The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Li Wei suddenly felt a little dull. At first, he thought that his calligraphy and painting could draw Dashi's style.

As a result, this 'big wet' style seems to be a one-off, and only the first authentic copy is valid.

Facing the illusory ink bamboo that could absorb the power of incense and fire, Li Wei didn't know how to arrange it at first, but then he came up with a whim.

It just so happened that the tree in the backyard died, so let's plant the black bamboo there, anyway, he can absorb the incense and wish to grow by himself.

Chapter 42 Species of 'Bamboo'

There used to be a crooked neck tree in the backyard.But later, because of being too old, Li Wei withered and died when Li Wei was in junior high school. At that time, Li Wei cried for a long time. It was the first time that Li Wei came into contact with the concept of "death" happening in front of his eyes.

Taoist Tianque comforted the weeping Li Wei and said.

"Life and death, he is a tree, he will die."

"Aren't trees very long-lived?" Li Wei cried and wiped his nose. To him, this crooked-neck tree was like a childhood playmate, climbing up and down on it.

"Long life does not mean that you will not die. No matter how long you live, you will die. This is the law of the world, and it is also the law of life."

"Then... Old Taoist, will you die too?"

"Hehehe, of course I will." Taoist Tianque laughed and said, "Besides, I will die earlier than you. At that time, you still have to offer incense to me. Find me a grave and let my The bones rest forever."

"The old Taoist, can you not die?" Li Wei said a little wronged: "I don't want you to leave."

Taoist Tianque shook his head.

"No, because the old Taoist priest, I am life, and if I am life, I will die. There is no life that cannot die, and there is no life that is immortal."

"Then what's the use of worshiping gods, you're going to die anyway."

The little boy said in a sad and angry way, and spoke disrespect to the fairy god in the shabby hall.

Taoist Tianque was not angry about this, but just tapped Li Wei on the bridge of the nose with little effort.

Then, little Li Wei cried, and the snot bubbles flowed into his mouth...

"Son, you have to learn to accept farewell, this is the only way in life." Taoist Tianque smiled softly, wiped away Li Wei's tears with the only big rough hand left, and said: "Because life is limited. , That's why getting along is so precious, our short life gives limited meaning to getting along, so, come on, shovel this old crooked neck tree, since you are so sad, then bury him yourself!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Otherwise? Hehehe...you let me do it with one hand."

"Old Taoist priest, you are not human!"

So like this, the questions about life and parting were temporarily over, and Li Wei went to shovel the neck tree with a crying voice, but this time he was not crying because the tree died, but because there was too much work to do.

Waving the shovel again and again, shoveling away the memories planted by the past time.

If you can't finish it in one day, it will be two days, and if you can't finish it in two days, it will be three days. Li Wei clearly remembers that he spent the whole summer vacation shoveling this thing...

Boom—the crooked neck tree fell, and was moved outside the Taoist temple by Daoist Tian Que and Xiao Li Wei. The tree turned into nourishment and merged into the earth, and became a part of the mountain again, nourishing the next tree.

"With the nutrients of the big tree, he will nourish the next tree in the forest after his death."

"After many years, this tree also dies, and then continues to nourish the next tree. This is how life is passed on."

At that time, Li Wei was ignorant, but he seemed to understand a lot of truths. It was not until Taoist Tian Que passed away that Li Wei recalled life and death again.

That taste is not good...

...

"The taste of memories, it's uncomfortable, I think of the old Taoist priest Tian Que again."

Li Wei squatted down, staring blankly at the tree pit in front of him that had already been filled with mud, and was vaguely linked from his past memories.

Some things have long been wiped away by time, and occasionally they are aroused by some things, and they will still be quite nostalgic, and even these nostalgia will become more mellow nostalgia after being washed away by time.

However, because time is limited, Li Wei deeply remembers the time spent with Taoist Tian Que...

Memories surfaced in Li Wei's mind, and warm memories of the past emerged in Li Wei's mind, and then he smiled.

"Okay, let's plant you here, and call you Black Bamboo."

"Although I don't know what you will be when you grow up, your style of painting is indeed quite pleasing."

Li Wei 'planted' the paper with 'bamboo' written on it into the soil.

A piece of paper, with bamboo written on it, was planted in the soil.

The translucent ink painting of bamboo species is clearly painted like splashed ink, but it seems to be perfectly integrated into this wet land.

It seems that the style of painting has the meaning of ink and wash fairyland, but only this bamboo has a different style of painting, and the style of painting in other places is very normal and realistic.

Although it is not a painting style, it is also harmonious and tight.

Li Wei had a whim, if the backyard of his Taoist temple was not only decorated with black bamboo.

Then decorate with ink cranes, ink rabbits, and ink tigers.

At that time, wouldn't this place be like a real landscape wonderland?

At that time, this little Taixuanguan will really feel like a land of immortals!

...

Wang Haiqiang, male, 39 years old, is a policeman.

Usually loves to play World of Warcraft, lives in a self-built house in the northeast of the city, married early and had children, and has 2 children.I have to work overtime every day until 8:12 to 11:8 in the evening before I can go home.Don't smoke, the wine is only limited to tasting.If I don't work overtime, I go to bed at 20 o'clock in the evening. My biggest wish is to sleep for [-] hours a day.Before going to bed, be sure to drink a glass of warm milk, then do soft exercises for [-] minutes, go to bed, and fall asleep immediately.Once you feel the dawn, never leave fatigue and stress until the next day.

Ordinary people with ordinary lives, Wang Haiqiang has always demanded himself with such a code of conduct, until he met a white tiger and a magical Taoist, which disrupted the originally peaceful criminal police life.

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Wang Haiqiang felt a little weird, and the feeling of the collapse of this world view was really uncomfortable.

He really envied Ma Yougui. To some extent, he is also a strong person. When accepting the new reality, in order to maintain his old life, he resolutely ignored the new worldview, continued his peaceful and fulfilling life, and put everything Pretend it never happened.

This is a kind of perseverance, but also a kind of strength, which is admirable.

At this time, a document was sent from above, and Wang Haiqiang's leader happened to see him in a daze in front of the door, and said, "Haiqiang, it happens that you have been a little tired recently, and I will give you an easier job."

"Ah? Oh, let's talk about Bureau Zhang, what is the mission?" Wang Haiqiang came to his senses and saw that his leader came with a batch of documents.

"Oh, it's not an important task, just send some documents to Menshui Village, where a public safety publicity campaign of [people's rich and good townspeople, police and civilians promoting a family] will be carried out."

"What the hell are the rich people..."

"It's fully sponsored by others."

Chapter 43 Strange Taste

Even though he said so, Wang Haiqiang still felt a little weird.

"Eh..." Wang Haiqiang glanced at the information, and the corner of Wang Haiqiang's mouth twitched: "Isn't this Huahai Textile?"

Huahai Textile had disputes with people every day in the past few years, and Wang Haiqiang knew about it.

However, in recent years, it seems that it has become bigger and stronger, and there have been fewer disputes. I didn't expect that there is now a police-civilian cooperation.

Although Wang Haiqiang looked at the information in his hand, he felt a little weird, but what should be done, what should be done, should be done.

Regarding the professional intensity of the police job, being assigned this task is undoubtedly not much different from going on vacation.

Just do this job yourself.

Don't bother others to follow.

Wang Haiqiang originally thought so.

Wait a moment.

Wang Haiqiang suddenly thought of the instructions of Taoist Master Tai Xuguan.

The next time you go to the mountains to investigate a case, don't go alone!

"I'm not investigating a case. I'm on a business trip. Is it within the expectations of the priest?"

Wang Haiqiang suddenly felt a strange mood, was this all told by the Taoist priest?

Wang Haiqiang, who didn't want to take anyone out, went back to the office and found a little policeman, paused and said, "Xiao Li, you're not busy these days."

Xiao Li is a civil servant, and he is taking a break from his busy schedule right now.

"It's not busy, what's the matter, Old Wang?"

"Follow me to Menshui Village."

Wang Haiqiang cooperated with the police and the people, and told Li Ming about Huaxia's good country.

Li Ming spit out the tea immediately: "Damn, it's okay to return the good hometown of Huaxia, he wants to run for the village head?"

This Li Ming is also from the village, and he knows what the 'village sages' want to do, isn't it just for the position of village chief.

Everyone is clear in their hearts.

"Oh, I understand everything, anyway, it's just like that, whether you go or not is up to now."

"Go, go, of course, why not go for such a good job."

Although the inner thought is to complain, but the body is still very realistic, and anyone who can do easy work is willing to do it.

"I heard that the scenery of that water village is pretty good."

"Maybe."

........

Li Ming and Wang Haiqiang drove their beloved cars on the mountain road.

Although walking in the deep mountains, this road is all cement roads, very flat and comfortable, and there are even street lights!

"In the past, this road was full of flying dust, sand and gravel. You can get what you want. It's not like now, because the villages are connected everywhere, and you can get what you want."

Li Ming sat in the co-pilot and said cheerfully.

Of course Wang Haiqiang knew about it, and said with emotion: "Yes, we have established a village-to-village link. In the old villages deep in the mountains, the transportation basically relied on pure cattle and horses, and later on motorcycles. Now cars can enter."

"Sure enough, the wealth of a place depends on the degree of transportation convenience."

"Hey, but I heard that there were several bosses in Menshui Village before Xiucuntong was established, and this big brother who wants to compete for Xiangxian is one of them." Li Ming rubbed his chin and said.

"The feng shui of this village is quite good, and there are several 'rich people'." Wang Hai said emphatically.

"Hey, it's not like our school has been studying for a few years, and we get a salary of several thousand yuan when we come out. It's exhausting." Li Ming shrugged.

Wang Haiqiang didn't say much, and soon, the police car drove into the village.

In the calm mountain village, there is still some faint mist, which seems to be shrouded in the mountains outside the mountains.

The appearance of a peaceful and peaceful mountain village.

When he first arrived, Wang Haiqiang was a little surprised when he saw the small villa-like self-built houses inside, and said, "This village is quite rich."

And almost every villa has a car inside the door.

"I don't know, maybe it means getting rich first and then getting rich after driving it."

Li Ming rubbed his head and said, "That's why we do promotional activities with this typical wealthy village, isn't it?"

At this time, Li Ming and Wang Haiqiang got out of the car, went to the office of the village committee, and met the village party secretary, an old man named Shuiming, who was from Menshui Village.

"It's really hard work for you two to come to our backcountry after a long journey." Shuiming took out two red envelopes and handed them to Wang Haiqiang.

Wang Haiqiang was not surprised by this, and politely declined the red envelope. Now that the village is mainly self-governing, he also cut to the chase: "No trouble, no trouble, we are also responsible."

Seeing that Wang Haiqiang rejected the red envelope, Shuimei didn't say much, and after taking back the red envelope, he said with a smile.

"I know you are coming tonight. I have a banquet at home tonight. You can see that it's getting late, so stay here for a light meal."

Wang Haiqiang looked at the sky outside, and it was getting late. The mountain road outside had eighteen bends. If he went out now, he might not be able to eat at nine o'clock or ten o'clock in the evening.

There was a traffic jam when I was leaving the city, and it has been delayed until now.

Li Ming also urged Wang Haiqiang, "Brother Hai, I'm hungry..."

"Well, it's okay, it's not too early, let's have a meal before leaving."

So far, Wang Haiqiang didn't think there was any problem, and everything was as usual. He wondered why the Taoist priest asked him to come alone.