Chapter 1 Origin

Spring in the imperial capital is warm and cold, the long street in the morning rush hour is full of traffic, people are in a hurry, and there is a slow figure in the crowd that seems out of place with the busy rhythm of the city. This person is of medium stature, not very old, not very handsome, and has always had a hangy expression on his face, and his whole temperament is an authentic Hutong string at a glance, his name is Zhu Hanwen.

Zhu Hanwen's life is really not smooth, when he was nine years old, his parents disappeared, leaving only an old house, and since then his studies have been a thousand miles away. He is 18 years old this year, and after receiving nine years of compulsory education, he has been an idle member of society for more than two years. He has not been starved to death, completely relying on the ancestral house of the imperial capital, and can provide him with a rent that he can't hold up if he doesn't die of hunger every month.

"Hey~ This TM has already started spring, why is the thief still so cold?" Zhu Hanwen muttered to himself while shrinking his head and walking on an old street. Spring here is generally nothing new, either the sky is full of yellow sand, or the smog does not see the light of day.

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

"Wow, it's so beautiful, make a wish!"

"The last time this scene appeared, was that Leonid meteor shower?" I don't know when the street that was originally indifferent suddenly became lively.

"Huh?!The meteor shower in broad daylight?What's the matter that this is about to end the world?Don't mind, my brother is still a man!Anyway, when my buddy breaks down, he can be regarded as dead~ Who will suffer from this!" Zhu Hanwen, who was speaking an authentic local dialect, didn't pay attention to the disdainful eyes of the people next to him, and the old god was looking at the wonders in the sky.

It is amazing to say, the sky that was originally shrouded in haze was penetrated by countless white lights, as if it had pierced some kind of diaphragm, and then there was a flash of light in the sky, and the sun that had not appeared for a long time was penetrated by a white rainbow as soon as it appeared, and the haze in the sky was divided into two halves by this white rainbow, as if hearing some kind of command, hundreds of white lights flew apart as soon as they penetrated the clouds.

"The white rainbow runs through the sun, the heavenly road is reopened, and the general trend is expected!" Longhu Mountain, an old Taoist priest in the Heavenly Master's Mansion who couldn't tell his age at all twisted his beard, and his face, which had not made waves for many years, showed a rare trace of happiness. "Ancestor, Ancestor, something is wrong!" a little Taoist boy Fei also ran in. "Why are you so panicked, my generation of cultivators first re-cultivated their hearts, and went back to copy "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Note" ten times!" This "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Note" is a classic of the Zhang family of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and this Taoist seems to be the Zhang family of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and the identity of the old Taoist priest is naturally self-evident.

"Yes, Ancestor, I know that I am wrong, Qi Ancestor, just now a meteor flew towards the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and then a few thunderbolts flashed, and a large seal suddenly appeared on the altar of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, and no one could get close to the lightning, so I specially invited the ancestor to go over and take a look. The boy calmed down and bowed and said.

"Take me to see if there's such a thing. After hearing this, the old Taoist priest flashed and appeared in the courtyard outside the door.

"Master, didn't you say that my generation cultivated the mind, and Mount Tai collapsed before and did not change color? Why are you so anxious now?" the boy was full of question marks.

"Where is so much nonsense, the general trend is coming, if my expectations are right, the big seal on the altar of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect should be the Five Thunder Dharma Treasure Seal taken away by the first generation of Patriarch Feisheng. It should be when I am in the midst of a Taoist unification, such a big event, how can it be delayed!" The old Taoist priest gave the Taoist boy a violent shudder, lifted his clothes, and a golden light flashed and flew out of the courtyard. . .

Wudang Mountain, flying cliff.

A cold light flashed, and a divine sword suddenly appeared and hung over the head of a young Taoist who was meditating, the Taoist priest continued to practice as if he didn't know, and the cyan treasure light on the sword body flowed down like smooth silk, and it was about to pierce into the Baihui point on the Taoist priest's head, and the Taoist priest still stood still in the sky. As the blue light flowed, the tip of the sword pierced into the top of the Taoist priest's head inch by inch, and the Taoist priest's face seemed to be a little painful, but more of it was still immobile and resolute. Until the entire divine sword entered without a handle, cyan brilliance floated out of the Taoist priest's body. After a long time, the Qingguang converged Taoist priest and stood up, laughed three times, and disappeared into a cold light.

The same thing happened in the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, the Qing Palace on Qingcheng Mountain, the Purple Bamboo Forest in Putuo Mountain and other major avenues. Of course, what happens in these places where there is Taoism cannot be seen by the outside world.

Of course, Zhu Hanwen didn't know that he was witnessing a major event related to the world. Of course, even if he knew that he might not care, at this time he had already come to the gate of the capital city god temple in the north of Xingsheng Street in the imperial capital.

"This is it. I don't know if what the old monk said back then was accurate. If there is no way here, the master can only accept his fate. Ay.. Somehow, Zhu Hanwen, who didn't care about anything and felt that he was dying, suddenly suffered some gains and losses. "Forget it, no matter what, it can be regarded as a last wish of my father and mother. Gritting his teeth, he took a deep breath and pushed open the old temple door, and stepped inside.

The temple of the capital of this prosperous street used to be one of the most lively places in the imperial capital, every temple fair on the first, fifteenth and twenty-fifth days of the new year, the city god travels, rewards the good and punishes the evil, and visitors from all over the world gather in front of the temple to communicate with each other. Yangge, stilts, five tiger sticks, blowing, playing and singing, gongs and drums are noisy and lively, and the style is extraordinary. It's a pity that with the passage of time, the surrounding Huguo Temple, Liulichang and other larger bazaars have risen, and the prosperity here is not to mention, and it is becoming more and more deserted year by year. Now, due to poor repair, the lively and magnificent Capital City God's Temple is like an old man in the twilight, sitting alone on the side of the street, confiding in passers-by about his demeanor back then.

Walking into it, I found that the space inside is still very large, the land temple on both sides, the mountain temple, and the ten halls of Hades stand symmetrically, and the big Wei Ling Temple in the middle of the courtyard is still majestic and solemn although the scenery is not there.

"Burning incense and making vows costs fifty, and asking for a sign and asking for divination costs one hundred. "There is still a temple celebration in such a broken place? The most important thing is that there is a special charge? Am I afraid that I will starve to death when I am a temple celebration here? Zhu Hanwen felt that his brain circuit was a little insufficient, but more things were better than less things, so he obediently paid the money and took three incense sticks. Three sticks of incense cost fifty, it's so fucking black, Zhu Hanwen scolded his mother in his heart.

Bowed to the Quartet, respectfully paid three incense sticks, a series of three bows. After the ceremony, he stood up and peeked at the old temple wish. The old man was dressed in gray overalls, which were common in the 80s, with gray hair disheveled, sideburns and beard on his face, and only a pair of blue plastic slippers on his feet. I couldn't help but feel some sympathy for him in my heart, and turned to Lao Miaozhu and said.

"I still want to ask for a signature, please explain it to me. ”

After receiving the money, Lao Miaozhu sat down at the fortune-telling table covered with a shabby red cloth. He stretched out his hand and handed over the dusty bucket next to him.

"Na, shake it lightly, and if it breaks, you will be compensated according to the price. ”

"Ahem, cough~~~ Uncle, you haven't used this sign for years, why are you so gray?" Zhu Hanwen shook the bucket, tears choking on the dust flowed down, and he couldn't help complaining.

"Don't talk nonsense, show me the sign. Miao Zhu took the shaken slip seriously, stuck it tightly in front of his nose and squinted at it.

"Boy, do you want to ask about the future, or do you want to ask about marriage?" After seeing it, Lao Miaozhu put down the sign in his hand and asked expressionlessly, but what Zhu Hanwen didn't see was that Lao Miaozhu's back was shaking for a while, as if he was very excited.

"I just want to see how long I can live. Zhu Hanwen stood cautiously, really not wanting the ashes on the table to rub on him.

"Judging by the sign。。。。。 Lao Miaozhu looked at the young man with a serious face, and deliberately pulled a long tone.

"What?" Although I owe no trust in this unreliable temple blessing, after all, this is a question that has been hidden in my heart for nearly ten years, and I can't help but be a little nervous.

"Judging from the sign, if the old man estimates it is good... The old temple paused. "You can live unto death. ”

"Damn, uncle, let's not come to play like this, even if you cheat money, you might as well say some New Year's greetings to make me happy, I can't complain that this City God Temple is dilapidated like this, which one can make you so entertained!" You can insult my character, but you can't insult my intelligence!

"If you don't respect the teacher, you should fight!"

Zhu Hanwen only heard this sentence before he fell into a coma, and then he felt that his eyes were dark, and then he didn't know anything.

"Hiss~~ah~~ The old guy is really heavy. While rubbing his head, Zhu Hanwen sat up suddenly. looked around, and found that he was already lying on the couch in the backyard dormitory, and the old temple Zhu was sitting on the chair next to the couch, holding his feet in one hand and holding an ID card in the other.

"Are you awake?" said Lao Miaozhu grinning at him, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"You... You.. I'll tell you, I don't dare to be interested in men, especially dirty and old men, you don't want me to be submissive, sir... I.. Rather die than submit. Zhu Hanwen shrank to the side of the bed, and he really looked a little chaste and fierce, just a pair of small eyes gurgling and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hehe, Zhu Hanwen. Well, although the name is ugly, it is indeed the urine nature of their family's name. Lao Miaozhu put his ID card in his pocket and stood up and said

"Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

"Bye... Apprentice, like you, stealing customers?" Zhu Hanwen stood up from the couch and found that there was only a pair of blue slippers on the couch, and his own shoes ran to the feet of Lao Miaozhu at some point.

What is this called?,Ran all the way over to burn incense.,I wanted to find an opportunity.,That is, to solve the problems on my body.,And to end the wishes of my parents.,Which Cheng wants to meet such an old neurotic.,Not to mention the ID card.,And snatched away your shoes.,This is a newly bought coconut.,Thousands.。。。。 The old guy's stinky feet have passed through, and I'm afraid I can't wash it out even if I wash it ten times. No, call the police, no matter how clean and buried, put on the slippers on the ground, and want to run out of the door, no matter what, call the police first, the old guy is too powerful, he didn't see what was going on, he was stunned by a slap, or it is safer to find a police uncle.

"You want to go? You don't want to know how your parents died nine years ago? Don't you want to know why the old bald donkey let you come here on March 15, eighteen?"

"Or don't you want to live past the age of eighteen?"