I am a fairy

Chapter 81: People from Lucheng
Inside the carriage.

A round-faced, stocky-looking man sat upright. The beard on his chin and lips was sparse, so he didn't look very dignified, but rather seemed to be pretending to be mature.

Wen Fonu looked at the Ziyun Peak outside, and saw the Taoist priest on the mountain hurriedly running down to pay his respects, and finally he lifted the curtain and walked out.

He did not get off the car, but stood in front of the carriage, looking down at the people below.

After the Taoists learned of Wen Fonu's identity, they became even more panicked.

Only the old Yin-Yang Taoist priest remained calm, but he was also very humble.

Wen Fo Nu: "I heard that Yun Zhendao was taught the art of exorcising ghosts by Yun Zhongjun, and there are also some heavenly objects given by Yun Zhongjun here. Is it true or false?"

The place where Jin Ao went was Lucheng. The Yin-Yang Taoist thought that Sima Wen should have known about Yun Zhongjun's bestowal of magic at this time.

Yin Yang Taoist: "Reporting to Sima Wen, it is true."

Wen Fonu: "Can you let me see this treasure?"

Yin-Yang Taoist: "Sima Wen is a nobleman. He has come from afar to devote himself to Taoism. It is an honor for Yun Zhendao."

Wen Fu Nu: "Then lead the way!"

Yin Yang Taoist: "Please."

After getting off the carriage, everyone dared to stand up and take a look at Sima Wen, but after standing up, they all showed stunned expressions.

Everyone then realized that Wen Fu Nu was very short. Although he was not fat, he looked like a tumbler when he stood.

No wonder he always stood in the car and didn't get out, so that he could maintain his dignity.

but.

This appearance was also called auspicious by Buddhist disciples, which actually lived up to his name of being a Buddhist slave.

Everyone welcomed Wen Fonuo up the mountain. The first thing Wen Fonuo saw when he entered was the ancestral tablet. The three big characters "Yun Zhongjun" were particularly eye-catching.

Wen Fo Nu: "Master Lu, have you ever seen the Immortal Saint?"

Yin-Yang Taoist: "I am not blessed with good morals, so I have no chance to see you. However, my two junior brothers are blessed people. They once had a chance to meet immortals in the mountains."

Wen Fonu: "What does an immortal look like?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "The immortals have many different appearances. Some say that the immortals came in white clothes and stepped on clouds, looking like a young boy. Some say that the immortals came to the lower world riding tigers and leopards in military uniforms and followed by ghosts and gods. Some say that the immortals wore cloud-patterned robes and rode dragons into the river."

After hearing this, Fo Nu didn't like the answer very much. In his opinion, the old Taoist seemed to be fooling him.

I thought to myself, "Don't think I don't know what you Taoists are thinking. You are playing tricks in the name of ancient gods, and you are teaming up with Jia Gui, who was banished to this place and is bent on climbing up the social ladder, to create some auspicious omen."

Wen Fu Nu's eyes were clear, as if he saw through everything. He stood with his sturdy body, head held high and chest puffed out, looking as if he had everything under control.

And one hand in the sleeve was actually fiddling with a string of Buddhist beads.

Wen Fonu has been a Buddhist since he was young, so he naturally has no good feelings towards Yun Zhendao and the ancient god Yun Zhongjun. So he came here with a scrutinizing eye.

The Yin-Yang Taoist sent his disciples to get the gift from heaven, and Wen Fo Nu also asked by the way.

Wen Fo Nu: "Does your Yun Zhen Dao have any collection of books? What kind of inheritance does the Dao sect have? What classics do you read daily?"

Yin-Yang Taoist: "My Yunzhen Dao includes the three books of my Dao, the Three Emperors Sutra, the Lingbao Sutra, and the Shangqing Sutra. I have also read them carefully, but I am dull and have not gained much."

Wen Fonu seemed to have read these three Taoist classics as well: "Are there any others?"

The Yin-Yang Taoist hesitated for a moment and said, "There is also a book called 'Yun Zhen Yin-Yang Dao Fasting and Offering Divine Canon'."

Wen Funu: "Oh, I've never heard of that."

"What are the differences? Who wrote it? Can I take a look?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "It was compiled by Lu."

Wen Fo Nu: "I never thought that the Taoist master has such great talent. In that case, quickly bring it to me for my inspection!"

Wen Fonu, who has a "lucky appearance", speaks calmly. Although his attitude does not seem to be tough, his words give people a sense of irresistible power.

It seemed like a question, but in fact it was more like an order.

The Yin-Yang Taoist looked at the guards beside him, and then thought of the cavalry at the foot of the mountain, so he dared not disobey.

Then he took out a booklet from his arms.

just.

After turning a few pages, Wen Funu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Although the Yin-Yang Taoist priest had served as a county magistrate, he could not be said to have any literary talent. The "Yunzhen Yin-Yang Dao Fasting and Prayer Divine Canon" he compiled seemed extremely crude to Wen Fonuo, who had read a wide range of books and Buddhist scriptures. The contents in it were absurd and full of fantasy.

At least compared with the Buddhist scriptures that Wen Fonu had read, he thought they really had no substance.

"This divine scripture is written..."

"Well... it's OK... it's OK..."

Although the Yin-Yang Taoist didn't know it before, he was old and experienced. Naturally, he could see the disdain of Sima Wen and the royal family members in front of him, and guessed their attitude.

Although he was somewhat in awe of the other party's status as a nobleman and the son of a prince, the Yin-Yang Taoist was also somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude.

The other party knows.

How much effort he put into compiling this divine code and how much he valued it.

At this time, the disciple finally came out holding a box.

"Heaven's gift has arrived."

Wen Fonu put down the "Yun Zhen Yin Yang Dao Fasting and Prayer Divine Scripture", seemed to be quite unconcerned, and directly stuffed it back to the Yin Yang Taoist.

The Yin-Yang Taoist priest respectfully took the "Yun Zhen Yin-Yang Great Dao Fasting and Offering Divine Scripture", although he was extremely reluctant and a little unwilling to give it up when he took it out before, but seeing that the divine scripture he wrote was despised like this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.

However, I dare not speak out my anger, and I dare not even show my emotions on my face.

And on the other side,
Wen Fu Nu had lost some interest in the so-called heavenly treasure, and said in his heart.

"It is true that a group of Taoists and the Jia family's children have teamed up to play tricks. The so-called heavenly gift must be a fake made by hired craftsmen."

But no matter how skilled the craftsman was, he could not escape his "eagle eyes".

just.

He leaned over to take a look, and after a quick glance, his pupils froze.

Wen Funu felt a little surprised and made a sound.

"what?"

The Taoist boy knelt on the ground, holding the "heavenly object" high in his hands.

What caught Wen Fonu's eyes was a box that looked like jade but not jade, and like stone but not stone.

Even though Wen Funu was knowledgeable, he couldn't recognize what material it was made of at first glance. He just thought it was some kind of jade or gem.

Although I have no idea what material it is made of, it is indeed a work of exquisite craftsmanship. I wonder what kind of skilled craftsman could have made such a box.

"This small Xihe County actually has such a skilled craftsman?"

"This carving is comparable to the work of a master craftsman in the palace. No, it can even be said to be superior."

He first held the box with one hand, but the moment he held the box, he was startled.

It was surprising because the box felt so light in the hand, which was completely different from its crystal clear stone-like texture.

"As light as paper."

"This is not jade, nor is it stone."

Wen Funu immediately changed his attitude, picked up the box with both hands, and placed it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

Wen Fu Nu: "This box... Which craftsman made this box? What material is it made of? How was it made?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "This is not made by a craftsman, it is a gift from heaven."

Wen Fu Nu didn't say anything, but he sneered in his heart. If he didn't want to say it, then don't say it. What's the point of talking to him about heavenly treasures here?

Just follow the details.

The more he looked, the more surprised Wen Funu felt.

As the son of a prince of the royal family, he had seen all kinds of treasures in the world. It would be impossible for a Taoist priest or a craftsman from a mere county to forge something and fool him.

But this mere box, its texture and craftsmanship were beyond his imagination, and its style was completely different from that of this world.

Exquisite craftsmanship may be practiced by geniuses in some small places, but this elegant and luxurious style is not possible. Only a prosperous era can produce such a masterpiece.

The Yin-Yang Taoist also said: "How can ordinary craftsmen forge such rare treasures from the Immortal Palace?"

Wen Fonu finally nodded in agreement: "Ordinary craftsmen really can't forge such treasures. It's strange that I can see such a thing in a small Xihe County."

However, he guessed: "This should not be made by the craftsmen in Xihe County. Perhaps it was left by the ancients."

Unlike the previous "Divine Book", Sima Wen couldn't let this box go. He held it carefully in both hands, looking at it from left to right, and refused to put it down.

Until the Yin-Yang Taoist began to remind him.

"Sima Wen, the treasure is inside!"

Wen Sima, who was completely attracted by the box, finally realized that the box was just a box after all, a container for things, and the things inside were the most important.

Wen Fu Nu: "What's inside?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "It is the elixir bestowed by the Immortal Saint."

Wen Fonu wanted to open the box, but he couldn't find a way for a long time. Finally, with the guidance of the Yin-Yang Taoist, he opened the box.

Wen Fonu was even more shocked after reading it, and thought to himself.

"It is so ingenious that even the method of opening it takes so much thought."

"How did the ancients make this box so ingenious?"

After the box was opened, there was a piece of paper inside.

The paper was white and fine without a trace of impurities, as if it was made of clouds in the sky, and it felt as soft as jade to the touch, and also like the skin of a young girl. After taking it out, it was found that its texture was extremely tough, and it was also obvious at a glance that it was at least not something that could be made by craftsmen in small places like Xihe County or Lucheng County.

Wen Funu didn't speak for a long time, seeming to be lost in thought.

The Yin-Yang Taoist stroked his beard, as if he could understand what Sima Wen was feeling, and even felt a little proud.

"Sima Wen?"

"Sima Wen?"

Wen Fonu looked at the Yin-Yang Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest immediately guided him to look at the immortal recipe.

"Please look at the words above. Can you find something mysterious and magical in them?"

Wen Funu only noticed the paper at first and had not had time to read the words on it. Now it seemed more and more unusual.

The Yin-Yang Taoist also unfolded the magic recipe in the box and carefully introduced it.

"Please look, the words on it are not written, but they don't look like they were copied either."

"I have never seen such a font before. Every stroke looks as if it was cut by a knife or an axe."

"The color of the characters is so even and pure, it doesn't look like cinnabar. The handwriting is so clear that you can't tell what it was written with. It's as if the characters have completely merged with the paper."

"Sima Wen, have you ever seen such paper and words?"

“And in this corner, there is such a realistic pattern printed, as if the scene of the human world was placed directly in it.”

Wen Funu also became a little excited and felt a strong curiosity in his heart.

"Master Lu, what magic method was used to make this paper? What kind of font is this, and how was it written?"

This simple sentence also revealed some of Wen Funu's innermost thoughts. Although this thing was very strange, he still instinctively thought it was a thing from the human world.

The Yin-Yang Taoist stroked his beard and spoke calmly.

"I am just an ordinary person. This remedy was given by an immortal saint. How can I know the mystery behind it?"

Wen Funu raised his head, looked around, and waved his hand to let these people retreat.

Even the Taoist boy who was holding the box was driven away.

This time.

Wen Fonuo and the Yin-Yang Taoist were the only two people left in the hall and under the ancestral tablet.

Wen Fu Nu then came closer and said with an expression that said you know it and I know it.

"Master Lu, there are only two of us left here."

Yin Yang Taoist: "Sir Wen, if you have any questions, I will certainly tell you everything I know."

Wen Fonu: "If that's the case, there's no need to hide it. How did you get this box and the elixir? Did you get the treasures left by the ancients?"

The Yin-Yang Taoist was stunned for a moment and spoke quickly.

"Sima Wen, why do you say that?"

Wen Fu Nu stared at Lu Lao Dao from the moment he said this, watching his expression change but not finding any flaws.

The transition was natural, and there was no hesitation in the surprise, as if the actor was really surprised.

This is pie.

Instead, Wen Funu began to murmur.

This Taoist priest is so good at pretending.

Could it be the one in the legend?

You keep lying, and finally even you believe it?

There was no other way, so Wen Funu immediately took out his trump card.

"You know, the magistrate of Xihe County has already reported the auspicious sign of the divine spirit appearing in your Yunbi Mountain. I am here to verify this auspicious sign and then report it to Your Majesty."

"If you tell me the truth, I can still save some of your troubles. This matter was all done by the magistrate of Xihe County. It has nothing to do with you."

"However, if you also follow suit and deceive His Majesty by lying about the auspicious sign."

"You know what the consequences are."

The Yin-Yang Taoist was sweating profusely: "This gift from heaven is truly a gift from the gods. Everything I said is true. How dare I lie?"

Wen Fo Nu hurriedly asked, "If that's the case, how did Daoist Master Lu get this elixir and box, and how did the immortal god give them to you?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "There is a witch in Yunbi Mountain who can communicate with the heavens and invite the gods. Some time ago, the plague ghosts were causing chaos and it has not been completely quelled yet. This box was obtained by the witch from the immortal cave when he went to the world above the clouds."

Wen Funu: "Divine witch?"

Yin-Yang Taoist: "Lu's book Yunzhen Yin-Yang Dao Zhaijiao Shen Dian was also written by Lu after he saw the shaman of Yunbi Mountain summoning gods and welcoming gods."

Wen Fu Nu: "Where is this witch?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "The shrine in the clouds on top of the sacred peak."

Wen Fonu looked at the old Taoist priest with an uncertain expression. His threats and intimidation were actually useless.

"Good guy."

"This is still a collusion between the upper and lower levels, it's a solid block!"

"This Jia family's Jia Gui is really good at scheming. He has only been here for a short time, but the whole Xihe County has already colluded with him. He even deceived the emperor and lied about auspicious signs, which led to his own death and extinction. So many people have joined him in doing this."

"If he stays a little longer, that will be terrible."

Then, the Yin-Yang Taoist suddenly remembered something.

Then he continued, "Sima Wen, today is the Cold Food Festival."

Wen Fonu: "What about the Cold Food Festival?"

Yin-Yang Taoist: "This year's Cold Food Festival is particularly important, because the Five Ghosts have caused chaos and released evil ghosts from the netherworld. Therefore, tonight the shaman will send all those ghosts into the netherworld. In this way, these evil ghosts will no longer harm the human world."

Wen Fonu: "There is such a thing?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "If Sima Wen is willing, he can go to Shenfeng like Lu."

Wen Fu Nu: "In that case, I will go with you to take a look."

The Yin-Yang Taoist finally found a breakthrough and turned the situation around.

Since Sima Wen, who came here on behalf of Prince Lucheng, doesn't believe it, then let's take him to see it and see whether he believes it or not.

and.

He found another excuse to go to the Divine Peak.

"I'm worried."

“I don’t know how to get a glimpse of the wonders of yin and yang, the secrets of life and death in the netherworld.”

The old Taoist priest had long known that the gods and shamans would hold a grand sacrifice on the Cold Food Festival, and he had been looking forward to it for many days. Now it has finally come true as planned.

On this side, after hearing what the old Taoist said, Wen Fu Nu no longer forced him.

Since everything originated from that witch, let's go and take a look.

So the old Taoist priest took two or three disciples and led Wen Fonu to set off. However, with so many people and carriages and horses, they naturally could not take the small path on the mountain, so they could only take the main road along the river.

"A witch?"

"It seems that this sorcerer got some treasures from the ancients, or even robbed the tombs of the ancient dynasties, and used these rare treasures to swindle people."

"Let's go and see what weird things this witch who pretends to be a ghost can do."

In the carriage, Wen Funu started spinning the Buddhist beads again.

He looked calm and mature.

A thousand thoughts were turning in his mind, but he started reciting it in his mouth.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita."

"Seeing that the five aggregates are empty, one can overcome all suffering..."
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At the foot of Ziyun Peak.

Just as the Yin-Yang Taoist and Wen Fonu left, another long team arrived at the foot of the mountain. Jia Gui and other officials and dignitaries from Xihe County rushed to Ziyun Peak.

"Here we are, here it is."

"Go and ask quickly if Sima Wen is on the mountain."

Everyone was panting and finally stopped.

But when I asked, I heard that Wen Funu had left.

"what?"

"You went to Shenfeng?"

Jia Gui and others had no choice but to rush along the riverside road to the Yunzhong Temple on the Shenfeng Mountain.

"Let's go, let's go to Shenfeng."

"Hurry up and chase."

"It's getting late, we have to hurry."

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