The Qingjingguan rudder is still full of incense, and there is an endless stream of people who come to ask for immortal medicine, and Luo Anyi is firmly in control of the Qingjingguan rudder, especially the Bao matchmaker who claims to be the king of Doumu, who is even more fluttering and domineering.

On this day, autumn is high and cool. Just after noon, four people came from the Qingjing Temple, two sturdy men carrying a critically ill patient, and an elderly woman panting and puffing by her side, hurrying to the mountain.

The four monks at the foot of the mountain hurriedly greeted them, carefully inquired about the reason why the four of them came to the Qingjing Temple, and carefully inspected them, and it was already a common practice to conduct an inventory before entering the Qingjing Temple.

The elderly woman who accompanied the critically ill patient hurriedly stepped forward to answer, nodding her head with a smiling face, her attitude was sincere, and her heart was eager, so that the four nursing monks felt respected by etiquette.

"Bow to the four Taoist leaders, my son is very sick, I want to ask Doumu Yuanjun to take a look, there will be heavy thanks."

Just when the four nursing courtyard residents were carefully interrogated, four more nursing courtyard residents came up from a slightly higher place, and it seemed that the guards of the Qingjing Temple had been strengthened, and there were eight people at the first pass at the bottom of the mountain alone.

"Now Doumu Yuanjun is cultivating behind closed doors, and he has to wait for the dark sky to see a doctor. Our rule here is to report the number first, then visit the doctor, and finally draw a symbol to see a doctor and eliminate disasters, no matter how critical the patient is.

At the moment there are six groups of people waiting in the temple, you are the seventh, and you will have to wait until they are done before it will be your turn. This is the rule, no one is an exception, Doumu Yuanjun is fair to all sentient beings. ”

The leading lay person told the people about the rules for entering the pure view, so that they could follow the rules and not make excessive demands on the pretext that the patient was critically ill and break the rules of the pure view.

"Our surname is Jia, we live in Jiajiawopu, which is 60 miles away, and my son is 27 years old this year. We are willing to follow the rules here, please tell the immortals. ”

The old woman reverently responded to the words of the nurse and showed obedience, but her eyes did not take off the nurse's every move, and she knew that it was time to take the money.

"In that case, you have to pay the report number and the meal money for the four people first, so that we can go in and report and arrange."

Sure enough, the leading layman stretched out his hand and motioned to the old woman to pay the money unhurriedly but resolutely. The old woman also hurriedly took out the money from her bosom and handed it over to the leading layman tamely.

Although the money was a bit outrageous, the old woman gave them all the money. The two lay men left to report and arrange meals. The other two lay people led the four people up the mountain to enter the view, and first came to the main hall to worship the Sanqing patriarch.

"The incense has been prepared for you, please pay the incense money again."

A leading layman gave an indifferent reminder, and the old woman handed over the incense money in full, which was more than ten times more expensive than buying it outside, and I really regretted that I didn't bring it when I came.

"We have this specially prepared, we don't need to be outside, otherwise how can it be so effective."

The leader didn't raise his head, and his tone was still so indifferent, there were many people who were unwilling to seek medical advice, and there was nothing to get used to, not to mention that the old woman still had some oil.

In desperation, the old woman had no choice but to pay homage, but did not put money into the merit box. After the worship, a layman asked if she would draw lots to tell fortunes, and the old woman shook her head and said that it was important to see a doctor.

The two laymen led the four of them to a room where they rested first, and then they were treated in order after dinner. There were already many people in the house, and the four of them found a corner to sit down and rest.

Dinner was extremely plain vegetarian but filling. But the patient was only given a bowl of millet porridge, which was still very thin. The old woman went to the layman and said that her son was very ill and begged him to see him first.

The layman said that this is not possible, but you can go in first with everyone at the beginning of the hall, where the ashram is full of qi, and the multiple patients are fine, just go in with confidence, but do not make loud noises.

As soon as the sun set, the old woman was told that the Doumu Yuanjun was about to open the altar to cure the sick, and asked her to carry her son in. This eased the old woman's anxious and irritable mood, and she immediately carried her son in.

It's not a very big room, and it can accommodate up to thirty people. The door opens to the west, and to the south and east is a field of farmhouse kang for people who come to seek medical advice.

In the middle of the north wall is a tall and spacious Taishi chair, and not far in front of it is a platform that can accommodate two people lying down, and it seems that the patient needs to be carried to that place for treatment.

Immediately to the left of the Taishi chair is a lower Taishi chair, and there is a lower log stool next to it. On the right side of the tall Taishi chair, there are also two round wooden stools side by side.

On the slightly shorter Taishi chair, there sat a dark and fat man, with a pair of small eyes wrapped in swollen eye bubbles, patrolling everyone who walked into the room.

He is Luo Anyi, the helmsman here, who calls himself Luo Zhenren. Next to him sat a thin man, holding a Wenwang drum in his hand, he was the man who made the matchmaker, his legs were still a little lame, and his eyes were eyes that would never sober up.

I saw the man who was the matchmaker standing up crookedly, moving forward, looking around with foggy eyes, probably not seeing anything clearly, and then beating a drum, and the people in the room immediately fell silent.

"The co-helmsman Luo Zhenren rewarded the Taoist people who came to eliminate disasters and diseases, and stepped forward to receive it according to the number. Holy water, please! ”

The lame man shouted loudly, making the whole room even more silent, and drinking holy water before going to the sick and eliminating the calamity, this may be unique to the pure view, no wonder the incense here is so prosperous.

Two nondescript women flashed out from behind the tall Taishi chair, each holding a tray of holy water of different colors and amounts of water.

The lame man shouted his name, and the people below went to receive the holy water according to the name, whether it was a doctor or a fortune teller, they had to receive it, saying that they should first open their minds.

Luo Zhenren flicked his hand on the top of the water cup a few times, and the two women handed over the holy water to the people who came to receive it, of course, they had to kneel down and pay the money. It's hard to say whether it works or not, but this mysterious atmosphere is convincing.

The old woman also stepped forward respectfully, received half a cup of blackened holy water, and when she walked back, she sniffed it with her nose, but she did not smell anything, and returned to her son, and fed him one bite at a time.

"Holy please!" As the lame man shouted, a disheveled but brightly dressed woman flashed out from behind the Taishi's chair, with copper bells hanging from her waist and around her feet and neck. There is a ding-dong sound during the activity, but it is also crisp and pleasant.

This person is the matchmaker Bao, I saw her dexterously walk up to the high Taishi chair, sit cross-legged on it, and the copper bell made a rhythmic sound, which attracted people's attention and made people awe-inspired.