The autumn wind is bleak and the cold wind is gradually rising.
Mingwei left school and left the school building with Wei Xiaoan and others.
Wei Xiaoan asked: "I heard that there will be a Dharma gathering on the day of Double Ninth Festival in Xuandu. Will you go?"
Fang Jinping immediately said: "I just wanted to ask you! Xuandu Temple only opens a few times throughout the year, so our family must go there. Mingwei, what about you?"
Mingwei said casually: "Let's see what my aunt says."
"Go, go!" Wei Xiaoan encouraged her, "If you don't want to go, come with us! My mother has talked about you several times."
Since she came back from rescuing Wei Xiaoan, the Wei family has been grateful and will definitely give gifts during the holidays, and gradually started to interact with the Ji family.
The Wei family was originally a merchant. In the early years of Emperor Taizu's southern expedition, he spent a lot of money to raise food and grass, so he was appointed as a casual official by Yinqing Guanglu. After that, his descendants began to pursue official careers. Although their actual positions were not high, they had been in the capital for many years and had their own
Network of people.
The Ji family's previous contacts were only a few colleagues who were teaching at the Imperial College. Because of the Wei family, they gradually entered this circle.
Ming smiled and said: "Don't worry, my eldest cousin will die next year, and my aunt will most likely go to seek the Kuixing Sutra."
"That's right! Cousin from the Ji family is so knowledgeable, he will definitely go to high school next year."
"Then I accept your good advice."
Fang Jinping winked: "Hey, apart from this, you have no other ideas? Xuandu Temple's Dharma Assembly is not just about seeking scriptures and talismans."
Mingwei asked casually: "Otherwise, what else is there?"
Wei Xiaoan slapped Fang Jinping on the forehead with his palm: "Don't make trouble!" Then he turned around and whispered to Mingwei, "Every time there is a Dharma gathering in Xuandu Temple, many high-ranking disciples will show up, so it is also a good time to see each other."
"Yes, yes! Xiao'an, are you going to have a wedding at your house?" Fang Jinping said narrowly.
Wei Xiaoan turned around and said, "Why am I anxious? Nowadays, more and more people are getting married late, and my mother said she wants to keep me for a few more years."
Fang Jinping was envious: "Your family is so nice! If I can't do it, you can give me a year of relief at most..."
The little girls left the academy talking and went home separately.
Mingwei was walking alone on the street.
Ji Xiaowu was grounded recently, so she simply left Duofu behind and asked her to teach Ji Xiaowu mystical arts. She happened to be alone and at ease.
A carriage passed her, stopped and knocked on the wall.
Mingwei took a look, paid for a package of roasted seeds and nuts, and got on the carriage.
"Is the Imperial City Division running out of cases? Do you have time to wander around here?" She opened the paper bag and slowly peeled the broad beans.
Yang Shu reached over and took out a few peanuts and said, "I'm just passing by. You're the one wandering around with nothing to do, right?"
"It seems that from the Imperial City Division to Bolinghou Mansion, you don't pass through here."
"Can't I go out and do errands?"
Mingwei didn't argue with him, but asked: "Are you chatting with me, or do you have something to do?"
"Something's wrong." Yang Shu put the peeled peanuts back and took out two more chestnuts, "Xuandu Dharma Conference, are you going to go?"
"Do you think I'll go?"
Yang Shu sneered: "Do you think I'm blind or deaf? Every few days, you go out of the city. The place you go to is not far away, just near Xuandu Temple. It's very regular. Haven't you already beaten it?
Got an idea?"
Mingwei smiled softly.
"Why are you laughing? Now we are grasshoppers on the same rope. You have to let me know what you want to do, right?"
Mingwei thinks about it, and what he said makes sense.
In the Dongning case, they could only be said to be temporarily cooperating because they had the same purpose. After coming to the capital and meeting several times, each other's biggest secrets were also known to each other, and they had actually formed an alliance.
It would indeed be a bit dishonest to not tell him the truth at this time.
Mingwei stretched out two fingers: "I want to get two things from Xuandu."
"What?"
"The first one is called Epiphyllum Flower."
Yang Shu searched and found that he had never heard of this name before: "What is this?"
"There is a special skill in Xuandu Temple that allows a profound practitioner with profound magic power to condense his whole life's skills into one thing before sitting down. When this thing blooms, it looks like a flower and disperses like smoke, so it is called an epiphyllum flower."
Yang Shu understood: "Do you want to use this thing to generate your own magic power?"
Mingwei nodded: "With this thing, I can make myself a top master in a short time."
Yang Shu thought for a while: "Since this thing is so precious, it won't be easy for you to get it, right?"
Ming smiled: "Of course. This thing is the treasure of Xuandu Temple. For outsiders, let alone trying to get it, even just looking at it is a luxury."
"That is."
Mingwei threw a broad bean into his mouth, clicked it, and said, "Of course I went to steal it."
"..." Yang Shu whispered, "Trick me again!"
Mingwei said: "I didn't ask you to help me!"
Yang Shu sneered: "If you don't expect me to help, you will tell this matter?"
Ming smiled: "You can teach me."
Yang Shu sighed: "Where's the other thing?"
Speaking of this, Mingwei frowned slightly: "Another thing, I'm not sure if it is in Xuandu Temple now."
"What?"
"The soul-suppressing tablet is the command talisman of the commanding master." Mingwei sighed and looked down at his hand, "The life master lineage was lost because of the loss of the soul-suppressing tablet. It took a full hundred years for my master to be here.
Xuandu Guan can return the soul-suppressing tablet and renew the fortune-teller inheritance. However, if you calculate the time, it should be ten years later, so I am not sure whether it is there at this time. A fortune-teller who does not have the soul-suppressing tablet,
He cannot be considered a complete fortune teller."
Yang Shu thought about it carefully and shook his head: "Both of these two things are difficult to get. There are so many experts in Xuandu Temple. It is not easy for you to find out where they are, let alone steal things from inside.
"
"I think so too." Mingwei said truthfully, "But I have to take it."
"Why don't you discuss it with them and buy it back?"
Mingwei sneered: "Let's talk about it! Epiphyllum flowers can give birth to a master like Duofu in a short period of time. Do you think they are willing to take it out? As for the soul-suppressing card, no one in Xuanduguan knows that it is fate.
Is it okay to pay back the teacher's command talisman?"
She thought for a while and then said: "Besides, even if I can buy it, I don't want to buy it."
"Why?"
"Xuan Du Guan once felt sorry for my master. In other words, he has a grudge against us. If I don't steal from him, I will use money to buy it. Am I stupid?"
Yang Shu was amazed: "It's really a skill to be able to be so confident and righteous in being evil. In your lineage of life masters, the most powerful thing is actually your face, right?"
Mingwei waved her hand and stopped talking to him: "There are only a few days until the Double Ninth Festival. I believe the arrangements for the Dharma Conference have been announced. You should go and find out the process first and see if there are any loopholes that can be exploited."
"..." He was just here to give a reminder, why did he turn into an errand?
After Mingwei finished speaking, he stopped the carriage, gave him the uneaten roasted seeds and nuts, and got out of the car: "Waiting for your news."
Seeing her disappear, Yang Shu peeled off a broad bean and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering: "You really know how to instruct people to work."