With Dong Mingshu and walking in the Heavenly Master Dao General Dharma Altar, Brother Xiu's heart swelled with endless emotion.

Every plant and tree here is very familiar.

Everyone who died and lived here, he was familiar with.

Every day that has passed here is a deep memory: waste of daily life, ridicule and disdain.

He kept a low profile for eight whole years, until after the death of his master, he left, seemingly relieved.

Dong Mingshu was also curious about the source of this Dao Sect that had been inherited for thousands of years, and looked around to take a look.

I feel that this place is really full of vitality, like a dream, and the environment is too good.

Here, the best of thousands of years of architectural history have been preserved.

The emperors of the past dynasties have given priority to the Heavenly Master, asking for money for money, asking for things for things, and the building of the Heavenly Master here is really like a fairy palace.

Dong Mingshu was born in architecture and was particularly interested in these.

She didn't have a sense of sadness and solemnity at all, she was just very excited, seeing a building, she could explain the style and dynasty, this is the pre-Qin style, that is the Han and Tang dynasties, and so on.

Wu Xiu was a little bitter, but she couldn't be unconvinced, this woman's college and graduate school studies were not in vain!

But here in Wu Xiu, I was not excited enough to see these familiar buildings.

He even said lightly as he walked: "You are enough, don't use it as a tour guide." All this is the product of the exploiting class, not the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people, but the crystallization of oppression and blood and sweat, and the evidence of the crimes committed by the exploiting class against mankind. You representatives of the exploiting class, don't be complacent and pedantic here. ”

"I rely on ......" Dong Mingshu was depressed, and glanced at Wu Xiu, "I haven't read, I haven't seen it, hum ......"

After that, she was not happy and didn't bother to say anything, just watched it all, immersed in the world of the progress of the art of architecture, and enjoyed it individually.

The people in the Heavenly Master Dao who came and went, all of them were disdainful when they saw Wu Xiu, and some even called out for waste, which was regarded as a greeting, and then walked away.

For Dong Mingshu, people look at it twice, but they are even more jealous of Wu Xiu. This waste, how can there be such a beautiful girl? Damn, it's unreasonable......

The place of the general altar is quite large, and the two of them walked for almost twenty minutes, and finally came to Zhang Tianshi's mourning hall first.

The mourning hall is located in the Heavenly Master's Mansion where Zhang Tianshi usually lives.

And not far from the opposite side is the mourning hall of his younger brother Zhang Hexi, in Zhang Hexi's own mansion.

At this time, in front of Zhang Tianshi's mourning hall, he was still doing the ritual of praying for blessings, which was very formal. After all, this is also the duty of the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain.

The guests who came and went offered incense and the like, and the host family got up to thank them.

The current main family is only Zhang Pinling.

Dressed in linen and filial piety, her eyes are red and swollen, her expression is so sad that she is numb, and she is quite a lonely girl.

Because Zhang Tianshi himself does not accept disciples, they are all family traditions, so there are no disciples who kneel and wear linen and filial piety.

Wu Xiu and Dong Mingshu came to Ling, and as soon as Zhang Pinling looked up and saw that it was them, he was immediately furious.

Zhang Pinling stood up, pointed at the two of them and screamed, "What are you doing here? Are you welcome here? Slut, bastard, you pair of dogs and men ...... you"

Wu Xiu ignored her, and even grabbed Dong Mingshu, who was about to get angry.

The two of them could only turn a deaf ear to Zhang Pinling's words, and took care of themselves to pay homage to the incense and bow.

At that time, the audience was already a sensation, and many disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao poured over.

The guests who came also paid attention.

After Wu Xiu and Dong Mingshu finished saluting, Zhang Pinling was still angrily scolding: "What are you called?

Wu Xiu said lightly: "Miss Zhang Er, who is the cat and who is the mouse?

After that, he took Dong Mingshu's hand and walked towards the way he came. As for Zhang Hexi, he didn't plan to go to worship incense.

Zhang Pinling was very embarrassed, feeling that he had indeed said the wrong thing, he was really ashamed and angry, looking at the backs of the two, and screamed: "Get out! One day, I won't let you go!"

Wu Xiuyi raised his hand, "Don't say anything, the Dao heart must be stable, and the heart must be relaxed, otherwise everything will be messed up." ”

It was at that moment that the real Jackdaw returned.

He stood in front of Zhang Pinling with a cold face, and said softly: "Senior niece, mourn, don't like or be angry." The bones of the Heavenly Master are not cold, and it is not appropriate to shout in front of the spirit, disturbing the deceased, and it is disrespectful. ”

Zhang Pinling was so suppressed that he had no choice but to stomp his feet, kneel in front of his father's spirit again, and continue to burn paper.

And here, the Jackdaw real person immediately caught up with Wu Xiu and Dong Mingshu, and said lightly: "Wu Xiu Daoyou, please come here, I have something to say to you." ”

Wu Xiu glanced at Dong Mingshu and said, "Okay! Mingshu, you wait for me at the garden in the early Northern Song Dynasty style that you said earlier." ”

Dong Mingshu knew the place, nodded, glanced at the jackdaw real person, and didn't believe this Taoist priest who was a little mysterious.

However, Dong Mingshu still went to the front to wait for Wu Xiu.

The jackdaw real person took Wu Xiu and walked to the side, and soon came to a quiet plum garden, where the dark fragrance floated and was refreshing......