The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

In the past, the foreign surnames represented by the Meishan Temple, representing the nobility, represented those who were not with these mud-legged people, and were worshiped by the villagers.

However, as the times have come to the present, this foreign surname has become the saddest original sin.

"Stinky bull nose!"

"Smelly foreigner, grab food from us."

"I heard that his father is still a scholar, or...still learning some Western technology..."

"What a nuisance, what a ghost."

The children in the same village didn't like Yang Jin and even bullied him.

Parents won't care if they bully him.

After all, he is a foreigner.

People with foreign surnames, isn't that just for bullying?

One day, Yang Jin was beaten up by the children in the village, and the white flour steamed buns given by her father fell into the dirt.

He was used to it, and he wanted to pat his butt to stand up, and then, someone pulled him up to stand up, still holding a steaming, white-faced steamed bun in his hand.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Yang Jin looked up and saw a handsome, sunny young man with a good smile, wearing a white shirt, tall and handsome.

Who is he?

"My name is Ma Dongwen. I am an educated youth who went to the countryside. I came to your village today."

"I...my name is..."

Before Yang Jin could say anything, he saw that the wild child behind him was coming to trouble him again, so he hurriedly ran away with white flour steamed buns in his mouth.

This white flour steamed bun is so fragrant.

...

After returning to the Taoist temple, Yang Jin offered melons, fruits, vegetables and steamed buns to the clay goddess.

It doesn't matter if you don't have enough to eat, but you can't let the goddess sister go hungry.

"Sister Goddess, when I inherit the position of the temple master, I will release you and set you free!"

The young man offered melons, fruits, vegetables and incense to the goddess, and stared at the goddess with his chin resting on his hands.

He is not yet the owner of Meishan Temple, he is still a young boy, and it is not like he has not mentioned to his father that he would let the goddess go, but his father refused.

The law of the ancestors cannot be changed. This goddess is like a treasure enshrined by the family for generations. If it is broken in his generation, how will I see the ancestors?

The ancestors said that if the goddess must be left to worship, then he must worship until death--as for what Yang Jin will do, he can't control it.

The Goddess's dream is his favorite place and his only safe haven.

There are beautiful mountains and clear waters here, amidst a sea of ​​mountains, clouds and mist, there is a pavilion standing in the middle, and a chessboard appears.

Hearing Yang Jin's words, the goddess just smiled and stroked his head gently.

"You were bullied again today?"

"Oh, don't mention it, just because I don't have the same surname as them, it's too unfriendly." Yang Jin lay on the stone platform in the gazebo and muttered, "Isn't it true that the same surname cannot coexist harmoniously?" ?"

"Also! A big brother came here today. He said he was from outside the village. He seemed...he helped me up and gave me white flour steamed buns. They were so big, so soft, and so sweet. "

Holding her chin, Yang Jin muttered, "He's from the city, he's so special."

At this time, the incense burnt out, the magic of dreaming dissipated, and the boy came to the real world.

However, at this moment, Yang Jin still couldn't forget the young man who came here.

Who is he?

...

The young man is called Ma Dongwen. He is an educated youth who has been sent to the countryside. He came here to learn the thoughts of workers and peasants.

It is said to be studying, but it is actually working and working with the villagers here, exchanging work points together, saving money together, and eating big pot meals together. Bit', and it seems a bit out of place.

However, Ma Dongwen doesn't care, he likes Meishan Village, the mountains here, the water here, and the water here.

In this Meishan Village, there are only two people who will protect Yang Jin from being bullied by other children.

One is the father and the other is Ma Wendong.

Ma Wendong is an educated youth from outside. He doesn't have so many ideas about clan status. He always says that we are members of a big social family, and this is the first thing before others.

He is good to Yang Jin, not because Yang Jin is so special, but because he treats everyone equally and fairly—although this makes the children in the village not like it, after all, he is degraded It's time to get the same treatment as Yang Jin.

Adults don't like him either. He is a foreigner who grabs work points and food. He doesn't have much strength to work. What's so good about such a young man.

Until one day, the conflict broke out. I don’t know where the news came from, saying that those stinky old nines should be made to look good, and those who promote feudal superstition should be made to look good.

Coincidentally, Meishan Temple is from a foreign surname, which is not the point.

The point is that the master of the Meishan Temple is a Taoist and a Westerner.

Ever since, the mountain people rushed to the Meishan Temple in arrogance and high spirits.

Chapter 122 Heaven and Earth Promise

"Son, no matter what happens, hide under the haystack and don't come out."

This is the last sentence Yang Yuhe said to Yang Jin.

Yang Yuhe himself likes to read and study, but he is indifferent to Taoism practice. He firmly believes that there is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book.

With a low cultivation base and no understanding of spells, he is just an ordinary man with a mortal body, nothing more.

He wore a tall hat and exposed himself to the sun for three hours, and soon died of illness. During this period, he didn't say anything to Yang Jin.

But his eyes seemed to be telling Yang Jin.

After I leave, you should study hard, and don't regard books and knowledge as scourges just because of this incident.

Yang Jin cried and nodded, and when he died, he was still calling Dad, Dad.

dad...

Yang Jin became alone.

During this period, there was only one person who cared about him.

That young man from the city, that young man named Ma Dongwen, would come here from time to time to ask about his health.

From time to time, he brought big white flour steamed buns to Yang Jin.

Very fragrant and very fragrant.

He is a person with a great sense of justice. When everyone came to think about 'liquidating' Meishan Temple, only Ma Dongwen stood up.

Although it was useless for him to stand up, it also made Yang Jin remember it in his heart for many years.

Until three years later.

Another group of people came to Meishan Temple.

People of the older generation are always a little nostalgic. For the accidental death of Yang Yuhe, people in the village still feel ashamed of the Yang family and Meishanguan.

Pain will pass with the passage of time.

So will guilt.

The older generation is gradually leaving, and the younger, the new generation holds the right to speak in the village.

For example, the main force who bullied Yang Jin back then.

They are younger and more aggressive.

'Taoist temples are ghosts and ghosts, so you can't keep them. '

'I heard that there are many ancient things in it?I heard that he also worshiped the gods? '

'It's someone with a foreign surname anyway...'

The commotion of each person's mind, holding a big banner, walked towards Meishan Temple with arrogance and arrogance. At that time, Yang Jin was gnawing corn bread in the Taoist temple. Facing this arrogance and arrogance of the team, he was very flustered. He hurried forward to greet him.

"Brothers and sisters, what's the matter? We have something to discuss."

Yang Jin had a hypocritical smile on his face. Over the years, he had learned how to flatter.

The elder brother who took the lead pointed to the signboard of Meishan Temple and said, "This is the old. Let's abandon the backward and usher in the new."

"We, answer the call."

"Don't! This is my home, this is my furniture, please, stop, then... that is not a cultural relic, it is the wooden chair my father gave me..."

Yang Jin wanted to stop them, but he didn't have many people, and soon the place was smashed... How many were smashed and how many were touched, Yang Jin herself didn't know.

When they wanted to smash the statue of the Mountain Goddess, they found that it was so hard that it couldn't be smashed or moved, so they had to leave it alone.

The smashing frame made a noise, and the burning smoke billowed.The Daoist scriptures, the enshrined tablets of the immortal family, and some enshrined generals of the Yin soldiers could not stop the mighty young people. After the tablets were smashed, they drove away.

Just at this time, someone stood up, it was Ma Dongwen, who was wearing a gray cloth, and he knew something was wrong when he heard someone coming up the mountain in a mighty way. After he hurried over, he gasped and said, "We are going to answer the call, right?" , but you should not use this reason to vent your selfish desires and pull the banner to commit violence. This, this, this, is obviously a daily necessities, not an antique, nor an old thing..."

"You are from another village, can you control you?"

A big boy became impatient, and when he was smashing something, he smashed it at Ma Dongwen. Unexpectedly, Ma Dongwen's head was hit by this smash, the smashed head opened an account, and the smashed head was bleeding.

The blood is flowing.

Stained with tiles and sawdust.

Bright red bright red.

Those people who are red-eyed and red-eyed, how can they care about this young man who fell to the ground?

Only Yang Jin stared blankly at the world, and finally the person who cared about her fell into a pool of blood.

Who is he?

He was just an educated youth who went to the countryside with a better sense of justice. He didn't give Yang Jin too much preferential treatment. He just treated him and his view of Meishan simply and equally.

He also fell.

Yang Jin was dumbfounded, looking at her kang and the animal fur next to her.

The hides of sheep and cows seem to be pulling his heartstrings...

This is Yang Jin's first time casting a complete Taoism.

"Heaven and earth are boundless..."

"Qiankun, borrow the law..."

......

"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law."

The talisman mixed with Yinhuo spread out from the ground, forming a siege, and Li Wei just shook the strings in his hand slightly, and the sound waves overflowed, and the Yinhuo talisman was shaken away.

However, scattered evil fires still fell on Li Wei's body, burning all traces of the Taoist robe.

Some pain.

After Yang Jin woke up, she saw the white-clothed Taoist in front of her, with vertical pupils split between her brows.

"Fellow Taoist, is this your divine channeling method?" The tall Taoist seemed a little surprised by the magical technique of the white-clothed Taoist in front of him and said, "It's like a dream of yellow beams. It made the poor Taoist see his past, and let the poor Taoist see his past." Fellow Daoist...I laughed."

Li Wei asked directly.

"You use the method of making animals to turn those smashed people into livestock, and then?"

"Then?"

Yang Jin's face was bright, as if recalling something wonderful: "Of course, I invited the villagers who went up the mountain to find people. Their parents, in front of the mutton and beef, ate very happily, and forgot to go up the mountain. They are looking for their children, and they have forgotten that the mess in this place is the masterpiece of their children."

The word is like the most vicious knife.

Li Wei also had nothing to say, and plucked the strings in his hand, playing "Ambush from Ten Sides" and "Guangling Sande" alternately.

The sound of the piano is like a knife, kill kill kill, and the rhythm is like a blade.

Eerie ghosts and creatures, the sky is covered by a blood moon, and the righteousness and truth of the world must be changed here.