"Aunt Lu, please make a pot of tea and get it upstairs, thank you!" Walking out of the ancestral hall, Sun Ting led Zhang Guozhong to the terrace on the second floor and sat next to the round table. After somehow, Alxun brought a large leather box. The box was opened, and it was full of brush letters, notes, black and white photos, old books and other things from the old society.

"Are you the head of the Maoshan Dao Sect?" Sun Ting personally poured tea for Zhang Guozhong.

"If you want to change it, just like a fake one." Zhang Guozhong didn't know what Sun Ting sold in this gourd at this moment. "My teacher Ma Chunyi Zhenren is Maoshan, the head of the two sects of Quanzhen. The uncle of the subordinate, Ma Sijia, the 151st generation of Maoshan, died early due to the war, so he handed over the Maoshan sect to the master Yu. Later, the master died in order to save the subordinate, and the position of the two sects is now temporarily taken."

"Oh, the heads of the two sects, do you recognize this person?" Sun Ting picked up an old yellow photo and handed it to Zhang Guozhong. The photo was a photo of a Taoist and a foreigner, looking from the foreigner to the big sideburns of his beard. The photo should have been taken in the 18th century.

"I don't know." Zhang Guozhong was almost crying. Even if he was the head of two sects, it would be a bit unreliable to get a photo from a century ago to recognize him.

"This person's Taoist name is...Yun Lingzi..." Sun Ting sighed, as if there was something unspeakable.

"Yun Lingzi!?" A strong sense of déjà vu immediately surged into Zhang Guozhong's heart, "Why is this name so familiar?" After a while of thinking, Zhang Guozhong suddenly remembered that his master mentioned this person, and he was very sure of his cultivation, and even had a little admiration. However, his conclusion was to "recognize the thief as his father, sell the country for honor", and denounced him as "a scum of the Taoist sect that humiliates his master." However, when Zhang Guozhong asked about the causes and consequences, Ma Zhenren kept shook his head and was unwilling to say in detail, saying that he helped the Japanese devils steal national treasures and led the anti-Japanese soldiers to die inexplicably.

"This person seems to be... a traitor? I remember, it seems to be..." Zhang Guozhong didn't know if the Yun Lingzi in Sun Ting was the same person as the Yun Lingzi mentioned by his master. Because looking at this photo, it was probably taken in the 18th century. This Taoist priest seemed to be quite young. At that time, the Japanese had not launched an invasion of China. If they say a word wrong at this time, there would be only one consequence, which would be embarrassing.

"Yes, that's right..." Sun Ting said helplessly, "It's this person, Master Zhang, you remember correctly."

"Oh..." Zhang Guozhong let out a long sigh, "This person... my master treats him..." Seeing that he had met, Zhang Guozhong was about to give all the words of his master scolding Yun Lingzi back then, and suddenly felt that Old Liu kept kicking him secretly, "My master... was not very good to him..." Zhang Guozhong was not stupid either. When he saw that Old Liu's eyes were wrong, he stopped the topic and didn't say much in cursing.

"It's okay, I understand..." Sun Ting smiled, "But, Master Zhang, some things are not what you and your mentor imagined. Since you are a Taoist sect, I want to take this opportunity to tell you a story. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Listen attentively!" This sentence is exactly what Zhang Guozhong thought. Zhang Guozhong has no other hobbies, he just likes to listen to stories, especially inquire about some unknown secret history. If this mentality is in today's society, it may be considered a relatively "gossip".

"Do you know something like 'corpse refining kiln'?" Seeing that Zhang Guozhong seemed very interested, Sun Ting relaxed a lot and immediately opened up the conversation.

Near Xingdoushan, Shien County, Hubei Province, there is a small mountain village called Changjiaying. There are 48 people in the village, which can be regarded as a real small mountain village. On weekdays, villagers grow some places themselves, dig some medicinal materials from the mountains, pick some mountain goods to sell them in the county town or exchange them directly with others. This is also a paradise life. In this small village that is self-sufficient all year round, even the awareness of money is very weak. When you see gold ingots, you don’t see rice in sacks. There are basically no people in the village who have seen ingots; most of them have lived a life of life.

The products are directly exchanged for medicinal materials or mountain goods; this village has never had so-called landlords, and there is not even a village chief. The village's major affairs are decided by the highest-ranking people in the village. If this senior person dies, he will change the second-ranking people. In Changjiaying, as long as he is of a senior, no matter what his IQ is, as long as he is not a fool, he will be able to stand at the position of the highest leader one day. In fact, to put it bluntly, their so-called major affairs are nothing more than weddings, funerals, and having children. What else can there be in a small mountain village with a population of about 40?

However, one day, something really happened. This big thing was not because someone married a wife and had children, but because the family came.

At the end of the 21st year of Daoguang (1841), a carriage came to the village. The person who drove the car seemed to be a scholar, wearing a melon-shaped hat and a green satin robe. The person who was sitting in the car was a young woman with two children in her arms. She looked like a family with the person who drove the car.

The first thing this family did when they arrived in the village was to find someone to build a house. They moved large and small items from the car. Many of them were the most knowledgeable things in this village. They went to the county town the most times and had never seen people before, such as magnifying glasses...

In the old society, the villagers were very simple and enthusiastic. Although they didn't know each other, they were very welcome to the people who had "see the world" who had just moved to the village. At that time, Chang Laoxi, the head of the village, not only personally served wine to welcome the family, but also sent the strong men in the village to build two rooms for the family, and they didn't take any money. The family was also very moved. From then on, the "boss" who drove the bus opened a private school in his house. Not only did he teach the children in the village to read and read for free, but he also took the villagers' pulse and medical treatment for free. The price was just that the children's homes could give the whole family some food to make their lives.

The "car boss" who drove the car was named Ding Yi. Because he was knowledgeable and knew how to take pulses and treat diseases, within half a year, his prestige in the village soon became comparable to that of Chang Laoxi, the person in charge. Chang Laoxi was also a person who liked to make friends. He didn't care about his age and directly worshipped Ding Yi. From then on, the villagers began to call Ding Yi the Ding family, and Chang Laoxi himself simply retreated to the second line. Ding Yi made the decision on major and minor affairs in the village.

At the end of the 22nd year of Daoguang (1842), several people in the village went to exchange New Year's goods. Suddenly, they saw that the three floors and three floors inside the city gate were surrounded by people. Shien County is a small county with traffic blocked and no major issues over the years. Nowadays, people on the three floors outside and three floors here are people who have recruited son-in-laws in the county? Several people came forward and saw that it was a notice to arrest criminals with a graphic image. There was a big red seal printed on the notice. Although these people were illiterate, the person who painted the notice could recognize that this was the Ding Ding family in his own village?

This is really like a bolt from the blue for these simple mountain people. The person in charge of the village was a criminal offender of the imperial court! My mother, what crime did he commit? Killing and setting fires? Killing and robbing families? Unlike, Ding's family is a scholar, with no power to tie a chicken. Not to mention robbing families, the mountain goods in the village are hanging on the street every day, and there is no small number of them?

Among these people, there is a man named Chang Sishan. He is brave and generous. His father was cured by Ding's family when he got sick. His son also studied and read in Ding's family. So he felt that the person on the notice looked like Ding's family at most, and he was definitely not Ding's family himself. In order to confirm his thoughts, Chang Sishan found someone who seemed to be a little knowledgeable and asked what was written on the notice, what was the surname Qin's figurine named and what was the serious crime he committed. Why did this notice be posted by Shi En.

In fact, the person Chang Sishan asked was not literate, but in front of this countryman, he was embarrassed to say that he could not literate, so he began to make up with Chang Sishan, saying that the person on the notice was named Xia (the character T is similar to the character Xia. This guy thought for a long time and only remembered the character Xia was probably in this shape). He committed a serious crime of treason, and he wanted to be executed immediately and implicated the nine tribes.

Chang Sishan didn't know what it was to kill Li Jue and implicate the Nine Clans, but when he heard that the person who was going to arrest in the notice was not named Ding, he felt relieved. He exchanged some rice and flour with a few people and returned to Changjiaying. However, Chang Sishan became more cautious. After returning to the village, he asked the other people not to mention the notice to the villagers. Instead, he secretly touched Ding's family in the middle of the night and told the matter.

What Chang Sishan never expected was that when Ding Ding heard the announcement, he would implicate the nine tribes. His face suddenly turned blue and he sat on the chair, almost dying. This made Chang Sishan scare. As the saying goes, he is guilty only by being a thief. Could it be that the person on the announcement is really Ding Ding?

After feeding two mouthfuls of water, Ding Yi gradually regained consciousness and knelt down to Chang Sishan with a thud. He begged Chang Sishan not to tell this matter out of the matter. The head of the family kneels down to himself, and he also has kindness to himself. In the old society, this was a matter of life-saving. Ding Yi knelt down like this, so scared Chang Sishan immediately knelt down, and kowtowed with a loud bang, keeping shouting, "I dare not accept the head of the family's courtesy... I dare not accept the benefactor's courtesy..."

After supporting Chang Sishan and stood up, Ding Yishou told a ridiculous history in tears.

It turns out that Ding Yi was the most famous fortune teller in Beijing. He was smart by nature. He learned the technique of yin and yang at the age of thirteen. At the age of fourteen, he had already set up a stall in the Tianqiao to see people's faces. Ding Yi was not named Ding, and the name Ding Yi could only be regarded as a "peeping name (the so-called "peeping name is a pseudonym used when peeping into the secrets of heaven). As for his real name, Ding Yi never told anyone. Except for his parents, masters and a few close friends, basically no one knew it, but almost everyone in the entire Beijing city knew that there was such a Ding Shenxiang in Tianqiao, who looked at the characters and hexagrams and hexagrams.

When Ding sees the appearance, he first has to make three rules for the guest. The first is not to have a hexagram, the second is not to have children, the second is not to have children, and the third is not to have a grudge. Because these three problems are all first-class secrets. Whether it is not to say or to talk nonsense, the guest will say that you can't calculate it or not to calculate it accurately, smash your own plaque, and say it will reduce your life. So Ding Yi simply doesn't count it. Using modern nouns should be considered "strong sense of self-protection."

As the saying goes, sitting in your house with a closed door, disaster comes from the sky. One day in November of the 21st year of Daoguang, Ding Yi had an ominous premonition when he opened his eyes early in the morning. He wanted to divine a divination for himself, but after hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't divine this divination. He thought that he was a fortune teller, so what could he do? (A fortune teller generally was unwilling to divine a divination for himself, just like traditional Chinese medicine was unwilling to take medicine for himself)

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a chaotic sound of footsteps outside.

"Open the door!" As soon as the footsteps stopped, a sound of smashing the door like a house demolishing the house followed one after another. The sound of knockers was like the rich man who was looking for a tenant who was hiding debts. He wanted to smash the two broken wooden doors.

"Who?" Ding Yi got out of the floor and opened the door by himself (at that time his wife had just given birth and was still in confinement, so it was inconvenient to get out of the floor). "Hey... are you..." Ding Yi was stunned on the spot, and his legs began to shiver involuntarily...
Chapter completed!