Chapter 79: New Mountain God! (Thanks to Dai Lanlan Alliance!)
Taoist Crow left in a hurry, so we should ask him to write this couplet.
Then don’t I have to change my name to “Yi Yuanzi”?
Never mind, this is really too weird.
Zhou Yi found it interesting and funny, so he handed the little girl in his arms to Lu Degui to take care of.
Baihe Village is located on a plain and is built by the river. It is a relatively large village. As the sun sets, farmers are returning home with their hoes, and many villagers are gathered at the entrance of the village.
This time the excitement is quite big.
Although powerful forces are common in county towns, most of them are only heard of.
A group of tall, burly, and frightening men came together, and the onlookers involuntarily made way.
Especially the leopard-eyed man in the lead was the most eye-catching.
One reason was his ferocious appearance, and the other was because he was holding a terrifying demon monk in his hand.
The monk's face was as black as ink, and his eyes were also bloodshot.
No matter how madly he struggled, he couldn't break free from the leopard-eyed man's iron grip, and his throat roared like a trapped beast.
This scene was already horrifying, but these guests from afar went straight to Lu Degui's gate.
In front of the forest where water bamboos were rustling, a jungle of twisted muscles and tangled trees suddenly took root.
"Guanzhu!"
The men stepped forward quickly, clasped their fists and shouted together, their voices shaking the whole area.
They had been waiting for this moment, their eyes fixed on the young man in black standing by the earthen wall.
I haven't seen him for many days, and I have only heard of him but never seen him in person.
When they met again this time, he felt that his Taiping Sect Leader was even more charming than before.
Thinking of the countless stories in the Central Plains, the thousands of miles of smoke and waves from Yongqiu to Nanyang, and the anecdotes and legends in teahouses and taverns, they are all vivid before my eyes.
The joy and excitement in my heart almost burst out of my chest.
The group of big men wanted to lift the stone mill in Lu Degui's courtyard a hundred times, or even break a stone on their chest to satisfy themselves.
Zhou Yi and Shan Xiongxin smiled at each other.
His eyes swept over Zhang San, Feng Si, Dou Kui and other old members of the Taoist temple.
The familiar faces that appear one after another really make people feel warm in their hearts.
Two little Taoist boys, Xia Shu and Yan Qiu, walked forward, tears in their eyes.
Zhou Yi walked forward with a smile, ruffling their hair with his fingers, but the two kids remained obedient and did not move, calling out "Senior Brother" in a voice as soft as a mosquito's.
Zhou Yi hugged them one on each side, gestured to Lao Shan, and nodded to the Taoist monks.
"Take the corpse over there and return to observe."
"Understood!"
The response rolled in like thunder, and everyone set off.
"Master Yi"
Lu Degui stammered and glanced at the group of Taiping Dao people.
He just felt that his eyesight was blurry.
This young Taoist priest is probably even more powerful than Taoist Priest Crow.
No wonder he is so senior.
Zhou Yi soothed in a gentle voice:
"Don't worry, old man. This crazy monk didn't come here to attack you. If you encounter such people in the future, remember to stay away from them and don't provoke them. If you see him around Wolonggang, come to the temple and find me."
Lu Degui was just an old farmer in the fields and had no ideas in his mind.
I only know that what the Taoist priest said was for their own good.
At first, he wanted to invite Master Yi to have dinner, but after hearing this, his emotions were so unstable that he didn't know how to respond.
While he was thinking hard, Zhou Yi had already turned and left.
Lu Degui stumbled a few steps and shouted, "Master Yi, next year I will brew you the best mulberry wine."
"good--"
The long response echoed in the twilight. Lu Degui gently stroked his granddaughter's head. The worry between his wrinkles faded away, and a simple smile bloomed.
"Uncle Laogui, who on earth is this person?"
The men who had been knocked over by the mad monk gathered around, rubbing their sore spots, and one of them was even touching his swollen buttocks.
"Master Ya has gone on a journey, this is the new abbot of Wuzhuang Temple."
The man rubbing the buttocks was shocked:
"That evil monk is really strong. We used fir wood to ram him like a city gate, but we couldn't knock him down. The temple master must be even more powerful."
"As fast as a spring swallow under the eaves, the demon monk was paralyzed instantly after being hit by his flying kick."
He gestured a backward step and marveled:
"With such great strength, I'm afraid we wouldn't even need oxen to plow the fields."
Although his words were rough, everyone could understand his logic.
Suddenly, I saw an old man walking towards me with a crutch, trembling and with a frown on his face.
Lao Lizheng has no idea what is happening here.
In short, a disaster has happened, so it is difficult to reduce the sadness.
But after asking Lu Degui, the old man's face, which originally had a "cloudy and rainy" look, suddenly turned cloudy and then clear.
Taoist Crow's departure from Wolonggang is a terrible thing for Baihe Village.
To the villagers, he was like the "Crow Mountain God".
With him around, everyone feels more at ease.
"Degui, please explain it in detail!"
As the old villager was asking for details, Lu Degui started talking from the rising smoke and went on to talk about the group of people climbing the hill.
"Okay, okay."
The old man was so excited that he hit the ground with his crutch: "Thank God, this Taoist Master Yi has a kind heart."
"Degui, you old fellow have been lucky enough to have your life saved. I must prepare gifts and go up the mountain to express my gratitude."
"Of course, of course."
Lao Li was looking around at everyone:
"Everyone, take some food and drinks. We have such a distinguished new guest at Wolonggang, so let's add a little prize. From now on, when you see him, you should treat him with the same respect as you would Taoist Master Ya."
"There are very few people in this world who are willing to protect us peasants!"
"I know, I know!"
The villagers had been invaded by bandits and evil villains before, so how could they not understand this truth?
The villagers of Baihe Village gathered together and looked towards Wolonggang.
The group of people had disappeared from sight, and at this time the little granddaughter in Lu Degui's arms came to her senses.
With a confused look in his eyes, he asked, "Grandpa, is that the mountain god you mentioned before?"
The mountain god that Lu Degui was talking about was naturally the "Crow Mountain God". When children were disobedient, he would always scare them by saying, "If you don't behave, the mountain god will catch you and lock you up in the mountain."
"Yes," Lu Degui responded to his granddaughter's words from the bottom of his heart.
"Grandpa is lying."
The little girl said, "Grandpa always said that mountain gods are fierce and can scare away bad people. This, this is not fierce."
"There are some very fierce ones, but this one isn't. I'll take you to see the Black-Faced Mountain God some other day. He specializes in catching stray kids!"
"No, no." The little girl was so scared that she hid in her clothes.
A bad thing turned into a good thing, and the surrounding villagers talked and laughed and dispersed.
When it was time for dinner in the evening, the villagers gathered together again with coarse porcelain bowls to discuss the matter.
That day, Baihe Village suddenly became a hot topic of conversation.
How did Taoist Master Yi kill the evil monk, and what is the origin of this new temple master.
Especially those men who carried the wood and bumped into the evil monk today, they were talking with great joy, as if they had become the heroes in the storybooks.
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"Did the trip go well?"
In Wuzhuang Temple, Zhou Yi and Shan Xiongxin sat in front of the statue of Laozi.
Shan Xiongxin poured the water from the ceramic bowl down his throat, wiped the water droplets from his beard and said, "It went smoothly, thanks to the help of Cao's mansion."
"We disguised ourselves as a caravan transporting medicinal herbs, paid some city taxes along the way, and dealt with a few gangs of thieves, and then we arrived safely in Nanyang."
"Where are the people from Cao's residence?"
"In the county town, he said he would come to pay his respects in a few days."
Shan Xiongxin grinned, "Old Master Cao's vision is indeed far superior to that of his Erlang. He knew that Brother Zhou was a hidden dragon, so he moved some of the businesses in Huaiyang County to Nanyang."
"However, this time the Cao family got a great bargain, which is equivalent to making a deal with no capital investment."
"Oh?" Zhou Yi was a little curious.
"When Huaiyang County Prefect Zhao Tuo died, his property was confiscated by Zhang Xutuo's General Suppressing Bandits. The people were immediately delighted, and Zhao Tuo's followers scattered. A number of herbal medicine shops that supplied the prefect's guests closed down, and some sold their shops at a low price to cover their travel expenses."
"Old Master Cao took advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, and now he has come to Nanyang to open a branch. He is very confident."
“When we came to Wollongong, they had already selected stores in the city.”
"Old Master Cao asked me to tell you"
Shan Xiongxin continued:
"He said that the Cao family's roots are in Yang'e, and Nanyang is beyond their reach. He wants to give most of Nanyang's profits to the Taoist temple in exchange for our care."
"What do you think, brother?"
Zhou Yi naturally understood what Old Master Cao meant.
At this time, turning his head to look inside the hall, Xia Shu and Yan Qiu were busy directing the students.
Suddenly he asked, "How are they doing in Cao's house?"
"Very good, Old Master Cao treats them almost like his own grandchildren."
Zhou Yi nodded: "The Cao family's herbal medicine business will be of great use to us. The Taoist temple will need a lot of medicinal materials in the future."
"The situation in Nanyang is complicated, so we shouldn't be too conspicuous with our offerings. We need to find a legitimate way to make a living."
"I have some connections with the Ren family of Sheqi. They are responsible for shipping medicinal materials upstream, and they know many mountain owners and old bosses who are in charge of the mountains."
Shan Xiongxin's eyes lit up: "That's perfect."
Zhou Yi smiled and asked again, "Who is this General Suppressing Bandits you were talking about? I've never heard of him."
“Oh~~”
Shan Xiongxin said, "That's You Hongda, the guy who ordered the fat duck in Fule City. He led people to hunt down Li Mi everywhere and became very famous."
You Hongda?
Zhou Yi didn't expect it to be him.
During the conversation, Xie Jiyou came over with a basket full of fresh fish.
"Thank you, uncle."
"Hey," the old man scolded with a smile, "I thought He Bo was fair, but I didn't expect that he was thinking of you all."
"He knows you have old friends visiting, and I caught this fish just for these distinguished guests."
The old man was actually very happy.
Now Wolonggang is even more lively.
Zhou Yi did not refuse: "This is not a guest, this is a family reunion, please invite Mr. Xie to have a drink as well."
Shan Xiongxin, who was standing by, rubbed his hands and said, "I just heard that Mr. Xie has some good wine. Is that true?"
Mr. Xie was also very straightforward: "Really? I'll get the wine right away."
We waited very late for this meal.
But it happened to catch a bright moon.
Late at night, Zhou Yi looked around at the crowds of people in the temple, and a long-lost peace arose in his heart.
He raised his wine cup and looked at the moon in the sky:
"The moon on Wolong Mountain reflects the reunion of old friends, and after wandering all over the world, we can finally share this clear light."
"Drink up, everyone!"
"Hahaha! Shit!"
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(End of this chapter)
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