Chapter 125: Master Leaves the Temple
125 The Master Leaves the Monastery
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Two days after Gao Yu'an knocked Song Erle out with one move, a long line formed in front of Ping'an Temple again.
The clay statue of the master, which is rarely seen in a century, is to be displayed today. Due to the publicity by Wang and his entourage, men, women, young and old in Ping'an Town all came to see it off early in the morning.
The master's departure from the temple is a big event. Even for the oldest person in the town, it is the first time that he has encountered such an event in all those years. There is a huge crowd of people.
The reputation of Ping'an Temple is there for you to see. If you don't go out and take a look, it would be like you have lived your life in vain.
"Get out of the way, don't touch my grandfather's crutches, you are so reckless."
Xiang Jiannan felt a huge amount of pressure as he was instructed many times by his master last night to stand at the entrance of the incense hall to maintain order.
He felt that there was no need to make such a big fuss about the removal of the clay statue of his master from the temple, but it was a pity that his master was a man who loved to show off.
The gate of the temple had just been opened for a short while, but soon after the earnest persuasion of Mr. Chen, Pei Dafa and others, the original plan was changed.
Sixteen muscular men rubbed their hands together, full of energy, and quickly tied up the clay statue of their master.
Two large red silk strips were laid out from the incense hall to the entrance of the temple. Under the eaves on both sides, tens of thousands of firecrackers were ready to go, and there was also music waiting to be played.
The old master of the Zhao family was supported by someone and looked very excited. He tried to speak several times, but was suppressed by other townspeople who were even more excited than him.
It was too noisy, and at his current age, he simply couldn't dominate the crowd in such a chaotic environment.
"Anjing, I need to ask the ancestor for help."
I don't know what I was discussing with the master in a corner of the incense hall. Finally, the conversation ended and Master Chen and Pei Dafa walked out one after another.
Pei Dafa made the announcement as a representative. With just one sentence, the crowd that was originally unable to stop talking instantly quieted down.
After coming before Master Zhao to ask for instructions and fulfilling his wish to speak, Old Man Chen returned to Pei Dafa again. As a few gongs and drums sounded outside the temple, the action of inviting the master to come out of the temple officially began.
"rise!"
Everyone craned their necks again.
The four of them worked in a row and exerted their muscles. After the leading man let out a low growl, Xiang Jiannan's ears were filled with squeaking sounds.
He saw that the men's expressions became somewhat painful, their teeth clenched, but they were unable to straighten up.
The clay statue of the master surrounded by the crowd seemed very heavy. The men tried hard for a long time, but it did not move at all.
The situation was temporarily at a stalemate. If they were forced to continue, the sixteen men would definitely be injured.
That’s not possible.
Standing outside the incense hall, he felt pain in his flesh. Seeing the men's painful faces, Xiang Jiannan couldn't help but look for his master.
He didn't expect this to happen. The clay statue of his master shouldn't be that heavy.
This was the reason why I thought my master was so ambitious. After discussing with him last night, the two of us worked together to move the clay statue of the master some distance away. To be honest, it was very easy. After grabbing the force point with both hands and applying a little force, the huge clay statue of the master was easily moved. The whole process was simple and painless. Until I stopped, I didn't even estimate the approximate weight of my hands.
Therefore, when he saw that it took sixteen men to lift the clay statue of his master, he felt dissatisfied. But now that he saw that they were unable to do it, he immediately realized that something was wrong.
Was it because of the master's efforts last night? Even so, this clay statue of the master is more than just that.
Old Taoist priest, please come out quickly and clear up this deadlock.
"Disciple Gao Yu'an, please once again, Master, please move aside!"
He walked straight to the entrance of the Taoist temple from the incense hall and knelt down a few hundred meters away. Gao Yuan looked at Xiang Jiannan after he finished speaking. When the other party came to his side and was about to kneel down, he immediately stood up to stop him: "Disciple, stand next to the carriage and wait. Remember to lend a hand when loading the carriage."
"yes."
He could only agree to his master's orders, and Xiang Jiannan also knew that he needed to obey in the current situation.
The situation has been determined. If the clay statue of the master is not brought out today, the residents of Ping'an Town who have come to watch the fun will definitely be the first to be unwilling. When they arrived beside the carriage and looked back, they saw sixteen men trying again at the signal of the old Taoist priest.
This time the effect was significant. After the roar, the men's bodies, which had shrunk, could finally stand up.
The clay statue of the master was lifted up, and sixteen men were walking towards him with extremely heavy steps.
Watching the clay statue approaching him little by little on the road where the crowd parted, Xiang Jiannan suddenly felt a little dazed for a moment. The clay statue of his master was still tightly covered by the Taoist robe, and the residents on both sides who were watching the excitement had already lowered their heads. It seemed as if he was looking directly into the eyes of the clay statue. Under the Taoist robe, he only felt a pair of eyes.
Bang bang bang bang bang~~~ It seems like I have been waiting for a century.
After carrying the clay statue of the master out of the Taoist temple, they rested for a long time and finally loaded it onto the carriage. Xiang Jiannan saw surprise on the faces of the sixteen men, an expression that started when he touched the clay statue of the master, and it also caused everyone to pause for a short while.
When the sound of firecrackers stopped and the master closed the door, the random thoughts in my mind stopped.
Amidst a farewell ceremony that was no less enthusiastic than that given to Chen Jingxuan during the provincial examination, the two carriages were ordered to start moving.
The destination was a county town, which did not require any fixed equipment, so he and his master followed behind.
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"Why don't you use something to cover the clay statue of our master?"
After the carriage moved forward and opened the curtains, Xiang Jiannan felt that their trip was too ostentatious. He stared at the carriage in front and asked softly.
The person driving the car outside was Wang Yihang. It seemed that this was the first time he had received such an important task, so his movements were stiff.
"Isn't it already covered?"
He didn't open his eyes when answering Xiang Jiannan's question. After saying goodbye to everyone, Gao Yuan kept his eyes closed and rested: "This robe is the only one in our temple that can be used. Don't even think about exchanging it for other things."
"Disciple, have you forgotten?"
That’s true.
Thinking of the scene where he used the Taoist robe to cover the clay statue of his master, Xiang Jiannan really forgot about the matter.
The weather is nice, so let’s go out and show off.
There's nothing I can do about it.
Yesterday, when he heard the master say that he would go into the city to repair the clay statue, he thought he had heard it wrong at first. He had become accustomed to facing his master who was covered by a Taoist robe, and suddenly hearing about the restoration found it strange.
"Do the three Taoist temples know?"
Still no idea what the situation in the city was. Seeing that his master was full of confidence, Xiang Jiannan asked again.
The master has not left Ping'an Temple in the past two days. When asked about it yesterday, the old Taoist said that he had already notified everyone.
Not very credible.
Thousands of miles of sound transmission? Don't you think highly of them?
"I know. After we enter the city, they will definitely come out to greet us."
"Pull the curtains. I want to take a nap."
After several bumps and jolts, he soon began to yawn and raised his hand to cover his eyes. After Xiang Jiannan lowered the curtain, his body tilted and his posture collapsed.
Very similar to Song Erle that night.
(End of this chapter)