"Shhh

The bag on Shao Zhen's head was swollen and bulging, and it didn't hurt much just to touch the bag, but the whole head was groggy and painful.

"Can you get such a bag just by sleeping? Wrong. Haven't I gotten up yet?"

Shao Zhen's thinking finally became clear, he remembered that he had already gotten up, remembered that he understood the mystery of painting gods, and even remembered the scene of hearing someone call the door out.

However, after opening the door, I didn't see who was outside, and I didn't even react, but my head was dizzy and I had no follow-up memory.

However, the previous dream became clearer and clearer at this moment, and everything in the dream seemed to be happening around me.

Shao Zhen sat up with his body propped up, because his body was relatively weak, he shook it and fell back.

When it was more stable, Shao Zhen got up again, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pulled off a thicker piece of clothing and draped it on his body, and walked outside step by step.

When I woke up from a dream, I felt different when I looked at the portraits around me.

But after going around the house, there seems to be no one else, who hit the head? Did you knock it yourself?

Shao Zhen walked to the door and found that the door was only closed and the latch was not inserted, so he quickly plugged in the door, which was a little more relieved.

Shao Zhen came to the statue of the Manifestation Saint and looked at the idol on the black cloth in a daze, and the idol looked calm, as if he was also looking at him.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Shao Zhen bowed to the statue of Zhenjun, then held the upper shaft of the black cloth with both hands, hung the cloth on the bamboo pole on one side, and then looked at the Hundred Ghost Diagram.

The dream just now is extremely real, and the hundred ghosts in the dream are very restless, and on the painting at this moment, although the hundred ghosts still have their own charm, they are still in the painting.

Just like a living thing is not afraid, looking at these paintings now, Shao Zhen's state of mind is surprisingly calm.

"After all, I am a painter, and the existence of fictional things in paintings is determined by my brush."

Compared with being beaten by possible outsiders, Shao Zhen no longer has any hesitation in the face of his own paintings.

As far as Shao Zhen could see, the qi of the hundred ghosts in the painting was faintly lower, which also made Yi Shuyuan in the back praise.

Yi Shuyuan could see this feeling intuitively, while Shao Zhen, who was a painter, could vaguely feel it, which also made the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.

"Knock knock, knock knock"

The sudden knock on the door made Shao Zhen's body tremble.

"Strange, why is the door closed, Mr. Shao, are you awake? Mr. Shao, open the door."

Shao Zhen's face changed.

This is the voice that he heard before he fell unconscious!

"How can there be such a murderer, in broad daylight, Lang Lang, why are you still blocking the door to fight?"

Shao Zhen muttered, turned around and continued to worship the statue of Zhenjun.

"The true monarch is above, please ask the true monarch to bless, please ask the true monarch to bless."

"Mr. Shao, I'm looking for a doctor to come to see you, Mr. Shao opened the door, I was offended just now, I'm sorry, Mr. Shao."

Lao Miaozhu's voice continued outside, maybe he also realized something, and quickly apologized while explaining that he had brought a doctor.

Yi Shuyuan looked at and listened to the statue, looking a little crying and laughing, these two people are really interesting.

In the end, Shao Zhen still opened the door, and he was indeed not beaten again, Lao Miaozhu apologized for a while, and took the doctor into the house to see Shao Zhen's doctor.

The bag on his forehead is not a big problem, and his head has not been damaged, but the doctor thinks that Shao Zhen's vitality is insufficient, so he asked him to move more, maybe he has to make up for it.

By the time the doctor left, it was already evening.

Only when Shao Zhen and Lao Miaozhu were left, they could finally open the skylight and say something.

Since Shao Zhen was not evil, Lao Miaozhu made his intention clear, and the more Shao Zhen listened, the more inexplicable he looked, and he also informed Lao Miaozhu of the things in the dream.

Confirm each other, and you will know that what the Manifest True Monarch said in the dream is true.

"Zhenjun actually gave you a dream"

At this moment, it was getting late, and the old temple Zhu, who had already finished communicating with Shao Zhen, couldn't help but sigh, and the two people sitting on the ground looked at the statue of Zhenjun hanging on it.

In some cases, Lao Miaozhu hasn't said it yet, Shao Zhen himself said it, and it's still right, it's indeed a bit supernatural, but this is not enough to be believed, after all, the evil must know this kind of thing.

"It turns out that the kid in Zhoujiazhuang is now in the Zhenjun Temple in Dengzhou!"

"Zhoujiazhuang?"

"Well, I can't be wrong, I'll go back to Zhouzhuang to have a look, if the child of that family is really lost, it should be right."

Lao Miaozhu didn't worry about Shao Zhen anymore, because it was obviously blessed by the Manifest Saint True Monarch, but he was in a hurry to go to Zhouzhuang to have a look.

"It's getting late, why don't you stay here for the night?"

Seeing the old man stand up, Shao Zhen couldn't help but say, it's dark and far away, what if something happens.

"Stay here?"

"Stay here?"

The old temple pestle stood up with a peachwood cane, looked around and looked at the hundred ghosts not far in front of him.

"I'd rather walk at night, and although I'm old, my body bones are tougher than you, you, make up for it, and take care of yourself, I thought I was seeing a ghost when I saw you!"

Lao Miaozhu's words were somewhat exaggerated, but they also made Shao Zhen realize that he was too unkempt during this time.

He got up and sent the old temple to the courtyard, and the latter waved his hand, and hurried away with a "go".

"The old man walks slowly, and I'll go to the Land Temple after a while."

Lao Miaozhu glanced back at Shao Zhen and nodded, as if he understood.

When he couldn't see the old temple, Shao Zhen went back, but he basically didn't eat anything today, so he would be so hungry that his chest was close to his back, so it was better to go to the kitchen to get a meal first.

And after Lao Miaozhu walked away, the afterglow of his eyes always paid attention to his back.

When it was almost time, he looked back and saw that Shao Zhen had already left, and then his body moved, and he immediately changed direction like a spirit monkey.

After going around in a circle, he returned to the courtyard of Shao Zhen's house, and lowered his body in the back, holding a peachwood staff and looking inside vigilantly.

Although there is a statue of the Manifestation True Monarch, how can he leave easily, the key is to enter the night!

Hey, overnight?

My old man is holding a peachwood cane, and there is a portrait of the saint and the true monarch here, sleeping here, how dare the evil and evil people show up?

Stay is to stay, but not in front of you!

The old temple wishes people to become old and refined, although it is a temple blessing, but it is also clear that even if the statue is opened, it is a god statue after all, not a real god in person, but it is different with a knowledgeable warlock.

So you need to look at it secretly.

Time passed minute by minute, watching Shao Zhen cook and eat, free his hands and enter the house, and even began to boil water to clean himself, Lao Miaozhu's heart gradually and really relaxed.

At midnight, Lao Miaozhu shuddered and left Shao Zhen's house, and he thought that he had done it to this extent with his own ability.

The weather is cold, the north wind is gusting, and the night road at midnight is indeed not easy to walk.

Some of the deserted and remote roadsides can even see some graves a little farther away, as well as some vague evil spirits.

It is also to warm up the body, Lao Miaozhu is very fast, although his eyes can't see some qi, but he can vaguely feel some of it.

At this time, the peachwood cane is a little on the ground.

After the sound of "knock~", the surrounding feeling seems to be "warmer".

Whenever he finished doing this, Lao Miaozhu would smile and pick up the peach wood cane and touch it to take a look.

"Hehe, my old peach cane is finally a treasure, a magic weapon that can be passed on."

This old peach cane has never been so handy, and it also makes the old temple wish a good mood, and he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled out the stopper and poured it.

Inside the bottle are some spirits, which are also considered medicinal wines.

Although this special medicinal wine itself cannot bring any warmth, it can relax the muscles and invigorate the blood, make it easier for the body to nourish yang energy during exercise, and make the body feel warmer.

——

Zhou Zhuang really lost the child, and at night, he had already mobilized his relatives and neighbors in the village to look for it together, but naturally he didn't find it.

There are also people who go to the land temple to ask for the land woman, but the temple is not there.

Out of the principle of comparing hearts with hearts, and also because the old man felt short, although the old temple Zhu arrived home late at night, he still got up early the next day.

Then he hurriedly went to Zhouzhuang, which was not too far from the Land Temple, found the family, and informed the child that he might be in the Zhenjun Temple.

As for how to know, Lao Miaozhu didn't say anything about Shao Zhen for the time being, but told the land Po Tuo dream.

Dengzhou City is also two hundred and dozens of miles away from here, and that side is a big city for this countryside, and it also needs to be prepared to entangle, not that the countrymen can walk when they say they can go.

However, the old temple has always let them relax, saying that if they are really in the Zhenjun Temple, the Holy True Monarch will definitely bless the child.

By now, Lao Miaozhu had already believed Shao Zhen's words, and he believed that the kid would definitely be fine.

——

On the third day, it was also early in the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month.

Outside the ancestral house of the Shao family outside Xintian County, the old temple wishes to visit again, this time it is an official visit, of course, the old peach cane is still not leaving.

"Mr. Shao, Mr. Shao"

The voice reached the house, and Shao Zhen, who was still asleep, also got up quickly, and when he opened the door this time, he was no longer the sloppy appearance, at least the clothes and hairstyles were relatively neat.

"It turns out that the old gentleman is here, please come in!"

Shao Zhen invited him to the courtyard, and the old temple wished him to be refreshed, his complexion was much better than the day before yesterday, and his forehead was almost swollen, but the purple-red marks were still there, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hehehehe, didn't Mr. Shao say that he was going to the Zhenjun Temple in Dengzhou City? It just so happened that the old man also went to find the people in Zhouzhuang, why don't we go over together? ”

Lao Miaozhu said and looked at the Shao family's ancestral house, looking at Shao Zhendao, who was alone.

"It's good to reunite their families and feel at ease with each other while the year is over."

Not only to reunite the Zhou family with peace of mind, but also to let Lao Miao wish himself peace of mind, and go to Dengzhou, everything should be unraveled.

Shao Zhen nodded slightly, he also had this intention, and he planned to go to the Land Temple today.

"The old gentleman is right!"

(End of chapter)