Chapter 3: The Fisherman
Ji Shen is dead or not, Zhang Daoran doesn't know, this fisherman's simple single sentence made Zhang Daoran's heart sink.
"I only came here once more than 20 years ago, and in more than 20 years, this fisherman has never been here......"
The Taoist I know has not been here once in more than 20 years, let alone a stranger? This is not a dead place, and it is no different from a dead place. Thinking like this, Zhang Daoran's face was a little gloomy.
"Dao Chief, let's mourn and change. ”
The fisherman was obviously a simple man, and when he saw Zhang Daoran's gloomy face, he thought that he was sad that he was sad to help the immortal pass away, so he rubbed his hands and said a little uncomfortably.
Zhang Daoran retracted his gaze, looked at the fisherman and asked without saying anything, "Your surname?"
Finally met someone, Zhang Daoran felt a lot more kind, just looking at the fisherman's face, Zhang Daoran frowned.
The fisherman didn't pay attention to Zhang Daoran's expression, he still stood in front of the Taoist temple and Zhang Daoran was more than ten meters apart, the door hole of the Taoist temple was not deep, the rain still wet his clothes, the fisherman didn't have the idea of entering the Taoist temple, just smiled honestly: "My surname is Li, and my name is Li Kuan." ”
"Let's come in and take shelter from the rain......"
At this time, in the early summer, the weather is still a little cool, continuous drizzle, coupled with strong winds, the clothes are indeed a little uncomfortable when they are wet. Looking at the honest man, he only hid in the gate of the Taoist temple, the narrow gate opening, the rain wet the lower half of his body, and said a little unbearable.
"No need, no need, I'll just hide from the rain here, and if I'm covered in filth, I won't enter the shrine, so as not to blaspheme the gods. ”
Li Kuan smiled honestly again, but under this honest face, shrewdness was revealed everywhere.
People don't have to worship if they don't enter the temple, if they enter the shrine with three incense sticks.
Under normal circumstances, people would not choose to enter Taoist temples. If you enter the temple and Taoism, you must ask for something and offer incense to express your faith. It's just that these incense sticks need to be bought with money, and Li Kuan just stood in front of the Taoist temple, but didn't enter the Taoist temple, obviously because he didn't want to burn incense.
"Hehe......" smiled lightly, Zhang Daoran naturally understood what Li Kuan was thinking, and said with a smile: "There is no incense to burn in the Taoist temple, and there is no need for sesame oil money." It's raining this time, and it should be even bigger later......"
"Boom ......"
It seems to verify Zhang Daoran's words, and the thunder and lightning in the air are deafening. Throughout the sky, lightning pierced the sky, and the momentum was terrifying. With the lightning and thunder, the wind was stronger, and the drizzle, which had been continuous, suddenly rained like a downpour.
Li Kuan was still a little hesitant, gritted his teeth and hid in the shrine. However, at a distance of more than ten meters, from the gate to the shrine, Li Kuan's clothes had been soaked by the rain. Sorting out his clothes in embarrassment, Li Kuan shivered: "Dao Chief, bother, such a heavy rain, it must not take long to stop......"
Li Kuan still couldn't hold it anymore and walked into the shrine. I looked at the eye hall, and sure enough, the layout of the temple was very simple, with three statues of gods and three incense burners on an incense table. The two red candles were less than a finger high, and there was no incense. Looking at the old arrangement, it is clear that there has been no incense burning here for a long time.
Relieved, Li Kuan was a little less wary of this young Taoist priest. Generally, when the temple enters it, there will be so-called masters, who will judge and let you add incense money. For this kind of temple, Li Kuan generally stayed away.
The Taoist priest in front of him, who lived a life of pure cultivation, did not persuade himself to burn incense, nor did he ask himself for incense money, let alone start to turn on the magic stick mode to fool himself without seeing him.
"This rain will not stop until sunset. ”
Zhang Daoran smiled indifferently, sat down on a futon, closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep.
Li Kuan looks honest, but in fact he has a strong guard in his heart. Zhang Daoran got some information from Li Kuan's face, but he didn't know how to speak.
Listening to Zhang Daoran's words, Li Kuan was a little surprised: "Dao Chief, the summer rain comes and goes quickly, it won't be in the afternoon." ”
Zhang Daoran shook his head and said, "Lay people can take shelter from the rain here with peace of mind, the rain will definitely stop at sunset." ”
Listening to Zhang Daoran's resolute words, Li Kuan looked at the small ear pot in front of the door, the remaining trace of clear soup, smiled dumbly, and said secretly in his heart: "This Taoist priest has lived a hard life, and finally met a student who entered the Taoist temple, where can he be so kind? I want to see if this rain can fall until sunset...... If the words of the real Taoist priest come true, then there is nothing, if the rain stops later, this Taoist priest must not have any good intentions. ”
Zhang Daoran didn't speak, Li Kuan took out his mobile phone and flipped through it boringly, looked at the trend of the heavy rain that didn't stop, and dialed a call.
"Toot ......"
The phone rang a few times, and then someone answered: "It's time for lunch, and you're not coming back?"
A concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.
"It's raining on the lake, it's raining so hard that I probably won't be able to go back until the afternoon......"
Hearing the voice of concern, a smile appeared on Li Kuan's face: "I am sheltering from the rain in Sanqingguan on the island in the middle of the lake." ”
"It's raining on the lake? I'm right by the lake, and it's not raining at home. If you go to Sanqingguan like this, there are eighteen miles of waterway...... We are all poor people, but don't spend money indiscriminately. ”
There was a chattering voice on the other end of the phone, mixed with the sound of thunder and lightning, and Li Kuan's body froze: "There is no rain at home?"
"No...... However, there are really black clouds and lightning in Sanqingguan, so it seems that you are not lying. The summer rain comes and goes quickly, come back early......"
"Toot ......"
The phone hung up, but Li Kuan felt cold everywhere on his body.
"Click......"
The lightning flashed and thundered, Li Kuan trembled, and the mobile phone in his hand almost fell off. Looking at Zhang Daoran, who was sitting cross-legged with his back to him, he felt that this Taoist priest was a little evil.
Summer rain is different from other seasons, but it is early summer, and the rain is not as rainy as in the middle of summer. However, it rains here in the Taoist temple, but it doesn't rain anywhere else... Something is out of the ordinary.
Surrounded by vast lakes, lonely mountains and Taoist temples, a Taoist priest of an evil sect, instinctively felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Li Kuan didn't know, Zhang Daoran was also a little bitter in his heart at this time, Li Kuan was talking to his wife, and Zhang Daoran heard it clearly. Obviously, the Taoist temple is regarded as a place to cheat people out of money.
Speechless, Zhang Daoran didn't know when he walked out of the temple and went back to his room to sleep. I haven't slept a single night in the past ten days, and it's time to make up for it. And Li Kuan, staying in the shrine, waited until sunset, and sure enough, the rain clouds were pouring down, and the sun was about to set.
"It's really fulfilled, and this rain is a little too weird...... Say down, stop when you say...... And the timing is so accurate......"
After all, he is just a fisherman, he doesn't have much scientific knowledge, and he can only judge the world based on experience. With a furry in his heart, Li Kuan did not say goodbye to Zhang Daoran, and hurriedly walked down the mountain.
Just walked out of the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran floated out and said: "Layman, tomorrow out of the lake, everything is still careful, it is best not to go out alone, it is best to have someone around to take care of it...... Remember, someone else needs to tie a rope around their waist and tie it to the boat...... The donor has a flood. ”
Li Kuan staggered, almost rolled down the mountain, his face was dark and he had the urge to hit someone, and finally said: "Thank you for your advice......
Li Kuan hurriedly said goodbye, this Taoist priest finally found an opportunity to start fooling people, I am a dignified fisherman, I grew up by the lake, not to mention how good the water is, at least I can't drown in the water.
Looking at Li Kuan, who was full of disbelief, it wasn't until the boat was far away that Zhang Daoran shook his head worriedly.
With the ability of the heavenly eyes, Zhang Daoran saw Li Kuan for the first time, and got the information from Li Kuan's face: "Lost your footing and fell into the water, inhaled trachoma......"