Chapter 3: The Spring and Autumn Pen is Born
Wu Zhen and Pu Songling hid in the light, looking down from the sky, like a pearl in the vast dark night. Sen Senran's beast teeth were close in front of him, and at this moment, Wu Zhen felt at ease.
Heart Dao, if it is considered out of demonic obstacles, thousands of Taoist priests are demonic obstacles, and thousands of beasts are not demonic obstacles. Since it is a demonic obstacle, accept it calmly.
Wu Zhen sat down instead, turned his face to Pu Songling and said, Mr. might as well tell me in detail about Hujun's visit.
A long sigh, coming from a thirsty throat, seemed to be resentful and unwilling.
People call me Mr. Liaozhai, but in fact, when I was young, my heart was anxious for a career. At the age of 19, he took the children's examination and won the first three places in the county, government and province one after another, and his fame was shocking. I wanted to be one of the 114 champions in the 268 years of the Qing Dynasty. Who would have thought that he was older than Bagu, but he achieved nothing, tried and failed, and did not become a tribute until he was 71 years old. Forced by life, I had to work as a tutor at Bi Jiyou's house in Xipu Village, Xipu Village, this county, and worked hard for nearly 42 years. In today's world, everyone says that this is my resume, in fact, there is one thing that I have never told anyone.
Pu Songling paused for a moment, stroking his long beard, as if he was thinking about something far away.
I remember a scientific expedition, for no reason, I suddenly met a big man with eyebrows in my dream, and said to me, Wenjun has a good head, just for my use, although it can not be shown in the temple, but it will also be able to flow in the world. After waking up, I can no longer write a thousand words about the exam questions. I searched my chest, but I couldn't write a word.
Speaking of this, Mr. Liao Zhai sighed, he had no chance to pursue his career, so he had to place his affection on the fairy road. I heard that there is a Taoist priest who claims to have obtained the wonder of Dansha, who looks like a young man, more than 300 years old, and everyone in the village is very envious. I often take out my own savings, hoping to get an elixir and a magic method for immortality. I went alone and talked to the Taoist priest.
Suddenly, the little Taoist boy outside the door came to report, Master, Ling Lang came, asking to see.
The Taoist priest scolded, don't you see that I am receiving guests?
I was busy, since Ling Lang is here, how can I not see it.
After a while, the sound of procrastination came, walking very slowly, I was very surprised in my heart, the heart said, the 300-year-old Taoist priest, still walking like flying, his son will definitely be able to eat the elixir, should be younger than the old Taoist priest.
The footsteps stopped in front of the door, and a dry voice said, "Dad, my son has come to see you." An old man with white hair as silver walked in, kneeling down and saluting.
The old Taoist priest scolded, I have long asked you to eat the elixir like me, and now I am old like this.
The old man who saluted couldn't get up on his own, and the little Taoist boy helped the old man get up and retreated.
Who doesn't love his own children, since he can live forever, how can such a good elixir not be eaten for his son. The more I think about it, the more untrue it becomes. So I said goodbye, and I knew most of the time in my heart that the old man who wanted to come to the door to give a salute was Lao Tzu.
I feel that the things of the gods are vain, and I have also paid attention to the Danjing, but many of them are obscure and difficult to implement. Then a heart was turned to ashes.
On the way home, the bearded man in the dream visited again, and it turned out to be an emperor, with burning eyes.
I asked, "Who are you, and what is the use of asking for my head, which has delayed my career?"
Come on, do you see that I am human?
Suddenly transform into a Taoist priest, a Taoist child, and an old man.
Thousands of doppelgangers, all of them are one person, I am not human, I am a fox king.
Wu Zhendao, whether the fox monarch is the king of ten thousand foxes.
Mr. Liaozhai said, not only.
On that day, Fox Jun visited me and said to me that I was looking for a successor to a different family.
I asked, what is a successor, and who has ever been a successor?
Fox Jun Dao, the hidden history of a different family, must be done by Confucianism, and the former heirs are also famous. Such as the Eastern Jin Dynasty Ganbao's "Sou Shen Ji", Zutaizhi's "Zhi Wei", Cao Bi's "Zhi Wei", Kong Yue's "Kong's Zhi Wei", ......
Every successor is selected by Hujun, and I have already selected two people in this dynasty, one is you Pu Songling, and the other is Ji Xiaolan.
I asked, why me?
The fox gentleman stopped talking, and suddenly there was an ordinary brush in his hand, and handed it to me casually.
I took it in my hand, and the fox smiled.
The fox gentleman said, because you can hold the Spring and Autumn Pen.
I said, what is the Spring and Autumn Pen?
Fox Jun said, when Confucius did the Spring and Autumn Period, every word was subtle. Later generations commented: Those who have a country cannot not know the Spring and Autumn Period, they can know slander before, and they can guard against national thieves later. Those who are ministers cannot not know the Spring and Autumn Period, keep the duty of the minister, and know the power change when encountering chaos. The master was in a panic all his life, and when he saw that it was difficult to return to the courtesy, he sighed after writing the Spring and Autumn Period. This pen that writes Spring and Autumn was obtained by Xiaohu and became a rare treasure in the world. The fox monarch handed over the Spring and Autumn Pen to the heir, leaving the fourth line of the four branches of Chinese civilization. For thousands of years, the Fox King has managed different families, or directly entered the people and temples, intervened in the change of the times, and let the Three Realms operate in an orderly manner.
I asked, since I can hold the Spring and Autumn Pen, I think I was born to be a successor. So how do I do it?
Fox Jun said, all the different families in the world are under the management of my fox king, and every strange thing that happens in the world will come to you by itself. It's just that since then, there is no fate with fame and fortune.
I said angrily, it turned out that you hurt me, with my talent, I should have become the champion, one of the six champions of the Qing generation in the land of Qilu.
Unexpectedly, my anger caused the fox king to laugh.
Fox Jun Dao, stay in the immortals, stay in the immortals, I am the fox king, never dare to act against the sky, your name is Liuxian, there is a cause in the immortal road, there is no cause in the fame, even if I don't replace your good head, you are still nameless in the imperial examination. It's all fate, and I don't think you remember your past life.
What was my past life?
Fox Jun said, ask Ling Zun to know.
Can't you tell me?
Heavenly secrets must not be revealed.
I asked again, since I am recording the affairs of a different family, if I encounter demons and monsters, how can I deal with it, I am just a helpless scholar?
Fox Jun said, with the Spring and Autumn Pen in hand, all the people in the world will know that you are a successor, and it is too late for you to do a biography, how can it harm you?
Are there no exceptions?
Of course, it's just not in your lifetime. I am afraid that in a few hundred years, the next successor will have to face unprecedented dangers.
The fox gentleman said goodbye, sure enough, strange things came one after another, people said that I Pu Songling, set up a tea stall at the entrance of the village, the passing guests rested, drank a few bowls of tea to quench their thirst, and told me the stories of the night road that they heard, and the strange stories of the north and south of the world were told to me one by one, and I wrote and wrote, and then polished the text after going home, and accumulated 493 stories of chatting about fasting.
The world only knows one side of the story, but the other side of the story never knows. Some of them are my personal experience, and some things are told to me by the fox king's big and small demons and their parents, and there are very few stories that I really rely on the tea stall to hear, but I can't have one, there is truth and falsehood, just like the book of cultivating immortals and learning the Tao, it is never completely true.
Then Mr. Liaozhai, I will become a successor with a spring and autumn pen in the future, is it like you?
It's different now, because something big has happened.