Old Taoist priests and the others had long known from Qin Liuxi that Grandma Liu had practiced Yin'er's destructive magic. She did not dare to kill a ghost in her own village, so she dragged him to the remote back hill and burned him.
Now, the pile of black charcoal firewood mixed with gray ashes, illuminated by the rising sun in the morning, makes people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.
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The old Taoist priest stepped forward, recited the Purana Sutra once, burned a few pieces of yellow and white paper, and then said: "Collect them all."
Sanyuan took out a pottery urn from the basket on his back, read a verse, and then started to collect the ashes mixed in the black charcoal and carefully put them in the urn.
The master and the apprentice joined hands and collected all the bones of Du Juan's mother and son before the second quarter of the hour. They did not leave, but just sat there and waited for Qin Liuxi to come.
Qin Liuxi didn't keep them waiting for long. After they waited for a short week, a few people arrived.
Sanyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them.
I was not deceived, I finally came.
Qin Liuxi saw the pottery urn wrapped in black cloth, looked at the charred area, pursed his lips, and said to Teng Zhao, "Let's get started."
Teng Zhao took off his backpack and started to get things. Sanyuan saw him and stepped forward: "What are you doing?"
“Transcend them.”
Sanyuan was stunned for a moment, then he also helped, took out some food and lit incense candles.
Qin Liuxi was sitting aside folding gold ingots. The old Taoist priest watched and saw that she moved quickly and the gold ingots she folded were of excellent quality. He looked at the sacrifices and sighed in his heart.
Great good.
Qin Liuxi personally recited the rebirth mantra for Du Juan's mother and son, burned new clothes of gold and silver, and overcame all the suffering. The resentment disappeared. Du Juan returned to her beautiful and gentle appearance before her death. She hugged her son and thanked several people.
“Thank you to the heavenly masters.”
Du Juan and the others left.
Qin Liuxi asked Sanyuan to carry the urn and find a place with beautiful scenery to bury it. Then he erected a tablet with the names of Du Juan and Du Xiaobao written on it.
After dealing with these matters, the group of people went down the mountain towards the direction of Li City.
When he came, it was the carriages and horses arranged by Lu Xun. After taking care of the affairs of the Wei family, he left first because of official business, so when he left, it was the carriages and horses arranged by the Wei family. Because there were more old Taoist priests and apprentices, Qin Liuxi had more preparations. Got one.
As for why he didn’t take the Yin Road to gain speed, he was naturally teaching and traveling on the road, not to mention that he had two disciples by his side.
So, along the way, Qin Liuxi caught two children and taught herb identification and skills. Sanyuan was a shameless person and knew how to seize opportunities. He ignored Teng Zhaowangchuan's jealousy and followed Qin Liuxi. class.
In other words, he has been a disciple of Qingping Temple since then. It is normal for Qin Liuxi, the young master of the temple, to give lectures and teachings to the disciples in the temple.
Qin Liuxi was happy. Talent is important for those who enter Taoism, but diligence is more important. Sanyuan will find opportunities to make progress on his own. So what if she teaches her? She is still a person who teaches Qingpingguan. If she is asked, there are many Taoist priests like this who are motivated. It would be nice to have a hundred or ten.
There are many people who can fight. It’s a blessing to think that any one of them can carry the banner.
No, she has one more person to teach.
Looking at how people who have been taught by Shao Shao can better grasp the essence, how to introduce the door and use it for their own use, there is always a feeling of enlightenment. There are also many herbs, and he has also identified a lot.
The old Taoist priest felt Sanyuan's sorrow, and he didn't feel guilty at all. The waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. He had an old bone and was beaten to death on the beach. Sanyuan: Bah!
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As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, when Qin Liuxi and his entourage are strolling back to Li City, the talent show in Beijing is already in full swing. It’s the time when autumn is getting stronger, and there are more nobles in Beijing appreciating the autumn, so much so that in Beijing there is another Things happened after dinner, such as someone's concubine and brother-in-law got their shoes broken, or someone's honest mother-in-law was actually an evil mother-in-law who knew how to tease her daughter-in-law. These are the most common things, and they would be gone after a few days. .
The most discussed topic was that Qin Yuanshan, the former minister of Guanglu Temple, made a mistake during the big sacrifice last year and was blamed by the saint. However, this year's sacrifice was worse than last year and almost caused the saint to be injured. After checking, it was found that the remnant of the former Prince Jia had done it, so , the new Minister of Guanglu Temple had been wearing the third-rank official title for less than a year, and he was even worse than Qin Yuanshan. He ransacked his house and beheaded him after rebelling against the Qi Dynasty.
Some courtiers went up to Mount Qin and Yuan Mountains, which was really an injustice. They should be pardoned from the crime of exile and restored to official status.
Although the position of the new minister of Guanglu Temple is somewhat evil, it is still fought over by various parties. After all, he is a third-rank official.
The saint was so noisy that he had a headache. He entered the harem and had nowhere to go. Although Concubine Meng had already sent her servants to say that the young prince missed his father and was always clamoring to go to court to pay homage to him.
The saint was a little offended by this move at first, but it became annoying after many times, especially when An Chenghou, who was vying for the position of Minister of Guanglu Temple, actually got involved.
The saint knows that he already knows the destiny, but the crown prince has not yet been established. There are so many princes, everyone wants to fight for it, especially the voice of establishing a prince is getting louder and louder. The prince's concubines are even more troublesome. To compete for favor.
Today, this person will give you a sweet soup, tomorrow, that person will give you a stew, and the next day, the other person will say that he has made up a new dance.
There is nothing pure about it.
But when it comes to purity, is it indisputable?
“Let’s go to Changxin Palace.”
That is the palace of Snow Concubine.
When Snow Concubine heard that the saint was coming, she didn’t do anything. She only asked the palace servants to prepare snow-water scented tea and a plate of chestnut cake. After getting dressed, she went to wait at the entrance of the palace.
When the saint arrived, I bowed and served him to his seat, then he personally made tea with boiled water. He didn't talk much as usual. There was also a faint fragrance of flowers and fruits in the palace. It was not as good as the luxurious spices used in other palaces, but it was refreshing and pleasant. .
A cup of snow chrysanthemum tea was served, and the sage smiled: "Why use chrysanthemum?"
Xue Concubine is not pretty. Compared to the most gorgeous Meng Guifei in the harem, she is just like a little jade. Her temperament is as pale as a chrysanthemum. She doesn't talk much, but when talking to her, she always gets to the point.
"Autumn dryness, chrysanthemums bring down the fire." Snow Concubine pushed the chestnut cake over.
The saint smiled again, and followed the conversation by talking about who would be the Minister of Guanglu Temple. He also complained about who would be unlucky to take this position. He almost started fighting over it, and finally said: "I'm old, and they can't sit still." ”
These words are a bit cold.
Xuebi didn’t reply.
“Xuebi, tell me, who do I want to be the Minister of Guanglu Temple?”
Xue Concubine frowned and said, "You are not allowed to interfere in politics in the harem." Before the saint could say forgiveness, he added, "Also, I don't know who is who."
The saint laughed heartily. He had forgotten that this Snow Concubine was a poor girl with no natal family, no children, and no contention. She usually did not even associate with palace concubines, so how could she know a few officials?
Xue Bin refilled his tea and said quietly: "It's better to use old people than new people. It's better to use old people than new people. You can trust me."
The saint was slightly startled, should he use an old man?