Chapter 161 Xuanwei responds to the disaster!

The young King Qin and his sister left Zhongzhou Prefecture City without much ripples to this prosperous and large city.

The people still do whatever they should do and live as they should. It is better to say that there are more important things than these so-called trends of bigwigs. It is only a few days left before the New Year Festival, and the entire Zhongzhou has begun to enter the atmosphere of festivals.

The young Taoist priests were pulled out several times by the little Taoist priest Mingxin to buy New Year’s goods.

Yue Shiru spent the whole day studying how to get along with the Yang Refining Sword hanging down Lu Zu's building.

However, he volunteered to help the junior uncle and Zhenren Qi move the New Year goods.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin counted with his fingers: "I bought the fragrance of the ancestors, bought the meat and grain. The cabbage and radish in winter are piled up all over the room. Well, there are also peppers hanging on the kitchen, and the green onions in the corners and piles of green onions are taller than me."

The little Taoist priest Mingxin was very happy.

People on the road also had some joy on their faces.

Even though there are some sad things in this year and some obstacles that are not easy to overcome, it is finally over, and a time when both adults and children can relax a little. The little Taoist priest Mingxin is very happy because he can have two more people in the Taoist temple when he is staying up with the New Year this year.

I was so happy that I saw familiar people on the road and laughed loudly and said hello.

Everyone replied to him a few words. At this time, everyone was very relaxed. This touched the little Taoist priest's head and stuffed a handful of melon seeds into his arms. This pinched the little Taoist priest's little face, and stuffed two big pears into his sleeves. Along the way, he was already full of food in his arms.

The little Taoist priest held his arms full and stood on the road home in a straight line.

When he returned to the Taoist temple, the three yellow chickens came up to peck at the melon seeds to eat. The old Taoist priest was writing couplets. There were familiar pilgrims on the table who sent some New Year goods. Although the Lianyang Temple is of great seniority, counting the generations above is the Taoist tradition passed down by the ancestor Chunyang, it is not famous after all and has little wealth. Every year, the old Taoist priest would draw a few talismans and write some Spring Festival couplets to send to others.

The little Taoist priest placed the New Year's goods on the table, then ran to see that there were a few more small urns. When he opened it, it contained the pickled vegetarian dishes. He became happy and said, "Did the Master and the others send the New Year's dishes for the New Year this year?" There was no such big conflict between the Taoist and the monk, and they were all monks and practitioners.

Due to the precepts, monks from many schools do not eat meat.

Just make some special things on vegetarian dishes.

Also, because there are not many flavors of green leafy vegetables in winter, in order to preserve them, I have come up with a lot of ideas about pickled vegetables. The Taoist priests who make pickled vegetables are called [Borrowing Meals]. Because such dishes are so easy to serve, they need to go to other people's houses to borrow rice to eat. This is naturally an exaggeration, but you can also know that this dish is excellent.

The old Taoist finished writing the couplet and chatted with the visiting guests.

The little Taoist priest found a fruit plate that only used during the Chinese New Year, and placed all kinds of nuts on it. When the New Year is around in winter, the old Taoist would heat a pot with white tofu boiled in white water and cut into cubes. It was the most delicious when the underground mouth was steaming. There was a vegetarian dish delivered by the master of a Buddha temple not far away next to it.

While looking at the scenery, roasting on fire, some familiar people will come to visit each other. The older ones will talk about the past year, while the younger ones will let go of their belly and eat it. There are melon seeds, red dates, peanuts, some hearts, and big oranges. They can be broken and eaten, and they will be able to eat it when they are full. Then they put the orange peel on the stove to bake.

You can smell a bit burnt and fruity smell, take a deep breath, and your stomach is warm.

As long as you eat too much melon seeds and peanuts, you will not be able to eat many delicious foods the next day.

The little Taoist priest was very happy and pointed to the house that had never been burned and was a little cold, saying, "Dangdang, Dangdang, this is the best thing here, Uncle Qi, and Cough, Yue Xiaosun, when it's the New Year's Day, there will be these things to eat on the first day of the New Year!"

He opened the lid of the big bamboo woven, and placed black bowls inside. There were various meat dishes, including sliced ​​pork, Sixi meatballs, fermented bean curd meat made from the color and taste of fermented bean curd, and crispy meat fried with flour. Because it was a meat dish, it was sealed with oil and placed in this cold house. It can be sealed for a long time in winter. During the New Year Festival, it was taken out and steamed when it needed to eat, so that it would be convenient for entertaining relatives and friends.

"Hey, these are delicious."

"You guys will definitely like it."

The little Taoist priest Mingxin's eyes were bright. He followed the teacher's appearance and stroked his beard and said, "Hmph, you should look forward to it. You will be very happy that day. It's a pity that the teacher always said that I'm still young and I'm still young, so I won't teach me how to cook these dishes."

"But it doesn't matter. I can learn it even if I'm one or two years old!"

"Ha, you little guy."

The old Taoist priest couldn't help laughing.

Qi Wuhuo stood on the hillside where Lianyang Temple was. Looking outside, he saw the joy of the entire city and the changes in the world. It was so beautiful that he had only been here for a month or two. The many things he saw were more choices than his past life, and even his mood seemed to ease.

He couldn't spend the New Year's Day last year, and it seems that this year is OK.

While walking on the street this day, the young Taoist bought a big word "Fu" and a small post posted on the screen wall after entering the door. The red paper dipped in golden ink, and four words were written down. The young Taoist tossed and turned around and felt that he liked it very much.

Everything is safe.

There are two ornaments, one is a peaceful knot woven with red ropes. The tassels are hanging down and a small, not expensive beads are also hidden. Girls in the world will buy such ornaments during the New Year Festival, and they will hang them on the side of their clothes. They will hang them down. When they walk around, the red tassels will sway slightly, which is a good-looking and cost-effective pastime.

The young Taoist used the money he had earned from collecting herbs and bought a slightly better one.

There is jade hanging on it.

The Mingzhen Dao Alliance was entrusted to find it. This jade is said to make the mind clear and there are no worries.

I wish you naturally.

The young Taoist chose this among the two jade materials for the blessing of the blessing of Wenqu prayer. After all, if Wenqu prayer is useful, Uncle Niu will definitely bother the Wenqu Star Lord every day. Is it better to hope to be happy during the New Year Festival in the world? Or not to mention things that will make Yunqin unhappy.

The other is a bracelet woven with five-color silk thread.

In many places, the customs are used to weave bracelets on the Dragon Boat Festival and the New Year Festival to decorate them with five-color threads to exorcise evil spirits, and it will take at least half a day to wear them.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin said curiously: "Uncle Qi, this is from the girl's house, we should use this!"

He raised his hand, and there was a new wooden sword in his hand!

There was also a dragon that was not very good-looking if it was seen by Xuanfeng and Jiaotu, and he would have laughed loudly. The little Taoist priest waved the new wooden sword, then danced a sword flower, carried it behind him, looking like a master's demeanor, and then said: "How is it!"

Yue Shiru was dumbfounded.

Lu Zu hung his sword here. Could it be that this uncle of the junior master did not practice swordsmanship?!

When I was young, I made this radius of ten miles, and the headless swordsmanship of Caihua was better than this handsome, right?

The young Taoist put the red rope jade pendant into his hand and replied gently:

"Yeah, very good."

So Yue Shiru was also solemnly facing this [bastard]-level sword technique.

The real person said yes.

That must be good!

I don't think so.

That must be my problem!

Have to observe carefully!

Yue Shiru was seriously studying sword skills with his uncle. The Taoist felt very happy when he was playing with someone. The old Taoist was refining elixir. The three yellow chickens were walking in all directions, lowering their heads to peck at the seeds baked with fruit trees, thinking about why his chickens had never eaten such seeds?

I sighed again, why are there not many little hens?

The young Taoist's spirit "hears" the sighs of the three yellow chickens, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Holding the red rope and jade beads in hand, everything you see in front of you is peaceful.

The Taoist temple ahead, the world behind it.

The boy bears a sword.

Even when everyone in the world is happy and relaxed, the young Taoist, although he felt a feeling of relaxation, he still did not relax his own practice. He still practiced the Taoist [Qi Refining] on that day, neither fast nor slow, nor force, but naturally practiced to the level of a real person.

The soul is clear, the nature is natural, reflecting all things.

Qi Wuhuo suddenly saw the wind blowing, and heard the wind chimes shaking under the Taoist temple. He subconsciously opened his eyes and walked out the door. He saw that the clouds outside suddenly became extremely thick and heavy, his eyes widened, and the entire city suddenly expanded. Next to the Taoist, the jade book given by Tao Taigong spread out, and the mountains and rivers of the entire Zhongzhou were presented.

The entire Zhongzhou was shrouded in the terrifying and heavy black clouds, and it was rolling up.

The young Taoist saw a flash in front of him, and he saw the little medicine spirit sleeping there, curled up. When Qi Wuhuo smiled and wanted to greet him, he suddenly heard an angry roar. Then a tiger shrouded under the black aura opened his mouth and swallowed the little medicine spirit into his mouth. His sharp teeth were bitten, leaving only a tender scream.

Qi Wuhuo's pupils contracted and he stepped forward suddenly, but suddenly he saw a cliff under his feet.

See the mountains and ridges.

All burned and turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Suddenly, my heart hurt, I lowered my head, and saw a sword piercing my heart, ripples appeared in front of me, and the light behind the reflection was the mandrill that he killed, with red eyes.

The young Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.

Breathing is a little rapid and thin sweat develops on the forehead.

The scenes just now were just hallucinations, and the time passed was not long. The young Taoist said to himself: "The Taoist practitioners have a whim, and the heart is the nature. This is a warning to the spirit... Something is about to happen, and the little medicine spirit is in danger of death, and reminds me that I cannot participate in it, otherwise there will be a possibility of death..."

He pressed his heart and the moment of death felt extremely heavy!

It’s like the moment when a person stepping on the air and falling off a cliff while dreaming, it’s strengthened hundreds of times.

"Is this the reason for escaping disasters?"

Qi Wuhuo suddenly heard a roar.

He lowered his head and saw the side hanging on his waist. The mirror, which had a lot of connection with the Northern Emperor, trembled violently, emitting layers of light, illuminating the Sutra Pavilion. Qi Wuhuo's spirituality was clear. He realized something, grabbed the mirror, and walked out.

He saw the wind blowing, and the wine flags danced.

He heard the wind chimes dancing on the Taoist temple.

When I raised my head, I saw that the sun was clear, but I could see the stars, as if I had stopped moving. I had seen the clouds pressing down from afar, rolling up thickly. People's mood was not affected by such things. They were just playing happily, talking about whether it would snow.

Hearing people saying something pleasant:

"Everything is safe!"

"Everything is safe!"

Yue Shiru suddenly felt something, turned his head and saw the young Taoist standing in place, waving his Taoist robe.

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes and knew from the reminder of his spirit that something might be abnormal this time, and the mountains were the first to be affected. The old Taoist looked at the young Taoist in curiosity and asked with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Qi, what's wrong? Did you forget to buy something?"
To be continued...