Chapter 1: What is your name, Taoist Priest?

Chapter 1: What is your name, Taoist Priest?

Chapter 1: What is your name, Taoist Priest?

Lu Shinian and Xu Yichi first met in a small teahouse at Yaoshan Temple.

A young girl in her early twenties was holding a cup of hot tea, huddled carefully and reservedly in a chair that was a little too big for her. The sunlight passed through the window lattice, leaving two sparse shadows on her cheeks.

His gaze stayed on her face for only a moment, then quickly turned to the top of the girl's head. All the evil spirits in the world were exposed by the bright sun, and he saw large patches of mottled and fancy red on her body...

Ghostly.

No, to be precise, it should be some evil spirit mixed with ghost spirit.

...This girl might have accidentally stepped into some monster's lair in the deep mountains and forests.

Lu Shinian's eyes flickered slightly, then he raised his hand and gently knocked on the door frame of the tea room.

The girl, who was originally holding her tea in a daze, turned around at the sound, caught a glimpse of the person coming, and hurriedly stood up and put down the tea in her hand.

"You, you are the one that Taoist Chen was talking about..." Xu Yichi felt extremely embarrassed, and his fingers subconsciously tightened the corner of his clothes.

In mid-September, the fashion in Xinchuan was scorching hot. She looked at the thin young man in front of her who was only a few years older than her and was wearing a Taoist robe, and a trace of hesitation flashed across her eyes uncontrollably.

——When Taoist Master Chen asked her to come and find his disciple, she thought that the person would be a powerful and capable man over fifty years old with a long beard.

I didn't expect to be so young.

But can a young Taoist priest like this solve the problems she faces...

Xu Yichi hesitated, and his already nervous mood became even more nervous because of this hesitation.

Lu Shinian pretended not to notice the hesitation in her eyes, and just clasped his fists and said "mercy".

"Master Xu, I am Lu Shinian, a disciple of the Taoist Master Changqing of Yaoshan Temple." The young man bowed his hands with lowered eyebrows. He first introduced his master and name, and after a while, he reluctantly added his Taoist name, "...Taoist name Jiazi."

“…Ah?” Xu Yichi was confused, and he tilted his head and twisted himself into the cow cat in the emoticon package.

When Lu Shinian heard the damn noise, he was filled with inexplicable grief and indignation: "...Yes, you heard it right."

"I am Lu Shinian, a disciple of Yaoshan Temple, and my Taoist name is Jiazi."

"——It's the 'clip', the 'clip' of the dead clip, the 'clip' in your mind!"

The more Lu Shinian spoke, the more he felt his defenses broken. When he thought about how he had easily accepted the Taoist name given to him by his own master two years ago when he was young, ignorant and frivolous, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

Xu Yichi on the other side blinked slowly after hearing his typical broken pot talk: "Why is it called 'clip'?"

——Which good person has this name!
"Because 'Lu Shinian'." The young man sniffed heavily, "It sounds like 'sixty years'."

——Sixty years make up a Jiazi.

"…Then why not call it 'Jia Zi'?" The little girl scratched her head in confusion - "Jia Zi" sounds more reasonable.

"Because." Lu Shinian was about to cry. "My master - the Taoist Master Chen you mentioned - wants to hear me introduce myself as 'I am the Taoist Master of Yaoshan Temple'!"

"He thought it was a very pleasant thing to think about."

"Yeah... I am happy indeed." Xu Yichi nodded almost instinctively. The next moment, she suddenly realized that what she did was like rubbing salt into someone's wounds. She quickly faked a laugh and said, "Ah ha, cough, that's it."

"Master Jiazi, why don't you stop worrying about this issue... Since Master Chen gave you this Taoist name, he must have his own intentions."

"Master Xu," Lu Shinian, who heard those four words unexpectedly, instantly became alert, "Please don't call me 'Master Jiazi'."

——Call him Master Lu, “Master Lu” thank you!
He doesn't want to be a "claw-claw Taoist priest"!
"Ah... sorry, sorry." Xu Yichi apologized repeatedly with her cheeks slightly burning. It was all because the name was too easy to remember. Her brain twitched and she said it out subconsciously.

However, the more serious problem now is——

"Um... Taoist priest, what is your name?"

"Master Xu, I am Lu, a disciple of Yaoshan Temple... Never mind, just call me whatever you want, as long as you are happy." Lu Shinian was disheartened. He couldn't remember how many people this year had insisted on calling him "Master Jiazi".

——It seemed as if they could not remember his real name at all. "Please take a seat and tell me in detail about the troubles you have encountered recently."

The young man raised his hand to signal, and at the same time easily avoided the question about the Taoist name that was giving him a headache.

"Okay." The nervousness and uneasiness that Xu Yichi had originally felt in her heart was completely disturbed by this little episode. She calmed herself down, picked up the cup of half-hot tea again, and sat back in the armchair.

"It's like this, Taoist Priest Jiazi, my name is Xu Yichi, and I'm an independent game producer." The girl carefully considered her words as she spoke, fearing that the person on the other side wouldn't understand what she was saying, "It's... game production, Taoist Priest, do you understand?"

"It means developing games that we can play on our phones or computers... Of course, our studio is still in its infancy, and the current scale is still small, only enough to focus on mobile games or small-scale PC games with relatively simple gameplay."

"Of course I understand." Lu Shinian smiled good-naturedly, "Master Xu, don't worry, Taoist priests also need to go online these days."

"——As for games, I sometimes play them when I have free time, but I'm not very good at it."

"Oh, so... Sorry, Taoist Clamp, I thought you Taoists were all hermits... you wouldn't be able to fiddle with these things." Xu Yichi blushed slightly, "Then I can explain it a little more simply."

"We are going to make a traditional Chinese game with the theme of intangible cultural heritage. This trip to Shanxi Province is also to collect materials and find inspiration."

"Originally, the journey was relatively smooth, but until five days ago, after we visited all the relevant institutions in the neighboring Yun that have the qualifications to protect intangible cultural heritage... we suddenly encountered many strange things."

Lu Shinian raised his eyebrows: "Strange thing?"

"Yes, strange things." The little girl's fingers curled slightly around the teacup, with an expression that was hard to describe. "The computer that was turned off in the middle of the night suddenly turned on by itself, the snacks that I put on the table before going out disappeared when I came back... There was a knocking sound on the wall in the house in the early morning, and so on."

"At first we thought it was a stray cat that got into the low floor of the B&B, or some other problem. But then we carefully checked the doors and windows, asked the landlord for the living room surveillance, checked the indoor voltage and sockets... We really couldn't find any loopholes, and similar strange things are still happening."

"It feels like - to put it bluntly - it feels like I've seen a ghost."

"And, the worst part is, I seemed to have seen a ghost two days ago."

　Opening a new book is hot!
　　This is the second book in the intangible cultural heritage series, and it tells the story of the Taoist priest Lu Shinian in the previous book "Qin Po".

　　This book is expected to be serialized for two months, totaling about 300,000 words. In order to meet the deadline, there will be more updates in September. I will post as much as I write on the first day on the second day, starting from two posts a day, with no upper limit.

　　In October, unless there are any unexpected events, there will be four days off except for leave.

　　Regular reading instructions:

　　It is not in the style of online literature, Xu Yichi x Lu Shinian (Zhengyi Dao has no effect on this!), but the emotional line accounts for a very small proportion, and the plot is the main focus.

　　This article focuses on the word "transmit" in "inheriting intangible cultural heritage", that is, it focuses on dissemination. It aims to explore the issues of cultural dissemination in the new era and what each of us can do in the process of cultural inheritance, how to apply intangible cultural heritage to entrepreneurship and innovation, etc.jpg.

　　Therefore, the total number of intangible cultural heritage written about this time will be relatively large, and we will not go too in-depth into a single project.

　　After all, I don’t do this.
　　The relevant knowledge involved in the article is all learned by the author himself and supplemented by Baidu, reading books and searching literature.

　　The author is not an insider in the industry. If there are any omissions, please help and correct them.

　　Also: Please don’t be ky when reading this article, thank you for your cooperation.

　　It is neither a happy story nor a sweet story. If you want to read a happy, sweet story, don’t read it. I really can’t read this.

　　A short article: Don’t raise it, it will die.

　　The electronic subscription has been abandoned. Let it be as it comes. Don’t let it be wasted.

　　By the way, I'm advertising the completion of my old book.

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