Taoist chanting

Donkeys roamed with hooves.

Chapter 16 Important Things You Can't Remember

Zhang Wenfeng put on his old work clothes, rolled up his sleeves, cleaned the donkey stable, and rinsed it twice with clean water.

Busy and busy, I went to clear out the pile of things in the thatched hut I lived in, and piled it in the northwest corner. I had to burn it when it was empty, and put clean straw, cloth mats, cloth quilts, etc. on the bed again, and cleaned it up neatly. refreshing.

I went to the back mountain vegetable field and picked three autumn eggplants, six ladle vegetables, and a handful of spinach.

Go back to the kitchen and cook a pot of mixed grain rice, cut a piece of old bacon, put it in another large iron pot, boil and scrub until the water is not cloudy three times, take it out and scrape the skin with a kitchen knife until golden brown, cut the bacon into pieces Evenly large flakes.

Heat the oil in an iron pan, put in the bacon slices and fry for a while, then add some chopped old pickles to add flavor and fry together, and finally sprinkle a handful of chopped spinach leaves for decoration. bowl.

Taoist practitioners are not afraid of meat and fish, and they can't help marrying, and they advocate thrift and not extravagance.

The second senior brother looked at the bowl of spinach clear soup with one meat, two vegetables, and a bowl of clear soup with spinach on the table. Did you find the silver ingot?

When the spectator treats guests with self-denial, he can only suffer.

Before eating, Zhang Wenfeng instructed: "Eat with your belly open, don't leave any leftovers."

Before the cultivation is complete, they are actually big-bellied men.

He was worried that the second senior brother would not let him go, so he saved his rations for him.

Eat without talking, sleep without talking, when the meal is really started, the second senior brother has no other ideas, it's so delicious!

Chopsticks don't stop, like wind and clouds.

The food was eaten without any leftovers, and the oil bowl containing the bacon was adhered to the principle of not wasting by the master, and the only remaining rice was mixed with the remaining rice to clean it up.

The feeling of being full to the throat and throat is a very happy and satisfying enjoyment.

It seems that for a long time, it has not been so full.

After the meal, the second senior brother rushed to clean up the kitchen and wash the dishes, while Zhang Wenfeng went to the shade of a tree to take a stroll to digest food.

After about half a quarter of an hour, when the second senior brother came out, Zhang Wenfeng talked for a few words, then went back to the thatched hut and changed back to the guest's blue robe. He took care of it cleanly and neatly, opened the door of the west hall, and walked in and closed the door with a backhand.

He took out the exercise booklet from his pocket, put it on the desk, found a blank hand-bound booklet specially used for copying scriptures from the drawer, and copied it neatly in lower case letters, with meticulous graphics.

Huabut took an hour to copy the book, and the rest continued tomorrow.

He read the "Qingmu Huabo Technique" several times, and he was able to recite it, and then closed the booklet.

Standing up and walking in the open space thinking about it, after a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth.

He understood the true meaning of this spell, stood still and calmly, recited the Qingxin Art once, and eliminated some distracting thoughts. After the whole body was clear, he used his thoughts to visualize the slender and fuzzy tree-like Yuan Qi in his dantian, guiding it to be released suddenly.

There was an imperceptible gleam of light on his skin, as if dyed with a very light, very light cyan, and he successfully cast the spell.

Zhang Wenfeng was overjoyed and did not interrupt his meditation in the state of meditation. He found that the Yuan Qi in his body was being consumed rapidly, and it took only three breaths to make the Yuan Qi he had recovered with great difficulty become transparent. With distracting thoughts, the spell dissipated immediately.

His skin quickly returned to its normal complexion.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth. This defensive spell consumes too much energy, and it is not clear how powerful it is. It is indeed much more convenient than casting the golden light amulet that requires chanting, or his cultivation base is too weak.

He was still very happy to be able to learn a basic spell by groping.

He put the original booklet in his arms, copied the booklet and clipped it on the bookshelf, and he did not intend to spend time trying to figure out the other spells recorded later. If he didn't cultivate it, it was a waste of time.

Standing still and posing as a green wooden stake, with hands drooping like tree beards, relax all over, adjust mind and breath, get rid of distracting thoughts, and perform standing exercises according to the method taught in Master Xuanmu's exercise booklet, so as to speed up the recovery of cultivation.

When I practiced the exercises to the point where my body and mind were extremely calm, I remembered something I had overlooked.

When he was escaping from the ghost gate, he silently recited the famous Taoist scriptures, as if he had entered a strange and mysterious realm.

There was also an inexplicable pale golden light around his body. That kind of magical feeling, indifferent and calm, could only be understood but could not be expressed in words, it seemed that he would forget it out of his mind at any time.

Zhang Wenfeng was so blessed, the corner of his mouth tickled slightly, so it was.

He silently recited the scriptures in Chapter 1 of "Tao Te Ching" with ancient Chinese phonology and rhythm in his heart.

The scriptures of Langlang are like invisible water flowing through the whole body.

The heart has no external objects, a clear mirror.

The exercises continued to run, complementing the scriptures, and before he knew it, he fell into a wonderful dao state again.

Surrounded by a thin layer of blue mist, occasionally a trace of pale gold shone and disappeared.

When he finished his work and opened his eyes, a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

He felt as if he had forgotten an important thing, leaving only a shadow of an impression, and he couldn't remember anything. After a while, he gave up his futile thinking.

He is not a stubborn guy who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back.

Sometimes I can't find an item, put it away, and it will suddenly appear after a few days.

Zhang Wenfeng looked inside for a while, and was surprised to find that the tree-shaped Yuan Qi in the dantian had not only recovered, but had also grown a circle, and he no longer had the previous feeling of vain and unstable. magic.

Glancing at the clepsydra in the corner, it took almost an hour before he knew it this time.

The sunlight that shone through the shade of the trees and entered the window lattices had already set in the west.

The light and shadow are colorful, warm and warm.

Zhang Wenfeng walked slowly in the room and thought about it. The monk practiced his exercises to concentrate on being quiet and avoid being disturbed. He still doesn't know how to form an array. In the future, he must enter a quiet room to avoid being affected by the sudden noise from the outside world.

The second senior brother who was guarding the corridor of the main hall suddenly asked loudly, telling him that someone was coming up the mountain in this way.

Zhang Wenfeng felt more and more that the next practice should not be too casual.

Going to the door and pulling the bolt to open the door, I saw Fu Gujing, who had changed into casual clothes, and a man wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a gray robe, floating up the mountain in the east forest.

Shaking his hand to signal the second senior brother who was holding the sword hilt not to be nervous, Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the west hall, went down the steps to meet him, cupped his fists and smiled, "You two have had a hard time on the road."

Fu Gujing returned the salute with clasped fists, and introduced her to take off her hat, revealing a beautiful woman with a somewhat heroic face.

"This is Yun Qiuhe, the new law enforcement guard of Daolu Branch."

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the young woman wearing ordinary men's robes and eyebrows like a machete, clasped her fists and saluted: "Zhang Wenfeng, a Taoist priest from Xianlingguan, has seen fellow Taoist Yun."

The woman held a hat that could conceal her face in her left hand, clasped the green onion-like thumb and index finger of her right hand, and put the other three fingers together, and returned a one-handed salute with a soft voice: "You are welcome, Daoist Zhang."

Fu Gujing saw that the second senior brother who walked down the steps of the eaves had no fluctuations in Yuan Qi, so she nodded in response, looked at the small old Taoist temple in front of her, and said, "Let's offer incense first, let's get busy later."

Zhang Wenfeng introduced the second senior brother to them, extended his hand and invited them to the main hall.

After completing the process of offering incense, Zhang Wenfeng and the second senior brother whispered a few words, and asked the second senior brother to continue guarding in the main hall. He took Fu Gujing and the two down the steps to the backyard, opened the door of the hut where the sundries were piled up, and smelled the smell in the room. The strong stench of corpses inside.

The woman subconsciously held her breath.

The killed zombies couldn't restrain the smell from the inside out, and the smell became more and more unpleasant.

Chapter 17 Strange and cold knowledge has increased a lot

Remove all the covered straws and untangle the vines, Zhang Wenfeng motioned Fu Gujing to check.

Fu Gujing tilted her head to look at Yun Qiuhe beside her, and said with a narrow smile: "Junior sister, you can check this female thief's corpse, I'll check the white zombie, or you choose?"

Yun Qiuhe rolled her eyes and looked at two rather unfriendly objects on the ground.

The female thief died too badly, a blow to the left chest was enough, her neck was pierced, her head was turned around, it was very uncomfortable to watch her die.

She couldn't help but admire this seemingly gentle and elegant Zhang Daoyou.

He is a real ruthless character who does not close the eyelids for the dead to be decent.

The white zombie on the side was even more unsightly, with its limbs twisted, and the dark red muscles that were slashed and crumbled, like smoked old bacon, and I don't know how many wounds there were.

The skeleton-like horror face was covered with sparse fluffy white hair, like white mold.

Thinking of using her fingers to touch that disgusting thing, she became irritated, and she couldn't get tired of it. She was really in a dilemma. Seeing her brother's expression of watching the show, she was cruel at last, pointing at the female thief's body, gritted her teeth and said: " I choose this."

She actually didn't want to choose either.

But I chose to come to Xiling County Daolu Branch to experience the road, even if I had to walk on my knees.

What's more, she has a strong temperament and can't be seen as a joke.

He put the hat on a pile of straw, squatted down and turned his body sideways, facing the two men with his buttocks not wrapped in robes.

Yun Qiuhe stretched out two fingers, picked up a few strands of blood-stained dry hair, and glanced at the female thief's face. Check the wound, look at the left and right fingers and palms of the female thief.

He took off the female thief's black soft-soled boots, untied the foot bag and threw it aside, and took a rough look at the toes.

After the inspection, Yun Qiuhe wiped his fingers hard on the straw on the side. He originally wanted to take out the silk cloth in his sleeve and wipe his fingers again. Seeing Fu Gujing watching, he stood up and took out a folded sheet from his pocket. The autopsy file, and a small section of sharpened thrush.

Fu Gujing couldn't stand it anymore, and stopped her: "Wait, don't write the case file, I'll check it later."

Yun Qiuhe smiled immediately: "That's right, please trouble Senior Brother Fu."

She knows that her perfunctory approach is not in line with the rules, but she really doesn't want to touch the cold and rigid body of the dead, let her fight with evil thieves with real swords, she promises not to frown, she is not a novice who has never seen blood .

Fu Gujing rolled up her sleeves, took out a small bottle from her pocket, uncovered the stopper, poured a little white powder, rubbed it evenly on her hands, and said: "Most of the people we deal with are evil thieves, monsters, and ghosts. Apply the medicinal powder developed by Daolu Institute first to prevent being poisoned by calculation."

Instead of looking at Yun Qiuhe, who was a little embarrassed and obviously forgot about this, he squatted down, first barely straightened the curled body of the female thief, and untied the blood-stained hair, separating them one by one, revealing the female thief's frontal appearance.

Judging by pressing, confirming that there are no strange things hidden in the pockets and arms of the female thief, which can be used to deceive people, then unfasten the belt and cloth buckle of the black night clothes of the female corpse, and carefully check the clothes inch by inch.

Not long after, some strange items appeared on a piece of white cloth spread out on the ground.

There is a rare pocket hidden weapon shooting tube that was unfastened from the female thief's left wrist,

The black vial hidden in the belt, the four-inch long black hairpin with a sharp end taken out from the hair,

Two dark green beads the size of jujubes, a half-foot dagger with a sheath tied to the inner side of the left calf, a small silver ingot and three pieces of broken silver, plus a thin black sword that was cut into two pieces, and a The hilt is plain black with no decorative scabbard.

Yun Qiuhe has long been frightened by Fu Gujing's too meticulous approach to untie the night clothes on the female thief's corpse, and went outside. How could she, an unmarried girl like Yunying, dare to look at it too much?Still in front of the two men.

Half of them are also ashamed of their carelessness and lack of careful inspection.

Is it so difficult to be a law enforcement guard of the Daolu Branch?

How is it so different from the cool and neat painting style she imagined for slaying demons and eliminating demons?

If she sees that her respected fellow senior brother, even the female thief's private parts, has to probe her fingers to check, it is estimated that her three views will be broken, which is too much.

It doesn't matter if the law enforcement guards who are so laborious don't do it. Isn't it delicious to go back to the mountain to practice cleanly?

Fu Gujing saw that Zhang Wenfeng's eyes were clear, very focused and full of curiosity, so he explained these techniques one by one, and finally retracted the palm that was attached to the female thief's belly to explore the cultivation base, and said:

"Before I took office in Xiling County, I spent more than a month studying with experienced officers and arresting officers. All the evidence I could find would speak and give us clues to the case, such as the female thief's embroidered bellyband. The rare and expensive Yunjin silk cloth is used, as well as foot-binding and foot-binding bags. The workmanship is exquisite and the materials are exquisite. Take it to an experienced clothing store and ready-to-wear store, and maybe you can find useful information and narrow our scope. search target.”

"This woman is around 24, and she has long been a woman. But by observing here and here, it can be judged that she has not given birth. These are some clues that may be used."

"By looking at the two penetrating sword wounds, skin muscle contraction, smoothness, and the broken bone incisions probed by fingers, I can judge that you used Yuan Qi at that time, but it was not able to use it, the technique was very unfamiliar, or your body Yuan Qi is about to bottom out, and the sword you are using is not ordinary."

He glanced at the dark green sword on Zhang Wenfeng's waist.

Zhang Wenfeng clenched his fists and greeted him. He learned a lot, and the strange knowledge has increased a lot. He asked:

"What's the next step?"

Fu Gujing untied the tattered black robe on the white zombie again, and checked quickly.

"With the existing evidence, we can dispatch experienced personnel separately to search for clues one by one, and finally gather them together, so that we can roughly judge whether it is the thief from the county or from another place."

He checked the smelly zombie twice, wiped his hands carefully in his tattered black robe, and stood up.

"There is one more important clue. We need to draw a portrait of the female thief. It is best to draw as much as possible. This way, we can take the portrait and go to the general area judged by other physical evidence, so that the local village officials and tourists , Li Zhang and the others have a look, nine out of ten can find the location of the thief's lair as quickly as possible."

He shouted to the outside: "Junior Sister Yun, I remember your painting skills are good, how is the quality of the portraits?"

Yun Qiuhe walked into the dim room from outside the door, and with the eyes of a monk, it was no problem not to light a candle.

She glanced at the female thief's body that only covered her chest and lower body, her face was slightly red and she turned her eyes away, but she saw the white zombie with no clothes covering her lower body, she hurriedly turned her eyes away, not knowing where she was looking, and said, "I Painting landscapes, flowers and birds is okay, painting portraits… it’s impossible, it’s too difficult to draw, and it doesn’t look alike at all.”

It should be uglier than a ghost.

What's more, the painting of the corpse with round eyes is really a ghost.

Fu Gujing took the package of evidence and walked outside, and explained, "I'll leave the rest to you, wrap them up casually and put them in an oil cloth bag. I'll send them to the county town later, and find the painter who will draw the portraits in the branch. help."

"what?!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't intend to stay and help, Yun Qiuhe took it for granted, so she had to bite the bullet and work.

For the sake of experience, no matter how disgusting it is, you have to endure it.

Chapter 18 Uphold the Mentality of Eliminating Evil and Promoting Kindness