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one

The breeze came late. Zhuang Chenzi sat in his own Taoist temple. Count the days, the earth, the sun and the moon.

I remember Zhuangzi once said, "There are fish in the North Ghost, which are called Kun. Kunda, thousands of miles away. Become a bird. Its name is Peng. Peng's back is thousands of miles away; Fly away angrily, its wings hang in the sky like clouds. If it is a bird, shipping will migrate to Nanming. Nanming, Tianchi also. "

In the morning, he cleaned the ground. Usually, everyone wears a cool white or gray uniform. Except for special days, they all wear simple clothes. On this day, he wore a pair of clean jeans, a sports white body and two-star panda sports basketball shoes.

The so-called immortal is the angry words of uncles. If you really become an immortal, you can jump off a cliff. Who is still cleaning here?

He took a broom from the yard and cleaned it a little. There is a locust tree here, waiting for the return of an old friend, and its lovely leaves have fallen.

It's almost noon, and from the kitchen came the cry of the little brothers: "Dinner, dinner, brother."

"People don't have any special names and rules. They are all vulgar things, just seeking a quiet place to practice. " Zhuang Chenzi.

There are large chunks of Sichuan-style pork at noon, which southerners (Sichuanese) especially like to eat. Almost the main course of the banquet, the staple food is rice. If there is not enough meat, you have to eat rice. Be practical in your heart.

Zhuang Chenzi hurried to add rice and swept the floor all morning. He was tired, too. The weather is not bad today, and you can hit people again in the future.

I forgot to introduce Zhuang, who is the owner of this Taoist temple. Master went down the mountain to look for the scriptures. He was the acting head. In name only, other disciples give back face, and several uncles can't control it.

He is only in charge of fighting.

Last night when I was enjoying the cool. A fat man, ugly. I insisted on burning incense in the temple. I said it was midnight. Fat people not only don't listen, but also fight with Zhuang. The fat man drank the wine and insisted that this was the most auspicious time.

There is an old gentleman in this temple and a Buddha statue in the Yuan Dynasty. When it was put here in the Yuan Dynasty, the incense was flourishing in previous dynasties, but there were few Taoist pilgrims. I saw someone burning incense for the first time tonight.

Zhuang beat the gun away and made an appointment to fight again at noon today. I got ready and ate three bowls of white rice and many Sichuan-style pork.

Now I'm lying in the yard, leaning on the doorstep of the main hall, like a dog. Find a place to lie in the sun and take a nap at noon.

two

"Do you think there is a limit to this world?" Zhuangzi asked him.

Zhuang: "Isn't the pond a cliff? Explain the word: the boundary of water is the horizon. "

"You can't carve rotten wood." Zhuangzi.

"Get up, get up." Cried boldly while kicking.

I woke up from my dream and cursed in my heart: "Master is teaching me. This is crazy! " One rolled over and shouted, "Which beast."

A particularly disgusting person commented on Zhuang, a person with black spirit in his heart. Plus he has face blindness (not face blindness in idol dramas). It is really face blindness, and his blind spot of resolution is above 80%. )

There were seven or eight people standing in the yard. The first one was a woman, who looked very arrogant: "You are Zhuang, and it was you who hit my hand yesterday."

Zhuang Chenzi patted the dust on his body: "Hehe ……" He smiled contemptuously and shook his head.

Zhuang glared at them, thinking that one look at them would make them quit the gate of Qingyun Temple.

Unexpectedly, the little beggar cried, "Little beggar, old beggar. Our boss is here! Dare to hit me last night! "

Zhuang thought it was a backhand, so he fanned him out. Fantasy fan to the opposite wall, like a comedy gecko (gecko, Sichuanese say: gecko. ) the same.

"How about it?" Zhuang is also very arrogant.

"then don't talk about it ...! ? "That woman has fine features and speaks arrogantly.

"Ah, come on up!" Zhuang is ready to start fighting.

"People who hurt me, you little monks can't afford it. Avoid injury and harmony, and move out of this stinking Taoist temple directly. " The woman paused and then said, "This destroyed museum is worth some money."

Zhuang looked at the young woman. In their twenties, it is difficult for women nowadays to tell their age. It's not his face blindness. He looks thin and weak, with glaucoma and almond eyes. Flat eyebrows, oval face, thin face, swallowing lips in the palace, and thin figure. Magnificent, but full of gas field, somewhat kind and expensive. Wearing a pure white T-shirt with tens of dollars, I don't know the cartoon pattern on it. Ordinary jeans, Nike black and white basketball shoes. Long hair does not reach the waist.

This punch will knock her out. You shouldn't! Evil! Zhuang is so whimsical.

"We this old temple have what good! You must use your plan to get what you want. " Zhuang Chenzi asked.

"Murphy caught a few monks to serve her, and this hobby. Or seek great wealth and great wealth. You have to set up a temple gate. " Zhuang Chenzi muttered in his heart.

Of course, all this is bullshit. How can it be successful?

In the past three years, people with malicious intentions have come to inquire. Zhuang sent them all away, and it took a lot of effort. This is not the last time. There is nothing evil about her. I just can't fight, and I'm clamoring to go to the Taoist temple. It's funny.

I can't feel her evil spirit. Zhuang Chenzi thought. Because he was born with a gift to feel each other's evil.

"Get out of here!" Zhuang pretended to be a Taoist priest.

"Oh, really not negotiable! Go up. " Woman, stand back. When she gave the order, her hand moved up slightly. Stepping back a few steps, I saw a few younger brothers swarming and eyeing.

In order not to get hurt, several other disciples and uncles in the back hid. Hide behind the doors of the temple and the hall and watch.

"The troops are all in front." Zhuang Chenzi's two fingers were tied to his chest. There are countless ghosts in the back, coming in and out.

Zhuang Chenzi smiled wickedly.

"Yan emperor fierce blood, Beidou bone, Siming broken bones, days out of you.

Class, divine power, ghost collapse, as urgent as law. "The other side of the voice.

A strange animal "refutes" the black gas and comes out, which is the monster mentioned in Shan Hai Jing. Zhuang Chenzi read it in Shan Hai Jing.

Classic of Mountains and Seas: There is a beast on the mountain in the middle of the Song Dynasty, which looks like a horse, with a white tail and black body, and a Tiger Claw with tiger teeth in its horns, and its voice is like a drum. Its name is barge, which eats tigers and leopards and can resist soldiers.

A man in black suddenly came out and confronted Zhuang. Like the little brother in the grave robbery notes.

"It turns out that there are masters, and things are not simple." Zhuang Chenzi.

"Get rid of evil." Zhuang forward refers to driving the mind.

The eight-faced ghost rushed to little brother. His rebuttal was blocked. So the octahedron attacked him in eight directions.

Attack him from all sides.

He can't stand it. Those people are hiding well in the corner, and that woman is hiding well in the corner crowd!

"Are you looking for the remains of Ye Hua Zhen Jing?" Zhuang Chenzi asked.

Little brother didn't answer, it was too horrible to bear.

Zhuang Chenzi read again: "Eight sides are one." Eight-faced ghosts are one, devouring "refutation". In a short time, the barge skin was raw and he died.

The little brother fell to the ground, his face showing horror: "If I had known it was so powerful, I wouldn't have come."

"I can't believe there are such amazing people in this temple." The little brother in black said this.

"Don't move, don't move." The woman jumped out and said, "I'll get someone to fix you."

Are you kidding? Zhuang Chenzi wanted to think, and then blurted out, "Ugly people make more trouble. Go down the mountain. "

The woman's eyes suddenly widened, tearing his feelings.

"You are a one thousand-year-old demon. Ugly, Niuhuang Pill! Dihuang Pill! " Feminine explosion in situ, this is the quintessence of China!

"Who told you to come, you ugly bastard?" Zhuang Chenzi continued.

"Dihuang pill, Niuhuang pill! ..... "Women will jump.

"Girl. You are not ugly, and I am not Dihuang Pill. Are you looking for the true scriptures? " Zhuang is serious.

"Look at her white T-shirt. Ridiculous, fresh and refined. " Zhuang chuckled and thought, "A man in a white T-shirt is coming to make trouble, and his heart is bursting with laughter." Perhaps most people don't understand his special joke.

"Because she is wearing a white T-shirt."

"Ghosts travel thousands of miles." Zhuang Chenzi put his finger on his chest again and read a spell. Once again, a group of ghosts are flying in mid-air. Ghosts surrounded half the temple gate. Earth-shattering, earth-shattering.

If he hadn't released the technology himself, he would have been scared. Zhuang Chenzi thought, "You are not afraid this time. Surrender quickly! "

"An idea rang, the bell naruto. The sky is clear and everything is clear. "An old monk came in with a alms bowl. It was he who easily broke Zhuang's way.

It's really "more monks than porridge." Every monk should bring a "alms bowl".

"There is no Amitabha in the south," the monk said, standing in front of him with his hands and bowing to the Buddha.

Zhuang, the "infinite view", recognized the master of wisdom in Wutai Mountain and immediately returned the gift of Taoism politely. Hold the palm of your hand with your left hand and put your fist on your chest with your right hand. )

I met him when I went to Wutai Mountain with Master six years ago. At that time, Wutai Mountain turned to Qingyun Temple for help. Mainly master Zhang. The 37th generation master of Qingyun Temple. Taoism is bottomless and unfathomable.

"I haven't seen it for a year, and my technology has made great progress." Master Zhibo said.

"It's a cliche again." Zhuang Chenzi thought, but said, "Where, where? The master was empty just now. It is the best, and the younger generation will never learn. "

"Master Zhi Bo." The girl looked like a little girl, ran over and took Zhi Bo's hand: "He is a smelly Taoist and called me ugly." I want to cry, snuggle and be cute.

"It's really ugly." Zhuang Chenzi thought.

Although this is also his gift, he can't tell beauty from ugliness. Beauty and ugliness are synonymous in his mind. He doesn't distinguish between good and evil, because he believes that human nature is good, so he only divides beauty and ugliness. Distinguishing preferences by a person's breath is not as beautiful and ugly as they say. Because all beings create heaven and earth, which are beautiful. There is no distinction between beauty and ugliness, but it has become his personal preference. When they come to provoke, they are classified as ugly.

Other disciples and uncles hiding behind the hall ran out. I came out after the fight. Relying on the seniority of the uncle, he took the lead in welcoming the ceremony: "Master Zhi Bo has come, but he is far from welcoming him." It was Third Martial Uncle who rushed out to flatter. Busy flattering ran out.

"Master Zhi Bo, you have come a long way, and your health can be very healthy." Third Martial Uncle hurriedly saluted Taoist, flattered.

There are few serious people in a temple, and Master never cares. Only Zhuang's second brother, fifth brother Wang Fei and seventh brother Guo are really serious about learning authentic Taoism.

Ask for all kinds of things, but get nothing.

three

After exchanging pleasantries, Master Zhi Bo explained his purpose: "It's my little niece who is too impulsive. Ben is also asking his teacher for help. The little girl has a bad temper. I am worried that she will act rashly. "

"Only a little, she came to tear down the temple." Zhuang Chenzi thought, "You monks are really good at talking."

"Oh, but we have no truth here. Master went down the mountain to look for the pages of the scriptures. It's been three years. I don't know. That bastard lied that we have scriptures here. People are always looking for trouble. We are all bored. Sometimes there is a wave in the morning and evening. I sent it away. " Zhuang said to him.

"Oh, I see. First of all, this is the youngest daughter of Yang family in Jiangnan, 2 1 this year. Since childhood, the elders have loved each other and their temper has become a little impatient. Come on, Xiao Yi, apologize to your brother. This is your brother, Mr. Zhuang. He is the second disciple of Master Zhang. We are all noble and decent, and we consider ourselves your brothers. This is Yang Xiaoyi, the youngest daughter of our laity disciple Yang Zhenxing. He is also my big disciple. Mother Tang Guifang is also a Buddhist disciple and a famous people's teacher in Jiangnan. My brother Yangliuqing is a famous young knight in the south of the Yangtze River. Xiao Yi, come on, apologize to your brother and make amends. " The old monk said with a smile.

The little girl was still coquetry, and said in her own hoarse voice, "Hello, Taoist Zhuang. The little girl just offended and looked at Han Hai. "

"This is not recognized after the fight!" Zhuang Chenzi believes. I can't help it Master Zhi Bo is here, so I have to give face. They are all such routines, and Zhuang is also used to routines. Nothing but being able to fight.

"Yang pool, just said you ugly is my fault. In fact, you are quite beautiful. " Zhuang said to him. Do you feel a little embarrassed? I can't help it, and neither can he.

"Ha ha ha ha, no discord, no concord. The so-called enemies should be reconciled, not married. This is the same clan, and they are all noble and decent. He is also a young, promising and understanding person. Young genius, my beautiful lady. Everyone is reconciled. " Master Zhi Bo's routine.

"Why didn't you say that the pigeons in Guanguan are in Hezhou?" Zhuang Chenzi wants to laugh.

"We Taoist which come what injustice. It's just that master came down the mountain and I'm here to watch the door. " Zhuang said modestly that he could actually pretend.

Zhuang went on to say, "Then please sit inside and have a sip of our green tea in Qingyun Mountain to relieve the heat."

"Oh, I brought good tea. I want to be the first soldier, and then the ceremony. " Yang Xiaoyi is very frank.

Zhuang almost didn't spit it out. "Being a soldier first is a gift." Then let's take a look at this small sparerib with "being a soldier first, then being a gift." Thin figure, big breath to blow her away. I have a picture in my heart that Yang Xiaoyi was blown away by the strong wind. Floating in the air like batter. She is the girl who is said all over the world to drink milk tea at night.

"Fujian Tieguanyin, a new tea just listed this year," Yang Xiaoyi continued boldly. I don't think there is anything offensive about what she said just now, "hit first and respect later."

"Local tyrants, I like to make friends with local tyrants. In fact, I have had enough green tea in Qingyun Mountain. " Zhuang Chenzi.

"Then please sit inside. Courtesy before soldiers, courtesy before soldiers. " I'm still a little embarrassed smile.

Please go to the front hall. After the greeting, everyone went through the front hall.

I walked into the reading building, which is where I read and drink tea in the Taoist temple. Although the Taoist temple is small, it is elegant here.

Generally, his uncle receives distinguished guests. Because when it comes to truth, Zhuang is the most important one. Three scholars have no right to ask Taoist affairs, and Zhuang has no right to ask secular affairs.

Third Martial Uncle Gu Chengyun and a bunch of people retreated.

This reading building was built in Yuan Dynasty. Because of the backcountry, it has not been destroyed. Taoist Temple is located in an extremely remote suburb, and Fiona Fang is nearly 65,438+000 kilometers deserted. Several farmers are old people in the family, and there is no one in the village. This is called Yanting Village. It's in a small village at the junction of Shanxi and Hebei.

This year is 2025, the fifth year of the COVID-19 epidemic. April is the third day of long summer.

There are several standard Taoist inscriptions on the eaves: "Taoism is natural".

The side hall is a Buddhist temple. There is a bronze Buddha statue, and the incense is flourishing. Pilgrims come from far away to burn incense, pray and fulfill their vows.

Three people sit in front of the tea table in turn, and Zhuanghe is making tea. Took the Tieguanyin brought by Yang Xiaoyi.

"Jianghu is looking for this truth. Children, ministers and nephews all know. " Master Zhi Bo.

"Master just went down the mountain to find the pages of the scriptures, and he hasn't returned for three years." I'm boiling water, in front of the kung fu tea table. After a while, I will make tea for everyone in turn.

"Taishan and Haicheng are the most active. In recent years, I have been searching around the Jianghu for the whereabouts of Zhenjing. It is said that some people want to seek immortality through the true scriptures. " Zhuang Chenzi bluntly said: "I beg your pardon, does your master want to live forever?"

"Ha ha, my Buddhism has its own Buddhism. Amitabha. " Master Zhi Bo smiled indifferently.

Is it not immortality? Isn't it enough to live for a hundred years? Zhuang believes that people are actually begging for life and death. Otherwise, isn't life equal to death? Death is the real rebirth. It seems that this thing is endless and alternating. It's not fast to eat shit and sleep and rest.

Yang Xiaoyi spoke: "I want to save 77."

"The teacher said that their understanding ability is poor, and I can only understand it this way. They are regarded as tools and jobs. " Zhuang's heart.

Those little brothers went down the mountain. It turned out to be some charlatans employed by Yang Xiaoyi. That is, find some money to eat.

"Who is 77?" Zhuang woke up.

"77 is my sister." Yang Xiaoyi said with a sad expression. "77 is sick and can't be cured." Yang went on to say that he was going to cry.

"Nature has a natural way, and some things cannot be forced." Taoist Zhuang chanted.

"No, be sure to save 77. Let me live less and change my life. " Yang Xiaoyi said with indignation.

"Buddhist scriptures do have the function of bringing back the dead, but that is for plants." Zhuang went on to say, "In fact, everyone's hands are the same. There are only three pages left in the universe book. So is this one we have here. Ye Hua Zhen Jing is actually a Taoist vegetable book and a Taoist plant cultivation manual. Over the years, Taoist priests have grown vegetables in the mountains and planted experience. "

Zhuang continued: "According to the above methods, plants can grow well. I don't know when it was said that rivers and lakes could cure all diseases. What a rumor! Even that people can live forever. "

"I don't care, I just want to save 77." Yang Xiaoyi is very anxious.

"good! Little hero. " Zhuang was angry: "This little hero! I'll accompany you to find it. Maybe master has found the scriptures. It's just that the road to finding a teacher is difficult and dangerous. As you can see just now, my "Ghosts Traveling Thousands of Miles" is only superficial Taoism. I can't protect you from any monsters along the way. It will be safer for you to travel with Master Zhi Bo. Can you do it? "

"Master Zhi Bo has a lot of people to cross, so don't disturb him. Just take me. " Yang Xiaoyi is firm.

"That's not ten days and a half months. What if it's a year or two? " Zhuang Chenzi.

"Ten years, a hundred years, I will also look for real redemption." Yang Xiaoyi.

Zhuang knows the angry words and heroism of these guys. He just cheated on me during the trip. This trip costs a lot of money, and it's not fun at all. He also wants to find master.

"Who's the money! ? I have no money. " Zhuang Chenzi said bluntly.

"I'm out. You follow me, eat mine, live mine, and I'll take care of it. " Yang Xiaoyi gave himself a thumbs-up.

"How much I want to learn this Taoism." Zhuang Chenzi believes that "the skill of local tyrants."

"It is said that Master has finally appeared in the western hills of Kunming," said Zhuang.

"Ok, we'll go right away." Yang Xiaoyi can't wait.

"Don't worry for a while, I have prepared some Taoist props. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to protect myself when I meet a monster. Leave early tomorrow morning. " Zhuang Chenzi.

Everyone is a vegetarian in Qingyun at night, and Third Martial Uncle takes good care of these things.

Go back to your room after dinner.

Make an appointment to leave the next day.

Just now in Zhuang's reading building, I always felt that someone was staring at him. Breathing is weak, but I can feel it. Zhong Bo without murderous look, there would be no strength between running.

"So, An Zhi." Zhuang Chenzi believes.