More or less, Old Gong has some mischief.
I took out the urinal at once, my index finger touched the blood, and directly drew a spell with suppressive effect.
I just heard a muffled groan, Old Gong appeared on the urinal at once, he blankly staring at me, still looking confused.
"Sire, I was just taking a nap, what are you doing?"
"Is it a nap?" I shook my head.
However, I did not pierce the skin of Old Gong again, but repeated the words of the night guard.
Old Gong was originally a bit depressed, but soon his eyes lit up with joy, and he kept saying to take a look.
We did not go to other places, it was right here in the inner side of this hall, and there were several long tables that were covered with red cloths.
The night guard unfolded one of the red cloths, revealing a statue with delicate hands and feet inside, about the height of an infant. Its head was no different from that of a normal person and it was a mud sculpture. It was exactly the same as Old Gong.
"The Daoist assembly venerates the teachers and mentors of all yin and yang, although Old Gong is not our elder, he has great kindness to us. The master said, 'One should not forget the well-digger when drinking water.' The night guard paused for a moment and then continued, 'Old Gong disliked the name Wu Zhongkuan, so the master set up a new divine tablet.'"
Indeed, there is a tablet in front of the mud sculpture, with several gold-embellished big characters, graceful and lively, writing "Xuan Chi Jin Yang Shen Ghosts," Old Gong.
To be honest, in my opinion, the tablet and mud sculpture are already quite flashy. However, the name seems to fall short of elegance.
Old Gong, however, was overjoyed. He coughed dryly before saying, "But what about my master? How could you forget him? At least he deserves a tablet, not to mention an eternal golden statue."
The night guard was embarrassed and said, "We had a discussion. Now the Daoist Master Luo is still young. The divine tablet is for deceased people, and to be eternally placed is also appropriate. However, once the Daoist Master Luo……"
"Cough cough..." The night guard pounded his chest.
Listening to their conversation, it left me speechless.
Old Gong's eyes were squinted into a thin line, and he said with satisfaction, "Good, good, master, then I will have eaten a few more years of incense. However, you can be at ease. When you reach the hundredth year of your life and ascend to the Daoist assembly, there will definitely be an eternal statue for you. The Four Regulated Mountains will also reserve a good position for you. You don't have to be envious of me."
I: "..."
The night guard was slightly embarrassed and put down the red cloth again, saying goodbye to me.
Old Gong, however, ducked into the red cloth to admire his own statue.
There were many armchairs on both sides of the hall. I took a seat on the right side and closed my eyes to rest.
Before I knew it, the chilly night breeze had become a warm morning breeze. As the first ray of sunlight shone into the hall, I heard footsteps approaching.
Opening my eyes, I saw someone hurry into the hall's front gate—it was Wu Jinlan!
Wu Jinlan was dressed in Tang clothes, with an elegant and majestic appearance.
There were several yin and yang masters following him, and their aura was already rising.
"Master Luo! The night guard has been waiting at my door for you. He said you arrived before dawn, he's completely out of line! Jinlan is also out of line!"
Wu Jinlan's demeanor was still very excited, he kept saying, "The Four Regulations Mountains have already sent people, and Yunjin Mountain has also sent people. Many Daoist temples from various regions have sent many practitioners. I have already dispatched people to inform He Youcai and Si Yantian. They should be here soon."
"Yes, the ten-plus teachers I invited arrived a week ago. We are just waiting for the Daoist masters from Gu-Qiang City and Ju-Cur Mountain to arrive so that we can do something great, contain the epidemic!"
Hearing about the Daoist Assembly from the Shenqiao's mouth was far less vivid than Wu Jinlan's few words.
Especially when he mentioned Si Yantian, it was only then that I completely put down the big stone in my heart.
"Did you choose the feng shui site?" I suppressed my joy and maintained calm, asking Wu Jinlan.
"Selected! Selected! Haha, Master Luo, you may not know, the Xian Dong Mountain is a large mountain. The back of the mountain has an excellent feng shui big acupoint. Conveniently, my Daoist Assembly is located here, and there is a Lei Ping Temple on the peak that has suppressed the plague here, which counts as retribution for the evil ghost and they will never rise again!" Wu Jinlan seemed even more spirited.
During this period, more and more footsteps could be heard, and people kept entering.
But they were not He Youcai and Si Yantian, but some teachers in Tang clothing. Mostly, an old gentleman was followed by two young men or a middle-aged man.
After greeting Wu Jinlan warmly, they all looked in my direction. The elderly gentlemen examined me with some thoughtfulness, while the young ones were mostly curious.
Wu Jinlan then began to introduce my existence, and also introduced the backgrounds and titles of those gentlemen.
I treated all the gentlemen as juniors.
Firstly, they were older, and secondly, according to Wu Jinlan's description, they were all individuals of virtue. This time, they came to suppress the epidemic without seeking any personal gain, all for the sake of the people.
Most of the elderly gentlemen smiled and did not speak, but it was the young and middle-aged accompanying gentlemen who shook hands with me, established a relationship, and even engaged in some banter.
I suddenly realized something: having been in the mountains studying the Tao for too long, I had almost become disconnected from the mundane world in many ways.
I am not good at making friends, speaking well, and I even seem a bit awkward.
After a long time, the monks of the temple began to enter the hall, and the teachers went to sit in their respective positions.
The regulation sects from various regions showed great respect to me, calling out to me as "Little Master of Four Regulations Mountain."
I also saw an acquaintance, Xie Chaoyu from the Tuo E Dao Temple in the official kiln city. He still wore a blue robe, his face was stern, and his eye corners had more delicate fine lines than before two years ago.
He was following a Daoist whose age was similar to Han Zhashi's.
That must be the regulating monk of the Tuo E Dao Temple, Master Tuo E.
Although he also called himself a "Daoist," his robe was still red, far from the level of a true master.
"Greetings to Little Master of Four Regulations Mountain." Master Tuo E's expression was friendly.
I nodded slightly and inclined my body slightly.
To others, I paid them a regular greeting, but for Tuo E Dao Temple, I paid a respectful bow, which attracted many people's attention.
"I cannot thank you enough for your generous help and the life-saving instruments you provided. If Tuo E Dao Temple ever needs anything in the future, please let me know. I am at your service." I said sincerely.
The reason is very simple, it's what the Shenqiao referred to as causality.
Looking at it shallowly, this may be a matter of human feelings. Looking deeper, the cause and effect are interconnected. If all things have causes and effects, it will certainly be a kind of refinement for people's minds in an indirect way. It is not being selfish and only caring about oneself.
Master Tuo E's eyes lit up with joy.
I bowed again and smiled, "Xie Yao, Master, it's been a long time since we last met. Your demeanor is as impressive as ever."
Xie Yao, however, looked taken aback and said, "Master of Four Regulations Mountain, your words are too generous. You are young and talented, and your future is limitless!"
During this period, Tang Wu entered the hall, nodding and smiling at me.
I hurriedly went forward to perform a disciple's salute, and Tang Wu was even more delighted.
I could vaguely hear the discussion among the others, saying that I was overstepping my status, which was extremely rare.
Suddenly, the hall became extremely quiet again, and everyone's gaze turned to the entrance of the hall. At that moment, most of them seemed to be in a daze!
The first rays of the sun shone on the entrance of the hall, illuminating He Youtian, who was strong and upright. With his head of white hair, he looked like a sage who had achieved Taoist enlightenment.
Next to He Youtian, Si Yantian was dressed in a white Taoist robe, with some decorations in pale purple on his head and body. A long whip with deep purple at the head tied around his waist, which demonstrated his status as a true master.
Especially her face, there was a faint misty feeling, with nothing on her face, yet it seemed like there was a cloud or mist obscuring it. People would sometimes see it clearly and other times not so much. This added to the curiosity of the crowd to explore further.
This is not only about her appearance but also about her young age, which has achieved a level that many people can never reach in their entire lives!
