my God

Shenjun drank a few glasses of wine, showing a little drunk.He suddenly turned his head and asked Song Yan: "Do you know Heng'e?"

"Who?" Song Yan didn't hear clearly for a moment.

Shenjun gave him a meaningful look and said, "It's also called Chang'e."

"Oh," Song Yan pointed to the disc in the sky, "The one on the moon?"

"Have you heard her story?" Shen Jun asked as he poured a glass of wine himself, and then drank it down again.

"Yi asked the Queen Mother of the West for the medicine of immortality, and Heng'e stole it to fly to the moon. I was so sad that I couldn't continue it." Song Yan remembered a sentence in "Huainanzi".

Shenjun poured another glass of wine, and said with a smile while drinking: "A beauty who is famous in the three worlds! The husband who was abandoned by her is really miserable..."

Song Yan didn't know why Shenjun suddenly brought up this issue, so he couldn't help asking tentatively: "Has Shenjun ever had a partner?"

Shenjun was obviously drunk, squinting his eyes and asked, "Why do you want a partner?"

"That's right," Song Yan rubbed the tip of his nose, nodded and said, "Even monks pay attention to pure cultivation, let alone gods!"

Shenjun ignored him, rested his chin on one hand, looked into the distance and muttered to himself: "Whether it's hate or resentment, it's time to end..."

Song Yan couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat. He looked at Shenjun, wanted to ask but didn't dare to open his mouth.Seeing Shen Jun start to doze off, he asked in a low voice: "Shen Jun, why do you hate me?"

I didn't expect to hear the answer at first, but Shenjun flung his arms loose on the table and muttered, "Because you killed us..."

You killed us.

Song Yan's heart tightened suddenly.

When he got in touch with what Shenjun said before, Song Yan suddenly remembered a few paragraphs in the ancient book——

"Xi He, Di Jun's wife, born ten days old."

"There is a hibiscus in Tanggu, bathed for ten days, in the north of Heizhi. In the water, there is a big tree, which lives in the lower branch for nine days and the upper branch for one day."

"There is a buttress on the Tanggu, and it arrives in a day and leaves in a day, all of which are recorded in Wu."

"In the time of Yao, ten days came out together, and the grass and trees were scorched. Yao ordered Yi to shoot for ten days, nine of them, and nine birds died in one day, and fell off their wings, so they stayed for one day."

……

Song Yan looked at the sleeping god, and asked softly, "So, am I his reincarnation?"

He sat blankly by the side, staring blankly at the moon. After a long time, he murmured to himself: "I am Song Yan, not him. But I accept the debt from the previous life."

After speaking, he stood up, collected the leftover food and drinks on the table, took them back to his residence in the backyard, and then took a blanket back to cover Shenjun.

After finishing all this, he went back to his room to sleep.

The next day when Yinshi arrived at [-]:[-], Song Yan got up as usual and went to meditate under the tree.

Only the kang table and a folded blanket remained on the pine platform, and the god was nowhere to be seen, not even the crow.

Song Yan pretended that nothing happened last night, and continued to do everything he should do as usual.But at noon, this topic happened to be brought up again.

The reason was that Jushi Liu brought some dried wild vegetables for everyone to eat, and Song Yan asked casually: "What kind of vegetables are these?"

Layman Liu immediately told: "This is a grasshopper vegetable, and its scientific name is also purslane."

Oh, purslane, clearing heat and detoxifying, quenching thirst and diuresis.Song Yan nodded, and took another chopstick, thinking that although the taste of this dish is not good, it is good for the body to eat it occasionally.

At this time, the oldest Jushi Chen couldn't help telling a story: "Do you know why the grasshoppers don't die in the sun?"

Purslane is a plant with very strong vitality. Pull out the roots and put it aside for a few days. As long as the roots touch the soil again, they will come back to life.

Neither Song Yan nor Layman Liu took up the fight, because Layman Chen obviously wanted to tell a story, not a scientific explanation.

"It is said that Yang Erlang's mother, Sifan, married an ordinary person and gave birth to Yang Erlang. When the Jade Emperor got angry, he pushed his own sister to the bottom of the mountain. When Yang Erlang grew up, he split the mountain with a magic ax and killed his mother. He was rescued. He hated those mountains. After putting his mother aside, he drove them all to the northeast with a whip. When he came back, he found that his mother had been roasted by ten suns in the sky, leaving only a puddle of blood..."

When Song Yan heard the ten suns, he immediately looked up at Jushi Chen.

After taking a sip of water, Chen Jushi continued: "Yang Erlang was very angry, and he started to catch the sun again. He caught one and crushed it down the mountain. He caught nine in a row, and the last one was so frightened that he hid under the grasshopper. Saying nothing, this saved the last sun. Later, in order to thank the grasshopper, the sun stopped drying it..."

Song Yan ate the rest of the meal silently, and said to himself: There are quite a lot of versions of the legend of the ten days!Obviously, no one knows who edited this one. If the original author has seen cacti and other succulents, it is estimated that the protagonist is not a grasshopper.

***

Song Yan didn't see Shenjun all day, including calling him for dinner, and he didn't know if he didn't see him on purpose, or if he was drunk last night and didn't wake up.

Fortunately, Shenjun appeared the next day. Seeing that he didn't seem to remember what Mid-Autumn Festival said, Song Yan also pretended not to know anything.

Apart from being kind to him, Song Yan didn't know how to make up for it, so he simply pretended not to know, so as to avoid embarrassment for both parties.

On August [-]th, Daoist Yang came back, exhausted, and it seemed that his cultivation had improved again.

Song Yan was very happy and pestered the master a lot.But after dinner, when the master said that he was going to leave tomorrow, Song Yan was so sad that he didn't even sleep well.

In the middle of the night, Daoist Yang quietly used a spell to make Song Yan fall into a deep sleep, and then he put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

Although the moon is missing one side, it still shines brightly on the earth.

Daoist Yang came under the big mulberry tree in the front yard, knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully.

After worshiping, he didn't get up immediately, but kept lying on the ground respectfully, until he saw a pair of black cloud boots and a corner of a black silk robe, he knelt up straight, raised his hands and said, "Mountain God!"

The mountain god looked at him indifferently, without making a sound.

"Tomorrow, I will leave. This time, my party will not know whether to live or die. I will entrust you with my disciple Song Yan and this temple!"

Shenjun looked into the distance, and replied coldly: "You should know that I had a grudge against him in the previous life, so you are not afraid that I will take his life as soon as you leave?"

"Why wait until now if you want to take his life?" Daoist Yang asked back.

"What's the fun in killing an ordinary person? When he grows up, I won't be too late to do it." Shenjun still looked indifferent.

"Life and death are fate. If he is destined to die at your hands in this life, and if he can resolve the enmity between you and him, then his life in the next life will be easier than this one." Daoist Yang saw that he had finished everything he had to say, and stood up. Get up and pay respects to the god again, "Pindao thank you for saving your life back then, and thank you for taking care of Song Yan! If you come back alive, I will enshrine you until your death."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"I advise you not to go," Shen Jun said suddenly behind him, "Although I am not good at divination, I can tell that your death is approaching."

Daoist Yang stopped, turned around and clasped his hands again, and said with a smile, "Thank you, God, for your kind words and persuasion! I'm sorry to say goodbye!"

Seeing Daoist Yang go away, Shenjun couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "A good god can't persuade the damned ghost!"

***

In the morning, as soon as Song Yan opened his eyes, he saw that Daoist Yang had packed his package and was sitting on the sidelines looking at him.

"Master!" He hurriedly sat up, "Are you leaving now?"

"Well," Daoist Yang nodded solemnly, "Do you remember what I said as a teacher? Take good care of yourself."

"Master..." Song Yan grabbed his sleeve, his words and deeds were full of reluctance.

Daoist Yang patted his hand and said with a smile: "You will be a master and go out for a long trip, maybe you will come back someday!"

"Then you must come back!" Song Yan looked into his eyes and pleaded.

"Okay." Daoist Yang nodded and agreed.

Only then did Song Yan let go.

Daoist Yang only let him go to the gate of the temple, and would not let him go any further.Song Yan stood at the door and kept looking at the master's back until the back turned around the mountain road and disappeared.

He always felt uneasy in his heart, and stood there looking at him for a long time, until several lay Buddhists went up the mountain to see him, and then he came back to his senses.

Since Master left, Song Yan went to the side hall to pray for Master every day.He knew that the mountain god couldn't control this matter, because the mountain god was trapped here and couldn't go too far, so he could only place his hopes on the patriarch, hoping that the patriarch would bless the master to return safely.

***

The [-] holiday is coming in a blink of an eye, and more people come to the temple to offer incense.Because Song Yan was busy, he finally put aside Master's affairs for the time being.

This afternoon, he was on duty in the main hall when he saw a man walking towards him after entering the door.

"Taoist!" the man called out to him.

Seeing his familiarity, Song Yan thought for a while before replying, "Liu Shanxin."

This man named Liu Gang had been here two months ago, but this time he was still the head of the cannon, but there was no gold chain around his neck.

"Master Dao, I lost something, can you help me figure out where I lost it?" Liu Gang smiled flatteringly.

"Lost the gold chain?" Song Yan looked up at him, then continued to look down at the scriptures.

"Yes, how did you know?" Liu Gang smiled awkwardly.

"When you lose your temper with your wife and children, are you not willing to throw gold beads?" Song Yan asked without raising his head as he turned the page of the book.

"...Yes, I'm not willing to..." Liu Gang replied embarrassingly.

"That's why I lost it." After Song Yan replied briefly, he continued to read the book.

"I went to a party with my friends last night. I drank a little too much. I took a taxi home, but when I got home, I found that the chain was missing. Now I suspect that the taxi driver stole it..."

"But you don't know the license plate number."

"Yes," Liu Gang nodded, "You are really accurate! Can you help me figure out how to find it?"

"Xiao Dao doesn't have that ability, Liu Shanxin should find another master!" Song Yan looked up at him, his tone already meant to see off the guests.

But Liu Gang refused to leave, and wanted to grind it out. Song Yan was a little impatient, but didn't know how to drive him away, and the hall fell silent for a while.

Suddenly, there was a bang on the floor tiles, which shocked the two of them to look at the same time.

I saw an apple rolling down from the offering tray, falling to the ground and rolling until it reached Gang Liu's feet.

The apple had clearly been bitten off, and when it stopped, the bitten side was just facing up.

"Look, the mountain god is angry." Song Yan said as he got up and went to offer incense. "You swore an oath here last time. If you don't keep your oath, you dare to come again. Are you really not afraid of being punished?"

Liu Gang was originally a superstitious person. After hearing this, he immediately bowed to the god statue and said, "It's my fault! I'm leaving now! I'm leaving now!"

Seeing that Liu Gang had finally left, Song Yan inserted incense sticks into the incense burner and said, "Next time, don't throw away the offerings and waste food!"

"whispering sound!"

A sound of disdain sounded, expressing someone's dissatisfaction.