Taoist chanting

Shi Huai'an laughed, and stopped being polite, and discussed how to arrange two people in groups, in order to avoid accidents, and agreed to send a message to him every two hours to report the clues of the search and so on.

I specially asked Zhang Guanzhu to sit in the center of Baihuling to support all parties. To put it bluntly, he didn't dare to force him.

Let the six law enforcement guards first escort the bagged corpses, the broken rocks and trophies sent by the land lord back to Xiahe County for preservation.

Before leaving, Song Suxing took out a letterhead that Director Guo entrusted him to hand over to Guanzhu Zhang, and said a few polite words of congratulations. Director Guo's letter was nothing more than a bunch of politeness, "Those who don't know don't blame" "Zhang Guanzhu's behavior is too low-key", "it's inconvenient to go out because of his busy routine", he warmly invited Zhang Guanzhu to the county town to be a guest and give advice.

Zhang Wenfeng immediately expressed that he would come to visit and disturb him when he had time.

The bridal sedan chair was carried by everyone, and he was not Mo Ye, so he could ignore the world.

This time and that time!

Chapter 271 The new discovery of the donkey

Chu Qing'er, who fled, hurriedly landed in the backyard of a farmer, and when she came out over the wall, she had already changed her appearance.

Dressed in a dusty black outfit, shoulders were padded a lot, a ferocious middle-aged man's face was filthy, full of beards, messy hair tied in a bun,?Wearing a straw hat, a shiny wine gourd hung from rubbing on his waist, and a pair of men's cloth shoes with frayed heels, which were padded with wood chips to make them fit.

Holding a sword in his hand against his shoulder, he walked on the official road, swaggering towards the town.

How many waves of monks flew through the air?Glance, ?She dared to pretend nothing had happened.

Entering the town, she found three tourists shouting in front of the roadside bulletin wall,?Leaning over to take a look, she almost broke out in a cold sweat. Suddenly, there was an ink portrait of her on it. It was a perfect portrait. The passers-by who watched her commented and laughed unbearably, each of them was gearing up to grab this one. A female snitch with a huge bounty.

The action was so fast that even her portrait of the sea catcher was posted.

Fortunately, Master helped her prepare a human skin mask and some outfits in the storage bag, otherwise she would have been unable to move a single step.

"You, come here, show the road sign! Where are you coming from, where are you going?"

A bearded man looked displeased at the bearded man passing by, and scolded him for finding fault.

Chu Qing'er took out the guide she had prepared in advance from her sleeve, handed it over, and by the way used a trick to deceive her mind,?Passed smoothly,?Gave ten copper benefits,?Ask You Xi to come forward and help her find a horse and horse shop in the town to rent a simple donkey cart, and the driver will drive to the nearest pier.

Next, Master helped her plan the itinerary.

She wanted to take the water route to go to the Confucian land of Daying Kingdom in the east first, then do the opposite, and then return to Great Liang in the west after a long circle.

It will take half a year longer, but if you come safely on the road, it will be considered as experience.

Zhang Wenfeng, who lives in Baihuling, was not idle, and offered to draw a batch of portraits and post them in the nearby counties and counties. Even if he is a master, he can't deduce his whereabouts.

Three days later, the people who had searched countless times in a wider area were busy with other things, and it was impossible to spend too much time on a witch cultivator, so they went back one after another.

Zhang Wenfeng bid farewell to Shi Huai'an who was in charge of this matter, and embarked on the journey home with Mo Ye.

He has already looked over the merit file, right?And sign, ?At that time, Shi Huai'an will report it.

After crossing the Xihe River and coming to Xihezhou Town, Zhang Wenfeng wandered the rough and old town streets for a while, bought a few puppet toys for Mo Yexin, and said, "I'm going to visit a friend at Qingshui Temple in Xitou, and I'll have to delay it for two hours. Two hours, Mo Ye, will you go with me or play in the town?"

He knew that Mo Ye was not interested in the Taoist temple, and even if he went, he would not go up the mountain.

Mo Ye played with the puppet, glanced at the direction of the river embankment, and said, "I'll wait for you in the town."

The two went their separate ways. Zhang Wenfeng deliberately went to the center of the town. The red courtyard destroyed by Wu Xiu last winter was rebuilt on the original ruins. The traces of sadness and suffering were engraved on a piece of Zhang Xu on the west side of the town hall. On the high stone tablet, the densely packed names of people represent the fresh lives that have passed away.

Zhang Wenfeng walked around the black and yellow stone tablet that had been smoked by the incense, and then walked towards the alley to the west.

An old man's doubtful voice came from behind, "...it seems to be Taoist Zhang who practiced things last year?"

He quickened his pace and left, and later asked Chen Qingqiao to borrow a bamboo hat to cover him.

Mo Ye walked east along the embankment, and the Yaoxi River in front of him was actually less than a hundred miles away from Baihuling.

As far as she could see, she saw various fishing boats crossing hundreds of miles of water, and most of them worshiped different styles of the river god Hebo. One of the statues was dedicated to the land god who was thrown into the underworld, accounting for about [-]%. Most of the other incense sticks have turned into rootless wild duckweed, curling up and disappearing.

People on the water believe in the god of the river and the god of water. This is an old custom handed down from the ancestors, and it will not be eradicated because of the imperial court's prohibition.

Over time, the local government will turn a blind eye.

Mo Ye walked to the remote and uninhabited shade of trees, reached out his hand to grab the void, and photographed a ghost image.

Under the shade of a small tree, there is another world, and the ghost casts all five bodies on the ground and salutes: "I greet His Royal Highness the Night King!"

"A few days ago, I threw a land remnant soul into the underworld. You personally lead him to the fifth hall, and let him reincarnate as a human being without special care. Go!"

"Subordinates take orders! Subordinates knock back!"

The ghost figure disappeared on the ground.

Mo Ye looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, took off the hairpin on his head and threw it towards Guizailing in the southwest.

Lead the "giant eye" looking at the sky to Guizailing.

In the next moment, Mo Ye disappeared, and the cold air covering the shade of the trees was completely dissipated.

Zhang Wenfeng, who had just finished burning incense and sat down to drink tea in Qingshui Temple, looked slightly startled, then got up and cupped his fists apologetically: "Forgive me, Guanzhu Chen, I have to take a step ahead today, and I will visit again when I have free time next time!"

"Ah, in such a hurry? Why don't you leave after lunch? You didn't even say a few words."

"There is indeed something to do today, Guanzhu Chen, take care!"

Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the side hall door and hurried down the mountain, Chen Qingqiao who came out behind him was full of doubts, but it was inconvenient to ask more questions as he clasped his fists to see him off.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Wenfeng felt the color of the shadow darken a little, and then returned to normal.

"Use your shadow to hide for a few days, and I was almost discovered."

Mo Ye's voice came, and she didn't explain what happened in detail.

Zhang Wenfeng walked towards the country lane with a calm expression on his face. He would not ask too much about what happened. Mo Ye had her own reasons for doing so. After getting along for such a long time, the two got along with each other somewhat tacitly.

During the harvest season, there are many busy men, women and children in the fields.

There is a tempting fruity aroma in the air, and the heavy rice ears are gradually turning yellow, and it is very joyful to watch the large pieces.

Back at the Fairy Spirit Temple, the sun is leaning towards the south, and it's not even school time in Qingzheng Bieyuan.

After not coming back for six or seven days, Zhang Wenfeng first inspected the lingcao field and the growth of lingdy rice, when he heard a donkey bray, the donkey came running from the west forest treading water with Hu Qiang'er on its back.

The donkey talked a lot, and he shouted from a distance: "Monastery Master, you are back. If I don't come back, I will break through and advance. I heard from the second brother a few days ago that you went to the next door to handle the case in Xiahe County. How is it? Are you still going?"

"I'm not going, are you sure you can break through? Why don't you be more stable and sharpen for a while?"

Zhang Wenfeng said hello to the little ghost who jumped off the donkey's back to salute, then patted the donkey's back and asked.

"Isn't this been waiting for you to come back? With the help of the temple master, it shouldn't be a big problem to break the boundary. If I break the boundary by myself, I must wait for half a year before it is considered safe."

"Oh, how can I help you?"

Zhang Wenfeng was quite curious. He could also help the donkey break through. This was a new discovery.

"Isn't the maize spiritual plant going to be harvested? When the time comes, chop up the leaves and stalks and mix it with the ingredients, so that I can eat two more meals. Isn't it hard work to break through the situation..."

"Bah!"

Zhang Wenfeng gave the foodie a slap on the ass, interrupted the slobber, and said, "Get to the point, don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about the main point, I found that the Buddhist scriptures you recited can make me calm down. I mean, when I was in trouble, you, the Buddhist priest, recited scriptures and prayed for me. "

There was light in the donkey's eyes. It pondered for a few days and felt that this method was feasible.

Zhang Wenfeng fell into deep thought.

Chapter 272: On the Way of God

During lunch, Zhang Wenfeng made an exception and accompanied him with two extra bowls of wine to create a happy atmosphere.

The old cripple on the wine table blushed from drinking it. This was a good wine brought back from Zhoucheng by the temple master. He drank it very comfortably, so he asked one more question, "The barefoot girl didn't come back. ?"

In his opinion, all the people living in the Taoist temple are a big family, right?I've been out for a few days, so I have to ask and care.

Usually, Mo Ye doesn't eat with everyone, it's light and light, a little out of place.

What should be cared about is still caring, she is a girl.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the emptiness around him, he just felt an imperceptible fluctuation, fleeting,?He smiled and said: "She went back to the cave to rest, and we will see you again in a few days,? Don't worry about her, it's fine."

The second brother hurriedly raised a bowl to toast and interrupted: "Uncle lame, are you reluctant to give us the good wine brought back by the temple master, or do you want to play tricks? Every time you take a sip, the wine in the bowl is still the same after a long time. Old Wei, we Get it together!"

"Hehe, the second child is really strong today, come on, get it together! Don't use your Yuan Qi to hangover, man, I will accompany you to the end, dare to say that I am cheating!"

The old cripple laughed and stepped on the stool with his lame foot, and rolled up his sleeves.

There was no distinction between big and small on the wine table, and the three elders immediately yelled and drank all the time.

After finishing their meal, Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan put their chopsticks down on the table ahead of time, which made Uncle Lame and the three of them let go of the wine fight.

Apprentices eat fast, ?Except for the two little guys who had to be on duty to help the kitchen, the others ran outside early to play.

The two went to the teahouse to boil water for tea, right?Zhang Wenfeng chatted about going to Zhoucheng some time ago to obtain the Keqing Supervisor, and going to a neighboring county to assist in the execution of tasks, and asked about the big and small matters of the Taoist temple.

The donkey was carrying the little sprite on its back, looking inside the door frequently, grinning so strangely.

Yue Anyan couldn't help laughing, "Lu Zijin has something to do with you, I'll go to the west courtyard to rest for a while, and I still have classes in the afternoon."

After drinking a cup of tea, he got up and went out, touched the little girl's bun on the top of her head, and said to the donkey rubbing her shoulder: "Go in and talk, don't laugh, I'll give you the space."

The donkey stumbled into the teahouse, awakened by the teachings the master had taught it, so he had to hold his breath and quickly shut his donkey mouth, so as not to be taught a lesson by the master.

"Okay, let's get down to business,? I'll recite several scriptures,? You compare in your own mind,? Which one suits you? Tell me."

Zhang Wenfeng stood up and closed the door, and asked the shadow through voice transmission, "Mo Ye, does my practice of chanting affect you?"

"No!"

Mo Ye simply replied with one word.

Zhang Wenfeng took out three long incense sticks from the black cloth bag, and while walking, he recited the "Prayer and Blessing Chapter" in the "Taishang Tongxuan Sifang Wonderful Sutra", and then he recited "The Mantra of Meditation and Exorcising Evil". The scriptures of the world, the incense in the hand has been changed twice, the little demon and the donkey listened carefully and kept silent.

The room is filled with fragrant mist and smoke.

Seeing that the donkey didn’t respond much, Zhang Wenfeng roughly knew what kind of scriptures the donkey needed, and he began to recite the "Qingxin Jue" with different rhythms. Similar scriptures."

Then read the "Sutra of Chang Qing Jing", the donkey squinted his eyes and listened fascinatedly, with silvery rays of light jumping in the black fur, what he listened to was the charm contained in the scriptures, and had nothing to do with the words.

When Zhang Wenfeng recited Chapter 1 of the "Tao Sutra" to the donkey, the room was full of incense and mist, and the donkey was pulled by a subtle air mechanism, and it fell into samadhi unconsciously.

Watching the incense mist swirl and slowly disappear on the surface of the donkey's body, Zhang Wenfeng frowned slightly.

After all, the donkey has embarked on the path of God, and he doesn't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing?

Inserting the residual incense into the crack in the corner of the wall, he beckoned the little elf who was waiting quietly to go out with him. The little elf who was enlightened by Zhong Wenyong's divine way was also a kind of divine way, and he had to think about the future for them.

Mo Ye seemed to be hiding from God, and after a few days he could come out, so he asked a ready-made expert for advice.

Close the door of the tea house, put a note of "Do Not Disturb", glance at the little ghost who followed him, and ask with a smile: "What's the matter with you, what do you say?"

Hu Qiang'er raised his head, it was only now that he had the chance to speak, he looked cute, and said with a smile: "Master Kun, who lives in the back mountain, said that he can help me move my body to the Taoist temple with earth magic. It will not damage the roots of trees, I am thinking about this and I have to talk to you, Master."

Zhang Wenfeng was stunned for a moment before he realized that "Master Kun" was Tu Ling.

When Tu Ling dealt with him for the first time, he called himself "Master Kun" out of disrespect, and then he beat him up with a formation, and never dared to call him "Master" in front of him again, even though he was now free , also called him "Guanzhu", which seemed polite.

"It's a good thing, it's not too late to deal with this matter, you and him will get it done."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, the little elf's ability to make friends is innate, and everyone in the Taoist temple likes it. Now the mountain badger has become the mount for the little elf's night trips, and even the earth spirit who stays behind closed doors all day has made friends. Awesome!

"How is he going to solve the big hole left after your main body moved away? You have to think about the ending in advance, so as not to disturb the villagers."

"Don't worry, Lord Kun will use a trick to cover his eyes and move a walnut tree from another place to cover up. The leaves will fall every day, and then seven or eight days later, thunder and fire will fall from the sky and burn the tree, completely destroying the traces of existence. A substitute walnut tree will be moved to the Taoist temple, and only some old and dead trees will be burned."

Hu Qiang'er revealed their plan in a serious manner, obviously thinking about the aftermath with his mind, and it turned out to be comprehensive and impeccable.

Zhang Wenfeng gave him an appreciative look, and asked, "Your body moved to the Taoist temple, where are you planning to put it?"

"I found a piece of land on the southwestern slope, which is close to the aura of the water pool and has plenty of sunlight. It is just that the trees within [-] feet of the side need to be removed. Your consent is required, otherwise the growth of those trees will be affected. "

"All right, you and Tu Kun will do it."

"Qiang'er also asked Lu Huan to help."

"Haha, you're so clever, ask them for a favor, remember to return the favor in the future."

"Qiang'er remembered it."

Hu Qiang'er got permission from the temple master and happily ran away.

With a slight smile on Zhang Wenfeng's face, he went down the mountain and walked around Xitanling. The eight maize spiritual plants were about ten feet high, with wide and slender leaves, and they grew luxuriantly. The corn in the surrounding fields had been harvested long ago. Even the stalks were pulled out, and autumn vegetables were planted.

He inspected it and found that it would be harvested tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. The corn grains were full, and the aura contained in them was much stronger than the original seeds.

He went to check the situation of Lingzhi in Wangxia Ridge again. He was considering cutting off the branches of spirit peach trees and plum spirit plants next spring, and trying grafting on the peach and plum trees beside Lingquan, otherwise he would have to wait It takes three to four years to bear fruit, and then grow into flakes, which takes too long.