are you really going to sell it?"

The hunter looked at the people's fiery gazes and immediately put away the mask.

"Say it again, say it again."

Although he said this, the hunter rushed towards Xihe County that day, carrying the fox skin on his back.

Just on the road, I met another acquaintance.

The hunter was stopped by the passerby, who had also heard about the hunter's adventure.

A passerby asked, "Are you going to the county to sell the treasure to someone else?"

The hunter hesitated, "No, no, I am only going to sell this fox skin to someone else."

The passerby said, "Why do you have to deceive me? But if you want to sell it, why don't you go to Lucheng? There are so many rich people in Xihe County. Lucheng is full of rich and powerful people. You can sell your treasure at a high price."

After hearing this, the hunter stamped his feet and said.

"oops!"

"That's right, we should go to Lucheng."

He turned around and headed towards Lucheng under the scorching sun.
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The community temple enshrines Wangshan Gong, the god of Xihe.

Some people were pouring water and some were sweeping the floor in the yard.

Inside the side room.

A long scroll was spread out on the table, and Lu Yinyang was studying the divination spell for rain.

This was the first usable spell he had obtained since his practice. Every time he used it, he would write down his insights and experiences.

The door suddenly opened and the disciple hurried in to report.

"Master!"

"I just heard something."

The Yin-Yang Taoist turned around to take a look, then turned back.

"The master is currently studying the Great Dao. If it is related to mundane matters, then there is no need to say more. Do not disturb the master's meditation."

Disciple: "I just ran into someone from Zhangjia Village on the road. He said that a hunter in the village caught a white-haired rabbit yesterday."

The old Taoist nodded slightly after hearing this. Although this was a mundane matter, it also had some extraordinary qualities.

"White-haired rabbit?"

"That is a beast of good fortune. If you present it to the government, you will be rewarded. That hunter is very lucky."

Disciple: "But the white-haired auspicious rabbit was frightened and died."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and wealth and honor are determined by fate. It seems that this hunter is not destined to be rich and honored."

The disciple said, "But after the white-haired rabbit died, the hunter met Yunzhongjun at the foot of the mountain."

After hearing this, the old Taoist jumped up instantly: "What?"

The disciple was just wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeve when the old Taoist suddenly appeared in front of him from inside the house, giving him a fright.

The pen in the old Taoist's hand was still dripping with ink, and the ink even stained his sleeves, but he stared at his disciple and asked hurriedly.

"Hurry up and tell me, what's next?"

But after urging him, the old Taoist immediately changed his mind.

"No, take your time."

"Don't miss a single word."

The disciple immediately told the Taoist master everything he had heard.

"When the hunter came back, he said that the white rabbit had come down from the Moon Palace in the sky, but had just come down from the Moon when it ran into the trap he had set."

After hearing the beginning, the Yin-Yang Taoist priest became so excited that his face turned red and he nodded repeatedly.

"Wait a minute!"

"Wait a minute!"

He picked up the pen, turned around, took the scroll, and leaned on the shore.
"Moon Palace, Heaven, White-haired Auspicious Rabbit."

After writing it, the Yin-Yang Taoist repeated it again.

"Tell me everything in detail, without skipping any details. Tell me everything."

Seeing the old Taoist like this, the disciples also felt a little nervous and excited, and their words began to become literary, even a little exaggerated.

After all, everything I say now will be recorded, and maybe even passed down to future generations, so the feeling and attitude will naturally be different.

The young Taoist priest held his head high and his chest out, his eyes sparkling.

One hand was raised, and he spoke in detail.

"The moon was bright in the sky, and a shadow jumped out from it. It was a white-haired auspicious rabbit."

"The hunter first caught the auspicious white rabbit that escaped from the moon, and when he got to the foot of the mountain, he saw a divine man."

"The hunter came forward to see it, and it was the Lord of the Clouds."

"The hunter then realized that what he had caught was the Jade Rabbit that escaped from the Moon Palace."

"But the Jade Rabbit is dead, and the hunter is filled with regret and fear."

"Yun Zhongjun said, I have an elixir of immortality that can bring him back to life, but he will not be able to return to the human world from now on."

What "Yun Zhongjun" said at that time was clearly that the dead could not be resurrected without the elixir of immortality, but they could be brought back to life by sending them to heaven, but they would not be able to return to the human world afterwards.

However, after it was passed on to only a few people, a few words were missing, and the meaning also changed drastically.

The young Taoist was talking while the old Taoist was writing beside him.

Hearing the last sentence, Yun Zhongjun said that I have the elixir of immortality, the old Taoist priest stretched his pen very long at once, leaving a long trail of ink.

"No...no...the elixir of life?"

The old Taoist raised his hand, the pen he was writing with began to tremble, and his voice changed.

"Elixir?"

The old Taoist priest's facial features were squeezed together, as if he had suffered a great injustice, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Feed, fed a rabbit?"

The disciple shook his head and said to his master.

"Master, it's not a rabbit, it's the Jade Rabbit in the Moon Palace in Heaven."

Isn't it still a rabbit? But I can't say such words.

The old Taoist swallowed his saliva, looked bitter, and nodded.

"Yes, it is. It is the Jade Rabbit in the Moon Palace, not an ordinary rabbit."

"It is a divine beast from heaven."

The old Taoist calmed down after some effort and let his disciple continue.

However, the disciple's next words instantly broke down the old Taoist's defense again.

The disciple said.

"Yun Zhongjun said that he wanted to go to the Moon Palace in Heaven and return the Jade Rabbit to the Moon Goddess."

"He also gave Hunter a mask made of neither gold nor iron, saying that although it could not accompany him to the heavenly palace, it could lead his soul to the underworld."

The old Taoist jumped up and asked.

"mask?"

"Can you lead the soul to the underworld?"

"Did you hear that correctly?"

The disciple nodded: "Master, this is what I heard. Could it be that Master knows what the mask is?"

The old Taoist took a deep breath and said, "That's not a mask at all. It's the foundation of a ghost fairy. If a mortal wants to go down to the underworld, how can he do it without a proof?"

The object from the underworld that Lu Yinyang had always dreamed of suddenly appeared before him at this moment. How could this not make the old Taoist very excited?

The old Taoist ran around the room like a madman, shouting loudly.

"That's true!"

“It is indeed so!”

"If you want to go to the underworld, you need the ghost mask and a magical instrument."

"If I can get that ghost mask, I can use it to practice and have a chance of longevity."

After saying this, the Taoist Yin Yang immediately asked his disciples to take him to Zhangjia Village, not wanting to wait even a moment longer.

"Quick, follow me to Zhangjia Village and find the hunter."

The old Taoist priest and his disciples hurried to Zhangjia Village. After asking around, they found out the hunter's home. However, the hunter was not at home at the moment.

"Why is there no one here? Did they go to the mountains?"

The villagers said: "I heard that someone saw him on the way to the county town."

The old Taoist asked, "Why are you going to the county town?"

The villagers said, "What else can he do? He must find a rich family and sell the mask to someone else."

The old Taoist couldn't believe it: "What, he wants to sell it?"

But then, the old Taoist was overjoyed.

"Okay!"

"It's better to sell it!"

"Okay!"

The Taoist priest immediately left the village and headed towards the county town, looking for the hunter's trace everywhere, but he couldn't find the hunter after running all over Xihe County.

The Taoist was puzzled. The villagers clearly saw the hunter heading towards the city. Xihe County was not big. If he was selling some magical things, they would be able to find out by asking.

How come I can’t find anyone?

"What's going on?"

"Where did this person go?"

The old Taoist refused to give up at night and stayed in Zhangjia Village with his disciples, waiting for the hunter to return.

It was not until the next day that the hunter finally came back.

The disciple ran back from the village entrance: "Here he comes, Master, the hunter is back."

The old Taoist stood up and asked: "Where did this hunter go? Why did he come back just now?"

Disciple: "It seems like he came back from the road that goes to the river, or went to the other side?"

As he was speaking, the hunter's shadow appeared in the village.

From a distance, we saw that the hunter was pulling back a donkey with several layers of packages on its back.

The hunter was smiling and happy, and even changed his clothes. He wore silk clothes, replaced his straw sandals with shoes, and wore a crown on his head.

Although the style is exaggerated and gives people a feeling of being a monkey in human clothing, it is indeed different.

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist suddenly had a bad premonition.

The hunter asked when he saw the Taoist priest coming forward to block his way.

"Two Taoist priests, what do you want from me?"

The old Taoist asked him about the mask, and became anxious after hearing his answer.

"what?"

“Has it been sold?”

The old Taoist asked quickly: "Who did you sell it to?"

At this time, the old Taoist still had some thoughts.

If it is sold to someone who doesn't know the value of the mask, or who doesn't know the true use of the mask, perhaps it will still be in time.

Just like this hunter, such rare treasures become useless things in his hands.

If it were in his hands, it would be the great scripture leading to the Ninth Heaven and the elixir of immortality that granted people longevity.

Hunter: "I sold it to the great monk in Tianlong Temple. He is the monk who worshipped the great god Yunzhongjun by the river last time. I saw him by the river before."

The old Taoist said: "Could it be the flower-picking monk?"

Hunter: "Yes, yes, you have also heard of the divine monk?"

Upon hearing this, the Yin-Yang Taoist priest felt dizzy.

It's fine to sell this thing to others, as most people may not know how to use it. Maybe he, an experienced person, can take it back.

That monk is different. He is a real connoisseur. And according to the old Taoist priest, this monk has always been eyeing the underworld.

Some time ago, some people even shamelessly regarded the shaman as a Bodhisattva and called themselves his disciple.

He is experienced.

I have never seen such a shameless monk.

"What a holy monk!"

"That's a shameless bald ass."

The old Taoist was furious and started cursing.

He originally just looked down on the monk, but now, the monk actually snatched away his opportunity. The old Taoist has never hated Buddhism and monks as much as he does at this moment.

Hunter: "How can you, a Taoist priest, say such hurtful things?"

"He is a very kind person. He gave me ten times the price. The copper coin is so heavy that I can't even carry it."

"He also said that he would give me a farm in Lucheng, with 500 acres of irrigated land. He also said that he would ensure that I would be rich and worry-free for the rest of my life, and that my descendants would be able to go to Tianlong Temple to seek blessings."

The old Yin-Yang Taoist priest stamped his feet and said to the hunter.

"What is money, and what is land?"

"Do you know what you're selling?"

"Can this thing be compared to these vulgar things?"

Hunter: "Money and land are nothing. You, a Taoist priest, are quite arrogant."

The old Taoist jumped up and down and kept shaking his head.

"You know that you sold the fortune of the Zhang family for eighteen generations to that monk."

The old Taoist felt very disappointed and his words were full of lament.

"You, you, you!"

"Do you know that you originally had the opportunity to transcend the five elements and soar above the nine heavens? Now, what have you gained?"

The old Taoist spread out his hands and said something that seemed to be extremely ridiculous.

"What farm, what irrigated land?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous!"

In the old Taoist's opinion, the mask is worth more than money and land.

And how could the hunter obtain the mask leading to the underworld just by exchanging it for a rabbit?

It was the luck and blessings accumulated by the ancestors of this hunter and even the ancestors of Zhangjia Village that won the favor of Yunzhongjun and got such an opportunity.

Just like the mountain people who have now become the Tiangong clan, it is their bloodline passed down from generation to generation and their ancestors' worship of Yun Zhongjun that has brought this generation the opportunity to make great achievements and ascend to heaven.

But the hunter didn’t know what the Taoist was thinking. He didn’t understand why the Taoist was so anxious after he sold the mask.

The old Taoist said loudly: "That mask is a treasure that can go down to the underworld."

After hearing this, the hunter shook his head again and again: "I am a living person, why am I in such a hurry to go to the netherworld? I won't go, I haven't lived enough in this world yet!"

After saying this, the hunter no longer paid attention to the Taoist priest.

"What you said is so strange, I don't understand."

"What great opportunity beyond the five elements?"

"I'd better go to the other side of the river and get my several hundred acres of irrigated land, the copper coins that can't be tied up with ropes, and the whole farm."

"He lived in a big house and had several wives and concubines."

The hunter led the donkey away happily, leaving the old Taoist beating his chest and stamping his feet behind him.

"sad!"

"Sigh!"

"Foolish!"

"The world is so foolish!"

"Mayflies do not know the vastness of the universe, and are immersed in the dream of life and death."

The old Taoist sighed that the hunter was ignorant and was annoyed that the monk was so shameless as to deceive a rural villager and exchange the opportunity for the entire Buddhist sect and its entire Dharma lineage with just a few silver coins and land deeds.

just.

He came here with the same purpose as the monk.

However, if the treasure fell into his hands, he would naturally not say this.

That is called "the place where the virtuous people live".

(End of this chapter)