When Liu An and the two stewards led the farmers back to their courtyard, Huo Yazi and Feiyan were packing their luggage.
"Old fairy, what are you..."
When the old Taoist saw everyone in the courtyard staring at him in confusion, he immediately raised the Spiritual Tribulation Sword in his hand and said loudly:
"My disciple disappeared for no reason, how can I still be idle in the village? Master Liu, prepare a car!"
Liu An was stunned when he heard this. He glanced at Feiyan, who was carrying two bags behind him, and immediately understood that he was going to leave by car...
"I don't dare to disobey the old god's orders, but... where the old god wants to find a disciple, if the senior officials ask in the future, the younger one will not be caught blind and get a slap in the face."
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist thought to himself, raised his hand and pointed in the opposite direction of Qingchuan County, and once again urged Liu An to prepare the car quickly.
Liu An and the two men from the mansion looked at each other, and after some deliberation, they approached the old Taoist and carefully said in a low voice:
"The old god's magic power is boundless, and he will definitely find a beloved disciple, but... the imperial stele pavilion still needs to be repaired. If you can find the thing buried under the stele, please..."
The old Taoist nodded and said that it was natural. He then pushed aside the crowd, but accidentally saw the "Golden Salamander Killing the Jiao" written on a wall in the courtyard. He frowned even more tightly and pulled Feiyan out of the courtyard. On the roof of the Queniang Temple in Zhuangkou, Cheng Yu and Jia Fei stood on the roof, watching the farmers below them farewell to their masters and apprentices.
Cheng Yu had already heard the conversation in Zhuangtou Courtyard just now, and guessed that this old man was going to run away.
At this time, the old Taoist master and his disciples were standing in front of a donkey cart. Although the villagers were reluctant to leave, they were intimidated by the presence of the village head and the people in the mansion and did not dare to say a word.
"That girl, come here."
Lao Dao waved to Xiang Lian who was standing in the front of the crowd. After Xiang Lian looked around at the crowd, she came to Lao Dao.
"I know you are smart, you have already mastered the Qi Refining Technique and the Five Elements Escape Technique, and you are able to guide Qi into the Great Zhoutian of the body. Are you... still willing to worship me as your teacher?"
After hearing this, Xiang Lian raised her head and looked at Lao Dao. Seeing that Lao Dao was serious, she even knelt down to worship, but was stopped by Lao Dao:
"There is no need for these false gifts. I am traveling far away with Feiyan, and it will be inconvenient for me to take you with me as a child. You can continue to serve the Bird Immortal here, and when my master and disciple return... I will teach you some skills.
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After saying that, she was about to turn around and get in the car, but Xianglian grabbed the sleeve of Lao Dao and said:
"Thank you, Master! But...can you give me something as a memory?"
After hearing this, the old Taoist thought for a moment and took out a leaf from his arms. It was the maple leaf of the magic formula that Qiu Luo brought at that time.
Since that day, I have been asked by the old Taoist to come over and keep it myself.
Xianglian held the fiery red maple leaf in both hands and finally kowtowed to the old man.
"Listen to the truth, villagers, this girl is the closed disciple I have accepted today. Seeing her face is like seeing the face of a poor person. You must not despise her."
The old Taoist finished speaking loudly to the farmers, and when they saw that they all said yes, he immediately nodded, turned around and boarded the car, holding the reins without saying a word, he walked up the official road and headed in the opposite direction of Qingchuan County. Cheng Yu stared at the donkey cart going away without saying goodbye directly.
At this moment, he is a human being and I am a sparrow, and I feel that I have become a lot stranger to this gay friend from my previous life.
A lifetime apart, things are no longer the same, people are no longer the same, everything is over.
There is a long road ahead, so let’s take it seriously.
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"Master, do you think that Qiu Luo, the nephew who disappeared suddenly, dug out the things under the Royal Stele Pavilion and ran back to Qianxia Mountain?"
Feiyan saw that he was already on the official road, so he simply sat on the cart driving the donkey cart and asked the old Taoist directly.
The old man shook his head gently in the car and said:
"Not necessarily, but it's really weird that he left suddenly without saying goodbye. I suspect that his water-loving fairy sword that collapsed that day was most likely the work of the bird fairy here, so it's better for you and me to leave here first." Feiyan nodded immediately after hearing the words and asked:
"Master, you resolutely refused to accept that sister back then. How come you are leaving today and instead accepted her as a closed disciple?"
"That day when I was waiting in the realm of Quexian, this girl was serving in the Quexian Temple. How could I accept her so easily?
Today you and I have left this place, and my teacher has seen that she is extremely intelligent and a good practitioner. Having one more closed disciple can be considered as sowing more seeds for me in Qianxia Mountain."
"You, the majestic Master of Qianxia Mountain, are you really afraid of this Bird Immortal?"
"Only Xiao Po understands. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves."
"Oh, I have been taught by non-words, eh? No, didn't you say that I was a closed disciple before? Why did you accept another closed disciple today? It's too easy for you, the old god, to open the door."
"Hehe, Xiao Po is a sharp-tongued man. He is so busy driving. Let's take a nap for the teacher."
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The villagers did not gradually disperse until Lao Dao's donkey cart was far away.
Liu An and the two stewards returned to their main room and were discussing what to do with the collapsed imperial stele pavilion.
Liu An suddenly saw some scattered silver lying on the kang, with a piece of paper underneath.
He took the silver in his hand and opened the note. There were four words on it: "Little money for the fare."
Then he weighed the broken silver in his hand and found that there were five or six taels.
"Alas, it seems that the old god is really not coming back this time."
He weighed the money and said to the two stewards.
"In that case, then..."
The three of them looked at each other, and one of the stewards immediately went back to the room and took out a set of account books to rummage through.
It turns out that Qian Duofu would ask the government for a sum of about thirty taels of repair money every three or four years.
But there is no record of whether the pavilion was repaired, how it was repaired, or where the remaining money went.
Since there is no one to prove it, we can blame it all on the dead person.
Moreover, as soon as the scaffolding was put up, the pavilion collapsed. It was obvious that it had not been repaired and all the money was used to enrich people's pockets.
Therefore, the three people immediately decided to ask for another sum of money from the government, put all the responsibility on Qian Duofu, and then repair the collapsed Imperial Stele Pavilion.
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Strange to say, since the old man left the village, the village has been peaceful for a while.
The steward and the servant went back to the house to report, and the house quickly allocated another fifty taels of silver. In time before spring plowing, the Imperial Stele Pavilion was finally erected and rebuilt.
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In the blink of an eye, spring is here again, and the farmers working in the fields gradually feel that something is not right.
This year, both millet and wheat seedlings are growing much better than in previous years.
According to this development, if there are no accidents, this year's harvest will be at least 20 to 30% better than when Grandpa Jin was here, not to mention the Dragon King Temple period.
Even Xianglian in Queniang Temple found that some of the wild vegetables transplanted in her backyard grew more vigorously than those at the foot of the mountain, and many of them even bloomed with bright yellow flowers.
I didn’t know it before, but it turns out that these wild vegetables can also bloom.
She rarely eats those whole grains now. She only occasionally eats them with some cooked wild vegetables and a little bit of coarse salt. After letting them cool down, she can actually cover up the bitter taste in the salt. The taste is also strange.
OK.
She grabbed a handful of wheat bran and came to the open space in front of the temple. She looked up and wondered why the sparrows didn't come on time in the past two days.
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At this time, a house-grabbing war is going on on the roof of Zhuangtou's house.
It turns out that last fall, after the swallows left their nests and flew south, Heitantou and his gang took all the nests in the backyard as their own, and even left one vacant for Cheng Yu to live in.
Later, Cheng Yu left the village and gave it to Que Lao Niang, but Que Lao Niang did not want to be next to Heitan Tou and moved to the eaves of the front yard.
After spring came and flowers bloomed, the swallows returned to their nests one after another. When they saw that last year's nests were occupied by sparrows, they started an offensive and defensive battle.
Head Heitan led a group of young birds to fight with the swallows, but Heitan was always feeling strange.
Why do these swallows keep pestering the nests they occupy, but dare not get even close to the empty nest where Cheng Yu once lived?
We fought like this for several days, and we didn’t know where the swallows rested at night. They just "chirped" to challenge them at dawn, as if they vowed to take back their nests.
It's a pity that at the end of the fight, the two sides fought until the nest collapsed. Almost all the swallows' nests in the backyard had been overturned. The swallows just "chirped" with satisfaction and bypassed the one where Cheng Yu once lived.
They all flew towards the back of the village.
In the courtyard of Zhuangtou's house, only one bird's nest is still intact.
Seeing this, Heitan Tou immediately drove the other young birds to find a place to live in another eaves. Then he called his bride and moved directly into Cheng Yu's bird's nest. Before his buttocks were even warm, he had already started.
Step on the balls without shame or shame.
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In the blink of an eye, it’s already March, and the weather is gradually starting to get warmer.
On this day, several women stood in the courtyard chatting after worshiping at Queniang Temple. They said that the season this year was really strange. The plums on the mountain had actually reached seven ripeness a month in advance. Judging from the situation, they would be ripe if they didn't pick them.
Fruit wine is not allowed.
On the roof, Cheng Yu glanced at Jia Fei next to him. The transformed demon in the body of a wood spirit had a proud look on his face. It was nothing.
