stjorthotic Chapter 6: The Purple Qi Comes from the East - A Chapter of Response!
Chapter 6: The Purple Qi Comes from the East - A Chapter of Response!
"but……"
Jiang Rongrong thought for a moment, then took out her phone and pointed it at the scorched hole on the floor.
I also took several photos of that broken door lock from different angles.
"Keep a copy."
Jiang Rongrong looked at the damage in the photo, which seemed almost impossible to cause by human hands.
He said in a low voice, "Although she definitely won't believe it, I should still mention it briefly if I have the chance in the future."
"If there really is a problem with the feng shui of this house, then I'll have done my duty to warn you."
After taking the photos, Jiang Rongrong looked out the window at the completely dark sky, and that feeling of fear surged up again.
Although the Taoist priest said the ghost had been exorcised, the villa remained empty.
Coupled with the mess on the ground, it's just creepy no matter how you look at it.
"Alright, alright, stop watching."
Jiang Rongrong pulled Song Qiaoyun up abruptly, her voice somewhat hurried.
"It's too late, the longer I stay, the more uneasy I feel."
"Let's get someone to handle the renovations tomorrow during the day. Let's hurry up and go!"
"Let's go! I don't want to stay a second longer!"
Song Qiaoyun nodded vigorously, like she was pounding garlic.
The two grabbed their bags and fled the villa as if they were escaping.
They didn't even bother to lock the door properly, since the lock was already broken anyway.
……
At this moment, at the bus stop outside the villa area.
The evening breeze was a bit stronger than before.
Lin Jinian stood below the platform, the hem of his blue Taoist robe fluttering in the wind gently patting his calves.
He looked up at the night sky obscured by dark clouds, then took out his old cell phone to check the time.
It's seven o'clock.
Lin Jinian shook his head helplessly.
The last rural bus back to the village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain departs at 6:30 PM.
"Looks like we won't be able to go back to the temple tonight."
Lin Jinian was calculating in his mind that the city's buses were still running, with the last bus not running until 10 o'clock.
"Let's take a bus to the West Bus Station first."
"There are many cheap small hotels over there. I'll just stay there for the night and go back to the mountain early tomorrow morning."
Anyway, I have the huge sum of 2,500 yuan that I just earned in my phone right now.
Lin Jinian was very confident and didn't feel bad about staying in a cheap hotel that cost a few dozen yuan.
Before the car arrived, Lin Jinian's mind stirred slightly.
The book of incense and Taoist teachings, which had been floating deep in my mind, was turned once more.
As the golden light swirled, a pale golden talisman appeared out of thin air in his palm.
This is the reward I got from killing that ghost just now: the Golden Light Amulet.
Lin Jinian carefully examined the talisman under the dim light of the street lamp.
Unlike ordinary talismans on the market, this talisman feels warm and smooth to the touch.
The runes drawn on it shimmered faintly, as if they contained some kind of living rhythm.
Information about this talisman clearly surfaced in my mind:
[Item: Golden Amulet]
[Efficacy: Contains the righteous energy of Taoism, which can continuously resist the invasion of evil spirits and protect the body.]
[Incantation: Golden light swiftly appears, covering and protecting the true person.]
"The formula..."
Lin Jinian gently stroked the surface of the talisman with his fingers, silently reciting the eight words in his mind.
Although there were no evil spirits around, he could sense them.
This talisman contains an extremely pure and powerful force.
"This is a true magical artifact."
Two blinding headlights pierced the night in the distance.
A somewhat empty bus slowly pulled up.
With a hiss, the car came to a stop in front of the platform.
With a flick of his wrist, Lin Jinian carefully tucked the golden amulet into his pocket.
The car door opened, and the driver was a middle-aged man.
Upon seeing Lin Jinian's antique-style Taoist robe, the driver paused for a moment.
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more, just glanced at her a couple more times.
The carriage wasn't crowded; a few migrant workers and students were scattered around.
They saw a young man wearing a Taoist robe and with his hair in a bun get into the car.
Several curious and strange glances were cast over as well.
Some people were whispering, while others were secretly taking pictures with their phones.
In this modern metropolis, Taoist priests do indeed seem like outliers who stepped out of an ancient costume drama set.
Lin Jinian remained calm and ignored these stares.
Cultivating the Tao requires cultivating the mind. If you have to care about even these worldly views, then what kind of Tao are you cultivating?
He went straight to the last row and sat down by the window.
As the bus started moving, Lin Jinian closed his eyes, his mind once again sinking into his thoughts.
The Treatise on the Auspicious Omens of Purple Qi Coming from the East.
"The Great Dao is formless, yet it gives birth to heaven and earth; the Great Dao is without emotion, yet it governs the sun and moon..."
As Lin Jinian read, the words seemed to transform into the profound pronouncements of the Great Dao, echoing in his mind.
This is not just a scripture, but a key.
A key to unlocking the secrets of the human body and connecting with the energy of heaven and earth.
"Guiding Qi into the body...building the foundation and cultivating vitality..."
Lin Jinian silently pondered these words in his heart.
As a Taoist disciple, he had heard these words countless times from his master's stories since he was a child.
In the past, this was just a legend, a myth, a tale used to fool pilgrims.
But now, this exercise clearly tells him the direction of his meridians.
The way the Qi was sensed was so real it was terrifying.
Lin Jinian opened his eyes and looked out the window at the neon lights of the bustling city casting long shadows on the glass.
His eyes became more profound than ever before.
He silently whispered to the void in his heart:
"Master..."
"You said there are no ghosts or gods in this world."
"But now it seems..."
"But this world... seems to be much more wonderful than you imagine."
Lin Jinian felt the faint, eager energy within his body, and a complex smile appeared on his lips.
"This world contains both demons and monsters, as well as the natural order."
"What you failed to do—revitalize Qingyun Temple—your disciple may... truly be able to do."
"Clatter".
A drop of icy rain hit the car window, spreading out in a transparent spray.
The dense raindrops, like beads from a broken string, pattered against the car window.
It's raining.
The neon lights outside the window shone through the rain-soaked glass.
It refracts into patches of bizarre and colorful light.
Reflected on Lin Jinian's handsome and serene face,
The blue Taoist robe was tinged with a mysterious color.
Lin Jinian stood under the bus stop.
A few dim streetlights were still lit at the distant bus station.
But the gate was tightly shut, and the surroundings were deserted, with only the rain relentlessly washing the ground.
The splashing water wetted the hem of Lin Jinian's Taoist robe.
It was damp and stuck to my calves, feeling a little cold.
But Lin Jinian didn't care; he tightened his grip on the inside pocket of his Taoist robe.
His old smartphone lay there, locked away with the 2500 yuan he had just received.
The weight of this money was heavier than the baggage on his back, and it also brought him a greater sense of peace.
"Let's find a place to stay first."
Lin Jinian avoided the puddles on the road, his gaze sweeping over the flashing neon signs on both sides of the street.
"Royal Dynasty Hotel?"
It looks too expensive; I won't stay there.
"A budget chain hotel?"
I heard it costs two or three hundred yuan a night, that's too extravagant.