The Taiqing Palace is a forest in ten directions, and it receives Taoist friends from all directions, so there are naturally Kun Dao huts. It's just that in recent years, the number of female Taoist priests has become more and more rare, and there is not one in a year, so the huts are gradually reduced, and only two are left in the end.
After the introduction of the official new policy, the Kun Dao Academy began to expand again, similar to the main road.
The room He He went to had four single beds facing each other, and there was a toilet, which felt a little crowded. The three roommates have arrived first and are making the beds with the help of their parents.
They share common names, one is Xu Ziying, twelve years old; the other is Hu Chun, ten years old; the other is Wang Yao, ten years old. He He is the youngest, eight years old.
When the girls met, they were chattering lively, a bit like a freshman entering a boarding school. While making the bed, Xu Lei secretly looked at Xu Ziying and her mother. Her mother is a celebrity in the province, one of the top three female entrepreneurs, and her father is a senior official.
It was rumored that the Xu family had only this single seedling, and it was unexpected that the parents sent it to the temple in such a fruitful (niu) broken (bi) way.
About half an hour later, the tidying up was almost finished, and a middle-aged lady came in from outside. She has a slender figure, a calm demeanor, and not too pretty appearance, but her facial features are fine and her skin is very fair and tender.
"Okay, let's come here for a few laymen. Since it is sent to the gate wall, it must be let go."
She tactfully saw off the guests, but the parents were still reluctant to part with them and asked in every possible way. Xu Lei also said: "Xiaohe, you are well here, I will come to see you in seven days."
"Um."
He He nodded, and then added: "Thank you, Auntie!"
Then, the parents left one after another, the dormitory was deserted, and the children were even more nervous when they arrived for the first time. The best performer was Xu Ziying. Given her family background, she must have heard some inside stories, and she must have been told before coming here.
She took the initiative to speak and said, "Please ask the boss, what should we do next?"
"..."
Nuguan looked at her, and said in a warm voice: "My surname is Liu, and I call myself Qinghui Sanren. You can be called Daoist Liu or Daoist Qinghui. But you must not call your master indiscriminately before you can become a teacher."
"Well, we all made a note."
Xu Ziying responded obediently, intentionally or unintentionally posing as a big sister.
"Take out your winter clothes, and I'll teach you how to wear them. For the next seven days, you all have to wear Taoist robes, keep your clothes clean and free from dirt," the female crown said again.
As they said that, the four girls picked up their winter clothes together, pulled out their shoes and socks, and stared at the front like a kindergarten class.
Taoist robes are divided into six types: big gowns, military clothes, dharma clothes, deluo clothes, floral clothes, and monk clothes. The shape is straight up and down, with a straight collar, a right lapel, and a large sleeve and a narrow sleeve.
They are still interns, except for the coat, the other five are not allowed to wear.
There are three kinds of coat colors, exactly three clothes, light blue, dark blue and almost black navy blue, the fabric is pure cotton, thick and soft, very warm, and there are white underwear.
The shoes are round mouth shoes, double face shoes and ten square shoes. Shifang shoes are special. There are ten holes on the shoes, which represent ten directions. They are suitable for summer wear. Wearing Shifang shoes must wear cloud socks (white stockings over the knee). This is called a person who travels in the ten directions without measure.
The four girls are not stupid, just read it twice. They are all neatly dressed, but their hair is still very modern.
"You go forward, and I will comb your buns."
Sitting on the bed, Qinghui combed the buns for the children one by one, and then inserted a simple wooden hairpin. In the blink of an eye, four beautiful and lovely Xiaodao boys were freshly released.
Xu Shi's attitude was gentle, and the children unconsciously let go of their guard and relaxed a lot. But immediately afterwards, they became bitter faces.
"Although you are in the adaptation period, you must follow the precepts of Quanzhen in all your behaviors. Now hand over your mobile phones, computers, snacks, toys, miscellaneous books, etc. to me, and I will return them after seven days."
"Huh? How can I live without a mobile phone?"
"Master Dao, can I keep a bag of spicy noodles?"
"Master Dao, this doll has been with me since I was a child, and I can't sleep without it."
The girls complained endlessly, no matter how small they are, all of them are sisters who quit gambling and went ashore, and they can't slip. And Qinghui's face was serious, and she said strictly: "Don't talk too much, if you don't want to, please go back."
Yes, instantly quiet as a chicken.
The three girls were all from good family backgrounds, so they were naturally treated by their parents hard and soft, so they really didn't dare to play with their temper. Only He He, who had nothing, went over with her schoolbag in her arms and asked, "Master Daoist, can I keep these books?"
Qinghui flipped through it, and saw that they were all primary school textbooks, and there was also a volume of "The First Set of National Physical Fitness Techniques for Primary and Secondary School Students", which was too familiar!
After the Huozhou catastrophe last year, the country secretly organized various temples, brainstormed and compiled a set of introductory gymnastics suitable for children to practice. She had the pleasure of being a part of it and had a few great ideas.
For this reason, she looked at the girl a little more approvingly, and said: "These are useful teaching materials, you can keep them."
"Thank you, Daoist." He He said.
whispering sound!
What kind of little white flower are you pretending to be? Miss Xu Ziying, whose combat prowess exploded, resisted the urge to let go of her instincts, and curled her lips secretly.
…
"when!"
"when!"
As the bronze bell in the temple rang, Qinghui led the four of them out of the dormitory and went straight to the scripture hall. And from the other two huts, there are also female crowns leading their children to go out together.
Along the way, I met several groups of boys in Taoist robes. They all looked at each other very interestingly, giggling and pointing, inevitably being reprimanded by the priest.
When everyone entered the scripture hall, they saw that there was a huge space inside, with twenty-four futons on the ground. On the opposite side, another thirteen futons were lined up.
The twelve Taoist priests stepped forward, sat down, and kept silent. The children looked at each other, and cleverly pulled the futon over and sat down first.
The rest of the people suddenly followed suit.
"Come on, let's sit here!"
Xu Ziying occupied a small area early, and Sheba's attributes can be seen at a glance. Hu Chun and Wang Yao knew her background, and they wanted to flatter her, but He He didn't care, and remained silent.
As soon as everyone sat down, they saw a person in his forties, with a long beard, coming out of the scripture hall, majestic yet friendly.
"Abbot!"
The priests saluted together.
"I'm sorry to bother you all!"
The man bowed back and sat in the center, so the left and right were evenly divided, with nine men and four women.
He glanced around, and the child who was talking in a low voice immediately became quiet, as if there was a lot of coercion in his eyes, and he didn't dare to move at all.
"My common surname is Qin, and I call myself Taoist Huayang, and I preside over the Taiqing Palace."
He started briefly, then gestured to the side, and said: "This is the Taoist priest Mingzhen, who holds the post of supervisor.
This is Daoist Cuixuan, who takes the post of the capital cook, manages all dispatches in the kitchen, and serves three meals for the public.
This is Daoist Priest Yuzhenzi, who takes the position of the master of the hall, diligently sweeps, is careful about incense lamps, pious offering utensils, and supervises the scripture teachers.
This is Huihe Daoist Priest, who works as a scripture teacher. He recites the supreme scriptures, salutes the treasure of heaven, prays for blessings and prosperity, and saves life after death.
This is Fangchengzi Daoist Priest, who holds the post of inspector, is the head of the squatter, and is a resident supervisor, in charge of deacons big and small..."
Huayang introduced all the high-level officials in Guannei, but the children couldn't understand them at all, and Xu Ziying didn't know much about it, but he was very clear about the patrol photo.
Obviously, the Taiqing Palace was set up according to the three capitals, five masters and eighteen heads, and of course it was cut down a bit. For example, Shuitou, in ancient times, was responsible for carrying buckets, transporting pulp, and preparing food for offerings. But now that there is running water, there is no need for it at all.
"I follow the teachings of the old master Shinji, inherit the teachings of Donghua, and inherit the teachings of Zhonglu. I founded my school in Chongyang, the emperor of Fuji. With the truth of the old and the old, I have suffered for myself and benefited others. For thousands of years, it has been the orthodox Taoism... "
Afterwards, Huayang briefly explained the history of Quanzhen. He knew that children's comprehension was limited, so he simply dragged the whole text, but it seemed unclear.
He has a deep inner energy, and he speaks every word, like a grand bell and a great Lu, shocking the deaf. The effect was also remarkable. The students listened, and subconsciously straightened their backs with solemn expressions, blending in with the atmosphere here.
At the end of the talk, he changed his tone and said: "Some of you will stay for three years, and some may only stay for seven days. No matter what, it is a great opportunity for you to come here, and you must cherish it Make sure. Well, I met you for the first time today, and you probably don't know much about Taoism, so I allow each of you to ask a question, and I and the Taoist priests will answer."
"..."
The children blinked and blinked their eyes, and the scene was once very embarrassing.
After a while, Xu Ziying joined in and asked, "Abbot, my name is Xu Ziying, and I have a question. Is there really magic in this world? I mean, like the one shown on TV, flying around, biubiubiu's magic?"
What she said was innocent and cute, Hua Yang couldn't help but smile, but didn't answer, just said: "Look!"
call!
He flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the strong energy caused a gust of wind. The child at the front only felt the invisible force coming, and he fell backwards.
"Wow!"
As a child, I love to watch this, and immediately aroused bursts of exclamation.
"Spells exist freely in the world and have never disappeared. It's just that Taoism is weak now and needs to be explored and developed. At most, we can be regarded as leaders, and we will depend on you in the future."
These few words were sincere, and Xu Ziying was also infected, so he saluted in a dignified manner.
Once you have the beginning, the rest will be easy. For a while, the atmosphere was lively, and the questions were varied.
"How long will it take us to finish it?"
"The Tao evolves all things, and then all things seek the Tao, how long do you think it will take?"
"Then will I fly in the future?"
"There are thousands of ways of Taoism, so it is natural."
"Well, if I stay, will I have to be in the temple every day, no vacation?"
"We are not limited to days off, but you are still young, you need someone to accompany you when you go out."
"I heard that you don't allow meat to be eaten, but meat is my favorite, so what should I do?"
"Well… "
The thirteen priests couldn't help but cry, they had no choice but to accept children like this, and it was inevitable that they would cosplay the preschool teachers.
It was lively for a long time, and almost all of them were asked. Qinghui noticed He He, and encouraged him: "Xiaohe, how about you, do you have any questions?"
"..."
With his head down, He He suddenly threw himself forward, bowing his whole body to the ground. This four-faced big gift shocked everyone, and immediately after, they heard a clear and tender voice asking:
"I want to bring the dead back to life and live forever, is it feasible?"