Chapter 8 Taoist Priest
The house we were assigned was not big, with three rooms, a toilet and a kitchen.
The layout of the house next door was almost the same. After busy cleaning up for the whole afternoon, the two families got together for a meal, which consisted of white rice porridge and wild vegetables picked up by several sisters-in-law.
It is a rare delicacy for them.
As for the fine rice that Jun Qiulan took out, the old woman and her family did not ask much. After all, they were once royal relatives and had some connections. It seemed understandable that they could still eat such rice even in exile.
After the meal, the two families became completely familiar with each other. Song Xirong and Jun Shuwan also discussed with them how to spend the rest of their lives.
Both families were extremely poor, and they barely had enough food to eat together today. They didn't have any land in the village, so they had to make a living individually.
Jun Yu and Jun Qiulan did not participate. The father and son went back to their room to discuss what to do next.
Jun Qiulan meant that he would stay there for a longer time this time. Firstly, he wanted to find a way to make money, and secondly, he wanted to look for Taoist Qingheng.
Taoist Qingheng looked unreliable, but just based on the fact that he knew how to get him back, he must not be an ordinary person.
No one knows what the situation is in that world. All Jun Yu knows comes from what his son said.
But his son was going to a strange world, not just buying things and coming back like before. For Jun Yu, that meant taking risks.
"Why don't you take your father with you today?"
Jun Qiulan thought for a moment and said, "Let's try it with a living creature some other day."
If something went wrong, Jun Qiulan didn't dare to imagine the consequences.
Jun Yu also knew this and sighed, "Lan'er, be careful when you go there. If you encounter danger, don't be afraid of being exposed. Just come back directly. I assume that Dasheng hasn't had any shocking news of outsiders in recent years, so the people over there will definitely not be able to find the entrance to this world."
As long as they can come back safely, even if they don’t go to that world in the future, they will live an honest life and will not let the family starve to death.
"Don't worry, father, and don't worry, son."
There were too many people and too many eyes during the day, and Jun Qiulan didn't know what was happening over there, so he chose to cross at night.
Song Xirong and Jun Shuwan were both a little worried.
"Mother, Wan'er, don't worry. I'll come back if I run into any danger. Tomorrow, please ask mother and little sister to help cover up in front of the neighbors. I have some copper coins from my previous work, so mother might as well try to buy some household items in the village."
Song Xirong: "Hey, mother knows, Lan'er, your own safety is the most important thing."
"Brother, have a safe journey."
Jun Qiulan patted his little sister's head and said, "I'll bring you some candy when I come back."
He knew it very well. Of the few candies he brought back, his younger sister ate one and gave one to the neighboring aunt's child. The little girl was reluctant to eat any of the remaining three.
Jun Shuwan smiled shyly, "I'm glad that my brother comes back safely."
After repeated warnings, Jun Qiulan finally got away.
In the blink of an eye, it was that dark alley again.
Jun Qiulan was glad that every time he came here, there was no one here.
After traveling through time several times, he has some understanding of the rules. It seems that if he travels through time to somewhere, he will be in the same place next time.
He thought that if his identity problem could be solved, he might be able to rent a cheap house here and travel through time in the house, which would be better than in this dark alley.
If someone were to catch me someday, it would be hard to explain.
Jun Qiulan looked up at the sky. It was already very late. He walked out of the dark alley. The bustling street was already very deserted. Even the people setting up stalls had left.
The only store still open was the pharmacy where I bought something for the first time. The owner was still the same person, leaning crookedly on a low couch, fiddling with a small glowing cube in his hand.
Jun Qiulan walked in without hesitation, "Boss, can I ask you something?"
Liang Feng looked up at him, but didn't recognize him. "You go first."
Jun Qiulan remembered what the old Taoist priest had said, "Excuse me, do you know Taoist Master Qingheng?"
"We locals all know about this. What? You want him to perform a ritual? But you're from out of town, right? Or is the crew planning some kind of consecration ceremony?"
Jun Qiulan smiled and nodded, not knowing which question he agreed with. "Then do you know where he is?"
Liang Feng pointed in a direction, "Over there, Qingfeng Mountain. There's a Taoist temple on the mountain, but it might be closed at this time."
"thank you."
Jun Qiulan didn't ask any more questions and headed straight towards the Taoist temple.
He crossed over several times, except for the first day with the crew, and it was also the first day he walked out of this street.
He found that almost every street seemed to have a different scenery. If he looked closely, he could see that some streets even had opera troupes filming.
If he wants to work in this industry in the future, he doesn't know how to find work in these opera troupes. One hundred and fifty yuan a day may not be a big deal for people here, but for him, this income is already very good.
Jun Qiulan thought about it while crossing the road like others.
He noticed a detail just after he walked out of the busy street. There were many cars on the street and they were driving very fast. If they hit someone at this speed, they would probably be killed or injured. However, they were driving in an orderly manner on this wide and flat road. It was obvious that there were certain rules for both driving and pedestrians.
"Baby, do you remember? Stop when the light is red and go when the light is green." The young mother next to her was teaching her child.
Child: “Remember.”
Jun Qiulan studied silently, and well, he also remembered it.
At the same time, he was also amazed at the safety of this world. At such a late hour, young mothers could still go out with their young children. Besides them, there were many lone women and elderly people.
I don’t know how the emperor of this world did it.
If given the chance, Jun Qiulan would really like to make friends with such a great person.
Jun Qiulan walked and stopped along the way, and asked many locals, and finally arrived at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.
There was only one way leading to the mountain, and Jun Qiulan did not hesitate.
It took us two hours to climb the mountain. When we arrived at the gate of Qingfeng Temple, we could vaguely see the morning star.
Jun Qiulan straightened his clothes and waited at the door without knocking. This was a etiquette ingrained in him.
When visiting relatives and friends, do not knock on the door in the middle of the night.
He waited until a young Taoist priest came to open the door in the morning light. As soon as he showed his head, he was startled by Jun Qiulan.
"Come to burn incense so early?"
Jun Qiulan's body was covered in dew. "I'm here to visit Taoist Qingheng."
"Oh, oh, oh, I remember. Master said that a young man might come to see him soon, so we should pay attention. Please come in quickly. But Master hasn't gotten up yet, so you have to wait a little longer."
He waited until almost noon. Fortunately, the Taoist priests in the temple were very kind and prepared meals and hot tea for him.
Jun Qiulan waited patiently and observed the Taoist temple at the same time.
From the outside, it looked similar to the Taoist temples he had visited before, and the Taoist gods enshrined inside were also similar. Jun Qiulan also took three incense sticks and offered one to the ancestors.
He didn't know how he came to this world. Anyway, because of this opportunity, he was able to bring medicine back, save his mother, and prevent his family from starving to death in the border town.
No matter if it was the blessing of gods and Buddhas, or some other mysterious power, he was the beneficiary after all.
Jun Qiulan lit three incense sticks piously.
"Little Taoist friend is finally here."
Taoist Qingheng's voice, full of age, came from behind.
Jun Qiulan turned around, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, he still looked like an immortal, gnawing on a roast chicken in his hand.
Is it appropriate to eat such greasy food right after getting up?
Jun Qiulan, who had been eating plain porridge for so long, didn't want to admit that he was tempted again.
"Come with me." Taoist Qingheng didn't waste any words and took Jun Qiulan to the side room and gave him a chicken wing.
When he was still the prince, he probably would never do something like chewing chicken wings while walking. Now, why does he still care about these things?
The best way to put food into your mouth is to eat it.
"Please sit down, my friend."
Jun Qiulan sat down and said, "The Taoist priest said last time that you encountered a similar situation as me decades ago?"
Taoist Qingheng nodded, "But it's not exactly the same. He has never returned since then. Now he is considered wealthy in this world, with many children and grandchildren."
Jun Qiulan was silent, "I have reasons why I have to go back."
After a pause, he continued, "If the Taoist priest can find a way for me to bring my family here, I am willing to stay in this world."
In this world, as long as you work hard, you will definitely have enough food and clothes to eat, and there won’t be so much intrigue.
Taoist Qingheng: "This is your own opportunity, it has nothing to do with me, old man."
Jun Qiulan was silent. "Then how can I get a formal identity in this world? I want to make some money in this world and buy some things to take back. I still have parents and younger sister to support."
Qing Heng smiled inscrutablely, "This world really has rules that ordinary people like us cannot understand. If you had come a day later, the identity issue would have been more complicated. Coming today is just the right time."
Jun Qiulan was surprised.
Taoist Master Qingheng explained.
Before it was developed and converted into a film and television base, this place was a very poor and backward small county town. However, their Qingfeng Taoist Temple has been passed down for hundreds of years and is basically isolated from the world, with little contact with outsiders.
The road that Jun Qiulan took to go up the mountain was planned by the government when the film and television city was being built. In the past, it was just a dirt road trampled by people.
In the past, only some local elders knew about Qingfeng Temple. Whenever there were funerals or other funerals, they would travel across mountains and rivers to find them to perform rituals.
The Taoist priests in their Taoist temple, including Qingheng, were orphans who were abandoned at the mountain gate and picked up by the Taoist priests.
It just so happened that the film and television city was opened to the public some time ago, and the relevant departments thought of planning the Taoist temple into a small scenic spot. It also happened to be the day when Jun Qiulan traveled through time for the first time.
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