My Taoist Temple is trending again

Chapter 43 Exclusively published by Jinjiang

Everything is business as usual in Ling Yunguan.

a few days later.

The full moon is like a disk, shining on an open space not far from Lingyun Temple.

This open space is very large, and during the heyday of Lingyun Temple, it could accommodate a hundred or so disciples to practice swords at the same time.Now that it is deserted, a mobile prefabricated house was just built for the craftsmen who went up the mountain to repair it, and a lot of building materials were piled up.

The craftsmen were still awake, and they gathered in the open space to enjoy the cool, play cards, and talk lively.

"I have also repaired many ancient buildings with Professor Yu. This is the first time I have seen such a well-preserved Lingyun Temple... These old houses look dilapidated, but they are actually very valuable."

"Yes, monks and Taoists are not short of money, why don't they treat us so well."

"You can't say that. There are children in this Taoist temple. I think they are quite simple. I think they are practicing seriously, which is different from many commercial temples and Taoist temples."

"The rich one is the boss in the wheelchair. He should be a believer in Lingyun Temple. He paid for the repair, right? He is also very nice. He even said that the Mid-Autumn Festival will give us benefits. I don't know if there is a legend that is very powerful. The cure for baldness."

"It's rare to meet such a good employer. We have to work hard for them. And repairing Taoist temples, should we be able to accumulate merit?"

……

While everyone was talking, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion stood up with a rather awkward expression.

Someone asked him, "Hey, Master Zhao, where are you going?"

The man named Master Zhao said with a stiff face, "I'll go back to the board room to smoke a cigarette."

The man said, "Just smoke here, it's okay."

Master Zhao paused, and said, "There's too much wood here, and it's terribly ignited. I... I'll have water and an ashtray when I go back. Be safe."

A few people laughed, and then praised Master Zhao: "It's better that Master Zhao is thoughtful."

"Master Zhao is a 30-year-old carpenter after all, so let's not talk about good craftsmanship, and be cautious in doing things."

"Master Zhao, with your skill, if you quit gambling, you would have saved up a few houses and married a wife? This time, you will also learn from the little Taoist priests on this mountain, so you just quit that thing. .”

"By the way, don't you old carpenters want to learn "Lu Ban Jing II", can masons learn it? I heard that the skill is especially strong on the night of the full moon. If you can learn it, you can teach me, and I will curse that one tonight. The boss who owes me wages."

Master Zhao's sallow face suddenly turned a little red, he stood up straight, and hastily said: "A group of uneducated people, I told you that there is no such thing. Don't delay my smoking, roll on."

Then he took the cigarette case and ran away, and the hearty smiles of these middle-aged men kept coming from behind.

That voice disturbed Master Zhao so much that he couldn't hear it even after running for a long distance, and he was still uneasy.

He knew why he was uneasy - he was lying, he didn't want to go back to the board room to smoke at all, but sneaked from the back door of Lingyun Temple to the library under the dim moonlight.

The library building is the tallest existing wooden building in Lingyun Temple. It was built according to the changes of the mountain. Twelve beams crossed and pierced on a main column.

When ordinary craftsmen see this library, they may marvel at the ingenious conception and the precise calculation of the heavy force, and cannot help boasting about the superb wisdom and aesthetic concepts of ancient craftsmen.

And if a craftsman who has studied Gongshuzi's "Luban Jing Volume [-]" sees this library pavilion, he has to add another reaction: this column is the main load-bearing column of this building, and it is used to perform the body pressing spell. is wonderful.

Choose a full moon night, paste a small piece of paper with someone's name and birth date under the column, and then recite the mantra, which will press the person under the column.From then on, this person will bear the weight of the pillar, and he will not be able to breathe smoothly day and night, and finally suffocate to death.

And the column of the library building is facing the full moon at this moment, just to absorb the moonlight.

Holding a piece of paper with Xu Qingmu's name in his hand, Master Zhao sneaked into the library and stood under the pillar.

Actually...it won't be serious.Master Zhao thought tremblingly.After all, I just started to learn, not a serious practitioner.And I didn't get the birthday horoscope of the Taoist leader.The most important thing is that I was not the one who wanted to harm him. I used other people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

Besides, the suffering that would only be suffered in the Yin Division can no longer be controlled now.Right now, the gambling debt he owes is the most terrifying, if he fails to repay it, his hands that have made countless delicate objects will be chopped off.

Master Zhao had completed his psychological training, so he squatted down slowly, took out a small shovel, carefully dug up the mud at the bottom of the pillar, pasted the piece of paper in his hand on it, and quickly buried it.

Immediately afterwards, he made a spell with both hands, raised his head to face the direction of the bright moon, closed his eyes tightly, and whispered the spell that he had memorized many times.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, looking at the moonlight shining through the gap in the window.

It was as if nothing had changed and the world remained the same.

He didn't know if the little Daoist who looked like a fairy was already suffering from the pain at this time, so he was very at a loss, and said to himself in a low voice: "Success, success?"

I thought there would be no answer to ask myself, but at the next moment I suddenly heard an unexpected voice: "Unfortunately, there is no."

The sudden sound shocked Master Zhao, he screamed "Ah", and was about to ask who it was, but before he could speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if there was a An invisible and huge hammer fell from the sky and slammed on his back. He couldn't bear the thunderous weight, and he fell to the ground without even groaning.

Then, half of the air in his lungs was suddenly taken away, Master Zhao's face turned blue in an instant, he opened his mouth wide to gasp for air, but it was of no avail.

The weight on his back pressed his lungs into a piece of paper. He couldn't breathe freely as usual, but he couldn't die. He only breathed a sigh of relief, allowing him to bear the pain soberly.

This is... the Body Pressing Curse!

Master Zhao was terrified, but he couldn't move. He opened his mouth and let out a meaningless low wail, and then saw a pair of black cloth shoes appearing in front of his eyes.

He paused, tried his best to look up, and saw Xu Qingmu's stern face under the hazy moonlight.

Behind Xu Qingmu was Song Jue in a wheelchair, and a grey-faced ghost doll on his shoulder who was shouting angrily.

Song Jue looked at him with cold eyes, as if he was already a dead person, then raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect it to be you, it's a pity, your craftsmanship is very good."

Master Zhao panicked, always thinking that his next sentence would be "I can only work for the King of Hades in the future".So he hurriedly grabbed Xu Qingmu's feet for help, but Xu Qingmu just took a quick step back, and he was in vain.

"I...I..." Master Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but these two words used up a lot of air in his lungs, causing him to keep rolling his eyes, but he just couldn't utter a complete sentence .

Xu Qingmu looked at him condescendingly, and said in a soft voice, "Your spiritual power is so low that you dare to curse people. Has anyone taught you that if you are no match for being Those who cast the curse will be backlashed."

Master Zhao's face was even more bruised, and while panting violently, he said with difficulty: "I... I was wrong, I will never, never, never dare again! Let me go!"

Xu Qingmu didn't make a sound, and Song Jue said coolly: "It's so smooth to admit your mistakes, it shows that you usually do bad things a lot."

At this point, Master Zhao still doesn't understand, Xu Qingmu has already seen through his little tricks.Today, the two of them deliberately waited here, watching him take the bait, watching him retaliate, and watching him suffer.

They even kindly gave him a chance. If he could stop at the last moment, he wouldn't have to bear the pain of backlash now.

If you want to save your life, you can only explain everything quickly.

Master Zhao swallowed his saliva, endured the pain and said quickly: "Yes...someone told me to harm you! I was just an ordinary carpenter, but the man found me and said that the carpenter has somewhat inherited the spiritual power of the ancestor Lu Ban , so I am willing to teach me the lost "Lu Ban Jing Volume [-]". I... I owe a lot of money and have many enemies, so I thought maybe I could learn it, and curse the enemies to death..."

Xu Qingmu stared at him and said, "I don't remember any enmity between my Lingyun temple and you, and the disciples in the temple respect you craftsmen very much."

The carpenter hurriedly said: "Yes, it is that person who has a grudge against you! He asked me to cast a curse on you and everyone else in Lingyun Temple first. If it works, I will be able to become a teacher, and he will also give me a sum of money. I'll pay off my gambling debts first...I, I was infatuated for a while...but I really knew I was wrong!"

Xu Qingmu squatted down, looked at him with cold eyes, and said, "Who is that person?"

Master Zhao said: "I... I don't know, he didn't tell me his name, anyway, he is a very young man."

Xu Qingmu and Song Jue looked at each other.

This matched their guess.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Master Zhao became even more frightened, and hurriedly said: "Also, that person asked me to collect your hair, I... a few days ago when I was repairing the wooden beams in your room , I picked up one, and it has already been sent down the mountain... Xiaodaochang, that person is trying to harm you! I can... I can find a way to help you get him out, and you will know who he is. I can help you, as long as You...help me, I can't take it anymore, it's too painful!"

Xu Qingmu looked at the person in front of him and felt that he was really inferior to a pile of garbage, so he didn't even bother to give him a look, turned his head and said, "I don't need you."

Master Zhao panicked even more, he squirmed on the ground and said, "I can... I can..."

Xu Qingmu, however, was impatient to listen to his nonsense anymore, and interrupted him: "For the sake of our people being safe, I won't take your life, but you deserve the backlash. Pain How long it will last depends on how much resentment you have when you cast the curse. Don't worry, with your three-legged cat's skill, you won't die, at most a year and a half."

Master Zhao suddenly felt that the weight on his back became heavier, and he couldn't bear it for just a few minutes, and it would take another year or so...

"Also, go and tell that person." Xu Qingmu only turned his side to Master Zhao, so Master Zhao only saw a flash of danger in Xu Qingmu's eyes, "I never take the initiative to seek trouble, but if someone seeks trouble Come to the door and weigh it yourself."

After Xu Qingmu finished speaking, he was about to turn around, but before leaving, he looked back at Master Zhao who was lying on the ground, and suddenly laughed.

This smile made Master Zhao shudder. He didn't know where the strength came from, but suddenly he struggled to get up and started to hide.

Xu Qingmu looked at him with a smile that was half innocent and half malicious, and said slowly: "Sorry, there is another custom."

Master Zhao didn't know what he meant, and before he could react, he saw the gray-faced ghost baby on Song Jue's shoulder let out a cheerful "ga" and rushed towards him, and he had no time to hide. Suddenly, I felt a chill on the top of my head, and a piece of hair fell in front of my eyes.

Soon, the gray-faced ghost doll flew back onto Song Jue's shoulder, making a "crack" sound as if asking for a reward.

Song Jue's eyes became gentle in an instant, he gently touched his head, closed his eyes without any shame and praised: "It's very good, you have a sense of design, you will definitely become an excellent hair stylist in the future."

Satisfied, Bai Meimei put her hips on her hips and admired her achievement - a brand new Kappa head shining brightly under the moonlight.

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