Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

When Hu Zhenhua rushed to the Taiyi restricted area, the old Taoist priest was nowhere to be found, and only the young Taoist priest Zhang Cong was sitting alone at the table eating dinner.

A set of bowls and chopsticks was left in a corner of the dining table!

Zhang Cong grinned and said,

"Master, I had to go out to pray at night, so I didn't wait for you!"

Hu Zhenhua sat down at the table, looking thoughtful, and asked,

"You knew I was coming?"

Zhang Cong added a bowl of hot porridge to Hu Zhenhua and explained,

"Master Taiyi said you would definitely come, so he asked me to leave an extra set of bowls and chopsticks."

Hu Zhenhua laughed dryly twice. He could guess the tone of Taiyi's words at that time: Cong, steam more buns, cook more porridge, feed that damn guy, and he won't harm my ducks anymore!

"Where's Taiyi?"

"He's gone on a journey around the world, and I don't know when he'll return. Before he left, he told me to take good care of his ducks. If you want to eat some, please help yourself!"

Hu Zhenhua's old face turned red when his secret was revealed. He could fleece the old Taoist priest without restraint, but he could not do anything to a junior!

"Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone. Without Taiyi, eating duck is tasteless."

Hu Zhenhua thought for a moment and suddenly asked,

"Although Taiyi's actions are unconventional, his Taoist cultivation is still commendable. Have you considered taking him as your master?"

Zhang Cong blushed, put down the steamed bun in his hand, and said,

"I have the same idea, but Uncle Taiyi said that he is still training in the mortal world and his cultivation is not yet complete. For the time being, I will call you Uncle. If we are destined to meet in the future, I can become your disciple!"

How could Hu Zhenhua not understand the old Taoist's thoughts? He didn't dare to use the name of Taiyi, so he made this excuse.

Lao Hu grabbed a steamed bun and prepared to leave.

"Thank you for dinner, bye!"

Hu Zhenhua took a few steps, then suddenly remembered something and turned his head and said,

"Zhang Cong, if the Taoist temple wants to grow bigger and stronger, it must expand to other places. Hong Kong is a good place. Right now, there is chaos and war. The red-haired demons in the eastern territory also need Laojun to bring them peace!"

Zhang Cong didn't quite understand Hu Zhenhua's hint, frowned slightly, and asked,

"The existence of the Taoist temple is to resist the red-haired ghosts in the Xuanmen. Now we have to protect them. Isn't it inappropriate?"

Every religion must create a villain, just like Christianity’s arch-enemy is the devil Satan, and Buddhism’s arch-villain is Avici Hell.

The existence of villains can highlight the greatness of the decent characters.

The villain chosen by Zhang Cong is the siren raised by the Red Devil!

Hu Zhenhua looked at him and laughed,

"Don't you think that taming the red-haired demons is more rewarding than simply exterminating them? For example, the Blue Ox, the mount of the True Lord of Daode, was tamed by him. The Blue Ox carried the Lord across thousands of mountains and rivers. How useful!"

Zhang Cong understood it immediately and said with a smile,

"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Master. The red-haired ghost's karma is too deep, and only great merit can redeem him!"

What is the greatest merit? Money! We must fleece them!

Hu Zhenhua laughed.

"This child is teachable! Goodbye!"

When he was far away, the young Taoist turned around and exclaimed,

"Uncle Master, aren't you traveling around the world?"

The old Taoist priest sat in Hu Zhenhua's place, holding a steamed bun in his left hand and a bowl in his right hand, and said incoherently like a starving ghost,

"Isn't Bao'an County part of the world? I've already finished my travels!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the duck pen.

The more than 20 ducks inside were saved.

Zhang Cong finally understood why the old Taoist priest asked him to prepare more dinner. It turned out that there was another purpose behind this.

After the old Taoist wolfed down his food, he suddenly remembered what Hu Zhenhua said before he left, and muttered to himself,

"What is Changxu hinting at? Could it be that Xiangjiang can't be taken back in a short time?"

He picked up the tortoise shell in his arms and began to make divinations. When the copper coins fell to the ground, Taiyi Zhenren's expression became serious and he sighed,

"That bastard Changxu actually figured out the secret first! Looks like I've been slacking off lately! Cong, I'm going to kill a duck tomorrow to replenish my body, so come over early!"

The young Taoist priest was frightened by him and quickly agreed.

"Uncle Master, could you teach me your ability to divine the mysteries of the universe?"

The old Taoist waved his whisk and said seriously,

"The Great Dao has fifty, and the Heavenly Dao has forty-nine. If you abandon the forty-nine in pursuit of the missing one, you are missing the point! Cong, you are still young. When you see through the world, I will teach you the art of calculating the secrets of heaven. Don't force it until the time is right!"

"Yes!"

The old Taoist priest waved his whisk to drive away the mosquitoes nearby and continued,

"Save up the money for the incense offerings from the Taoist temple recently. We're going to build a new one in Hong Kong!"

Zhang Cong's face turned bitter, and he said worriedly,

"Uncle Master, we played too hard recently and offended the red-haired devils badly. If we go to their territory, won't we get a slap in the face?"

The old Taoist priest was not worried at all and comforted him,

"Don't worry, that scoundrel Changxu gave the Red-Haired Demon a hard time. Didn't you see the merchants flocking to Bao'an County? Hong Kong is suffering from declining livelihoods and panic. Believe it or not, if news gets out that we're going to build a Taoist temple, the Red-Haired Demon will cry and shout for a piece of land to give us!"

Zhang Cong immediately understood the key point after the old Taoist priest reminded him, and grinned.

"If that's the case, then we shouldn't be in a hurry."

"That's right, let's take it easy. We'll wait until the Red Army reaches the city before we go!"

"Uncle Master, when it comes to cheating people, you are no less capable than Uncle Master Longxu!"

The old Taoist priest blushed and shouted,

"Nonsense! Changxu is a congenitally deceiving holy body, but I care about the people of the world and am always thinking about how to benefit them! Don't confuse them!"

……

As the saying goes, the devil is one foot high, but the Tao is ten feet higher. After wandering around the Taoist temple for more than an hour, Hu Zhenhua was ready to make a surprise attack and find trouble with the old Taoist priest!

He concluded that the old Taoist priest did not leave because this guy always acted unexpectedly. Only by thinking about it in reverse can you break out of the confines of your thinking.

Before he could take any action, Carter came to his door. Although he and Jimla were arguing, he still had to do his job!