572,

572,

Old Taoist Yuan Qing fell to the ground and wept silently.

Hearing what Chilong Zhenren said, he raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face with his sleeves, and said sadly: "I am happy that you cut down the mountain and destroyed the temple. My whole family, the Taoist altar that I have worked so hard to build, will probably be destroyed." What a disaster...

This is the current situation in Fujian.

The lineage of the Taoist Taoist altar is declining, while the Buddhist and Wumen Taoist altars are strong.

This is God's will,

Why do you have to go against destiny? "

Old Taoist Yuanqing cried sadly again as he spoke.

At present, the Huntian Taoist Temple and Youzhou Lushan have only exchanged harsh words and have not officially fought each other. This old man looks like this. He has obviously been frightened by the Huntian Taoist Temple.

Master Chilong frowned and looked at him for a while, without saying anything to him. He turned around and said to Su Wu, "I'm going to stew the chicken in the pot."

Have spoken,

Then he stepped past Yuan Qing, who was slumped on the ground, and went straight to the ruined temple.

Su Wu stood in front of the altar, looking at the Taoist Yuanqing with trembling lips and dull eyes, and asked aloud: "Your family, wife, children, and Taoist disciples are all under the control of the Huntian Taoist altar now? "

"Eh..." Old Taoist Yuan Qing raised his eyes and looked at Su Wu - a few rays of light appeared in his eyes, and his eyes fell on Su Wu's purple ribbon fairy clothes. The light in his eyes dimmed again, "It was me who harmed them. The old Taoist has harmed them..."

"I think you are also a great mage of a Taoist altar.

How could the Huntian Taoist Altar easily control a whole family and even its disciples? "Su Wu placed the various utensils on the altar and continued to ask Yuan Qing.

Yuanqing Taoist murmured: "My skills are always inferior to others, and I was scared out of my wits by the master of the Huntian Taoist Temple. When fighting, I lost easily. This is how the whole family ended up being controlled by the Huntian Taoist Temple." .

They sent me with a message,

My words were not conveyed well, and the third young master was killed.

It can’t end like this…”

"It seems like,

They do have the motive to kill your wife, children and disciples to vent their anger.

After all, on their side, the third son of the great mage Chuandu is dead. That great mage must be filled with grief and anger, and it is very possible that he will kill your wife and children. "Su Wu said seriously.

His words fell on the ears of Yuanqing Lao Tao, who looked miserable and lowered his head in silence.

"If you don't return to the Huntian Taoist Altar at this time,

They even want to think that you have surrendered to the disciples of 'Zhenlong Zhenren', and they want to kill your whole family. "Su Wu said again.

Yuan Qing panicked, looked up at Su Wu, and asked: "Then what should I do? If I don't go back, my wife, children, and disciples will die. If I go back, they and I will both die... …

Is it time for us to cut off the incense in Wuwei Taoist altar now? "

"yes."

Su Wu nodded.

Yuan Qing's face turned pale.

"We are going to die anyway, so you might as well lead the way for us to the Huntian Taoist Altar.

Since he wants to kill your whole family,

We will rush to kill him before they take action. In this way - wouldn't your Manmen not have to die? "Su Wu said his theory without changing his expression.

Yuan Qing was stunned when he heard Su Wu's words: "Kill, kill, kill - kill him all over the house?!"

"Exactly." Su Wu nodded.

"No, no, no, it won't work!" Old Taoist Yuan Qing shook his head repeatedly, "How powerful is the Huntian Taoist Altar? How could it be the two of you - the three of us..."

At the end of the day,

He suddenly stopped talking and paused.

He changed his words and added: "It seems that this is the only way I can go."

Su Wu looked at him expressionlessly and didn't speak.

"The Huntian Taoist Altar is located to the east of Jiyun Town. They built a large earth building. There are three floors in the earth building. Each floor has three living rooms, 'left, middle and right'. The living rooms on the left and right of the third floor are all dedicated to the 'left and right black evil gods'. , only the central hall is dedicated to the "Huntian Relics\

,"A large number of soldiers and horses gathered in each of the nine guest rooms..."

Yuan Qing told Su Wu all the arrangements of the Huntian Taoist Temple.

…

Inside the ruined temple.

Master Chilong took two chopsticks and forked out the pheasant in the earthen pot, tore it into three parts, shared them equally with Su Wu and Yuanqing, and poured a bowl of chicken soup for each of the three.

The three of them gathered around the fire, ate chicken, drank soup, and put out the fire.

Yuan Qing still led the way on his black donkey.

Su Wu and Chi Long were sitting on the cart,

There was no cart pulling the animals, but it turned its wheels on its own, following Yuanqing to Jiyun Town.

When we reach the peak of the sun,

The three of them arrived at Jiyun Town.

The gongs and drums in Jiyun Town are noisy. A stage has been set up in the open space in the middle of the town. The drama "Mu Lian Sutra Saves the Mother" is being performed on it. The "Yan Duan" has already been performed on the stage. The actors on the stage People sang and danced, causing the people gathered in the audience to clap their hands.

Zaju has just started to take off for a while now.

There aren’t many plays, either.

Dramas like "Mu Lian Jing Saves Mother" can only be seen once in a while in big cities.

You can see it at the town market today, and it naturally attracts many people to watch.

Most of the people came into contact with this form of entertainment for the first time, and they were all very curious. They gathered in front of the stage and refused to leave for a while. Soon more and more people gathered around the stage. There was a lively atmosphere of playing and singing on the stage, and there were also people in the audience. There was a lot of noise, and the villagers and people who knew each other were talking lively to each other.

"Have a look!"

Chilong Zhenren parked the cart in a remote place. With his tall and strong stature, he squeezed out several young girls and young wives from the outside of the crowd, causing people to look at him angrily.

He didn't care at all and just led Su Wu and Yuan Qing to squeeze in.

Yuan Qing followed Su Wu,

I just feel that the further you go in, the harder it becomes.

When those boudoir ladies and married women who avoided the bearded Taoist with disgust looked on their faces, their eyes suddenly shone when they saw Su Wu in front of him. They refused to get out of the way, and instead kept moving closer to Su Wu.

The young Taoist priest in purple clothes in front did not know what method he used.

Whenever someone crowded towards him, they would pass him by unconsciously.

Of course those people did not leave Su Wu in the crowd,

However, Yuan Qing, who was at the end of the list, suffered. She was squeezed into the crowd by many people, unable to advance or retreat. Under the questioning eyes of the older girls and younger wives, she became more and more worried.

Dao Hong and Su Wu walked to a position near the front of the stage.

The two of them listened attentively to the newly released drama "Mulian Sutra: Saving the Mother".

The heritage of drama has a long history;

From the beginning of the pre-Qin Dynasty to the Song and Jin Dynasties, it gradually developed.

During this period, the drama that people saw most was Zaju.

The current drama tells the story of a disciple of the Buddha, named Moggallana, who went to hell to save his mother. In folklore, this Venerable Moggallana is often referred to as "Moggallana" by the people. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva' is confused.

The drama that Su Wu and Chilong were watching now,

Play to the end,

There is also the acrobatic act of the Venerable Moggallana who attained enlightenment, was in hell, and was revered as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

It also attracted bursts of applause from people.

The two of them were in the crowd,

I even heard many people chanting the Buddha's name on the stage.

"Buddhism has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Fujian. The Taoist altars and Taoist temples of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva are much more popular than the Taoist temples. Even the Wumen Taoist altars are gradually influenced by the Buddhist Taoist altars and begin to be tolerated and absorbed by the Buddhist Taoist altars. ." Master Chilong looked at the performance on the stage that had not yet concluded, shook his head and said a few words with emotion, and then said, "It is a good way for Buddhism to use this method to promote its own sect and paint its face with gold paint.

It's just that the singing of this play is not pleasant.

Too soft, too soft..."

As he spoke, he hummed a few opera lines,

He raised the tune again, but still felt that the taste was not right. He shook his head and said, "It's still too soft..."

Although Taoist Chilong didn't think highly of the current drama and didn't like its soft tone, Su Wu still noticed that his master was obviously a Taoist who liked singing and other entertainment.

Su Wu also saw an old pipa on the master's cart.

Now,

The performance on stage remains the same,

But the number of people watching around gradually decreased.

The sky is getting dark for some unknown reason,

In just two or three minutes, all the people around the stage dispersed.

Master Chilong was paying attention to the performance on the stage, seemingly unaware that the people around him suddenly dispersed. When he saw the musician on the stage playing the pipa, he suddenly turned to Su Wu and said, "Bring so-and-so's pipa."

Su Wu nodded,

From the wooden box that was folded into a huge book box behind him, he took out a pipa and handed it to Chilong Zhenren.

Master Chilong took the pipa, sat cross-legged on the floor, and played a few times along with the tune on the stage.

He frowned, shook his head repeatedly, and said: "Too soft, too soft..."

"Master, don't you like this tune?"

Su Wu reached out to Master Chilong.

Master Chilong handed the old pipa to Su Wu again.

Holding the pipa, Su Wu recalled the different tones produced by different strings when the real Chilong played the strings. His fingers immediately fell on the strings, recalling the tones of a song.

Fiddled with it a few times...

‘A laugh from the sea’…

A familiar melody flowed from the strings.

When he first heard this melody, which was completely different from today's popular operas, Chilong frowned slightly, but the next moment his brows widened and his eyes brightened: "Generous and heroic!

Gone? ! "

Su Wu handed the old pipa back to Master Chilong and shook his head: "I forgot the last one, just wait until I remember it."

"You guy!"

Master Chilong glared at him,

Then he lowered his head and stroked the strings,

The melody popped up again - 'A laugh from the sea'.

"No words?

What word is better to match it with? Why is the following one missing?

You really deserve to be beaten, you really deserve to be beaten! "

Chilong Zhenren was indignant.

Su Wu's face was expressionless.

All around,

The sky is getting darker and darker,

Yuan Qing, who had been pulled down by Su Wu intentionally or unintentionally, had already disappeared.

There are no actors or actresses on the stage, and the soft and poignant drama before seems to be just a dream. The stage is still there, but only the scarlet curtain is rolled up on the stage.

The real Chilong bowed his head and played the old pipa.

In this world,

It seemed that only this pair of master and disciple were left.