Chapter 0072 - Superstition Causes Trouble

The old house of the Pan family, after stepping into the high threshold, can be seen how much this landlord's family, which takes farming and reading heirlooms as its ancestral training, is eager to produce a scholar who honors his ancestors.

Above the high hall, the couplets and plaques are all words that persuade people to study diligently, but it is a pity that the eighteenth generation of ancestors has been reversed, except for those who have passed the examination again, there is no following. Even if the officials of the Great Song Dynasty are easy to do, they don't have some skills, they try every three years, and they get one or two hundred people for each attempt, which is much more difficult than being admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Mrs. Pan looked nervously as the Taoist priest in the house held a feng shui compass and paced back and forth in the house.

"Dao Chief, how's it going?"

The Taoist priest from Huang Tingguan brushed his beard and said: "According to the old Taoist view, the place where the old lady's house gathers literature is not in the house, but in the east. ”

Mrs. Pan sighed in her heart, and said okay, this old Taoist priest was a little poundy, and hurriedly said: "What the Taoist chief said is true, there was also a Taoist who said so at the beginning." I don't know when our old Pan family will be able to produce a champion? ”

Huang Tingguan's old Taoist eyebrows glared, and the requirements were quite high, Zhuang Yuanlang, you think that Zhuang Yuanlang is a cabbage, just say it, but collect people's money and eliminate disasters for others, the old Taoist priest still pretended to put away the feng shui compass, "Tired Pan Gong, take the poor Dao to the place where qi gathers." ”

"Okay, okay, Dao Chief, please come here."

……

This Taoist of Huang Tingguan followed several elders of the Pan family and rushed to the twenty shops on Liuzi Street. The old Taoist priest circled inside and out several times, paced and shook his head, and then took out the compass, as if he was a little uncertain.

The old lady Pan, who was waiting on the side, saw that she was a little tired, and stepped forward to ask, "Dao Chief, is there something wrong?" Rest assured, money is definitely not an issue. ”

Lao Dao shook his head and said: "Money is something outside the body, but there is a sentence, I don't know whether to talk about it or not?" ”

"The Taoist chief said yes."

"This place is far away from the Liuzi Temple, and it is indeed a treasure place for gathering literary energy, but it is just ...... It's just that the gathering qi is too strong, but it sucks away all the cultural qi from the people of the Pan family. ”

"Huh? This ......"

"Dao Chief, this ...... How good is that? ”

Some of the old antiques of the Pan family were suddenly in chaos, and it was right to gather the treasure of literary energy, but the literary atmosphere on the people was sucked away, which ...... No wonder the Pan family can't come out with a reading master.

This group of old superstitious people can't wait to throw all the pots they can't test on these shops on Liuzi Street.

"Then according to the meaning of the Taoist, what should I do?"

"The treasure land has gathered a hundred years of luck, and now the best way is to bless the luck of this place on one person, and then quickly sell these shops, otherwise it will ......" Speaking of this, Lao Dao shook his head.

Mrs. Pan shouted with a cane: "Quick, send someone to catch all the cubs in the clan for me!" Dao Chief, can you do a Dharma here and add these qualities to the descendants of the Pan family? With that, he walked over tremblingly and stuffed the money bag into Lao Dao's hand, "Old man thanked him." ”

"Taigong Pan doesn't need to be polite, this Dharma can be done, but it depends on who is blessed among the descendants of the Pan family, and those who have a deep fortune can get it."

Lao Dao and a group of believers of the Pan family, chattering on the edge of the shop for a long time, the merchants who came and went saw this situation, they were a little confused, what kind of famous hall did the old Pan family do?

After three teas, seven or eight people led by Pan Chao were brought to the shop, and when they saw these old antiques of the Pan family, the bear children who were originally talking and laughing stood obediently on the side one by one.

"Don't give the Taoist a salute yet!"

"I've seen the Taoist."

"I've seen the Taoist ......"

……

Lao Dao glanced at it, and according to the description of his employer, he recognized the blackest Pan Chao, and waved it a little excitedly, "Congratulations to Taigong!" Congratulations to Mrs. Xi! ”

Mrs. Pan, who was disturbed by the old words just now, looked inexplicable, where did the joy come from?

Lao Dao pulled Pan Chao, who looked confused, and said: "This son is the reincarnation of Qu Xing in the sky, and it is the will of heaven to inherit this place of gathering qi!" ”

"Really...... It's true? ”

"What's that?" Pan Chao was stunned when he heard it, Lao Tzu is the reincarnation of Wenquxing? Wenqu Xingdu is so virtuous? He can't even memorize all the surnames of the hundred families.

Lao Dao's eyelids jumped, this bear child is a little cold, but there is no way, what the employer asks for, can only be made down, "Pan Gong, look, this face is like heavy ink, this is the image of unopened aura, the picture of Bao Zheng Bao Long back then, isn't it also this instrument?" ”

was told such nonsense by the old way, and these older generations of the Pan family were originally suspicious, but this time they finally believed it a little.

"Then ask the Taoist to open the altar."

Pan Chao was taken aback, how to open the altar? Busy crying with a sad face, he said: "Taigong, I can't help it." ”

"Shut up, do you have a part in talking?!"

Lao Dao drew a peachwood sword, muttered words in his mouth, jumped up and down among these shops of the Pan family, and a yellow talisman poked on the wooden sword shook in various ways.

For the sake of money, Lao Dao also gave up his life, this set of "radio gymnastics" jumped down, his waist was about to break, and finally he jumped over with a sweat, holding a wooden sword, tremblingly falling on the heavenly spirit cover of Pan Heitan, and said: "The star god is in place!" ”

The old lady of the Pan family watched Lao Dao pack up his things, and there was no big event of black clouds covering the sun and thunder from the sky, this is over?

"Dao Chief...... This ritual...... It's done? ”

Lao Dao wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said, "It's half." ”

“……”

The princess of the Pan family was very speechless, how could he be called halfway, whether this was successful or not.

Lao Dao saw that Mrs. Pan was in a hurry, so he didn't sell Guanzi, and said: "Don't worry, Taigong, now that the star god is in place, Son, there is a lack of a person to guide the maze, as long as you dial it a little, you can immediately soar!" ”

"That'...... Then this destined person ......"

"The heavenly machine must not be revealed, the prince still dealt with this shop early, so as not to let the literary qi return to the gathering, if it is gathered again, the old way will also return to the sky, farewell, farewell."

"Okay, good, good way."

Lao Dao collected the money and called it a day, and left happily. Mrs. Pan's eyes were different when she looked at Pan Chao.

"Taigong, don't look at me like that, I'm afraid ......"

Mrs. Pan smiled and said: "Chao'er, you are the hope of our old Pan family, from now on, you don't have to get involved in the farming affairs in the field, you will be a big official in the future." ”

Pan Chao is still confused, returning to his position? Return to a hammer, Lao Tzu will not be the three-character scripture now, have you ever seen a Wenqu star who can't memorize the three-character scripture, but this word comes to the mouth, but it can't be said. You don't have to work, it's a beautiful thing.

"Lu Feng."

"Yes, Father."

"Sell these harmful shops!"

Pan Lufeng always felt that something was wrong, so he persuaded: "Father, I look at this matter, let's wait for the person who can guide me to appear, and then I will talk about it." ”

"You! You're doing Chao'er! Don't hurry up and sell it! ”

Pan Lufeng nodded perfunctorily yes, but he still felt a little unsteady in his heart.