Chapter 179

179 After several days of efforts, the matter of Wang Yihang becoming a registered disciple finally cooled down.

Contrary to Xiang Jiannan's expectation, he only felt a slight impact in the first three days. After three days, the number of pilgrims coming to Ping'an Temple reached a small climax, with people coming in an endless stream from morning to night.

This situation continued for a few days until Wang and his group ran into the temple to help out all day, and then the number of people coming to burn incense gradually decreased.

Mr. Chen gave Wang and his party a holiday and ordered him to come to Ping'an Temple to help and do his part.

"Brother, you just sit here, I will take care of the outside."

Now wearing green Taoist robes, Wang and his party continued to maintain great enthusiasm as a new day began.

This was his third day helping out at Ping'an Temple. Gao Yuan had given him the Taoist robe himself after the temple closed on the first night, and it fit him perfectly.

Last night he and Xiang Jiannan squeezed into a room. Before daybreak, he excitedly opened the door and started cleaning.

When Xiang Jiannan and Gao Yuan came out of the house, a steaming hot breakfast was already placed on the stone table.

It was brought by Wang Yixing from home.

"No need to follow me around so much. Our Ping An Temple is not an inn."

I always felt that Wang Yihang running in and out was very much like a waiter in an inn. Sitting in a corner of the temple with a scripture in his hand, Xiang Jiannan thought of the time when he first started working.

There are actually not many people entering the temple now. Every move of Wang Yihang reminds him of his youth.

It’s just a matter of another world. Although I am still in my twenties now, I have lost the enthusiasm I had before.

Xiang Jiannan is now suffering from laziness.

"I've just started, so I should be more diligent."

He gave Xiang Jiannan a naive smile, turned around and ran forward as soon as he finished speaking. Wang Yihang soon returned to the position that he thought he was responsible for.

At the gate of Ping'an Temple, people are welcomed and seen off.

He didn't need any instructions these past two days and he had already found his own place in Ping'an Temple.

A person looking into the distance often feels inexplicably happy, which makes the young Taoist Xiang Jiannan really envious.

"Disciple, come in and help me make a few talismans."

Tea has been supplied continuously since Wang and his party entered the temple every day. After he left, Xiang Jiannan slowly poured a cup of tea while basking in the sun, feeling quite emotional.

It's comfortable to have a junior brother taking care of me. In two days, I was almost crippled by his service. Although I sometimes felt that this was not good, facing the enthusiasm of Wang Yihang, I could not refuse. It was really like the old saying: pain and happiness.

No wonder the master has always refused to accept disciples. After two days of observation, I found that no matter how busy or not, Ping'an Temple only needs two Taoists. Every extra person means that there will be another person doing nothing.

"Making a talisman?"

He looked up and saw his master standing at the door of the incense hall calling him. Seeing the old Taoist holding a brush in his hand, Xiang Jiannan had to stand up with a puzzled look on his face.

Maybe even the master couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued like this, wouldn't he be in danger? Competition among peers was the most deadly. Was the old Taoist pointing a finger at him? For something like making talismans, it shouldn't be his turn for a while. Most of the income of Ping An Temple was earned from it, and the old Taoist had always been in charge.

Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation? "Do you really want me to do it?"

When he entered the incense hall, he saw several pilgrims standing inside. Not knowing what the old Taoist priest was planning, Xiang Jiannan looked at all the tools and confirmed again.

The old master wanted to write himself. Before I came in, I thought he was asking me to help him.

He had little confidence in his ability to make talismans, especially in front of several outsiders.

It's okay to entertain yourself alone.

"A talisman will do. No need to go to all that trouble."

In front of several pilgrims, Gao Yuan suddenly praised Xiang Jiannan with a smile: "The talisman paper made by my disciple is different from that of the old Taoist priest. Please remember to look carefully later."

After he finished speaking, he signaled Xiang Jiannan that he could start writing. Several people gathered together as if they were facing a big event, and called Wang Yihang, who was standing at the door doing nothing, to come in.

When senior brother draws the talisman, you must watch him.

Just write the word "An".

Having spent some time on the talisman-making process and keeping Gao Yu'an's previous teachings in mind, Xiang Jiannan picked up the brush and breathed a sigh of relief.

I couldn't refuse this kind of occasion, it was not the time to be humble, so I deliberately wrote in a very sloppy handwriting, and finished it in one go without any mistakes.

He made six or seven pictures in succession, each of which looked different, until the old Taoist priest said that it was ready, and then he stopped writing and let everyone admire it.

I can hardly recognize the word "An" (An) myself, but judging from the expressions of the pilgrims, they seemed quite satisfied.

The master is not afraid of losing face...

He, Xiang Jiannan, is naturally fearless!

"As expected of you, you are the disciple of the old Taoist priest. This is a lucky charm."

There was nothing different to be seen. When Xiang Jiannan made room for him, the pilgrim who spoke first was stuck when he was halfway through his words.

They don't understand talismans, so as long as they can't understand them, it's fine. The old Taoist priest just mentioned the difference, but he spoke too quickly and didn't think too much about it.

Originally, after learning that there were not many amulets left, I wanted to see how the Taoist priest made one. Unexpectedly, after he got ready, he called his disciple over.

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There is not even a comparison.

"Did you see clearly?"

Picking up a peace charm made by Xiang Jiannan from the table, Gao Yuan gave the young Taoist a bad impression. He took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, aligned his left and right hands, and began to compare them facing everyone: "The biggest problem with the peace charm made by my apprentice is that it lacks the right temperature. It seems to be fine, but in fact, the hidden danger is very big."

"This is why the amulets in our temple are so expensive. This amulet in the Taoist's left hand has thirty years of cultivation. How can it be blocked?"

These two sentences made Xiang Jiannan look dazed. Several pilgrims were confused and nodded repeatedly.

"Ginger is indeed more experienced, old Taoist priest, please don't refuse. We have come all the way here just for this matter."

"30 taels can buy peace, and I'm afraid your Ping'an Temple is the only one in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

"I want a few more!"

Are you comparing me to this?

Only at this moment did he understand the master's intention of asking him to make a talisman. Standing aside and listening to everyone's flattery, Xiang Jiannan was speechless.

I really don't have that ability.

Compared to the talisman paper made by my master, I can only endure it even if I hear him bragging.

These pilgrims were really easy to deceive. Judging from their faces, they were probably not locals. He also thought that he had found out the role he could play in the future. He laughed dryly and walked out of the incense hall.

It’s hard to say whether Master has thirty years of practice or not, but the aura he displayed just now was truly amazing.

When will I be able to become as good as him and conquer everyone with just words?

"Brother, your talisman."

After walking out of the incense hall and squatting back to his original position, Wang and his party soon followed him out of the incense hall, holding the amulets made by Xiang Jiannan in his hand.

Needless to say, he admired Xiang Jiannan so much that when he came out of the incense hall, he secretly cursed those pilgrims for not knowing what he was talking about.

"I'm giving it to you. There's no use for me to keep it."

He raised his head and signaled Wang Yihang to handle it on their own. He took the scripture and turned to the page he had read before. Xiang Jiannan did not look up again after that. Not long after the surroundings returned to silence, he suddenly heard a bang coming from outside the temple gate.

Just as he was about to stand up, he saw Wang Yihang running in in a panic. He spoke in a loud voice, as if he was worried that someone in the temple couldn't hear him: "Oh no, brother, your amulet hurt someone. I just gave it to her to take a look."

The amulet hurts people! It belongs to me, Xiang Jiannan?

He stood up from the ground with a confused look in his eyes, not believing what Wang Yihang said at all. Xiang Jiannan saw his master coming out of the incense hall at this time, and he was not affected at all. He just said to the pilgrims behind him as he walked:

"This is the disadvantage of not being able to master the skill. It is easy to cause accidental injuries from time to time. Do you understand now?"

"Where is the person? Take me over to have a look."

(End of this chapter)