This softly listened to Yang Bangzi's ears, it was like five thunderbolts! I had been tense all night, and when I heard someone call him, I almost went to pull out the gun!

"Don't be nervous, I'm Daoqing." The hand on the shoulder patted lightly again, and the words as thin as the sound of mosquitoes floated into Yang Bangzi's ears again, and then he let go of the gun in his arms.

Turning around, a thin smiling face came into view, sure enough, it was Master Daoqing, Yang Bangzi is strange, the master is not staying in the small temple of Niangzi God Village, why is he still here?

"Captain Yang, talk to the backyard of the poor road." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the alley next to the main hall, Yang Bangzi hurriedly gestured to the guys, and flashed into the alley one after another.

The backyard is the realm where the Taoist priests meditate and participate in Zen, the pilgrims stopped here, Daoqing led them to the bottom of the alley, did not enter the main entrance, and turned a moon gate, passed through a small courtyard, and arrived at a secluded incense house.

Let everyone in, close the courtyard door, close the door, and the latch fell, Daoqing asked Yang Bangzi what he was doing? This Daoqing is not an outsider, but after all, it is different from the blacksmith and the pharmacy shopkeeper in Tang County, it is a person in the organization, and he can say anything, Daoqing is a monk, and he is no longer in the organization, so he can't tell the truth.

Yang Bangzi said that he was on a mission, and he didn't eat or drink here, and he wanted to come to eat a meal, but he didn't expect Yujian to be an acquaintance, so he diverted the conversation and asked, Why did you run to this Baoding?

Listen to Daoqing, it turns out that the last time there was a battle in Niangzi Divine Village, the devil's plane destroyed half of the small Taoist temple, and the courtyard wall has not been built yet. There are devils on the side of Xiwangzhuang again. The villagers who had just returned moved away again. I couldn't stay in the mountains anymore, so Daoqing came to join his senior brother.

This Taoism itself is also a large number of sects, and Buddhism, there are many sects, one of the branches of the very old is called a Sanqing school, which is dedicated to the gods of the three Qings, and practices the "three-one" method of Taoism.

The largest Taoist temple of the Sanqing faction in Hebei is the Sanqing Temple in Baoding, and the Taoist temple of this sect does not like to build the Taoist temple in a densely populated place. Therefore, most of them choose a remote area far away from the city, this waist mountain town is surrounded by hills and mounds, there is a feng shui Mr. said that this place is a pearl around the eighteen lines of the earth dragon, so the three Qingguan is built on this mound called the pearl.

Daoqing's master brother took over the position of the master a few years ago, and he had already asked his junior brother to come to Sanqingguan to help take care of the affairs of the sect.

I didn't want to get up early to receive pilgrims in the front yard, but I ran into Yang Stick! The monks also saw through the world. As soon as I looked at Yang Bangzi's dress, I knew that this was a disguise out of the mountain, and there were many people in the front yard. Daoqing remembered the exploits of the Eighth Route Anti-Japanese Resistance, and had the heart to help, so he brought everyone to the backyard.

Yang Bangzi didn't expect that he had known Master Daoqing for three years, so you don't have to be polite, just say it right away, beg for food, sleep, and leave at night.

Daoqing didn't want to ask more about the affairs of the Eight Roads, so he went down and asked the Huotou Daoist to arrange a fast, and the rest was in his house.

After eating, Yang Bangzi divided several people into work, took turns on duty, he was on duty first, let the big guy sleep, he dragged Daoqing in the courtyard for a while, waited for Xiaoliangzi to change him, tossed all night, and after a while, the house lay down on the kang and closed his eyes and fell asleep!

When I opened my eyes again, it was dark outside the window! When I asked Xiaoliangzi, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and the sound of firecrackers from far and near was a bit of a New Year's flavor.

Stunned, Daoqing came in, still holding a bunch of things in his hand, lit the lamp, and then saw clearly, it was all Dao robes and Dao crowns or something, what does this mean?

Daoqing is a cultivator, you don't need to say, hehe, pinch your fingers and count to know that you want to go into the town, tell the truth, after a while, the Taoist temple will go to the town to do a festival to drive away the epidemic and bless, go every year, let Yang Bangzi wear these, pretend to be a Taoist priest, and go into the town with them.

Hehe, do you see, cultivators with Taoism are different, and those who are in charge of food can still guess what you want to do! Yang Bangzi scratched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly!

Everyone is dressed, you look at me, I look at yours, they all laughed, this is like a Taoist priest with a fairy wind and bones, a whole group of fake and shoddy Taoist priests!

Daoqing said, you don't need to chant the scriptures or do things for you, just put a banner on it, you don't need to teach this, just see what other Taoist priests do.

Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, the town invites Taoist priests from Sanqingguan to come to the town to do things, drive away evil and pray for blessings, chaotic times are to ask for psychological comfort, all the people can complain about their grievances in addition to God, the devil is in front of them, that day is the ghost gate, and the heart of doing a magic ceremony is also comfortable.

This devil looks fresh, and secondly, he is also pretending to appease the people, and he is not strict with this festival, but as the people can be lively once a year, the town has made offerings to the devils in advance, and when they do things, the devils have food and drink and do not come out to make trouble.

Holding the flag, the fake model followed the people's mouths and moved, Yang Bangzi and they were mixed in the Taoist group, and they entered the waist mountain town, of course, no one could hear what Yang Bangzi was chanting, of course it couldn't be the scriptures, he wouldn't at all, listen carefully to this "child, cut green onions, scrambled eggs, fried twist ??????"

It is agreed that the haode traffic station is the charcoal factory in the town of Waist Mountain, this is a big town, more than half of the population of Kawaguchi Town, the charcoal factory that sells charcoal and coal is at the intersection of the town's north and south streets and east and west streets, and the couplet is pasted on the iron gate, and the door is hidden.

After the puja began, Yang Stick and the others slowly rubbed to the side of the crowd, and saw that no one paid attention to them, and they all stared at the Taoist priest setting off fireworks and dancing swords to drive away ghosts! slipped into the black alley, took off his robe, put down the flag, handed it to Daoqing, and arched his hand, even if it was goodbye.

There were no patrolling devils on the streets, and these things had also gone for the New Year, so they found the charcoal factory quite smoothly, pushed open the hidden door, and flashed in, but there was no one in the yard, and piles of charcoal and coal were lying there.

The window of the gatehouse showed the light, I guess I heard the door ring, the window showed a face, a moment later, the door opened, a bareheaded old man in a torn cotton robe leaned out of half of his body, asked Yang Bangzi what is the matter?

"Old man, is Wu the shopkeeper there? I'm looking for something to do with him!"

"Here's it, where is the north house, let's find it yourself" After speaking, the old man wiped himself back to the house and closed the door with a bang.

Yang Bangzi said in his heart, let's not say anything wrong, this old man's temper is not small! As soon as I looked up, there was a light in the row of houses behind the coal pile, and I motioned for a few people to follow and walk over.

Before he could reach the door, the door was open, and a man stood at the door, and the light shone brightly on the ground through the door.

"Is it the shopkeeper Wu? I'm from the mountains? Ask for charcoal money! Yang Bangzi estimated that this was the person he was looking for, arched his hand, squinted his eyes and spoke first.

"Isn't the charcoal burning, burn three white smoke, choking people, next time send basswood charcoal, and then settle the money!" Wu's shopkeeper is a Shanxi person, and a strong Shanxi flavor comes out.

"I said that the shopkeeper said that if you can't take the money and turn it back, kneel on the edge of the Yellow River for three days! Wu shopkeeper's kindness is good! After this fake Shanxi dialect was finished, Yang Bangzi had already arrived at the door, and was just about to step in, when he suddenly looked at the ground under his feet, and shouted with a step: "Be careful!" There is an ambush! "The fast and slow machine in my arms was dragged out!

The gunshots came from the door, and several people scattered in all directions, using the coal pile or something as a cover to shoot back, and Yang Stick shot the man at the door, but unfortunately, as soon as he retreated, the guy got into the house with a short body.

Not only in the lighted room, but also in several other rooms there were bullets from the doors and windows, and there were also bullets on the house, and Yang Stick was pressed by the bullet behind a pile of charcoal, and he couldn't raise his head! (To be continued......)