Chapter 3 The Taoist Chief

"Little brother, my mother said let's go back early, Tian Daochang is here"

Wang Chong didn't know who the head of the road was, but his aunt must have let her go back with confidence, "Then go back?"

"Hmm"

As soon as I entered the house, a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties was drinking tea in the living room.

"Mom, my little brother and I are back," Wang Xi shouted at the top of his voice when he saw someone alive.

My aunt came back from the kitchen and scolded Wang Xi, "Don't take your little brother out, you also took him to the old house, and took my words as a deaf ear, right?"

Wang Xi didn't dare to refute when he was trained, and when his aunt saw that there were guests, she didn't continue.

"Wang Chong will introduce to you, this is a Taoist priest from Tianliang Shili and Eight Townships, and your name was taken by his father Tian Geng at that time."

Wang Chong politely stepped forward and said hello, "Brother Tian is good"

Tian Liang looked at Wang Chong with a smile, patted Wang Chong's shoulder, nodded uncontrollably, and said, "Well, good guy, your Wang family is blessed with a deep source!"

Wang Zhong was confused when he heard it, and he said that he was blessed at a glance, isn't that nonsense, and his impression of this Tian Liang in his heart was a little worse.

Tian Liang paused and said, "You are a person who is extremely yang and yin, your yin soul coexists with you, at that time, the old man named you Wang Chong just to suppress your yin soul, you were born on the Double Ninth Festival, and twenty-four is your life taboo and your death taboo"

Wang Chong was naturally a little confused when he heard this, and joked, "Brother Tian, don't scare me, I'm not dead, what is the ghost?"

Daoist Tian heard some meaning, so he hurriedly explained, "There are some things you don't know, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't exist, just like the soul and the yin soul, the soul of a person exists in the body before he dies, and after he dies, he has no body and becomes a yin soul, I believe you should have had some incredible dreams during this time!"

Tian Liang's words were like a hammer, and he said in his heart every sentence, "Please also ask Brother Tian for advice"

Looking at Wang Chong with a solemn expression, Tian Liang smiled a little embarrassedly, "Don't dare to give advice, this is an extremely rare doppelganger like you, unless it is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Master, ordinary humanists may not be able to destroy your ghost without hurting you at all, tell me what you usually dream of?"

Wang reorganized his thoughts: "I often dream of a Taoist priest wearing a mask leading me up the mountain"

Tian Liang was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "It seems that in your previous life, you wanted you to enter the Dao?

"I'm not sure yet, but it should be right here!"

"Right here?"

The more Tian Liang thought about it, the more he couldn't understand in his heart, "What Taoist temples can we have in this poor and remote country, will you be mistaken?, since the reform and opening up, they are basically scattered monks, and many Taoist temples have been picked up!"

"Chongyang View" Tian Liang suddenly exclaimed.

When Wang Chong heard this, he remembered in his heart that the tenant on the ledger was Chongyang Guan.

"Brother Tian, what's wrong with Chongyang Guan?"

Tian Liang's eyes sank slightly, and his expression was a little solemn, and he said, "Chongyang Temple is a Taoist temple of a very old age, but no one knows the specifics, but when I was a child, I heard some of the old people mention it, my grandfather's grandfather was young, and he would help an old Taoist, and the old Taoist claimed to be a person from Chongyang Temple, and in order to repay the favor of a meal, he passed on the fortune-telling skills of our Tian family, but after that, there was no news."

Wang Chong listened to it mysteriously, is this just about the same as in the novel? If you save someone, you will feel that you have good talent and fate, so you will pass on your martial arts mastery! Regarding Tian Liang's words, Wang Chong maintained a skeptical attitude, after all, word of mouth will inevitably exaggerate.

"Brother Tian, do you think that Li Jiazhai will be the same as the previous Chongyang Concept? My impression is exactly the same as that Li Jiazhai Zhang" Wang Chong still said a little unrelentingly.

Tian Liang waved his hand, "What kind of Lijiazhai are we, they all scared you children back then, our Lijiazhai here was the place where the old generation ate big pot rice and engaged in the Great Leap Forward centralized production, and the real Lijiazhai was not here at all."

Wang Chong was shocked when he heard it, so the photo might be true.

"Brother Tian, do you know where the real Li Jiazhai is?" asked Wang Zhong solemnly

"I suggest you don't ask and don't go, that place is very evil, the people in Lijiazhai live in the mountains all the year round, my eldest brother went there to chop wood during the Great Leap Forward, and he died there, I have never heard of people coming out of the place all year round" At this time, Tian Liang poured a sip of tea, and his tone became a little indifferent.

Remote mountains!

Wang Chong secretly speculated: Compared with Qingfeng Town, there is only Qingshan Town, which is deeper than Qingshan Town, and when he thinks of Wang Zhongzhong, who is a group of students from the Southwest American Academy, he can be sure that the real Li Jiazhai should be in Qingshan Town.

"Wang Chong's catastrophe, how can it be considered that it has passed when he falls to the ground" Hearing Tian Liang say so much, he didn't mention Wang Chong's catastrophe at all, and his aunt was a little anxious.

Tian Liang snorted a haha, patted his head and said, "Eh, I almost forgot to get down to business, Brother Wang Chong, you have a requiem spell painted by the old man Zhang himself with cinnabar smoke and ink, you keep it on your body for three days during the Double Ninth Festival, and you must not get any meat within three days, and after three days, you can take it with water to suppress evil spirits" As he spoke, he took out a talisman wrapped in yellow silk and folded into a triangle from his arms and handed it to Wang Chongdao.

Wang Chong took it, felt that there was still a faint fragrance on it, and said doubtfully: "Brother Tian, this talisman won't have diarrhea if you drink it!"

Tian Liang just smiled and explained when he heard this: "This cinnabar decoction with water can pass through the meridians and benefit qi, drive away wind and dampness, and the smoke and ink are not chicken blood, what are you afraid of!"

Wang Zhong smiled awkwardly and put the talisman into his personal pocket. It's over.

"There's Brother Laotian," Wang Zhong said, and took out five hundred yuan and handed it over.

Tian Liang didn't stretch out his hand, but just smiled and said, "I see that you are still from the city, and you don't know the rules of our countryside! I have traveled a thousand times, returned home for a thousand, and helped you get rid of evil spirits for three thousand, although they are all from the villagers, but I rely on this to eat, you say yes!"

Wang Chong listened to it, this is simply a robbery, it's only a while, it will cost 5,000, bully me as a student doll who has just graduated, right? Wang Zhong scolded in his heart.

My aunt quickly took out a big red envelope and handed it over, and said in a good voice, "There is hard work, there is hard work, he has just graduated and has not worked, there is no money, you can take this money first."

Tian Liang just smiled, but the big red envelope was put into his pocket with a smile.

"Farewell, if there is anything I need to do next time, just say it" Tian Liang clenched his fists and turned around and left.

"Wang Chong, the countryside is like this, he is such a reliable Taoist priest in ten miles and eight townships, don't take it too seriously to spend money to eliminate disasters" Seeing Wang Chong's ugly face, his aunt hurriedly persuaded him.

Is this the sophistication of human feelings, Wang Zhong understood, and also understood why his father handed him 5,000 yuan before going out, presumably to spend money to eliminate the disaster, and then went into the room and took out the 5,000 yuan in his bag and gave it to his aunt. Wang Chonghao said that he only accepted it after his aunt, after all, it is not easy for his uncle to work outside to earn money, and he also earned some money by working part-time during college, and his expenses are not large.

Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival, and Wang Chong's heart always feels a little unstable.