Chapter 386 No! The gods still have to learn some tricks! The egret turned and flew into the Wang family in Hengcun. It's amazing that the journey that originally took more than an hour to walk now only takes a few moments on the back of the egret. A few years passed, and Mr. Wang had become very old. He was more confused than clear-headed during the day. He did not go out at this time, but sat in his bedroom on an armchair, facing the window, looking at the framed persimmon tree in the yard outside the window and the birds that came to peck at the persimmons. A large egret landed on the treetop. At some point, a young Taoist appeared in the courtyard. Lin Jue did not disturb others, but just bowed to the old man inside through the window. "Mr. Wang?" "Ouch……" This scene is like a visit from the gods. The old man looked at him carefully before standing up with his cane.

"Is it... Priest Lin?" The words were uncertain, but he was recognized. The Wang family's children were good at doing business and had contacts in the capital, not to mention that the Wang family still had descendants serving as officials in the court. He and Lin Jue were old acquaintances, so he naturally knew more about Lin Jue's affairs than the people of Shu Village. In fact, much of the news that the people of Shu Village heard came from the Wang family in Heng Village. The old man was a little surprised to see him suddenly. The young Taoist smiled and asked, "Old sir, can I go in and reminisce about the past?" "Hey, please come in!" The old man walked slowly with his cane, pretending to open the door for him, but he walked so slowly that before he reached the door, the Taoist had already entered the house. "Don't bother me, old sir. Please take a seat." "You sit down too! Sit down too!" "Don't be so polite, old sir! In my heart, you are still the old sir you were back then, and I guess in your heart, I am still the young scholar you were back then." The old man replied: Why not? Lin Jue sat down and asked, "How is the old man?" "what?" The old man leaned forward and listened attentively. "How is the old man?" "That's it..." Then the two of them sat in the house and chatted. The old gentleman is old, blind and deaf, and no longer has the dignity of the head of the family he once was. But this makes him seem even more kind. The Taoist is no longer the little scholar he used to be.

However, they all still remember what happened. Lin Jue chatted with him about the current world and the capital, Huizhou today, the goblins and ghosts in Huizhou, and also talked about gods and the underworld. Naturally, he also talked about the affairs of Hengcun and Shucun, and his cousin's wife. The spring light shines in through the window, it is bright. We chatted in the sun and felt very happy. I don’t know if it’s because he’s old and no longer afraid of gods and ghosts, let alone a Taoist priest, or if it’s because Mr. Wang is just very courageous. He is not like his fellow villagers in Shu Village, who are in awe of Lin Jue because of his reputation in the capital. It seems that in his eyes, everything is commonplace. In this way, the two of them chatted comfortably. Mr. Wang was concerned about the younger generation in his family and told Lin Jue that his son was a deputy director in the Ministry of Works. Unfortunately, he was too upright and was ostracized in the capital. He knew that the world was about to be in chaos and that his old bones would soon be buried in the ground, so he asked Lin Jue to help take care of him and ensure his safety. Lin Jue asked him to help look after Shu Cun's relatives. Although Mr. Wang is about to pass away, the Wang family will not disappear. It is foreseeable that the Wang family will be a major family in Huizhou for many years to come. "I wonder if the monster in the Wang family ancestral hall has ever come back?" Lin Jue asked again. "It has never come back." Mr. Wang said, "But I seemed to have dreamed about it some time ago, but I couldn't see what it looked like in the dream, and I forgot what it said. I don't know if I am old and confused or it really came to me in the dream." “I don’t know where it went afterwards.” "yes……" The old man shook his head with some emotion. Lin Jue also sighed and felt the same way. It's just that the old man is very old and his life is coming to an end. He was simply lamenting about the past without any other meaning. Lin Jue was sighing about the fate between him and this monster. This was the first spirit he met, the first "person" who made him see the mysterious fun of this world and prompted him to embark on this path at that time. Now that I think about it carefully, the monster can see its own five qi, so its five qi cannot be turbid and chaotic. And if, as it said, this is a treasure land, and it came here first, but left for a while, and the people here built the ancestral hall later, then the right and wrong of such things are not so clear. The fact that it can leave because of me is enough to show its virtue. The fact that it could remind me of its unstable soul because of my politeness before leaving was enough to show its broad mind. This kind of weirdness is better than most people. It was truly a wonderful fate. Unfortunately, the world is too big. Once separated, it is difficult for ordinary people to meet again. "Alas, recently I've been dreaming about things from the past, the fox in the ancestral hall, the gods, ghosts, and my parents. It's all a mess." "I don't know how to interpret dreams." "Do you still have the book that the Taoist priest used to have?" "It's still there. The book is well made and is still the same as before..." "..."

There are quite a few people living in the Wang family mansion. The other people in the house did not see Lin Jue's arrival, but they heard continuous conversation in the old man's room. At first people thought that the old man was confused again, mumbling to himself, or talking to "invisible people, gods and ghosts", but when curious people listened carefully, they heard another voice. The descendants of the Wang family gradually felt strange, but they did not dare to come in and take a look. When someone bravely knocked on the door, the sound had gradually died down. Lin Jue happened to leave. They heard the sound of flapping wings. They walked to the bed and saw a egret that looked like a crane, carrying something on its back, rising slowly into the sky. The old man was sitting alone, but there was another armchair next to him, on which were placed a pair of porcelain bottles and a piece of talisman paper. …… Is there any friendship in this world that will last forever? Memories will fade and people will wither away. Not to mention the gods, even for ordinary people, if you look around you, I'm afraid most of them are like this, right? Lin Jue inherited the friendship of Mr. Wang, so he was an old acquaintance of him. Even so, it still required Mr. Wang's own character, conduct and courage to have a pleasant conversation with him. And if there was no other way to maintain it when Mr. Wang passed away, this friendship would slowly fade away. Just like at this moment, the relationship between Fuqiu Temple in Yishan and Xuantian Temple in Qiyun Mountain is quite good, and this is also because the two sides had exchanges in the past few years, but by the next generation, they will slowly return to the past. Just like the Fuqiu Temple and the Xianyuan Temple, the reason why their friendship has been passed down for so many years is not only due to the acquaintance of the ancestors, but more importantly the inheritance and maintenance from generation to generation. Another example is yourself and your family. My cousin has already started a family and he is no longer alone in his home. After waiting for his uncle and aunt for a hundred years, estrangement may be something that no one wants, but it is also inevitable. Even if he could get along with his cousin as before, it was because they grew up together and had a deep relationship. Neither Lin Jue nor his cousin could allow his cousin's wife and children to become like this. Most things in the world are like this. In just one hour, the egret flew back to Yishan. The junior sister is practicing in the mountains. When I looked up, I saw a egret flying by and the Taoist had already landed. "Brother is back?" "came back." "How's it going? Is it fun at home?" "Not bad! This time when I went back, I met a few teenagers who asked me where the magical nun was. I reacted for a moment and then I remembered that they were the kids who circled around you outside the Sangu Temple. They still remember the magic you performed at that time!" "Ah? Those ones?" The junior sister thought about it for a moment and then she also remembered. "yes……" "Those two spells don't look good!" "Why not?" Lin Jue said, "You are already a god in their hearts."

"No! No, no! I have to learn some nice magic from Senior Brother Seven so that I can perform it for kids when I meet them in the future!" The junior sister shook her head repeatedly and made up her mind. She had a determined heart, and because she didn't think much, her determination was even greater than Lin Jue. Although she was curious about what Lin Jue did when he returned, whether it was fun or interesting, and asked him all kinds of questions, she herself had no intention of going home to visit. At most, I can go back and kill them without picking up the sword. Lin Jue then told her the story. In the following days, Fuqiu Temple was filled with rustling sounds. The temple is not idle these days, because the people living down the mountain are idle, and with the leisure time and the New Year, no matter whether they are literati, ladies, officials, common people or merchants, they all like to find a palace, temple or monastery to burn incense, worship the gods, and pray for peace and good luck. Although Fuqiu Peak of Yishan is remote and the road is difficult to travel, it is still the first choice for the people of Yi County. Countless people took advantage of good weather, brought dry food and drinking water, set out early, walked for most of the day, burned three incense sticks on the mountain, squeezed in for one night, and went back the next morning. The chief constable of Yi County had been here, as had the merchant who had lost the money, and even the county magistrate. Even the Taoist priests from Xuantian Temple had visited. However, most of the time it was the junior sister who was receiving guests. Apart from cooking, Lin Jue just hid in the inner courtyard, surrounding this huge piece of spiritual wood carving. However, there is a rumor among pilgrims that the food at Fuqiu Temple is very delicious. Another pilgrim was puzzled, because it was not the same taste last time. And with the rustling sounds in the inner courtyard, the outline of a statue of a sturdy, broad-shouldered warrior was gradually outlined. As the Taoist carved it more carefully, the statue's facial features and even the expression also emerged. After being enriched with more details, the statue became awe-inspiring and impervious person, and it was transformed from a statue of a warrior into a statue of a martial god. It was a pity that the long-handled sword given by the Leopard King was left in the capital, and he could not melt it down here to make armor and weapons. He had to go back to the capital to make it. And this is where Lin Jue’s dilemma lies—— The Leopard King’s long-handled broadsword could not be brought back to Yishan from the capital, and such a large piece of spiritual wood statue was also difficult to bring directly back to the capital. It must be carved and reduced in size after sacrifice before one can return to the capital. …… I will give you all the chapters from this morning in the evening! It may be late, don't wait. (End of this chapter)