Chapter 2: The Immortal Trail of Incense
A scrawny donkey, carrying a delicate Taoist boy, walked forward slowly.
Chen Changan had a plan in his heart, the little woman that day, who was dressed in a car and drove a wealthy family, went to Qinglu Villa first and had soft rice for a few days.
As for that incense, don't rush to order it, you have to think about it carefully.
After all, a person like a chicken thief as a master, he has no point on his body for a lifetime, and he passed it on to himself when he died, so there must be some danger, right?
When it's a last resort, you don't lose when you point it.
Chen Changan touched the money in his arms, as well as a box of rouge gouache bought from the bazaar, and was immediately full of confidence.
As a fortune teller, I have followed the master all these years and have not learned anything else.
In addition to juggling a few runes like spontaneous combustion, oil pot to make money, etc., fool people, and follow him to learn how to hook up with a good family.
The house of the wealthy and the boudoir, but I don't know how many have been overturned.
There was a young man selling firewood in front of him, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back.
Chen Changan waved his hand, very polite, and asked with a smile: "Lao Jia, this firewood seller, how to get to Qinglu Villa?"
As soon as the firewood seller heard these four words, he dropped the firewood and fled in a hurry, leaving only a trail of dust.
“...”
Chen Changan's hand has not been put down, and by the way, he put it in front of his eyes, shading the sun and looking into the distance.
"What a weirdo. ”
Thinking that he would not be able to find it for a while, he would inevitably have to find a small temple to live for the night, so he came down and tied a bundle of firewood to the back of the donkey.
Fortunately, over the years, I have followed the foolish Taoists, and I am used to sleeping in the north and south, although the master has not taught him anything, but he has practiced a pair of courage.
Riding on a donkey, the more Chen Changan thought about it, the more wrong it became, why was he so scared when he heard the name of Qinglu Villa, this firewood seller?
"I'll take a look first. ”
He touched the oil-paper bag in his sleeve again, and if he couldn't do it, he ordered it in advance, which was also a means of saving his life.
After a while, I found the location of Qinglu Villa.
There are mostly antique buildings here, the mansions of the wealthy families are scattered and scattered, the carved railings are quaint and pleasant, and the small curtain beads are dark and quiet.
Those pavilions and courtyards are built near the water, the door is open on the side of the street, and the backyard doors and windows are mostly on the waterfront side.
If you don't live in this kind of place, you can't raise that kind of charming stunner, Chen Changan swallowed his saliva, tied the donkey to the door of a small shop, gave some care money, and then slowly walked inside.
As soon as he walked to the door of an alley, he jumped out of two big and three thick tolerances and buckled his arm.
"Oops, it hurts, it hurts, let go!
A man snorted coldly and said, "Report to the official, we are the official, say, what do you want to do?"
Chen Changan turned his head sideways and looked at it, and sure enough, it was two Tsing Yi soaps, and he immediately said with a smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Poor Dao was invited to come and divinate the master of this room." If the two official brothers don't believe it, they can look at the famous post, which is in the arms of the poor road. ”
The two officials glanced at each other, one of them winked, and the other took out a wooden post from his bosom, which read "Qinglu Villa".
The eyes of the two people suddenly became vigilant, and their voices became low, and they asked, "You were invited by the owner of Qinglu Villa?"
"Exactly. ”
As soon as the words fell, the official changed his face and shouted: "Qinglu Villa has just had a life case, and the male owner died tragically at home, I see that this guy is seriously suspicious, so take it down for me." ”
Chen Chang'an has the heart to die, what is this called, although I have this idea, but I haven't implemented it yet, this is at most an attempt to steal people.
How can it be directly characterized to the point of being exposed to murder, "wronged!"
"What is it called, when the truth is found out, if you are wronged, I will naturally let you go. ”
Chen Changan secretly said in his heart, as far as you birdmen, don't take Lao Tzu to close the case, who will believe it?
After going back with them, it is inevitable that you will suffer a lot of flesh and skin, and it is not new to be beaten into tricks or something.
He rolled his eyes, didn't cry, didn't make trouble, didn't shout, and smirked and said, "Two big brothers, I have a lot of savings in the money village." If it is convenient, the poor road will be rewarded. ”
These words are really more useful than anything else, the two of them have a tacit understanding, and it seems that it is not the first time they have accepted bribes.
"Take him and fetch him, and I'll keep watch here. ”
The official is not blind, this little Taoist priest is fourteen or fifteen years old when he dies, he is handsome, with red lips and white teeth, and at first glance he is not a master who can kill people and sell goods.
Chen Changan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they were willing to accept the money, they would be safe for the time being.
Otherwise, this was cut down for no apparent reason, but it is not unusual at all, this is Chaoyun Kingdom, which has always been famous for the corruption of officials.
One of the officials stepped forward to insist that he was about to leave, when he suddenly touched a package in his sleeve.
Generally, the robes of wandering Taoists are sewn with a pocket in the sleeve.
The official tore it open, only to see a silk handkerchief commonly used in the boudoir fall out, revealing a golden hairpin inside.
Another official hurriedly opened it, and sure enough, it was all women's precious jewelry, and the two immediately changed color.
"I really underestimate you, you are really an adulterer who makes money and steals sex, and now you get the stolen goods, what else do you have to say?"
Chen Changan was stunned for a moment, these were all given to her by Mrs. Duan, so that she could bury her master with a good life.
I knew that it was all spent, but now the yellow mud fell into the crotch of my pants, and I couldn't tell why.
blames herself for being obsessed, the little woman has already calculated with the adulterer, murdered her husband, and let herself be a scapegoat, maybe even these two officials can be bought.
I'll just say, how could such a beautiful person take the initiative to send it to the door, it's really a femme fatale.
Master, why are we all planted on this...
Chen Changan raised his eyes and looked at it, and the expressions of the two officials were in full view, and he was even more sure of his thoughts.
So far, being taken to prison is a dead end.
Chen Changan pinched a spontaneous combustion charm in his sleeve and lit the oiled paper packet.
The burning sensation spread, Chen Changan bared his teeth, and while flicking his sleeves, he stared at the oiled paper bag on the ground.
Gradually boiled a corner, revealing a stick of incense, I don't know what the material is, a little, the aroma instantly diffuses.
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In the north of Chaoyun country, above the golden roof, there is a fairy mountain.
On the top of the mountain, Taixu Palace, the dry Xuan Dao chief opened the altar to preach, and the disciples sat and listened to the scriptures.
When it came to the wonderful place, all the disciples showed joy and joy.
Suddenly, Ku Xuan's eyebrows moved, his voice stopped abruptly, and when the disciples opened their eyes, the futon was already empty.
A moment later, outside the Taixu Palace, the wind and clouds changed color.
Ku Xuan brought back a little Taoist priest with a tattered robe and smoke on his body.
The disciples saw that Ku Xuan's face was pale, he snorted coldly, and walked away.
The little Taoist priest got up and looked around, his face gradually changing from surprise to joy.
Is this a wonderland?
Many disciples didn't know what the situation was, they all went to see Senior Brother Baojing, and Baojing also shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'll ask." ”
After finishing speaking, he flew out of the palace flutteringly.
When I arrived in the palace of Kuxuan, I saw that the master was still full of anger, and I must know that the master's cultivation is profound, and this anger is not common.
"Master?"
Ku Xuan turned his head, sighed and said: "You came just in time, you were a teacher in the past, and you were favored by a certain senior, and the path you brought back today is his descendant." ”
"Congratulations Master, isn't it one step closer to the Great Dao if you have a cause and effect?"
Ku Xuan's eyes were a little confused, and he said, "Dao?"
After losing his mind for a moment, he turned to Baojing and said: "This son is young, has a bad record, and is not taboo in meat and vegetables, let him sharpen it in Zizhu Peak first, and wash away all mortal desires." ”
"Yes. ”
At the same time, in a cave in the Great Wilderness "Mountain of Death", the old Taoist priest who came back from the dead opened his eyes.
The black unicorn cow crawling under his seat asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
"Chang'an lit the incense..."
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