[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

Taoism believes that "all the joints of Niwan have gods." It means that there are corresponding gods everywhere in the human body, and there are [-] gods in total.

Among them, the three corpse gods live in the brain, stomach, and heels of people respectively. Every time it comes to the day of Gengshen, they will report to the heavens what good and evil things people have done this year.

"Wuwu, but, Master Zhang, we have been dead for so long, and our bodies have been buried. The sojourner gods inside should have left early!" The ghosts could not understand what they heard, and wept around Qingyang.

"?" Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and then said blackly, "Well, I changed my name, you can call me Daochang or Qingyang. Don't worry, as long as I am near the place where your corpses are buried, It will be able to recall the original Three Corpse Gods."

At that time, as long as the three corpse gods are asked to write down the merits and demerits of the sojourner, and then send them to the underworld together with the ghosts, the underworld will not have to worry about the completion of the book of life and death, and there will be no basis for judgment or records.

The ghosts were overjoyed: "Thank you Zhang...Master Qing!"

Qingyang: "...Qing is not my surname... Well, forget it, call it whatever you want." Anyway, it won't delay him from plucking the wool of the underworld.

The three corpse gods didn't expect that the sojourners died and they either retired or took another job. After so long, they would be called back to write such a thick book of merits and demerits.

The most deceitful thing is that Qingfu Temple is so poor that they don't even have pens and paper, and they still have to rely on divine power to gather them together. This hard work is hard to refuse.

The size of the three corpse gods can be regarded as gods, just like Zhao Gongming and other five ghosts before, they should do good deeds since they bear the priesthood.

Originally, some things could be ignored as if they hadn’t been seen, but they were all summoned by the virtuous spell casters and put them in front of them. Not helping them really violates their teachings of respecting morality and virtue.

As a result, some three corpse gods wrote and wrote, and couldn't help feeling sad and whimpering: "Why, why did the people I used to live as sojourners live so long?"

?What are you talking about!The ghosts shared the joy with the three corpse gods: "Think of the best in everything, and when you finish writing, we can go to reincarnation!"

"..." The three corpse gods paused, and after a while, they broke out into even more tragic cries: But, what does that have to do with their three corpse gods? ? ?

The ghosts didn't care how badly the three corpse gods were crying, they lined up excitedly and waited in front of Qingyang for salvation, and kept expressing their thanks: "Thank you, thank you!"

Qingyang estimated how much money he might be able to squeeze out of the underworld, and was also very excited, and kept replying thanks: "Where is it, I am here, thank you!"

So, when the child next door couldn't sleep, got up at night, and ran to the back of the yard to pee, he accidentally saw a golden light flickering in the Qingfu Temple next to him for some reason, and he could faintly hear "Wedge" The sound of barking flowers, "Wei Qi", made him stay for a long time before being called back into the room by his mother's scolding.

"What's the reminder, I can't fall asleep after lying down..." The child muttered as he lay back on the bed, he could still hear the voice of "Wi Qi wedge" next door, and he couldn't help feeling envious:

Parents always said that the Taoist priest next door was poor and cheated everywhere. Now it seems that the Taoist priest must have made a lot of money!How much does it cost to set off fireworks at night for such a long time!

Hmm, tomorrow morning, I will take my friends to the Taoist temple to see if there are any good things...

…………

How did Qingyang know that he earned extra money last night, and the kid next door thought he was setting off fireworks secretly.He stayed up all night, and when the sky was about to dawn, the last batch of merit and demerit books would be completed.This also depends on the fact that the Three Corpse Gods are different from human beings, otherwise decades of merits and demerits would not be sorted out in one night.

The messenger of the city god and ghost who was summoned by Qingyang was very happy, flipping through the merits and demerits and said: "You have helped a lot... um, but it doesn't have to be so hard."

The ghost messenger looked Qingyang up and down, and out of cooperation, he said with concern, "The book of life and death has been damaged for more than a day or two, it's not too short of time. You also take time to tidy up yourself! It's not your yang energy, I almost took you away as a ghost just now... Well, since you said you want money from the yang world to rebuild the statue of Sanqingtian, I will pay you more this time."

Qingyang took the broken silver, stunned for a moment, couldn't help raising his hand to touch his face: "Is there any?"

He came here from transmigration, first escaped from birth, and then tidied up the Taoist temple. He really didn't pay attention to his image problem. When he wiped his hand suddenly, his skin was really rough, "By the way, by the way, can I Pay in advance? Just give me more this time, and I'll make up for it later by saving ghosts..."

Ghost: "..."

Ghost messenger: "You still want to owe debts to the underworld????!"

The ghost messenger ruthlessly rejected Qingyang's request.After Qingyang sent the ghost messenger away regretfully, remembering what the ghost messenger said just now, he went to the well to take a picture, and he couldn't help but take a breath——

Although the person in the water has good-looking facial features, his sallow and emaciated face caused by poverty, the haggardness caused by staying up late, coupled with his disheveled hair and dusty face make him look like a water ghost.However, with a pair of dog eyes, it looks quite pitiful, harmless to humans and animals.

"Hey, it looks quite similar to me." After Qingyang marveled, he said calmly, "It's not a big problem, just take care of it in the future. Get water and wash in a while, the main thing is to straighten out your hair..."

Qingyang's reasoning made sense until dawn.

He changed into an old but clean Taoist robe, held a one-character scarf in his hand, and sat by the well with straight eyes: "...Why, why Zhang Mingde is a self-made scroll..."

He tried everything, but he couldn't let the curly hair hang down smoothly.

A Taoist priest, with his hair tied in a bun, has curly hair on his temples. Does this look like a serious Taoist priest? ? ?However, today is a rare and auspicious day. If you don’t hurry up, it will be too late to select soil materials and hold soil and water fetching ceremonies.

That's right, for the Sanqing statue in view, Qingyang doesn't plan to hire another craftsman to make it, but plans to make it himself.He has done this job countless times in modern times, most of which are for the believers, which is very inspirational.

In order not to delay the auspicious day, Qingyang had no choice but to reluctantly give up the fight with the self-rolled scroll, carefully tied up the scarf, and rushed to purchase.

So, when the children next door ran around, gathered a large group of boy scouts, picked up many stones, and ran towards the Taoist temple to make trouble, Qingyang had already completed the ceremony of fetching soil and water, prepared the soil, Bamboo strips, start to mix the plaster.

Qingyang: "There is no distraction... Hey, I just didn't have time to do the morning class, so let me recite the Jingjing Sutra."

Unaware, children who are still approaching:

"Hmph, let's find a few light ones later, and take them up to throw stones. Kill that fake Taoist and deceitful spirit."

"Oh, if I didn't get my clothes dirty, I would be beaten by my mother. I wanted to get some mud and dung balls!"

"Hee hee, look at how brave you are, look! I picked it up! Smell it, is it smelly enough? Haha, I'll be... ah, what a sound."

In the Taoist temple: "...the clear is the source of turbidity, the moving is the base of stillness; people can always be quiet, and the world will return..."

Qingyang recited the Qingjing Sutra, not like ordinary Taoist priests, with a flat face and a flat tone, but added rhyme.

The Taoist school also has its own music, for example, the early altar homework of Taoist priests will use "Clarifying Rhyme" as the opening rhyme.

Daoyue is generally solemn and quiet, pure and elegant, giving people a sense of egolessness as if they are talking and praying with the gods. After listening to it, it seems that they have been cleansed by the soul.In addition, Qingyang insists on reciting the Qingjing Sutra, which is for the purpose of cultivating immortality, and also for the purpose of suppressing evil and driving away evil spirits, which naturally brings Taoism and majesty...

"..." The child with the dung ball in one hand and the mud in the other, gradually slowed down his steps. The excitement of making trouble faded from his face, his eyes slowly became empty, and three questions about life suddenly appeared in his heart:

……who I am?where am I? ...Why should I dig out the dung ball?

Ah...so dirty, don't you love to be clean?

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

As if in a bewilderment, the children hugged or grabbed the supplies they had prepared to make trouble, and walked slowly to the wall of the Qingfu Temple, and slowly slid and sat down, each of them growing up like a little old man or a little old lady. He let out a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky.

Alas... the sky is quite blue.

Ah... the cloud is so white.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. The children are leaning against the wall, crossing their legs like this, and listening to the scripture rhyme. Inexplicably, they feel that their breathing is much smoother. The air suddenly becomes so refreshing, and their small bodies are not as heavy as before. Yes, in short, it is comfortable.

The narrow alley where Qingfu Temple is located is populated by the poorest people in Qinhuai.

Although he enjoys freedom, his life may not be as good as that of a servant of a rich family.A whole family may live in a thatched hut, cowshed, or even outside the latrine.

The adults are busy raising their families during the day, and they have to wait until late at night to be free. At this time, they come to look for their children, but suddenly realize——Where is the little carrot head that was running around from morning to night?

Have you seen it in your house?No, what about his family?

They asked each other in a circle, and they didn't know until they asked people close to Qingfu Temple:

"What? We ran to Qingfu Temple together early in the morning? Why, make trouble? No way, how much energy can a group of brats have. The trouble can't last so long, and I don't know how to go home!"

"...What? Sitting in a corner in a daze? My second child?? His ass can touch half a cup of tea on the bench, I have to burn incense for my ancestors!"

"Hey! Who can explain clearly about the child, just bring the child back quickly!"

So all the elders took advantage of the moonlight to go out of Qingfu Temple together, and were about to yell at them, but when they saw the child clearly, they all fell silent again.

The children leaned against each other in two or three, leaning their backs against the wall of Qingfu Temple, and slept very soundly, which they had never experienced even in their own beds.

Maybe it's the poor conditions, or maybe it's the children's preciousness. In this nameless alley abandoned by Qinhuai, children are always prone to illness and premature death.

Healthy adults are better. Old, young, or sick people cannot sleep well for many years, especially babies, who cry all the time and hardly sleep a night.

But now?The eldest brother of the Li family could see clearly that his second child was carrying Yaodi's baby, and both of them were sound asleep, as if they were not the ones who turned over, woke up, and cried endlessly at night before.

——It’s just that some children have strange shapes and hold dung balls in their hands, so they can sleep soundly.

"...This little bastard, it's just such a piece of clothing! If it's so dirty, you'll have to beat it when you get back."

That's what I said, but after all, adults love their children. Some people went up and lightly wanted to pick up the children, but as soon as they came out of the Taoist Temple, the Li family's children who were sleeping soundly were awakened immediately, and then "Wow— —" cried out loudly.

Within three feet of Qingfu Temple, there are talismans carved by Qingyang to drive away evil spirits and calm evil spirits, but beyond three feet, it is a place for ghosts to roam freely.

The children who were sleeping soundly were woken up immediately, they yawned and opened their eyes, and saw their father:

"Father? Why are you here - hum, hum, wow! It stinks!"

"Qingfu Guan is so comfortable here, we fell asleep after leaning against the wall for a while, and slept well—"

"I think the elder brother of Qingfuguan is not the same as what you said at all. He is a very nice person. The singing made us fall asleep."

The parent who took the lead: "Kids don't know what to say, you are sleeping deeply, maybe you have been poisoned by the incense! You are not allowed to go near Qingfu Temple again! Do you hear me?"

Child:"……"

I heard it, but he dared it next time.

On the Yongding River embankment, in the prince's temporary camp.

Jin Wei knelt on one knee with his head bowed: "Your Highness, Zhang Mingde's whereabouts have been found out. After leaving the governor's mansion, he seemed to have returned directly to his Taoist temple in Qinhuai, and has been shutting himself out. According to inquiries, it is said that he was in Building a god statue by myself...should be planning to rebuild the Qingfu Temple."

"Oh? Rebuild the Qingfu Temple?" Yinfeng touched the horsewhip in his hand, thinking that the Taoist priest was quite capable, and at a young age, he actually owned a Taoist temple.He still plans to rebuild it, and it seems that there is a lot of money. "The previous coffin, I found a lot of charlatans and failed to crack it. If he is really powerful, such a character must not be won over by others. Wait for a few more days." , the affairs here in Yongding River are basically over, so you go to prepare a carriage, and we set off to Qingfu Temple to visit Master Zhang."

"..." Jinwei was sweating profusely, and finally Zhongxin broke through the line of defense of fear, desperately remonstrating, "Your Highness, I'm afraid it's not right! The Qingfu Temple is really... really inconvenient. "

"Oh? Why, there are too many believers, and the guest hall is already full?" Yinfeng was not angry, he was busy imagining the appearance of Qingfu Temple in his mind.

——It should be the kind of Daguan temple with several halls and halls, or how can it be called a "view".

Jinwei: "...No... There are only three houses in Qingfu Temple, one is the main hall dedicated to the gods, one is the kitchen, and the other is Zhang Mingde's own living..."

"..." The concept of Qingfu in Yinreng's mind suddenly cracked, "?? So small?!"

What face is called 'view'! !

"...That's all." Yinfeng suppressed his temper and said in a bad tone, "You can temporarily stay in a nearby inn, but it must be clean and tidy—"

The guard's head was even lower: "Returning to Your Highness, the nameless street where Qingfu Temple is located is the settlement of poor families in the Qinhuai River. There is no clean and tidy inn nearby!"

Yinfeng: "..."

His Royal Highness began to hesitate.

Jin Wei said honestly: "However, recently, some spies found out that there seems to be a change in the eldest prince's place, and they also sent people in the direction of Qinhuai—"

Yinfeng gritted his teeth fiercely, and the whip creaked in his grip: "Prepare the car!"

Back then when he knew about Zhang Mingde, it was the eldest prince who told him.You can't let the eldest prince get there first, he must be the first!

Yinfeng: "..."

Yinfeng: "... instead of leaving now, you should send someone to Qinhuai to buy a better house."

Konoe: "...Yes."

I don't know when it started, but the area around Qingfu Temple with its gates closed has gradually become the best place for children to gather and rest.

At first, some parents would beat and scold them when they came to pick them up, but after a long time, gradually some elderly people, poor people who were infirm and sick also gathered here spontaneously. of the difference.

This is not empty talk. Anyone who goes to experience it for themselves can clearly feel the difference.

Within three feet around the Taoist temple, the air is fresher and cooler than other places, and the coldness and heaviness that can't be driven away from the body seem to be swept away instantly with one step.Occasionally, if you are lucky, you can still hear the rhyme of scriptures in the Taoist temple, and you can feel comfortable for several days after listening.

So, after some time, not only children and old people, but also some young and middle-aged people, when they come back from being extremely tired, will rub against the Qingfu Temple and sit against the corner, the weight on their shoulders is lightened, and the whole body Everyone couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and relax.

Qingyang, who has been bored in the observation and carefully sculpted the statue, did not notice the changes outside the observation.

The shaping of the statue is extremely particular.Not to mention the ceremonial procedures such as dressing up dirty and consecrating light, but in terms of sculpture depiction alone, there are corresponding regulations on the posture and posture of the statue, to the crown, clothing, ritual utensils, and shrine of the statue.Here in Qingyang, there is one more thing, which is the description of appearance.

Anyway, Qingyang is the great-disciple and grandson of Sanqing's direct relatives!I have also seen the true face of the master's appearance several times.As for consecrating and inviting gods, the closer they are to the true appearance of the gods, the more powerful they will be.

After patiently waiting for the clay sculpture to dry completely, Qingyang painted the statue carefully, and then took the ashes representing supernatural powers that the city god and ghost messenger had prepared earlier, held a ceremony of pretending to be dirty, and finally covered the statue with a red cloth The heads of the three statues are wrapped up, waiting for the final "opening ceremony", or "inviting the gods".

The last step has to wait until the next auspicious day before proceeding.

The hard work finally came to an end, Qingyang looked at the three majestic statues standing on the shrine of the main hall, heaved a long sigh of relief, stretched his hands and feet, turned around and left the hall, and went to open the observation door that had been closed these days.

The consecration instrument can be displayed publicly to the believers.On the one hand, it is to show the majesty of the gods and promote beliefs, and on the other hand, it is also to show the morals and deeds of those who preside over the rituals, so as to attract new business and attract a lot of sesame oil money.

Qingyang was thinking about going back to the consecration ceremony and whether he needed to buy a new set of offering vessels, such as treasure covers and curtains.If the money is really not enough, he will continue to do odd jobs in the underworld and buy materials to do it himself.

Also, although the conditions in the temple are very poor, the basic offerings such as the incense burner must be fully prepared for the Sanqing Patriarch, and the Sanqing Patriarch cannot be allowed to suffer with him...

ah! !It would be great if Guanli could have more staff and more money! !Qingyang couldn't help looking up to the sky and sighing silently.

The long-closed wooden door was slowly opened with a "squeak—" sound.

Unprepared outside the door, people still sitting in rows, leaning against the wall: "..."

Qing Yang just lowered his head inside the door: "..."

Neighbors: "...Who are you??"

In the past, Zhang Mingde was unkempt, even in the temple, his hair was often disheveled and he didn't wear a hat.

But Qingyang likes to be neat and tidy. He just washed up before going out. After washing off the dust all over his face, he tied his hair neatly behind his head and pulled it into a bun, making his full forehead bright and bright. Clear eyes, a straight nose bridge, and beautiful smiling lips are all exposed, looking refreshed and energetic.

Because the hair is too thick and cannot be restrained, the tail hangs naturally from the back of the bun, and hangs gracefully on the back. On the forehead is tied the simplest one-character scarf in the Taoist crown hat, and occasionally there are a few curly hairs on the sideburns. It hangs down on the cheeks and floats with the breeze, looking quite fairy-like...

The two sides looked at each other, and after a long silence, Qingyang said: "Well, I am Zhang Mingde, and now the name is changed to Qingyang. In ten days, there will be a consecration ceremony in the temple. If there are believers, you can come to the temple on the same day. fragrant--"

The neighbors seemed to wake up from a dream, bouncing off the ground one after another like an electric shock:

"What, what believers, don't think that if you change your name and make yourself look like a dog, we will be fooled again!"

"I'm just passing by to rest my feet. What kind of consecration ceremony, I will never come to participate, don't even think about it!"

"Yes, bah! I won't come!"

During the quarrel, someone was agitated and accidentally stepped out of the three-foot range, and was immediately frightened by the ghost passing through his body, and stepped back quickly with his own feet.

Neighbors who receded like the tide and came back quickly: "..."

Qingyang: "..."