The Tianwang Temple in Phoenix City is not far from Hongqiao. Follow the four-step stone steps up the hillside and enter the temple gate. What you will see is a slightly lost courtyard.
Tianwang Temple is built on the mountain. The main hall is the front door, and there are two side halls in the north and south. The walls, doors and windows have been stained by time, but its past style can still be seen in the details.
In the main hall, cigarette smoke filled the air and the sound of chanting was melodious. A few neatly tidied fake monks were busy everywhere, sweeping the floor and wiping the exquisite window lattice wood carvings. Two young monks were hitting each other in the yard, obviously in a hurry.
Practice elementary Pengma Kung Fu.
A group of pilgrims who arrived early burned incense in the main hall and then went to the side hall to pay their respects. They were dressed in simple clothes and carried packages on their backs. It was obvious that they were farmers nearby.
Zhu Tong entered the main hall and faced three mighty statues of gods, one with a white face as a civil servant, one with a red face on the left and one with a black face. They were all in military uniforms and glaring at all living beings. There was no trace of any Buddhist gods at all.
The second senior brother invited a fat man pretending to be a monk to sit in the corner of the hall, with an old wooden table in front of him and a brazier underneath, and he was reading a book of scriptures. The sound of chanting in the hall came from behind him. It turned out to be a tape recorder chanting Buddha's name.
"Uncle Master is here." The young monk Chengfeng ran in from outside and pulled Zhu Tong's clothes with a smile. "I just heard that there is a big fish. Who knew it was you, so early? Master went to the mountains to practice kung fu and he hasn't come back yet.
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"You clever guy, take me around your dojo, ask someone to invite your master back, and say there is business." Zhu Tong patted Chengfeng's bald head, and the little monk responded obediently, calling to him in front of him.
The two who were beaten went to find the master, then turned back and said with a smile:
"There are only a few rooms left and there is nothing going on. Now is not the time to do any big business. I will be busy around the Spring Festival, and the real business will not start until April. Uncle Master, even though this place is small, it made hundreds of thousands last year.
, is really a treasure land of Feng Shui. Hum, those fake monks used to be too stingy and were not willing to renovate their appearance after making money. We took it over and it was very laborious. Master said that all the money earned last year was invested in the rest before and after, so this year we will do it.
This is the business that makes money."
Among the four disciples of the two senior brothers, Cheng Feng is Zhu Tong's favorite. He is also smart and smart, his eyes are always cheerful, his body exudes a vigorous and uplifting aura, and he can't stop talking and talking.
Yes, there is something to be said for seeing a dog fighting. Who would have thought that ten years ago, when the second senior brother took him in, six-year-old Cheng Feng was covered in injuries and only half-breathing. He lay on the streets of Guangzhou for five days without anyone noticing.
The entire Tianwang Temple is really not big. After completing a circle, the second senior brother happened to come back and said to Cheng Feng from a distance: "Have you bought the dog your senior uncle wanted?"
Chengfeng replied: "Tie up in the backyard, do you want to start now? I haven't had breakfast yet."
Zhu Tong smiled and patted him: "You go to eat. You don't need to do anything about today's plaster. I will just greet the business in front of you later. Your master and I will come."
Chengfeng cheered and ran into the side hall. Zhu Tong understood his feelings. Making dog skin plaster was a painful thing for Zhu disciples at every stage of their learning.
In a closed room in the backyard of the Tianwang Temple, the gaps between the doors and windows were blocked by cotton cloth and curtains. A large candle was lit on the small table. The flickering flame was not only used for lighting, but also as a source of heat. There was a copper plate on top of the candle, and there was a dark inside.
The red liquid rolled slightly, emitting an unpleasant smell. It was a mixture of dog blood, musk, cinnabar and rice wine. The old liar said it was talisman juice.
Two half-grown female dogs had been suffocated by water. The skins had just been peeled off. Zhu Tong and Zhu Yun were both naked. Each of them took a piece of smelly dog skin and dipped it into the talisman juice with a fine brush to draw a circle.
, and then carefully write the three ghosts and one dog talisman.
After writing, you can use a knife to cut it out, apply a thin layer of egg white on the spell, and put it on the rack on the brazier to bake.
It was a very simple job, but the two brothers were covered in sweat, not heat. They had to meditate and rest for a while after each piece of writing; writing talismans was not a simple task, it took a lot of effort and energy.
Generally speaking, each piece of dog skin can make nine large and small pieces of dog skin plaster. The most effective one is the one on the dog's head, which should be made last.
It was already afternoon, and both of them had only a piece of dog scalp left, but they both hesitated to write the talisman.
The old liar once said that dog heads, like human heads, are the essence. The first eight pictures can be said to be training. By the ninth time, you will be proficient in mental techniques and techniques, but your physical strength will be the weakest. You need to take good care of it.
Zhu Tong started writing first. When he finished drawing the character "dog", his face turned pale and he dropped the fine pen. He pinched a silver needle and pricked out some blood beads on his fingertips.
"Senior brother, I want to add a little bit here." Zhu Tong pressed his finger on the prefix of "dog" and traced the shape of some canine teeth. Then he clapped his hands with satisfaction and took the dog skin to the brazier to bake slowly.
"I used this spell a few days ago. It was a little girl who clicked a few points here to conquer the poison in Miss Su's body. Compared with those three ghost characters, don't you think this dog character is too weak?
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Zhu Yun had always strictly followed the instructions taught by his master, never thinking of any changes; he snorted disapprovingly at Zhu Tong and concentrated on drawing his own dog's head.
"Master and uncle, something happened ahead. The spoon is leaking. Come out quickly." Cheng Feng knocked on the door, and Zhu Tong and Zhu Yun woke up from the Peng Ma state at the same time.
After finishing the dog skin plaster, I had to practice and rest as usual, but I didn’t know what time it was outside.
Zhu Tong opened the door, and Cheng Feng held his nose and walked in, mumbling: "Master, a rich man came just now. The fat man and the tour guide were so jealous of the money that they wanted to sell him a jade toad for nine thousand and nine thousand. The result---
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While Zhu Yun listened, he neatly put on the cassock in Cheng Feng's hand, used heavy incense to cover up the stench all over his body, and walked out.
Zhu Tong walked to another room, fetched water and carefully washed every skin on his body. After using up a bottle of high-end bath liquid, he felt a little better, put on his clothes and went to the front to watch the excitement.
The quarrel in front became louder. This kind of thing happens all the time. Brother's business is divided into two parts. Several temples in tourist areas are joined by tour guides. In name, it is to relieve people's worries, but in fact, it is scaremongering in the name of gods and Buddhas.
Rip off tourists. Those little golden Buddhas, jade toads, bronze medals and other evil-proof things are actually not worth much money.
In the lobby of the Tianwang Temple, a young man pointed at the fat monk's nose and cursed; at the door of the temple, another young man accompanied a calm middle-aged man to stare inside. There was also a young woman beside him, who simply dressed
The beige windbreaker has no ornamentation, yet it looks very elegant.
In comparison, the tour guide who broke up the fight with Zhu Yun looked like a rough powder.
Zhu Tong knew what happened without asking. After all, the fat monk had little experience in the world, and he didn't know how to watch people's actions. He must have talked about the other party's taboos, but he didn't know how to reverse it. Zhu Tong saw that the conflict might escalate.
, walked to the middle-aged man.
"Going to the temple to burn incense is for peace of mind, and worshiping gods is for a future. If you don't believe in gods, you have to believe in people, right? Sir, can you tell your friend not to be so angry? Let's take a step to talk."
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man stopped the young people around him from blocking him and looked at Zhu Tong for a moment.
"A passer-by, I have done some research on hexagram numbers and would like to make a hexagram for my husband. First of all, I would like to say: In your capacity, you should not be here at this time."
"It's interesting, please." The middle-aged man walked towards the side hall with Zhu Tong. The quarrel in the main hall had not stopped yet.
A middle-aged man is either rich or noble, and most people can tell this from his well-tailored clothes; but Zhu Tong's experience in the Vanity Fair shows more: the middle-aged man has a refined bookish air, and both
His eyes are full of vitality and his standing posture shows that he has at least had a military career.
The woman next to him should not be the mistress that others imagined. She is obviously a well-trained secretary. As for the two young men, the one quarreling should be a relative or junior of the middle-aged man. The one next to him must be responsible.
He is safe.
Zhu Tong judged that this was a high-level official. Now that the end of the year is approaching, officials are the busiest time. They have to face various meetings, inspections, and evaluations. It is really not suitable to appear in a place like the Tianwang Temple in Phoenix City.
"Sir, please tell me something." Zhu Tong stopped in front of the side hall.
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "Xiang."
"Sir, you are trying to be tricky. It seems that you are too careful when you are testing me." Zhu Tong smiled. Following the middle-aged man's gaze, he saw a wooden sculpture of an ox and an elephant drinking.
"Although hexagram numbers are trivial, they only talk about fate, but they don't look at your true intention. Just say it and it will count. Just like you, many times what you say is not what you mean. Sometimes if you say something wrong, it may cause a quarrel.
, or disaster. The elephant is invisible, sir, is he an ordinary person?"
After Zhu Tong finished his opening remarks, the middle-aged man relaxed a little and asked with a smile: "I'm sorry, it turns out I met an expert. Let me change the word."
"No need." Zhu Tong shook his head and pointed to the picture of a cow and an elephant drinking: "There are not many opportunities for the elephant and the cow to meet. The scene of drinking can only be found in the south. Water can carry a boat, and the water at this moment can be used as a guide for the people.
, it can also be used as a speech for wealth; if the water like an ox falls to you, it is a sign of a fight between two powerful people. Allow me to be bold, there is no benevolence and righteousness between swords and swords, sir, if you say the word "xiang" at this moment,
Two things can be seen: first, someone is making an enemy of Mr., and that person is from the north. Second, Mr. is going south."
"Do you have any suggestions?" The middle-aged man asked again after being quiet for a while, as if he was digesting Zhu Tong's words.
"Foretellers don't give advice." Zhu Tong smiled again, "Sir, have you ever thought about it, there is more than one path in life. Your temperament should be like a needle in a cotton wool, similar to an elephant, and an ox is like a wild animal, and is desperate for everything.
It's terribly rude; your best bet is to avoid it until you gather enough strength."
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, flashing a sharp light.
"I am a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. You should know that those who study traditional Chinese medicine must learn some numerology." Faced with such a look, Zhu Tong felt a little panicked; but he was even more sure of his judgment on the identity of the middle-aged man.
"Your surname." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand.
Zhu Tong had no choice but to hold hands with him: "Your surname is Li."
"My surname is Wang, Dr. Li, what criticism does this have on my surname?"
"You are the master when you stand out, hide your clumsiness as jade. This is a very cliché interpretation, but it is very suitable for Mr.'s current situation. There is no king now, the law is the king. You don't want to hide your clumsiness and want to break free, but how can you do it if you don't stand up?
Be your own master?" Zhu Tong has traveled around the world with his master for many years. The ability to tell fortunes is a child's skill that he learned since elementary school.
"Fresh?" The middle-aged man took two steps, carefully looked at the picture of the bull and the elephant drinking, turned around and asked again: "There must be a direction for going south and going forward, right? Dr. Li will give you some more advice."
Zhu Tong relaxed: "Phoenix City is in the southwest. Sir, you came here to relax, but there are still disputes in this small temple. This is a sign of conflict. The southwest is not suitable for you. If you are looking for a place with plenty of water,
There is water everywhere in the south. If you use water veins to interpret your travels, the people in the southeast are the most wealthy. Phoenix City has beautiful mountains and clear waters. It supports people but does not keep them. Sir, the peacock will fly to the southeast."
The middle-aged man smiled and became interested in Zhu Tong's identity as a doctor again. He stretched out his hand and said, "Doctor Li, please take my pulse. I haven't been sleeping well recently."
Zhu Tong shook his head and said: "Sir, he is not sick and has no insomnia. It's just that his left leg is a little weak. It was caused by sprained muscles and bones when he was young. There is no cure. However, I have a dog skin plaster. If the pain is severe, you can try it.
"Just a moment." His steps showed symptoms early on. Zhu Tong knew that the diseases that the doctors around middle-aged people couldn't cure must be stubborn diseases, and he definitely couldn't cure them.
"How much should I pay you?" The middle-aged man borrowed the soft dog-skin plaster that Zhu Tong handed over. He looked more relaxed and suddenly asked the price.
Zhu Tong didn't care about such a small amount of money. He stretched out a finger and said, "One cent, if you have any."
"It's really hard to find a penny, so I owe you. Dr. Li is so knowledgeable at such a young age. Sooner or later, he will skyrocket. We will meet again. I believe this day will come soon."
The old man turned around and glanced at the young woman.
The dispute was over, and a group of four high-rollers really sold the jade toad for 9,999 yuan. When they left the Tianwang Temple, the middle-aged man seemed to want to say something to Zhu Tong, but in the end he just nodded.
Zhu Yun counted the money and asked Zhu Tong: "You can get the money quickly. I can't do a few transactions like this in a year. Why don't you come and help me?"
"Brother Ming is settling accounts, can you afford me?"
"I can't afford to hire you, a playboy." The owner of Xiaoyun Village wanted to give a lot to the tour guide for a while. Thinking about Zhu Tong's daily life and style, he immediately gave up this idea and said to himself: "They
What’s the origin?”
"Brother, what you are doing is not a passing business. You must not be too greedy in the future, and you must set a suitable price. People who go out will be confused for a while, but they will eventually understand. If the evil spirits cost more than a thousand yuan, you must be careful with your customers.
Too much can easily lead to disaster."
The two junior brothers were talking, and it was getting dark. Mei Lanting called and asked them where they had been all day, and asked Ye'er what to do.
Zhu Tong couldn't go back unless Huang Hai came back. He was a little impatient when Huang Hai finally came back.
On the Hongqiao, Huang Hai, whose legs were covered with mud, looked troubled and excited. When he saw Zhu Tong coming over, he picked him up and ran away.
"Falled into the river? Don't worry, there's still time."
"You are too clean." Huang Hai looked at the sky before calming down, and immediately discovered Zhu Tong's flaw.
"You fell into the river, but I didn't." Zhu Tong avoided the Yellow Sea, and he tried to wipe the mud on his body on Zhu Tong's clean pants.
Although Phoenix is prosperous, there are not many decent shops for buying clothes. Zhu Tong only has two sets of spare clothes with him, and this pair of humble pants costs more than a thousand. This little liar who came from a bitter background hates wasting things.
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"Duohua takes us to find her mother every day, but------."
"But what? Did she come to Phoenix with you?"
Huang Hai nodded. Zhu Tong thought that the little tour guide would probably go to Huang Hai at night, and smiled bitterly: "I'd better be a bad guy and open a room later. Remember to lock the door at night and be quiet."
"Thank you, Dr. Li is such a good person." Huang Hai held Zhu Tong's hand gratefully, "There are not many friends like you."
"Not many. In two days you will know that I have many friends." The little liar thought to himself.
As soon as they entered the inn, the yellow dog raised by Mr. Chen was the first to jump up, bypass Zhu Tong and escape, making the little liar very embarrassed.
Ye'er was writing the word "ling". The room was full of newspapers filled with charges. She was so tired that her face turned pale. When she saw two people coming in, she looked angry.
Zhu Tong quickly stopped and said, "Miss Su, you can't write this word too much, it will kill you."
Mei Lanting covered his nose and frowned: "Where did you two go? Bah! Bah! We can't take any of them; one fell into the river and was dirty; the other one was worse and smelled all over. Dr. Li, you go
Did you go to the Miao family toilet for a trip?"
There was nothing outside. Once inside the airtight room, the air conditioner was turned on warmly. Although Zhu Tong's smell was washed and washed, it still couldn't be removed within a day or two. At this time, it evaporated and had nowhere to dissipate. In the room
It gradually became turbid and smelly, and even Ye'er frowned with a look of disgust.
"There are many medicinal herbs in the mountains. I took the time to make a plaster and will put it on for you later."
Ye'er shouted "No" to avoid the dog skin plaster that Zhu Tong took out. The smell was too unpleasant.
"Will putting this plaster on it make you better?" Mei Lanting endured the stench, took the plaster and smelled it: "I would rather die."
"Ms. Mei, let's treat Miss Su. I'm leaving. I'll stay in a room by myself today." Zhu Tong was also a little angry. He took out the silver needle and put it on the table. When he was leaving, he saw that none of the three people had the intention to stop him.
, shook his head, it seemed that the smell on his body was really very lethal.
With this excuse, Zhu Tong opened another room on the third floor, just above the room in Huanghai.
At midnight, the card game in the main room ended, and Mei Lanting called the door outside: "Doctor Li, can you say a few words?"
Zhu Tong put on his coat, opened the door, and asked with a smile: "Miss Mei comes to visit in the middle of the night. Are you not afraid of people gossiping? Aren't you afraid of the smell of me?"
The window of the room was wide open, and Zhu Tong washed it several times in half a night. Under the influence of the high-end shampoo, he felt better and the smell of the room was barely within the tolerable range.
"Children in the world are not afraid of gossip. Ye'er has gone to Huang Hai's room. I would like to ask Senior Brother Zhu: Is there any clue about the matter?" Mei Lanting put on a jacket and sat on the bed, revealing the tight underwear underneath and her chest.
The peak is towering.
Zhu Tong looked away: "Nothing, I can only say that my judgment is correct. The incident happened because of the Yellow Sea. He caused trouble here. Miss Su is the victim."
After hearing Zhu Tong tell what happened, Mei Lanting sighed: "I didn't expect it to be like this, hey! Brother Zhu, you have a chance. Ye'er actually has very conflicting feelings towards Huang Hai. She often regards him as
Brother, I can see that she has very subtle feelings for you."
"So you made trouble under the table yesterday." Zhu Tong flicked his forehead; "You know who I am, and there is no possibility between me and Miss Su."
"I'm here to help you." Mei Lanting's face turned slightly red, "You also like Ye'er. You have to go back to Shanghai anyway. Think about it. In fact, many things are possible."
"Miss Mei, how did you know that I was going back to Shanghai?" Zhu Tong sensitively realized that the girl in front of him was not that simple. She seemed to know a lot.
"Senior Brother Zhu, please forgive me for talking too much. Ma Ye is my grandfather and my master." Mei Lanting looked directly at Zhu Tong with a serious look on his face, without any intention of joking.
"What does the Sixth-Rank Meiyuan have to do with me?" Zhu Tong asked strangely. He thought he was just a minor figure in the world, with basically no abilities other than deception.
"The Bamboo Taoist was invited by my father to help you with your blessings. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the people from the Golden Buddha will come to you. The Bamboo Taoist will be on your side, and the Sixth-Rank Meiyuan will be on your side." Mei Lanting
After saying that, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhu Tong: "Taoist Bamboo has only one purpose in helping you, to maintain the orthodoxy of the eight sects of Jianghu. We help you because my father needs your help."
Zhu Tong pondered and said nothing. He had a good feeling about the Bamboo Taoist Priest, but he did not want to get involved in the disputes between the rivers and lakes.
"Monk Wuxu, Monk Snow, and the Eighteen Arhat Monk, you brothers may be able to handle it; but there is even more powerful one, the Living Buddha Suowonda from Weizang Butian Temple, who was obtained from Ningbagu Grandmaster Ming.
Even the bamboo Taoist priest was not sure about the seven seals of the illusory body that were passed down. Grandpa and the bamboo Taoist priest did not go to see the snow scene, they were going to stop Suowonda from coming to Phoenix City."
Mei Lanting looked a little depressed, and after a pause he said: "I received news from grandpa that the Bamboo Taoist priest was injured. He and Suowonda Living Buddha competed at the Red Cloud Golden Summit, and there was no winner. Grandpa wanted to send the Bamboo Taoist priest back to Jiangnan.
, Living Buddha Suowanda has also returned to Tibet. Brother Zhu, I know my grandfather’s temper. Taoist Bamboo must have suffered a loss, otherwise he would not have asked my grandfather to send him back.”
After Mei Lanting finished speaking, Zhu Tong's head immediately became bigger. Suowonda Living Buddha and Zhu Taoist, both of whom were masters who did not often take action, were evenly matched.
The injury of the Bamboo Taoist priest complicates the matter; whether Zhu Tong and the seventh-grade Zhumen want it or not, they already owe a great favor to the Bamboo Taoist priest, even the second-grade Taoist sect and the sixth-grade Meiyuan, and their relationship with the Golden Buddha has also become
Subtle.
Monk Wuxu is also very famous. He is the abbot of the Luohan Academy of the Golden Buddha Temple, the highest dojo of the first-class Golden Buddha. I have never heard of Monk Zhu Tong, the crazy snow monk, but he should be a powerful guy.
Most people in the world are still unclear about the true abilities of Brother Zhu Tong, but Zhu Tong himself understands that, let alone the Eighteen Arhat Monks, only one Wuxu monk and Big Fire Wheel have joined forces to find him. No need to ask, the victory or defeat has been determined.
Moreover, the monks have good reasons. Many of the actions of Master Xiaoyun can be said to be provocations to the first-grade Golden Buddha.
When Mei Lanting came forward to clarify all this to Zhu Tong, both Zhu Taoist and Ma Ye had already considered this very carefully. Zhu Tong understood this, but what he didn't understand was, what did Ma Ye want to do on his own? Mei Lanting
His father should be Ma Ye's son. What help would he need from himself?
Ye'er was calling Mei Lanting, but Mei Lanting declined Zhu Tong's questioning. She stood up and said softly: "I said these words to you today to remind you that when you go to the mountains with Huang Hai tomorrow,
You must pay attention to safety. It is best if Miss Su's illness can be cured. If you have difficulties, don't force it."
Mei Lanting left, and Zhu Tong thought about her last words, which actually meant that he didn't care about Ye'er's life or death.
Acting after making a decision is what the old liar has always emphasized; Zhu Tong still can't understand what is hidden in the clouds. He is thinking of another idea: just wait and see, the rivers and lakes will not work, and there are still police; the worst is to fight with them
After breaking his face, the Seventh-Rank Zhumen withdrew from the Eight Sects of Jianghu.
It's very simple, just dial a phone number to call the police and everything changes.
The old liar never taught his disciples to abide by the Tao of Jianghu. He only asked his disciples to abide by the rules of the sect as much as possible, not as necessary. The old liar said: There are no rules that liars must abide by.