ushernet Chapter 517 The Banyan Sapling in Ancient Times 4
Chapter 517 The Banyan Sapling in Ancient Times 4
Perhaps because the wooden bowl had a good temperament, Huiyan finally couldn't help but ask it a question.
"If you go to play with Qingyun, will you have to turn into a peach wood sword again...?"
Rongbao refused outright.
In his previous life, the original owner was beaten into many peach wood handicrafts by Zhan Pianyi.
Peach wood swords are one such category, supposedly prepared for venturing into other chaotic small worlds.
Depend on.
These two guys are quite ambitious.
"Don't worry, I won't be hanging out with Qingyun. Just don't be jealous like those young men outside..."
Huiyan was truly speechless.
This wasn't his first time dealing with spirits.
But those people, young and old, all kept silent and aloof, mostly saying "um," "okay," or "okay." Such smooth talkers were truly rare.
Huiyan didn't think that the wooden bowl was born to chat.
It's speculated that perhaps the princesses and other noblewomen who came to the temple to pray for blessings corrupted it.
Thinking of the customs and traditions of this dynasty.
Huiyan couldn't help but shed a tear for himself.
A society that is too open-minded is also not good. People who are too beautiful are not safe to be either men or women. If they do not find a support for themselves early on, that is the beginning of a life of hardship.
Even though Huiyan had both a sect and a family behind him.
Even that couldn't stop the swarms of bees and butterflies that were flying towards them.
It's terrifying that men and women don't discriminate between meat and vegetables.
I don't want to think about these things.
Huiyan felt it was his duty to straighten the tree and guide it onto the right path.
Don't keep calling them "young master," or a discerning person might think they're up to no good in the mountains.
"Don't learn from those people. If you really want to attract attention, listen to the young monks chanting scriptures. Or if you want to go play with Qingyun and Zhixuan, I'll arrange it for you."
It's the same method Qingyun used to dispel bad luck.
The old monk also wanted the wooden bowl to be used by three different families to absorb some of their positive energy.
The little banyan tree grinned, showing its teeth.
"You're not being honest. You're going out to do something bad without me. I'm going to tell on you..."
Humph.
I don't even know where I'm going to beg for alms today.
It's impossible for Huiyan to get rid of it.
It is a tree that aspires to become close friends with Huiyan.
In the process of becoming close friends, what Huiyan thought is not important; what matters is that it diligently studied how to fool people.
this night.
Huiyan's hobby is handled with exceptional skill.
The bowl's unusually large size allowed it to hold a great deal, which served as a cover for him.
He thought the big bowl could transform into a flying bowl and carry him around to commit crimes.
It caused chaos in the neighboring city.
The child in the old man's secret chamber was successfully rescued, and the old man's practice of refining human pills was exposed. However, the piles of corpses in the secret chamber were pitiful, and Huiyan was filled with remorse.
I've decided not to rest tomorrow either.
Arrange the time to visit the five houses at night.
He thought, surely not every rumor is true.
Rongbao is neither good nor bad.
Ask Tong Xiaojiang if he wants to sleepwalk and stage an accident with Huiyan.
That way we can go out and play together.
Jiang Ping, who dreamt of riding a drop tower with Qingyun: ...I suggest you arrange for my master and Abbess Zhixuan to sleepwalk.
whee.
This also gives them some motivation to move forward.
Don't lie flat!
Get up quickly and manage the mountain properly!
Qingyun was still dreaming "Yo~ Hoo~", but because of the muttering outside the dream, she sneezed and woke up from the dream of the drop tower without realizing it.
Hey.
What is that thing? It's kind of interesting.
After thinking it over, they realized that what the three of them had wasn't enough to make something like this in the mountains, so they decided to talk to Zhixuan and the others about it the next day.
It depends on whether you want to find a master or a family.
It's really just a formality.
"But why is Xiao Jiang in my dream too... Sigh... I'll send the child to Zhixuan's place tomorrow."
The thought of having this troublemaker in my dreams is unbearable.
Qingyun was really struggling to cope.
Doesn't this child need to wear mourning clothes for his family?
They really have a big heart.
Recalling the letter in the book, which mentioned turning a family funeral into a celebration, Qingyun realized how ignorant she had been.
Should we assemble a team of young Taoist disciples to handle the funeral arrangements for the Jiang family?
Forget it.
The auspicious day is still a long way off.
When the young Taoist disciple Jiang Xiaoping learned of her master's intentions, she was stunned. What the hell? She was actually going to get involved herself...
It was said to be out of filial piety.
What a fiery little heart!
I randomly grabbed the birth dates and times of a good pair of parents from my memory. Oh, and I also had to check them against my current birth dates and times to avoid any clashes.
The birth date and time of birth, as well as the cenotaph, are prepared.
A funeral performance in red costumes appeared at the Taoist temple.
Huiyan and Zhixuan, who love excitement, each pushed out a little doll dressed in red and green.
And the peach blossoms falling softly were scattered by the wind.
Who wouldn't say this scene is joyous?
The pilgrims who were turned away...
The question is simply asking about praying to heaven and earth and worshipping the gods together, which is simpler than explaining how to handle a happy or sad occasion for the young Taoist's family.
Those seeking marriage won't miss this day.