Chapter 12 Apprenticeship with the Old Man
Liu Jun returned home and slept until night. Get up, sit there and relax for a while, wash up, and go out. Go to work full of energy.
Now Liu Jun fantasizes in his head that he learned Taoism, earned a lot of money, and even walks like a baby.
First, we walked to the steamed bun stall. This steamed bun stall is at the gate of the community in the morning and evening after get off work. Why is it not there at noon? Well, because the city management is at work.
"Boss, if you want to bring out the steamed buns, ask for the more expensive ones." Liu Junhao said angrily. Look, wages haven't been paid yet, but the momentum and living standards have gone up immediately.
"Meat buns? Nine dollars!" the boss looked at him with a strange look and asked. I wonder what this thing is, why buy a bun to pretend to be rich.
He proudly took out ten dollars, stretched out his hand and waited for the boss to find another dollar. The boss handed the bun and the change to Liu Jun. By the way, he gave him a look of unknown meaning, but he didn't care. He picked up the buns bought for nine yuan and went to wait for the bus. Before the car came, I stuffed the buns one by one. Not to mention, the meat buns were more delicious than the vegetable buns.
Liu Jun was eating steamed buns and wondering whether he should wait until his salary was paid to buy an eDonkey. It's not very convenient to be crowded with buses all the time.
After waiting for a while, I got on the bus. After a while, I arrived at the stop, got off the bus, and came to the door of the store.
The store door was still ajar, Liu Jun took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was just eight o'clock. Mo Li must not have gone downstairs yet. Opening the door, it was pitch dark. Turning on the light, he saw the old man with his eyes closed tightly on the Taishi chair. There was something red around his mouth, like a blood mark. A bunch of murders flashed through Liu Jun's mind at that time, such as assassinations by enemies, evil ghosts seeking revenge, etc.
At that time, he panicked, rushed forward, and pinched the old man's middle man hard.
"Master, master, old man, wake up quickly." Liu Jun shouted anxiously. While thinking about it, he killed his master before he officially became a disciple. What a fate. The old man hadn't taught him Taoism yet. Without Taoism, he couldn't make money. If he couldn't make money, he couldn't afford to eat steamed buns. Yes, this is too tragic. Who is this? To do such a cruel thing to an old man, a bunch of thoughts flashed through Liu Jun's eyes.
"It hurts, it hurts, you little brat, you want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors before you even become a disciple? Why are you pinching me?" the old man suddenly opened his eyes and said. Liu Jun was overly sad when the old man suddenly got up, almost frightening him.
"I'm not anxious. Your eyes are closed tightly and the corners of your mouth look like there is blood. I thought you had gone to the west." Liu Jun replied pretending to be calm.
"Can you speak? You just drove to Hexi. I ate the dragon fruit given to you by Auntie Wang next door. I almost made you pinch it and went to see the ancestor." The old man Looking at Liu Jun suspiciously, he said, this didn't look like someone who could care about him.
"Ah, haha, in desperation, I used too much force. Master, please take me to the apprenticeship ceremony." Liu Jun hurriedly changed the subject.
"Come on, follow me upstairs. Now that you are my official apprentice, you can also go up to the second floor." The old man didn't care and said as he turned and walked upstairs.
Liu Jun followed the old man up the stairs. I walked to the second floor and looked around. It was just an ordinary second floor of a building, nothing special about it. If there is anything special, there is something like a Bagua plate hanging on the wall. The old man opened the door on the right and walked in. Liu Jun looked to the left. Brother Gou was lying on the left side of the door. This should be Mo Li's room.
Brother Gou raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Jun, ignored him, and lay back down again. Haha, this bastard is so arrogant. Liu Jun gave Brother Dog a look of contempt while thinking about it. Perhaps sensing his eyes, Brother Gou stood up with a sigh. He was so frightened that he rushed into the room where the old man entered in three steps and then two steps.
Enter the house and see two portraits on the wall. On the left is a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown. He holds a sword in his left hand and sits on a tiger with auspicious clouds. On the right is a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe holding an astrolabe and a sword at his waist. In front of the portrait is a simple long table with an incense burner in the middle, offerings on both sides, and a turtle shell. Although Liu Jun didn't know why there was a turtle shell there, he generally knew that this thing should be used for fortune telling. There are three futons in front of the table. There is a sword hanging on the side wall. It seems to be quite valuable. It is not inlaid with diamonds but is inlaid with precious stones.
"Come here, let me ask you again in front of the ancestor. When you become my disciple, you will become a real Taoist priest. Because our lineage also inherits divination, you will also have Five disadvantages and three shortcomings. You will also face various dangers, including injury, death, and even death. Are you still willing to become my disciple?" The old man called him over and said to Liu Jun seriously.
"Then what, if I don't become a disciple, will you teach me Taoism?" Liu Jun asked in a low voice.
“No!” The veins in the old man’s temples bulged as he choked out these two words.
"Then what else do you ask? I agree to become a disciple." Liu Jun said. This old man is really interesting. If he doesn't become a disciple, he won't teach Taoism. If he doesn't teach Taoism, he won't be able to make a lot of money. If he can't make a lot of money, he won't be able to eat steamed buns. If he can't eat steamed buns, it will cost him his life. There is no other choice here.
"Kowtow to the Patriarch," the old man said directly, ignoring him. Liu Jun obeyed the instructions honestly. When I got to the futon, I knelt down and kowtowed before getting up.
"What are you standing up for? Three!" the old man said angrily.
"What's so fierce? You didn't say much just now." Liu Jun said forcefully. What happened to the master? There is no need for the master to be reasonable. He is so stubborn, standing on the side of reason, and he is powerful and unyielding.
"Qiang" the old man pulled out the sword and held it in his hand. The sword was bright, and it looked like it had been cut through the blade. If he poked them both, there would probably be a tip left.
Oh, who are you trying to scare? Liu Jun has such a bad temper. However, respecting teachers and respecting morality is a noble virtue that we should have. Liu Jun successfully convinced himself, knelt down on the futon with a plop, and kowtowed three times. He stood up, picked up the incense, bowed solemnly, and put the incense in the incense burner. This smooth and smooth operation left the old man stunned.
"Master, I have finished my worship. What other rituals are there next? I will listen to you honestly." Liu Jun lowered his head respectfully and looked at the big sword in the old man's hand. The old man who knows how to wield a big sword will ask you if you are afraid! Can't afford to offend.
"Since you have joined my sect and become a Taoist, you should have a Taoist nickname. My Taoist nickname is Qingfengzi. When I give it to you later, it will also have the character "子" at the end." The old man was satisfied. He looked at Liu Jun's current appearance and said.
"Yes, yes, it's all up to you." Liu Jun said respectfully.
"I have a new disciple today, please give me a name from the Patriarch." The old man said respectfully to the portrait of the Patriarch.
Then the old man picked up the turtle shell, took out a few copper coins from his arms, stuffed it in, shook it slightly, and poured the coins on the table. Liu Jun and the old man were watching. I saw a few copper coins on the table flashing with golden light. I stacked them together, and the golden light dimmed.
"Thank you, Patriarch, for giving me the name." The old man bowed down and saluted respectfully again.
What's going on? what happened? What did the Patriarch say? Has the name been given? Why didn't I know? A bunch of question marks danced past Liu Jun's mind.
(End of this chapter)