Chapter 22: The Concept of Peace

Early the next morning, Chen Tian slowly walked from an ordinary Internet café to Rongwan Taipingguan on the outskirts of Pengcheng City.

Sleepless nights are nothing to Chen Tian, who plays all night games all year round, and the main reason why he stays awake all night is that he is worried that the thing on his body will harm himself when he sleeps. And chose to go to the Internet café for the night, Chen Tian also took into account the fact that it is more popular at night.

Staring at the dark circles under his eyes, he took a ride to Rongwan Bay on the outskirts of the city, and the location of Chen Tianxia's car is said to be at the foot of Taiping Mountain, where the Taiping Temple is located, and the rest of the road is for Chen Tian to climb more than 300 stone steps to reach the main entrance of the Taiping Temple.

Although it is called Taiping Mountain, it is a hill at best, but even so, the more than 300 stone steps are still out of breath.

The scale of the Taiping Temple is not large, and it is obviously not the kind of religious place for tourists to worship and fill with incense oil. The entire Taoist temple looks less than 100 square meters, and there are no towering buildings.

If it weren't for the clear Tai Chi pattern relief wall in front of the Taoist temple, Chen Tian would have suspected that this was an old peasant mansion left over from the old days.

Knock knock!!

Knocking on the faded vermilion lacquer door, Chen Tian knocked for more than a minute before he heard someone's footsteps coming from inside.

"Who?"

The door was slowly snapped open from the inside, and I saw a middle-aged man in his fifties walking out of it and looking at Chen Tian in front of him.

The middle-aged man was wearing a white vest, a pair of patterned shorts and slippers under his feet, and a bald spot on the top of his head, making him look like the legendary uncle. This made Chen Tian, who saw this person, stunned for a moment, and then stared at the Taoist temple in front of him very suspiciously and asked, "This is the Taiping Temple?" ”

"Uh, yes! Why? ”

When the middle-aged man opened the door and saw that the guy in front of him looked like he was only twenty years old, he buttoned up his nose with disdain, and flicked it into the air at Chen Tian.

No way

I wondered if his father was deliberately cheating on his son, but Chen Tian still said his identity.

"Uh, uncle. I'm here to find Qi Mei Daoist, I don't know if his old man is there."

"He's dead! Go back wherever you came from. ”

Chen Tian said his intention in a gentle voice, but before he could report his father's name, the uncle who was picking at the boogers waved his hand and directly interrupted Chen Tian's words.

"What?! He's dead? ”

Chen Tian didn't expect that the Qimei Daoist that his father said was actually dead, and he suddenly felt a little angry in his heart, and he couldn't wait to immediately call his father Chen Guotao to scold his mother.

It's just that before Chen Tian could wake up from the shock, a cane slammed into the uncle behind the uncle who was clasped with boogers.

"You scoundrel! The old man let you go out to thank you! But you cursed the old man to die! Look at me if I have to kill you!"

"! Old and immortal! You're still here, aren't you? Believe it or not, I'm in a hurry with you! ”

was suddenly struck by an old man behind him with a cane, and the uncle who was holding the boogers suddenly took a few steps back angrily, and actually picked up the arm without sleeves, looking like he wanted to do something with the old man.

"Fuck off! The old man is going to expel you, a scoundrel, from the school today! ”

"Cut, rare!"

The uncle who deducted the boogers looked at the old man with disdain, and then yelled at the Taoist temple.

"Wife, son! Let's go home! ”

As he spoke, he saw a peasant woman with a child walking out of the Taoist temple. The peasant woman walked up to the old man, bowed, and said to the old man: "Daoist Yan, my man has such a temper, don't be like him, we will send you a winter quilt next week." Big baby, say goodbye to Grandpa Yan. ”

"Goodbye Grandpa Yan"

The child led by the peasant woman waved at the old man, and was then dragged by his mother to his father's side.

"You just don't know how to respect your master, if your master didn't save you back then, wouldn't I and the eldest baby have to be widowed and sent to the end of your life."

"What Master! It's that stinky old man who insists on taking me as an apprentice, so I don't know his tricks. Big baby, go! Dad went back to give you stewed meat to eat, here every day the clear soup is not watery, my mouth is fading out of the bird. ”

The middle-aged uncle looked in the direction of the old man with disdain, and then threw out a sentence that made everyone present speechless.

"Old immortal, say it when you die, I'll come and bury you!"

As he spoke, he took his wife and children and walked down the mountain.

What is this?

Looking at the farce in front of him, Chen Tian only felt like he was being trapped.

"Humph! I don't want to learn, the old man doesn't want to teach yet! ”

When the old man saw that his unfilial offender had come down the mountain, he ignored Chen Tian and walked back.

"That Taoist leader stays!"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Chen Tian guessed that the other party was obviously the Qi Mei Daoist that his father said, because the other party's dress and the old and yellowish Taoist robe on his body just explained his identity.

"Child, you better go, the old man doesn't tell people fortunes!"

"I am Chen Guotao's son, and my father asked me to come to you!"

Chen Tian moved his father out, and as Chen Tian thought, the old man suddenly stopped and looked back at Chen Tian.

"Oh, Xiao Chen's son, come on in! Come in and help the old man close the door. ”

Listening to the old man's instructions, Chen Tian closed the door as if he did, and then followed the old man into the living room in the Taoist temple.

"How is your father?"

"Good"

"Well, I heard that he was promoted again, what kind of position is it?"

"Vice Minister of Culture"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes! The Ministry of Culture is in charge of our feudal and superstitious departments. ”

"Huh"

After chatting with the old man about his father, Chen Tian bowed deeply to the Qimei Daoist in front of him, and then opened his mouth to say the purpose of his trip.

"Grandpa Dao Chief, I came here this time because I encountered some trouble, and my father said that only Grandpa Dao Chief, you can solve this trouble."

After a simple compliment to the old man, Chen Tian said to the old man: "I am possessed by a ghost." ”

"Huh? Possessed by a demon? ”

Hearing Chen Tian say such a sentence, the Qi Mei Daoist suddenly frowned, and his two long white eyebrows fluttered slightly.

"Well, your face is really bad, you stretched out your wrist, I'll take a pulse for you."

After carefully looking at Chen Tian a few times, the old man immediately let Chen Tian sit on the wooden chair in the living room, and then pressed his fingers on Chen Tian's wrist.

"Huh? What's going on?! ”