Chapter 384 New Year Before we know it, it’s a new year again. When I woke up, I saw several fellow practitioners in the yard, gathered around a thick piece of spiritual wood, discussing something. Three little Taoist boys, dressed warmly, were also among them. Seeing Lin Jue coming out, Ji Yang immediately spoke: "Eighth Uncle! This is the log that blew down from the mountain last night! It's so big and hard that it broke the floor tiles!" "Those weren't blown down from the mountain. I asked the mountain god for them." Lin Jue took Fox over to take a look. Sure enough, a few tiles were broken, which made him feel a little sorry. "That's okay. When the fog on the mountain blows away in the afternoon, ask your ninth uncle to go to the mountain and get a few tiles back while the sun is still shining. We can replace them with new ones." As soon as the voice fell, the voice of the junior sister came from behind: "I will handle it!" Lin Jue turned his head and saw that the junior sister was also walking over. She was also dressed warmly and looked a little chubby. The colorful cat behind her was wearing a red flowered dress and following behind her. "Huh? Xiaohua still has clothes to wear?" "I learned to do it myself when I was bored in the mountains!"

"It's quite festive." Lin Jue lowered his head and said to the fox, "I'll make one for you some other day." "No! It doesn't look good! It's uncomfortable! It won't make you walk properly!" Fuyao said, and then betrayed Xiaohua without hesitation, "Xiaohua said the same thing!" "Meow?" Xiaohua's expression froze and she looked up at her junior sister. “It’s okay!” The little sister looked serious, as if she didn’t hear Fu Yao’s words. “I made one for Fu Yao, and one for the cats, dogs, and clouded leopards in the temple!” "Hey?" The fox was stunned for a moment. At this time, Ji Yin and Ji Yang had already walked in front of them. After adapting to life in the mountains, the two little Taoist boys became bolder and more clever. They looked at each other and knelt down on the ground. "Happy New Year to Uncle Eight and Uncle Nine!" "Happy New Year to Uncle Eighth and Uncle Nine! May you attain enlightenment and live forever soon!" The second senior brother's new disciple stood nearby, somewhat dazed, until the second senior brother pushed him. Then he came out, also kneeling and beginning to kowtow. Lin Jueze and his junior sister looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. I have actually reached the age where I should give out New Year’s money to others. Then he reached into his arms and took out a few strings of copper coins. It was a very small string of copper coins, strung together with a thin red string. There were only ten coins in one string. It was small but exquisite, just enough for a child to hold in one hand. It was heavy, just right for them. This was something the two of them had already prepared. Last night, while the brothers were clearing the table, he and his sister sat outside looking at the stars and discussed this matter. "Get up, the ground is cold." Lin Jue gave each of them a string.

Ji Yin and Ji Yang thanked them again, then stood up happily, and Xiao Lingxiao also stood up. Ten cents may not seem like much, but for ordinary children of that time, it was a huge sum of money, enough to support them to "splurge" at the market at the foot of the mountain or in the county town. They could buy candied haws when they saw them, and buy scallion pancakes when they saw them. They might even have more money left over than they could spend on a string of candied haws and a scallion pancake. If several tens of cents are added together, it would be even more. Lin Jue spread his hands in the air, with two strings of small copper coins in his hands, shaking them. He looked down and saw the fox looking at Caili's flowery clothes, while Caili was scratching itself. "I'll give you one too." Two strings of copper coins fell right in front of them. The fox and the cat were both stunned. The junior sister followed his example and did what he did. The fox and the cat were even more confused. I thought this was just a human ritual and something only humans could use, but I didn't expect foxes and cats also had a share. I don’t know what to do with it. But they looked at each other, exchanged glances, and not knowing what the cricket was talking about, they lowered their heads, picked up the copper coin, and went back into the house. Soon there were only a few adults left in the yard. “The mountain god is so generous that he actually gave me such a large piece of spiritual wood, and the spiritual charm is so strong.” The fourth brother said, “It seems that I am preparing for this chaotic world.” "That's it." "How many bean soldiers can be made from such a large piece of spiritual wood?" "One." "One?" Many senior brothers were surprised. "Exactly." Lin Jue smiled slightly. This piece of spiritual wood was slightly larger than he had originally expected, but not much larger. Originally, Lin Jue planned it according to the normal proportions of carving bean soldiers and the body shape of the residual soul of Long Bo that he had seen, but there was no need to be so strict. For example, the bean soldiers he had made before were mostly tall and strong, but the residual souls of bean soldiers were not all like that. Most of the bean soldiers he made were taller and stronger, with more reasonable proportions or body shapes than when they were alive. This Longbo bean soldier can also be made a little bigger. Since the mountain god gave him such a large piece of spiritual wood, Lin Jue planned not to waste any of it and make something else with it. Of course, the human body is not regular, and this piece of spiritual wood is round. If you want to carve Long Bo's bean soldiers, you will definitely have to cut a lot of wood from it. As long as the plan is proper, these cut woods are enough to carve many normal bean soldiers. However, Lin Jue still plans to keep them. If Long Bo is damaged in the future, he will use these woods to repair it. As for other bean soldiers, they have their own spiritual trees. Long Bo also had plenty of armor and weapons.

The long-handled broadsword given by the Leopard King is a good material, more than enough to make Long Bo's armor and weapons. For a moment, several senior brothers were amazed. Only the eldest brother spoke up: "Could it be Uncle Long?" "Exactly!" "Um……" The eldest brother nodded and said nothing more. Lin Jue went to cook a pot of dumplings for breakfast. Just as he said, by noon, the fog in the mountains had dissipated, and only the world below the mountain was immersed in a rolling sea of ​​clouds. The sun shone down, shining through the snow crystals on the pine branches and the eaves of the pavilion, making people very warm. Fuyao was also made to wear a rustic red floral dress by her junior sister, and the size was not suitable, so she had to make it smaller before she could put it on. Not only it, but also other cats, small dogs and even the clouded leopard in the temple could not escape this disaster. In the afternoon, the junior sister went up the mountain to look for stones, cut them into floor tiles, and brought them back to replace and fill the gaps. Egrets fly above the sea of ​​clouds. There was also a Taoist walking on the pine branches on the cliff. In this fairyland on earth with ice, snow and rolling clouds, he looked like an immortal hiding in the mountains, coming down to play. There were also Taoist children walking with donkeys. Lin Jue stayed in the temple, stood up the sacred tree, walked around it, and drew lines on it with a charcoal pencil. He then took out his flying sword and started to strike. This is floating ironwood, which is famous for being as hard as iron and has grown for thousands of years. Ordinary carving knives are no longer effective on it. Pieces of relatively intact wood fell to the ground. Many wood flowers were scattered and blown away by the wind. People came to burn incense before the New Year, and the junior sister was responsible for entertaining them. At the same time, at the market at the foot of the mountain, three Taoist children, two adults and one child, lined up in a row, each holding a copper coin, and bought candied haws from the vendors. These Taoist children were all strangers, wearing thick clothes, their cheeks were red from the cold, and they were very white, tender and clean. The two older ones were only seven or eight years old, and the younger one was only four or five years old. No one knew where they came from. What was even more surprising was that behind them, there was a white fox and a colorful civet cat. The Taoist boy held a copper coin in his hand, and the white fox and the colorful cat also held copper coins in their mouths. The Taoist boy handed over the coin, took the candied haws, and walked to the side. However, the fox and the cat also walked forward, lowered their heads to put down the coin, stretched out their paws to push it forward, and raised their heads to stare at the vendor. The vendors looked on in amazement, and so did the people around them. Someone asked where the Taoist boy came from, and someone else answered that he seemed to have come down from Mount Yi. Then everyone suddenly understood. Yishan in Yi County has always been home to many legends about gods and immortals, especially in recent years, the world has been in turmoil, with many goblins and ghosts causing trouble in the world. The Taoists who used to practice meditation in the mountains often come down the mountain, and more stories have come into the ears of the people these days. These stories are still the personal experiences of many ordinary people today. Perhaps it will take until the next prosperous dynasty for them to gradually turn into rumors that people half believe and half doubt.

"Yishan?" The constable who had delivered letters from Xuantian Temple in Qiyun Mountain to Yishan Mountain had now become the squad leader. His face was flushed and he walked with big strides. He had originally gone to Fuqiu Temple to burn incense and passed by here. Seeing that there were many people here, he came over to check out as he usually did when patrolling the city, and he brushed past the fox holding a candied haws in its mouth. Suddenly, I couldn't help but turn my head. My eyes were hazy for a moment, as if I could see the first time I went up Mount Yishan to look for the Taoist temple. There was a sky full of snow and wind, and the fox jumping lightly and carefree in the snow and wind like an elf. It just feels like it’s been a long time. …… The second day of the new year. According to local customs, ancestors should be worshipped. The fellow disciples from Fuqiu Peak and the younger ones wiped the statue of the ancestor in the Moving Mountain Hall, lit incense and placed offerings, and then stood in front of the master's grave in the back mountain. Clear the weeds, burn incense and light candles. “Thanks to Master and Junior Brother, now except for Third Junior Brother who is wandering outside and cannot be contacted, we have all started to practice the Great Yin-Yang Method. “I have also asked Taoist Master Wangjizi, but he believes that he is too old and has no hope of achieving enlightenment, so he is unwilling to bother. He only told the disciples in the temple to come to our Fuqiu Temple after the spring to listen to his lectures. “If Master has a spirit in heaven or on earth and can hear me, please let me know. "..." The eldest brother burned incense and lit candles, chanting something. Everyone followed him to burn incense and place it in front of the tomb. "The other graves are also the ancestors of the temple. As long as the graves can still be seen, clean them up and burn some incense." "Um……" Everyone agreed. You can't use fire to clear the weeds here, even though it's just after winter and the grass and trees are all dead, which is a perfect time for burning. That's not good. It is not troublesome to clean it slowly with hands. It is neither very tiring nor troublesome. It is the job that Junior Sister likes to do the most, and it is also the thing that can calm Lin Jue's mind. It’s just like when I first went up the mountain to chop firewood. But now the people who chop wood have been replaced by Ji Yin and Ji Yang. Even the four or five-year-old little Ling Xiao has to carry a small backpack and go up the mountain to collect wood. However, when visiting the graves of those who practice Taoism, we can skip the process of burning paper money and setting off firecrackers, which originally carried the beautiful hopes of ordinary people. Those who practice Taoism see things more clearly and are more open-minded, so there is no need to do so. "I have to go home." After clearing all the weeds, on the way back, Lin Jue said to his junior sister and senior brothers. (End of this chapter)