Chapter 253: That Legendary Daoist
After the plane landed in Shanghai, because of fatigue and this "arduous task", we no longer had the heart to appreciate the prosperity of the metropolis, so we hurriedly entered the hotel to stay, took a shower and hurried to catch up on sleep. In order to make it easier to get in touch, the hotel we chose was near the historian's residence, and he hurried home to rest.
When I woke up, it was already early afternoon, and I felt my stomach rumbling with hunger, and when we were up one after another, and after we had eaten, the historians rushed over. After this rest, our body and energy are restored again.
The historian had already inquired about the Taoist priest's residence through various channels, and the time was pressing, so we didn't dare to delay any longer, so we immediately left the hotel and went with the historian to find the Taoist priest.
To tell the truth, all of us were very excited in our hearts, because from what we knew about that Taoist priest, we knew that he was simply a living legend: he was proficient in extremely mysterious curses, and he was able to mobilize meteorites to smash people to death, which was beyond the imagination of ordinary people; In addition, he had cultivated in that cave, and his body had undergone very wonderful changes, and under the shroud of all kinds of mystery and weirdness, this Taoist priest made us feel more and more incredible.
Because we have a lot of people, so the historian specially found a business car with three rows of seats, after a few of us got on the car, I felt very spacious, because he is the old Shanghai, so the streets, the route seems very familiar, in this strange metropolis, we are a little unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, can only sit quietly in the car, let the historian skillfully drive the car, through the streets and alleys.
It took more than an hour for us to stop at the mouth of a crowded and dilapidated alley. Finally arrived, and this is where the Taoist priest lived.
The alley was very deep, and we walked inside for a long time before we stopped at the door of a large house, and the historian repeatedly looked at the house number to make sure that it was this house, and then rang the doorbell.
I can feel that several of us seem to be extremely excited at this moment, is the Taoist priest who once only appeared in legends about to appear in front of us alive?
After a while, we heard footsteps coming from inside, and then the door creaked open, but it was not the Taoist priest who opened the door, but a middle-aged woman in her forties.
"Hello, we want to find Mr. Yang, I wonder if he is at home?" It seems that the historian has done enough homework, and he has even inquired about the surname of the Taoist priest.
The middle-aged woman did not speak immediately, but looked at us carefully, and then began to talk to the historian in Shanghainese, which we did not understand at all, so we stood there as if we were listening to a foreign language, not knowing what was going on.
In this way, after the two talked in Shanghainese for a while, the historian took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to the woman, and after the middle-aged woman took the letter, she returned to the house, closed the door, and hung a few of us out. We all looked at the historian, and he stood there with a calm face, without the slightest intention of leaving.
Before we could ask what was going on, the historian explained: "The woman who opened the door just now is the nanny of the Taoist family, it turns out that the Taoist priest does not live here, but it is because there are many people who visit every day, so he is unbearable and moved here to live, since he came here, even if a few people know about this new place, and come to visit him, he will generally refuse, the letter I just handed to the nanny is through all kinds of relationships, please write it by an old gentleman, The old gentleman is a good friend of the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest has a good relationship, so it can be regarded as a letter of introduction, I asked the nanny to give the letter to the Taoist priest, I don't know if this letter works, after the Taoist priest read it, he is willing to see us. ”
Oh, I see, I had to wait outside.
After a long while, the sound of footsteps came from inside again, and our hearts tightened at once. It was still the middle-aged woman who opened the door, she said a word of Shanghainese to the professor, and we found that the professor's expression immediately became relieved, we knew that it should be no problem, that letter must have come in handy, and the Taoist priest was willing to see us.
Sure enough, the history professor smiled at us and made a gesture to enter, and then a few of us rushed into the room.
The light in the room was dim, and there was a faint musty smell, very dark and damp, which made people feel very uncomfortable. After entering, I noticed that this house also has an attic, and the Taoist priest lives in the attic, we followed the nanny along the cramped stairs, up to the second floor, and then stopped in front of a wooden door, the nanny knocked lightly on the door, and suddenly a loud voice came from inside, and shouted with confidence: "Please come in!" ”。
The babysitter pushed the door open, and a few of us went inside.
This little attic was more spacious than we had imagined, but the light in the room was still very dark and damp, and in such a dim light, we only saw a man of medium stature standing there, and he couldn't even see his appearance clearly.
What is strange to us is that in this dimly lit room, for some reason, the man is still wearing a pair of large sunglasses, covering most of his face, but judging from the facial features and posture on his face, this person does not look like an old man, at most forty or fifty years old. Could it be that this person is the Taoist priest?
"Hello Mr. Yang, I saw you once many years ago, I didn't expect you to be younger than then, I always wanted to visit you, but I never had the opportunity, and I was fortunate to meet you today."
Listening to the historian's greeting, we knew that this was the Taoist priest.
From what we learned before, about the experience and origin of this Taoist priest, we thought that this person must be a strange temper, difficult to deal with, but to our surprise, this Taoist priest seemed very approachable, he warmly beckoned us to sit down, and gently instructed the nanny to pour me tea, from this temper alone, it is completely different from the legendary Taoist priest.
After chatting for a while, the historian cautiously asked tentatively: "Mr. Yang, I will introduce you to this one." Then, he pointed to his cousin and continued: "This is our domestic and famous historian Wang Shouzhong, who is best at restoring the real scene of the entire history from the micro historical level, and he also knows your history well."
"Well, yes, ha, it's a blessing, it's a blessing," the Taoist priest smiled and nodded to his cousin.
The cousin also smiled, nodded, and said sincerely: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Mr. Yang is a generation of strange people, about your strange things, I heard my master mention, it is incredible, to be honest, I never expected that in my lifetime, I would be lucky to see Mr., what I didn't expect is that the world changes, the flow of karma, at this moment, can see Mr. in this bustling Shanghai, it is really like a dream."
The Taoist priest was still smiling, shaking his head as he listened, because he was wearing such a big pair of sunglasses, so we couldn't see his eyes, which made their smiles look a little weird.
After listening to his cousin, the Taoist priest waved his hand gently, and said with self-deprecation and emotion: "Oh, the past is unbearable, think about my life, I have done so many ridiculous things, alas, you also know, I have also killed a lot of people, so, in the past, I was a Taoist priest, and I have studied a lot of Feng Shui techniques of crooked and evil ways, but now, I have completely converted to the Buddha, eating fasting and reciting Buddha every day, and I have spent more time for the undead who died because of me."
As he spoke, the Taoist priest reverently folded his hands on his chest and recited the Buddha's name.
This is also quite unexpected, we did not expect that the Taoist priest who was proficient in the art of curses and was once terrifying turned into a devout Buddhist. However, the Taoist priest has become so peaceful now, of course, it is a good thing for us, and many things can be asked bluntly.
I noticed that my cousin and the historian glanced at each other, and the historian nodded at him, and the two seemed to understand, and then my cousin groaned slightly, as if he was considering the words, and then cautiously asked: "Mr. Yang is so devoted to the Buddha, it is really admirable, the Buddhist family attaches great importance to karma, seeing that you are so old, you are still healthy, and you look only forty or fifty years old, which is also your accumulation of merits for many years, but in the cave where you have cultivated, there are still wicked people rampant, Endangering the lives of innocent people, I don't know if Mr. Yang is willing to help a few of us get rid of that wicked person, which can be regarded as another great merit for you. ”
For some reason, after listening to his cousin's words, the Taoist priest's expression suddenly changed greatly, and his original smile suddenly turned into a face of sadness and fear.
He sat there in a daze, as if he had fallen into some kind of terrible memory, he didn't speak for a long time, and when he saw the Taoist priest's reaction, several of us suddenly panicked, and couldn't help but speculate about the Taoist priest's mental activity at this moment.
Looking at the Taoist priest's expression, it is almost certain that the Taoist priest must have known about the tall blind man, otherwise he would not have this expression when he heard his cousin mention the word "wicked".
And it can be guessed that even this Taoist priest may be full of fear of the blind man. So what is the relationship between this Taoist priest and the blind man? Did the two of them ever come into contact? If there was contact, what happened between the two of them?
We all waited with great anticrity for the Taoist priest's answer. We all know that the core secret about the blind man and the cave is indeed here with the Taoist priest, but we are not sure whether the Taoist priest is willing to tell us these secrets.
The air in the room seemed to condense all at once, so quiet that you could even hear the sound of breathing.