Kitayama view, abbot's room

Dawn.

It was still dark outside the window.

Candles with the thickness of children's arms lit up the room with a bright fire.

In the middle of the house was a fire well, surrounded by a square of stones, and a fire was burning inside.

A long iron chain, hanging from the beam, with an iron kettle hanging at the end, was gurgling and steaming.

Ma Ping, Beishan Guanzhu, and Meng Ze sat in a three-person group to taste tea.

The master of Beishan Guan took boiling water and poured it into the teapot, and suddenly a burst of the unique fragrance of good tea came to his nose.

"It's so fragrant!

Meng Ze smiled with a smile:

"I don't want to hide such a good tea, but you didn't take it out the first few times"

The Lord of Beishan smiled and said:

"Cow chewing peony, if you give it to you, it will be a tyrannical thing" As he spoke, he poured the second brew of tea into the washed cup:

"This tea is called Dragon Bud Fragrance, please also review it by the head of the Ming Dao"

"Hiss!" Meng Ze looked surprised and said with a grin:

"It's actually dragon bud incense!"

"Legend has it that this tea is the most calming and contemplative, and it is a spiritual tea that has been tasted!

Beishan Guan Zhu smiled silently, and stretched out his hand slightly to indicate that he could start tasting tea.

When Meng Ze saw it, he was no longer polite, and picked up the teacup and poured half a cup:

"Huh~Comfortable~ It deserves to be a spiritual tea!"

Ma Ping nodded lightly and picked up the cup in front of him.

It looks like the brown color is clear, with a touch of green, and the nose is stirring and lingering with a fragrance that seems to be absent.

Swallow a sip of tea, close your eyes and savor it for a moment, nod and say:

"Good Tea"

The moment the tea is entered, a little coolness rushes straight into my mind, and my spirit is lifted, and what he says helps calm his mind and concentrate should not be a lie.

The two were still savoring, Meng Ze had already taken the teapot and poured another cup, and said with a smile:

"It's not easy to take advantage of such a profit, but today you have to have enough money" After speaking, he drank another cup of tea.

Looking at the painful face of the Beishan Guanzhu, Ma Ping smiled slightly, savored it for a moment before putting down the teacup and coughing lightly.

Meng Ze and the others, who had been paying attention for a long time, immediately turned their heads and put down the teacup, and heard Ma Ping say:

"The day before yesterday, Brother Meng told me about the deacon of the Merit Academy, Huang Chuling."

"It's just that there is something unclear below, why did Huang Chuling do this?"

The frivolity on Meng Ze's face immediately dissipated, and he glanced at the Beishan Viewer, and asked:

"Don't dare to be the Taoist chief to call him so, just call Yu Anyang"

"As for what the Dao Chief suspected just now, this matter is clearer to Brother Chiyang, please Brother Chiyang to solve your doubts!"

The lord of Beishan bowed slightly, and bowed his hand:

"Yu Dao No. Chiyang, I have seen Chongming Dao Chang"

Ma Ping nodded, his cultivation was the highest among the three, so he didn't need to be too formal, he only needed to pay a little attention.

It seemed that he was careful about the words, and after waiting for a while, the Lord of Beishan, that is, Chiyangzi, said slowly:

"Thirty years ago, there were two handsome men in Pingyang Dao Palace, and cultivation was a temporary choice......

These two handsome men should be talking about their "master" and Huang Chuling.

As the Chiyang Daoist slowly spoke, Ma Ping nodded slightly as he listened.

The actual situation is not much different from my initial analysis.

It's nothing more than for the sake of Taoism.

His own "master" and Huang Chuling have fierce competition.

I don't know what happened in the middle, anyway, my "master" won, and he became a Taoist monk first, and he also got a good place like Purple Mountain to build his own Taoist temple!

In the room, the water in the iron kettle began to emit white mist again.

Chiyang Daoist continued in a calm voice:

"The matter should have been closed at this point, but I didn't want something to happen later"

"Fox Demon Rebellion! Overnight, a group of foxes made trouble in the Dao Palace!"

Even if it was just a memory, the people of Chiyang Dao still couldn't help but shake their heads:

"Whether there is anything hidden in it, I don't know below"

"But after this incident, Chonghe Daoist was hidden by the Taoist Palace, and he cultivated at the level of a dignified Taoist priest, and he actually guarded a remote Taoist temple!"

"The reason for this incident is probably Deacon Huang's revenge"

Nodding slightly, secretly remembering the matter of the fox demon rebellion, and finding an opportunity to figure it out in the future, it seems that the cheap "master" is not so simple.

Ma Ping says:

"I don't want this matter to have so many twists and turns," he said:

"Thank you Chiyang Daoyou for telling me"

"Don't dare, don't dare" Chiyang Daoist hurriedly returned the salute:

"Please don't say that, Governor Chongming"

At this time, Meng Ze, also known as Anyang Daoist, also persuaded:

"Anyang, thank you for being generous and forgiving the sins of disrespect"

In the world of gods and demons, one layer of cultivation is one layer of heaven!

Ma Ping only appeased the two of them with a few simple words, and temporarily united the front with himself.

Soon, it was getting brighter outside.

The Taoist who had been sent out before walked over quickly and said:

"Lord Qiqi, the county lord is almost at the gate!"

Suddenly, the three Taoists in the room glanced at each other, and the Daoist of Chiyang said:

"Is the county lord here?"

"Yes, there are also the master and the head catcher, I heard the master say, it is the county lord who is curious about the zombies, and he came in person!"

"Well, I ordered to go down to the middle gate to greet me, I'll be there later, you go down"

"Yes, Lord"

Waiting for the people to go out, the Chiyang Daoist bowed his hand to Ma Ping and suggested:

"Dao Chief, I'll go and greet the county lord later?"

Ma Ping was also quite interested in this world official, nodded and said:

"But!" After saying that, Ben immediately got up and walked out of the room, heading in the direction of the door.

Far away, you can hear the sound of gongs:

Kuang~Kuang~

As soon as the three of them arrived at the gate, they saw that the middle door of the Taoist temple had been opened, and more than a dozen Taoist children were lined up neatly, standing on both sides of the gate.

Amid the sound of gongs and drums, a green sedan chair stopped in front of the gate.

The curtain was opened, and a middle-aged official in a red official uniform came out.

Signaling the Chiyang Daoist to step forward, he was half a step behind, and Ma Ping and the three of them walked a few steps quickly in front of the man, and arched his hand:

"Poor Dao and others have seen the county lord!"

The people of Chiyang Dao took a step forward and said sideways:

"It's hard work for the adults, and I invite the abbot's room to use tea"

The middle-aged official smiled slightly, nodded and said:

"I have heard that Chiyang Dao is good at tea ceremony, but this official is blessed with a mouth"

Everyone entered the abbot's room, there were five people in total, four people plus the master.

After the host sat down, the Chiyang Daoist pointed to Ma Ping and introduced:

"My lord, the head of the Chongming Dao is a true cultivator of the Dao, and he is now the master of the Purple Mountain in the north of the city."

Seeing the official looking over, Ma Ping arched his hand and said:

"People in the mountains and wilderness have seen the county"

In the eye of the sky, a crimson auspicious aura shrouded the other party's body.

Ma Ping could feel that this red light was restricting the Dao Law, and he was slightly jealous in his heart.

I saw that the official's eyes lit up:

"Oh, the Taoist is the Lord of the Purple Mountain?" looked at Ma Ping carefully, and his words changed, and said:

"I heard a report that there are zombies who are haunting me, I don't know where the zombies and the bitter master are now?"

"Wait a minute, my lord, and then I will find the bitter master," the Chiyang Daoist turned around and commanded:

"Bring that handlebar style"

"Yes, Lord!"