my God

"Dare to eat my offering!" The crow grabbed Song Yan angrily.

"It's just an apple, don't be so stingy!" Song Yan quickly avoided the crow's claws and ran around the hall, "Besides, it's been a few days, if you don't eat it, it will rot..."

"If it's rotten, it's also my offering!"

After Crow caught up with Song Yan, he scratched his head.Song Yan's headband was pulled away, and his long hair fell down instantly.

"Can't I compensate you? I'm thirsty now, so I'll borrow an apple first!" Song Yan didn't run away, with an apple in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to comb his hair.

The crow stopped chasing him and landed on the altar, staring at him.

After Song Yan tied her long hair into a bun, she bent down to pick up the one-character scarf that fell on the ground, but she missed the apple in her mouth, and fell to the ground and rolled away.

Song Yan tied her bun tightly with a one-character scarf, and said regretfully, "It fell off after only one bite, alas..."

"Retribution! Let you steal my apple!" The crow gave him a hard look.

"Isn't the offering fruit in the temple a few days later, and then take it down and eat it before it rots? Otherwise, it's a waste of food!" Song Yan walked over to pick up the apple. Seeing that there was a lot of dust on it, he had no choice but to go outside , "It's probably still edible after washing..."

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he felt something behind him with a strong wind.He reacted quickly, and immediately turned around to block it with his hands, only to find that an apple had crashed into his palm.

Song Yan looked at the crow in surprise. The crow lowered its head to comb its feathers, and hummed, "Can I still eat it if it's dirty? It's not a pig!"

Song Yan took a bite of the newly acquired apple, nodded and said, "That's right." Then he raised his hand vigorously and threw the dusty apple outside the courtyard wall.

Seeing that the crow was no longer angry, Song Yan bit an apple and approached it with a smile, and said, "I know you are a good god! Thank you in the morning!"

The crow snorted softly and ignored him.

Song Yan continued: "How about the two times I practiced just now? Have you improved? Last time I was chased by you in my dream, you are so good, please give me some pointers!"

The crow squinted his eyes at him, and refused forcefully: "It's a good idea!"

"Okay then, I'll practice blindly by myself." Song Yan deliberately let out a long sigh.

At this time, it happened that Layman Wang outside said "Daoist Yang, are you back?" Song Yan immediately threw the apple in his hand and ran out of the hall in a hurry.

The crow was obviously taken aback, looking at his leaving back, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Master!" Song Yan ran into the yard, just in time to meet Daoist Yang who was walking this way.

Daoist Yang smiled at him and asked, "How were you doing last night?"

"It's okay!" Song Yan blurted out, then thought about it, and added, "There was a small episode in the middle, but it has been resolved smoothly!"

Daoist Yang glanced at the main hall, then nodded to Song Yan, and said, "Let's go, go back to your room and try on your new shoes and socks."

Song Yan took the package from Master, and followed Master to the backyard.

"Your Taoist robe will not be ready in a few days, you can wear my old clothes first." Daoist Yang gave Song Yan a very loving look.

"Disciple likes to wear Master's clothes!" Song Yan said it naturally, and smiled naturally, because his respect for Master was beyond words.

Daoist Yang is not only a man of immortal demeanor, but also a man of high moral character and dignified behavior. Anyone who has come into contact with Daoist Yang will give him a thumbs up.

In Song Yan's heart, Master is as dazzling as the sun in the sky, an existence that can bring him light, warmth and hope.

After returning to the bedroom, Song Yan put on new shoes and socks, and found that they fit perfectly, and was even more delighted from ear to ear.Master bought it for him since he went down the mountain!

Daoist Yang was very happy to see him, so he looked at him with a smile for a while, and when he was almost smiling, he asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

He could actually go back to the mountain last night and go down to do the rest this morning, but he felt that if Song Yan wanted to stay on the mountain, he would have to be independent, so he was cruel and waited until this afternoon to return to the mountain.

Song Yan briefly told what happened last night, and also talked about how to deal with the aftermath in the morning.

Daoist Yang had already frowned. After listening to him, he couldn't help asking: "You mean, the mountain god not only took care of you, but also let you see your true face?"

"Yes!" Song Yan nodded seriously.

Yang Daochang frowned even tighter.He has been in this temple for nearly 20 years, not to mention seeing the mountain god, and he has never even had formal contact with the crow.

He didn't understand why the mountain god kept scaring and driving Song Yan away three years ago, but now he always helps Song Yan. Could it be related to whether he is a formal disciple or not?Is the mountain god looking at Sanqing's face?Then why have I never received any instructions from the mountain god?

If you don't understand it, don't insist on it. People who practice Taoism pay attention to Taoism and nature.So Daoist Yang stopped entangled in this matter, and said to Song Yan: "It's good to have the mountain god to take care of you. If the master can't come back in the future, you won't be unable to guard this temple alone."

"Master, don't keep saying that you won't come back, okay? A witch can come back in the afterlife. Could it be that the place you went to is scarier than the underworld?" Song Yan couldn't help but feel worried when he heard the master say such words several times in a row. stand up.

Yang Daochang touched Song Yan's head with his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about it, we will set off after preparing for the master meeting, and then come back smoothly!"

"Master, if you don't tell me, and you don't need my help, do you think my cultivation base is too low to be useful?" Song Yan raised his eyes and asked cautiously.

Daoist Yang was not angry, he just reached out and patted his head again, and said, "Everyone has their own destiny, I went up to the mountain to learn art and become a Taoist because of something on my mind, now I'm over forty, I should solve this matter Yes. If I pass the prime of life, I am afraid that I will not have the ability and courage to face it again, and the rest of the years will only be regret and self-blame."

Song Yan knew that Master had made up his mind to fulfill his wish by himself, so he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he said, "Master, although I can't help you with anything else, don't worry, I will take care of everything in the temple, and I will do it myself." I will not embarrass you by studying hard and practicing hard, I will..."

"Song Yan," Daoist Yang interrupted him, looked into his eyes, and spoke solemnly, "You are a cultivator of the Tao, you only need to think of the Tao in your heart, and don't be trapped by temples or anything. The Tao is yours The direction, the rest are just a fleeting moment, it is the experience of your path of cultivation. You are different from ordinary people, you are born with roots, understand?"

When Yang Daochang saw Song Yan for the first time, he could tell that this child was different, and he must have been reincarnated with great karma behind his back.He once secretly calculated a divination for Song Yan, but he couldn't calculate anything, as if his fate was covered by the way of heaven.Since he is different, he will definitely be able to cultivate a different way. Daoist Yang firmly believes in this.

Song Yan didn't expect his master to place such high hopes on him, and he was stunned for a long time before replying: "What the master taught is that the disciple must keep it in mind!"

***

In the next few days, Song Yan devoted himself to practicing exercises and spells, and did not argue with the crow again.When Daoist Yang tested his academic achievements, he really practiced the spells in the cheat book proficiently.

Daoist Yang was very satisfied with his progress, so he passed on some secret methods and spells that only belonged to his sect, and told him not to pass them on except to his descendants and apprentices.After Song Yan agreed one by one, he began to concentrate on practicing again.

Daoist Yang went down the mountain again after breakfast that day, one was to go to the tailor shop to get Song Yan's Taoist robe, and the other was to go through some related procedures.What he didn't tell Song Yan was that he wanted to leave the property rights of the entire temple to Song Yan.

This mountain temple is different from other Taoist temples. The property rights do not belong to any unit, but belong to the private property of the temple owner.Back then, Daoist Fang built these houses with the help of nearby villagers. Before building the house, he had obtained the building procedures, and the property rights naturally belonged to Daoist Fang himself.It is precisely because this place belongs to private property that in a certain special era, no one dared to go up the mountain to smash the statue, and everything in the temple was well preserved.

Fang Daochang has never been married in his life, and naturally he has no heirs. Before becoming immortal, he donated the real estate to his only apprentice, Yang Daochang.

The reason Daoist Yang was so anxious to leave the real estate to Song Yan was because he encountered obstacles when he went down the mountain to apply for a Taoist certificate for Song Yan two days ago.He was afraid that Song Yan would not be able to support the entire temple and sect if he left, so he thought that at least he must become the master of the place first, so he decided to transfer the property rights to Song Yan.He went down the mountain today to inquire about this and see what procedures are needed.

Song Yan heard the master said that he would come back in the evening, so he didn't think too much, and continued to practice the exercises.

In the afternoon, a pilgrim came to the temple. This was the first time Song Yan met a devotee who came to offer incense after going up the mountain.

At that time, Layman Liu was on duty in the main hall, Layman Chen was on duty in the side hall, and Song Yan was studying the spells taught by his master in the bedroom.He was watching intently, when he heard Layman Liu shouting outside: "Song Daoist, there are pilgrims asking to see you!"

When Song Yan heard this, he hurriedly put down his book and went out, asking, "Looking for me?"

Layman Liu said: "He was looking for Daoist Yang, but when I told him that Daoist Yang was not there, he asked if there was anyone in the temple who could give him some advice. Layman Chen and I have no education, so I came to see you."

"Go, go and have a look." Song Yan said, and followed Layman Liu to the front yard.

The pilgrim who came was a strong man with a big shoulder and a round waist. He had a cannon head picked off, and he wore a big gold chain as thick as a little finger. He looked like a gangster.

The man turned around when he heard the footsteps, and was obviously surprised when he saw that it was a young Taoist priest.

Although Song Yan was young, he had a handsome appearance and a dignified manner. He formed a Dao seal with both hands, and clasped his fists at the man and said, "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun! May I ask this good believer, why do you want to find Xiaodao?"

The man saw that the little Taoist priest was neither humble nor overbearing, and had an extraordinary bearing, so he didn't dare to underestimate him, and he clasped his fists in return and said, "Hi Taoist priest, my name is Liu Gang, and I really have something to ask for when I go up the mountain this time!"