Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 30 A Small Noodle House
The peacock was hugged by Taoist Nine Cranes, its tail feathers swept down, almost touching the stone steps, the beak moved forward, little by little, trying to peck Taoist Nine Cranes' chin.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't touch it!"

Daoist Jiuhe tilted his head to avoid it, but his expression was very happy.

Guan Luoyang asked curiously: "I heard that the peacock is proud, why is this big peacock so close to the Taoist priest?"

Qiu Di laughed beside him and said: "This peacock is not ordinary, it is a famous divine bird with a radius of tens of miles."

"Two years ago, Ma Qiang, the eunuch of the Jiaozhou government, ordered the territory of Jiaozhi to pay him a thousand peacock tails, and he had to collect them all in one month. Otherwise, those bird catchers would be severely punished. The sparrow catchers all changed their faces when they heard the news, and some went to the Tianzun Temple to pray, and knelt in front of the statue of the Great Emperor, weeping uncontrollably."

"Later Uncle Nine Cranes went into the mountain and took this peacock to the prison's mansion, saying that as long as this peacock stays in the treasure house for one night, thousands of peacock tails will be collected immediately."

Qiudi clapped her hands and said, "Do you know what happened afterwards?"

Do you still have to guess about this kind of thing?
Guan Luoyang shook his head in a face-saving manner, and asked, "Then what happened afterwards?"

Qiudi said proudly: "Naturally, Ma Qiang didn't believe it, and drove the uncle out of the house, but kept the peacock, but when he opened the treasury the next day, he found that there were indeed a thousand peacock tails in the treasury. A peacock flew out of the Kumen, landed in the arms of the uncle, and was carried back to Tianzun Temple."

Since then, thousands of sparrow-hunting households in the fifteen prefectures of Jiaozhi have escaped the catastrophe, and they all regard this peacock as a divine bird.

Guan Luoyang asked: "Then what happens later?"

Qiu Di said: "Later? Then this peacock lived in the temple."

Guan Luoyang shook his head: "I didn't ask this..."

"I've been on the road all night, so I must be a little hungry."

Daoist Jiuhe suddenly made a sound, hugged the peacock in his right hand, lowered the peacock's head with his left hand, let it rest on his shoulder, and said, "Qiudi, Guan Xiaoyou, let's go see if there is any breakfast in the temple."

As soon as he talked about hunger, Qiudi's stomach cried out in a timely manner, and he stopped paying attention to the topic just now, and hurried up.

The three of them entered the temple, and immediately a few twelfth or thirteen-year-old little Taoist boys greeted them. The calls from the uncle and uncle were very kind, but when they asked about breakfast, they all looked left and right.

The strongest one stood up and said: "Recently, the uncle and uncles are not here, and the ancestor also went out last night. We didn't make breakfast, so we ate the leftover porridge from last night, and we just finished eating."

Qiudi's face was stern: "I'm really lazy, I'll punish you to chop firewood. If everyone comes back, I'll chop the firewood for lunch and dinner."

The Xiaodao boys scattered, and Qiudi shouted: "Wait a minute, take a walk for the food you just ate, and chop it later."

He turned around and said, "Master Uncle, Brother Guan, I'm going to cook now, so I'm tired of you waiting a little longer."

"No need. Guan Xiaoyou just arrived today, so you asked him to wait, what are you talking about?"

Taoist Master Nine Cranes put the peacock in the yard, stroked it reassuringly, straightened up and said, "Let's go eat noodles."

Qiudi said happily: "Old Heiji's noodles, I haven't eaten for a while."

Guan Luoyang had no choice but to follow them down the mountain again. The noodle restaurant is not far from Tianzun Temple, go down the steps from the main entrance, and walk around the foot of the mountain for twenty or thirty steps.

This is a small restaurant, with a short flag planted across the door with a bamboo pole, and on the dirty cloth, there are several big characters written "Old Heiji Noodle Restaurant" in majestic and powerful characters, which is better than those of the signboards next door. Wine flag, looks much better.

Seeing Guan Luoyang reading those words, Qiu Di whispered, "Uncle Master ran to ask Master to write the words. Uncle Master's own handwriting is ugly."

Daoist Jiuhe glanced at him, and stepped forward to lift the black curtain hanging in front of the door.

The door is not big, so you can only go in one by one.

The tables and stools placed in the noodle shop are all unpainted old yellow wood styles, with only a little light coming in from the windows, the environment is a bit dim.

At this time, it was already past the time of breakfast, but it was still far from lunch. There were no customers in the shop, only an old man in thick clothes, working on the side of the window where the sun could not shine.

Daoist Jiuhe greeted him: "Old Hei."

The old man immediately straightened up and smiled happily: "Master Dao, it's you who came. You haven't come for almost a month."

Daoist Jiuhe smiled and said, "I've been busy recently, but I won't forget that."

"Don't talk about that, don't talk about that."

The old man was overjoyed, he turned around and took out a cube folded with red cloth from under the cabinet. It looked heavy and sounded like it contained some copper coins.

"Master Dao, my daughter is going to get married in half a month. My in-laws have been friends with me for many years, and the child is also honest. This is happy money, you must accept it."

Daoist Jiuhe rejected it, and said with a smile: "Well, I'm an outsider after all, how can anyone give me the wedding money, and I'll just come and bother you when the time comes."

The old man had a blue square scarf that was fading from washing on his head, and a blue scarf around his neck. He forced the money into Taoist Jiuhe's arms, and said, "You know it, Taoist, if it wasn't for you, How can I see this day, if you don't accept it today, I, I, I will kneel down for you."

Daoist Jiuhe finally accepted it.

Qiudi explained to Guan Luoyang again: "Old Uncle Hei was almost killed by a demon the year before last, but it was Uncle Martial who saved him, so they have a good relationship. To be honest, Uncle Hei is really rare. How many people in the government have never dealt with Tianzun Temple, if they are as enthusiastic as him, we will not dare to go out in the future."

Guan Luoyang nodded slightly with a smile on his face.

Looking at this kind of scene, people's mood will improve unconsciously.

Having said that, this Qiudi seems to be a bit of a nagging tendency. He never stopped talking along the way before, and he always found something to talk about.

For Guan Luoyang who just arrived, he is a very good commentator.

The three of them found a table and sat down, and Lao Hei started making noodles.

First, take a few bottles and cans, prepare the soup, throw the noodles into the pot, and put them into the cooled soup as soon as they are steaming hot.

The aroma of the soup was immediately stimulated. It seemed to be a soup made from bones, with some Chinese medicine flavor and a little spicy.

Cut a few more slices of meat on the bowl and cover it. At first glance, the brown soup and black red sauce meat can arouse people's greedy taste.

Lao Hei delivered the three bowls of noodles together on a tray, stood beside Guan Luoyang, and put bowls on the table one by one.

Guan Luoyang was always smiling, but gradually he frowned, his eyes turned, and he took a closer look at Lao Hei, his ears twitching slightly.

Daoist Jiuhe noticed his movement, tapped the table with his chopsticks, and said, "Qiudi, go to the end of the street and buy me some pickles from Liu's family."

Qiu Di was afraid that her face would turn lumpy, so she answered and went out quickly.

Lao Hei put down three bowls of noodles and returned to the stove, Guan Luoyang followed him with his gaze.

Daoist Jiuhe smiled and said, "What is Guan Xiaoyou looking at?"

Guan Luoyang came back to his senses, aligned the chopsticks in his hands, and said in a low voice: "Daoist Jiuhe didn't think there was anything strange."

"Are you saying that Old Hei has no breathing or heartbeat?"

Guan Luoyang's eyes flashed: "Huh?"

Daoist Jiuhe said softly: "Nanyang is a place with deep river valleys, deep forests, and a hundred beasts and rare medicines. It is the best place in the world. There are some strange things here, but they are not so strange."

There are many strange things, for example, when a certain road leader met a leopard cat blocking the way, he went a step late.

The demon who captured Lao Hei was a head drop master. The head drop technique in Nanyang is the most mysterious.

After a head-down master has cultivated to a certain level, he has to change his birth date to match a special inspiration in order to continue to improve.

The way they change their birthdays is to find a person whose birth date matches their horoscope, catch that person back, soak that person in a medicine jar, engrave the word worm, attach the bones, and finally cut off the head, pull out the spine and five internal organs, and then take out their own body. The head, internal organs, and spine were moved into that body, adjusted and healed, thus greatly increasing mana.

When Daoist Jiuhe left, they had already reached the last step. Although Lao Hei had not lost his head, he had already died, and there were still pleading voices. Daoist Jiuhe couldn't bear it, so he tried to do something.

"His case is a special case. As long as I re-perform the spell on him every 49 days, he can survive without harming anyone. It's just that he has to endure a lot of pain."

"He just wants to see his daughter have a place for the rest of her life."

Daoist Jiuhe said sincerely, "The longest time for this technique is only three years. Anyway, he hasn't been around for long. Brother Guan, can you keep it a secret for me?"

Guan Luoyang said: "They don't know Qiudi?"

"Yes."

"Then how long have you and I known each other, and you just told me that?"

"Because you saw it."

Guan Luoyang was silent for a while, flipped the noodles with chopsticks, and said vaguely amidst the heat rising from the bowl, "I didn't see anything."

Daoist Jiuhe smiled knowingly, and began to eat noodles: "However, it's okay to let Qiudi and the others know, the main thing is that I don't let my brother Jiuying know that he is an old-fashioned old man who believes in the separation of yin and yang, and that each has its own place. I don’t want to let the boss reluctantly stay here.”

Guan Luoyang listened quietly, picked up the noodles, and sucked them to the end in one gulp.

Sure enough, the taste is rich and salty.

After he scooped up the noodles in the bowl, he exhaled a long mouthful of hot air, and his stomach felt warm.

The anxiety of being suddenly turned into a reincarnation and being taken to a distant and unfamiliar road has finally settled down completely.

"Boss, have another bowl."

(End of this chapter)