Shayang was fostered by Jin An in He Mansion.
When Jin An received Shayang from He Mansion, he returned to Wu Zang Taoist Temple just before the curfew.
Originally, Jin An planned to keep Shayang in the coffin shop opposite the Wu Zang Taoist Temple, but when he thought about Uncle Lin's busy business, he probably didn't have much energy to take care of the energetic Shayang, so he had to trouble the eldest lady again.
It's a coincidence that I didn't see the eldest lady in He Mansion today.
The old Taoist priest originally wanted to go to He Mansion to eat a big iced watermelon, but in the end he left He Mansion in vain.
"Little brother, how do I feel that this sheep is fat enough on its own? It has only been in He's house for a day, and it has been fattened up by the eldest lady."
The old Taoist priest looked at the calf Dasha Sheep held in his hand by a sharpened sword, and winked at Jin An.
Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest speechlessly.
"Have you not filled your mouth with today's haggis noodles and lamb chops?"
The old Taoist priest's face became angry, and he quickly defended himself. He said, "I am an old Taoist who only cares about my own family, but little brother, you have become a wolf-hearted and ungrateful person."
As for the old Taoist's explanation, how true it is, I guess even he himself can't tell.
The sun sets in the west.
The moon rises in the west.
Like the afterglow of blood shining on Fucheng, because the curfew is approaching, the streets of Fucheng gradually become deserted. The crisp sound of hard sheep's hooves hitting the bluestone pavement opened the street where the Wu Zang Taoist Temple is located. Uncle Lin's coffin shop was still there.
The door was not closed, but two lanterns were hung at the door. It seemed that he heard the movement outside the door. The lantern at the door of the coffin shop reflected a black figure.
The figure walked from the coffin shop to the door.
The black figure gradually lengthened.
A middle-aged man with high cheekbones and a sickly sallow complexion stood at the door and looked around the corner. He happened to see three people and a sheep walking quietly from the corner.
Uncle Lin had a smile on his face.
All the people from Wu Zang Taoist Temple returned safely.
"You're back? It's good to be back. It's good to be back. I'll cook some vegetables for you to catch the wind and wash away the dust for you." Uncle Lin looked at the five zang Taoist masters and apprentices who had returned safely with a look of relief.
It's just that Uncle Lin's complexion is a bit off today. His originally sickly and sallow complexion is even more sickly than before.
"Uncle Lin, look what we brought you, the deer blood wine from Jixian Tower in Fucheng. This is what the old Taoist priest and I brought to you on the road...Uncle Lin, what's wrong with you? Your face
Why is it so ugly? Master, please check Uncle Lin's pulse to see if Uncle Lin is feeling unwell."
What was originally an encounter turned into Jin An and the others nervously asking Uncle Lin to come into the coffin shop, asking Uncle Lin what was wrong with his health and not standing at the door anymore to catch the cold.
Uncle Lin laughed and said that he was just too hot at night and slept without a quilt. In addition, because of his poor physical condition, he caught a little cold late at night and would be fine after taking a few Chinese medicines to treat wind and cold.
Jin'an and the others greeted Uncle Lin for a while, and the old Taoist priest even checked Uncle Lin's pulse. After seeing that Uncle Lin was indeed fine, he felt relieved.
In any case, Uncle Lin was the first acquaintance they met when they came to Fucheng as a foreigner. He always took good care of their neighbors. Jin An regarded Uncle Lin as a benefactor in his heart.
"Uncle Lin, since you are cold, drink some deer blood wine tonight to warm yourself up and have a good sleep. We won't stay in the store to disturb you tonight. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it during the day tomorrow.
"
Jin An advised Uncle Lin to go back to the house and rest early.
Uncle Lin: "?"
But he really wanted to know what happened in the Cave of Thousand Corpses under the Yinyi River last night.
"Can……"
When Uncle Lin saw Jin An and the others getting up to leave, he also stood up.
Jin An interrupted the owner of the coffin shop: "Uncle Lin, you are too polite. The Taoist temple is right across the door. Uncle Lin does not need to send you off warmly."
Uncle Lin: "?"
"Can……"
Uncle Lin followed Jin An and the others to the door of the coffin shop and opened his mouth to speak. He was about to ask curiously about the situation of the Thousand Corpse Cave in Yinyi River, but was interrupted again by Jin An.
"Uncle Lin, you are really too polite. Just a few steps away, I bother you, Uncle Lin, to see you off. Old Taoist and I can't do anything to sharpen our swords. Let's help Uncle Lin close the door."
Jin'an was greatly moved, and called the old Taoist priest, sharpened his sword, and slammed the door of Uncle Lin's shop.
Until the backs of Jin An and the others entered the Five Zang Taoist Temple, Uncle Lin didn't have time to ask a complete question, which made Uncle Lin frown in frustration, but then, Uncle Lin smiled freely.
Soon after, the candles in the coffin shop were extinguished and it was completely dark. Uncle Lin fell into a deep sleep after drinking a few sips of the deer blood wine that Jin An had given him.
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After Jin An dragged his exhausted body back to the Taoist temple, he did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he went to Sanqing Hall, Liuding Liujia Martial Hall, and Wu Lei Emperor Hall to offer incense one by one, feeling grateful.
Even the old Taoist priest and Xi Jian followed Jin An with great solemnity this time and offered incense.
It was already half an hour after the grand ceremony of incense was poured into the three halls. The three of them could no longer bear the feeling of drowsiness and fell asleep after returning to the house.
Jin An also spent a lot of energy this time. In the final bloody battle with the leader of Teng Kingdom, his physical strength was greatly exhausted.
The night gradually fell into silence.
In the Wu Zang Taoist Temple, which has not yet been completed, except for the loud snoring of the old Taoist priest, everything is as peaceful as before.
Only the energetic sheep raised by Taoist Wu Zang was eating carrots from morning to night in the sheep house repaired by Jin'an, day after day, while staring at the purring sheep with its eyes.
The house stood motionless in the dark night.
Sheep's eyes are very strange.
The two pupils of the eyes grow horizontally from left to right.
Can provide the widest field of view.
Sheep's eyes have almost no blind spots, and their field of vision is almost twice as wide as that of humans.
In the dark sheep house, one of Silly Sheep's eyes was staring at the house, and the other was staring in the direction of the Taoist temple's front yard. Even when he lowered his head to pick up a carrot, the eyes in his eyes remained unchanged.
I don't know if the gesture was an illusion or not, but the scene seemed like a pair of beastly eyes that had penetrated human nature and were actively standing guard for the three people who were sleeping soundly in the room.
Indescribably strange.
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The next morning.
Although Jin An was exhausted when he returned to the Taoist temple yesterday and fell asleep, he did not have the habit of sleeping in. It was just dawn in the early morning, so as usual, he stood on the roof and breathed in, and the Five Zang Immortal Temple breathed in the new day.
of vitality.
At this time, the sky and the earth were dawning, and the fog and dewdrops from last night had not completely dissipated. The morning air in Fucheng was moist and fresh, and everything was shrouded in mist. As the sky and earth dawned, these mists slowly dissipated, and the night was chaotic.
The turbid air and the pure air began to separate one by one, sinking and rising. In the golden morning glow, the heaven and earth broke through the chaos and ushered in new life.
Jin An is sitting cross-legged on the roof to breathe out the energy of heaven and earth. He is wearing a Taoist Taoist robe with five internal organs. In this quiet morning in the city, he is like a Taoist immortal who is surrounded by clouds and fog, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, and his body is illuminated by golden light.
The day's plan begins in the morning.
Jin An is practicing the Taoist "Secret Sutra of the Five Internal Organs".
When the rising sun shines brightly in the sky and the earth, and the chaos of the world is completely broken by the vigorous life of the new day, Jin An wakes up from meditation and feels full of energy, and all the fatigue of the day is swept away.
When people bathe in the morning glow, the five internal organs in the body burst out with vigorous and strong vitality.
The pores all over the body feel comfortable.
At this time, the people in Fucheng were waking up one after another and starting to run around making a living day after day.
Houses, grass bridges, flowing water, old trees...
Tea houses, wine shops, butcher shops, temples, fortune telling...
It's just that these people who went out of the city mostly saw farmers doing business. When they looked towards the pier, the place was desolate. There were fewer porters carrying goods, fewer bearers fighting for business beside the passenger ships, and many fewer people coming to Fucheng.
Businessmen doing business and businesswomen who come to Fucheng to explore the world...
The impact of the Dragon King case will not be subsided in a short time, and Fucheng's commercial business has been greatly affected.
"I have been meditating for so long, but I have only seen a few local ferries crossing the river, but no merchant ships or passenger ships coming from up and down the river. I guess the government has not lifted the lock on the river. After all, the flow of people on the waterway is greater. If there are any wanted criminals hiding,
On these foreign ships, we can quickly escape from Wuzhou Prefecture."
To be continued...