Terrifying outside.
But someone else said that he saw the Heaven Sacrifice Team once, and the national teacher in the team still had wrinkles on his neck, but he was not old-fashioned, more like a middle-aged man.
Some people say that the national teacher has already changed several generations, and it is only in order to prevent others from seeing it, he always wears a mask.
In short, there are different opinions, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the false. People are always in awe of such secret and unknown things. But this national teacher is not only secret in appearance and age, it is said that his temper is also very strange, and Yin Qing is uncertain. There are many rumors about the national teacher in the capital—
It is said that the national teacher seems to be cultivating a closed mantra, saying nothing all day long. It is as cold as the snow in the Tianshan Mountains, and the people serving him are so frightened that he does not know whether he is doing the right thing or not, whether it is good or not. It is also said that the national master has practiced sorcery, and every few years, he will bring back one or two children who are said to have Buddha xing and wisdom roots, but after a few years, those children will disappear without a trace. Some people speculate that it may have been made into a yào person by the national teacher, or some other evil thing, and vowed to say that the place where the national teacher lives will have a bloody smell from time to time, which makes people dare not think about it, and it is horrifying.
None of these rumors can find a definite source. After all, no one dared to come out to chew on the tongue of a national teacher with their real name and surname, and some people who fought against the national teacher in the past did not end well.
Therefore, the people believed those rumors even more.
In addition, although the National Teacher has indeed calmed down a lot of natural and man-made disasters, but every time a disaster is quelled, some strange things will happen one after another, so that the common people are more afraid of the National Teacher, and they always feel that he is a generation of demon monks. There is no telling which day a wicked disease will strike, and no one will be able to control him.
This year's winter solstice ceremony, the national teacher rarely showed up. It was only because of previous rumors that he had suffered a catastrophe and had to retreat and cultivate. To put it mildly, it is because of something difficult. To put it more seriously, if you don't even come forward to sacrifice to the heavens, it must be a matter of life and death, and maybe your lifespan will end soon!
In this regard, the people secretly clapped their hands and applauded.
In the early decades, when the rumors related to the national teacher had not spread in the market, the incense of the temples in the state capitals of the country was particularly prosperous, and even the treatment of monks in the folk was much better. But since those rumors spread, the image of the monk has become a little more subtle.
When you want to do things or exorcise demons, you have to hold your nose and go to the temple to invite people, but when there is nothing to do, most people still see monks and detour.
But this is all coming, they can't drive people out, and Xuan Min has a good skin again. The proprietress glanced across his face, then eased her face again, put the knot in her hand on the counter, stood up and greeted, "This master wants to... buy ready-to-wear?"
The proprietress kept muttering in her heart: This monk's robe is still coming to the clothing store to buy it
Xuan Min didn't explain much, and with a "hmm" sounded, he swept around the patterned robes in the shop.
The proprietress silently tightened her hand on the stove, thinking that this monk is really cold, so cold that people can't be enthusiastic even if they want to.
She poked the boss who settled the accounts with her elbow, and said, "Don't play with the abacus beads. I'll do the calculations later, and greet people first."
The boss is a slow person, rubbed his waist and eyes, raised his head, and said in a slow tone: "What kind of ready-to-wear does the little master want? The monk clothing shop has never made one, but if necessary, it can be tailored overnight. , I just have to measure the size of Master's robe."
"No." Xuan Min replied.
The proprietress: "..." Always jumping out with one word and two words, how can people do this business
At first glance, Xuan Min was a person who had never entered such a shop before. He was wearing a white robe inside the shop, which was quite out of place. He didn't pick too much, he turned over the sleeves of the two winter jackets nearby, glanced at the approximate sleeve length, and briefly recalled the length of the evil barrier when it returned to human form, and planned to wear a few pieces at random.
As a result, the ancestor on his wrist was not happy.
"This jacket is thick enough to block the eyes of the city wall. If you put it on, you can roll off the ground." Xue Xian disliked it, "I don't want it anyway. Buy it and wear it yourself!"
He also knew that he couldn't be too presumptuous in this shop.
The proprietress held the hand stove and looked at Xuanmin for a moment, and then her eyes followed his hands and fell on the coats, and she immediately understood: "Master is helping people buy them?"
Xuan Min let out an "um", still looking at the ready-to-wear.
"What do you need to like?" The proprietress thought for a while, and then said, "I take the liberty to ask, what kind of people are you buying for? Maybe we can help recommend a few pieces."