Chapter 258: You Are Indeed Ill-Informed

Daoist Qingxuan and Daoist Jiang invited Lin Jue and the others to stay here for a few more days. Indeed, they hadn't seen each other for several years, and Lin Jue did not refuse.

In any case, this temple was built very large, showing the plans of the southern faction, but limited by the fact that it had just started, there were only seven or eight Daoist priests at the moment, and there were many vacant guest rooms and halls.

Daoist Qingxuan arranged one for each of them.

Lin Jue returned to his room with the letter.

The letter was not sealed. When he opened it, it was full of small regular script, and the handwriting had some habits of ancient people, and some familiarity.

The content was written in front of Lin Jue. It was nothing more than the Daoist's name, coming from the Floating Hill Temple on Floating Hill Peak of Mount Yishan in Huizhou. Since it was a true transmission of a famous mountain, it was also one of the famous inheritances of the Lingfa Sect. It had produced some high-ranking people who were relatively famous among Daoist practitioners, and what achievements the ancestors had. Joining the Ju Xian Fu could help eliminate demons and support this chaotic world, and so on.

At the same time, she specifically added a sentence that this person was the high-ranking person who eliminated the yaoguai king in Runze County, hoping that the Ministry of Rites would pay more attention to it.

It is said that the Ju Xian Fu is now too bloated. Don't look at the fact that there are not many capable people, but the number of people is more than at any time in the past, even more than in the Yu Dynasty. And the land in the capital is limited, so that even many officials have to spend money to rent houses outside. Even though the Ju Xian Fu has been passed down for several dynasties and has many official residences and courtyards, there are also some "strange people and scholars" who have to rent houses themselves.

Some who are truly powerful can get a small room.

Only a very small number of famous "Heavenly Masters" and "High-ranking People" can have their own courtyard in the official residence of the Ju Xian Fu.

Daoist Qingxuan and Daoist Jiang knew that they had been practicing on the mountain for a long time and were used to the whole world being their own. If they lived in a small house in the capital, they would definitely not be used to it. So they suggested that Lin Jue directly state that the Long Wang was eliminated by himself, so as to avoid many troubles. Anyway, this matter had already spread in Runze County.

If he went to the Ju Xian Fu and said that the Long Wang was eliminated by himself, he might arouse suspicion, and it was very likely that Ministry of Rites officials often heard such things from the strange people and scholars of the Ju Xian Fu.

But with Daoist Jiang's personal letter, it was naturally different.

This saved him a lot of effort.

Otherwise, he would either have to find that Master Yun Chan or find that Fan Tian Shi Fan. Between the two, Lin Jue was more inclined to the former.

The only point was that he didn't know to what extent the struggle of the Nine Heavens gods extending to the human world in the capital had developed. Whether he would still be regarded as having some relationship with them if he held this letter that only mentioned Daoist Jiang herself and did not mention the Profound Heaven Temple on Mount Qiyun and Zhenjian Palace.

However, Lin Jue was a Daoist of the Lingfa Sect, practicing freedom and ease, and did not have too much intersection with the Fulu Sect and gods. Plus, he did have some friendship with Daoist Jiang, so he didn't worry about these things.

"It seems that the letter sent to Floating Hill Peak back then was indeed written by Daoist Jiang herself."

Lin Jue looked at this letter several times, muttered to himself, and then folded it and put it into the envelope.

The biggest gain from this visit was still learning the news of the Third Third Third Shixiong. The stone in his heart finally landed completely, although it was only suspended at a height of two or three inches from the ground.

He stayed here for three consecutive days.

The other Daoist priests in the temple were very busy, only the two of them were idle, walking around the temple, sitting under the trees to pet cats and tease foxes, and talking nonsense with pilgrims who came to ask for advice. Other pilgrims could only eat vegetarian food with no oil in the dining hall, while they cooked meat in the inner courtyard. It was quite comfortable.

Only at midnight, the little ghost appeared quietly and found that they had changed to a strange place again. He was stunned for a moment, and then showed a blank expression again:

"Finished! Can't find the way again..."

Previously staying on that mountain, he had finally found the roads around that mountain. Who would have thought that when he woke up, it would be a strange place again.

Wanting to go out to find the way, he felt the divine light flashing in the room next to him, which made him afraid, and he was at a loss for a moment.

The Daoist next to him was sleeping soundly.

The fox tilted its head and aimed at him.

Three days later.

Daoist Qingxuan and Daoist Jiang both came to see the three off.

"The Daoist friend has taken Xiao Xiao Shimei Jiang's letter, which is enough. And with Lord Luo helping to lead the way, we won't take the Daoist friend to the official residence of the Ministry of Rites," Daoist Qingxuan said. "I won't say much else. Anyway, this place is only a few steps away from the capital. When the Daoist friend is free, come over to drink tea, have a meal, and chat for a few words."

"Daoist Third Shixiong, no need to see us off."

"By the way—"

Daoist Qingxuan suddenly seemed to remember something else and said to Lin Jue: "A strange thing happened in the temple and nearby these two days."

"What is it?"

"First, the day before yesterday, a pilgrim who stayed in the temple in the morning told me that he dreamed of a child last night. There was no other word, just asking him where this was, and then asking what I meant. I interpreted it for him according to the book, but three pilgrims dreamed the same dream that day, and the matter was the same.

"Not only that, yesterday and today, pilgrims living nearby also came to the temple and dreamed of the same thing.

"I discussed it with Xiao Xiao Shimei Jiang and thought it should be a little ghost. But it dared to enter the temple and did not provoke the punishment of the gods in the temple. It should not be an evil spirit, and it has no bad intentions."

Daoist Qingxuan said while looking at Lin Jue and his junior sister. Seeing the obvious surprise on their faces, he was a bit unsure for a moment:

"Thinking about it, I ask the two Daoist friends, did you bring a little ghost with you?"

Lin Jue and his junior sister looked at each other.

Luo Seng also cast his gaze over.

The three of them knew that the little ghost would lead the way, but they didn't expect that the way he knew came from this.

"Is that little ghost four or five years old, white and tender, wearing brown clothes, wearing a hat, also brown, with a hat ball on top of his head?"

"Exactly!"

"Haha..."

Lin Jue laughed and hurriedly bowed: "It is indeed a spirit sent by us that we met in the Western Regions. We didn't know it would do such a thing. We will strictly supervise it in the future."

"I didn't mean that, just asking clearly, asking clearly is fine."

"But how did Daoist Third Shixiong Qingxuan interpret the dream for people?"

"This..."

Several people laughed and said goodbye.

Out of the temple, one could see the capital at a glance.

It was a huge and towering city. Looking at it like this, one could only see a high and wide city wall, a city gate in the middle, and a spacious official horse road leading directly to that side.

Carriages, horses, and pedestrians came and went on the road, and there were many vendors on both sides. Houses were built in places slightly further away from the official road, some were residential houses, and some were buildings and shops, not as empty as imagined.

"Xiao Xiao Shimei, do you want to go to the capital to look around?"

"Yes!"

His junior sister carried her luggage and led the horse, saying without hesitation:

"I also want to buy a few chickens and ducks to take back to feed."

"It is indeed time to buy a few chickens and ducks to raise."

"Buy a few more. If they are hens, they will lay eggs for us to eat. If Third Third Shixiong returns, we will eat eggs in the morning; if Third Third Shixiong is not here, we will also eat eggs at noon. I will eat the egg whites, and Little Flower will eat the egg yolks. As for the roosters, we will keep them to eat their meat."

"You're going to eat eggs every day without cooking, right?" Lin Jue turned his head and glanced at her.

"Too lazy to cook."

His junior sister scratched her head honestly.

"Too lazy to talk about you." Lin Jue walked toward that side, "Then I'll take you to look around the capital for a few days."

"Good."

"If you meet puppies, you can also buy two to take back to feed," Lin Jue said. "That little black one in the Floating Hill Temple before was quite good."

"I have to buy it. I'll buy it next time. I can only buy a few chickens this time. I also want to buy sheep and pigs, but I'll buy them next time," his junior sister said. "I buy the same thing every time I come to the capital."

"As long as there is a plan..."

The three led their horses toward the capital.

Lin Jue looked at the surrounding shops, buildings, and pedestrians, while looking at the city wall and city gate in front. Seeing a team of soldiers guarding, and many guards standing on the city wall, he couldn't help but glance at Lord Luo.

"Don't worry."

Lord Luo seemed to see through his thoughts:

"These guards are all here to earn money by standing guard through connections. They won't worry about other things, and they won't cause trouble for themselves. Besides, you are Daoists with gold certificates."

"Can swords be brought in?"

"Originally not, but even decades ago, people in the world had their own means. The capital is so big, how could there be no need for swords in the city? Besides, there are people selling weapons in the city. This regulation gradually became a dead letter. Ordinary people just need to not hold them in their hands, wrap them in cloth, and give the guards a sum of money, called 'sword tax', and they can bring them in. However, it is no problem for Daoists with certificates to bring a sword in."

"What about Lord Luo's spear?"

"My spear head can be removed."

"So that's it."

Sure enough, the three walked to the city gate.

The guards saw the swords they were carrying at a glance, and saw the Daoist robes on the senior brother and junior sister, and immediately stared at them.

Lin Jue took out his certificate.

Seeing that it was a folder, not a common piece of paper, the guard's expression became slightly solemn.

"We are Daoists from Huizhou, coming to the capital. I heard that there is a Ju Xian Fu in the capital, which can accommodate strange people and scholars. We think we know some magical arts, so we want to try," Lin Jue said directly, and pointed to the martial artist holding a blade behind him. "This is my protector."

When the guard heard him say this, he was stunned again.

This folder was specially issued by the imperial court to cultivators with true transmission. Although having this certificate doesn't mean you really know magical arts, but having this certificate and going to the Ju Xian Fu...

The guard didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly handed it back with both hands.

But he still looked at Lord Luo behind him.

Luo Seng very simply took off his face-covering cloth, revealing a thick beard, making it impossible to distinguish his true face.

"Since you are a Zhenren, please come in."

"Many thanks."

Lin Jue bowed to him and entered the city.

"Is it simpler than you imagined?" Luo Seng walked beside him with his blade, very calm.

"That's right."

"These days, most people are fooling around," Luo Seng said, pointing forward. "Walk this way."

"Lord Luo is a bit like Chen Niu."

"There are some inns over there. You can't go to the Ju Xian Fu today. Those two Daoists didn't let you stay in Zhenjian Palace to wait for news, probably because they didn't want people to think you had too deep a relationship with Zhenjian Palace. So we have to find an inn to settle down first, and then go to the Ministry of Rites."

"Listen to Lord Luo."

So they went to find an inn first.

Not long after, they arrived at the Ministry of Rites office.

Luo Seng naturally didn't go in, just explained the general process to them and waited outside.

His junior sister accompanied him in.

Hearing that they were cultivators coming to affiliate with the Ju Xian Fu, the clerks of the Ministry of Rites were not slow, but they didn't pay too much attention, probably because there were too many "strange people and scholars" in the Ju Xian Fu.

Soon they reported to an official and asked them to go in.

Inside the small office sat a young official.

Lin Jue stepped forward alone and handed over the letter:

"My Daoist name is Lin Jue, a Daoist from the Floating Hill Temple on Floating Hill Peak of Mount Yishan in Huizhou. I heard that the Ju Xian Fu can provide a place for strange people and scholars in the world, so I want to come and affiliate."

The young official looked at the letter and then at him:

"Where is Mount Yishan?"

"Huizhou, Yixian."

"Where is Floating Hill Temple?"

"On Mount Yishan."

"This official is indeed a bit ill-informed..."

The young official frowned slightly, actually secretly aiming at Lin Jue. This was a subtle trick often used by capital officials to ask for gifts.

But the Daoist in front of him was unmoved.

The young official had to kindly remind him: "Although the Ju Xian Fu accommodates strange people and scholars from all over the world to work for the imperial court, even if the Daoist really has some magical arts, you cannot make up your background at will."

"Although Floating Hill Temple is not big, it is an orthodox true transmission," Lin Jue's expression was polite, but his words were very direct. "As an official of the Ministry of Rites, you haven't heard of Floating Hill Temple. You are indeed ill-informed."

"..."

The young official frowned again, but after thinking about it, his attitude was better. He lowered his head and looked at the letter in his hand:

"What is this?"

"When I was in Huizhou, I had old acquaintances with Daoist friends of the Profound Heaven Temple. This time when I walked outside the capital, I stayed in Zhenjian Palace outside the city for three days," Lin Jue said truthfully. "Daoist Jiang Ning in the temple heard that I was coming to the Ju Xian Fu to affiliate, and was afraid that people in the capital would forget Floating Hill Temple, so she specially wrote a personal letter."

When the young official heard this, he immediately became serious.

Zhenjian Palace is very famous in the capital now. People introduced to the Ju Xian Fu by the Daoists in the temple are not the ones encountered usually, right?

So he hurriedly got up and took him to see the chief official.

But he didn't expect that the chief official was calm and composed at first, but after carefully reading the content of this letter, he was also shocked to stand up. ===== CHAPTER 259 =====