Chapter 75 Order Jiang Lin knelt before the statue of the Emperor and did not leave for a long time. Only after the three incense sticks had burned out did Jiang Lin stand up, burn three more, and then leave the main hall. He looked up at the sky and it was already noon. So Jiang Lin turned and walked into the backyard kitchen. Soon, two dishes and two large steamed buns were placed out. "Tuk tuk..." Jiang Lin was just about to eat when he heard a knock on the door of the Taoist temple. Who is coming? Jiang Lin put down the steamed bun in his hand, walked to the door of the gym and opened it. In front of me is a girl wearing grey clothes and a ponytail. The girl looked to be no more than 28 years old, and she was carrying a large bamboo box on her back, like the ones carried by scholars taking exams.
"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable." Jiang Lin bowed and asked with a smile, "Are the believers praying for blessings or worshipping the gods?" "I have met this Taoist brother." The girl responded with the same Taoist courtesy, grinning with her snow-white teeth shining brightly. "I came from Yuexiu Mountain and walked here. I beg you to stay here for a few days." Jiang Lin was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly realized that the girl in front of him was a Kun Taoist. But after hearing her request, Jiang Lin looked her up and down, his expression unchanged, and smiled, "The deserted residence is small and cramped, and there are no rooms for guests to stay in. Daoist friend, you should look for another place." "what?" The girl was stunned for a moment, scratched her head, as if she was recalling something, patted her forehead suddenly, and said, "Brother, please wait a moment." After saying that, he ran to an empty corner and disappeared with a jump. Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and stopped in front of the Taoist temple waiting as he was told. Not long after, the girl came running again, but her image had changed greatly. The original grey tights were replaced with a neat Taoist robe. A blue Taoist robe with round collars inside and outside, sleeves one foot and four inches wide, as long as the hands, a Hunyuan scarf, high-waisted cloth socks, and blue cloth double-eye shoes. "I've met Brother Dao." The girl saluted again. Jiang Lin did not refuse this time. He stepped aside to open the door and said, "Fellow Daoist, please come in." "Thank you." "hey-hey……"
The girl returned the greeting very seriously, but in the end she couldn't help laughing. When she entered the Taoist temple, the first thing she saw was the statue of Wang Lingguan. She was immediately attracted and couldn't help but walk over. Jiang Lin was not surprised and watched her from behind. But who would have thought that after offering incense and paying respects, the girl squatted beside the statue of Wang Lingguan, staring at an object with her big eyes. Jiang Lin looked over with some confusion and found that the girl was staring at a mottled and damaged portrait of Wang Lingguan, the same one that was in front of the gate of Ziwei Temple. This was painted by Jiang Lin's master himself. Although Wang Lingguan already had a statue, Jiang Lin did not put this painting aside, but enshrined it separately. "My fellow Taoist, what are you doing..." The girl was awakened by Jiang Lin's voice. She stood up reluctantly and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Nothing, nothing." After saying this, he straightened his clothes and walked towards the main hall, but on the way he kept looking back and staring at the portrait. Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes, as if he had thought of something, but did not ask any further questions. After entering the main hall, the girl bowed and worshipped the statue of the emperor meticulously. After offering incense, the girl stood up and saw Jiang Lin walking towards her holding a booklet. "Fellow Daoist, according to the rules of our sect, those who place an order must inform us of their origins, names, lineage, generation, and master's taboo." Jiang Lin held the booklet in one hand and the brush in the other, and said with a smile. "It should be." The girl nodded, suddenly covered her stomach, her small nose twitched, she swallowed secretly, and scratched her head embarrassedly. "Brother, can you...eat something first? To be honest, I haven't had a drop of water for three days." Hearing this, Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Then let's eat and talk at the same time?" "Yeah!" The girl's eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to follow Jiang Lin to the backyard kitchen. "Then I..." She pointed to the vegetables and steamed buns on the table. "Please come in, fellow Taoist. You're welcome." Jiang Lin smiled and nodded. The girl immediately pounced on him. I don't know how she did it. Although she still followed the etiquette when eating and took small bites, in just a short moment, the steamed bun as big as her head went into her stomach. Seeing this, Jiang Lin opened a cabinet and took out two steamed buns. "Daoyou, I'll heat some for you..." "Thank you, Brother Dao. No need to bother. Cold ones are fine too!" The girl accepted everything offered and took the big steamed bun from Jiang Lin's hand. She ate two more in a moment.
When she finished eating, she looked down and found that the two plates were cleaner than if they had been licked by a dog. This made her blush and she scratched her head embarrassedly. Jiang Lin didn't care, he just smiled and said: "It is common for us monks to sleep in the open air. It is also right for fellow monks in the Ten Directions Monastery to support each other. Don't be embarrassed, fellow monk." "If you are not full, I will make two more dishes?" "No, no, I'm full." The girl quickly shook her head and said, "Thank you, Brother Daoist! This is the best meal I have had in over a month." "Since you are full, then..." Jiang Lin raised the booklet in his hand. "Please ask, fellow Daoist." The girl nodded and sat upright with her back straight, like a primary school student waiting for her teacher to ask her questions. Jiang Lin sat opposite her across the table. "May I ask your Dharma name, your teacher, which mountain and temple you practice in, what is your Dharma lineage, and what is your teacher's taboo name?" Upon hearing this, the young girl bowed and said, "My name is Miaoqing, and I practice in the Sanyuan Palace on Yuexiu Mountain. I was accepted as a disciple by my senior brother on behalf of my master, and I have never met my master." Miao Qing paused, raised his eyebrows proudly, and said, "My master's name is Chisongzi, and his given name is... Huang Chuping." Jiang Lin couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this. At the same time, I also understood why Miaoqing couldn't take her eyes off the portrait of Wang Lingguan. Then he solemnly recorded it in the book, raised his head and smiled, "If that's the case, there's no need to examine the scriptures. Please follow me, fellow Taoist." After saying that, he stood up and Miaoqing followed closely. On the way, Jiang Lin asked, "How long will you plan to place the order?" "When I left the monastery to practice, my master ordered me to go into the forest and climb the mountain as a training." Miao Qing carried the bamboo box on her back and smiled a little embarrassedly: "If I wasn't really hungry and tired, I wouldn't have found this place. I think I can rest for two or three days." Jiang Lin nodded and looked at Miao Qing with some surprise. Enter the forest whenever you see one, climb the mountain whenever you see one. In this era, it is not just a picnic. There are countless evil spirits and ghosts lurking in the forests and mountains, and there are countless bandits and villains. It is not an easy task to come all the way from Yuexiu Mountain. This female crown is also a ruthless person. Jiang Lin sighed in his heart, and took Miao Qing to the guest room, saying: "There are few people in this deserted house, and the guest room is not well maintained. I have to clean it up myself." "It's okay, it's okay. It's good to have a bed to sleep on." Miaoqing didn't dislike it at all. Instead, she nodded happily. She didn't know how long it had been since she had a good sleep in bed.
"Then fellow Taoist, please pack up first. I have some things to do outside." Jiang Lin nodded, and felt at ease letting Miaoqing stay alone in his own Taoist temple. It is impossible for the mortal disciple of Taoist Master Chisongzi to have thoughts about the ghost realm. However, Miaoqing did not nod this time, but spoke softly. "What Brother Dao wants to do should be related to the ghost fetus in Hangzhou, right?" (End of this chapter)