Song Zhishu couldn't help but look over. What a coincidence, both people appeared.
"I've seen the Immortal."
The messenger glanced at Su Wanyun, immediately lowered his head and shouted respectfully.
The latter just took a glance and noticed that the other party had no spiritual energy fluctuations. Knowing that it was a mortal, he ignored it, but smiled sweetly and looked at Song Zhishu.
"Senior Brother Song, it's getting late, and people are already waiting for Senior Brother at Changchun Tower."
Su Wanyun got straight to the point and explained her intention directly.
Hearing Su Wanyun speak, Song Zhishu nodded.
"Junior sister, please wait a moment."
After saying this, Zhishu Song looked at the messenger. Perhaps because of the arrival of other monks, the messenger seemed particularly nervous and did not dare to make a sound.
After paying with tears in his eyes, Song Zhishu walked out of the restaurant with a bitter look on his face.
Leave the private room.
Su Wanyun nodded seriously.
Fortunately, through the woman in white, Song Zhishu instantly saw a figure in white.
"No wonder you are so enthusiastic."
"Forgive me."
Song Zhishu couldn't help but frown slightly. He didn't expect that, after all, to put it bluntly, Su Wanyun could be regarded as a matchmaker. No matter whether this matter succeeds or not, it is not a matchmaker's turn to pay, right?
There was an emerald green hairpin stuck on the top of his head, his slender arms were exposed to the air, holding a wine glass, as if he was thinking about something.
"Then, what if we go to the wrong private room?"
"If I really get a chance to be immortal in the future, I will also remember your kindness."
When Song Zhishu opened his mouth, he didn't give the other party a chance to say anything. Blind dates were inherently embarrassing, and he didn't mean to do so, just coming because he couldn't refuse others.
The next moment, before she could say anything, Song Zhishu had already bowed and left, not allowing her to say a word at all.
"Senior Brother Song, it's best not to mess with these mortals. They are all ordinary people. They are no longer on the same level as us. Deliberate contact is just to make friends with wealth. The thoughts of these people are too common. I sent them here today.
Let’s make some tatters and make some shameless demands tomorrow.”
Hearing this, Su Wanyun nodded, and the two walked out of the eaves. Heavy rain fell on the paper umbrella, and a low flapping sound could be heard.
Su Wanyun spoke. She had a beautiful face and a smile, but when she said these words, she had an indescribable feeling.
Distinct classes.
The foundation of Confucianism is to be a human being, and this being a human being can be divided into two meanings: the way to grow up for oneself, and the way to grow up for others. The core meaning is to put people first.
Female junior, holding a gold brick.
But since he has come, he is not worried about being deceived, nor is he afraid of any danger in public.
Therefore, I couldn't help but ask the other party what their purpose was.
"I accept your offer, but courtesy must be reciprocated. Take this paper umbrella."
He opened his mouth and asked the latter.
But when he heard about the five low-grade spiritual stones, Song Zhishu was stunned.
No wonder Song Zhishu was surprised. His income was only five or six low-grade spiritual stones a month. How could he afford this meal?
"Shangxian, I ordered a pot of the most expensive spiritual wine. The price was clearly marked, and there was no messing around."
"The woman in white."
"My name is Song Zhishu. I am a good friend of Junior Sister Su. I rushed to the appointment without bringing any gifts to the girl. I hope the girl will forgive me."
"You have done a good job in this matter. After it is completed, you will not be short of a marrow cleansing pill and a quota of handyman disciples."
Of course, Song Zhishu didn't give any advice out loud. Everyone has different opinions and thoughts. The prejudice in people's hearts is a big mountain in itself, and it cannot be changed by just a few words.
After Song Zhishu entered Changchun Tower, Su Wanyun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then murmured to herself.
"really."
I think that there are two completely different worlds between the two, but I don't know that they are just the same.
Changchun Tower consumes a lot of money. A normal meal costs twenty or thirty spirit beads. If it is in a private room, it will cost at least fifty. Unless they are handyman disciples, ordinary monks in the same sect will never have the spending power.
"good."
at the same time.
Why pretend?
In fact, most people who cultivate immortality are like this. They don’t want to go out for anything important. Practicing Qi at home and practicing all kinds of immortality skills are ten times better than wandering around. Therefore, Song Zhishu thinks that those otakus and socially fearful people in the previous life are very suitable for cultivating immortals.
.
Because right now.
"This delicious meal can be regarded as partial compensation for Song. Please don't be angry, girl."
A gentleman must not be untrustworthy.
You are a bitch, why do you pretend to be wealthy when you are so good? Didn't they already tell you that you have already paid for the spiritual stones?
"Why are you so suspicious?"
Song Zhishu asked.
"Hui Immortal Chang, the villain's name is Wang Zhuang, and he lives in Yanpingfang, Dongshi."
"But Zhishu Song was a little suspicious, so junior sister didn't dare to take him up, so she just told him to go to the private room and let him go up on his own."
Song Zhishu asked curiously.
"What is the purpose of taking the lead this time?"
The latter responded.
But after walking a few steps, Song Zhishu came back with a face full of pain.
"Senior Brother Song, the steward of Changchun Tower knows me. I have already had some delicacies prepared and the bill has been sold. Senior brother, don't pay."
There was some interest in her eyes, but it was only a momentary interest.
I didn't pay and left directly.
The only possibility is that there is something wrong with Su Wanyun's cousin.
The latter frowned and asked Su Wanyun.
If you sit down and chat, you are not afraid that the other person is not interested in you, but you are afraid that the other person will be interested in you, then you are harming others and yourself.
"It turns out that she is already over thirty. How can she be a cousin here? She can be called a cousin."
In other words, this woman looks thirty years old, and is most likely forty or fifty years old, or even older.
This is a relatively famous restaurant in Nan City. A normal meal requires at least a dozen spirit beads. If you don't have any wealth or have not encountered any good things, no one will come here to eat.
In other words, I really want to be destitute.
Either he was hiding something else, or there was something wrong with this cousin. Otherwise, Song Zhishu really couldn't think of any possibility.
"I've seen the girl."
To be honest, I'm not very clear about big and small things. If there is Wang Zhuang, I can get some information.
As for Song Zhishu, after entering Changchun Tower, he didn't ask anything and walked directly to the second floor.
"It can be delayed for an hour."
A middle-aged Confucian scholar walked into the private room, his expression extremely serious.
Because when you get closer, you can see that this is not a woman in white. She is just a young woman in white.
Paid?
Su Wanyun added.
The latter was slightly startled, obviously not expecting Song Zhishu to say a lot of such things.
"It shouldn't be a mistake. As for the time of a stick of incense, please rest assured, senior brother. The junior sister specially invited a sister from Wanxiang Pavilion. Their methods are beyond the control of ordinary men. Song Zhishu will definitely not be able to resist this sister's attack.
A means of seduction.”
And in Changchun Tower, among the elegant rooms.
Song Zhishu said politely and then walked directly into Changchun Tower.
The two of them walked side by side. There were many pedestrians on the road. Oil-paper umbrellas protected them from the pouring rain. There were also different stories in the antique streets and towns.
"Senior Brother Song, in the private room on the second floor, please wear white clothes."
"Song Zhishu."
Monks have the ability to delay aging. Although it cannot be completely delayed, it is definitely not a big problem to be at least twenty years younger. Women, especially, know how to take care of themselves better.
The latter was a little surprised. Who in the Taihao Immortal Sect didn't know what Wanxiang Pavilion was? The women inside were all one-of-a-kind. They specialized in bewitching men. They were as strong as they were. When they met the female cultivator of Wanxiang Pavilion, a
Everyone should be soft all over.
There was no look or expression of disdain, but what was revealed in his tone was indifference and condescension.
Song Zhishu did not speak, but quietly looked around, taking in what he saw and comprehending it carefully.
Song Zhishu took the paper umbrella and spoke slowly.
Regarding this point, Su Wanyun vowed emphatically.
Song Zhishu's tone was calm and a little unfamiliar. To be honest, he had felt something was wrong before, and now Su Wanyun made him even more suspicious.
“Elegant room on the second floor.”
"Anyway, thank you so much, junior sister."
She is a woman, wearing white plain clothes, her appearance is definitely not bad, and she is even full of charm. Time has not left many marks on her face, but she is at least thirty years old, and her temperament is not bad, at least it is invisible to ordinary people.
.
This is a bit strange.
For some reason, when Song Zhishu heard this, he didn't agree with it at all, and even felt disgusted in his heart.
The latter was a little surprised. Although he was simple and honest, he also knew what it meant and immediately put the paper umbrella away.
In the private room.
"I think Junior Sister Su is also a monk at the third level of qi training. She doesn't have enough time on weekdays. According to common sense, she has nothing to do with me."
It's better to open the skylight and speak frankly to avoid getting entangled.
"What's the purpose of paying such a huge price?"
The cashier opened his mouth and pointed at the wooden price sign behind him.
"You are Su Wanyun's cousin, right?"
soon.
She asked curiously and looked at Song Zhishu.
Song Zhishu nodded warmly, closed the door without any further words, and left directly with Su Wanyun.
"Senior Brother Song, it's meaningless for you to say this. Junior Sister is just a connection. If my cousin hadn't been asking me for help, and she really thinks that Senior Brother is pretty good over the years, otherwise, she wouldn't be so enthusiastic."
The latter immediately smiled, looked at Song Zhishu and said: "Senior brother, when you meet, what is my business? What am I going to do? Are you just making fun of me? Or are you saying that senior brother doesn't dare to talk to women?"
Benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust, these are the five constant principles of Confucianism. Whether you are willing or not, you have to pay.
Listening to Su Wanyun speaking like this, Song Zhishu was indeed a little silent. When he thought about it carefully, it was indeed the case. He was so poor that there was no need to plot against himself.
"Senior Brother Song, who was that person just now?"
"A messenger got my letter wet yesterday and came to apologize."
As if he sensed something strange about Song Zhishu, the latter couldn't help but speak out immediately.
"Won't you go up together?"
Song Zhishu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, it was such a thing to dare to go around in love.
But soon, Song Zhishu finally understood why Su Wanyun was so enthusiastic.
When we left our residence, the heavy rain had not stopped, and was even heavier than yesterday.
It's class.
After Song Zhishu arrived on the second floor, he started to search. At a glance, he saw that there were many private rooms. It was troublesome because there was no one to take them. He didn't know which one they were.
Arriving at Changchun Tower, Su Wanyun informed the room and then planned to leave.
Song Zhishu was puzzled. He really couldn't imagine what the other party was doing.
"Wanxiang Pavilion."
Su Wanyun was a little angry, but she felt that Song Zhishu was thinking too much.
But that’s fine, as long as nothing happens is what he wants.
"knew."
The only hope right now is Confucianism and Taoism. If the loss of trust affects your ability to open the box, that would be a big deal.
"Some seniors have said that those of us who are cultivating immortals must not have too much contact with mortals. Making some demands is a small matter, but only causing karma will be big. There is no need to cause trouble for some mortals."
Regarding Wang Zhuang, Song Zhishu's thoughts are also very simple. He is a man who knows how to repay kindness. It is not a bad thing to get to know him. He stays at home all year round and rarely goes out except to perform sect tasks.
But it was obvious that monks looked down upon mortals at all. A quick glance would tell the whole story. Su Wanyun was only a monk at the third level of Qi training, a low-level monk, but deep down he looked down on mortals.
"By the way, what's your name and where do you live?"
The young woman in white couldn't help but smile, looking a little oblivious, and then murmured three words to herself.
The latter nodded, and Su Wanyun was instantly overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly.
On Nanshi Street, in a house, Su Wanyun's figure appeared here.
kindness.
After Su Wanyun said this, she turned and left without stopping at all.
Therefore, Song Zhishu walked quickly.
For a monk at the second level of Qi training, it is really too steady.
"However, Mr. Song really has no intention of starting a family. Although he is already thirty and has accomplished nothing, he still has some hope in the immortal way. What happened today is indeed a bit reckless. If we are destined to meet again in the future, if Mr. Song has been destined to become an immortal, we will definitely
I will make up for today's mistakes."
At that moment, Song Zhishu nodded and left.
Song Zhishu opened his mouth, and the other party insisted on sending the gift. It was a sincere gift. The previous rejection was because the other party's family was not in a good situation and there was no need to support the gift. However, the fact that the other party did not take it back proved that he had already figured it out, so Song Zhishu accepted it.
Changchun Tower.
Song Zhishu opened his mouth and simply laughed at himself, but before Su Wanyun could say a few polite words, Song Zhishu's voice sounded again.
Song Zhishu is really in pain. What is the concept of five low-grade spiritual stones? He only has less than nine low-grade spiritual stones left on hand. He has to pay the rent in half a month, which is three.
Blind dates can be big or small, so choosing the location of Changchun Building is not a problem.
It's about to quagmire.
Su Wanyun smiled and spoke.
"Are you sure Song Zhishu has arrived at the restaurant?"
"Or what should I do if I can't delay a stick of incense?"
Thinking of this, Song Zhishu let out a breath and walked directly into the private room. He didn't care what the other party thought and spoke directly.
Song Zhishu was inevitably a little suspicious. Ever since Su Wanyun came to see him yesterday, she had mentioned the matter of blind dates, but now she seemed to be particularly deliberate.
Su Wanyun held up a light pink paper umbrella and handed another to Song Zhishu. The smile on her face was always on her face, but she still couldn't help but speak.
However, Song Zhishu came here to deal with one or two, and did not want to offend Su Wanyun in order to avoid enmity.
Song Zhishu fulfilled his promise. He came downstairs and planned to buy out Yajian's account.
Su Wanyun smiled and said specifically that the meal had been paid.
"Senior Brother Song, I am sending Buddha to the West. The main reason is to find a good home for my cousin. Monks like you are really rare."
"Senior brother, senior brother, don't blame me. The main reason is that you gave me too much."
"People like me don't need to catch a lot of them in Yuecheng. Aren't they everywhere in the city's four cities and twelve squares?"
A person was sitting in a private room, and the door was not closed. He glanced at other rooms and found that there was indeed no woman in white.
"Junior sister, I won't go up. I'll wait for your good news."
In front of him, stood a young man, wearing a robe that looked like the uniform of a handyman disciple.
"Five?"
She said slightly jokingly.
"Junior Sister Su, tell me directly what is going on."
No wonder he was invited so warmly and so enthusiastically. At this moment, Song Zhishu understood everything.
"Return to Senior Brother, Junior Sister is sure."
But giving the paper umbrella to the other party can be regarded as a reward and a relationship, neither familiar nor unfamiliar.
"Thank you, Immortal."
He closed the door and as soon as he sat down, he slowly spoke.
"Pavilion Master."
"The news has come that the saint may not be able to survive today."
The voice fell.
Mrs. Meiyun's expression changed instantly.
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