Royal Demon Group

Chapter 39 Purple Gold Temple 3

Grandma Yang Qiankun pushed the reading glasses on her face, and the anti-skid chain trembled accordingly. She squinted her eyes and looked Yang Qiankun up and down, and said, "Ah? I can't hear clearly."

Therefore, Yang Qiankun used a louder voice.

"Grandma! I'm back!"

"Grandma knows who you are, hungry? Come in."

Yang Qiankun: "..." That's not what I said.

The old man finally saw Yang Qiankun clearly, so he turned around and walked in, and Yang Qiankun hurried to support him.

Grandma walked for a while, then turned around and said, "Close the door."

This was said to Li Tianzhe, so Li Tianzhe closed the door carefully, for fear that it would be scrapped if it really went wrong.

Yang Qiankun helped the old man to walk such a distance, and it took a few minutes, but the old man couldn't hear Yang Qiankun's words clearly, so he simply muttered to himself.

"Why are you here so late, the old lady has to come out and open the door for you."

"Kunzi has lost weight again, how did those two take care of her?"

"Is it because I haven't married a wife yet? I'm afraid grandma won't be able to wait."

"I'll make your favorite sweet cake later..."

The old man kept talking, and Yang Qiankun would reply with a sentence or two from time to time, but Li Tianzhe reckoned that the old man probably didn't listen to a word, he was totally from two channels.

When they entered the room, they found that the room was still bright. There was a small room inside the lobby room. An octagonal table was placed in the middle of the lobby room. On the table were some folk props for eliminating ghosts, including peach wood swords, incense burners and so on. Put a pile, there is a kang by the window, there is a fire on the kang, something is gurgling when the casserole is cooking on the fire, the whole room is very warm and there is a smell of medicine.

The whole house is not what it looks like from the outside, it still has a mysterious feeling, it is the place where Li Tianzhe imagined the witches to live.

After entering the house, Li Tianzhe saw the appearance of the old man. At first he thought it was a black padded coat, but now he saw that it was dark blue. His feet were three-inch golden lotus. It was a bit difficult to walk. The old man's face was full of wrinkles. It looks quite energetic.

The grandson came, and the old man was very happy. When he smiled, his wrinkles turned into some kind of flowers.

As soon as the old man came in, he wanted to go to the corner to get something, Yang Qiankun said at the top of his voice, "Grandma, I'm not hungry, don't bother me."

"There are sweet cakes, and there are bacon. Grandma makes them for you every day!"

"No, grandma, I'm not hungry, we're just a little tired along the way."

"Cold food can't be eaten, it's not good for the stomach, it needs to be warmed up." The old woman taught Yang Qiankun with a trembling voice, thinking that he wanted to eat cold sweet cakes.

"I will not eat!"

"Ah, cold? Go over there and roast it. My hot soup is on the fire. It can be taken off, it can be taken off... Ask that young man to roast it too."

"No, grandma, I said we were a little sleepy."

"..."

Li Tianzhe: "..."

Li Tianzhe wanted to laugh a little while listening to their conversations that were wrong.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Qiankun finally let his grandma understand that he was not hungry but a little tired from such a long journey, so his grandma turned tremblingly to the back room again, fumbling for the light switch on the bed for a long time.

The switches here are all wires directly connected to a switch, hanging on the wall, or directly on the bed.

Yang Qiankun helped his grandma to find the switch together, and finally found it after a long time. He pressed the button with a snap, and the button flashed a spark, and the light turned on.

The walls are covered with old newspapers, some of which have turned yellow, and a few strips of yellow paper hang down from the ceiling.

Yang Qiankun helped his grandma out again, and while helping, Li Tianzhe heard his grandma say: "I don't need your help, I can walk, I can walk."

Putting down the bag and tidying up roughly, Yang Qiankun came in from the main room and said, "My grandma's place is small, so let's squeeze in here today."

"Okay, let's go see if your grandma can help with anything?" Li Tianzhe and Yang Qiankun went out again to help clean up.

They were exhausted from the journey, so they went to rest after packing up.

The night in the mountain village was very quiet, Li Tianzhe was sleeping soundly, and the whole house still lingered with a scent of medicine. Yang Qiankun opened his eyes, looked at Li Tianzhe's sleeping face, wondering what he was thinking.

The next day, when Li Tianzhe woke up, he was alone on the bed. He opened the door of the room and found Yang Qiankun and his grandmother sitting on the kang, holding a small notebook and reading something in reading glasses.

Li Tianzhe said hello: "Grandma, good morning!"

It was found that grandma Yang Qiankun didn't respond at all, and she probably didn't hear him. He was about to go out, and grandma seemed to notice him getting up.

She looked up and said something, which Li Tianzhe didn't understand and couldn't hear clearly, then she lowered her head and began to study it carefully.

Li Tianzhe walked outside the house, the snow had stopped, and it was white. He stretched his waist and felt a lot more comfortable. Then he saw Yang Qiankun coming in from the door with firewood in his arms.

"Yo, god stick, hardworking, hardworking little bee?" Li Tianzhe smiled, feeling that life is quite comfortable.

"Don't mention the word magic stick, if my grandma hears it, she can whip you with a stick!"

"Damn, it's so scary?"

"Nonsense, I saw my dad being whipped. If I wasn't kind, how many times would you have been whipped?"

"Pull it down, do you dare to touch Fairy Su?"

"Then dare not, dare not move, dare not move, I will die." Yang Qiankun shook his head like a rattle, if he really dared to touch Su Su, he might not live for a few days.

"Okay, let's go in and eat." Yang Qiankun said.

"I'm going to a latrine, and I'll take a nap." Li Tianzhe said something, and went outside.

Most of the toilets in the village are located outside the house. The square or rectangle is surrounded by bricks, and then an opening is left, and a latrine is built inside, which becomes a simple toilet.

When Li Tianzhe looked at this toilet, there were still spider webs left in the corners, and the wall seemed to be crumbling. There was a thick layer of snow on it. Li Tianzhe became playful, and pressed a handprint on it, dipping it hands full of snow.

When he was going to the toilet, there were footsteps outside, passing by, and the conversations of passers-by fans were clear.

"We still go to Zijin Temple to worship every day. We worship the Bodhisattva and the saint. They will protect us."

"Yeah, alas, please bless the Bodhisattva, bless the saint, that old Gen'er died a terrible death."

"Ai, are you saying that the Zijin Temple enshrines the Bodhisattva and the Holy Maiden at the same time..."

"Hey, who can tell..."

"..."

The two spoke in a dialect, with gossip in it, but Li Tianzhe understood it even though the speed of the speech was not very fast.

When Li Tianzhe came out of the toilet, the two women had already clung to each other and walked away. With the snowy scene, only two backs could be seen.

When he returned to the house, Yang Qiankun was still having a conversation with his grandma, which sounded weird.

After eating two bowls of corn paste, his stomach was warm. Yang Qiankun said he wanted another bowl, but his grandma said, "I called you. Uncle Wang called you back."

"Why don't you ask my parents to come back?" Yang Qiankun said, but usually his parents would come back the next day after the new year, but his grandma always had trouble with them.

Grandma unexpectedly understood what Yang Qiankun said.

"Those two brats, don't call them, they didn't arrive at anything, and they also slayed demons, ruining my Yang family's reputation... Prodigal things..." Grandma seemed to be quite angry, and said angrily.

Yang Qiankun: "..." Grandma, I actually didn't learn much...

His grandma has already regarded him as the heir to the Yang family who is extremely skilled in exorcising demons. Yang Qiankun has been smart and learned everything since he was a child. His grandma took the time to teach him a lot, but his parents threw all these things away. up.

However, Yang Qiankun felt that he was not superstitious because the technology was so advanced now. Such ghosts did not exist, but demon spirits did exist, and what he was doing now could be regarded as inheriting the family business.It's just that it's two different things from exorcising demons. Peachwood swords, garlic, rattles, spells, and yellow water are all useless.

"Grandma, all I know is that someone is dead, what exactly happened?" Yang Qiankun asked.

But grandma probably didn't hear clearly.

"Don't speak for your parents, you two brats..."

Li Tianzhe: "..."

Yang Qiankun had to yell and repeat himself to speak, so he was really tired, so he simply gave up communicating.

Grandma babbled a lot, and then said: "When you come back, go to the Zijin Temple to worship the Bodhisattva and the saint. The saint is angry. That old man may have provoked the saint. Now you come back from your obeisance, get ready today, do a ceremony tomorrow, and appease the anger of the saint, otherwise it will be bad if someone in this village suffers."

Yang Qiankun said: "Okay, grandma, let's go up the mountain later."

Trembling, his grandma took out a pocket from under the table, which contained steamed buns, some fried flowers, biscuits, fruits and other things, all prepared by herself.

He ordered that this one should be dedicated to Manjusri Bodhisattva, that one must be dedicated to the Buddha, and the other one should be dedicated to the saint... and incense, to burn incense... a few sticks...

Grandma Yang Qiankun gave a lot of instructions, and Li Tianzhe almost fainted. In the end, only Buddha, Manjushri, Maitreya, Avalokitesvara, Taishang Laojun, Marriage Granny, Saintess... These gods are named.

The road up the mountain is a bit tortuous. It snowed all night last night, and there are few people walking today, but the place where people often walk is lower, and you can see endless white from both sides of the road.

Li Tianzhe chose to walk on the snow where no one had walked, and left a footprint as he walked. He tried to walk straight on this road, but found that he couldn't walk in a straight line.

Seeing Yang Qiankun carrying that big bag, Li Tianzhe asked, "God stick, can you remember this? There are so many things..."

"Why remember this, just put it away when the time comes." Yang Qiankun said indifferently.

"You child, you are disobedient...see if I don't beat you with a stick." Li Tianzhi said in the tone of his grandma, but he only imitated it.

"Hahahaha, remember that, isn't that a joke?" Yang Qiankun looked at Li Tianzhi's grandma and was amused, and said: "My grandma is not like this, she already knew that I can't remember. , It’s just talking, it’s peace of mind.”

"To be honest, in my mind, there are only bodhisattvas, gods, and gods in a mess. Why are there so many types of gods?" Scattered snowflakes fell from the sky again. Li Tianzhe stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes fell on the palm of his hand and melted immediately , he put on his hat, and took a deep breath, which turned into white mist.

"Don't tell me, there are more than 360 righteous gods enshrined in the throne alone, and there are countless immortals. The gods that people say are all impossible." Yang Qiankun pulled his bag, went uphill, and spoke with Panting for breath, he wondered if it was time for him to exercise. After counting the days, he hadn't entered the gym for half a year.

Slack off, slack off.

"You said that so many gods can really keep people safe?" Li Tianzhe asked.

He suddenly thought of Zhong Qi, what he did was to protect the world and keep people safe.

"How is it possible, gods and Buddhas, these are just a kind of spiritual sustenance. People just want to give themselves a belief or belief. For example, some people do good deeds because Buddhism advocates the reincarnation of cause and effect. Good and evil are rewarded. If the Buddha said, "You all do evil, the more evil you do, the better retribution you will get in the next life, then everyone will do evil."

"You're overgeneralizing. Some people can't represent all people. It is also said in the Three Character Classic that human nature is inherently good... Doesn't this mean that some people are inherently good when they are kind..."

"The Three Character Classic was also written by humans. Anyway, that's the reason. Even the demons are being eradicated by ordinary people like us. How can there be any gods? Otherwise, a god will come down to find the demons here for us, and then solve it? "Yang Qiankun said this, indicating that immortals definitely do not exist.

"You're wrong, gods must exist." Isn't Zhong Qi the only one in his family, he didn't say it when he thought this way, and continued: "The gods have more powerful things to deal with, so how can they have time to control us? Is this a joke?"

"Why are you so sure there are gods?" It was all uphill, Yang Qiankun was a little tired with a big bag, stopped, put his hands on his knees, and took a few breaths.

"The world is full of wonders. After all, there are demons and spirits. How can there be no gods!" Li Tianzhe said firmly, smiling brightly.

He is very white, his smile looks a little cold against the background of the snow scene, and even his amber eyes are printed with silver.

Yang Qiankun put his hands on his knees and raised his head to look at Li Tianzhe, his eyes became dark again, Li Tianzhe turned his head and continued to go uphill.

He walked for a while and found that Yang Qiankun hadn't followed. Looking back, the man was standing in the snow, the sky was gray and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Hey, magic stick, hurry up and follow!" Li Tianzhe yelled, and Yang Qiankun walked forward.

"I'm carrying such a big bag, and you don't say to help me carry it, and you are still walking so fast, is there any brotherhood?" Yang Qiankun shouted and accelerated his pace, but it was not too long to be wrapped in a bag. quick.

"Hurry up, can't you?"

"Okay, how dare you question me like that? I'll run up the mountain in a few minutes and surprise you."

"You can brag, in terms of bragging, you are ranked second, no one dares to rank first!"

Li Tianzhe threw a ball of snow and threw it on Yang Qiankun. Yang Qiankun tilted his body and smashed the bag.

It didn't hit, it's a pity.

"Stop! See if I don't smash into your snowman!"

Yang Qiankun was carrying a big bag on his back, and he couldn't run fast, so he threatened with his mouth.

"You follow up first and then talk..."

"..."

The two chattered and walked, and soon reached the top of the mountain. Near the top of the mountain was a big slope, which was covered with snow, and was swept out by the people living in the temple.

The gate is closed. This Zijin Temple is not a big temple. From the appearance, it is neither small nor particularly large. It is medium-sized. The gate of this Zijin Temple is not always open. On the fifth and tenth day of every month It was only open all day at five o'clock, and it was just right when they came, on the fourteenth day of the Lunar New Year, they had to call the door.

They went up the stairs in front of the door, which was called his grandma's door yesterday, leaving a shadow behind, fearing that no one would open the door after knocking for ten minutes, Yang Qiankun buckled the two rings on the door vigorously, and the door was opened from the inside after a while up.

A blue-gray nun wearing a nun's hat and a nun's uniform came out from the crack of the door. The nun clasped her hands together.

"Amitabha, tomorrow is the opening of the temple. On the day of enshrining, the almsgiver might as well come back tomorrow." The nun said with a benevolent face and a gentle voice.

After the nun finished speaking, she was about to close the door, Yang Qiankun pushed her hand, with a posture of blocking the door, with the momentum of swearing not to let go unless she enters the door.

Li Tianzhe saw that he was about to open the door and go in?Recalling the last time when he was in Gutong Village, Yunnan, when he wanted to block the door and was hit on the foot by the old man with a stick, Li Tianzhe wanted to applaud Yang Qiankun, what a job!God stick!