Shuiyun's words were like a jack that pressed heavily into Jiang Li's heart.
It poured into her meridians like a clear spring, making her whole body clear.
Yes, after awakening, she was always afraid that she would follow the same path as in her previous life, so she was very restrained most of the time.
But since fate allows her to live another life, why doesn't she create more possibilities?
Her master seemed to have said this to her before.
She didn't understand it at the time, but now everything seemed to make sense.
Perhaps her master had already seen that she was from another world and hoped to lead her on the right track through these numerology and mystical techniques?
Thinking of this, Jiang Li's eyes became hazy when he looked at Shuiyun.
The master was a noble person in her life. They had not seen each other for many years, and now that she saw this face again, she felt extremely kind.
Jiang Li suppressed the emotions surging in his heart and bowed deeply to Shuiyun.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your advice, but... I came here today to ask for something."
Shuiyun stared at the ceiling, pondered and nodded.
"I know what happened to you. Changqing mentioned it to me a while ago. Is it Miss Su?"
"Exactly."
The tone was calm, but Jiang Li was shocked again.
Senior is indeed a senior, he can understand other people's thoughts clearly.
"Then what do you think, senior?"
Judging from the evidence she has collected now, the Su Yinwan now is definitely not the Su Yinwan before.
But she was a little confused as to her specific identity and origin.
She once tried to analyze her past using hexagrams, but the results she got were all scattered and vague.
This was the first time she encountered this situation.
Not only am I curious about the origin of "Su Yinwan", but I also want to find out for myself why she is so persistent.
Shuiyun in front of him touched his beard and nodded, then laughed, "No hurry, no hurry."
Then he turned around and sat at the table nearby, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and handed the other cup to Jiang Li.
"It's been a hard journey all the way here. Let's drink some tea to moisten your throat."
Jiang Li took the tea and brought it to his lips without any hesitation.
She noticed something was wrong when she took the first sip and almost spit it out.
Isn’t this wine?!
Shuiyun's face suddenly flashed a bit of the embarrassment of being caught. He looked at the liquid in the teapot and said with a smile:
"Oh, I drank too much wine in the past few days, and I forgot to change it for a while. I'm sorry, but it's good for the little girl to drink some wine. I brewed this wine myself. Since there is no tea, you can have a few more sips.
"
Jiang Li: "..."
Although she was speechless, the expression of the old man in front of her was very familiar to her.
Her master was also addicted to alcohol.
But his health deteriorated in his later years, so she constantly urged him to stop drinking.
But he was still hiding around like a child, drinking secretly.
He even replaced all the tea in his room with wine.
It was also by chance that she was looking for water when she was thirsty, and then she discovered this secret.
Can such a coincidence really happen?
Or did God let his master stay with her in another way?
Jiang Li sighed and put down the cup.
"Alcohol is good, but it must be done in moderation. Health is the most important thing."
Shuiyun let out a long sigh.
"Sure enough, it's better to be a girl. This guy from Changqing has never cared about my body. If I had known, I would have accepted a female disciple."
After saying that, he stood up, pulled Jiang Li and prepared to walk out.
"Stop talking about this, let's go eat. I'm a little hungry. I've been fed by the incense for so long. My stomach is not full yet. Let's go and see what delicious food the kitchen has made today.
.”
Jiang Li originally thought that Taoist Shuiyun was such a rigid and self-disciplined person, but he didn't expect that he would be so casual.
She really looks more and more like her master.
But she knows the difference very clearly.
Master is master, Shuiyun is Shuiyun. If the latter is regarded as the former, it would be too rude to him.
Seeing Shuiyun leading Jiang Li out, Changqing and Changsong quickly stood up and saluted.
Chang Rong jumped out of nowhere and rushed forward.
"Master, you finally showed up again. Changrong misses you so much."
Shuiyun touched his head and asked, "Have you listened to your senior brother recently?"
Changrong nodded vigorously, "Of course, I listen to senior brother every day."
"Well." Shuiyun reached out and pinched his face, "Have you not worked hard recently? You have gained weight again."
Changrong pouted, "I'm still a child and I'm growing. Of course I have to eat more."
Shuiyun took his hand and said, "Let's go, Master will take you to find something delicious."
But when they got to the kitchen, Shuiyun couldn't hold back his smile.
"What's going on? Why is there no rice in the pot?"
The kitchen boy seemed to have just come back from outside, wiped the sweat from his head and said:
"Taoist Master, you don't know that there are too many people in the temple today. The fellow Taoists in front are too busy, so they called us all to help. So we haven't cooked yet. Do you want to
If you don’t endure it for a while, we’ll cook it now.”
Shuiyun clasped his hands behind his back and looked a little unhappy.
He had been eating very lightly during these days of seclusion, thinking that he would finally come out to have a feast today, but he hadn't cooked anything yet.
"Forget it, I don't know when it will be ready by the time you make it. Let's go down the mountain to eat."
Chang Rong's eyes widened when he heard this, "Great, Master, are we going to a restaurant?!"
Shuiyun nodded, "There are so many people today, so Master is treating us."
Not long after he finished speaking, Chang Qing on the side said quietly, "Master, are you sure you have enough money?"
"this……"
Shuiyun straightened his beard and seemed to be thinking about something, his expression became a little embarrassed.
His savings really don't have much.
There have indeed been more people in the temple in the past two days, but there was almost no incense before.
The remaining money is used for daily expenses of several people.
Going out to restaurants and the like is indeed quite luxurious for them.
There are still so many people together.
Seeing this, Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help but complain to Jiang Li.
"I thought that Master Shuiyun was half a god, but I didn't expect him to be so down-to-earth and worry about money."
"if not?"
Wen Jiaojiao pondered and said: "Shouldn't half-immortals like them have to eat and sleep in the open? They still need to eat like us."
Jiang Li: "..."
She patted Wen Jiaojiao on the shoulder and said, "It's better to film less dramas and read more books. The Taoist priest is also a human being, not a monster."
"Also, he is Changqing's master after all. If you speak ill of people behind their backs like this, aren't you afraid that Changqing will hold a grudge?"