The years have not left too many traces on Lin Qi's body, it is still the same as many years ago, the Taoist priest recognized it at a glance, and it is not strange that he recognized it, it is because of Lin Qi that he has been in Huailai County for nearly ten years, from a fledgling teenager to a middle-aged man, until Chang Yuchun picked up the second sister Chang, it can be regarded as a free body.

Ma Mian promised to find him the Tao at the beginning, and he said it, and since then Ma Mian has never appeared, and he doesn't have the ability to go to the underworld to ask for it, even if he has the ability, he doesn't dare to go, so he is so hard, every day he helps Chang Erjie grind tofu, and I dare not say how much Taoism has grown in ten years, if you talk about grinding tofu, it is definitely a must.

Anyone who has done one thing for ten years is disgusting, not to mention grinding tofu, he now really wants to vomit when he sees tofu, and he has no money, so he wants to go back to Maoshan all the way, but what Maoshan is like now, I don't know, it is difficult to say whether he can have a place after going back, and it is very desolate.

All the way to this place, I saw Fang Zimo's notice, and thought that it would be better to earn him a little silver, but I thought that out of my arms, the first time I made the Dao Law, I met Lin Qi, the evil star, and I was as solid as ashes, seeing that Lin Qi could actually grasp the spirit rune, compared to before, it was too powerful, you must know that after reciting the spell, the spirit rune will spontaneously combust, and it will be sent to the hands of Gong Cao first, and then passed to the seat of the god requested.

Lin Qi was able to intercept the talisman, which showed that his talisman technique had reached the point of being superb, he was not his opponent ten years ago, and now it was far inferior, he paused for a moment, and said with a sad face: "Why is it you again, can't you hide?" The last time I met you, I stayed in Huailai County for ten years, and how many years will it take this time? ”

Lin Qi didn't expect the Taoist priest to see him spitting out bitterness, seeing him crying with a face, he also felt unbearable in his heart, and said: "Last time you annoyed Ma Ye, you only had ten years of punishment, this time, it's not something you can manage, it's the grievances between Hebo and the Fang family, the matter of the gods is still less peaceful, I'm also for your good, whether you listen or not, it's up to you!" ”

The Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said: "How dare you not listen, I will pick up and pick up, how far and as far as I go!" Alas, he sighed and turned around to pack his things, Lin Qi saw his desolate appearance, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, and said: "If you don't have a place to go, just follow me, although it is hard to bump around, but there is always something to eat." ”

The Taoist priest was flustered, but he didn't expect Lin Qi to export to solicit, he said that he had a hard time over the years, such as today's chaos, I don't know what it looks like on Maoshan Mountain, it is difficult to say whether there can be a mouthful of food, the Taoism is there, but it is also really unlucky, and it is necessary to offend some people who should not be offended, there is a way to go, naturally it is willing in every way, and he nodded hurriedly and said: "Lin Daxia is willing to take it in, naturally he can't ask for it, although the poor Dao has been grinding tofu every day over the years, the Taoism has not been thrown down, and it is also somewhat useful." ”

Lin Qi said with a smile: "Your usefulness is here, Ming said that you told that Fang Zimo, you can't control this matter, not only can't you manage it, but if the mage he invited to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, if you want to enter his house, pass your pass first, I can also see that although you have been depressed in the past ten years, you have not given up cultivation, and the Dao has precipitated to the present, which is not the same as at the beginning." ”

The two chatted for a few words, Lin Qi knew that the Taoist priest was called Wang Cheng, who was a disciple of the three generations of the Maoshan Sect in the world, and he also received the talisman, Lin Qi told a few more words, Wang Cheng turned around and walked into Fang Zimo's house, repeated what Lin Qi said to him, turned around and left, and went to the place not far from the gate of Fang Zimo's house to meditate on his knees and guard the Fang family.

Fang Zimo was dumbfounded, he was originally a Taoist priest who was invited to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, but now he has become a door god, and his heart is even more annoyed, striding out of the house, shouting: "My Fang Zimo has no ability, but he also knows the virtue of a gentleman, and he will never bow his head ...... it."

Fang Zimo's shouts echoed endlessly in the night, but Lin Qi sighed, Fang Zimo was simply a stubborn donkey reincarnated, how could he be so unreincarnated? Regardless of whether the family lives or dies, only cares about the little bit of arrogance in his heart, such a selfish person is rare in the real world, but there is no good way.

Since you Fang Zimo are not afraid, then continue, so the Fang family's old mansion is still full of ghosts, and it took half a month like this, Lin Qike was a little uncontrollable, he still had important things to do, and he couldn't spend all his time with Fang Zimo, after thinking about it, let Wang Cheng take care of the Fang family, and try his best to use all means to toss him uneasy.

Lin Qi took out his head to find Hebo, and bluntly said that Fang Zimo was not sensible, and he couldn't just stare at him alone, so it was better to go to Yue Lao to think of a way, ask where Yue Lao was, go alone, and go around Wulong Mountain for two days before he found a valley, where there are mountains on all sides, it is extremely quiet, and it is a good place to go.

There is an ancestral hall on the right side of the valley, high bluestone steps, brown door wall, not like the common ancestral hall with yellow walls and tiles, golden and brilliant, but it is more simple and elegant, in the surrounding lush mountains and gurgling streams against the background, faintly reveal a bit of strange Taoism, aura.

Get in. It is four vibrant chestnut trees, which is the homonym of "Lishi", there are two red bean trees planted in the courtyard, and there are many colored papers fluttering in the wind on the high branches and treetops.

The ancestral hall is naturally enshrined in the old man under the moon, with white beard and white hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, amiable and lovely, and there are not many gods around him who serve and guard, but only two childish children. This is not a solemn palace, but just an ordinary courtyard, Yue Lao is a very strange deity, in charge of the world's marriage, but there is not even an honorific title, the world just calls Yue Lao, or the old man under the moon.

This place is the same as what Hebo said, it should be the ancestral hall of Yue Lao, but I don't know why I didn't see Yue Lao, I was puzzled, I heard someone sighing softly outside, and I didn't see a figure when I came in, how could someone make a sound? Lin Qi's heart moved, flashed out of the ancestral hall, and under the moonlight, he saw that under an ancient pine in the middle of the courtyard, there was a stone table, two stone benches next to it, and an old man with a white beard sat on it, turning over a thick ancient book with a sad face, sighing, Lin Qi looked back at the statue in the ancestral hall, and the old man on the stone bench knew that this was the old man.

Lin Qi didn't dare to be reckless, and walked over carefully, but the old man didn't seem to see him, and he didn't raise his head, still turning over the yellowed thick book in his hand, Lin Qi walked to the old man's side and peeked, but saw that the words on the scroll in the old man's hand were neither Chinese characters nor Mongolian script, so he couldn't help but tentatively say: "The book that the old man reads, the text is weird, I have never seen it, I don't know what book it is?" ”

The old man said: "This is not a book in the world, how can you see it elsewhere?" ”

Lin Qi asked, "Then what kind of book is this?" ”

The old man said, "This is the Book of the Netherworld. ”

Lin Qi asked, "Netherworld, how did you get here?" ”

The old man said: "All the officials of the underworld are in charge of the affairs of the yang world and the affairs of the world, how can they not walk in the world? ”

Lin Qi asked, "So what are you doing?" ”

The old man said: "The marriage of the people of the world is a major event. ”

Only then did Lin Qi confirm that the old man was the old man of the moon, and saluted: "Boy Lin Qi to meet the old man under the moon!" ”

Yue Lao still had that sad face, and said: "You entered the valley, found the ancestral hall, and saw my statue, but you ran over to test the old man, not a real person, anyway, what are you looking for me?" ”

Lin Qi pondered slightly, the old man looked kind and kind, but as the saying goes, people are old and spirited, ghosts are old and slippery, and it is not easy to deal with it when you live for such an old age, if you tell some lies and are recognized, it is not beautiful, it is better to go straight and deal with it.

Thinking of this, he said respectfully: "The kid is a person from the Daomen, and when he came to see the old man under the moon, he really had something to ask for." He said before and after the matter of assisting Zhu Yuanzhang, and bluntly said that there were three hundred grass gods under his hands, but the wheat stalks of the grass people did not work, so there were gods to guide them, saying that the grass men who were tied into the love silk grass planted by the old moon were not sinking in the water and not burning in the fire, and came to ask for help.

Lin Qi thought that Yue Lao would ask who told him that he had love silk grass, but he didn't mention it, and sighed: "Love silk grass, it is ripe once a year, except for the cotton wool on it to be used to make red rope, the rest of the grass leaves and grass stalks are nothing to give to you, but the rain is not good this year, I'm afraid it will be difficult to mature."

Lin Qi pretended to be surprised and asked: "Why did the old man say this, you are a god, in charge of the marriage of the world, and you plant love silk grass, that is also a priesthood, even if there is a shortage of water everywhere in the world, you can't come here." ”

Yue Lao shook his head and said: "The old man has offended the river god here, even if it rains, it is also a violation of yin and yang, the communiqué is a personal vendetta, and the ground under it is not wet and let it go, or a few days at night, you must know that the love silk grass is the most delicate, just like the love between men and women in the world, it is forbidden to stand the wind and rain, and it cannot be shortened to moisturize, otherwise it will wither into ashes, don't believe it!" ”

Lin Qi looked in the direction of Yue Lao's finger, but saw that there were more than ten acres of good land on the right side of the valley, planted with a lot of withered yellow grass, Lin Qishan Village was born as a child, not the kind of person who didn't know the five grains, looking at those grasses a little familiar, take a closer look, isn't it cotton, and couldn't help but say: "Love silk grass is cotton?" ”

Yue Lao said: "It's not ordinary cotton, the cotton wool that is cracked and exposed when ordinary cotton is ripe is white, the old man is red, specially used to make red rope, a red cotton, can only make a red rope, this is divine cotton!" ”

Lin Qi was stunned, even if it was red cotton wool, it was cotton! What does it have to be called a nice love silk grass? Thinking so in my heart, I also knew that the red cotton was not an ordinary thing, and I was thinking about how to speak. Yue Lao said: "You practice Taoism, presumably there will be some ways to ask for rain, why don't you plant this love silk grass, after it is ripe, the red cotton will belong to me, and the grass stalk will belong to you, what do you think?" ”

Thanks: Mumuqi 2012 monthly ticket. (To be continued.) )