The master of ceremonies shouted "Burnt! With a whirl, a flame rose from the altar of burnt offering. All the instrumental music in the www.biquge.info field of pen, fun and pavilion is played, and the Taoist and Sanskrit are combined into a sacred background, and the relatives and friends of each room, and the disciples are divided according to their generations, one class, one by one.

The master of ceremonies loudly declared "Dedication! Someone took the statue of Li Zhiqi and sent it into the fire, and Yu Zexuan knelt down to worship. Teams of people threw the clothes boxes and the flowers and fruits on the altar into the fire.

A great fire was also lit on the altar around it, and various sacrifices were thrown into the fire in each house. The sacrifice rose in flames in the smoke, and the Taoist feelings, Sanskrit chanting, elegant southern wind songs, and witch spell dances rose at the same time.

I saw the billowing smoke gather in the air and not disperse, and the newborn morning sun gradually turned a pale orange-red, and then gradually disappeared, and the burnt offering ground was like dusk.

Suddenly, a white mist rose from the tablet table, gradually covering the table. Then a human figure condensed from the white mist, fluttering and kneeling in front of the Great Elder, and bowed three times. Then the mist that saluted in front of the Great Elder drifted to Li Zhifu and stood in front of him for a few seconds, and then came to Yu Zexuan and bowed, Yu Zexuan immediately felt that it was Li Zhiqi, and couldn't help but burst into tears, turned over and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the white mist on the tablet table continued to condense. Gradually, 19 figures appeared, saluting their relatives. Then three more clouds of mist also floated in front of Yu Zexuan and bowed, and Yu Zexuan was slightly taken aback. Before Yu Zexuan could understand, he saw that all the fog was suddenly collected and thrown into the fog of the offering table.

A gust of wind blew, and the smoke from the sky and the white mist on the offering table disappeared. The flames on the altar were extinguished.

As the master of ceremonies loudly declared, "Success! ”

The bells and drums stopped, and the soap-clothed dancers began to dance and lead the way, carrying the spiritual seat to the ancestral hall for laying.

Then the five elders took the lead in leaving, followed by the monks and the water and land, and then the rooms quietly left. The bells and drums sounded, and the dancers retreated. After a while, only Yu Zexuan and the master of ceremonies were left in the huge burnt sacrifice field.

The master of ceremonies stepped forward and said, "Mr. Yu, let's go." Yu Zexuan came back from his surprise and said thank you. As the master of ceremonies returned to the clean room to change clothes and leave, the master of ceremonies was sent to the door of the ancestral hall.

A black Bentley stopped at the door, and when the two men came out, the driver in uniform opened the door. The master of ceremonies said, "I still have something to do here, and the driver will take you back to Binliao." You've worked hard these days, have a good rest, and there's nothing else to do today. Prepare well, the family elders will see you tomorrow morning. I'll pick you up at about 8 a.m. ”

After the master of ceremonies said, Yu Zexuan nodded and entered the car. The driver turned on the door, started the car, and returned to Pennliao in about half an hour. The binliao steward was waiting at the door, and when he saw Yu Zexuan just getting out of the car, he greeted him out of the door and said with a smile: "Yu Shao has worked hard!" There is a point that the palace master of the North Palace came to pay a visit, I wonder if Yu Shao has seen him? ”

Yu Zexuan couldn't help but be stunned. He asked, "Mr. Steward, I don't know the palace master of the North Palace!" Do you know who he is? What's the matter with me? ”

"Oh! That's it! Zhibei Palace is a famous Taoist temple in Taiwan. Our family worships it as if it were a family temple. This memorial to Li Zhiqi and the children of other families is still strongly supported by Zhibei Palace. The palace master of the North Palace is naturally the biggest family member in the North Palace. As for what the palace master came to see, I don't know. Please forgive me. ”

"Since I came from afar to pay tribute to Brother Chaodu. Naturally, we need to meet in person to express our gratitude. Please also ask the steward to lead the way. Thank you! Yu Zexuan thanked him first.

While the two were talking, they saw a group of monks in robes walking briskly around the corner. The leading monk is dressed in a red eight-treasure gold brocade kapok robe. Holding a nine-ring tin staff. A snow-white beard floats on his chest, and he is burly and has a strong stride. A state of detachment. He was followed by five gray-clothed monks, all of whom were majestic and out of the dust.

When he was still four or five feet away, he heard the leading monk say loudly: "This little benefactor thinks it's Yu Zexuan, Young Master Yu, right?" The poor monk is Dinghui of Taiwan's Three Holy Bright Temple. As he spoke, he and the monks behind him announced the Buddha's name in unison.

Yu Zexuan hurriedly bowed his head and bowed in return, and lowered the steps with the guest house steward to the side of the road. At the same time, he looked at the guest house steward suspiciously, only to hear the guest house steward introduce softly: "The Sansheng Guangming Temple, like the Zhibei Palace, is the family's family temple in Taiwan. The leader of the visitors is the abbot of the Sansheng Guangming Temple, and the Dharma name is Dinghui Living Buddha. ”

Yu Zexuan hurriedly said through the kung fu of saluting, "Amitabha, Yu Zexuan, the layman Yu Zexuan, has seen the abbot living Buddha!" ”

"Haha! is a good post-continent, but he also knows etiquette. The poor monk is Dinghui, and the little benefactor is the overseas representative of the mainland cultivation realm, you don't have to call me a living Buddha, just call me an abbot. He turned to the guest house steward and smiled and said, "The steward donor, don't you want to invite me to wait in?" ”

The steward hurriedly said, "The living Buddha made fun of it, dare there!" Ladies and gentlemen, please come in! As he spoke, he opened the middle door wide and stepped aside.

As soon as Dinghui Living Buddha saw Yu Zexuan also standing by the door, he stepped forward and grabbed Yu Zexuan's hand and said, "Little donor, you and I are both guests." But what is your status? I can't afford to let someone like me enter the door! I'm going to let you go first, but you won't. You and I go together! Let's go together! ”

Saying that, holding Yu Zexuan's hand, he walked up the stairs together. When he arrived at the door, the living Buddha was tall and wide, and even though Yu Zexuan was thin and tall, it was difficult for him to enter the door together. Yu Zexuan gently slowed back half a step. But the big fat monk held on to his hand tightly, so he had to follow half a step behind the side of the living Buddha and enter the door.

Facing is a blue brick plastered dragon Jiao pattern lace shadow wall. In the middle is inlaid with a circular brick carving, which is carved with the exquisite Taihu Lake stone background lined with the four gentlemen of Meilan, bamboo and chrysanthemum. Everyone walked around the shadow wall, and the corridor was flanked by living rooms. In the middle is a small garden, and the ground is paved with multicolored stones like a winding path.

In the garden, there are nothing more than a few bushes of bamboo, golden laurel and winter plum, and occasionally dotted with strange stone bonsai. In the center of the garden, there is a one-zhang square fish pond, in which a pool of goldfish is raised, and there are more than a dozen water lilies floating on the water surface.

The guest house steward rushed to the front and said, "Living Buddha, the palace master of the Beigong Palace is also waiting for Young Master Yu Zexuan, are you ......?" ”

Before the words fell, the door of the living room on the right hand opened, and an old man with crane hair and a childish face walked out to greet him, "Amitayus Buddha!" Abbot Dinghui! I heard your loud voice and knew you were coming. ”

"Amitabha! The palace master is well! By chance, palace master, who do you think I'm here with? As he spoke, the burly body stepped aside and let Yu Zexuan go to the front.

As soon as the master of the North Palace saw Yu Zexuan, he didn't say a word, his hands were neatly dressed, and he was about to bow down. Yu Zexuan was so frightened that he turned aside and said in surprise: "Old palace master! What does this mean? Buddha Amitayus! The old palace master must not kill the younger generation. ”

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