Chapter 737: Legendary Story
The foxes gathered outside the fox house, wagging their tails. They were such a huge crowd that it looked like students were rebelling.
Now no one dared to go in first, otherwise the scene would look too much like breaking in and interrogating on the spot.
At the critical moment, the gentlemen still had the advantage. Although they started later, they were ahead when they arrived at the fox house.
Seeing this scene, he comforted her, "I know you are curious, let us go in and ask."
Even Mr. Ning Caichen, Ma Junji, and Xu Bogong came along. Such legendary stories of gods inviting each other and performing exercises in Tianfu are events that have only been passed down since ancient times.
Several gentlemen entered the courtyard first. Mr. Hei was on duty today, so the gentlemen paid their respects to Mr. Hei first, and only after Mr. Hei gave their permission did they go in.
Gong Mengbi was reading scriptures in front of the corridor again. When he saw them, he asked them to sit down.
The scripture was placed upside down on the desk, with "Seven Revisions of the Scriptures" written on the cover, which seemed to be a commentary.
Kang Wen took the lead with dignity, Ning Caichen and others stood on both sides, looking at Gong Mengbi with eyes that were half excited and half respectful.
"Master, what happened after you went to heaven?"
"The sky is clear today, but is the Master practicing in heaven?"
The gentlemen were all curious about Tianfu and the gods in heaven, and Gong Mengbi was happy to answer their questions.
Then I found that the walls of the courtyard were covered with fox vines, the trees outside the courtyard were full of fox flowers, and there were also fox fruits that had crawled out of the ground and hidden in the flowers and plants. They were all focused and full of interest.
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "Speaking of yesterday, it was quite an amazing sight."
Gong Mengbi picked out a series of events and told him about the cordial invitation from the General of the Wind Department, the carriage pulled by the green dragon and accompanied by two gods, the heavenly boat crossing the void, the eight winds maneuvering freely, the fragrant wind leading the way, the immortals and gods performing magic, the combing of the wind and regulating the qi, and the clarity of heaven and earth.
Everyone was fascinated by what they heard, as if they had followed Gong Mengbi to heaven and met the gods.
The little foxes and other creatures in the countryside are always full of imagination and yearning for these gods in the sky. If it was just imagination before, now when the fox master who really travels with the immortals and gods is right in front of them, they feel that the fantasy has become reality.
At this time, the foxes finally realized that their understanding of Gong Mengbi's value was still too low.
Gong Mengbi concluded by saying, "Now that we've finished the story, why don't you go eat?"
The foxes woke up as if from a dream. Some burrowed into the ground, some jumped over the wall, some climbed trees, and soon disappeared from Gong Mengbi's sight.
Several gentlemen could not help but exclaim in admiration, saying, "Master, you are one with the gods, and you are no longer a mortal."
"The gods in heaven are the gods in heaven, and I am still the fox master of the Fox Courtyard."
The gentlemen also stood up and said goodbye with a smile. They also had to hurry to eat, otherwise those foxes would not leave any food for them.
There are no secrets among foxes, and each of them has the potential to be a rumormonger.
Within a month, there was no fox in Wuning County who didn't know about Gong Mengbi's legendary story. And not only the foxes, but also the well-informed immortals and gods knew about it.
Those who are further away will soon know.
With such a golden sign hanging there, there will be very few foxes that will not listen to advice.
Gong Mengbi called on the foxes to return to the countryside and spread the Dharma and establish the faith of the Goddess of Mount Tai in the wild countryside where the imperial power could not reach and the official sacrifices could not arrive.
These gray areas, or areas that have been ignored or even neglected, are precisely where desires arise and need guidance.
If foxes don't go to these places, other demons and evil spirits will go there, and the common people will suffer.
Sun Wenyuan understood the logic behind this and agreed with the Master's philosophy. Besides, rather than letting the incense burn for those demons and evil spirits, it would be better for the foxes to benefit from it. At least foxes follow the ways of the Taishan Goddess and won't harm anyone.
He was a fox with some knowledge, which he had stolen from the old scholar in the Shiqiao Village School. However, after studying in the Fox Academy, he was given new ideas.
Sun Wenyuan was already quite old, and even in human form, he looked half old. It wasn't that he disliked youthful, beautiful bodies, but his aptitude was limited, and his body and mind were both old. Once he began practicing cultivation, he couldn't change, and it became an obstacle.
He didn't get into Tianhu Academy, but he was still willing to do something. One was to prepare for old age, and the other was to accumulate virtue. If he didn't consider this life, he would consider the next life.
There is no community god in Shiqiao Township, but there is a shaman. People usually ask this shaman for help in weddings, funerals, exorcism and summoning of spirits.
Sun Wenyuan was originally unwilling to deal with them. The fox was not some powerful old monster in the mountains, so it would retreat if it met a powerful character.
This family of sorcerers had very dirty hands and knew two kinds of witchcraft passed down from their ancestors. Sun Wenyuan would not have the upper hand in a fight. Moreover, their family also had some prestige in the village. If a fight broke out, they might call on the villagers and be beaten to death with a hoe.
Sun Wenyuan had lived in Shiqiao Township for a long time and had dug a hole in the wall of the old scholar to become his neighbor. The old scholar looked down on those sorcerers, believing that their supernatural powers could only deceive fools.
But Sun Wenyuan himself was a man of supernatural powers, and he did not dare to look down on the sorcerer. He understood the principle of forewarning and always had to get information first.
The old scholar's eyesight had long been failing, and he was usually supported by his clan. Sun Wenyuan waited until nightfall, then climbed out from under the wall. Seeing the farmer delivering food, he blew a breath and performed a magic trick.
The farmer was thinking about bringing food to the old scholar. The wind blew and his eyes were blurred. He blinked and saw the old scholar standing at the door. He took the bamboo basket and said to him, "Give it to me."
He didn't think much about it, handed the basket over, and said, "Uncle, I'm going home first. I'll come back to bring you food tomorrow morning."
Sun Wenyuan held up a bamboo basket covered with coarse cloth. Inside was a dish of pickled vegetables mixed with lard and a bowl of porridge. He knocked on the door and called out, "Uncle, I'm here to bring you food."
The old scholar's voice came from inside: "Come in."
After entering the door, there was only a bean-sized lamp on. The old scholar buried his head in pondering the words in the book. His hair was all gray and sparse in the light of the lamp.
Sun Wenyuan put down the bamboo basket, placed the food on the dining table, and said, "Uncle, let's eat first."
The old scholar came over slowly with a lamp in his hand and ate the porridge with pickles.
"What's up?"
"I'm a little confused, I wonder if Uncle can explain it to me."
The old scholar looked up, but the light from the bean lamp was limited, and Sun Wenyuan was standing far away. So although the old scholar looked a little puzzled, he didn't take it seriously and asked, "What's the confusion?"
"Uncle, do you dislike that sorcerer in the west?"
"They play tricks on me, try to steal money and kill people, none of them are good people at all." The old scholar put down his chopsticks and cursed, "Don't associate with them."
"Murder for money?"
"A sick person says he is possessed by evil spirits. Can talismans and water save his life? Can incense ash save his life?" The old scholar was angry and spoke in a very stern tone, but suddenly he paused.
He looked at Sun Wenyuan and warned, "Don't provoke them."
Sun Wenyuan knew that the old scholar's eyesight was not good, but he was still startled by his gaze and said hesitantly, "I know."
The old scholar waved his hand and said, "Go back."
He didn't want to speak, so Sun Wenyuan had to bow and leave.
The old scholar sat at the table lost in thought. After a while, the door was suddenly pushed open and the nephew shouted at the door, "Uncle, I forgot to take my basket."
The old scholar waved his hand impatiently and said, "Take it away."
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