Talk about the world of mortals in detail

"Hiss, oh yo."

The bump on Shao Zhen's forehead was swollen. It didn't hurt just to touch the bump, but his whole head felt heavy and painful.

"How can you carry such a bag just sleeping? No. I've already gotten up, haven't I?"

Shao Zhen's thoughts finally became clear. He remembered that he had already gotten up, that he had understood the mystery of the painting god, and that he heard someone calling the door to get out.

But after opening the door, before I could see who was outside, or even react, my head felt dizzy and I lost all subsequent memories.

On the contrary, the previous dream became more and more clear at this moment, and everything in the dream seemed to be happening around me.

Shao Zhen propped up his body and sat up. Because his body was relatively weak, he staggered and fell back.

After he was more stable, Shao Zhen stood up again, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pulled on a thicker piece of clothing and put it on his body, and walked outside step by step.

When I woke up from the dream, looking at the portraits around me felt different.

But after walking around the room, it seemed like there was no one else. Who hit him on the head? Did he knock it on his own?

Shao Zhen walked to the door and found that the door was only closed but not bolted, so he quickly bolted the door and felt a little relieved.

Shao Zhen came to the statue of Xian Sheng Zhenjun and stared blankly at the statue on the black cloth. The statue's eyes were calm, as if it was also looking at him.

"Thank you, True Lord, for your teaching!"

Shao Zhen bowed to the statue of the True Lord, then held the upper shaft of the black cloth with both hands, hung the cloth on the bamboo pole on one side, and then looked at the Hundred Ghosts Picture.

The dream just now was extremely real. In the dream, the hundreds of ghosts were showing their teeth and claws, making them very restless. But in the painting at this moment, although the ghosts still have their own charms, they are still in the painting.

Just like he was not afraid of living things, looking at these paintings now, Shao Zhen felt surprisingly calm.

"After all, I am a painter, and the existence of the fictional objects in the painting is determined by my brush."

Compared to being beaten up by possible outsiders, Shao Zhen no longer has any hesitation when facing his own paintings.

As far as Shao Zhen could see, the energy of all the ghosts in the painting was actually slightly lower, which also made Yi Shuyuan behind him admire him.

Yi Shuyuan could see this feeling intuitively, but as a painter, Shao Zhen could vaguely feel it, and it also made him raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong"

A sudden knock on the door made Shao Zhen tremble.

"It's strange, why is the door closed? Mr. Shao, are you awake? Mr. Shao, please open the door."

Shao Zhen's expression changed.

It was this voice that I heard before I fell into coma!

"Why are there such vicious people? Why are they blocking the door and beating them in broad daylight?"

Shao Zhen muttered, turned around and kept praying to the statue of the True Lord.

"The True Lord is above, please protect me from the True Lord, please protect me from the True Lord."

"Mr. Shao, I asked the doctor to see you. Mr. Shao, please open the door. I was so offended just now. I'm sorry, Mr. Shao."

Lao Miaozhu's voice continued outside. Perhaps he also realized something. He quickly apologized and explained that he had brought a doctor.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the statue and listened, seeming a little dumbfounded. These two people were really interesting.

In the end, Shao Zhen opened the door, and it was true that he was not beaten again. Lao Miao Zhu apologized and took the doctor into the house to see Shao Zhen.

The bump on his forehead was not a big problem, and his head was not damaged. However, the doctor thought that Shao Zhen's vitality was insufficient and asked him to move more, perhaps to make up for it.

By the time the doctor left, it was already dusk.

When only Shao Zhen and Lao Miao Zhu were left, they could finally open the skylight and speak frankly.

Since Shao Zhen was not possessed by the evil spirit, Lao Miao Zhu made his intention clear. The more Shao Zhen listened, the more confused he became, and he also informed Lao Miao Zhu about what happened in the dream.

After confirming each other, you will know that what the holy king said in the dream is true.

"The true king entrusted you with a dream."

It was getting late now, and Laomiao Zhu, who had finished communicating with Shao Zhen, couldn't help but sigh. The two people sitting on the floor looked at the hanging statue of the True King.

There were some situations that Lao Miaozhu didn't say yet, but Shao Zhen said it himself. It was quite right and indeed a bit miraculous, but it was not enough to win people's trust. After all, Xie Sui must also know about this kind of thing.

"It turns out that the kid from Zhoujiazhuang is now at the Zhenjun Temple in Dengzhou!"

"Zhoujiazhuang?"

"Well, I guess I'm right. I'll go back to Zhouzhuang and have a look. If that family's child is really missing, it should be right."

Laomiao Zhu was not worried about Shao Zhen now, because he was obviously protected by the Xiansheng True Monarch, but he was anxious to go to Zhouzhuang to visit.

"It's getting late, why don't you stay here for the night?"

Seeing the old man stand up, Shao Zhen couldn't help but say something in reserve, it was dark and the road was far away, what if something happened.

"Stay here?"

Laomiao Zhu stood up with his mahogany staff, looked around and then looked at the Hundred Ghosts not far away in front of him.

"I would rather walk at night, and although I am old, my bones are stronger than mine. You, please take more supplements and take care of yourself. When I saw you, I thought I was seeing a ghost!"

What Lao Miao Zhu said was a bit exaggerated, but it also made Shao Zhen realize that he had been too slovenly during this period.

He stood up and escorted Lao Miao Zhu to the courtyard. The latter waved his hand, said "Let's go" and hurried away.

"Old man, walk slowly. I will go to the Tutu Temple in a while."

Lao Miao Zhu looked back at Shao Zhen and nodded to understand.

Shao Zhen didn't go back until he could no longer see the old temple blessing. However, he basically didn't eat anything today. He was so hungry that he felt hungry, so he had better go to the kitchen to make a meal first.

But after Lao Miaozhu walked away, he kept looking behind him from the corner of his eyes.

When it was almost time, he looked back and saw that Shao Zhen had already left. Then he moved and immediately changed directions like a monkey.

After going around in a circle, he returned to the courtyard of Shao Zhen's home. He lay low in the back and looked inside with a peach wood stick in his hand.

Although there is a statue of the Holy Lord, how can he leave easily? Night is the key!

Hey, stay overnight?

My old man is holding a mahogany staff, and there is a portrait of the Holy Lord here. If I sleep here in the open, how dare the evil spirits show up?

I have to keep it, but I won’t keep it in front of you!

The old temple wishes people to grow old and mature. Although it is a temple blessing, it is also clear that even if the statue is illuminated, it is still a statue after all, not the true god in person, but it is different with a knowledgeable warlock.

So we need to observe it secretly.

Time passed by, watching Shao Zhen cook and eat, relieve himself and go into the house, and even started to boil water to clean himself, Lao Miao Zhu gradually relaxed in his heart.

At midnight, Lao Miao Zhu left Shao Zhen's home trembling, thinking that he could only do this with his own ability.

It's freezing cold, the north wind is blowing, and it's really hard to walk on the road at midnight.

You can even see some distant tombs on some deserted and remote roadsides, as well as some vague evil spirits.

In order to warm up his body, Laomiao Zhu walked very fast. Although he couldn't see some Qi with his eyes, he could vaguely feel it with his body.

At this time, the peach wood stick is a little on the ground.

After the "Dong~" sound, the surrounding feeling seemed to be "warmer".

Whenever he finished doing this, Lao Miaozhu would pick up the peach wood stick with a smile and touch it.

"Hey, my old peach staff is finally a treasure, a magical weapon that can be passed down."

This old peach stick has never been so easy to use. It also made Lao Miao feel good. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled out the stopper and took a sip.

Inside the bottle is some strong liquor, which can also be regarded as medicinal wine.

Although this special medicinal wine itself cannot bring any warmth, it can relax the muscles and activate blood circulation, making it easier for the body to grow yang energy during exercise and making the body feel warmer.

——

Sure enough, Zhouzhuang had lost his child, and when night fell, he had already mobilized relatives and neighbors in the village to look for him, but naturally he couldn't find him.

Some people also went to the Tu Tu Temple to pray for Tu Tu Po, but none of them were there.

Out of empathy and because the old man was short of sleep, although Lao Miao Zhu arrived home late at night, he still got up early the next day.

Then he hurried to Zhouzhuang, which was not too far away from Tutu Temple, found the family, and informed him that the child might be in Zhenjun Temple.

As for how he knew it, Lao Miaozhu didn't say anything about Shao Zhen for the time being, but told him in a dream given by Tu Tu Po.

Dengzhou City is two hundred and dozens of miles away from here, and for this country, it is a big city, so you need to be prepared to pay for it. It is not something that country people can just leave.

However, Lao Miao Zhu kept letting them relax, saying that if they were really in Zhenjun Temple, Xiansheng Zhenjun would definitely bless the child.

By now, Lao Miaozhu had already believed Shao Zhen's words. He believed that the child would be fine.

——

The third day is also early in the morning on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Outside the Shao family's ancestral house outside Xintian County, Lao Miaozhu came to visit again, this time it was an official visit, and of course Lao Taozhang was still with him.

"Mr. Shao, Mr. Shao"

The sound reached the house, and Shao Zhen, who was still sleeping, quickly got up. This time he opened the door and came out. He no longer looked that sloppy, at least his clothes and hair style were neater.

"It turns out that the old gentleman is here, please come in quickly!"

Shao Zhen went to the courtyard to invite him. Lao Miao wished that he felt refreshed and his complexion was much better than the day before yesterday. The swelling on his forehead was almost gone, but the purple-red mark was still there, and there was a smile on his face.

"Hehehehe, didn't Mr. Shao say he was going to the Zhenjunshou Temple in Dengzhou City? I just happened to be looking for someone from Zhouzhuang, so why don't we go there together?"

As he spoke, Lao Miaozhu looked at the Shao family's ancestral house and looked at Shao Zhendao, who was alone.

"It would be better to reunite their families before the New Year, so that they can feel at ease with each other."

Not only does it bring peace of mind to the reunion of the Zhou family, but it also brings peace of mind to Laomiao. After going to Dengzhou, everything should be solved.

Shao Zhen nodded slightly. He had exactly this intention and planned to go to the Earth Temple today.

"The old gentleman is right!"