Red Dog Day is also the Little New Year's Day, which is a traditional festival.

Legend has it that Red Dog is a god of anger, and it will definitely be unlucky for those who meet him. You cannot pay New Year's greetings on this day, and you will quarrel with whom you wish to. It is not advisable to go out on this day and do not eat rice. This day is the day when rats get married, setting off firecrackers to drive away rats, burning door god paper and other customs.

Zhang Yifang didn't understand these things and did not take them seriously. Li He frowned: "Today, these Taoist priests have committed taboos... Visiting relatives and friends this day will bring bad luck to others!"

As the saying goes, ten miles are different, hundreds of miles are changed to rules, and there are various customs in various places. In the area of ​​Sihu County, it is a taboo to not visit relatives and friends in the third day of the lunar month. However, China is too big and the customs are different in different places. Since these Taoists chose to come to Sanqing Temple on this day, I believe that this day would be a good day in their opinion.

Li He accidentally said something, and Zhang Yifang heard it in his heart. Looking at the lake in the distance, he whispered: "There are customs in various places, and the teachers grow up here, and they should be influenced by the customs in this place. These fellow Taoists chose to come to visit today, and they may not be able to climb the mountain and will anger the teacher..."

"Master, I can't follow you up the mountain. If you have the chance to visit Sanqing Temple..." Li He jumped ashore from the boat. Li He is a native of Lizhuang Village. Since he knows this custom, he can't go to Sanqing Temple again, otherwise he would deliberately bring bad luck to Sanqing Temple.

Now these customs have gradually disappeared with the development of the times, but there is still a large market in the countryside. Li He did not believe these before, but now Zhang Daoran's various strange abilities make Li He understand that the world is too big and many things that ordinary people cannot understand exist. If the Red Dog really exists, it will anger Zhang Daoran when he reaches the Sanqing Temple, which is not cost-effective.

Zhang Yifang had nothing to worry about. These Taoist priests came to visit without understanding the local customs. They suffered the consequences.

He was rowing the boat and slowly approaching the island in the middle of the lake. Zhang Yifang's face was a little strange. There were less than 100 meters apart. He vaguely heard someone calling for help, some laughing, some singing loudly, and some reciting scriptures...

"Are they trapped in the formation?"

When he first went up the mountain, Zhang Daoran told Zhang Yifang that there were formations around the island in the middle of the lake. The steps up the mountain were simple illusion god formations. Only those with destiny would not be affected and those without destiny would be teleported down the mountain.

As for the formations in other places, the formations are trapped in them, and they will fall into the world with one step. Although there will be no danger, they can also make people fall into their own thinking world... Today is the third year of junior high school, and the custom here is that it is not suitable to visit relatives and friends. These Taoist priests of various schools came to visit their teachers today and have suffered now.

When the boat approached the dock, Zhang Yifang saw someone wet and shivering with his arms. There were about twenty small boats stopped at the pier, and the villagers were at a loss when they stood on the boat. Zhang Yifang quickly approached the dock: "All lay people, please help me to fold some reeds. These fellow Taoists fell into the water and were frozen in the cold. They took some reeds and burned them to keep warm..."

"Okay Taoist priest..."

Several villagers recognized Zhang Yifang and quickly rowed to fold the reeds. Zhang Yifang then looked up the steps up the mountain. There were only dozens of Taoist priests, some of whom were dressed in a garment, and some took off their pants, constantly doing some weird movements, and that ferocious...

Some dance and sing, with excitement on their faces. Some sit cross-legged, muttering words in their mouths, and reciting scriptures. Some run around the mountains and jump into the water with a thud... Some kneel on the ground and keep kowtowing, some lie on the ground and crying, and some keep shouting for help...

Everyone has a different expression, and it can be said that there are all kinds of people.

"Tao Master, are they trapped in the formation?"

The villagers who did not leave asked Zhang Yifang.

At first, these villagers felt interesting. When they saw these Taoist priests in various ugly ways, they all thought they had watched the fun. After a long time, they felt that there was no meaning. Three of the middle-aged women even turned their backs to the island in the middle of the lake and did not dare to look around.

"I'm trapped in the formation. Today is Red Dog Day. It's not advisable to visit relatives and friends. Teachers grew up here, maybe they're avoiding these..."

The mysterious magical formation that went up the mountain has now been changed to the mysterious formation, one step at a time. These Taoists have different thinking and fallen into different worlds. This is why they have different expressions and actions.

Only the Youxizi sitting cross-legged, Zhang Yifang still had a good impression of him and was reciting the scriptures. The other Taoist priests were ugly and completely interpreting their inner world. Especially the young Taoist priests who were doing indecent actions...

"Hey......"

The villagers sneered: "I came to visit the Taoist priest and didn't understand the local customs. I deserve it..."

Several Taoist priests on the dock, with their wet faces ashen and trembling. It is the severe winter season. Even after the Spring Festival, it is still very cold at this time. One of the middle-aged Taoist priests smiled bitterly and said, "The customs have changed due to the region. Our Taoist sect, the third day of the first lunar month is the birth of Sun Tianyi. As disciples of the Taoist sect, they often give porridge and trestle to go down the mountain to treat diseases... I didn't expect that Zhang Zhenren has different beliefs from us."

The Taoist sects are different in rules and festivals. These Taoist sects from the Five Mountains are somewhat different from the Sanqing Temple. Zhang Yifang frowned: "I don't know what are the differences in your customs, I only know that you have angered the teacher now..."

"Forget it, forget it, I'll help you plead for mercy and let you leave..."

Zhang Yifang climbed to the dock and sank into Dantian: "Teacher, the punishment has been punished, let them go..."

Zhang Yifang has not been practicing for a long time, but he has been able to guide the energy into his body, absorb the spiritual energy and expand the dantian, and replenish the soul. This sound is mixed with spiritual energy. Although it is not vast, it is also ethereal and misty and spreads far away.

The Taoist priest in the formation was not affected, but the Taoist priest on the dock looked at Zhang Yifang in surprise: "The real boy has such a real state!"

Compared with ordinary people like them who are difficult to practice, Zhang Yifang has a big gap with them even if he only practices for a few days.

They were surprised by Zhang Yifang's outstanding performance. The Taoist priests on the steps of the mountain were suddenly stunned. The formation was lifted and they woke up from the illusion. Some Taoist priests quickly got up from the ground and tidied up their Taoist robes. Some hurriedly lifted their pants, leaving a hint of regret and a little ashamed in their eyes...

Just when these Taoists were panicking, a neutral and peaceful voice came from the top of the mountain, and the sound was like talking in his ears: "Enter a domain, and guard the method of a domain. Go to a place, and respect the customs of a place. I have known your purpose, so you can leave..."

Zhang Yifang carried the things and went straight up the mountain. This time he bought a lot of things, not something he could carry once or twice. He was about to start cooking lunch again, and all these things had to be transported back to the top of the mountain in a short time.

As for the thoughts of those Taoists or were very disappointed, Zhang Yifang couldn't control them.

“Go back…”

Yuxizi, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up, feeling a little regretful, and saw everyone's expressions and all kinds of ugly things just now. Yuxizi regretted coming to worship the mountain with these people: "When the real person opens the mountain gate, let's come again."
Chapter completed!