Taoist Master Xuanming and his apprentice did not stay here for too long. They talked for a while and left quietly.

I can’t see anything abnormal during the day, so I’d better come here again at night. Seeing them leaving, I plan to go home. As soon as I took two steps, I saw the crowd in front of me stirring up. Several men in police uniforms shouted there: “Everyone let me give me a message, our reporter from Zhongyu Provincial TV station will come to film Guta Lingyan, let me give me a message…”

Such a big disturbance alarmed the provincial TV station? I saw a beautiful woman in casual clothes and holding a microphone among the police, probably the reporter.

Well... the makeup was so thick that it covered the freckles on the face.

There is also a young man carrying a camera next to the beautiful reporter, who is now shooting in front of the crowd.

"Comrade reporter, you should report more for our Qinghe County. This pagoda is exhaling the fairy spirit, it is very effective!" A enthusiastic crowd shouted. From the words, he could definitely be a loyal believer of Sakyamuni.

"What kind of fairy spirit is purely superstitious. When the last time the smoke was smoked, the experts explained that it was the worms. In spring and summer, the weather is warm and the worms on the top of the tower are growing. Look there, there are fewer ones at the bottom, and a large group of worms gathered in the middle, and the top was blown away by the wind, so it looked like wisps of smoke from a distance. If it weren't for the fact that the tower gate below the Sizhou Tower had been sealed and had not opened for decades, I had already run up to see it." Someone immediately retorted righteously, and the person who spoke should be an intellectual who had been educated by the Party for many years.

"Then why don't the worms gather anywhere else, but run to the top of this tall tower, what do they eat and drink?" the man who spoke first responded.

"The specific reason... needs further research and discussion." The voices of intellectuals immediately disappeared among the crowd.

Milkworm, when I heard this explanation, I only shook my head in my heart, and the experts can only give this statement.

I was not interested in playing on TV, so I didn't go to join in the fun and turned around and left.

On the way home, my mind was still full of speculations about Buddha treasures.

I don’t know what is hidden under the Sizhou Tower, which can actually emit the vitality of heaven and earth.

Judging from the conversation between Taoist Master Xuanming and his apprentice, Haichan Palace and Sizhou Courtyard have similar functions, both built to suppress the evil spirits, and their construction time is not far apart. Where can there be so many evil spirits underground in Qinghe County? I really don’t understand.

When I got home, I specifically compared a map of Qinghe County hanging on my wall. After reading it for a long time, I couldn't see it.

Finally, I made up my mind and went there tonight to see it. Maybe someone really had the idea of ​​making Buddha treasures.

I thought until one o'clock noon, my parents still didn't come back. I cooked two packs of instant noodles myself to get rid of lunch. After dinner, I sent the letter to Lin Qingqing.

It was only after three o'clock in the afternoon that my parents rushed home with sweat. Through my words, I finally knew why they came back so late. The relationship was to go to the temple to burn incense, and I specially burned a fragrant fragrant tree for me.

While moved, I felt in my heart: Your son is a cultivator and is not in the same system. If you want to burn incense, you should burn it for me, and Sakyamuni doesn't care about this.

I had no love for school and stayed at home until after five o'clock, and I rode my bicycle back to No. 1 High School.

As expected, many students on campus were talking about the smoke from the pagoda in the morning. These people were also divided into scientific schools and superstitious schools. Some said they were caused by worms, and some said they were gods and immortals. Of course, the scientific schools dominated. After all, our generation was born in the New China and grew up under the red flag, with new people with ideals, morals, cultures and disciplines.

When I stepped into the classroom, I keenly realized that many people peeked at me with meaningful gazes. The eyes were inquiry, surprised, and even disdainful... Did I become handsome after a Sunday?

I turned my head slightly and looked at my body. It seemed that my clothes were not worn backwards and my pants were not zipped open.

With doubts, he walked all the way to the seat. When his deskmate Zheng Shaoyang saw me coming, he rushed out of the seat, grabbed my hand, and shook it hard: "Brother, Brother Hao, you are my idol!"

"What are you doing, what are you doing, have you washed your hands?" I quickly retracted my hands.

"Hehe" This guy quickly dodged his body and let me sit in my seat.

"Brother, you really had sex with Brother Shanji yesterday. Isn't it? Now our class is spreading everywhere, saying that you chop bricks with one hand, and you can split them all into powder at once... Brother Shanji and his group were scared and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy..." The boy talked a lot.

No wonder the classmates in the class looked at me wrongly just now. The relationship has spread and it has changed. It is said that the guy named Shan Ji lost such an adult and shouldn't he be publicized everywhere?

Before I could think clearly, Zheng Shaoyang put his head over again: "Brother Hao, tell me what kind of kung fu you have practiced, the Yijin Jing or the Great Movement of the Universe, or the Six Yang Palm of the Tianshan Mountain?"

"Breaking nonsense, what you are talking about is the Kung Fu in martial arts novels, and it has nothing to do with reality." Under the other party's admiration, I also felt a little fluttering and explained: "I practice Baguazhang. Have you seen the popular "Tai Chi Master" on TV some time ago? The prototype of Dong Hancheng in it is our ancestor Dong Haichuan, which is comparable to Yang Luchan Kung Fu."

"Really, teach me!" As a qualified martial arts fan, Zheng Shaoyang was quite obsessed with martial arts. When he heard that I really had the skills, he immediately begged.

"No problem, but there is a condition." Seeing his sincere appearance, I suddenly found a good feeling of being a teacher.

"Don't talk about one condition, there is no problem for ten or eight!" Zheng Shaoyang replied with his chest patted.

"How about buying me every morning," I joked.

"Master, please put it on me. You will sit in the classroom tomorrow morning and wait for my apprentice to get you food." This guy agreed very simply.

"Don't call me master, I can't be your master." On Bagua Palm, I was still half a bottle of water, so how dare I accept an apprentice. I just joked with him just now, but now I see Zheng Shaoyang so serious, it's a bit difficult to get on the verge of being a tiger.

"Then what am I calling you?"

"Just-free" didn't want to hurt his enthusiasm, so he had to shirk his words.

"Then call me Brother Hao, it sounds imposing... By the way, Brother Hao, I wanted to give it to you when I first came to school, but I was excited to get a master and forgot." After that, he took out a black plastic bag from the squeezing bucket.

"What?" I reached out and pinched it, feeling that there was a book inside.

"My grandfather loves to collect and has a lot of ancient books at home. Seeing that you like to study Taoist culture, I turned over the old man's study in the afternoon and found these books. Do you want to see if you like it?"

Ancient books... I used my spiritual sense to sense it slightly, and there was a faint aura.

In the "Tao Te Ching" during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, spiritual energy was emitted by this thing. I have already had several "Tao Te Ching" and I haven't read it.

I took out the second book and saw the slightly old modern wrapping paper on the cover. I was completely out of interest. What kind of ancient book is this? It is simply something made of modern printing. There are small characters under the cover - Commercial Press Club.

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There is another chapter to update later, and it will be here soon.
Chapter completed!