Chapter 73 Purple Lotus

"I, I'm really Xie Lianqi..." He lowered his head and looked at the portrait of chasing the moon and said.

"How did you escape from Jinmei Villa?" Feng Junyang asked, the secret of chasing the moon from the relics of the two old men in the Chasing Moon Pavilion yesterday. Today, a Xie Lianqi emerged from Baihua Valley. Are there still many people living in Jinmei Villa?

The legendary saying that "no one survived, and the Mei family suffered annihilation" now seems to be just a fallacy.

"I didn't go to the birthday party." He said with a painful look, "Tell me quickly, where is Chasing the Moon?"

"Isn't chasing the moon killed in Jinmei Villa? Don't you know?" Feng Junyang asked back. Since he is Xie Lianqi, he must have a close relationship with chasing the moon, and he will not know the whereabouts of chasing the moon.

Qing Lingzi heard the conversation between the two, looked at Feng Junyang for a while, and looked at fruitlessly, like falling into the clouds. He didn't know what they were talking about. He asked in surprise:

"No, you are also the Mei family?"

This sentence angered the fruitlessness that had just calmed down again. He roared, "I'm not the Mei family! I'm not the Mei family! The Mei family is dead!"

"You haven't answered me yet. Don't you know that chasing the moon is dead?" Feng Junyang looked at the fruitless expression quietly.

He sneered and looked at Feng Junyang contemptuously and said, "Kid, don't treat me as a fool. Do you want to know the secret of Jinmei Villa from my mouth? If you know the whereabouts of chasing the moon, tell her to come to Baihua Valley to see me; if you don't know, you want to find out the news from me, and you should quickly get rid of this idea..."

It turns out that there are still two things in my heart! I despised him and thought he was just a brave and resourceless vulgar person.

"Qing Lingzi! Hurry up and take your friends away!" Wuguo suddenly turned into the room, closed the firewood door, and his angry voice came from inside, "Kid, come to see me quickly if there is news of chasing the moon!"

"Let's go!" Qing Lingzi whispered to Feng Junyang, "I'm afraid he will kill people when he comes out again!"

Feng Junyang is unwilling, but he is helpless. Fortunately, the last sentence seems to reveal the mystery: he can still come to Baihua Valley to find him.

On the way back to the cliff, Feng Junyang found that there were also some osmanthus trees and plum trees at the bottom of the valley, but they were submerged in the weeds and weeds. They really couldn't see them without looking closely.

"Taoist priest, how do you know him?" Feng Junyang had a lingering fear in his heart. He was a little afraid when he remembered the fruitless character just now. How could Qing Lingzi become friends with Wu Yi's slow temperament?

Qing Lingzi shook his head and said, "I also accidentally saw him here. He asked me about things outside. In fact, he was not so impatient before. He was so silent that he could sit for a day without saying anything. I saw that Baihua Valley was quiet and remote, and no one disturbed, so I asked you to meet here. It seems that he is used to being quiet alone without bothering him in the future. I guess my two noisy apprentices annoyed him, so they vented their anger on you.

"Bright, what about your two apprentices? Will it be thrown into the deep pool at the bottom of the valley?

"No." Qing Lingzi smiled and said, "Although he is powerful, his men are measured. Didn't I throw you on Tengluo just now? If I wanted to hurt you, there would be stones everywhere... My two apprentices may have come to Jinmei Villa to find me. Fortunately, I also marked along the way.

"The Taoist priest is so careful!" Feng Junyang praised, no wonder he made marks on the trees along the way.

"I was confused about your conversation with him just now. Do you all know a person called Chasing the Moon?" Qing Lingzi asked tentatively.

"There may be some misunderstanding." Feng Junyang was too lazy to explain, and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while. Qing Lingzi didn't ask much. The two walked out of the Valley of Flowers. The outside was sunny, the birds were singing and fragrant, and there was a vibrant scene. Compared with the dark and cold environment at the bottom of the valley, Feng Junyang felt that there would be a grumpy and dull character, which was not traceless.

The two walked in the noisy Baihua City, and the streets were full of traffic. The shouts of hawkers came one after another, and several children selling newspapers shouted for today's newspapers:

"Sell the newspaper! Sell the newspaper! Today's newspaper, big news! Come and have a look! Something big has happened in Qianfo Town!"

What? Feng Junyang stopped, and there was a newspaper in Qianfo Town?

"Come on, come and have a look! Thousands of Buddhas and Guanyin go down to the earth, the Buddha's light shines, and everyone has a lotus flower! Come and have a look, come and buy it!"

"Brother, give me a newspaper." Feng Junyang handed the money to the newspaper seller and hurriedly took the newspaper and opened it.

The headline of the newspaper is what the child just shouted and sold: a lotus flower grows on people in Qianfo Town. It is also equipped with a picture. In the picture, several men in the upper body are facing the camera, and there is a huge lotus flower on each of their back, occupying more than half of their backs.

"Sell the newspaper! Sell the newspaper! Guanyin helps the world, the Buddha's light shines, and thousands of Buddhas live in the town with lotus flowers!" The child who sold the newspaper was surrounded, and soon the newspaper in his hand was robbed.

"Ah! Qianfo Town is so lucky to be blessed by Guanyin!"

"Isn't it? I heard that people who grow lotus flowers will live a long life!"

"Look, this newspaper says that it is a purple lotus flower! Purple, who has seen Guanyin sit on the purple lotus platform?

"What's wrong with purple?"

"Purple symbolizes the demon world, mysterious and unfathomable! I'm afraid it's not a good thing!"

“......”

Feng Junyang looked carefully at the content of the newspaper, which said that many residents of Qianfo Town suddenly had no signs of physical discomfort overnight. When he got up in the morning, the shirtless man walked on the street and was found purple patterns on his back by the people behind him. When he looked carefully, these patterns grew in the flesh. , along the lines of blood vessels, forming a blooming purple lotus flower! In less than half a day, I found that there were more than a thousand people with lotus flowers on their bodies, not only men, men, women and children!

Local residents are proud of this and think that it is the attachment of Guanyin. So far, the government has sent experts to Qianfo Town for inspection, and the specific reasons have not been announced for the time being...

"Purple Lotus..." A scene quickly flashed in Feng Junyang's mind: When he returned from the Purple Bamboo Forest to Qianfo Town, he met a matchmaker on the street. A purple lotus fell out of her body. At that time, the matchmaker said that it was picked up in the river in the morning, and it seemed to be the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva on that day...

"What do you think, Taoist priest?" Feng Junyang asked Qing Lingzi, who had been silent.

"The interlaced line is like a mountain!" Qing Lingzi learned a handsome tone and stretched out, "That's your business."

"Do you also think it's sick?"

"Isn't it sick or is it really Guanyin to go down to earth?" Qing Lingzi said disdainfully, "Feng Junyang, it's time for you to show your skills when you go to Qianfo Town!"

"I..."

"Don't say anything like you want to help me!" Qing Lingzi looked ahead and smiled happily, "I don't need it! My helper is coming!"

Feng Junyang looked forward. Good guy, two green Taoist priests in the stream of people came face to face.

"Master!" The two shouted tenderly.

"Tianyin, Tianhe, you are coming!" Qing Lingzi greeted happily.

"My God! You accept such a small apprentice. Little brother, are you twelve years old? Feng Junyang joked.

"My name is Tianyin, 15 years old."

"I'm Tianhe, 16 years old!"

The two little Taoist priests said generously.

"The apprentice you taught can't sing the law!" Feng Junyang said with a smile, "I'm really afraid that it's too late for you to be scared to cry."

"Don't underestimate people!" Tianyin is unconvinced!

"Don't quarrel. Good boy, let's go to the station and we will go to Qianfo Town. Qing Lingzi touched the heads of the two little Taoist priests and began to coax them without starting to catch ghosts.

When the four arrived at the railway station, Feng Junyang bought tickets first, and Fengwu gave her enough money. Thinking of going to Qianfo Town and seeing Fengwu, Feng Junyang was somewhat comforted. He didn't know if his sister was well now and had saved her family.

"Let's get in the car! I'll go shopping." Feng Junyang said and handed the ticket to Qing Lingzi, "How about buying some delicious food for your apprentice?"

"no problem." Tianhe said with a grimace.

"You rude child!" He laughed. When he walked far away and looked back, Tianhe was still waving at himself. He looked naughty and cute like a childish child. He couldn't bear it. Such a small child did not stay with his parents, but became a little Taoist priest. Did Qing Lingzi want his apprentice to go crazy? He was hungry and did not even let go of such a small child.

In the department store, he carefully selected some delicious and full snacks. He turned around and saw a delicate music box on the shelf. He invited the boss to take them down. The boss carefully took it down and said:

"This is the best music box in our store! If you give it away, the girl will like you and keep you in your heart!"

After saying that, he opened the music box with a smile. On the music box, there was a small man standing. With the soft music, the villain rotated and danced. Curious customers around asked about the price.

"Two hundred." The boss took advantage of the situation.

"Two hundred?" Feng Junyang doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

"Two hundred." The boss stared at Feng Junyang, and his eyes did not leave the music box for a moment. "Don't buy it. Many young people rushed to my store to make reservations.

"I'll buy it." He gritted his teeth and said.

"Good! How generous! Whose girl is liked by you? That's a blessing!" The boss praised while packaging the box, "I'm willing to spend money for the girl, bright!"

"I'm giving it to a friend." Feng Junyang said awkwardly that he just felt that Xingju, who had a broken arm, was guarding the strange purple clothes and could not go far. If he could not see the world, he sent her a music box to relieve boredom.

"For a friend?" The boss was surprised, "Then you are even more generous!"

"A box of cigarettes." A person next to him said sullenly.

"Good! Just come! This, your music box, please go!"

Feng Junyang turned around and left. When he passed the cigarette buyer, a familiar smell came, which was the smell of traditional Chinese medicine he smelled twice! Once in the ghost village, once under the osmanthus tree of the Moon Chasing Pavilion.

He couldn't help stopping and pretending to inadvertently looked at the man who bought cigarettes. He was dressed in black casual clothes, a black hat, and his brim was so low that he couldn't see his face. But his waist was straight, not the hunchback of the old mushroom picking seen in the woods of the ghost village.

"Externity, little brother." The man bought cigarettes and was blocked by Feng Junyang.

"I'm sorry!" Feng Junyang took a step back, and the man flashed by. When he went out, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine disappeared.

It's strange. Looking at the body and listening to the sound, this man is not the old man picking mushrooms in the ghost village, but he has the same taste. He is familiar with traditional Chinese medicine, which is mixed with the smell of Chuanxiong, Du Zhong, windbreak, and the most important thing is the strong smell of musk. He used to smash these drugs with his master to wrap the rheumatic bone pain in the joints.

When he chased him out, the man's figure was gone.

He walked into the carriage puzzledly all the way. Tianyintian was waiting eagerly. As soon as he saw him holding a large bag of delicious food, he immediately jumped up!

The train began to start slowly. Feng Junyang leaned on his seat tiredly, closed his eyes and said to Qing Lingzi, "With the three of you around, ghosts won't come, right?" I can sleep soundly! Tianyin Tianhe, if anyone wakes me up, I won't buy delicious food next time!"