Although their days are hard, they can survive.
It's just that recently, the town wants to engage in real estate projects, and a piece of land in the business district has been opened up, and Taoist temples are included in it. Lao Dao has devoted all his life here, so of course he refuses to move.
After several talks, they failed to reach an agreement, and they lost their temper. Today's big demolition is an ultimatum. Do you know that the developers want to enclose land and build buildings, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are useless!
The old Taoist was already in poor health, and became even weaker in a fit of anger. He lay on the bed for a long time before recovering. He called Li Suchun to him, and sighed: "I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this view. Master is incompetent. He can't even give you a place to live."
"Woooo...don't think so, I was raised by you..."
The little Taoist was restless, but he admired his master very much, tears immediately came down: "We are a Taoist temple, do they tear it down as soon as they say?"
"Hey, cultural relics can't be preserved, so what about Taoist temples?"
The old Taoist became more and more depressed, and said: "I have a friend in the city, so you can turn to his view, so that you can find a solution."
"Aren't you going?"
"As soon as I'm old, I don't want to move, and I can't bear it."
"Then you stay here, in case, in case..."
"Haha, it's okay."
The old man smiled hoarsely, and sat up reluctantly: "My school has declined to this day, leaving only some talisman secrets. You have mastered the talisman making, and I will pass on the rest to you."
"Master!"
Li Suchun saw that he wanted to explain the funeral, so he quickly called out. The old Taoist looked serious, and shouted: "Don't kneel down yet!"
"Master!"
"Kneel down!"
The apprentice had no choice but to kneel in front of the bed.
The Maoshan school originated from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, which belonged to a period of change. They also eat qi, but in addition to using qi for themselves, they also use it for external objects—talismans. There are thousands of kinds of these talismans, they are quick to take effect, powerful, and easy to harvest believers.
In the beginning, they were quite tall, such as high-level talismans such as Huoyun, Qingming, and Mie Shen. Later, the aura declined, and Xiamaoshan was born again. Instead of aura, essence and blood were used to stimulate it.
The grades have also become low B goods such as subduing Gu, town houses, and clean clothes.
"Su Chun, I'm going to teach you the secret method of refining corpses. This is the housekeeping skill of our school. Listen up!"
"yes!"
The little Taoist also looked awe-inspiring.
Like this kind of real dry goods, the Taoism of the past dynasties is passed on by word of mouth, and is rarely written down. After the old Taoist said it several times, he asked, "Do you remember?"
"remember."
"Then tell me."
Immediately, Li Suchun repeated it verbatim, and he nodded after listening to the word for word: "This secret method has been passed down for hundreds of years, and there are few successful examples. Even today, you can't try it arbitrarily... Sigh, forget it, In short, take it as a thought, and when you go to other places in the future, you can still remember that you were born in Maoshan."
"yes!"
Li Suchun kowtowed.
"Boom boom boom!"
At this time, someone knocked on the door outside, and the apprentice went over to see it, and his face was full of resentment. The other party is a manager of the developer, who has been here many times before.
The man went straight into the room, and seeing the old man crouching on the bed, he couldn't help saying: "Why are you doing this? To be honest, the price we offered is good enough. You take the money and take the apprentice out for a walk , or find a Taoist temple to live in, isn’t it good?”
"Needless to say, I will never move."
"You also saw the words on the outside, is there really no discussion?"
"What means do you have, just come at me."
"Then I can't help it, see you tomorrow."
The man asked a few words and left in a hurry.
Li Suchun was terrified and persuaded him in every possible way, but the old man had already made up his mind. His illness is already very serious, and he doesn't want to depend on others, as long as he sends his apprentice out, he won't miss him much.
So early the next morning, he asked Li Suchun to pack his bags and go to that friend.
…
"Hey, did you hear that? If someone dies in the town, it's just that old Taoist in Guanli."
"Huh? Why did he die so well?"
"It's not about the demolition, it's blocking people from getting rich. Oh, it's said that a big forklift directly ran over it, that's miserable!"
"Then no one cares?"
"Who cares? If his apprentice is here, he can still pay some money. Now that the apprentice has run away, the money, hehe..."
On the streets of the town, two aunts were discussing the latest topic. Not far away from them, there was a young man in casual clothes who moved slightly.
This person is Li Suchun.
He was going to the city originally, but after all he was worried and turned back halfway. When he arrived, the Taoist temple was in ruins, and the master had disappeared.
He knew in his heart that the danger was more or less good, but he still held tiny hopes until he heard other people talk about it.
For a moment, Li Suchun was filled with remorse, the regret was that he was cowardly and didn't force Master to go with him, and the one who hated was naturally those developers.
A young boy of seventeen or eighteen, who suffered the unjust death of his relatives, was inevitably emotionally agitated, and secretly made up his mind:
You must avenge your master!
…
In the middle of the night, between the graves.
This is a forest near Gejia Village. There are more than a dozen graves piled up in it. All the dead old people are buried here because they don't want to be cremated.
No one came to this kind of eerie place during the day, let alone in the middle of the night. But at this time, Li Suchun was digging the grave with a shovel.
"Hoo..."
After digging for about ten minutes, he leaned on the shovel and took a rest. The grave had been dug up halfway, revealing half of the coffin. After digging for a while, all the coffins appeared.
He opened the lid tremblingly, and saw Mrs. Ge lying in it. Although it had been a few days, there was no rancid smell.
"God help me too!"
Li Suchun was afraid and happy at the same time. According to the method of refining corpses, one must first choose a corpse whose fate is Yin and who died during Yin. He went to Ge's house to do business, and happened to know the old lady's birth date.
Secondly, if the body rots quickly, it is unqualified; if it does not rot after a few days, it is qualified.
He didn't dare to stay longer, so he quickly untied a large woven bag, put the body in it, buried the grave, and wiped away the traces. Afterwards, he hunched his bag and returned to a low room, which was a rented place.
"Boom!"
Li Suchun locked the door, plopped down and sat on the ground, and the fear of robbery and grave digging came to his heart. After waiting for a long time, I got up and fetched a basin of clean water, and then laid the body down and put it away.
Looking at this corpse, he felt a little regretful, it was too impulsive! I don't know if this refining technique is reliable or not.
But I dug it all, and regretting it is useless. After all, he was doing great things, so he miraculously calmed down, and took off the shroud very calmly.
The scene at this moment is extremely strange, the light in the shabby room is dim, and a young man is wiping the corpse of an old lady with a soft cloth.
The old lady Ge's body was very small, and she shrank even more after her death. Her bones were covered with waxy dry skin, and she had no muscles at all. The face is the best, because it is wearing makeup, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, which seems to have a slight smile...