Chapter 150: Xianyun Temple

Xiao Yu was in a hurry to find the dog-meat Daoist, but after leaving the government office, she first returned to the Red Sleeve Workshop.

"... The situation is like this. Auntie can pay a little attention to the government office side; more than ten iron-clad warriors of the Luye Guard died, making it known to the whole city.

Zhu Yiqun will definitely issue a notice detailing the case and soothing the hearts of the people."

Auntie Liu's blood pressure suddenly soared by a large margin, her hands gently pressed her temples, and after a long while she said helplessly: "What were you doing at Bao'an Hall in the middle of the night?"

"Auntie, didn't you hear the wailing in the back alley? The old matriarch of the Wang family passed away last night, and the whole family wailed, making me feel annoyed and unable to sleep.

I also thought about finding Teacher Min in the middle of the night to beg him, perhaps I could beg him to teach me the Medical Dao Secret Record," Xiao Yu said.

Aunt Liu gave her a look as if she were looking at someone with a brain-addled wind, and asked, "Did the Divine Physician Min pass on his secret medical arts to you?"

Xiao Yu shook her head and said, "He scolded me for being brain-addled, and since I begged him incessantly, he only told me some general principles of medicine, which left me completely bewildered."

Auntie Liu had an expression of "as expected," sneered and said: "Divine Physician Min is even willing to pay attention to you, sigh, he really has good cultivation."

Xiao Yu said, "You don't understand! I met the old mistress of the Wang family at Bao'an Hall and discussed her condition with Divine Physician Min. In short, the old mistress's death touched me deeply. I sought out Divine Physician Min because I was moved by the situation, not because I was suddenly brain-addled."

Xiao Yu said she didn't understand, but Auntie Liu felt she could still understand some.

She had experienced the sudden passing of many loved ones and friends, and had also felt the impermanence of fate and the fragility of life.

"You going out last night was unfavorable for yourself, but for the assassination case of the Luye Guard, it was a great fortune in misfortune.

You didn't stage a bloody killing in broad daylight, and didn't harm the innocent, so your sins can be slightly reduced."

Xiao Yu sneered: "You underestimate me too much. Even in a crowd, holding a zhang-long large Guan blade, I can guarantee that I will only kill those scum and not touch a single hair of the common people.

Even if someone really suffered from the disaster, it must be the sin of those dog thieves."

Auntie Liu sighed: "Zhu Yiqun's judgment on you, don't you understand? Arguing about who is right and who is wrong is sometimes not very important."

Xiao Yu stood up and said: "I have more important things to deal with now, Auntie, you handle the standing and placing matters for me."

Auntie Liu squinted at her and mocked: "Like you, so heroic, causing trouble without being terrified and accepting family law, and even daring to order 'Big Auntie' to wipe your butt, I dare say, since the establishment of the Red Sleeve Workshop, you are the first."

Xiao Yu also glanced at her from the corner of her eye and said coldly: "If I were you, there wouldn't be a single complaint right now, only anger and guilt."

Auntie Liu was stunned and said: "If you were killed by Zhu Tong and the others, I would definitely be furious and would definitely settle the score with them."

"Is the result important? Others daring to think and do this is the point!" Xiao Yu said.

Auntie Liu said helplessly: "Zhu Tong and the others are not gangsters of Tianmen Town, they are fierce generals in the army.

To say something disrespectful, if they get angry one day and rebel against the monarch, I wouldn't be surprised.

You expect the Tianmen Town Teaching Workshop and the boss of Qingshui Bay to have face and majesty in front of them?"

Xiao Yu said: "I didn't expect you to make them respect and fear, I just asked you to help handle trivial matters like standing and placing.

Unable to deter arrogant soldiers, and lazy to do small things within your power, you are too comfortable as 'Big Auntie'."

"Do you want me to abdicate and let you do it?" Auntie Liu said angrily.

Xiao Yu said: "I have no interest in your position. Last night in Baxia Alley, not only did the Luye Guard assassination case happen, but gods also participated, I must go find the dog-meat Daoist immediately."

Auntie Liu asked in surprise: "What gods? Could it be that besides Ge Qing, there are other gods?"

"I don't know, so I have to find the dog-meat Daoist to inquire. Sigh, wait until I come back and tell you. Or, you go with me to see the dog-meat Daoist," Xiao Yu said.

Auntie Liu had many things to do, so she didn't go to Xianyun Temple.

Xiao Yu didn't set off immediately either.

It was dark last night, she tried her best to dodge, but her shirt and skirt were still stained with some blood.

When returning to Xiaojing Pavilion to change clothes, she heard wailing and funeral music coming from behind.

Hesitating for a moment, she still went to the Wang family first.

She offered a stick of incense to the old matriarch and burned a stack of "Dao Tou Paper."

The Wang family was very surprised that she, who had just encountered a murder case, had also come, but none of them asked anything.

Before leaving, Nie, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wang family, also gave her a rice cake wrapped in oil paper.

The soft and sweet rice cake was nothing.

I heard that Widow Huang, Mother Wang, and others went early and had a morning banquet, sugar water eggs soaked in oil fruits.

It was Nie's mental state that surprised Xiao Yu a bit.

Nie was far from radiant, her face was visibly haggard, but this haggardness was more from being tired, not sleeping well, not a burden on the spiritual level.

She didn't seem to think at all that she was the reason the old mother-in-law died of depression.

Or didn't care?

The Wang family didn't seem to use hard or soft violence against her either.

Because she was the eldest daughter-in-law, she was even asked to welcome and send off female guests.

Xiao Yu didn't quite understand and didn't dwell on it too much.

After leaving the Wang family, she found a famous dog-meat restaurant nearby, ordered a pot of fragrant meat, and then ran straight to Xianyun Temple.

When Xiao Yu arrived at Xianyun Temple, there were already many people inside, and several of them were acquaintances.

The one at the very front was the shopkeeper Hu of the "Xianghe Pawnshop"!

Xiao Yu hadn't seen him for many days and hadn't heard any news about him.

At this moment, he was lying on a bamboo lounge chair carried by two people, humming in his mouth.

Madam Hu on the side was very impatient and seemed to have a very strong temper, while holding a fragrant wood fan with a jade pendant, fanning herself hard, while walking back and forth cursing.

"Brother Zhai San, why are you and Dagouzi here too?"

Xiao Yu looked ahead and greeted the father and son who were cooling off under the shade of a tree in the courtyard with a smile.

Brother Zhai San was a blacksmith at the intersection of Soy Sauce Alley, twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and had practiced martial arts in his early years.

It was the "Iron Armor Fist" practiced by Zhang Lai, the son of Shopkeeper Zhang of the Guan family pharmacy in Hengsha Pass.

Sure enough, as Guan Zhong said, Iron Armor Fist practiced the muscles on the body into a set of indestructible thick "meat armor," a very devilish muscular man.

This Brother Zhai San was tall and burly, his arms were as thick as an ordinary person's thighs, and his pectoral muscles were comparable to Schwarzenegger's.

However, his body was fierce, but his appearance was very honest, and he didn't like to talk much or rather, he wasn't very good at talking.

When others talked to him, he mostly replied with a silly smile, so he had the nickname "Zhai Hanzhi."

This wasn't it, seeing Xiao Yu and hearing the question, he scratched his head with a silly smile again, unable to squeeze out a word for a long time.

His son, Dagouzi, was the source of the name "Ergouzi" for Widow Huang's son.

A cheap name is easy to raise.

Zhai's son was eight or nine years old this year, first having the name "Gou'er."

Widow Huang's husband died, leaving only a posthumous child to rely on, and she couldn't bear for him to die young, so she also took the nickname "Gouzi."

Thus the older one became Dagouzi, and the one still drinking milk became "Ergouzi"... Actually, there was already a thirty-something "Sun Ergou" in Soy Sauce Alley.

I don't know if there will be Sangouzi, Sigouzi in Soy Sauce Alley in the future... Sigouzi sounds a bit like "dead dog," which is not very auspicious, maybe jump directly to "Wugouzi"?

"My dad brought me to worship a godfather!" Dagouzi was very lively.

"Worship Daoist Yunqing as godfather?" Xiao Yu asked in surprise: "Brother Zhai San has good eyes and good insight! Daoist Yunqing is indeed a high-ranking person who has attained the Dao, if he can become his godson, Dagouzi will definitely prosper in the future."

Brother Zhai San showed anxiety, seemingly wanting to say something but stammering and unable to say a complete sentence.

"Who is Daoist Yunqing? My dad is looking for the dog-meat Daoist to worship the Dragon King as godfather, not some Daoist Yunqing," Dagouzi said.

—You silly dog, you've come to Xianyun Temple, and you still dare to call him "dog-meat Daoist"... You don't even know the dog-meat Daoist's real Daoist name is "Yunqing," and you're still worshiping a godfather!

Xiao Yu complained in her heart, but on the surface, she was suspicious, "You worship the Dragon King as godfather, which 'Dragon King' is it?"

"I don't know which Dragon King it is either," Dagouzi said somewhat blankly, looking up at his father.

Brother Zhai San smiled honestly, his lips moved a few times, and he didn't spit out a complete sentence either.

Xiao Yu was speechless.

She had seen many big girls and little wives in Tianmen Town, and none were more shy than him.

Perhaps he shouldn't practice any Iron Armor Fist, practicing "Nine Flower Sword" might have more prospects.

Xiao Yu complained in her heart, and suddenly saw Madam Hu shout, directing two shop assistants to carry Shopkeeper Hu into the Daoist temple.

"Brother Zhai San, Dagouzi, you continue to queue, I'll go first."

She greeted, not only did she not walk toward the Daoist temple, but instead left the front yard.

After walking out of the main gate, she took a detour, came to the side of the Daoist temple wall, leaped, turned in the air, like a big bird crossing the sky, landed on the roof of the Daoist temple, and flipped in directly from the second-floor window sill.

"Sigh, things have come to this, why are you still looking for me?" The dog-meat Daoist was actually still gnawing on dog meat!

The Sanqing bronze statue was placed on a high platform, but he was sitting on a futon below, holding a dog bone and gnawing hard.

"Daoist, save me~ ah~~" On the bamboo lounge chair, Shopkeeper Hu begged bitterly.

A look of pity appeared on the dog-meat Daoist's thin face stained with oil, he put the dog meat into the earthen jar on the side, sighed and said: "Three years ago, when I went to Lianghe Street to beg, I warned you not to take worldly possessions too seriously.

Two years ago, when I passed by Lianghe Street, I advised you to disperse wealth to eliminate disasters, but you didn't listen.

Last year I didn't go to find you, but you ran to the temple to find me, asking me to help you perform a ritual to pray for blessings.

I told you again that your disaster was imminent, and only by dispersing all your family wealth and being content with poverty could you resolve the evil debt and have longevity and blessings.

Now, the Underworld's ruling has been issued, and you come to find me again, I can only repeat the old story: disperse the ill-gotten wealth, and perhaps there will be a glimmer of life."

Shopkeeper Hu nodded repeatedly and said: "Daoist, I have listened to your warnings and have completely followed your instructions, taking all my family wealth to help others."

The dog-meat Daoist let out a "yi" sound, stood up, walked forward, looked carefully at Shopkeeper Hu's face, frowned and said: "Who did you help?"

—The physiognomy doesn't seem to have changed, no, it's become worse, before it was sin on oneself, now it seems the whole family is suffering!

Shopkeeper Hu said: "Two sons, each helped with fifty thousand taels; son-in-law's family, helped with three thousand taels; three brothers, each ten thousand taels; five nephews, each five thousand taels; nieces, whether married or not, all have five hundred taels.

By the way, my brother-in-law also took away the last twenty-three thousand one hundred and twenty-seven taels, nine mace, and six li."

Madam Hu glared at him coldly.

Finally, Shopkeeper Hu concluded sincerely: "Really, my family only has half a vat of coarse rice left, and I even have to borrow money from my son-in-law and niece's husband to get medicine.

There are still many treasures in the pawnshop's warehouse.

But they are all items pawned by customers, who may come to redeem them at any time, so they cannot be taken out to help others."

The dog-meat Daoist rolled his eyes, almost unable to hold back from spitting a mouthful of greasy thick phlegm onto his pale and swollen sick face.

"You are terminally ill and completely hopeless, go, go quickly!"

"Don't, Daoist, you be merciful, save me, I beg you, I'll buy you dog meat."

Shopkeeper Hu turned his head and shouted to the shop assistant on the side: "Wang Er, hurry up and take out the five-spice dog meat to honor the Daoist."

Wang Er lowered his head, his face blushing, and fumbled from his bosom to take out a paper package, handed it to the dog-meat Daoist, and said: "Although it's a bit small, the taste is really fragrant, it was bought from 'Baiweiju' this morning."

That paper package, including the oil paper, was only the size of a baby's fist.

Shopkeeper Hu was also a bit embarrassed and said: "Daoist, don't mind, I listened to your words early and distributed my family property to help others, so I'm short of money... Although it's small, the heart contained in it is very big, um, very big." ===== CHAPTER 151 =====