It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

Feng Quan raised his eyebrows and walked to this small shop.

Liang Xingcheng moved another Maza from the house, and asked Feng Quan to sit down, then suddenly his face became dark, and he moved closer to Feng Quan, covering their faces with the cattail fan, and said in a low voice:

"Uncle Zi and senior brothers will take you to see the work of our Guan later. It's just an opportunity. Before that, it's time for me to hand over the first cheat book to you."

Feng Quan blinked, and said in a leisurely manner, "Oh? Cheat book?"

Liang Xingcheng said: "I still remember what I said when I saw you and instructed you to come to the Taoist temple?"

Feng Quan shook his head.

Liang Xingcheng: "Join my sect, build the foundation and build the Yuanying, there will be no bottlenecks, and it will come naturally! After you succeed in cultivation, it will not be a problem for beautiful women to throw themselves into your arms, brothers to look at you with admiration, and the pinnacle of life to ascend to immortality!"

Feng Quan thought that Liang Xingcheng was going to say something important: "..."

Before Liang Xingcheng finished, he looked left and right like a thief, and then took out a few pages of crumpled paper from his arms.

Liang Xingcheng: "Do you know what this is?"

Feng Quan was very kind, and followed his words: "...Cheat book?"

"Guess right!" Liang Xingcheng patted his thigh, then immediately fell silent, and said quietly: "This is one of the fragments of scrolls handed down from thousands of years ago by our Changyi sect. Only the disciples of the center can study it. You can memorize it by memorizing it." If you stop, you will have laid the foundation, and there will be no bottlenecks when you start to practice in the future! Do you understand?"

Feng Quan looked down at the few pages of paper stuffed in his hand, on which was written with a ballpoint pen, "Superstar, always adapting, exorcising evil spirits, protecting life and body, mastering immortals, clear wisdom, and peace of mind", clearly It is a mantra for purifying the mind, almost all Taoists practice it.

Feng Quan's expression was indescribable: "...Understood."

Liang Xingcheng nodded in satisfaction, patted his ass and got up, "I'll go drive in the backyard."

Just as Feng Quan was thinking about such a small shop, where would there be a backyard where the car could be dropped off, Liang Xingcheng had already come out.He straddled a red bicycle with a basket, and said to Fengquan:

"The car is coming, come up quickly, I will take you back to the Taoist temple."

Feng Quan slowly folded up the paper with the mantra written on it and put it in his pocket. While sitting on the trembling back seat of the bicycle, he thought, why didn't he just take the bus to Nanxing Mountain, instead of thinking about coming Liang Xingcheng sits in the car here?

Liang Xingcheng had just kicked a few steps with the person on his back, then suddenly fell back and said as he got off the car:

"Look at me, I almost forgot."

Feng Quan supported Liang Xingcheng's bicycle, watched the other party hastily reopen the door, went in and tinkered for a while, and came out with a bag of Chinese medicine in his hand.

At this moment, the man with gold-rimmed glasses walked over from there.

Liang Xingcheng walked over to give him the things, and the two talked for a while.When Liang Xingcheng came back and got on his bicycle, he pointed to his gold-rimmed glasses and said:

"His name is He Liang, a famous doctor on this street."

Feng Quan carefully supported the back seat, and tried his best to keep his legs from rubbing against the wheels and his feet from falling to the ground, "Very powerful?"

"The medical skills are good, and he came from a big hospital—our Nancheng Central Hospital. He just came back from the small clinic at home, and the young man is quite down-to-earth, and he can stay in this alley."

Originally, Feng Quan didn't pay much attention to what Liang Xingcheng said about Dr. He Liang, until Liang Xingcheng passed by a place and pointed to the side:

"Look, it's that clinic."

I saw a striking green sign on the other side of the road with bold white words printed on it.The sign was sunburned, showing a dirty light brown, and it seemed a little shaken by the wind, and the words on it were...

——Datong Clinic.

Under the scorching sun at noon in the long summer, the two finally arrived at Changyiguan.

At this time, the mountains are very deserted, and there are no people in the hot summer.The branches and leaves on both sides of the stone steps up the mountain are shaking, and the chirping of cicadas can be heard.

Guanli, Yi Bai, Shang Yang, and an unknown Taoist leader are already waiting.Seeing that Liang Xingcheng and Feng Quan had arrived, he handed them the packed backpacks.Liang Xingcheng said to several people:

"The ones from Linshan County next door asked us to do a religious ceremony. You and Lan Xiang...Yibai's external image is not very good, so let's go with me. Xiao Feng is watching from the side, observing and emulating. "

Feng Quan nodded, Shang Yang walked beside him, pressed him to sit down, then stroked his hair and said:

"Junior brother, don't be afraid, just follow closely behind Senior Brother Yangyang!"

Feng Quan was helpless, raised his eyes, and taught the child badly: "Like my hairstyle? Yang Yang can also keep one."

Shang Yang's eyes lit up, "That's right! I really like the red crown, but it's a pity that the rooster won't let me get close."

Liang Xingcheng didn't hear the conversation between the two on one side, and he didn't know that the aesthetic style of his Taoist temple was in great crisis because of the closure of the spring.

Linshan County is a small county seat in Nancheng City, not far from the city center, just across Nanxing Mountain.Five people got on the bus and arrived in two hours.

On the way, Feng Quan also learned through conversations that the young man named Lan Xiang, whose appearance best reflects the demeanor of the Taoist temple, who is handsome and wears a long hair and a crown, is the "ten yuan per hexagram" among the 20 people in the Taoist temple. He wanted to go down the mountain to set up a stall.Lan Xiang is different from Feng Quan, an amateur who was inexplicably assigned to a Taoist temple. It is said that he has a family background, and his ancestors are all practitioners.

And Yi Bai, who has always been stingy with others, is called "[-] points in the child's exam" in the group.To be honest, Feng Quan still can't imagine that Yi Bai, who is full of hostility, has children.

The lady who made an appointment with Guanli to perform an event, surnamed Duan, is less than 50 years old this year and lives in an undeveloped village in Linshan County.Ms. Duan was dressed very trendy, with a plump figure, like a lady, and a ruddy complexion.Anyone who sees her will never think that the other party has just experienced a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

Ms. Duan has only her and her daughter at home.The daughter was only six or seven years old, as tall as Shang Yang, and stood beside Ms. Duan in a small pink skirt.

Ms. Duan welcomed the five of them into the yard.The area of ​​this three-story building is larger than that of Feng Quan's villa. Inside the gate is a yard, and there is an aisle in the center. Parking is on both sides while gardens are opened, where flowers and vegetables are planted; a pomegranate tree is planted in front of the house.

After inviting several people into the house, Ms. Duan explained the situation.

She wanted to do a prayer ceremony for her son who had just arrived in bliss.

Ms. Duan's dead son is named Fang Tong, although she has always denied that her son is dead.It turned out that her son Fang Tong had an illness before his death, and went to the village clinic for treatment, but his health did not improve, and the disease became more and more serious.The clinic helped transfer the person to a big hospital, and the person disappeared within a few days.

What made some people feel a little weird was that when Ms. Duan said that her son was gone, she had a smile on her face, as if her son did not die of illness, but was unable to go home because of going to a famous foreign school .

Lan Xiang sat next to Feng Quan, looking at Ms. Duan who seemed to be very happy when she mentioned her dead son, she felt very creepy and leaned towards Feng Quan.

And Feng Quan looked at Ms. Duan quietly, and thought, Here we go again.

The sunny and healthy young man he saw in the Taoist temple before, wearing a shoulder bag and a simple T-shirt, stood quietly beside the sofa behind Ms. Duan, standing silently.

Although several people felt that Ms. Duan's mention of her son was a little weird, but they were only invited to do a ritual ceremony, so they didn't want to ask more questions.

When it was time to calculate, several people jointly cleaned up the living room and arranged all the utensils needed for the practice.On the Dharma table are placed incense burners, ritual utensils and five offerings.

Ms. Duan and her little daughter stood aside, followed by the ghost of the young man who preached belief in science, looking sadly at Ms. Duan's back.

Feng Quan looked over there indiscriminately, thinking, this male ghost should be Ms. Duan's son Fang Tong.

Here, Liang Xingcheng and Lan Xiang had already changed into yellow cassocks, chanting sutras and worshiping.

"In the past, in the blue sky at the beginning of the beginning, the blue sky sang, the great floating Li soil, and the infinite top-grade people who were saved by the Yuanshi. The Yuanshi Tianzun should say it is a scripture, and it will go back and forth ten times to call the ten directions..."

Ms. Duan on the side looked at Tong Fangfang's horoscope with a strange and gratified smile on her face, which remained unchanged.

Then step on foot and fight, pinch formulas and chant mantras, until it is completed, Ms. Duan stepped forward to express her thanks.

"It's hard work, two real people, this time my family Fang Tong has finally cut off the evil and hostility from the previous life, and can enjoy the gospel to the fullest."

Listening to the other party's words, Feng Quan frowned.

The ghost of Fang Tong standing behind Ms. Duan stared at her back, one solid and one empty, as if about to dissipate.His face suddenly turned fierce, black air lingered all over his body, and his figure stabilized.

It's not just obsession, he already has resentment.

And Liang Xingcheng, who was talking to Ms. Duan, didn't seem to notice the problem in the other party's words. He took the red envelope and said with a smile:

"It's good for a layman to get what he wants."

In fact, this death ceremony lasted for a long time, and it was night in a short while.I had dinner under the hospitality of Ms. Duan. At night, Ms. Duan arranged for a bathing center and small hotel in the village. There were only four rooms in total, and there were no other guests. Fengquan and Shangyang had one room.

After taking a shower, Feng Quan and Shang Yang sat on two beds separated by a leg and stared at each other.

Shang Yang hooked his fingers towards Feng Quan.

Feng Quan fastened his pajamas and remained unmoved. "What's up?"

Shang Yang jumped onto Feng Quan's bed, sat beside Feng Quan, and said mysteriously:

"Brother thinks that Ms. Duan has a problem!"

Feng Quan rubbed his hair with a towel, "Well, what then?"

Shang Yang: "Brother, let's take you to play! Let's sneak into Ms. Duan's house and take a sneak peek to see what conspiracy she is planning..."

Feng Quan interrupted him with a thud, "You are a boy, and you must abide by the law, don't do such sneaky things."

Shang Yang pouted and rubbed his forehead, muttering: "It's a big treason for a younger brother to beat a senior brother."

After Feng Quan wiped his hair and hung up the towel, "It's time to go to bed. By the way—" He looked Shang Yang up and down, "You...don't wet the bed, right?"

Shang Yang was furious when he heard the words: "I don't wet the bed! You're the one who wets the bed!"

Feng Quan nodded, "It's best like this, if you wet your bed, you'll have to sleep on the floor."

Shang Yang: "Why didn't you go to your bed?"

Feng Quan frowned, "Who wants you, little urine bag."

Shang Yang:! ! !

Before Shang Yang could express his anger, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.