After sending everyone away, Zhang Xiaoqiang once again covered the red silk on the "Dragon Born Nine Sons", and then continued to protect it with the anti-theft net.

After doing all this, she and Fang Aobai left.

On the way, Fang Aobai asked, "Qiang'er, I don't understand that jadeite, is it really that valuable?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "Yes, it will be more valuable in the future." ”

Fang Aobai said excitedly: "Qiang'er, you are really our family's god of wealth. ”

Both of them laughed, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked ahead, and thought in her heart: "I hope that I will really become a rich woman as the plane elves said at the beginning." ”

The next day, Zhang Xiaoqiang and the martial arts brothers invited the master to dinner, and asked the master to point out the matter of opening the light.

The master asked him to go to the mountain in the north, there is a Lingyin Temple, find a monk named Huiguang, and ask him to come and open the light.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the master suspiciously and said, "Will he come?" ”

The master smiled and wrote a few words, let Zhang Xiaoqiang take it, let that Huiguang see, and said that he would understand it at a glance and would definitely come.

After eating, the master said, "I'm leaving, and there are still things, I've been here for more than two months." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang personally sent the master to the train station and watched him enter the station.

All that's left is to consecrate this treasure.

Wu Qiang said: "Lingyin Temple, I've heard of it, why don't we go and have a look." ”

Several people went to Lingyin Temple together.

This temple is located in the middle of the North Mountain and is a small temple.

It turned out that in the Sui and Tang dynasties, it was still a flourishing incense, but later, it was just a quiet place for some people to practice Taoism.

Walking up the stairs, I was still a little tired, and it seemed that I usually lacked exercise.

The air in the mid-levels is quite fresh and refreshing.

The breeze blows, and the feeling of cool silk.

When they arrived at the gate of the monastery, the three of them stood there together and rested for a while before entering the courtyard.

The sound of chanting and the sound of wooden fish came into my ears at the same time, and this was the front hall.

Two middle-aged women were praying reverently, with words in their mouths.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang and the martial arts brothers saw this place, in order to show their admiration for the gods, they also bowed down and left incense money.

At this time, a young monk walked over and said, "Several donors, are you here to find Huiguang?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang and the three of them looked at each other, and then said, "Yes, the master is unpredictable." ”

The young monk smiled and said, "Huiguang has been in retreat for the past few days, and I don't see outsiders, so please go back." ”

Wu Mo said: "What is the closure, I didn't see what era this is, I thought it was in a martial arts novel, I thought I was a real person in Chongyang, right?" ”

Wu Qiang hurriedly signaled Wu Mo not to talk nonsense, he said: "Don't talk nonsense, how can you be so disrespectful to the master?" ”

Then he turned around and said to the young monk, "I'm sorry, master, my brother is a rough man. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly took out the words that the master handed over to him from her bag, and asked the young monk to hand them over to Huiguang.

He took the piece of paper and said, "Please wait a moment, a few donors." ”

Ten minutes later, the reply was to let them in and talk.

Out of this hall, there is a round door on the right, and enter.

"Su Xin Zhai", a house that looks a little old on the outside, has an open door.

"Come in!" A crisp male voice rang out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and the martial arts brothers walked in one after another.

Unexpectedly, this Huiguang is not the white-bearded monk he imagined, but a young man who looks white and delicate.

Wu Qiang walked over and said, "Master Huiguang, hello, we came from the city on purpose, and we have something to ask for. ”

Huiguang looked at the three of them with clear eyes and said, "I know your purpose, but I promised the master not to do any puja. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "We don't do the meeting, we just want to ask Master Huiguang to open a light for one of our objects." ”

Huiguang shook his head and said, "Recently, it is inconvenient for me to go out. ”

Wu Mo couldn't listen to it anymore, he said: "Isn't it just a little monk, where did you get such a big shelf, you say, how much does it cost, let's make a price." ”

Comet's eyes were calm, without any expression, and his eyes were always looking at the scriptures.

He was fiddling with the string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "Master Huiguang, don't see outside. This brother of mine is like this, and I am sorry to you for him. The matter of opening the light, please also ask Master Huiguang to think about it. ”

Comet said, "I'll write something, you can take it back, just do it, and make sure it works." ”

He took a pen and wrote it on the white paper on the table, and when he was done, he put it in a scripture book, and asked her to wash her hands when she got home, and then open it to read.

He instructed: "After doing this, take a picture of the baby, ask a professional photographer, and then send it to me, a week after the consecration certificate, catch it at twelve o'clock at noon in the main hall to retrieve, remember, when you come, right in and left out, don't walk around." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang kept these words in her heart.

Wu Mo scratched the back of his head, not daring to say more in his brother's eyes.

After thanking Huiguang, the three of them left Lingyin Temple and returned home.

It's too late to open the light today, it can only be tomorrow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang returned home, washed her hands, and dried them.

She placed the sutra in front of her and opened the piece of paper sandwiched in the middle.

The content on it is very strange, it says that it is necessary to catch the rain from the sky, take a bath for the "dragon born nine sons", and wipe it clean. Then rub all the eye beads with white wine.

Finally, rub each eyeball again with blood.

During the whole process, incense is burned and prayers are made

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this good weather, where would it rain.

How is it possible to catch so much rainwater?

She was thinking about how to make it rain.

I stared blankly at the white clouds floating around the window, yes, such a beautiful weather, rain, where are you.

The noisy sound of two children in the living room began, and they came home from school.

"Mom, where are you?" This is Jiayi's voice.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out and asked, "What's wrong, baby?" ”

"Look, this is a picture I painted, and it's in a magazine." Jiayi pointed to the magazine "Juvenile Monthly" in her hand, which indeed had a copy of her work.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at this orchid, she touched Jiayi's head and said, "Good boy, it's really good." You're awesome! ”

Jiaxin said: "What's the big deal, it's not the guidance of my grandmother." ”

Jiayi said: "Grandma Tai was just guiding on the side, and I completed the whole painting by myself. ”

After that, she picked up the magazine and went to the study to show off to her grandmother.

"A girl is a girl, and she loves to show off everything." Jia Xin sighed and said, like a little adult.

"I can't say sister, Jiaxin. You have to be happy for your sister! Zhang Xiaoqiang criticized, she seemed to think that Jiaxin rarely called Sister Jiayi, although the two of them were only twenty minutes apart, but they were also sisters.

Jiaxin said, "I know, Mom." I'm hungry, when can I eat? ”

Xiao Liu poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "It's okay right away, don't worry." ”

As soon as the meal was served, Fang Aobai came back.

As soon as he entered the door, he said, "How can you say that the weather is good?" It was still clear skies just now, and it will be dark clouds again. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly walked outside to take a look, and it was really so.

She hurriedly called Wu Qiang and asked him to pick up a large vat of rainwater and deliver it to her antique store by car tomorrow.

Wu Qiang didn't ask why, he said, "Okay, I know." ”

The things that are explained to Wu Qiang only need to be done once, this person is never troublesome, this is exactly the style that Zhang Xiaoqiang likes.

Sure enough, it was a storm, and the rain of beans poured down.

Looking at such a heavy rain, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still thinking about how that Huiguang expected that there would be rain in the near future?

Is that really that amazing?

After dinner, the family began to go their separate ways.

Jiaxin was studying the chess game, and Zhang Xiaoqiang walked over and said, "Don't patronize this, learning is the most important thing." ”

"Mom, I know, don't worry! Just for a moment," Jia Xin didn't raise his head when he spoke.

Jiayi is practicing the piano and is about to participate in the children's piano competition.

Mrs. Fang reads in the study, which is also a habit of her for many years.

Wang Yaru was listening to Jiayi playing the piano, and she always wanted Jiayi to walk into this temple of music and fulfill her own dream when she was young.

Fang Zhonglei watched the news in his room.

Fang Aobai was writing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang put the dirty clothes in the washing machine and tidied up the two children's rooms.

With such a big family, Xiao Liu usually can't take care of it.

Ms. Yang is only responsible for picking up and dropping off the two children and helping the children with their homework.

Now, the two children are also in junior high school, but fortunately, the school is not far away, and there is no need to take the bus out of the community, and it takes about ten minutes to walk.

Zhang Chen was also admitted to a university in the city, and he usually comes back once a week.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, listening to the sound of raindrops, only the dim street lamps illuminate the road little by little, reflecting the light through the rain.

At night, it soon fell silent.

The piano stopped.

"Mom, am I playing well?" After Jia Yi finished playing a tune, she ran over and asked.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is a layman for music, she smiled and said: "Baby, play very well, keep working hard!" ”

Wang Yaru said: "Jiayi's competition is very important, I asked her to contact more, and now she has improved a lot." Tomorrow, I will find a famous artist at the conservatory and ask him to guide him again. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked over and said to her mother-in-law: "Mom, the child's affairs in the past few years have troubled you. ”

"It's okay, I know you have your business, the two children are very sensible, and they didn't bother the adults." Wang Yaru said. In fact, in the years when she lost her son, how much she hoped that the child would return to her side, watch him grow up little by little, and accompany him through the joys and pains of growing up.

With the return of the son, the family is more complete. The birth of her grandson is a great gift from heaven for her.

She poured all her efforts into her two grandchildren, pampered them with all her might, and cultivated them with all her heart.

In Wang Yaru's view, no matter how tired and hard it is, it is happiness.

In this high-end residential community in the eyes of the people of Yanjing, in this small building of the Fang family, the family has entered a happy dreamland again

In the morning, the rain stopped.

The flowers and plants that have been washed by the rain look crisp and dripping.

The bluestone pavement glows.

The air is exceptionally fresh.

The moment Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the door, she desperately took a big breath of air.

"Aobai, come out quickly, you see, how good the air is." Zhang Xiaoqiang said at the door.

Fang Aobai came out with his bag, and he said, "Do you want me to accompany you to open the light today?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "No need, you can just send me to the store." ”

Fang Aobai drove out of the garage on the side, and Zhang Xiaoqiang got into the car.

Teacher Yang also walked out with her two children.

It turned out that Mrs. Fang wanted to arrange for Lao Liang to send her two children, but Fang Zhonglei always thought that it was a good thing to let the children suffer a little, and besides, the school was nearby. Therefore, these two children have been walking since they went to school.

Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived at the store, and Sister Zhao greeted her and said, "Mr. Zhang, why did you come so early today?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "There is something wrong, so I came over." ”

Subsequently, the samurai brothers also came.

Opening the back door of the van, Wu Mo carried down a large bucket of rainwater to the back yard.

According to the time said by Master Huiguang, the three of them carried the "Nine Sons of the Dragon" to the center of the courtyard, which happened to be the place where the sun shone down.

In the auspicious position in the courtyard, burn incense

Zhang Xiaoqiang personally washed the whole body of this "Dragon Born Nine Sons" with golden silk.

Let the noon sun dry, and the "Dragon Born Nine Sons" at this time is unusually transparent, and the lines inside are clearly visible.

The dragon's demeanor is mighty, and it soars into the sky.

The nine divine beasts around him also have their own merits.

Zhang Xiaoqiang admired the master's stunt from the bottom of her heart, and also sighed that the sacredness of nature could actually produce such a superlative.

The sun dried the water droplets on it, and Zhang Xiaoqiang used good liquor to wipe this "Dragon Born Nine Sons" up and down.

Suddenly, the courtyard was filled with the aroma of wine

At this time, "Dragon Born Nine Sons" was even more realistic than it looked just now, as if it was infused with spirit.

Only one last step remains.

It's just rubbing these ten pairs of eyes with blood.

Wu Qiang said: "Come, use my blood!" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "No, use mine." ”

As she spoke, she bit her ring finger and squeezed the blood into the white porcelain plate.

The bright red blood was particularly glaring in the white porcelain plate.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was exposed to the sun, was sweating all over.

She half-squatted there, according to the details of Huiguang's words, and completed it little by little, without any slackness.

At half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, all the consecration processes have been completed.

The "Nine Sons of the Dragon" who has opened the light is different in the end.

Wu Qiang took a picture of the "Dragon Born Nine Sons" with the camera on, and then asked Wu Mo to hurry up and rinse it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carried the enlightened "Nine Sons of Longsheng" back to the house first, covered it, and took anti-theft measures. (To be continued.) )