Siheyuan: Starting as a Celestial Master
四合院：从天师开始
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 307k Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 3y ago
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Do you even know what "Down with demons and monsters" meant in the 1960s and 70s? You're a fortune teller? Why don't you rebel?! Your kind of stuff was absolutely forbidden in that era. Don't you do your research before writing a novel?
Why create a "celestial master" in that era? What kind of nonsense is this? Wouldn't it be better to just find a regular job?
Before the wind blows, feng shui and fortune telling are prohibited, but it's like buying and selling; as long as you don't get caught, it's fine. It's not as serious as people imagine. Master Wang Ling is the best example. Most people wouldn't easily report someone, let alone a highly skilled feng shui master. Wouldn't they be afraid of their family being ruined?
Even the Great Immortals of that era had to endure cannon fire, and you call yourself a Celestial Master?
Aren't you afraid of being categorized as a shaman or something? A Taoist master, indeed! These days, novels set in traditional courtyard houses are becoming increasingly absurd. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, supernatural beings were forbidden, including these religious figures. You're really shameless.
666 I've never seen anyone so reckless. The wind is about to pick up, and they're indulging in feudal superstition – a master of self-destruction!
Well written! And skillful with your hands! It's a shame you don't use your hands to tighten screws.
What kind of nonsense is this? Why is the whole world working against the protagonist? How many people would die in this environment? Is this still Beijing?
Isn't Qin Huairu pitiful? Her husband died, and she took over his job doing hard labor and heavy manual work. When she got home, she still had to do housework, take care of three children, and deal with her wicked mother-in-law! She even had to fawn over Sha Zhu just for a bite to eat. I won't even mention the gossip! The poor aren't supposed to be kind.
Are you crazy? A Taoist master back in those days? You think I'd break your legs if I did?