What do you mean? Are you asking me to kowtow to the portrait of the founder or something?
I looked at Daoist Meng in confusion and asked him what happened to the portrait. Daoist Meng said, didn’t the man named He Weimin give you a painting? You go back, find the painting and give it to me. This is
Gua Qian.
I didn't react at first, but suddenly I remembered what he said, help him while he waits for me to help myself, and I instantly understood what was going on.
So I quickly asked Daozhang Meng: "You mean that as long as you get that painting, you can break this situation?"
As a result, after I said these words, Taoist Meng's expression changed. He shook his head hurriedly, his head shaking like a rattle, and kept telling me no, I didn't say, this is your own guess, I just
I want that painting to be used as money for fortune-telling, and the rest has nothing to do with me, so don't talk nonsense.
After saying this, he glared at me, and then I realized that Master Meng was pretending to be stupid.
But I think it's a bit ridiculous for him to be like this. Is there any use in pretending to be stupid in front of God? I don't know, but I can't say anything.
I then asked Taoist Meng that the portrait had been taken away by He Weimin. I couldn't find him at all. Besides, even if I found him, I couldn't defeat him. Aren't you making things difficult for me with your request?
Meng Daozhang said that he didn't care, anyway, he wanted the painting as fortune money. As for how to do it, that was my own business. Besides, who told me that the painting must be on him, and that thing was like the mirror ghost's.
The body is just a container, and the soul cannot leave the body too far. Don’t I also know this?
Damn it, his words were obviously reminding me, and they woke me up instantly.
That night I went to the apartment with Xu Mingyang and saw the other me with my own eyes, and Xu Mingyang also said that that thing would appear when I was not around.
Although it suddenly disappeared in the next few days, everything that has happened recently proves that the thing below can no longer be suppressed. If there is no accident, He Weimin will definitely release the thing. Even if it is not a complete soul, it will definitely be able to
Play a certain role.
So that painting is probably hidden in the apartment building, but I never found it!
Thinking of this, I felt excited. I was about to ask Daozhang Meng, but he glared back.
I calmed down, calmed down my mood, sat back on the chair, and told Taoist Meng, OK, Taoist, I will go back and find the painting first, give it to you, and then you can do the math for me.
Gua or something.
Taoist Meng didn't say anything. He just gnawed on the chicken leg and said a vague "hmm".
After struggling all night, it was almost dawn. Seeing that he was eating deliciously, I happened to feel a little hungry, so I tore off a piece of meat from the chicken in front of me and took a few bites of it.
Later, after Meng Daozhang finished drinking, he pointed to the bed in the room and told me to go to bed first. I could go back when the little snake came back. The rest of the matter would be discussed after I get the painting back.
.
Then he stood up and walked out of the door, probably to go to another room. I didn't say polite to him, so I lay down on the bed, closed my eyes and planned to squint for a while.
To be honest, after listening to what Taoist Meng said just now, my mood has improved a lot. At least I have a direction for the next step and don't have to run around like a headless fly.
But before I went to bed, I took a closer look at the portraits hanging on the wall. Strangely, the more I looked at the characters on them, the more familiar they became.
That feeling comes from the depths of my soul, just like many years ago, I worshiped this portrait just like I do today.
But then I thought about it, I guess I paid homage to this portrait when I met Taoist Meng five years ago. Maybe the memory in the back of my mind was a little shaken, so I didn’t think much about it and was in a daze.
Fell asleep.
In fact, I didn't sleep for long, because although the mountain was quite quiet, there were a lot of creatures there, and the chirping of birds in the early morning was a bit harsh.
Especially since his bed faced the window, the morning sun shone directly on my face, and it didn't take long for me to wake up from the heat.
I looked at the clock and saw that it was past seven in the morning and Qingqing hadn't come back yet, so I stretched myself out and went out to ask Daoist Meng if there was hot water here, and I planned to wash my face or something.
But as soon as I went out, I saw an old man wearing a blue robe not far away.
The old man was sitting cross-legged on a big stone by the mountain stream. Under the reflection of the morning sun, his body seemed to be glowing with a circle of golden light.
This old man looked like an old god, but the movements on his face were very weird. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth wide in front of the sun, and kept making hesitation movements. I don't know if it was my imagination, but it always happened.
It felt like every time he breathed in, his aura changed slightly.
I can't find words to describe that kind of change, it's like he is integrated with nature, he is sitting there, but when you look at him, you will automatically ignore his existence, as if he should be there in the first place.
If you look further ahead, you will find that the scene in front of you is very harmonious. He will not destroy the beauty of the picture, nor will it add color to the picture. It seems that he should be part of the picture.
But in any case, the appearance of this old man still surprised me, so I walked over subconsciously, wanting to ask who he was and where Master Meng had gone.
As a result, as soon as I walked not far from him, I heard the old man suddenly ask me: "Are you awake?"
I didn't react at the time, so I said "Ah" subconsciously, and the old man said that the little snake hasn't come back yet, and you have nothing to do anyway. Come sit down and do morning exercises with me.
What he said directly confused me.
At first I thought this old man was a friend of Taoist Meng, or even his master or something, but he was not here last night and just came back this morning.
But the tone of the old man's words was obviously exactly the same as that of Taoist Meng! Even his voice was exactly the same. What else is there, little snake? Isn't this what Taoist Meng called Qingqing?
But isn't Taoist Meng a middle-aged man in his forties? His Taoist robes aren't that clean either.
It took me a long time to come back to my senses, and in the same tone of disbelief, I tentatively asked the old man: "Are you Taoist Meng?"
"Oh, it's been so long that I can't recognize him anymore."
The old man closed his eyes and snorted coldly. Hearing his affirmative tone, I was even more shocked. I quickly asked him: "Taoist Priest, why did you become an old man overnight?"
However, Daozhang Meng said in a matter-of-fact tone that this was his true nature and that the image of a middle-aged man was just another face of him, but he usually showed that face to others.
Then he told me that in the future, I should not just recognize people by their appearance, but also recognize their God and soul. In this way, no matter how perfect the disguise is, I will not be able to be deceived.
I was confused when he said this, but when I looked carefully, I found that this old man was indeed very similar to Daozhang Meng, but he only looked older, not that old, but gave people a
A feeling of seeing a Taoist master.
I suddenly remembered that when Taoist Meng took action last night, for a moment, I seemed to see him transform into an old man, but the time was too fast and I didn't take it seriously.
Now that I look at it, I can see that Meng Daozhang is indeed something, but I still have a question in my mind: How old is this bastard this year?