Yin Fu Daojun

Chapter 72 Old Daoist
A small building in the south of the city.

No, it should be called Zhengming Residence now.

In fact, whether it is Chengnan Xiaozhu or Zhengmingju, it is just a name. However, Chengnan Xiaozhu has a wide audience and more people will know it. As for Zhengmingju, because Xie Duan just moved in, the name has just been changed. , it is estimated that no one knows.

"Mr. Xie, take a look at what else you need. I'll have someone buy it for you. If you want to be a servant, just tell me."

A plump man with a shiny face, wearing a good silk and satin robe, and a string of jujube beads on his wrist, followed by two servants, facing Xie Duan at this time, nodding and bowing, very respectful.

"Furniture and food are all available, so there is nothing lacking. I can handle the rest by myself. Thank you, Housekeeper Zhai."

Xie Duan cupped his hands towards the man and said so.

"Where is it, Mr. Xie is really too polite."

Butler Zhai hurriedly bowed to return the salute, with a smile on his face.

Mr. Xie and his wife are related by marriage, and thanks to the master's personal confession, he wants to help him more. If there is any request, please satisfy him as much as possible. As the housekeeper of a house, Butler Zhai naturally knows what this means, so for Xie Duan, Dare not have the slightest slack.

Early this morning, a guarantor was found, and he went to the county government office to hand over the deed to him. Even some furniture and daily necessities were all set up for him, which surprised Xie Duan.

Famous families handle affairs not only quickly, but also very thoughtfully.

"Since there is nothing else to do, Zhai will go back and report back. If you need anything, young master, you can come to the mansion to find me."

Having said that, Housekeeper Zhai also doesn't plan to stay too long.

When Xie Duan heard the words, he just nodded and responded.

"Butler Zhai, please help yourself, I will send you off soon."

The man hehe laughed twice, and immediately took the people out to leave.

After they left, Xie Duan continued to pace up and down in the yard. The loquat trees in the yard were like a canopy, shading the sun. Under the shade of the trees, it was even cooler. The green bamboos swayed in the wind and rustled.

"Ball, briquette, come out and see your new home."

Xie Duan reached out and patted the Qiankun bag twice, and called out.

"Huh? Is it dark?"

The briquettes stuck their heads out from the mouth of the bag, eyes bleary.

Rats are nocturnal animals, so they usually sleep during the day. Although the briquettes have cultivated Taoism, their habits still cannot be changed.

Over the past few days, it has been staying in the Qiankun bag, and occasionally comes out to breathe, and when it breathes, it cannot avoid eating and drinking.

"You say you, always stay in the bag, don't feel bored!"

The coal ball jumped out of the bag and jumped onto his shoulder. After rubbing his eyes, he slowly adapted to the light and began to look around.

"How nice it is in the bag! You can eat and drink, and it's safe. I like it so much. Putting it in the bag is like going back to my hometown."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Duan was successfully amused.

Good guy, so you are Guevara Briquette.

"Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival. Let's go out to buy some sacrificial supplies in a while, and go to the ancestor's grave to worship the ancestors. Now you should familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment. From now on, this will be my home and your home."

Xie Duan's eyes fell on the coal ball, with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the briquette was stunned for a moment, then his nose felt sour, and he felt warm in his heart, but it also took a good look at it, turned its head away, jumped off his shoulder, and said no more.

Xie Duan didn't care about it, but just inadvertently, he suddenly remembered Wang Rui. After leaving the Cuihu Bieyuan yesterday afternoon, he was always a little worried under his own thinking, but it was not easy to touch his bad luck.

I just hope that he can listen to a few words from me, and it is best to carry that yellow talisman with him. Ordinary monsters and ghosts dare not say that they can be subdued on the spot. After seeing the talisman, they can also make them fearful.

People have helped me so much, so I should do something in return, not to mention eliminating demons and defending Taoism, helping the world and crossing people are also the duties of Taoist disciples.

Taking a ten thousand step back, the foreign body spirit energy is of great benefit to him.

"After worshiping the ancestors, let's go and have a look tomorrow!"

Xie Duan thought to himself, he had already made a plan in his heart.

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The Hungry Ghost Festival is also commonly known as "Ghost Festival" among the people.

There is a saying that on July [-]th, the gate of hell will open.

On this day, almost all households worshiped their ancestors. The sacrifices of rich and noble families pay great attention to ritual, so there is no ambiguity in this regard.

As for ordinary people, at most they just burn some paper money and joss sticks!
As a famous local family, the Wang family naturally cannot be compared with ordinary people in the matter of worshiping ancestors. They strictly follow the process, step by step, and dare not show any disrespect.

The head of the family, Wang Rui, also rushed back to the ancestral home early in the morning, and went to the ancestral grave with his wife, children, and children. Although he was not in a good state of mind, he still managed to complete the ancestor worship ceremony with a rigorous attitude.

After working all morning, I didn't give up until the application time in the afternoon!
Because the autumn is approaching, he doesn't want to waste time, so after offering sacrifices to his ancestors, he immediately returns to Cuihu other courtyard and continues to study hard.

Although Mrs. Wang felt sorry for him, she couldn't stop him after all. She had no choice but to send him out of the city because of her reluctance.

Wang Rui naturally couldn't refuse his wife's sincerity. Moreover, in order to study hard during this time, he really didn't pay attention to this family. If he said that he didn't have any guilt in his heart, it would be a lie.

The coachman had already driven the carriage to the gate of the city and waited. This period of time was completely reserved for the two of them. The husband and wife were walking together on the street at this time. Mrs. Wang was constantly concerned about his body, but Wang Rui seldom said anything. He didn't speak much, and finally remained silent.

Mrs. Wang only said that he was tired, so she didn't care too much.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, you two stay behind!"

Near the gate of the city, at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed by the side of the road, slapped his head, and then blocked in front of the two of them.

When Wang Rui looked around, he saw that the person blocking the way was an old man.

This old Taoist has white beard and hair, piercing eyes, a gray Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, a long sword on his back, and a whisk in his hand.

"The old Taoist wants to ask for alms?"

Wang Rui saw that this old man's temperament was out of dust, like a fairy, so he didn't dare to neglect him, so he saluted him immediately and asked at the same time.

"The poor do not seek alms, only make connections."

The old Taoist had a kind face, but when he saw him, he frowned slightly.

"What strange things has this talented gentleman encountered recently?"

He didn't beat around the bush, and immediately asked questions bluntly.

Hearing this, Wang Rui and Mrs. Wang were all shocked.

"What does the Taoist priest mean by this?"

Wang Rui squeezed out a smile with a puzzled look on his face.

"I might as well tell you, Your Excellency Pindao Temple's Yintang is dark, and you are surrounded by evil spirits. I am afraid that you are infected with evil spirits. If you don't deal with it as soon as possible, the consequences will be unimaginable. That's why you are asking this question."

The old Taoist looked serious, and told the truth.

"Ah? Evil?"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wang at the side was startled.

She looked at her husband, then at the old Taoist, with a shocked expression on her face.

"Hahahaha... Taoist priest's words are wrong! The sky is bright and the sky is clear, how can there be such a theory of evil spirits? It's just a lack of rest, which leads to physical and mental fatigue. Don't say it so bluffing!"

Wang Rui laughed twice, and directly refuted it back.

The old man continued to persuade him to tell the truth, but Wang Rui tried his best to argue, but he refused to admit it. The old man had no choice but to let it go, but before leaving, he sighed helplessly.

"Confused! There are people in this world who are imminent in their death and do not realize it! It doesn't matter, maybe you are destined to have this calamity, and others can't force it. If something happens, you can come to the Qingdi Temple to find the poor."

After the old Taoist said this sentence, he walked away immediately.

This situation made Wang Rui suddenly recall that Xie Duan had asked him the same question yesterday. Could it be that something was wrong?
There is something in the old saying, could it be that Mei Niang is being referred to?
Being reminded twice in succession, Wang Rui had no choice but to feel suspicious. At this moment, his complexion changed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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