Tian Taoist, who was flying on the clouds, caressed the twelve rosary beads in his hand, and kept chanting:
"What a treasure, what a treasure. If such a treasure fell into the hands of monk Fahai, it would be considered a waste. Only in my hands can the pearl be protected from dust."
"Something's wrong. Is it possible that Fahai is so comatose now that he still hasn't noticed that he's lost something?"
Looking back on the way we came, there was only a clear breeze and white clouds floating in the sky.
"If that's the case, you might as well go to his place more and walk around in the future. The Tianlong cassock, the purple gold alms bowl, and the Jiuxi Zen staff are all great treasures. They can't be wasted."
After playing with the rosary beads in his hands for a while, the clouds were leisurely. After a while, Fahai still didn't see him chasing after him. Taoist Master Tian felt a little uneasy:
"This is not like Monk Fahai's style. Could it be that he has already reached this level of compassion, or does it mean that he no longer cares about the rosary?"
Thinking of the rosary being randomly placed on a stubborn stone, Taoist Master Tian suddenly felt a little confused:
"Maybe I'm at a disadvantage. This thing was originally unwanted by others, but I treated it as a treasure."
Looking at the clear breeze and white clouds behind them, Tian Taoist people really had the urge to go back and question Fa Hai.
"That's all, that's all. I am a Taoist person in Heaven who is pure and at ease. I just don't have the same understanding as him."
It was very difficult to suppress the impulse in my heart, and looked at Qiantang with bright eyes:
"A miracle has come, a literary spirit has reached the sky, and a peerless sword light has passed by. Could it be that Qiantang contains some huge secret?"
Thinking about the possible benefits, Taoist Tian's heart felt hot:
"How could such a good thing be without my upright and upright self?"
The body turned into a stream of light and headed towards Qiantang resolutely.
"Master of Nascent Soul?"
In Yue Lao Temple, a divine light flashed in Yue Lao's cloudy eyes, looking towards the sky:
"Could it be that he slashed Chen Yuan with his sword?"
…
In Bailong Cave.
The stunning girl swallowed the Nine Transformation Pills and walked away.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Fa Hai coming on a dragon and riding the wind, his eyes about to split and his anger deep.
"You witch, you stole my Nine Revolutions Pill of Creation while I wasn't paying attention. Quickly keep the magic pill and apologize for your mistakes. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"whee---"
The girl's voice is like a clear spring flowing through the valley, full of laughter:
"Old monk, I'm sorry that you have lived to such a long age and practiced for so many years. I don't know that the Buddha is destined to save people. The Nine Transformations Pill of Creation that you refined is destined to me. If I eat it, you should be happy.
right."
"absurd!
The sea of fa falls into the clouds, and it must be angry:
"Monster, put down the Nine Revolutions of Creation Pill quickly. I think it is not easy for you to practice for many years. I will spare your life."
"whee---"
The girl smiled and said: "I also want to give it back to you, but I have already eaten it. How can I give it back? You are the great Buddha, you will not let me spit it out for you!"
"hateful!"
Looking at the pretty girl, Fa Hai was so angry that he vomited blood. His hand shook, and the Jiuxi Zen Staff flew out and struck.
"Good work!"
The girl sighed in admiration and grabbed the dragon with her bare hands. A light seal appeared and blocked the way.
Bang!
The stick seals struck each other like thunder.
With this strong force, the girl pulled away and flew high into the sky, smiling:
"Thank you, old monk, for sending me this. I still need to refine the Nine Revolutions of Good Fortune Pill, so I won't stay any longer."
"Where to go?"
Fa Hai once again called out the mighty dragon and chased after it. He saw the girl turned into a stream of light, shooting out in all directions.
"I won't let you go."
Knowing that he could not catch up with this mysterious girl, Fahai couldn't help but grit his teeth:
"Seeing that if I swallow this Nine Transformation Pill, I will be able to gain hundreds of years of Taoism. When the thunder disaster comes and I fly to the sky, who knows that it will be destroyed like this."
After a while, I calmed down and sorted out my thoughts:
"Now that the divine elixir has been stolen, all I can do is accumulate some merit in the mortal world."
Immediately, he closed the Bailong Cave, holding a Zen staff and wearing a cassock, and came down the mountain.
…
Zhang Yutang, Xu Jiaorong, Li Yong, and A Bao walked along the courtyard path, passed through winding corridors, passed through pavilions, and soon arrived at the front hall. In the front hall, there was a continuous sound of laughter and laughter.
"Executive member Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, the daughter I told you about is one of a hundred, no, it should be said that it is one of a thousand, one of a thousand. There is no such beauty anywhere within hundreds of miles of Qiantang.
Such a skilled woman."
Following the laughter, Zhang Yutang looked over and saw a woman wearing a floral dress, a plaster on her forehead, and a black mole on the corner of her mouth. This lady was also quite pretty, and she was smiling.
"How about getting a wife? You can't use a matchmaker? This person is probably a matchmaker, right?"
Zhang Yutang glanced at it with some interest and remembered that a book described the matchmaker like this:
"The lead powder is rubbed like melons and frost, and the clothes are as charming as opera costumes. They knock their feet, kick their legs on the bricks, stretch their sleeves, stretch out their hands to ask for money, curl their mouths in a spicy way, and murmur. The girl is like hiding when she sees it.
Plague, a woman's parents treat her like a guest; funny, ridiculous, annoying..."
Thinking of this introduction about matchmaking, I couldn’t help but smile knowingly:
"The person who wrote this article has a very good understanding of matchmakers, but it's just too damaging."
"Seeing that this person also has a mole on the corner of his mouth, I don't know whether it is real or just put on."
For a long time, in some places, moles on the mouth have been a sign of being able to speak well. Therefore, matchmakers, whether they want to establish an image of being well-spoken in appearance or to compete with the mole woman for business, have put moles on their faces one after another.
As a rule, a black mole has become the symbol of a matchmaker.
"Yu'er, why are you here?"
Mrs. Zhang has sharp eyes. As soon as Zhang Yutang arrived in the front hall, she was spotted and waved:
"Come here, this is Matchmaker Li, who is looking for a wife for you. If you have any requirements, you can tell Matchmaker Li. She is a famous matchmaker within ten miles, and she has created many wonderful marriages."
"Oh, this is Mr. Zhang, Zhang Xiucai. He is indeed a talented person, Yushu Linfeng. Tell me, what kind of woman do you want to be your wife? Is it a jade from a small family, a lady from a big family, or is the country beautiful and fragrant?
As long as you can tell me which water hibiscus you want, I can find you the marriage that was created on this earth."
Looking at Zhang Yutang who came leisurely, Matchmaker Li was smiling like a flower in full bloom, and her words of kindness poured out like a running account.
"Thank you Granny Li!"
Zhang Yutang smiled calmly, cupped his hands and said:
"Yutang is still young now. He plans to study in a few years and have a better reputation before talking about marriage."
"What's the big deal?"
Matchmaker Li said with a smile:
"As long as you fall in love with the daughter of a family, we can decide first and wait for you to marry later. I know that there is a family with a good daughter named Yulian. She is as charming as a flower and jade.
What’s more, I can be a good female beauty and be able to read and write, which is a rare thing——”