Volume 8: The Reflection of the Waves 11. The Curse of the Butterfly God (I)
"Haha, really blessed, Brother Li, guess what good things happened to us?"
As soon as Zhu Tong stepped out of the side hall, Huahua ran over, and the three girls including Ye'er behind him were also full of joy.
What other good things can be burned by burning incense? It's not that Zhu Yun's quasi-disciples are looking at their own face, and deliberately flattering a few girls to be happy.
"Draw a lottery?" In order not to spoil the fun, the little liar still pretended not to guess.
"No, the four of us are all fairies. I am the Hundred Flowers Fairy, Sister Mei is the Xiangyun Fairy, and Sister Xiao Xiao is the Palm Lantern Fairy; Sister Ye'er is the most powerful, and she is the Jade God Fairy. As soon as we began to worship the idol, four objects fell on the table. Even Master Hongdao was shocked, he personally explained to me the invincible dragon!&*$ bookstore organizers, hehe, I didn't ask us for a penny, and don't ......"
The flowers chattered about their luck, and Zhu Tong was amused: The monks have a lot of tricks, Master Hongdao is the fat man, a few months ago he was just a laid-off official, and now he has a good ability to deceive people. If it weren't for his age, it would be very likely that he would become a disciple of the Zhumen lineage.
Zhu Tong glanced at the jade carving fairy statue held by the four girls, and was vigilant against the secret birth, although the material of these four jade carvings is average, the carving is really the craftsmanship of Shen Shi Xuan, especially the jade god fairy statue, which is from Shen Shi Xuan's top grade at all. I glanced around, but I didn't find any trace of the people of Shenshi Xuanmen.
After Nanyang and his party, Zhu Tong learned that seventy percent of the jade Buddha statues in temples across the country came from the Nanyang Jade Buddha Temple market; Even in Phoenix, there are jade shops opened by Nanyang people; However, the appearance of Shen Shixuan's works in the Temple of the Heavenly King cannot be explained by coincidence.
Is it that the jade girl is still not dead to Ye'er?
The Yellow Sea came over, and the snow fell all over him; Huahua went over to pat him and repeat what he had just said, and Xiao Xiao also went over to make fun. There are two more with Huang Hai, Cheng Zhenjiang and his beautiful second lieutenant girlfriend. The two of them came with a tour group, and Cheng Zhenjiang said that he didn't want to travel with the tour group anymore and wanted to stay in Phoenix for three days; His girlfriend didn't say anything.
After a few people exchanged greetings in the snow, Ye Er walked up to Zhu Tong, her face full of joy: "Li Xiang, people say that I am a jade fairy." β
"You're more beautiful than a fairy." Zhu Tong cherished the snowflakes on her head.
Mei Lanting is a person who understands and knows that Tianwang Temple is a Zhumen dojo; threw the auspicious cloud fairy statue in his hand into his purse, and looked at the little liar with hatred; It seems that he is very dissatisfied with the title of this auspicious cloud fairy.
The crowd stirred up, and a pair of lion dancers jumped into the Temple of the Heavenly King.
A big drum came first, and two shirtless men danced in front of the drum in the snow; Gongs and cymbals flanked by children's clusters.
The fake monks of the Temple of the Heavenly Kings lit firecrackers and placed a square table in the middle of the courtyard to welcome the auspicious lion to pay New Year's greetings.
The lion's head is golden as elsewhere, and the lion's body is embroidered with blue homespun cloth, sprinkled with money flowers; The lion dancer hides underneath, one person in front and one in the front, and the kung fu is also very deep, with the sound of gongs and drums, moving around the bright hydrangea to dodge, and every move shows the lion's bravery and honesty to the fullest.
There was chaos in the Tianwang Temple for five minutes, and the lion dancers threw it at will, and the hydrangea entered the arms of the fat monk Hongdao standing next to the main hall.
The pilgrims and tourists all laughed, and the fat man recited the Buddha, stuffed a big red envelope into the hydrangea, and threw it back.
The sound of gongs and drums exploded enthusiastically, and two lions jumped on the table and bowed down; In the applause and applause of the crowd, he left the Tianwang Temple backwards.
At noon, Chen Abel set up tables and chairs on the bluestone slabs by the Tuojiang River behind the inn, and eight people were here to enjoy a table of Phoenix New Year's dinner, and by the way to enjoy the static Phoenix City.
The eaves on both sides of the Tuojiang River are a meager layer of white, lined with red lanterns and green eaves; Natural traces, unbridled and unpretentious, but with an intoxicating beauty.
It's just that the river wind blows a little colder, and a flock of ducks on the river quacks and chases each other, ignoring the people who admire them by the river. Of course, I don't understand what the pot of red blood duck in the middle of the table means.
Huang Hai and Blossom did not live in Phoenix Old Town, and booked two rooms in the hotel in the new city; Aunt Die, the mother of the flowers, came to Phoenix from the mountains early to reunite with her daughter and prospective son-in-law. Huang Hai said that she liked to be quiet, and went up the mountain early in the morning.
Cheng Zhenjiang's attitude towards Huahua is very casual, there is a reason why Huahua has a good temper and smiles at any time, and more because Huahua's background is not a good match for the Yellow Sea in his opinion; He is not optimistic about the future of the Yellow Sea and the flowers.
Zhu Tong was still thinking about the morning, listening to Cheng Zhenjiang teasing the flowers and singing Miao songs, and pouring wine for him with a smile; If Cheng Zhenjiang knew who Duohua's father was, would he dare to be so presumptuous?
There are so many delicacies that girls like in Phoenix, and this meal didn't take long to disperse. In the meantime, Zhu Tong and Huang Hai's mobile phones kept ringing, which swept everyone's interest in eating, so the four girls left them to go shopping.
Cheng Zhenjiang and his girlfriend also got up to say goodbye, and they wanted to go to Xincheng to arrange accommodation; Although the old town is lively, most of the rooms in the inn are simple.
"Huang Hai, what are you going to do?" Zhu Tong asked Aunt Die, just now Hua Hua said that next month, Aunt Die will go to Shanghai to live with Hua Hua.
"I asked Aunt Die last night that she wanted to open a flower shop in Shanghai. In a month, I'll go back to find a shop to top it down, and that's all I have to do for the time being. β
It can be seen that Huang Hai is a little resistant to Aunt Die's arrival in Shanghai.
"Is that good?"
"There's nothing bad about it, it doesn't cost much to top a flower shop."
Zhu Tong knows that it doesn't cost much to top a flower shop, and he also believes that it is very suitable to serve flowers with Aunt Die's skills; However, he had another question on his mind.
"Can your family accept a flower?"
"Take your time." Huang Hai poured himself a glass of wine in distress and drank it with his head up.
Huang's mother has been doing a lot of work for Ye'er recently, although Ye'er never says it, but Zhu Tong can see it; Even Su Juan was moved by Huang's mother's words, so Ye'er made it look like she was already living with Zhu Tong.
"Li Xiang, my mother said that if Ye'er is not good, she will introduce me to another one; She won't accept a flower. But it doesn't matter, after a few years, after Blossom graduates and works, we will get married. When the time comes, she can't admit it. β
Is it really that simple? Maybe even the Yellow Sea is a little unconfident now, right? After all, the difference between the two is too great.
Zhu Tong's phone rang again, he glanced at the number, it was senior brother Zhu Yunlai, said sorry to Huang Hai, and walked to the river to answer.
"Happy New Year, boss." Zhu Yun made a joke about the little junior brother in the first sentence, Zhu Tong smiled and asked, "What's the matter with the jade in the Tianwang Temple?" β
Half an hour ago, Zhu Tong sent a text message to his senior brother. With the current identity of the little liar, he can't have too much contact with the outer disciples of the Zhumen.
"All the jade in our temple is contracted to outsiders, what's wrong? Oh, I see; Tianwang Temple is an exception, three days ago, the one who used to sell jade said that it would not do it again, and introduced a jade merchant in Nanyang. I didn't go over to look at it, but I heard that the things in this one are good, better than the previous ones. I'm wondering if I'm going to hand over all the business to them. β
"Senior brother, they won't take much business from you."
"How so? Who wouldn't do business if they didn't do it? We have quite a few temples. β
"You don't understand, they are Shen Shixuan's people."
Who is Shen Shixuan coming to Phoenix for, Zhu Tong understands best, maybe the jade girl is also nearby, they are for the heir of the jade girl recommended by Mei Ye-Ye'er.
"Shen Shixuan, I said that the craftsmanship is so good? Hehe, it's for you, right? Senior brother, just now Tianwang Temple received a notice that next month, the local government will pay for the renovation of Tianwang Temple, 500,000 yuan. This saved me a lot of money. Originally, I was going to renovate it until the end of the year. This year, the incense everywhere is good, and I finally have the money to repair a few big temples. From last night until now, the money for incense received everywhere has been ......"
Zhu Yun proudly talked about the harvest everywhere, and Zhu Tong was envious of his senior brother's harvest of nearly 10 million; is more concerned about the things around him, and the local government pays for the repair of the Tianwang Temple, which should have the intention of currying favor with Wang Xiangzhen. He came to Phoenix twice in three months, and each time he went to the Temple of the Heavenly King......
Zhu Tong hung up the phone, returned to the dining table and said to Huang Hai: "I'll go out for a walk, you go to the room to rest for a while after eating." β
Huang Hai was already half-drunk, and responded; The Tujia soju in Phoenix City has a lot of stamina.
Ten minutes later, Zhu Tong came to the Temple of the Heavenly King again; In the afternoon, there are still many tourists in the courtyard, but the villagers who make incense are rare.
In the side hall, I saw a familiar back.
"Aunt Butterfly." Zhu Tong walked in and greeted softly.
"Ah, scare me." Aunt Die turned around, the confusion in her eyes had not yet dissipated, and she smiled reassuringly when she saw Zhu Tong; "Blossom said you took good care of her, thank you."
Aunt Die is also wearing a Miao costume today, but there are few silverware on her body; What she was looking at was the sandalwood couplet that the king sent to Zhen in the side hall.
"That's what I'm supposed to do, Aunt Die, I was just thinking about meeting you."
"Isn't it...... Let me see. Aunt Die stretched out her hand and pointed at Zhu Tong's forehead.
Zhu Tong didn't dodge, and let his soft fingers point at the Yintang acupoint.
"You don't have to worry about it, it's almost a hundred days, the butterfly god is still a small god."
Aunt Die retracted her hand and handed over a bamboo tube: "Eat more in the future, it's okay, I'll go to Shanghai soon; The butterfly god will never go hungry again. β
Zhu Tong took the bamboo tube, some time ago, in order to bribe the butterfly god, there were indeed no butterfly chrysalis around him.
"Aunt Die, what are you doing in Shanghai?"
"Look at a flower, if Huang Hai bullies her, I will make him look good." Aunt Butterfly pretended to be vicious; Zhu Tong remembered the situation when the two met for the first time, Xing, if she started to go crazy, it would be really terrible.
"Phoenix, Phoenix Mountain, swim to the mountains to see butterflies; Butterflies and butterflies are in pairs, and the elder brother and sister look at the ...... obsessively" Zhu Tong gently chanted the mountain song that Wang Xiangzhen once sang, observing Aunt Die's expression.
She looked at Zhu Tong in a daze, her face flushed with excitement, her shoulders trembled and leaned against the temple door, and her eyes showed deep pain.
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