Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 243
Having said that, Lin Zhuming also wanted to go to Xishan.

There is a saying in the Northeast Divine Tune: "When the sun sets and the western mountains become dark, every household closes the door."

This Xishan is not the "Xishan", but because of its "name", it also has its own luck.

But before going to Xishan, Lin Zhuoming also wanted to visit the ghost market.

There used to be a ghost market in the Tongjing Mine, but it was a pity that the Tongjing Mine collapsed and it was gone. Seeing that Yandan found some good things, Lin Zhuming also wanted to go and have a look.

Follow Yan Dan back to the Taoist temple where he stayed, and saw the old Taoist master explaining Shennong's Materia Medica to the young Taoist priest.

The little Taoist couldn't read, and couldn't understand. He only thought he could read, but he also had a sad face.

Seeing the two of them coming back, the old Taoist got up to cook.

Lin Zhuming asked by the way: "How much grain is there in the tank?"

"There's not much left. I grew some of the original rice. Some people in the village invited me to perform rituals. They don't have any money, so they offer me a few buckets of rice. I will carry it back."

The old Taoist said: "In the past few years, the grain in the field has grown smaller and smaller. When you grow vegetables, the vegetables are easy to die. When you grow melons, the melon seedlings will not bloom and bear fruit. It seems that they are widows..."

"It's not a widow's year, it's a disaster year." Lin Zhuoming sighed.

"The two of us have already eaten outside, so the old cultivator doesn't need to worry about us."

"Haven't become a celestial being yet? Why did you eat the wind and drink the dew, and eat the grain?" The old Taoist said: "What you don't eat consumes the essence of the five internal organs. When the time comes, there will be pain here, there will be pain, and your stomach will growl when you meditate." , can you sit in meditation?"

Lin Zhuming also felt that it made sense, and couldn't help admiring that although this old Taoist didn't have internal training, he still had a certain "dao" attitude.

Then he started talking with the old Taoist for a while.

The old Taoist priest only read three scriptures, the Tao Te Ching, so he entered Taoism, and then the Emperor's Internal Classic, followed by Shen Nong's Herbal Classic.

Therefore, you can see a doctor or something for the people in the village. As for the scientific rituals, you all learn from other families.

Although the old Taoist only knows these three classics, the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic is the foundation of practice, and the Tao Te Ching is the root of Taoism, which is enough.

Yin Yang and Five Elements, the old Taoist priests have spoken clearly and clearly.

Lin Zhuming admired it, but when he asked about his practice, the old Taoist shook his head: "Why bother?"

But he said: "You are strong in martial arts, and he is not weak, so you have to compete for superiority. You have worked hard internally, and he has taken shortcuts in martial arts, so you have to compete for a right way."

"It's true, but it's not pure."

"People in ancient times could live for hundreds of years without practicing, but our energy will decline after less than half a century. If we only want to live for a long time, it's just three words, and it's nothing to worry about."

Lin Zhuming listened to him, and at first thought it was incisive, but when he thought about it again, he seemed to be giving shit, waiting to savor it carefully, but he couldn't refute it, but he was not convinced.

After a little understanding, I understand where the state is. How can there be so much dissatisfaction?It is also a kind of labor.

That's what it means to be "real".

The old Taoist went to make a fire and make food, so Lin Zhuoming also went to help.

After eating, I really feel happy and no longer tasteless.

Waiting for the dark night, while the little Taoist priest was still reciting, Lin Zhuoming had already followed Yandan to the ghost market.

Just at the base of the city wall in the west city, because of the darkness, there are many people standing and squatting in shadows, and some people put a lantern in front of their feet, but the lights are turned down to a small size, as if they were seen walking through the graveyard at night." Will-o'-the-wisp".

There are also various things for sale, which are not quite the same as in Tongjing Ghost Market.

Except for those children, with a grass stuck in their head at this time, it is no different from selling chicken, duck and fish.

The most of them are clothes sellers, but the clothes are unusual, some are dead people's clothes, some are the clothes of gods and Buddhas, there are also bloody clothes stained with women's menstrual blood, and the afterbirth used to wrap fetuses...

These clothes have their own uses, and the greatest use of them should be "borrowing luck" in "spells", borrowing from living people, dead people, gods and Buddhas, and even emperors.

More are selling antiques: "These are all things from the palace, and a certain prince's family can't take them away..." This is obviously a storytelling routine.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi!" Lin Zhuoming stopped at a stall. The stall owner was about 50 or [-] years old, with a shotgun on his back and one eye.

In front of them are cages, and inside the cages are foxes and weasels.

There is also a shelf where the skins of wild animals, big and small, are hung, many of which are spiritual.

Lin Zhuming asked, "What are you selling?"

"Fur, or blood for alchemy." The one-eyed hunter said, "These beasts have already started to practice and can be used for alchemy."

"Taoist, do you want to buy it?" the old hunter asked.

Yan Dan said: "Brother, don't you want to buy it and release it?"

"I didn't show the mercy of the Holy Mother." Lin Zhuoming said, "It's just that the Ten Thousand Immortals don't care about it?"

"Haha, this is a foreigner, who in the west of Beijing doesn't know that I am the Taibao of Zhenshan?"

Zhenshan Taibao?

Lin Zhuming was puzzled.

Maybe it's because he hasn't bragged for a long time, even if Lin Zhuming doesn't buy it, he still wants to keep Lin Zhuming and listen to him finish.

"My family's ancestors were the Han people in Liaodong. They lived there by hunting. Later, they dreamed of Erlang God Yang Jian in a dream. Do you know him? The three-eyed Erlang God who split Taoshan to save his mother!"

"That Erlang God taught my ancestors how to search mountains, and my family ancestors began to have the name of the Zhenshan Taibao."

"Back then, it was common to hunt wolves, tigers, leopards, bears, and wild boars. We raised seven or eight mountain dogs. The monsters and ghosts on the mountain ran away when they saw us."

"Then why are there only foxes and wampes now?"

"Then there are only these things on the west mountain." Zhenshan Taibao said.

"Then you are very familiar with the mountains and forests around Beiping?" Lin Zhuoming felt that it was not in vain.

"Where is there something I don't know about Shan Taibao!"

Lin Zhuming immediately said: "It is true that Pindao is from another place, and he wants to go to Xishan, but I heard that there are many monsters. Since the Taibao has such abilities, we want to pay you to be a guide for a few days. I don't know if it will be possible. Impossible?"

"Haha! What kind of thing is this!" said Zhenshan Taibao, "Anyway, I have to go up the mountain every day, so let's go together!"

The two agreed and paid a few taels of silver as a deposit, and Lin Zhuoming went to look elsewhere.

The main reason is to find some magic tools, preferably mirrors, and then various other things.

"Huh?" Lin Zhuoming was looking at a Tang mirror with parallel lotus patterns on it.

Suddenly felt that someone was looking at him, and turned his head to look, but it was a person with delicate features, which seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Huh?" The two looked at each other, and then staggered each other.

"Damn, why do you feel a bit like that princess?"

(End of this chapter)