Chapter 25: The Second Fish Disaster: Xuanmen is about to perish
In Fengcheng, the Changfeng Temple on Lubo Mountain is as popular as ever.
The interpretation of fortune at this temple is effective, and the scenery is pleasant. It is a rare secluded paradise and a blessed land.
However, this is also the core meeting place of the Zhu League. Every year around Grain in Ear, the head of the Alien Management Bureau takes the lead and gathers the leaders of the four temples, three surnames, two clans and one faction here to discuss major plans.
Having said that, the things discussed back and forth every year are actually pretty much the same.
For example, whether to suppress the cliques of the Three Death Sects, how to support and train the younger generation, how to divide the newly discovered resources, whether certain evil arts should be banned, and whether to expel the monks who violate the ban from the Taoist sect, etc.
This year is a little different.
In the guest hall behind the Sanqing Hall, the man wearing an executive jacket sitting on the main seat was none other than the Director of the Abnormal Management Bureau, Bai Jingze.
Others took their seats one after another. There were Taoist priests in robes, sorcerers wearing silver crowns, Buddhist monks holding bowls, and monks dressed in modern clothes.
Bai Jingze looked calm and leisurely blew the tea leaves in the thermos cup until he caught a glimpse of someone entering the room. He then stood up solemnly and respectfully led the newcomer to sit on his right.
This person is none other than the abbot of Qingcheng Temple, Taoist Lingsu Wang Suqing.
She is the oldest. Eighty or ninety years ago, she and her senior brother Lingxuan Taoist Meng Bujiu became famous all over the world. As long as she is alive, Xuanmen will have a magic needle to stabilize the sea.
The old man from the Fangshi Ying family leaned on a cane, looking like a shriveled and muddy old toad, his cheeks bulging as he spoke: "Director Bai, what do you think about what the Ruan family kid said?"
Bai Jingze looked at the empty seat on his left and said, "Third Master, let's wait until everyone is here before we talk."
Third Master Ying hummed strangely, "Master Bai was not at the meeting last year, and I guess he won't come this time either."
His tone was gloomy: "This is what happens when you become a monk halfway through your life. You don't know the etiquette."
This statement was meant to insult the Bai family, and of course also involved Bai Jingze.
He frowned and didn't respond.
The burly monk stood up, his voice rising from his dantian, resonant and powerful, like a morning bell. "There has been no sighting of 'Xiao' for hundreds of years. In my opinion, those ancient texts are insufficient to support this claim. How could such an immortal ghost possibly exist in this world?"
The sorcerer on the other side disagreed: "Monks don't tell lies, but you, a monk, are making up stories. Nothing is absolute. I support what the Third Master said. It's better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go."
Meng Chengyin of the Taiqing Palace pushed up his narrow-rimmed glasses and said, "This move is too radical. We need to discuss it further."
On the other hand, Master Song of Miaoxuan Temple, also one of the "Four Great Temples", said: "Even if it is not 'Xiao', it should be eliminated as soon as possible to prevent it from harming the world."
The monk laughed so hard that the table shook. "Master Song's relatives have brought disaster to the human world countless times. If I remember correctly, my junior brother was killed by the Song from the Three Death Sect."
Master Song's face turned pale. "I have long since drawn a clear line between myself and that family. It is totally unreasonable for you to slander me like this!"
Everyone was trying to persuade him, fan the flames, or watch the show. For a while, the living room was in an uproar.
Bai Jingze rubbed his brows and was about to restore order when he suddenly heard a noise outside the door.
With the sound of wheels rolling over the blue bricks on the ground, a tall Taoist boy with broad shoulders and broad back appeared at the door, pushing a wooden wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair was a young man in a white robe and black hair. He had clear eyebrows and eyes and a cold temperament. The corners of his robe covered the backs of his feet. His hands were placed on his knees, holding a lotus flower still covered with dew.
"The water lotus that has just bloomed in the temple is a gift to you all to soothe your liver fire."
Bai He also hinted at something and casually handed the lotus to the Taoist boy. The boy took it stiffly and put it in the glass jar beside him.
In this way, everyone saw the true face of the burly Taoist boy - it was made of wood, and the facial features of "Old Man Ding" were casually drawn with a brush dipped in ink.
Everyone was not surprised, but they were unusually obedient and stopped making a fuss.
"Master Bai, how come you have time to chat with us this time?" The sorcerer in the silver crown and Miao skirt laughed. "Master, have you ever seen that mysterious female ghost?"
"No," Bai He said calmly, "My legs and feet are not good, so I can't go far."
Everyone's eyes silently swept over his feet, as if they had thought of something terrible, and they all shifted their gazes.
Wang Suqing, who had been keeping out of the matter, put down her teacup and said, "It's just a wandering ghost. There's no need to completely eradicate it."
Her words were like the final word. Bai Jingze had a plan in mind and cleared his throat: "Then we'll talk about this ghost matter later."
Even though Third Master Ying was resentful, he didn't dare to disobey Taoist Lingsu's decision in person. He could only grit his teeth and force a smile: "Master Bai, did you come all the way here just to invite everyone to enjoy the flowers?"
Bai He also clapped his hands, and a handsome Taoist boy walked in with a QR code sign in his hand.
The Taoist boy smiled amiably: "Good morning, seniors! This is the online store jointly established by our Changfeng Temple and Fengcheng Culture and Tourism. Welcome everyone to come and support us!"
After scanning the code, the interface indeed showed [Invite friends to help and receive Changfeng Temple incense, wax, paper and candles for free].
Master Ying San was choked. He had always been conservative and was now under pressure from the sudden emergence of the Foreign Control Bureau. He had long been dissatisfied.
So he slammed the table and said, "A Taoist monk should have lofty aspirations. How can you indulge in worldly gains? You are simply forgetting your ancestors!"
His words were so enlightening that everyone present lowered their heads in shame.
Third Master Ying pulled back a point and said proudly, "Little friend Meng, don't you want to say a few words?"
Meng Chengyin lowered his head and said in a gentle tone: "Sorry, I will help my daughter's friend first."
Third Master Ying: “?”
He looked at Wang Suqing, who was sitting on the throne. "Master Lingsu, what do you say?"
Wang Suqing took a sip of tea and said, "Wait a moment, my disciple asked me to chop a knife for his friend."
Third Master Ying: “???”
The Xuanmen sect is probably going to perish.
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At a gas station not far from Lubo Mountain, Long Zhu was holding his phone, holding his breath as he watched a series of colorful special effects pop up on the screen:
[Congratulations! You only need one more person to help you get a free coupon! Share this with your new friends!]
She was shocked.
Why is there always one person missing?
Could it be that the people who helped her just now were all ghosts?
Long Zhu looked around, sighed, and thought, why not dig out the "third brother" from Hecheng, help him, and then bury him back... ?
No, that sounds too troublesome.
Besides, she has already come to Fengcheng.
Why not take a full-service housekeeping job in a nearby town and ask the homeowner to help?
Long Zhu's thoughts became clearer, and a bright smile appeared on his gloomy face.
She was daydreaming on this side, but in a van on the other side of the gas station, there was a man holding the steering wheel with sweat dripping down his face.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Long Zhu's profile, and a horrifying guess gradually formed in his mind.
How could it be her...
Last time in Hui'an Community, Scar's three men couldn't beat her. Fortunately, he was smart and didn't take a penny. He escaped by himself during the chaos.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously held tightly the gilded tablet hanging on his chest with a red rope, and muttered "Laojun bless you" twice.
There is a little girl with two ponytails in the back row. She is wearing a lake green school uniform vest skirt. The badge next to the red collar flower reads "Nature Summer Camp - Hecheng No. 1 Primary School".
"Uncle, I want to go to the bathroom." The girl said timidly, clutching the strap of her schoolbag tightly.
Just as the man was about to turn around, a phone call came in.
"Old Four, have the goods arrived?"
The fourth brother quickly lowered the volume of the call and said vaguely in a low voice: "Don't rush, it will be soon. Let's go back to that place last time."
After a moment, he hummed a few times, hung up the phone, and turned back with a pleasant expression: "I'm on the phone with your teacher. They've all arrived at the camp. Just bear with it for a while, and I'll take you there first!"
The girl showed an aggrieved expression: "I just drank too much water and couldn't bear it anymore."
The fourth brother looked at her suspiciously, then tilted his head to glance at the position of Longzhu a few times: "Go, remember to hurry."
The girl nodded quickly, covered her belly and got off the car. She immediately put away her pitiful expression and ran towards the toilet.
After turning the corner, she quickly opened the phone watch on her wrist and found the contact with the note "Mom".
There happens to be an unread voice message in it.
Mom: "Chuchu, have you arrived at Luboshan Camp? Have fun at summer camp!"
Zhou Qiaochu's mouth pursed and he almost cried.
She shouldn't have gotten into this stranger's car. She met a bad guy!
The girl bit her lips tightly, her fingers trembling with fear. The next second after she pressed the red call button, she was covered by a tall shadow.
Zhou Qiaochu turned his head and saw Lao Si standing behind him. His previous kind expression disappeared and his eyes became ferocious and distorted.
"Let uncle see, who are you chatting with?"
He leaned over, grabbed the girl's wrist, and in her frightened eyes, pulled out the phone watch with the unsent message.
The fourth child laughed twice and said: "Why don't you tell mom you're safe?"
He operated the narrow screen with one hand and quickly replied, "I'm here, Mom."
Zhou Qiaochu wanted to run away, but she was still young and could not shake the evil beast in front of her. Instead, she was grabbed by the waist, her mouth covered, and led towards the van.
She first struggled violently, kicking and punching, then suddenly smelled a strange smell and then fell into coma.
This gas station is built outside the toll booth at the entrance and exit of the town, with trees on both sides. The van's position happens to be blocked by the tanker truck, cleverly avoiding the sight of the store clerk.
The fourth brother felt guilty, so when he was walking back with Zhou Qiaochu, he couldn't help but look around, and accidentally bumped into someone head-on.
Long Zhu frowned and looked up, glancing at the other person impatiently.
After seeing the other person clearly, the fourth brother was even more frightened, but he still had some hope, thinking that when Long Zhu was dealing with the other people, he probably didn't notice his appearance.
He nervously defended himself: "Sorry, I'm taking the child to the bathroom."
Long Zhu stared at him gravely. The other party swallowed his saliva and his legs and feet became a little weak.
She grinned: "Do you have a cell phone?"
The fourth brother responded: "Yes, yes."
He placed the unconscious girl in the back seat of the car, trembling as he searched through all his pockets, pulled out a fruit phone, and added a few hundred yuan in cash, respectfully handing it over: "...Please keep it."
Long Zhu was puzzled: "Why are you giving me these?"
She just wants to help succeed quickly.
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