[Third Update!] Urban Mythology: 108528921]

On the last day of the holiday, because there was no class tomorrow morning, Zhang Ben decided to leave tomorrow morning, and after talking to Huang Dong about the specific situation in the past two days, Xuanqing Daoyou said that the Dharma Dojo was all-inclusive, and the preferential price was 50,000.

Seven-day rituals are generally cheap, and Taoist priests are two thousand a day per person.

Huang Dong is relatively famous, he doesn't have five thousand a day, and he won't come.

However, he has a good relationship with Zhang Ben, so he has a small number of people, and basically he may have to stick a few thousand into it. Because it is a water and land dojo, there are actually a lot of people to invite, banners, flags, villains, zama, jiading, zero and zero total, if it is large, at least 80 people, an average of 1,000 per person, 80,000 a day, and 560,000 in seven days.

This is not a thing that ordinary people play, but there are many small rich families in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and most of them worship their ancestors with the same surname and ancestry, and most of them have to ask monks and Taoists to make a dojo and make up two or three hundred thousand, which is a very face-saving thing.

This is a bit like some bosses must have a grand funeral when their parents die, this is for others to see, whether they are good to their parents when they are alive or not, in fact, it is still two things, outsiders don't know anyway.

The scenery of the funeral, that is to spend money to give yourself a long face, at least the reputation is good, there will always be some influence invisibly, at least if some people pass by to see, they will always ask: Whose funeral is this, what a big pomp.

Then others gossiped and replied: You don't know this? This is a certain general ...... of such and such a company

This slips down, and it is an invisible advertisement in the place.

Of course, the most important thing is that the ritual can drive away evil spirits and suppress luck.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, although it is a little uncertain, but it is better to believe it than to believe it.

Taoist priests and monks are to be invited, Huang Dong is definitely a figure at the same level as Yang Jinbiao in this regard, there are twenty or thirty brothers in the Mahayana Temple, and there are five or six monks who eat fasting and recite Buddha in the Eight Classics, and the rest can recite a Tripitaka even if they make up the number, and there is absolutely no problem in fooling the common people.

Xuanqing Taoist friends Buddha and Taoism eat, monks and Taoists in the big take, holding a book in his hand, looking very carefully, others only think that this is really spiritual metaphysics Zen Tao, is a Taoist monk, a Taoist master.

But if you really look at the contents inside, you must vomit three liters of blood, and scold people for not being ancient.

The cover is indeed a hug Puzi, and the first sentence of the frontispiece of the text inside: Dongying has a female name and an empty surname Aoi, and the English name aoi-sora......

"What kind of airplane are you doing! Hold this kind of thing all day long! ”

Zhang Ben slapped him on the head, "You can also see it in the pile, pay attention to the impact." ”

Huang Dong pursed his lips, still flipping through the interjections, and said with a blank look: "What do others say about my birds?" I look at mine, they say theirs, the two have nothing to do with each other. ”

The corner of Zhang Ben's mouth twitched: "You're pretty awesome." ”

"That's a must."

Xuanqing Daoyou squinted at him: "The poor Dao has been immersed in silver for many years, and it is better not to quit at this time, as the so-called color is empty and empty, it is ...... color"

"Are you a monk or a Taoist?"

"When others ask for monks, I am a monk. When others ask for a Taoist priest, I am a Taoist priest. Huang Dong smiled, an unusually bachelor.

"At this point, you care about other people's opinions?" Zhang Ben couldn't help but ask him funny.

"I read the Yellow Book, and other people have opinions about me, it's just a matter of getting along with people. I am a Taoist priest or a monk, but this is related to my livelihood, I eat, play cards, pick up girls, and housing, all have a great connection with this group of food and clothing parents, this is a matter of supply and demand, can not be confused. ”

After that, he closed the yellow book with both hands, and said with a holy look in his eyes: "Let's see it here today, continue to study tomorrow, and I will review the scriptures first." ”

Then he took out a copy of the Three Officials Beidou Sutra from under his buttocks, and looked at it seriously.

Two young Taoist priests passed by carrying incense burners from the side and asked happily, "Xuanqing Daoyou, you are so diligent, and you are still reading the scriptures." ”

"Ah, as the saying goes, live to be old and learn to be old."

This guy is obviously only twenty-two years old, so he has to pretend to be an eighty-two-year-old bird.

The two little Taoist priests smiled, they were busy with their own affairs.

A lot of ritual props were unloaded on the truck, and a minibus came behind, and twenty or thirty monks came down, wearing yellow robes, white socks, and black shoes, and a few dots on their bare heads, all of them were white and fat like white-skinned pigs, and they looked like Maitreya in the temple.

In the river, the empty diesel barrels have been put down, and the piles around them have been laid to prevent the diesel barrels from drifting away.

The wooden planks brought by Huang Dong were laid on it, obviously doing this kind of thing often, and he was very skilled.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, pay attention!"

This kid was still covering his hot ass just now, and when he saw a few boys playing and laughing in the river, he immediately stood up and scolded and scolded, and said wildly.

At this time, Zhang Sanxian came over, he hurriedly took Hug Puzi into his arms, and then pinched the Sanguan Beidou Sutra, and actually bowed honestly and made a big salute: "The third grandfather is good." ”

"Well, thank you. Let's go in and sit down for a while. It is not advisable to blow cold air outside. ”

Zhang Sanxian also knew this Huang Dong, Zhang Ben saved him in the hands of a few cubs back then, and he could be regarded as a strange way, but he didn't expect to use it today.

"Hehe, just right, eat boiling water." He was very open-minded, and walked inside in a dashing manner, the old man laughed, pointed to his back and said, "This kid is quite famous, energetic and energetic." ”

Cool people are temperamental.

Today, in fact, it's just a shelf, and these labors still have to be counted as money, and then the time to rent the shelf, which is also calculated by day, as well as the walking expenses of the Taoist monks.

And except for the five or six fasting monks, the rest of the monks and Taoists are all meat-eaters, no meat dishes, no feasts, pigs, cows, chickens, ducks, everything.

Dozens of Chinese cabbages were chopped, and there were handfuls of dried fruits, and those bald monks were all packed into robes, without any scruples.

I got a thirty-pound greenhouse farm watermelon, and counterattacked for the gods, and they also ate it as soon as they cut it, and they were not afraid of eating diarrhea!

However, each family is busy, there are forty-five tables, countless benches, not to mention chopsticks and bowls, all the same color, white porcelain blue and white bowls, all of which have no notch cracks.

Tie it with a red rope and bring it over and arrange it in rows, which is quite spectacular.

The troupe that sang opera came from Suzhou and wanted to sing Kunqu Opera. Tonight, cheer up and sing a phoenix mountain, a hundred flowers and a sword. Tomorrow is the Peony Pavilion. The day after tomorrow is Xijiang Moon.

Then the land and water dojo begins.

In the north, the dojo is opened first and then sang. Jiangnan is arbitrary, the reason is actually the climate, Jiangnan in summer, the number of mosquitoes at night is unbearable, and it is extremely stuffy, which is even more uncomfortable. And in winter, because of the heavy moisture, it makes people unbearable cold.

So it's usually the end of the play early after singing, it's not cold now, and it's just cold at night, if it's really in the cold winter wax moon, when the water vapor is there, your nose feels gone, if you stand still, you will even doubt that your feet are not there.

The collapse of the cold sky in the south can be seen from this.

Because they are all busy with work, some people who are idle and immobile have set up a table to fight the landlord there, and there are many people watching when the small landlord of five yuan is fighting.

Don't look at the net worth of some card players may be millions, if it is a small landlord who plays five yuan, he may be bored to death, and he can't wait to fight.

However, the Zhang family is not stud to cheat Jinhua, to put it simply, it is a wild gamble that does not play, a small gamble, there is a lottery head, that is okay.

In Zhang Yaozu's generation, there was a son of an old Changgong who went out to gamble, and after coming back and being known by the old Changgong, he asked the surrounding Zhang family to hold it down and directly crippled one hand, and the howling sound was more terrifying than killing a pig.

Back then, Zhang Ben was forcibly pulled over by Zhang Yaozu to see, and when the boys saw this battle, no one would have the idea of bad gambling.

Several old workers were chatting there, there were pistachio peanuts and melon seeds above the table, Zhang Ben grabbed a handful and knocked it in his hand, and Yuyi on the side was also peeling pistachios and eating it, she was the first time to see a traditional Chinese family mobilized, and it was so lively.

The crowds were crowded and the sound was noisy, like a New Year's Day.

This kind of liveliness may be comparable in the summer festival of Yueben, but even if there are more people, the liveliness is not enough, and to put it bluntly, it is restrained and cannot be let go.

The old man called Zhang Ben, then pulled him to the side of the small room, and suddenly said, "Your eldest brother just called back, saying that your old man suddenly disappeared alone and didn't know where to go." And with the guys. Xiaoben, did you say that your Lao Tzu found Yang Jinbiao and killed him single-handedly? ”

"It's possible." Zhang Ben nodded, "In my opinion, Dad may be a dead hand, and Yang Jinbiao is in danger." I just don't know how he got out. ”

Both grandfather and grandson frowned, although the old man hated this son who had no conscience, he had to admit that although Zhang Yaozu was a thing that was inferior to bullshit, he was still very decisive in doing things and never dragged his feet.

As he was thinking, the phone rang in the room.

The old man picked it up and said, "Hey, who is it?" ”

The phone was silent, and the old man frowned: "Hey! Speak! ”

"Zhang Yaozu!" The old man suddenly reacted, "You thief brute whose conscience is eaten by dogs, and the brute raised by your mother and bitch still knows how to call home, you ......"

"Hey, Dad, I'm relieved to know you're not dead. I'm just making a call to see if you're dead or not, hang up! ”

With a click, the old man was furious, smashed the telephone with a punch, and cursed wildly: "This stinky bitch! ”

Zhang Ben stood there stunned: "Grandpa, it's not good for you to scold like this......"

"What are you afraid of, afraid that your grandma will crawl out of the coffin to find Lao Tzu to find death and life? Fuck it, this little animal is born in the weather, I knew that if I gave birth to such a thing, I should be strangled to death if I raised it! ”

He gritted his teeth when he scolded, and Zhang Ben was not easy to interject, he just said in his heart: You are scolding well, don't you scold yourself in, and scold me too.

The old man crossed his waist, jumping angrily, he and Zhang Yaozu simply scolded each other when they met, the old man scolded and beat if he couldn't move, Zhang Yaozu grew up, he stood with his neck and let Lao Tzu beat, absolutely not crying or screaming, gritting his teeth and stubbornly resisting, it has been like this for decades.

"This thief brute! He had the courage to come back, and Lao Tzu broke his two dog legs! ”

He was particularly angry, and kicked the table next to him, and with a click, the table leg was broken at that time.

The old fellow walked out quickly with his hands behind his back, picked up the dry tobacco pouch and stuffed it into the smoke pot, and sucked there with the candle flame, and he was angry, and this was what it was.

When he was still angry, there was a Mitsubishi Pajero with a strange license plate parked outside the big field, and a few energetic young people got down, one of the cars didn't get down, and he was still holding the steering wheel, and the other three walked towards this side, not paying any attention to the curious eyes of the people around him.

One of the handsome young men in a straight suit walked over to this side, and then asked Zhang Sanxian, "You are Zhang Sanxian?" ”

The old man glanced at him and took a puff of his cigarette: "I know and ask!" ”

"Come with us!"

"Don't go!"

The old man stood still, smoking by himself, completely ignoring the change in the young man's face, and the two people next to him were also a little displeased, but his tone was better: "Old comrade, please cooperate with us." ”

As he spoke, he took out his documents and glanced at Zhang Sanxian.

The old man nodded: "Well, that's good. It's from the yamen, but I still don't go. If you want to ask questions, just ask them here, do you think I can walk away? What about the 100 people here, the master's family is gone, what is the matter? ”

He was a scoundrel, and the young man's temper was not very good, and he shouted: "Please pay attention to your words, we are on official business, please don't joke with us!" ”

"If you talk to my grandfather in this tone again, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

Zhang Ben suddenly jumped out and stood in front of him, roaring angrily.

The three people were startled, and the young man was about to go crazy, when Zhang Ben suddenly stepped on the ground, and with a click, the cement floor shattered into slag.

The young man's face turned blue and white for a while, obviously annoyed and angry, this feeling of being swept away, the young man couldn't stand it the most, but the two people next to him could talk, and hurriedly said: "It's not a big deal, you can also ask at home, let's find a secluded place to ask alone, okay?" ”

This is already a negotiated tone, and it can be said that it was soft at that time.

The young man's lips moved, and he didn't refute, he was not blind, and at the moment when he raised his voice just now, at least twenty or thirty men closest to him stood up at the same time, their eyes fierce, not terrifying.

"Let's go in and talk."

The old man stood up, glanced at the young man with contempt, and walked inside.

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