I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 122 Earth Ghost (asking for monthly ticket)

According to Sangque's temperament, it will not take strangers on the road.

But Sang Que believed in Xia Chan. She was very sensitive to the ill intentions of others. When she saw the female Taoist priest yesterday, Xia Chan did not shrink back.

What’s more important is that Sangque also had a good first impression of the female Taoist priest.

Sangque nodded slightly, "My name is Mulan, and this is my sister Xiaochan, may I ask Kundao's name?"

The female Taoist priest stood with her back straight and her chin slightly raised. The breeze blew on her face, completely revealing the red birthmark on half of her face.

She said generously, "My Taoist name is 'Yao Zhen', Yao means free and easy, Zhen means getting rid of falsehood and retaining truth, I am the abbot of Qingfeng Temple in Mingyue Mountain."

"Where is Mingyue Mountain?"

Yao Zhen smiled cheerfully, "Wherever I build a Taoist temple in the future, that will be Mingyue Mountain."

It was late, so Sang Que stopped talking and looked around and called out, "Xuan Yu——"

After a while, Xuanyu ran out from the backyard of the inn, meowing. As soon as one saw its arrogant steps, one knew that the cat at the inn had been beaten again.

"Oh~ Not only do you raise your donkey well, but your cat is also quite smart."

Xuanyu glanced at Yaozhen, raised his paw and swept the hem of Xia Chan's skirt. Xia Chan immediately bent down and picked him up.

Now Xia Chan has become Xuan Yu's official 'mount'. After a long time of contact, Xia Chan can also understand what Xuan Yu wants to express through his eyes and posture.

The group got on the donkey cart and continued on their journey.

In the early morning, the mist is like a veil, and the sunlight penetrates the big trees beside the road, casting mottled light on the road. Birds are singing in the forest looking for food, and occasionally small animals can be seen running by.

The Gui Dynasty is lifeless at night but full of vitality during the day, which are completely two extremes.

Xia Chan took Xuan Yu to sit in the carriage. They had just finished breakfast. Xia Chan took out a piece of pastry that Kou Yushan had prepared for her from the food box in the carriage and ate it, leaving Xuan Yu's head covered with crumbs.

Xuan Yu, who was already very accustomed to this, shook his fur lazily and squatted in Xia Chan's arms to lick his paws.

Sangque pulled the reins of the donkey cart and sat side by side with Yaozhen in the front.

Yaozhen secretly looked at Sangque. He was fair-skinned and must not be from an ordinary family. He carried a knife and a bow and was skilled in martial arts. Yaozhen could also feel the murderous aura on Sangque's knife and the faint evil aura on Xiachan.

This means that the two of them often deal with evil spirits and must not be ordinary people.

"Are you two sisters going to Bailong County on business?" Yaozhen asked, leaning against the door frame of the carriage.

The journey is long, so chatting will help to relieve boredom.

Sangque is not a particularly lively person. He can be relaxed with acquaintances, but when there are strangers around, he always looks expressionless and cold.

Hearing Yaozhen ask this, Sangque thought that since she was a Taoist, she might be able to give her some guidance on the affairs of Pinghu Village, so she nodded.

"Well, I took on a case from the Evil Suppression Division to investigate the ghost fog in Pinghu Village."

Yao Zhen understood immediately, "Are you two sisters planning to join the Evil Suppression Division? What are you going to do there? Why don't you come with me to Qingfeng Temple to practice?"

Sang Que glanced at Yao Zhen. His Taoist robe was starched and turned white, with frayed edges, and there was only a shiny wooden hairpin on his head. The most valuable thing on his body was probably the iron sword in his hand.

"The monthly salary of an ordinary official in the Suppression of Evils Division is three strings of cash a month. How much can you give me?"

Yao Zhen's smile suddenly became awkward, "Ha, ha, how can one who practices Taoism be disturbed by external things?"

After saying this, he cursed in his heart, the damn Evil Suppression Bureau is so rich, all the money of the Ziyun Mountain bandit den must have been confiscated by them, damn it!
"Why doesn't Kun Dao join the Evil Suppression Bureau?" Sang Que asked.

Yao Zhen pursed her lips and shook her head, "Do you really think the Evil Suppression Division is a good place? There are endless strange cases to investigate every day, so there is no freedom at all. I still like the leisurely days of practicing in the mountains. If I run out of money, I will go down the mountain and travel. Everything is up to me."

Sang Que nodded. To put it simply, Yaozhen is now out of money and has come down the mountain to earn some.

"I heard that the entrance tax to Wangshan City is ten coins. Is that true?"

"Yes, it's ten cents, payable once a month."

"God damn it, ten cents is enough for me to buy ten bowls of vegetarian noodles, it's so shabby!"

"Does Kun Dao know Pinghu Village?" Sang Que brought the topic back. Yao Zhen frowned, "You'd better not go there, or you might get stuck."

"Has Kun Dao been there?" Sang Que was shocked.

Yaozhen didn't continue talking. Suddenly, she realized something and jumped off the shaft of the cart and ran into the woods.

Sangque hurriedly stopped the donkey cart and asked Xiaochan to stay in the cart. She followed Yaozhen into the woods.

After taking only two steps, Sangque heard Yaozhen's voice.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's the problem with you? Just grit your teeth and get through it. Are you begging for help from the devil? Do you think you're not dying fast enough?"

Sang Que tilted his head and saw over Yao Zhen a middle-aged man with tears on his face, kneeling under a big tree and trembling all over. He scratched his palm with a sharp stone and was about to smear the blood on the three steamed buns in front of him.

The eaves of a small shrine can be vaguely seen under the roots of the tree, surrounded by a bunch of mushrooms that look like human faces, which looks very evil.

The man cried and shouted, "But I can't do anything. The child is so sick that he is only breathing his last breath. I can't afford to pay for medical treatment. If I can pray to the ghosts and exchange my life for the child's, it will be worth it!"

Yao Zhen sighed, "Why bother? The simplest things in this world are those that can be solved with money. You think you can be at peace by praying to the ghosts. Even if your family comes to fulfill the vow afterwards, you will continue to have bad luck because you are contaminated by the ghost's aura."

"What should I do? What do you want me to do?!" the man roared hysterically.

Yaozhen reached into her bosom and took out a small cloth bag, opening it layer by layer. Inside was a dime of silver and a dozen copper coins. She looked at it reluctantly, then picked up the bag, walked over, squatted down, and put it in the man's hand.

"Use this money to buy medicine. I see that you have a face that shows that you will have good fortune after surviving a disaster. Maybe everything will get better in your family tomorrow."

The stone in the man's hand fell down, and he held the money and kowtowed, crying, "Thank you, Kun Dao, thank you, Kun Dao."

Yao Zhen waved her hand casually, "Go back quickly, this steamed bun is very good, I'll take it away."

Yaozhen picked up the three steamed buns in front of the earth ghost shrine and stuffed them into her arms. At this moment, a black ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the shrine and grabbed Yaozhen like lightning.

The man couldn't see it, but Sangque could see a black shadow.

Yao Zhen's eyes became fierce. He made a hand gesture with one hand, chanted a spell silently and hit it. The ghost hand immediately disappeared, and then the shrine quickly hid in the tree and disappeared.

Yao Zhen clapped his hands and stood up, looking back to see Sang Que, "Let's go, let's continue on our journey."

The two returned to the donkey cart. Yaozhen took out a steamed bun and took a big bite. "It smells so good when it's snatched from a ghost."

"what are you eating?"

Xia Chan's head suddenly popped out of the carriage and stared at the steamed bun in Yaozhen's hand. Yaozhen generously took one out of her arms and gave it to Xia Chan, who happily took a bite.

"Thank you pretty sister."

Xia Chan's words "beautiful sister" made Yao Zhen laugh, "I like girls like you who tell the truth."

The two laughed, but Sang Que couldn't laugh. He frowned and asked Yao Zhen, "Where did the earth ghost come from? Can't this thing be killed completely?"

The widow of the Li family in Heishan Village lost a child because of an earth ghost. He Buning had also killed an earth ghost before, but another one appeared here.

Yaozhen chewed a steamed bun and said, "God knows where the earth ghost came from. I also heard from my master that the earth ghost is a little ghost under the mountain god, who listens to the sufferings of the people on behalf of the mountain god. If you want the earth ghost to help you, you have to offer food as a tribute and pray with blood like the man just now. If the earth ghost agrees to help you, it will take your tribute."

"But the Earth Ghost never works for free. After a wish is fulfilled, one must repay the Earth Ghost within seven days and offer more and better food as tribute. The Earth Ghost is the same as the Water Ghost. It cannot be found or completely eliminated. People who want to pray to the Earth Ghost only need to walk on the mountains and rivers and call out to the Earth Ghost in their hearts, and then they will see the Earth Ghost's shrine."

Sangque was thoughtful, "Is there a difference between mountain gods and mountain ghosts?"

Yaozhen untied the canteen from her waist, opened it and took a sip. "A mountain ghost is a mountain god that has not been conferred by heaven and earth. In fact, there is no difference between calling it a mountain ghost or a mountain god. Heaven and earth are dead, and there are no ghosts or gods in this world that can be conferred by heaven and earth. The believers called the mountain ghosts mountain gods to help them."

"Then Kun Dao also believes in the mountain god?"

Yaozhen paused while drinking water, glanced at Sangque, and laughed, "I am a Taoist priest, and I worship the Taoist God! How can I believe in other ghosts and gods?"

Sang Que suddenly remembered that Yan Daozi's Taoist bell and copper coin inner armor were still in her hands. These two things had long lost their magic power and only orthodox Taoist priests could bless them.

"Kun Dao, I have two magical instruments that need to be blessed. I wonder if Kun Dao can help. I can pay for it."

Haruma put the stopper in the kettle and said, "Okay, take the things out and let's see."

Asking for a monthly ticket!