Chapter 15 Jurong
The so-called cultivation of skills is the cultivation of the skills of hands and feet. After all, Senior Brother Chen is an old Taoist priest, so his skills are naturally extraordinary. Although he is not among the best disciples of Maoshan, it is easy for him to deal with the current situation.

Li Daoxuan lay on the car and watched with bright eyes as his senior brother fought with the corpse possessed by the wild ghost. If he was not young and senior brother Chen would definitely not allow him to take action, he would have wanted to go down and practice as well.

After all, he was often taught moves by Uncle Jiu in his dreams, so Li Daoxuan felt that he could still contribute. This was the first time he had seen such a strange scene.

After all, he had been staying in the mountains before, and had only heard about ghosts and zombies from his senior brother, but he had never thought that he would actually see them today. This was beyond Li Daoxuan's expectations, and even made him suspect that he might be in another parallel world.

Let's not talk about the kid's wild thoughts. Brother Chen took the talisman handed by Li Daoxuan and felt something strange in his hand. But before he could figure out what was going on, he heard a hoarse cry. A corpse had already pounced on him and opened its mouth to bite Brother Chen. In this lightning moment, Brother Chen held the exorcism talisman on the head of the corpse.

The talisman flashed, and the words spontaneously ignited without wind. With a flash of red-yellow light, the ghost attached to the corpse was pushed out of the corpse. The ghost screamed, and its shallow and erratic form dissipated like smoke. The corpse stood on the ground in a daze, and the corpse-driving craftsman immediately pasted the talisman on it.

When Senior Brother Chen saw this, he knew that his junior brother had given him a real spiritual talisman. His confidence was immediately boosted, and he defeated the four corpses in a row with great momentum.

After all the rioting corpses were subdued, the corpse driver finally recovered his breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Then he solemnly thanked Brother Chen: "Thank you for your help, Taoist priest. Otherwise, I would have been in great trouble today."

Without the help of Senior Brother Chen, it would not be so easy to deal with these four corpses possessed by wild ghosts. The corpse driver himself might even be killed, and these corpses would also harm the surrounding people.

If it cannot be stopped in time, the corpse will turn into a zombie, which will be a real problem. It is for this reason that the corpse driver is very grateful and took out a few ingots of silver and handed them to Brother Chen.

Senior Brother Chen naturally accepted it without hesitation, and warned the corpse driver: "Since you have entered this line of work, you should know that you cannot get close to women before driving corpses. Otherwise, you will lose your yang energy and six senses, and cause disasters like tonight. Fortunately, my junior brother has the real talisman in his hand, otherwise it will be troublesome."

"Boy, remember the Taoist's teachings." The corpse driver's forehead was sweating and his palms were shaking slightly. People in their line of work naturally know a lot of taboos. Thinking of the mistakes he made today, he was still frightened.

Mumbling to himself that he must not be tempted by women in the future, the corpse driver rang the bell again, gathered the corpses together and continued on his journey.

Watching the corpse driver walk away, Senior Brother Chen rubbed his wrist and let out a long sigh. Tonight was indeed very thrilling. After all, he didn't bring any magic tools or talismans with him when he went down the mountain. Without the help of his junior brother, facing these corpses would be dangerous. Now that he can get through it safely, he feels a lot more relieved.

Senior Brother Chen jumped on the carriage, and the driver was quite enthusiastic towards him. He asked for food to be brought, and even gave Senior Brother Chen a quilt to rest on.

The other people in the car naturally had no objection, after all, the Taoist priest saved their lives. So the others also stuffed some things to express their gratitude, to repay Brother Chen for saving their lives.

Although the villagers in the car were illiterate, they were actually the most abiding group of people when it came to ethics and morality. It was common sense to repay a favor, and the villagers also knew how to be grateful.

Li Daoxuan took advantage of his senior brother and had a place to lie on. Senior Brother Chen thoughtfully spread out the quilt so that he could lie comfortably. He also handed over a few ingots of silver and placed them in front of him.

"This is yours." Senior Brother Chen said with a smile. "Ah?! Senior Brother, I didn't do anything, did I? Isn't this what you just risked your life to earn? Why did you give it to me?" Li Daoxuan was puzzled and didn't take the silver ingots. Instead, Senior Brother Chen forced it on him and insisted that he take it.

"If it weren't for your few talismans, I wouldn't have been able to subdue those corpses. Such talismans are hard to come by, and I'm sure they were given to me by the temple master for self-protection. How can I use them for free? Please accept them, and don't refuse." Senior Brother Chen's words were very firm, and Li Daoxuan could only accept them as he couldn't refuse. As for the rarity of the talismans mentioned by his senior brother, he scratched his head and didn't feel comfortable explaining any more.

After all, it's impossible to say that all these talismans were drawn by him, so it's not that difficult, right? After saying this, Li Daoxuan felt that his senior brother was about to break off all ties with him.

There is no other way, Senior Brother. I am just hiding it from you for now. Li Daoxuan comforted himself.

After the corpse-driving incident, there was no other disturbance in the night. When the sky was white and the roosters crowed, the driver drove the carriage slowly on the road, and he shouted at the top of his voice and sang folk songs.

"On the first day of the first lunar month, I went to visit my husband. We chatted about family matters. The seven words we talked about were: a couple who live a hundred years together. On the first day of the second lunar month, I went to visit my husband. He was busy writing articles. Nine out of ten articles were good. He was so tired that his face turned yellow..."

The driver sang loudly but powerfully, and everyone in the car listened quietly. Li Daoxuan fell asleep to the song, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived in Jurong.

Jurong was established as a county in the first year of Yuanshuo in the Western Han Dynasty, and has a history of more than 2,000 years. Located in southern Jiangsu, it is connected to Zhenjiang in the east and Jinling in the west. It is the southeastern gateway of Nanjing. It is known as the "New Eastern Suburb of Nanjing and the Imperial Garden of Jinling".

As we gradually entered Jurong, we began to see more people on the road. Merchants were constantly coming and going, and porters were going to and from work. Stores were open for business, and smoke was curling up on both sides of the road. People in thick cotton clothes were coming and going, selecting items to prepare for the new year.

The driver drove the carriage to a gathering place, saying that they would replenish supplies here before continuing on their journey. So everyone going to Jinling got off the carriage and wandered around Jurong.

Senior Brother Chen's home was in Jurong, so they separated from Li Daoxuan when they arrived here. When he heard that the driver started the journey at 3 p.m., he invited Li Daoxuan to his home for a visit.

Li Daoxuan had no objection, he also wanted to see what Senior Brother Chen's home looked like. Walking along the streets, the roads were all muddy after the snow melted. Compared with the spacious streets and clean cement roads in later generations, this kind of muddy path was everywhere. Even in the capital, not all the roads were bluestone roads.

The houses on both sides of the streets are neat and tidy, with high walls surrounding the courtyards. Looking around, there are densely packed flat-tile houses, with a few protruding attics on the first or second floor. But compared to the mud houses in the countryside, the wooden tile houses here are obviously much cleaner.

Occasionally, he could hear the barking of dogs coming from the house next door, and Li Daoxuan felt a sense of freshness in the countryside.

When they arrived at Senior Brother Chen's house, they saw a boy and a girl sitting at the door playing with sand. Senior Brother Chen called out from a distance, and the two children turned around with joyful expressions. They rushed towards Senior Brother without even wiping their hands, which made Li Daoxuan frown.

I'm afraid that Senior Brother's clothes will have to be washed again, Li Daoxuan thought with some gloating.

(End of this chapter)