"Yes, I know, why is the TV broken?"
My brother does.
The broken TV in our house is what my brother has been tinkering with.
"A few days ago, a month ago, there was a sudden thunder at noon.
Hundreds of TV sets in the whole village were burned by the lightning.
The lightning rods installed by the TV station were useless, and the electrical appliances store in the village could no longer store them.
When I took it over, they said it would take at least two months to repair it and asked me to buy a new one.
The boss said embarrassedly: "My TV is a 50-inch LCD TV.
I bought it not long ago and I don't want to throw it away.
It's hard to make money now, so I didn't buy it.
But my daughter keeps making a fuss about watching cartoons.
This You are annoying me, aren’t you traveling around for experience?
If you are not caught by evil spirits, then helping to repair the TV is also an experience.”
"It was struck by lightning."
My brother said with a wry smile: "The lightning strike must have burned out the components inside.
Maybe the picture tube is burned out and needs to be replaced.
And since yours is an LCD, I don't think so.
Easy to do.”
"It's okay, then I'll think of another way."
The boss scratched his head and said, "Didn't you ask if there is anything new and exciting recently?
This is one thing.
It doesn't wind or rain.
The scorching sun comes suddenly.
If there was such a thunderstorm and it burned out hundreds of TVs, it should be considered very evil."
"Thunder in the Dry Sky" Feng Zidao was slightly surprised.
"Yes, Qingtian Lei."
The boss nodded.
Then we left the shop and prepared to go to the village to check the news.
Since Taoist Priest Ziyang and others have been here, it is impossible that no one has seen it.
Moreover, the thunder in the dry weather is also weird.
I wonder if it has happened with Taoist Priest Ziyang and others. relation.
We walked towards the village along the only road in the village.
There were many villagers on the road who glanced at Feng Zidao and Qiu Hongzheng's Taoist priest costumes, and some even stopped to watch.
"Brother, have you ever seen a group of Taoist priests dressed like these two come here before?"
my brother started to say in Hokkien.
"No, there are a lot of people coming and going here, but I haven't seen them before," the man said.
One of his companions next to him said: "N County is a county with a developed coastal economy.
There are many factories, many migrant workers, and a lot of people coming and going.
It is difficult for ordinary people to notice these."
"Oh, I understand, thank you."
My brother nodded.
Then we headed towards the village.
None of the people we asked just now seemed to be locals.
We passed by the willow tree at the entrance of the village.
This is Liucheng Village because there are willow trees everywhere in the village, and the one I am talking about is Ziyang.
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The tree where the Taoist priest left his mark.
After entering the village, occasionally groups of people passed by us in twos and threes and looked at us strangely.
Then suddenly an old man, leaning on a cane, shouted to us from afar: "Get out, we don't welcome Taoist priests here, our village is Buddhist."
We were startled, and my brother quickly said in Hokkien: "We are just passing by."
Because Quancheng is a very exclusive place.
If you see that you are not a local and don't speak the local dialect, they will reject you from the bottom of their hearts.
My brother quickly took out his cigarettes and handed one to the old man.
The old man didn't take it, but waved his crutch and said, "Since you are passing by, let's go quickly and don't cause trouble, or we will call the police to arrest you."
Then the old man left on crutches, leaving us stunned.
After the old man walked away, Feng Zidao narrowed his eyes and said, "This old man is lying."
"What did you find?"
The three of us looked at Feng Zidao.
Qiu Hongzheng raised his finger and pointed to a temple not far away.
The incense burner in front of the temple was full of incense, but inside it was enshrined Sanqing, the founder of Taoism.
We suddenly realized why this old man said he believed in Buddhism and wanted to drive us away.
We walked towards the temple, because there were many pilgrims there.
Since they are pilgrims, they must be devout believers.
They are pious to Taoist ancestors and respect Taoist priests.
When we arrived in front of the temple, when the pilgrims saw us and Feng Zidao's immortal appearance, they saluted Feng Zidao.
Feng Zidao and Qiu Hongzheng also made hand seals in return.
Then an old man in his sixties or so came out of the temple, wearing reading glasses.
After looking at us for a while, he said: "Are you going to offer incense, or..."
"Send incense, of course."
Feng Zidao took the lead.
Each of us held a handful of incense.
The two of them faced the Sanqing Dharma image, brushed it, and lit the incense out of thin air.
The pilgrims next to them Stunned, even the old man was stunned.
The three of us didn't have that ability, so we obediently lit incense on the candles outside, then came back and knelt before Sanqing, and then put incense.
My brother took out 100 yuan and donated the merit incense.
The old man said politely: "What do you two Taoist priests do here?
I am the temple blessing here."
Feng Zidao looked at the old man and said bluntly: "I just want to ask you one thing.
You are also a believer in Tao Ancestor.
I believe you will not lie in front of Tao Ancestor."
"This" the old man was startled, turned his head and glanced at the Sanqing Dharma Appearance, feeling a little embarrassed.
Feng Zidao struck while the iron was hot and said, "I just want to ask you, in more than a month, has a group of Taoist priests been here?"
The old man's face changed slightly, his mouth opened, and he didn't speak for a long time.
After a long time, he said: "I have been here, but I have left because Taoist priests or fortune tellers are not welcome here.
There have been so many magicians in recent years that no one believes them." ” "Then they still believe in Taoism," I added.
The old man glanced at me sideways and said, "Taozu does not lie to others, but people will lie to others in the name of Taozu."
Feng Zidao had no expression on his face, because what Miao Zhu said was true.
He knew how much these magic sticks had tarnished Taoism.
He said, "Where have they gone?"
"I don't know, that's what I told them, and then I left."
Miao Zhu said.
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"Oh."
Feng Zidao looked at the temple blessings, studied them for a while and said, "You heard the thunderstorms during the drought a few days ago, right?"
"Well, my TV set was also burned down."
Miao Zhu said.
"That's Dao Ancestor being angry.
Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Feng Zidao said unabashedly: "Since you serve Dao Ancestor, you conceal the evil things.
Your heart is not sincere at all.
How can you do it?"
This temple wishes” "Taoist Priest, you can go too."
Miao Zhu turned around and said, "This is all for your own good.
I said the same thing last time when that group of Taoist priests came.
The fact that you lit incense with your own yang fire just now shows that you have true That’s why I’m willing to say these things to you.
Don’t stay here any longer, it won’t do you any good.”
I took a breath of air, and the expressions of others also changed.
It seemed that something happened in the village.
Feng Zidao asked, "Is there a zombie in the village?"
Miao Zhu was startled, opened his mouth and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, you should leave quickly."
Then Miao Zhu turned around, entered the lounge door, and closed the door.
Seeing the temple blessing and refusing to say anything further, we withdrew from Sanqing Temple, but we finally gained something.
The first is that Ziyang and the other seven have indeed been here.
The second is that there is indeed something dirty in this village, and there should really be zombies.
But judging from Miao Zhu's expression, it is obvious that he doesn't know about zombies
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