Chapter 13: Into the Mountain City
Wuling Castle is a county town at the southern tip of Kyushu, with hundreds of thousands of people in the city. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
One day, Wang Ming left Qingxi Village and came outside the city.
It was early in the morning, and at this time, Zheng Shi'an, a citizen of Qingxi Village, was also passing by the avenue outside the city, Wang Ming was a god at the moment, so he was able to fall and possess Zheng Shi'an's body.
The body of the manipulator Zheng Shi'an, Wang Ming drove the ox cart to pull some pork meat towards the city, this Zheng Shi'an set off from Qingxi Village for dozens of miles all the way, and passed through the Qingmulberry forest, all the way to here, the sky was already bright, if it could not be processed before the sun rose, the pork meat on the car would be spoiled.
Wang Ming didn't throw away this cart of pork meat, and he didn't want this Zheng Shi'an to leak flaws, and others found out that he was possessed by evil spirits.
There is a public opinion cover in Wuling City, and if it is not possessed, Wang Ming's current realm will not be able to enter the city.
When they got to the city gate, they drove the carriage over.
All the way into the city came to a remote alley, parked the ox cart, got out of the car and knocked on the thick door.
"Who?"
"Find Steward Liu, the one who delivers meat in the countryside, Zheng Shi'an. Wang Ming said outside the door.
After the door opened, another person appeared, who was the housekeeper of the family in the city, and this person stopped Wang Ming under the city gate and asked, "You lazy ruffian, you should be honest before buying your pork meat, why did you send it now?"
"There was some delay on the way. Wang Ming said.
"These meats are two strings of money. The housekeeper casually reported a number, bullying Wang Ming as a living person.
"Good. Wang Ming said.
"Ah," the housekeeper glanced at Wang Ming in surprise. 'Cough' coughed, and casually threw the two strings of money into Wang Ming's hands.
Wang Ming took the money and drove the ox cart and turned around and left.
"Alas, Zheng Shi'an, you will send another guinea pig in two days. The housekeeper felt taken advantage of in the back, and shrewdly shouted at Wang Ming, who was far away.
It's a pity that Wang Ming sat on the ox cart, and the ox cart had already left this narrow alley.
After leaving this family, Wang Ming took an ox cart to the city for transit. Today is the festival, the assembly in the east of the city is very lively, Wang Ming went out of the alley to drive the ox cart, more and more people passed by on both sides along the way, laughing, running lively, buying and selling on the roadside.
Wang Ming sat on it alone with an ox cart, and walked on this street, a very strange person.
Finally, the ox cart took him outside the temple of General Wuling on the other side of the riverbank.
The carriage stopped in the shade of a tree in the distance of the temple, and Wang Ming stared at the temple, which was full of incense and seemed to be a disturbance, and he paid attention to the idols inside.
Wang Ming wanted to tie the ox cart to the tree next to the temple, and wanted to come down to see the temple.
But soon a group of young men rushed past Wang Ming, and one of them shouted, "Hurry up, I know a location that can climb over the wall, and if you go in early, you won't have to queue up outside here." ''Hahaha~!' A group of people passed by, and everyone felt the feeling of taking advantage of others.
Wang Ming wanted to enter the temple, but stopped.
Turning his head to see some beggars and long-eyed people in the surrounding crowd, some people saw Wang Ming getting into the ox cart again, and they all turned their heads in disappointment and dispersed.
Leaving the General's Temple, Wang Ming sat on the ox cart, and then drove the ox to turn around and leave.
Didn't go a hundred zhang, an exquisite Taoist temple was located by the river, Wang Ming saw that the plum and bamboo were dense inside, it was a large courtyard with several entrances, and there were many female dependents and a few Taoist children walking around in the courtyard.
Wang Ming saw that many female dependents liked to enter here, he got off the ox cart, tied the ox to a stone lion at the entrance of the Taoist courtyard, and Wang Ming entered the Taoist courtyard.
Many of the women's families came here in horse-drawn carriages, and the carriages left after the women got off the carriages. When these ladies saw Wang Ming, a vulgar 'dirty' man driving horses, enter the gate of the Taoist courtyard, everyone avoided and made way and missed Wang Ming. But these women were all laughing and laughing, as if they couldn't see Wang Ming. Most of these women are whispering, probably discussing some young and handsome people, and the love of men and women is something that everyone yearns for. The little Taoist boy in the Daoist Courtyard also stared at Wang Ming, but fortunately, no one stopped Wang Ming from entering the Daoist Academy.
Soon a young Taoist priest walked out of the Taoist courtyard, holding a whisk in his hand, wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe, but a monk who had already entered the door.
"Are you asking for peace?"
On one side of them is a huge, Lingzhi-shaped purple stone, which is a famous sight in the city, and in this temple, it is called: 'Fushou Wushuang Stone', and there are many strange stories about this strange stone. In addition to most of the people in the city who go to the general temple to worship and miss the celebrity of Wuling City, there are also many family members and women who like to come to this courtyard to seek peace and touch this strange stone here.
"Yes, I also have a wife at home. Wang Mingdao, I don't know who he is talking about.
"To seek peace, you only need to put your hand on this peerless stone, of course, you must be sincere, the so-called sincerity is spiritual. The young Taoist said kindly to Wang Ming.
"No, I've begged for it. ”
"You're here alone?"
"Yes, I've heard from the city that the Fushou Stone here is very famous. ”
Wang Ming turned around and left, starting to leave.
"You want to leave?" the young Taoist priest was very surprised, but he wanted to keep Wang Ming to talk.
Wang Ming silently turned his back to everyone and went out of the courtyard.
"This is such a strange person. The young Taoist priest frowned and pondered, he was also calculating something in his hand, but he didn't find any information.
Wang Ming sat on the ox cart and drove the ox cart away into the distance.
Many ladies in the Daoist Academy whispered to each other, and these women did not expect that there was anything extraordinary about this poor and ordinary villager outside the city, which would make the young Taoist of the Zhidan Courtyard actually value this villager so much.
A man drove an ox cart and walked alone in the city, at this time it was almost noon in the city, Wang Ming came to an inn and stopped, he did not plan to return to Qingxi Village today.
"Guest officer, but you want to stay in the hotel?"
"Ask for a room. ”
"The car?"
"Stop by you and I'll leave tomorrow. Wang Ming said.
After asking for a guest room, Wang Ming never came out after entering, and he didn't order any food at noon, so he stayed in the room alone and meditated.
He's done so much during the day today, and he'll have to wait until dark to do the rest. Although the festival in the city was very lively during the day, it was not attractive to Wang Ming at all.
In the afternoon, the sun slowly set, and in the evening, the traffic on the street of the inn slowly subsided. In the backyard of the inn, the oxen of the ox cart were quietly chewing and kicking, and were chained to a wooden stake next to the stable.
The thin shopkeeper in the inn began to walk around the inn one by one with a lamp, lit the lamps and candles hanging upstairs and downstairs, and muttered in a low voice when passing by Wang Ming's room, "I'm really poor and unlucky, I didn't come out for a day, I didn't eat, and I thought I could make more." Then the child went downstairs and went to work.
There were fewer and fewer people in the inn, and the guests who stayed there were all back to their upstairs rooms. Below is only the innkeeper who is slapping on the counter, and there is the sound of the shopkeeper wiping the table.