1365 Weeping Pond

nt times.In ancient times, houses were very particular about their architectural orientation. Each direction of the house had a name.The door of a house is called a "door," generally facing south is b...Village paths are generally narrow, and when two vehicles meet, they need to be very careful and also pay attention to retract the rearview mirrors.

This luxury used Bentley, I don't know if it was the condition of the car or the driver, drove bumpily and directly kissed our bumper.

Although it was a rental car, I still felt uncomfortable when it got scratched.

My brother opened the car door just as he was about to get out, when he heard Xiao Shanming's voice yelling from behind: "Wait, wait...this looks like our car!"

Huh Your house

This rich

Generally speaking, Taoist families don't pursue extravagant enjoyment. Sometimes when they have excess money, they buy some valuable items to spend it.

But in fact, most people who practice asceticism do not attach much importance to worldly "valuable items".

No matter how important something is, it's not as important as cultivation and ascension.

But this is a rural area, and we are strangers here. Our license plates belong to the provincial capital, so there's a chance we might encounter someone who tries to cheat us by claiming we scraped their luxury car and demanding tens of thousands of yuan in compensation. Then, a bunch of locals would gather around and prevent us from leaving.

So my older brother was already ready to argue with the other party. Xiao Shanming saw my brother's intimidating aura and hurriedly stopped him, saying: "Brother Yunfan, this car seems to belong to our family, our own people, our own people!"

"What do you mean by 'seems like' Do you know the driver" My brother asked, puzzled.

Xiao Shanming hurried over and knocked on the car window. The window slowly rolled down, revealing a timid face, still that of a young woman.

"Sister!" Xiao Shanming was startled.

"師弟, 我是不是撞車了" the senior nun asked her junior brother in a low voice.

"Isn't that stating the obvious, you even dented the bumper! Luckily it was just one of us…" Xiao Shanming said with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

That senior sister got out of the car with a sheepish look and walked to us.

She looked to be around thirty years old, with a pretty face and simple attire. One could tell at a glance that she was a person of cultivation.

“Amitabha Buddha... I'm really sorry, I received my senior brother's call to pick up my junior brother, but I'm not very good at driving and I'm unfamiliar with the road conditions... How much does it cost to repair the car Let me pay the fellow cultivator." She said to my brother.

My brother was amused, he doesn't drive very well, so he's driving a Bentley on the road Xiao Shumin's senior sister is a real tycoon.

"Senior Brother Yun Fan, I'm sorry... Allow me to introduce, this is my senior sister, Dao name Yilin..."

My brother raised an eyebrow: "Yi Lin Aren't you guys the kind people"

Xiao Shanming nodded and said, “That’s right. The master wouldn't allow her, as a woman, to practice in seclusion alone, so he gave her the name Yi. Most of the time, my senior sister practices at home.”

I nodded, this is understandable, a sect with only men living in the temple, a woman entering the temple would indeed raise suspicion.

But Senior Sister entered the sect earlier than me, it's been twenty years! Xiao Shanming hurriedly defended his senior sister.

My brother laughed and said, "Alright, since you're one of us, it's easy to talk. Sister Yilin, driving this kind of car on a rural back road is too much like looking for trouble. Maybe change cars next time."

“Huh” Yilin, the senior sister, was taken aback and quickly waved her hand. “I don’t have any other car! This one…this one belongs to my husband's family. It was auctioned off by the court, very cheap. I just got it to practice driving, you know People let me off easier when they see me in this car, so I don’t get into as many bumps and scrapes…”

"...."

To be honest, it's really a tradition of Master Xiao Shanming's school.

siao Shan-ming whispered to us quietly, "My brother-in-law is a rural entrepreneur..."

Ah, in that case, we have a general idea of their aesthetic and values.

"Junior brother, Senior brother was afraid that you would rush back late at night and wouldn't have money to treat our esteemed guest to a meal, so I came to welcome you!" Yi Lin senior sister said hurriedly.

Xiao Shanming blushed and whispered, "I have money! I can make money myself! We're almost at our sect, as the host, I still understand to show hospitality!"

Yi Lin giggled, a proud and loving expression on her face as she looked at Xiao Shan Ming.

"Okay, since we're all on the same side, move your car a little, let's get going." My brother clapped his hands and said.

Yi Lin awkwardly scratched her head and bowed to my brother, "Dao friend, could you help me move my car I'm not very good at driving, I'm afraid I might drive it into the ditch..."

My brother's lips twitched. How could this senior sister's husband let her drive out with such poor driving skills

Bentley, no one would dare to crash into her anymore, but she couldn't resist bumping into others...

Finally, we got the car fixed and our three vehicles drove out. This area covering ten miles was pretty big, and it was difficult to find someone right away. We decided to find a place to rest first and discuss our next move.

"Come to my place!" Senior Sister Yilin said enthusiastically.

Xiao Shanming whispered, "Senior Sister Yilin has a farmhouse and inn. It's convenient for both eating and staying."

"Alright then, we won't be shy about bothering you." My brother readily agreed.

Yi Lin's senior sister's home is forty li from here, and Xiao Shan Ming and his disciples are over sixty li away.

According to the traditional Taoist rules of etiquette for apprenticeship: for a master who lives 100 miles away, one visits once a month; for a master who lives 200 miles away, once every three months; and for a master who lives more than 500 miles away, once a year.

This means that if a disciple lives within a hundred miles of their master, they should visit once a month. If they live within two hundred miles, they can visit once a quarter. And if they live over five hundred miles away, they should visit once a year.

Most relationships between master and disciple are like family. A disciple should be discerning and provide for their master within their own capabilities, without causing the master financial strain.

Sister Yi Lin would visit the sect once a month, and she was responsible for preparing many of the sect's supplies. Therefore, Xiao Shan Ming was very close to her.

We arrived at her farm stay, which was quite sizable. As soon as she went in, she headed straight to the kitchen to assist the chef with cooking.

Shen Qingrui was on the phone contacting a local Daoist surnamed Zhang. It was this Daoist Zhang who told her that there was a rumor about a Guo Daxian'er who had a spirit-calling artifact.

But after calling for a long time, no one answered. She frowned and said, "What's the matter Why don't they answer the phone or reply to messages Did Old Zhang go abroad"

Have you contacted them before

"I contacted him before we left, it's just been a day." Shen Qingrui frowned unhappily.

"Shall we go find this Zhang Daoist friend first" I suggested.

She shook her head and said, "I don't know where his house is. I'm not that familiar with him yet."

"Who are you looking for" Yilin, my senior sister, came out carrying a pot of vegetables to wash and overheard our conversation.

I crouched down wanting to help wash the vegetables, but Senior Sister Yilin hurriedly stopped me, saying, "No no no, look at your delicate skin, don't freeze your hands!"

The autumn nights in the north can be a bit chilly, but they're not freezing yet.

"Who are you looking for Just tell me. Although I am practicing at home, I am still familiar with the circles here." Shijie Yilin said.name again and again.Language has spirit; whether it's good or bad depends on the kind of emotions you bring to it when you speak.The mine owner's wife was a little scared, her voice trembling. My bro...