A poem once said: "The wind and rain every year during the Dragon Boat Festival seem to clear up the past grievances of Qu Yuan."

This means that on the Dragon Boat Festival, it is usually accompanied by wind and rain, which seems to express Qu Yuan's grievances.

This world is indeed like this in previous years, but this year it is different.

It had been raining heavily for days, but after Huang Shaohong, Fa Hai, and Bai Qing joined forces to control the flood, for some reason, the rain became lighter and lighter day by day.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, when I woke up early in the morning, although it was still raining in the morning, at three o'clock in the day, the clouds dispersed, the sun shone brightly, and the whole Jiangnan ushered in a rare sunny day.

There were more and more pedestrians on the street. With the joy and the sound of hawking, the people in Jiangnan put aside the dullness caused by the continuous rain in the past few days and immersed themselves in the lively festive atmosphere of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Huang Shaohong spent two days in a row without stopping to refine the flying sword, and finally he was done.

It is estimated that he is the only one in the world who can have such a luxury, spraying a mouthful of blood on the flying sword, which increases the speed of refining the flying sword by tens of millions of times, so that he can refine the flying sword within two days.

Finish.

If it were someone else who made the sword, without ten or eight years of tempering, it would be difficult to succeed.

However, although Huang Shaohong relied on the big red bottle of the 'Super Healing Potion' to be instantly filled with the blood spurted out, and his body was not affected, but after two days of blood spurting, he felt extremely tired.

So when the sword was completed at midnight last night, this guy fell directly on the bed, assumed a sleeping posture, adjusted his breath, and fell asleep soundly.

I slept until three o'clock in the morning. When I woke up, I was awakened by the loud noise in the yard.

After getting up, I stood on the ground and stretched my waist lazily. My whole body immediately crackled, remembering the sound of beans exploding from my bones.

The joints are all opened instantly, the blood circulation is accelerated instantly, and the physical and mental fatigue is instantly dissipated.

"Cool!"

Shaking his neck, Huang Shaohong suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of white light. Immediately, the air in the room was filled with the cold and murderous Geng Gold Sword Qi.

Huang Shaohong made a sword move with his right hand, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the white light began to rotate rapidly around him.

He glanced around and saw the huanghuali tables and chairs placed in the room. He moved his eyes and pointed his hand. The white light flew past like lightning and silently circled around the tables and chairs in an instant.

One hundred and dozens of laps.

Huang Shaohong hooked his fingers, and the white light flew back like an arm. He opened his mouth to swallow it and inhaled it into his body.

When his ears moved, the noise of the fight in the yard seemed to be getting louder, and there was a commotion. Huang Shaohong listened intently, and suddenly showed a look of helplessness:

"I thought it was just two young guys playing around, but it turned out to be these two old guys quarreling!"

Shaking his head, he walked over and opened the door. The moment the door opened, the fresh air from outside blew in with a breeze. The seemingly intact huanghuali tables and chairs in the room suddenly crashed, scattered on the floor, and turned into nails.

Small and large pieces of wood scraps.

Huang Shaohong walked out of the room, followed the sound, and passed through the flower hall. On the table in the flower hall, a pot of rice dumplings exuded the fragrance of rice dumplings.

He picked one up and ate it. It was the most ordinary rice dumpling made with red dates and sugar. It tasted sweet.

Huang Shaohong was eating rice dumplings while looking for the sound. As soon as he walked out of the flower hall, he saw Zhizhuzi chasing Quanzhenzi's blaster in the courtyard in front of the flower hall. The two younger ones, Yiqing and Yining, were chasing after the two elders.

The rear rack.

Four guys, big and small, got into a fight.

Huang Shaohong threw all the rice dumplings in his hand into his mouth, swallowed them in a few mouthfuls, and then shouted: "Stop it, are you going to stir up trouble this early in the morning?"

He was the biggest in the entire Juyuan. When they saw him getting angry, the two elders immediately stopped chasing him, while the two younger ones stood beside the master with some worry.

Zhi Zhuzi just chased Quan Zhenzi, as if he had been wronged a lot. Although he stopped now, he covered his eyes and complained:

"Tianshi, you have to make the decision for Pindao, this old bastard wants to kill Pindao!"

Quan Zhenzi's face was covered with redness, swelling and bruises at this time. It was obvious that he had been beaten hard just now. At this time, he smiled bitterly and said: "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

Before Huang Shaohong could speak, Zhizhuzi scolded angrily: "What a bullshit misunderstanding. You let me misunderstand you. Let me see. If I hadn't been a monk who had been a monk for many years and never killed any living beings, I would have transformed into my original form today and killed you all, big and small."

Swallowed!"

Quan Zhenzi heard what he said was unpleasant, and he immediately became sullen and said angrily: "Bald bastard, I'm warning you, it was my fault just now, but it has nothing to do with my apprentice, so please speak with respect!"

"Old Zamao, I respect your uncle, I respect your face!"

Zhizhuzi also got so excited that he turned all the classic sentences he usually heard from Huang Shaohong into bullets and sprayed them out.

"Bald bastard, say it again!"

"Old bastard, who are you calling bald?"

"What's wrong with you, bald man, bald man!"

"Miscellaneous hair, Zamao!"

Huang Shaohong was so quarreled by them that he was beaten on the head. He shouted with a dark face: "That's enough, shut up!"

Instant silence!

Huang Shaohong looked at the indignant Zhizhuzi, then at the aggrieved Quanzhenzi, and pointed at the latter: "Tell me, what's going on!"

Just when Zhizhuzi was about to stand up and say, why should he say it first, when he saw Huang Shaohong's stern eyes, he immediately shrank.

Quan Zhenzi explained with a wry smile: "What a misunderstanding..."

He immediately explained what had caused the conflict.

It turns out that the Dragon Boat Festival is definitely a big festival in this era, not much different from the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival. Every household must put up lights and decorations to welcome the arrival of the festival.

For the past two days, Huang Shaohong had been practicing sword training in seclusion. Quanzhenzi and Zhizhuzi discussed it and decided that they would take care of the festival, so that the Heavenly Master would not have to worry about it.

The two old men hit it off immediately, making rice dumplings, picking mugwort, placing wooden basins at each door of the chrysanthemum garden, getting some calamus, sunflowers, and five-color paper money and putting them in, all in accordance with local customs.

When Quan Zhenzi traveled around the world with his two disciples, he knew all these folk customs and never missed them every time during the Dragon Boat Festival.

According to folk custom, you have to go to the temple to beg for talismans and Bagua mirrors, which are hung at the door when you first enter to drive away evil spirits.

Quanzhenzi arranged the talismans according to the rules of previous years, but he himself was a Taoist priest, so he did not need to go to the temple to ask for talismans. He drew the talismans and seals himself, and hung them on the door of the flower hall with a illuminated Bagua bronze mirror.

On the beam.

But the problem came, he forgot to know that Zhuzi was a demon.

After he hung up the Bagua mirror to suppress demons and ward off evil spirits, he called Zhizhuzi who was busy at the side and asked him to help him see if it was hung correctly.

Knowing that the beads are also solid, I was afraid that I could not see them clearly, and thought that if they were crooked and did not come out, wouldn't they be beautiful, so I closed one eye and looked at them carefully with the other eye.

It was broken at this time. The Bagua mirror had been illuminated and had Taoist blessings on it. After feeling the faint demonic aura on Zhizhuzi, it reflected the sun's rays and shot out a golden light, hitting Zhizhuzi's eyes.

That eye was shot out!

The two unreliable old Taoists finally realized that Zhizhuzi, a demon, had been shot by the demon-suppressing Bagua Mirror!

Zhizhuzi believed that it was Quanzhenzi who dug a trap to harm him, and Quanzhenzi was also wronged. Didn’t you remember it yourself? If you did, how could you be so stupid as to use one eye to see it?

As soon as the two men started choking, they realized that the beads were coming together more and more. They chased Quan Zhenzi and started beating him. Only then did they wake up Huang Shaohong, who was sleeping soundly.

After hearing this, Huang Shaohong was stunned for a long time, then suddenly laughed loudly and stamped his feet with laughter. These two old guys were so funny.

He is a heavenly master, so Zhizhuzi and Quanzhenzi naturally can't do anything to him. Seeing him laughing so wildly, they can only feel aggrieved secretly.

Huang Shaohong laughed enough, then waved his hands and said: "Oh, my stomach hurts from laughing, so it doesn't matter, it's just the eyes, I will cure it for you right now, but you two are so old,

Can you be more careful next time you do things?"

He smiled and threw out two bottles of healing potion, and asked the two veterans to drink one bottle each. Zhi Zhuzi's eyes returned to normal visibly, and Quan Zhenzi's injured face also recovered as before.

The two old Taoists were surprised and looked envious. They were worthy of being a heavenly master. What they took out casually was like a fairy medicine.

Huang Shaohong asked Quan Zhenzi to take off the Bagua mirror, and then he wrote a couplet and hung it up with his own hands, as long as it was meant to scare evil spirits!

The first couplet is: "The monsters and monsters will go elsewhere!"

The second line is: "Ghosts and demons, please do not enter this door!"

The horizontal comment is: "The Heavenly Master is here!"

As soon as the couplet was hung up, there was a sound of applause immediately, and the two old men slapped their hands red.

Quanzhenzi seemed to be still angry about the chase just now. He turned his head and smiled at Zhizhuzi: "Do you see clearly? Monsters and monsters, please let them go!"

Zhizhuzi cultivated a good temper in the past by cultivating Buddhism. He got angry and took action after his eyes were exploded. Now that his injuries had recovered, he no longer had the same experience as Quanzhenzi. He just smiled and said:

"Don't you understand? A demon that has not entered the Taoist sect is a demon. After entering my Taoist sect, it is no longer a demon. It is called a divine beast!"

Yiqing and Yining both covered their mouths and snickered.

Huang Shaohong used his true energy to write this couplet in handwriting, which naturally had the effect of frightening demons and ghosts. However, after learning from his Tianshi Mansion and being contaminated by the aura of the Taoist sect, he was no longer frightened.

Huang Shaohong looked at his crooked calligraphy with satisfaction and praised: "Good calligraphy!" Then he invited everyone into the flower hall to eat rice dumplings.

The two little guys Yi Qing and Yi Ning couldn't wait for a long time, so they started eating with Tianshi and the two old guys. Then they each happily took one, peeled it off, and took big bites.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of Juyuan. With Qing's permission, he ran to open the door, and soon a young man dressed as a servant came in.

The young man walked to the door of the flower hall and was about to enter. Suddenly, the couplet on the door showed hundreds of rays of light, and the servant screamed and rolled on the spot.

Huang Shaohong swept his eyes, his face sank, and he said coldly:

"Since when do lonely ghosts dare to come and go in the daytime?"

Although the person who came appeared to have nothing unusual in appearance, there was a dark air on his face. Huang Shaohong could tell at a glance that this person must be possessed by a lonely ghost!
To be continued...