Zhong Shiming was very happy to be able to enter the Taoist temple.

This was a good sign. He entered Qingyun Temple, which made him even more excited than entering the bridal chamber when he was young.

He had been turned away several times, and he had no hope this time, but he didn't expect to succeed.

Entering the backyard, Zhang Qingyun moved a small table, set the wine and food, and Zhong Shiming sighed: "Taoist priest, the old man proposes a glass of wine to you..."

Without waiting for Zhang Qingyun to respond, Zhong Shiming drank a glass of wine directly.

Zhang Qingyun's eyelids twitched. This glass of wine was only three taels, and the old man was bored.

Is this still called a drink?

This is called fierce drinking, okay? When Wu Song came, he had to drink this way and he couldn't beat the tiger.

"I don't know how to drink."

Zhang Qingyun has been a good boy since he was a child. He remembers his master once said: "Clear wine clouds one's wisdom, and drunkenness leads to confusion."

Being drunk will reduce your wisdom, and being drunk is not conducive to enlightenment.

Zhong Shiming did not dissuade him. After a glass of wine, the old man blushed obviously: "Master Taoist, people become wiser with age, but I am old and confused. I have offended you many times before. I apologize to you."

A showdown is coming?

Admit your mistake?

Begging for forgiveness?

Zhang Qingyun sat and did not respond.

"The old man didn't understand the Dao clearly. He just heard others say that worshiping gods in temples, one talisman can bring good luck and moral success, and nine needles can determine the plan of the world, so that evil spirits will not suffer hardships."

Zhong Shiming smiled bitterly and said: "The old man's method is wrong."

This old man is dishonest...Zhang Qingyun wants to drive him away.

Do you think that poor people don’t understand anything?

One talisman fixes the body and brings luck, and the merits of the temple and Taoist temple are condensed. Bless my body and life, and only nine needles can bring about wealth and luck.

By relying on other people's luck, you also end up harming others.

Those nine needles are meant to pierce others, destroy their luck, and help themselves.

At first, because of the arrival of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Duan Wei and Wang Kun brought moon cakes and side dishes. Zhang Qingyun was in a good mood, so he allowed Zhong Shiming to enter the Taoist temple.

But this old man... is full of lies and not a single word of truth.

Coupled with the previous blocking of the cause and effect of immortality, Zhang Qingyun became a little impatient.

However, Zhong Shiming drank three glasses of wine in succession and was obviously drunk: "Taoist Master, what is Tao?"

"I am a disciple of the Longhu Zhong family, but I didn't like chanting sutras since I was a child, so I finally left Longhu Mountain. However, the old man still has the Tao in his heart."

There is a fart!

It is only right to have demons in your heart, and you will not harm others for your own sake.

What is Tao?

Zhang Qingyun frowned: "You don't understand, I understand, it's just Tao."

So simple?

Zhong Shiming was drunk and confused: "Didn't others say that Tao is everywhere, everything you see, think of, can't see, and can't think of, exists and doesn't exist, and everything in the world is Tao?"

"Do you understand?"

Zhong Shiming shook his head.

"Are you enlightened?"

Zhong Shiming still shook his head.

"So you don't understand, I understand, so this is the Tao."

Zhang Qingyun stood up: "The Tao is not that complicated, it's just that people's hearts are complicated, so they can't see through it. It's time for you to go back..."

Zhong Shiming was drunk and confused, and Zhang Qingyun was very unhappy.

This old man obviously wanted to resolve the misunderstanding, but was self-defeated by his lack of sincerity. If he had told the truth from the beginning, Zhang Qingyun would have thought that this old man was frank.

Now...this is an old scumbag, and you still want to fool him?

"The old man still doesn't understand..."

This old bastard, don’t you understand?

Pindao has already kicked people out.

Zhong Shiming was really drunk. He originally wanted to get drunk with Zhang Qingyun.

"What is the universe again?"

What is the universe?

This is the same as what Tao is. A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Qingyun's mind: "What you see is the world, what you cannot see is the universe."

Zhong Shiming was stunned. Why did he seem to have heard this answer before?

"Taoist Master, have you entered Taoism?"

Why is the old man so difficult to deal with?

If you don't leave, Pindao will release ghosts to scare people...

Zhong Shiming's words began to be unclear, and Zhang Qingyun regretted it a little. This old guy's wine quality was as bad as his character.

With a thought, several remaining souls that had not yet entered reincarnation stood beside Zhong Shiming.

Zhong Shiming smiled: "Taoist Master, you don't need to find anyone to serve you. I... I... hiccup... come..."

Although he is also an old man, Yu Wenjian is much more upright, true-tempered, and wise.

Although Zhang Qingyun annoyed him, he didn't hate him.

Looking for someone to serve you?

Pindao himself does not receive such treatment.

"You're drunk. It's just you and me in the Taoist temple. How can there be others?"

Zhong Shiming was stunned, there were obviously several people around him.

This one is wearing a cheongsam. The skirt is slit so high that it reaches her waist... her skin... is a bit gray?

He looked up, in a drunken state of confusion, when suddenly a strange and extremely weird face winked at him.

With water all over his body, Zhong Shiming, who was originally drunk, suddenly woke up.

"Tao...Tao...Taoist...Ghost..."

Zhang Qingyun frowned: "What are you talking about? This is a Taoist holy land. The ancestors are here. Where can there be ghosts? You drank too much."

This old man is not very good at speaking. Don't accidentally bite your tongue as your teeth chatter.

"Didn't you see that?"

Zhong Shiming was even more frightened, and his body was shaking a little.

"You should leave quickly."

Zhang Qingyun stood up.

Zhong Shiming stopped pestering him this time and stood up unsteadily.

Looking at Zhong Shiming, whose pants were wet and had a weird smell, Zhang Qingyun said: "You peed your pants."

"No...no, it's definitely not me who peed my pants, I just...spilled my wine..."

Zhong Shiming's body was stiff. Fortunately, the ghosts stood still. He moved his steps and walked out, but the ghosts still did not move.

When I turned around and saw that the yard was empty, the few ghosts just now disappeared...

Zhong Shiming seemed to feel better. When he walked out of the Taoist temple gate, Zhang Qingyun said: "Come here often when you have time..."

"No...not coming..."

Again?

When you come, there will be ghosts waiting for you!

Zhong Shiming is not stupid. He knows that he was drunk just now and must have said the wrong thing.

These ghosts, I'm afraid...are controlled by someone!

...

After sending Zhong Shiming away, Zhang Qingyun didn't want to care about what this old guy was thinking.

The opportunity is given to you and if you fail to seize it, this is your own problem.

Looking at the seven remnant souls, Zhang Qingyun waved his hand, and the gate of hell opened: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, allowing you to be reincarnated, which can be regarded as another kind of reunion."
To be continued...