President's Legendary Master

"You mean, that's not an ordinary thin clay pot, it's a demon's urn?" Secretary Xiao Xia felt that her knowledge was not enough.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" The little celestial master looked at him with a half-smile: "With so many famous figures in the Taoist sect, how would they be able to deal with one ghost? Even the ghost king, if they think about it, they can kill a hundred or eighty of them."

The people who said this, the head of Zhang, nodded implicitly, smiled and said nothing.

If it's ghosts and gods, they can cook, and so can monsters, but it's obviously not an ordinary monster at first glance.

"What kind of monster is this?" Sure enough, Secretary Xiaoxia continued to ask: "So many masters are helpless against it?"

"It's a monster."

"Weird?" What is this?

"It is recorded in "Han Shu Yi Zhuan" that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was lucky to have a sweet spring, and there were insects in the road, red, and the head, teeth, teeth, ears, and nose were all complete, and the observer could not understand it. The emperor made Dongfang Shuo look at it and said to him: "The name of this worm is strange. In the past, innocent people were arrested, and all the people were sad and complained. They raised their heads and sighed: "It's strange."Gai moved the heavens and was born of anger, hence the name Weizai.This place will be the prison of Qin. "That is to say, according to the map, believe it as it says. The Shang said again: "Why do you get rid of insects? Shuo said: "Anyone who is worried can be relieved by drinking wine, and it should disappear with wine." "So people took the worms and put them in the wine, and they were scattered for a while." The gentleness of the little celestial master's words, some people are confused, because not everyone can understand classical Chinese.

So, the little celestial master had to explain in vernacular: Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty went to Ganquan, and on the way he met a bug, red, with teeth, ears and nose on the head, and no one who saw it could recognize it.

So, the curious Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sent Dongfang Shuo to check.

Dongfang Shuo came back and reported: "The name of this insect is Weizai. In the past, it often captured innocent people. People were very sad and resentful. They looked up and sighed: "Quaizai, Weizai! "It probably moved the heavens, and it was formed by the condensation of this resentment, so it was named Weizai. This place must be the former prison site of the Qin Dynasty."

Because only where resentment and resentment are thick, such things will be born.

So he looked up the map immediately, and sure enough, as Dongfang Shuo said, this place is the former prison site of the Qin Dynasty.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty asked again: "How can we get rid of this insect?" Dongfang Shuo said: "Anyone who is sad will be relieved after drinking wine, so soaking it in wine can eliminate it." So Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sent someone to catch the insect and put it on the bed In the wine, it will dissolve and disperse after a while.

Hearing this, Secretary Xiao Xia frowned: "Then shall we drink?"

"We have heard of this story, but later people thought it should be some unclean parasites, soaked in wine, and naturally drowned, drunk to death, or things containing alcohol, itself It has the effect of disinfection and sterilization."

"Yeah, although it is said that the alcohol content of ancient wines was not much, there was alcohol content. Besides, everything was pure natural at that time, and there were no disease-causing bacteria. It is not like now, where any kind of strange disease can be cured. have."

"Yeah yeah!"

"Yes, if it has always been like this, of course there will be no troubles. However, the first monster in the world is different after all. It was born with human resentment, and it has been cultivated in a dark place for thousands of years. It will naturally become a monster. .”

"millennium……."

"For human beings, a thousand years is too long, but for animals and plants, if they live for a thousand years, they will naturally become demons." The little heavenly master said: "If such filthy things become demons, they will definitely cause a wave of epidemics, because It is not a good thing in itself, once it becomes a demon and is born, there will be plagues."

"This...?" Everyone was a little surprised.

"Historical Records · Emperor Suzong Xiaozhang in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty, in August 18th, Renzi, the emperor, was nineteen years old. The empress was honored as the Empress Dowager. Renxu, Emperor Xiaoming was buried in Xianjie Mausoleum. It was the year, the year of the epidemic The capital and the three prefectures suffered a severe drought, and the imperial edict not to accept land rents and manuscripts from Yan, Yu, and Xuzhou, and to give relief to the poor with grain.” The little celestial master was able to recite this paragraph: “Think about it, the capital is an important place , a plague suddenly broke out, and it also affected the surrounding three states with severe drought, and it was rent-free and relief. I think it should be at that time that Longhushan killed this monster and sealed it in a small clay pot. I don't quite understand one thing." The little celestial master thought for a while, and said, "If you want to dispose of the ashes of the demon, why don't you find a place to bury them?"

"Or sprinkle it in the sea?" Dugu Haoyan thought it would be best to sprinkle it in the sea, so as not to pollute the environment around the cemetery.

"The sea is cloudy, not to mention that the demon's body is dead, but the soul should still be there. Seal it up, let time slowly weaken its demon soul, and let it disperse naturally. It's time to stop, if this thing has been placed on the altar of worship, it will not even leave the hostility, it is just an empty clay pot." The little celestial master said: "There should be some records handed down Yes, maybe it was lost?"

In the land of China, after several catastrophes, how many inheritances have disappeared?How many records were destroyed by war?

If they couldn't find it, it doesn't mean that there were no records handed down.

"Then what should I do?" The others probably guessed a little bit, this thing seems to be very tricky.

"Cold salad, I have to set up an altar to sacrifice and see what's going on?" The little heavenly master sighed: "I can only guess, but I can't be sure. I need to confirm it."

"Can it be done that night?" Secretary Xiaoxia cared about the time.

"Evening?" Dugu Haoyan was amused: "Do you know what to prepare for opening the altar? First of all, you have to choose an auspicious day for the zodiac, understand? Then there is an auspicious time. The three offerings prepared are divided into three big animals and three small animals. Even the incense burnt and the green words for sacrifices need to be read one by one."

Dugu Haoyan was also the one who helped the little celestial master set up the altar, and even the grand sacrifice.

The last time they were praying in Wendao Zhai, the little celestial master started to be a vegetarian for the first three days, took a bath, and slept with him in the same bed but he was not allowed to roll the sheets.

Then on the day of offering sacrifices and praying for blessings, I did not eat for twelve hours and only drank a little water to moisten my throat.

It is strange to say that what was lit that day was a particularly thick high-grade incense, which burned for a full twelve hours, and the faint blue color of the cigarette hovered upwards, hovering over Wendaozhai, and did not disappear until the next day.

The little celestial master was also exhausted.

This kind of sacrifice is very exhausting.

Normally, Dugu Haoyan would not allow him to set up the altar, no matter what he did.

Some people even asked for blessings. Dugu Haoyan would push it away if he could.

And he will follow.

Secretary Xiaoxia didn't know anything about this place. He always thought it was easy to pray for blessings, and the setting of the altar was also very particular, but he didn't understand anything else.

"Is it so troublesome? But I have seen other people host the Confucius Festival, and it's not so troublesome?" Secretary Xiaoxia was a little bit incredulous.

Because the process of offering sacrifices to Confucius is just seven steps.

In the first step, the ceremony begins; in the second step, music begins, and representatives from all walks of life offer incense and grain; The Analects of Confucius; the sixth step is to sing "Ode to Great Harmony"; the last is the ceremony and the end.

There is a sacrificial dance, which is said to be inherited from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The dance for offering sacrifices to Confucius has not changed a bit for thousands of years.

It can be said to be the oldest dance in China.

"That's offering sacrifices to the most holy ancestors, and they've all formed a scale, and what they're worried about is how well the sacrificial texts are written, because it's a test of writing skills." Dugu Haoyan said: "But the things you're encountering now are different from those who are different from them." Same."

Secretary Xiaoxia suddenly got stuck.

The little celestial master didn't care about him anymore, because head Zhang and the others were still calling back to their juniors, asking them to check the information again.

Especially head Zhang, Longhushan is the ancestral court of the Heavenly Master Dao, how can he be inferior to others?Hurry up and find all the classics.

"Don't rely on the computer, go and look through the archived classics!" Head Zhang yelled into the phone, "Keep your eyes open and take a good look. It's rare for me to allow you people to enter the library."

There is a separate peak on the ancestral court of Longhu Mountain. It looks straight and is called "Bifeng".

There is a book library on this Bifeng, and all kinds of classics on Longhushan Tianshi Dao used to be available, but after many years of turmoil, some of them have been lost.

Later, the government positioned it as a holy land of Taoism, and vigorously developed tourism resources, as well as the sites where the Taoism of the Heavenly Master could not be seen, all of which were designated as protected areas.

Bifeng was included among them, and for the safety of the sect's classics, Zhang Zhang specially set up the Library Pavilion on Bifeng Mountain, where there is only one mountain road to go up and down, unless a helicopter flies over!

It is usually closed, and there are only five young Taoist priests guarding the mountain. There are fifteen people in total, and every group of five people rotates every month.

The top of the mountain there is actually well built, with running water, sewers, and a newly built library, and dormitories where you can take a shower and cook, etc., but it is relatively closed, and once you enter it, it will last for a month.

There are automatic generators in the mountains, but there is no internet.

You can't watch TV or anything, you can only work from sunrise to rest.

Especially the kind of original ecological environment.

After he explained in this way, he put down the phone, and the little celestial master advised him: "Don't force them, if it's really not with you, it's not good."

"I'm also in a hurry." Master Zhang sighed: "Since the one from Baodao passed away a few years ago, he hasn't left a bloodline, and the remaining three are his younger brother's children and his nephews. I don’t know how much I have learned, but there is no one who specializes in it. If they hadn’t made trouble, we would have been able to welcome that thing back a long time ago. They smashed the shell of that thing, not us.”

Speaking of which, he was full of resentment: "And the one named Tan is not a good thing either!"

Others were quite puzzled: "How did you say that?"

"What else can I say? This is a pity for Longhu Mountain." The head of Zhang didn't want to mention it, but the little celestial master said it for him: "Do you know Zhang Enfu?"

"This?" Taoist Master Qingtian, the current head of the Maoshan School, thought for a while: "But the No.60 third-generation descendant on Longhu Mountain?"

"It's him." The little celestial master said: "When Jiang was defeated and retreated from Treasure Island, he kidnapped many people on the eve of retreat. The first batch of people who were taken away were very important, including Zhang Enfu."

This Zhang Enfu is said to have read the Four Books and Five Classics when he was a child, recited Taoist classics, and learned Taoist rituals and talismans.

In 60, he had already "handled the jade seal and dharma sword of the heavenly master's way". According to the traditional customs, the Taoist circle called it No.[-]. "Sihan Tianshi Mansion" was nominally the head of Tianshi Taoism at that time.

It is said that he also carried out Taoist teaching activities in Shanghai and Suzhou, but retired to Longhu Mountain during the Anti-Japanese War.

Later, after the liberation, he put forward an initiative in Shanghai to establish a non-governmental Taoist association, which advertised that "religion is the most important thing, and unity is the most important", and proposed a plan to form a local Taoist church first, and then organize a national Taoist church.

It was a sensation at the time, and he really made a splash, being welcomed and loved everywhere he went.

A revival plan was put forward in eight aspects including "speaking scriptures, Taoism research, newspapers, books, Taoism books, relief, agriculture and forestry, and scientific rituals".

However, because the war broke out again at that time and the social situation was turbulent, it could not be implemented.

The plan was shelved, but his fame was still great.