Chapter 105 Chapter 105 is the only genuine version...
Gu Zhizhuo raised his eyebrows: "Are you possessed?"
If she is engaged, she becomes a wife; if she is elopement, she becomes a concubine.
Let me put it this way, anyone with a clear mind would not elope with someone for no reason.
Qingping nodded seriously, pressing down his mustache with his fingers, and said, "Her family thinks so too."
"Then what?"
Gu Zhizhuo was distracted by two things. On one hand, he urged him to continue, and on the other hand, he asked Qingmei to bring over the several cloth bags she had brought. She opened one of them, and inside was a brand new Taoist robe, not a monastic robe, but a casual blue robe.
She took out her Taoist robe and took credit for it, saying, "Master, I made this myself. I'm giving it to you."
"For your master?" Wuweizi was pleasantly surprised: "Great."
Girls are better because they are filial!
He took the Taoist robe with great care. The stitching was so fine, it must have taken a lot of thought from the child.
"Please try it on. If it doesn't fit, I can take it back for alterations."
Qingping's face was filled with envy, his eyes glued to his new Taoist robe. He said, "That's right, where were we just talking about... Oh right! That girl initially just wanted to meet the scholar every day, but later, she became determined to marry him. Her family came to me, saying she was possessed by an evil spirit and asked me to take a look."
In front of his master and junior sister, Qingping did not call himself a poor monk, and his words and actions were more free.
“It failed.”
Qingping spread his hands and said, "That girl is on a hunger strike, insisting her family agree to the other party's proposal, otherwise she will elope."
"Her family was so worried that they came over again. I thought since Master was here, I'd let him take a look...it fits perfectly! It fits perfectly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he did not forget to praise it.
"Master is dressed more like that now."
This sounds like the master is a charlatan.
Wuweizi also felt that it fit him well, whether it was the shoulder width, the sleeves, or the length of the robe, everything was just right.
I don’t know what material the Taoist robe is made of, but it is light, thin and breathable, and it doesn’t feel stuffy at all when worn in summer.
Gu Zhizhuo looked around and boasted, "My needlework is really good!"
"It fits perfectly." Wei Wuzi smiled so hard that his teeth were visible. "No need to change it."
"Master, just wear it and don't take it off."
"good."
Qingping asked eagerly: "Junior sister, where is mine..."
Gu Zhizhuo raised his head and smiled: "Senior brother has it too."
She opened the other two cloth bags, each containing a set of Taoist robes: "This is for my senior brother and the temple master."
Wuweizi's outfit was sewn by Gu Zhizhuo himself, while the Taoist robe of the abbot of Qingpinghe Temple was made by the sewing room. The material used was the same, Yunyan Luo from Jiangnan.
Qingping was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes: "It's good to have a little junior sister."
When he was in Tianxin Temple, he could only sew the holes himself.
Later, his fellow apprentices discovered his ability to mend clothes. Whenever someone's robe was torn, they would secretly exchange theirs for theirs. For a while, every morning when he woke up, his robe would be torn, and the holes would be different every day! Eventually, he stopped mending, and everyone wore torn clothes together, which is when his fellow apprentices gave up.
If he could go back to the past, he really wanted to slap himself to death for suspecting that his junior sister was a liar.
Qingping went to try on the new Taoist robe in ecstasy, and took the temple master away with him. After a while, the two of them came out wearing new Taoist robes.
Gu Zhizhuo had roughly estimated their sizes, but since Taoist robes are naturally loose, they fit them quite well.
"Can!"
Qingping couldn't help but touch his sleeves, holding a whisk and posing in various immortal-like poses.
Gu Zhizhuo applauded generously.
Qingping was even happier: "Junior sister, I'll give you another move..."
With a serious face, he threw the whisk into the air, raised one foot, stretched out one arm, and pointed the whisk at the courtyard gate, scaring the little Taoist boy who came to report the news so much that he jumped up.
The little Taoist boy stammered, "... Zhou, Zhou, Zhou Shanxin is here."
Qingping was not embarrassed at all. He put away his whisk in a serious manner and bowed to Wuweizi again. His attitude was so respectful that he could serve as a model for young Taoist children to respect their teachers.
"Master, please."
He winked at Gu Zhizhuo from an angle where the little Taoist boy couldn't see him. Gu Zhizhuo quickly frowned and supported Wuweizi.
Wuweizi stroked his white beard and said, "Zhuo'er, let me see how well you have learned the art of incantation."
Gu Zhizhuo said confidently, "Leave it to me."
Wuweizi took the lead. He was wearing a brand new Taoist robe and a peach wood sword on his back. He walked lightly, his clothes fluttering as he walked, and his silver whisk moving with the wind, as if he would step on the clouds and ascend to heaven at any time.
Gu Zhizhuo was stunned for a moment, then followed closely.
"My dear disciple, how is the one in your house doing these days?"
He was asking about Ji Nanke.
"My luck has gotten a bit worse. I've been able to take advantage of it several times." Gu Zhizhuo raised his chin, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I haven't been struck by lightning this month!"
My chest still aches, but I haven't vomited blood in a few days.
"Master, why do you think some people have separate bodies and souls?"
Gu Zhizhuo told Ji Nanke about how she once fell off a rockery, became stupid for several years, and then suddenly became fascinated by Jiangnan.
Wuweizi flicked his whisk and said, "Possessing a body?"
Ah! Gu Zhizhuo's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Even if a man or woman dies violently, his or her spirit can still rely on others and become a demon. (Note 1)
Gu Zhizhuo once thought that Ji Nan Ke’s situation was similar to his own, but if it was said to be possession, it was more like it.
Gu Zhizhuo pondered and said, "Master, Heaven would choose her, could it be because she is the one who possessed the body?"
Wuweizi did not answer directly, but said meaningfully: "The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and make up for the deficiency."
Gu Zhizhuo's lips moved slightly as he silently repeated these words, as if he had grasped something, but for a moment he couldn't say it, as if there was something stuck in his throat.
"Master, we're here."
Qingping's voice interrupted her thoughts.
The little Taoist boy led them to a side room and said goodbye together with the abbot.
Gu Zhizhuo was the youngest, so it was natural for him to go forward and knock on the door. Even though he was still outside, he could clearly hear the voices inside.
"...Zhang Lang is extremely talented and will surely pass the imperial examination next year. Why are you and Dad so snobbish?"
"Fourth sister, stop talking nonsense."
"Sister Nuo, please sit down first.
"Meow~"
Gu Zhizhuo: “…” What a mess!
She knocked three times with her fingers, and the door of the compartment quickly opened from the inside.
"Master, you're finally here." The next moment, his voice paused, "Sister? Why is it you!"
Zhou Liulang was stunned. After a long pause, he managed to utter, "What a coincidence?"
"Mr. Saturday."
After greeting them, Gu Zhizhuo looked inside. Standing in the side room were a woman in luxurious clothes and a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old. There was also a little kitten the size of a palm sitting alone on a round stool.
"Meow."
The kitten is a long-haired white cat, like a snow-white round ball.
The noble lady was Mrs. Zhou, whom Gu Zhizhuo had met before.
"Real people."
Zhou Liulang greeted them and respectfully welcomed them in.
When Zhou Liulang came yesterday, Qing Ping Zhenren said that Fourth Sister's illness was a bit troublesome and that he would ask his master to come and see her. Could this master be...
Qingping: "He is my master."
In front of outsiders, Qingping is very good at pretending and acting mysterious, which is particularly intimidating.
Zhou Liulang hurriedly saluted again. Madam Zhou bowed and urged, "Sister Nuo, quickly pay your respects to the Immortal."
The master of Qingping Zhenren has white hair and a youthful face, and has an immortal appearance. He is exactly the same as the Three Pure Ones in the painting.
Mrs. Zhou asked them to sit down and thanked them repeatedly.
The girl from the Zhou family, named Zhou Jinuo, sat on a round stool with her hands on her knees and her back straight, her face full of admiration as she said, "It's useless for anyone to come. Don't even think about separating me from Zhang Lang. I admire Zhang Lang's character and talent. If Zhang Lang weren't such a remarkable person now, I wouldn't be able to marry him. Why don't you, Mom and Dad, understand this?"
Zhou Liulang was so angry that he slammed his folding fan on his palm and interrupted, "What kind of character or talent does that kid have? He's just setting up a stall selling lanterns at the temple fair! He's already in his twenties and just passed the imperial examination, but his house is bare and the walls are leaking! How can this not be a case of evil spirits? My fourth sister would never be so blind."
Initially, when Zhou Jinuo said she had a lover, Zhou Liulang secretly went to inquire about it, thinking that if the man was acceptable, he could fulfill his fourth sister's wish. Their Zhou family did not necessarily rely on the fourth sister to arrange a marriage.
As a result, the scholar surnamed Zhang became arrogant, unmotivated, cynical, and kept complaining that the examiner had no taste. That would have been fine, but he also told everyone that a girl from a wealthy family had taken a fancy to him and was crying and shouting that she wanted to marry him.
"I'm not possessed." Zhou Jinuo said seriously, "Master Qingping performed a ritual last time, but it still couldn't change my feelings for Zhang Lang. Doesn't this prove that I'm sincere towards Zhang Lang?"
"No, no." Qingping shook his head and said sincerely, "It's just that I'm not very good at martial arts."
Mrs. Zhou pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
Zhou Liulang sighed, "I even found a newly-laid cat for Fourth Sister, hoping it would distract her, but she didn't even look at it."
"Meow."
Zhou Liulang said anxiously, "Please, Master, take a look and see if it can be healed."
If all else fails, we'll have to lock her up. We can't let her elope with that sour scholar.
Wuweizi stared at Zhou Jinuo's eyebrows for a while, counted on his fingers, and said, "Zhuo'er, you go."
"yes."
"Sister?" Zhou Liulang didn't understand. "You, you..."
He suddenly slapped his head. Oh, right, he had seen Miss Gu drawing talismans last time!
Moreover, only Master Wei Wuweizi was sitting, while Master Qingping and Miss Gu were both standing behind him as his disciples.
Gu Zhizhuo nodded, confirming his guess: "My master." He then turned to Qingping: "My senior brother."
After saying that, she ignored Zhou Liulang's astonishment and took the initiative to walk towards Zhou Jinnuo, took her wrist and looked down at her pulse.
"Gu Da..."
Why did Miss Gu go to study Taoism?! Madam Zhou wanted to ask a few more questions, but Zhou Liulang stopped her and told her to wait and see.
Gu Zhizhuo took out a meditation talisman, burned it with a candle, and poured the ashes into a cup of water.
Zhou Jinnuo turned his head away: "I don't drink."
"You don't have to drink it."
Gu Zhizhuo put his two fingers together like a sword and pressed them against her forehead.
"Heaven and earth have been divided, and the five thunders have begun to separate."
"All illnesses are caused by five things..." (Note 2)
"What are you doing? It's so rude."
Zhou Jinnuo managed to stand up, but he was less than three inches away from the stool when Gu Zhizhuo pressed his shoulders and pushed him back.
Now Gu Zhizhuo could barely use a stone bow, and his arm strength had increased a lot. This effortless movement made her unable to move at all.
Gu Zhizhuo's lips moved slightly, and the incantation he chanted gradually made Zhou Jinnuo unable to understand. Even though she couldn't understand it, the incantation lingered in her ears. She slowly calmed down and closed her eyes.
"Hurry up and obey the command!"
As he finished speaking the last sentence, Gu Zhizhuo drew a talisman on her forehead with his finger, then took the cup of talisman water on the Eight Immortals Table and poured it on her head.
Mrs. Zhou was shocked and was about to rush over, but Zhou Liulang grabbed her.
"Your sister..."
"Master Qingping did not stop it."
This shows that Miss Gu was indeed saving people.
"Mother, think about it, should I let my sister be splashed with the magic water, or let her jump out the window and climb the wall to elope with that sour scholar?"
Mrs. Zhou lowered her head helplessly. Yes, her daughter had already climbed over the wall once in the middle of the night. If the wet nurse had not discovered it in time, she might have really run away.
Gu Zhizhuo and Zhou Jinnuo were very close to each other, so the cup of talisman water would definitely not be spilled sideways. The water droplets mixed with talisman ash dripped down Zhou Jinnuo's hair and cheeks, soaking his clothes.
Zhou Jinnuo sat there motionless, with spots all over his fair cheeks.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Gu Zhizhuo tapped the Eight Immortals Table three times with his fingertips and called out, "Miss Zhou?"
Zhou Jinnuo suddenly raised his head, his eyes blank for a moment.
"Miss Zhou, do you still want to elope?"
Zhou Liulang clenched his folding fan tightly, fearing that she would say yes, and his heart was in his throat.
"Zhang Lang is talented and handsome." Zhou Jinuo frowned and thought hard, "If I could spend my life with him, this life..."
Her mind was a little confused, and she couldn't bring herself to say "no regrets in this life".
Gu Zhizhuo picked up the kitten and put it on her.
The little white ball sat obediently on her knees and made a sweet sound: "Meow~"
Zhou Jinnuo looked down at the cat and their eyes met.
The little ball tilted its neck and rubbed its cat face against her palm.
"Who is more handsome, it or Zhang Lang?"
The little dumpling opened his blue eyes wide.
Zhou Jinuo hesitated for a moment: "It?"
"Who is more talented, it or Zhang Lang?"
The little ball rolled on her knees, with its white and tender belly facing the sky.
Zhou Jinnuo said without hesitation: "It!"
"You can only choose one between it and Zhang Lang. Who do you want?"
“It it it!”
Zhou Jinnuo couldn't wait to pick up the cat and buried his head in its fluffy fur.
"Do you still want to elope?"
"I'm not going!"
Mrs. Zhou almost burst into tears when she heard this. God knows how she had been getting through these days.
Zhou Jinuo kissed the cat without looking up. "If I elope, what will happen to it? It won't be able to eat fresh fish and goat's milk, and it won't be able to do without a maid to take care of it and comb its fur! It's still so small."
"How could I bear to leave a cat like you in this cold house? If I take you away, I will be even more reluctant to let you live a hard life."
She gritted her teeth and said resolutely: "For you, sister will not leave!"
"Mee~~"
The little girl's voice became softer, and she stuck out her pink little tongue.
Gu Zhizhuo pressed his thumb against her forehead and quickly drew another talisman. Then he brushed off his sleeves, looked back, and said with a smile, "It's cured."
Mrs. Zhou looked at her son silently. Listening to what Sister Nuo said, this, this can't be cured! ?
Zhou Liulang tugged at her sleeve and said, "Just don't elope."
All right. That's fine. Having been tortured these days, Mrs. Zhou's expectations for her daughter have dropped to very low.
It is better to like cats than to be obsessed with the sour scholar.
"Miss Gu, thank you so much." Mrs. Zhou said anxiously, "Will Sister Nuo do it again after she returns?"
The last time Master Qingping finished the ritual and returned, my daughter was normal for a few days, but soon she returned to her old ways.
"Zhuo'er, did you find anything when you took my pulse?" Wuweizi asked as if testing me.
Gu Zhizhuo first performed a routine pulse diagnosis. Judging from the pulse, Zhou Jinnuo was in good health. Later, she used the Tai Su pulse method to determine Zhou Jinnuo's fortune.
"Miss Zhou's spirit is weak, and her fortune is very inconsistent, as if it has been forcibly changed. She went from being rich and prosperous to a life of hardship, with her husband being poor and her wife being lowly."
Zhou Liulang opened his folding fan and fanned it vigorously, trying to blow away the irritability in his heart.
Wuweizi nodded. This little disciple put in the least effort, but had the best understanding.
After learning the art of incantation for just a few days, I was able to use it quite well.
Zhuyoushu can be a curse or a blessing.
The young disciple used the method of "curse" to make the girl of the Zhou family transfer this lovesickness that should not exist to the cat, turning it into love for the pet.
"Zhou Shanxin." Wuweizi said with a kind face and a friendly attitude, "Where did you fall in love with that Zhang Lang?"
"temple fair."
Zhou Jinnuo answered with certainty.
The fact that she and Zhang Lang were destined to be together always lingered in her dreams, making her never forget them.
With a smile on her face, she recalled, "That day, my sixth brother took me to the temple fair. I saw Zhang Lang selling paper lanterns. He was handsome and talented..." She didn't notice that she kept saying these two words.
"he……"
Zhou Jinnuo couldn't quite remember what Zhang Lang looked like, but he seemed to be similar to the scholar selling calligraphy and paintings at the temple fair.
Never mind. Appearance doesn't matter.
"He's very talented, and I really liked the lanterns he made, so I went over to buy one, and he said he'd give it to me as a gift."
Wuweizi asked, "Is the lantern still there?"
"Yes." Madam Zhou said with a grim expression, "She has placed it at the head of her bed in her boudoir. No one is allowed to touch it."
"Can you fetch it?" Wuweizi stroked his beard and said, "I suspect there's a blessing spell on the lantern, and it's affecting Zhou Shanxin's soul."
Blessing spell? !
Gu Zhizhuo's breathing stagnated and his head was buzzing.
When my father's bones and soul were in the Western Frontier, they were suppressed by the Zhuyin Curse and he almost died.
Could it be that Changfeng Zhenren from Shangxu Temple has also come to the capital?!
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