In Guji City, there will be a very thin layer of morning fog every morning. When the sun rises a little bit, the fog will dissipate and the ground will be covered with a thin layer of water vapor. When it rises, it evaporates, and a thin moat passes through the water channel under the city wall indifferently, quietly.
A man carrying a dilapidated suitcase walked in, stepping on the steam of the morning mist, and walked into the city.
Although the clothes on his body are worn out, they don't look downcast. On the contrary, they have an indescribable sense of chic. He is wearing a long gown, with a patch on one elbow, and there seems to be a smile on his face. When he got up, he was not in a hurry to hurry, as if he was out for a leisurely tour, he stopped and stopped, and everything he saw was novel, which made his eyes look very young, but there was an unsightly look on his face. Xixi goatee.
There are two palm-sized copper bells pinned to his waist. The bells are big, but the sound is not stupid, just like the small wind chimes hanging on the chain of the girl's boudoir. Following his slow steps, the bells jingle all the way It kept ringing, and passers-by who got up early to do small business heard it, and couldn't help but look back at him.
This is not the only thing that attracts the attention of the man. There is a big bird parked on his shoulder, and his neck is held high. His feathers are like colorful satin in the morning light, more gorgeous than a peacock.
But before others had time to see the appearance of the big bird, they saw it suddenly spread its wings and soared into the sky, as if melting into the glare of the sky, and then circled twice and flew away.
The man's shoulders lightened suddenly, but he didn't care. He sat casually in front of a wonton stand, squinted his eyes and looked at the direction where the big bird was flying away, and shouted boldly: "Boss, here's a big bowl of wontons, plus four more sesame seed cakes." !"
He thought for a moment, then added: "Minced meat!"
The stall owner responded, and served it in a short while. The man was like a starved ghost reincarnated, his eyes turned green immediately, and his goatee didn't seem to affect the function of his mouth at all, and he killed a man with lightning speed. There are no more than three puff pastry biscuits as big as a face, and I don't know how they are stuffed in.
The boss just put down his things, and before he could turn around and walk away, he witnessed such a scene, and couldn't help but look at the man with concern, thinking that this man is not rich, right
This master really has no money, but someone pays him.
When he gnawed four sesame seed cakes until there was no residue left, and poured a large bowl of chaos into his stomach as if drinking water, he saw a group of people walking towards this side, and someone recognized them. This is the Red Scarf Army under the newly appointed "Guji" city lord, and immediately backed away to make way for them.
The owner of Guji changed people like a revolving door. Although the surname Gu was considered the most benevolent, the common people had already become a habit of trembling.
The leader was a young man in casual clothes, with the big bird that had just flown away standing on his shoulder. Looking closely, he didn't walk very slowly, but for some reason, he gave off a leisurely and procrastinating feeling.
The man smashed his mouth, wiped the oil on his mouth with his sleeve, stood up pretendingly, bowed to the visitor and said, "This must be Mr. Shi, right?"
Shi Wuduan looked at him for a while, as if he didn't realize it. After a long while, he nodded "Ah", and replied: "Master Xia, I've heard the name for a long time, I'm sorry."
The two of them stood in front of the wonton stall, and you became polite with each other. It was nothing more than "I have heard the name for a long time" and "I am ashamed to be worthy of it". The set of words is complete, smelly and long like a lazy woman's foot wrap.
Anyway, Shi Wuduan was followed by a group of red scarf soldiers. They knew it well. In Guji City, following General Gu was this seemingly unreliable young man—although this man seemed a little insensitive, and he To say a word, he had to react for a long time before he responded sourly, which made people want to kick him in the ass after seeing it.
Ordinary people naturally didn't dare to touch the bad luck, only the kingfisher on Shi Wuduan's shoulder got impatient and lowered his head to peck his master's head.
This magical "Mr. Shi" seemed to be slower than others to even feel the pain, and he had to spit out every word in his mouth, and then he got a gap and said "Ouch" , rubbing his head.
Then he glanced at the owner of the wonton stall standing on one side, put down some copper coins, and said, "I'll pay for this gentleman's meal."
Master Xia's smile was immediately sincere, thinking that the person in front of him was not only a dog-like person, but also very good at doing things.
The honorable name of Head Xia is Xia Duanfang—Duanfang of a gentleman. From this name, it can be seen that when he was not so wretched, the elders had high hopes for him, but unfortunately he has grown into what he is now. It also has a lot to do with his sect.
It is not only the three popes who can practice Taoism in the world. Long ago, when the genius who was the first to walk on this road opened the door after searching hard, there was a long period of time when many people came out. Outstanding figures, in the middle of the mountains and rivers, faintly present a tendency of a hundred flowers blooming.
That was the most prosperous time of Taoism, but it was also the darkest time.
It seems that God also favors people of a certain era, and asks geniuses to run all over the street with a shoulder pole, one after another, just like scattering countless stars in the sky, and masters come forth in large numbers. However, the stars always appear at night, and the world seems to be unable to accommodate so many spirits. When they are too dense, they will always cause huge turmoil—endless wars, strife, chaos, and finally a tragic crash together Falling, the remaining brilliance condenses together to form a small part of brilliance and balance.
When the stars dim, the sun rises and the world is peaceful, but the eternal day is actually a disaster more terrible than the night, it will roast the whole earth to rot.
But the seeds of the stars have never faded, just hidden behind the dazzling day.
For example, Haiji Theravada Pope where Xia Duanfang is.
Although the name is very prestigious, but it has been passed down to the generation of Head Xia. Apart from him, there are only three disciples left, all of whom are still young and unable to make a move.
After Xia Duanfang received the letter, he knew that he had to come. Shi Wudu signed the letter in the name of "Gu Huaiyang, the current guard general in Haining County" and asked him to help. Xia Duanfang was not stupid, he knew in his heart that most of the general's seals were engraved by his own helper, and he couldn't count them, but he did not disobey his orders.
Since ancient times, the pope, no matter how big or small, has not been productive. From the day they started, they were labeled as "superior" on their heads. Not to mention the nursing home. Not to mention that ascetics can't save themselves, and the court even ordered it to be banned. If they don't prohibit it, who would dare to use these Dao grandpas
However, "above others" are still human beings who have to eat, drink, and scatter. Naturally, the Great Pope is supported by a huge amount of money allocated by the court every year. In addition, those rich and noble families who have racked their brains to send their children there will also donate money. Naturally, it is not necessary. Those who worry about vulgar things like yellow and white things, the little popes have to find their own way. Most of the little popes who still exist today have vows with the local people.
The ascetics keep one side healthy and free from evil and monsters, and the common people offer some food and materials every year.
Haiji Theravada Pope's place of attachment is a small area of Haining County with Guji as the center—now it is Gu Huaiyang's territory. Xia Duanfang estimated that if he said "no", the brazen bandit would dare to let him go. Their master and apprentice starved to death on the mountain.
At this time, everyone is busy grabbing land, grabbing food, and gold and silver. Who has the time to care what a prostitute is killed by? Xia Duanfang thought about this matter, pondered it with his heels, and knew there was a conspiracy, but the scholar was afraid of encountering soldiers, and the Taoist master was also afraid of encountering soldiers. The disciple was thrown on the mountain, and came down fearlessly by himself, because he wanted to do one thing - eat the big family.
Until Shi Wuduan came to pick him up in person, Xia Duanfang looked at the young man carefully while answering the conversation. Although nine and a half of Shi Wuduan's ten sentences were nonsense, the only half sentence that was useful was "go this way." ", but he still found a little weirdness in Shi Wuduan.
Xia Duanfang felt that Shi Wuduan had a very thin layer of Taoist aura on him. The mainstream of Taoism is mantra and martial arts, neither of which is a peaceful and peaceful business. After a long time of practice, people will naturally leave Some traces, ordinary people can't feel it, only people of the same way can see a little depth, if it is those famous schools, maybe they can tell people who are their masters at a glance.
However, it is too thin, even a child, if he enters the door, the master has washed his marrow, so it will not be so thin, so thin that others cannot see his origin.
In such a situation, Xia Duanfang thought that if it wasn't that he was dizzy from being supported by the four big sesame seed cakes, it was because there was something on the other party's body that covered up the aura that should have been there.
Shi Wuduan settled Xia Duanfang down, and babbled a lot of polite words, as if he had a book of polite manners in his stomach. Although he was saying the same thing over and over again, but none of the words were repeated, he was not in a hurry to scream. Xia Duanfang went to see the dead woman's body, but asked someone to eat and drink to take care of him every day.
This was exactly what Head Xia wanted - he was here to eat and wait to die.
They lived like this for several days, until one day, when Xia Duanfang went out for a stroll, he saw a man in white clothes coming out of Shi Wuduan's yard.
Seven evil spirits above the head, ten thousand ghosts under the feet—
Xia Duanfang clenched his fists tightly at that moment, and his palms began to heat up. That was where he hid the Sect Master's sword. Cold sweat slowly soaked his back. This person is, this person is...
Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder from behind. Xia Duanfang was startled suddenly. He tilted his head and saw Shi Wuduan holding a big and thick rabbit in his arms. He looked at him with a smile and said, "Xia Zhang The door, today someone from the court delivered an order, General Gu invites you to go to the front hall together."
Before Xia Duanfang came back to his senses and heard what he said clearly, he responded: "Yes... yes, let's go."
Then he turned his head with lingering fear, and saw that the man in white had already looked away, nodded to Shi Wuduan from a distance, seemed to be smiling, turned and left.