The old man chattered and explained the time and place of the ritual over and over again, and put a small silver lock the size of a palm, with a simple texture, and engraved with strange patterns. For the inside of the box, I have to say that Chai Shien is a little curious. But since people are locked, they naturally don't want others to see it, and no matter how curious he is, he can only swallow and spit and suppress the desire rising in his heart.

The old man was very strange, he seemed to have already thought about leaving this matter of great importance to him and his children and grandchildren to Chai Shien, an outsider. The details, even the time when Chai Shien went out and the route he was going to take were all clearly explained. It seems that this matter will only be completed if Chai Shien does what he says.

"You live in the Emerald Pavilion," the old man did not show any special curiosity or interest in the place where Chai Shien worked, and he said slowly, "The day after tomorrow, as long as you go out at two o'clock in the morning, go west along East Street, turn left at the first intersection, and you will see the procession going to participate in the ceremony." If you follow them, you will surely see the Son of God. When the time comes, just put what I have given you into his hands, and that's it. ”

This sounds very easy, not to mention Chai Shien, even if he is a three-year-old child, he can easily do it. Besides, in addition to the box, the old man also gave Chai Shien a money bag, which was a pitiful tael of broken silver. Chai Shien was sad for a while and wanted to excuse himself, but the old man insisted, "If you take this, I can rest assured!"

Taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others, Chai Shien secretly swore that he must do this matter properly. Besides, thinking of that "god son", somehow, Chai Shien really wanted to see him again, and told him in person that there was a murderous demon hiding in his house, so he must be careful!

The osmanthus cake was already freshly baked, Chai Shien took the one he wanted, and went back to the Jade Building humming a little song. At this time, the old man, who was still full of decay, turned into a slender and veiled young woman. She looked at Chai Shien's distant back, and sighed lightly, "There is only so much I can help you, and the rest of the matter depends on yourself, Chai Shien, you can ask for more blessings!"

Daoist Taixu and Master Jiang Yongge discussed carefully all night, and Daoist Taixu thought that the celestial phenomenon that was rare in a hundred years should not be missed, and he had calculated the time, just around the time of tomorrow. When the time comes, he will prepare everything in the Xuanyuan Temple. Jiang Yongge immediately said that he would do his best to help, and Daoist Taixu nodded solemnly, "Success or failure is here, if you can succeed, it will be a great merit to benefit the people in the world, but if you fail......"

In the vast universe, people are small, but they are just a drop in the ocean. The circulation of dynasties is only a subtle fragment of it. Competing with the sky with the strength of one person is already a mayfly shaking the tree, and it is even more harmful to the sky. Regardless of success or failure, it will be damned. Regarding this point, Jiang Yongge has been prepared for a long time.

"Master, I have been clothed and worshiped since I was a child. I don't know how many people have lit a lamp for me and prayed for me. But the disciples are ashamed, there are only a few things I can do for them over the years. So this time, no matter what the outcome is, it is what the disciple should do, and he is willing to do it, and the master does not have to worry. My parents gave birth to me, and I couldn't repay it. Speaking of emotion, Jiang Yongge's eyes were slightly red.

"Don't worry, this is only the worst outcome expected for the teacher, and things may not go in this direction. "In fact, Daoist Taixu is fully prepared, no matter what, he will save Jiang Yongge's life, even if it is at the expense of himself and the entire Xuanyuan Temple.

After a night's rest, it seemed as if he had returned to normal. Although Jiang Yongge's face was still a little pale, he could already move around. After breakfast, Daoist Taixu said goodbye to Jiang Shao, and Jiang Yongge offered to go with his master.

"No, how can this work!" Jiang Shao was anxious when he heard this, "Ge'er, you just woke up, and when your body is weak, you should stay at home and recuperate for a few days." Jiang Yongge insisted, "Master has suffered a lot of losses in order to save me, and I should be filial." ”

This reason alone made Jiang Shao speechless. The word "filial piety" is bigger than the sky, and in life, it should be rewarded. Although Jiang Shao couldn't bear it, he nodded stiffly, and prepared a lot of nourishing medicinal materials for Jiang Yongge to bring with him.

When I went out, the clear sky overhead suddenly rolled dark clouds, and almost gloomy dripping rain came, which made people's hearts depressed. Jiang Shao raised his head, looked at the sky, and stopped talking. And Taixu Daoist looked as usual, turned around and said to Jiang Yong gently, "Ge'er, come and help the teacher get into the car!"

Soon after the carriage hit the road, the raindrops of beans fell. Soon, the rain turned into hail. Jiang Yongge's heart tightened, it was not the rainy season at this time, how could this weather still be as unpredictable as a child's face? Daoist Taixu saw his thoughts, and said lightly, "The changes in the sky can affect not only the overall situation and everyone's fate, but also the weather. After today, it will be clear whether it is good or bad. ”

The door of Xuanyuan Temple was closed, and it was cold in front of the door, but it was hot inside. In the open space behind the Sanqing Palace, six large circular pits have been dug, and the pits are covered with a whole sheet of kraft paper, and it seems that something needs to be filled into them.

In the middle of the six circular pits, a one-zhang high Dharma platform was erected. Incense candles, wax, cinnabar rune paper, and a peachwood sword have been placed on the incense table, which are all things that Taixu Daoist uses on weekdays.

"Master, what is this?" Jiang Yongge looked at the six big pits, thoughtful. Daoist Taixu smiled slightly, "You'll know later, after using vegetarian food, you and I will go to burn incense and bathe, and as soon as the time comes, we will start." ”

There was silence in the Xuanyuan view, and there was a little weirdness in this quiet. Jiang Yongge found that the senior brothers who were familiar with each other on weekdays were silent, but there was a hint of uneasiness hidden in their eyes. He took the time to call Zhicheng to a secluded place and asked in a low voice, "Zhicheng, what's wrong with the senior brothers today, they look a little flustered, is it what happened these days?" Zhicheng shook his head like a rattle, "Don't ask me, I can't say." Jiang Yongge was even more sure of his thoughts, and he coerced and seduced, "I specially brought a lot of matsutake mushrooms today, and I remember that you like to use it to wrap it into steamed dumplings, saying that it is delicious." Alas, the longer this thing is left out, the less umami will become. This was sent this morning, and if it is left a little longer, I am afraid it will be ......."

Zhicheng's index finger moved, and the thought of the deliciousness of matsutake mushrooms made his saliva drool. He stammered, "No, it's not that I don't say it, it's really no, I can't say it!"