The wind in the river rustled, ruffling the autumn waves on the lake.
A monk came walking on the water. Everywhere he went, the wind and waves were calm, except for a few faint ripples spreading out from under his feet, and golden lotuses rising vaguely from the swaying waves.
"I, Wei Yuanqing, have met Elder Fahai."
Having seen Fahai's mysterious method of making lotuses grow step by step, Mr. Wei naturally did not dare to offend easily and bowed to Fahai respectfully.
"Amitabha, the poor monk came from Weishan Temple in Ningxiang. When he passed by the treasure land, he saw that there were many evil spirits here. He couldn't help but meddle in his own business. I hope the donor will forgive me."
Fa Hai recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, which was also a courtesy.
On the other side, upon hearing Fahai's words, the originally graceful and delicate girl Qianqian's complexion suddenly changed. She took half a step back slightly, and her long nails had already pierced the palms of her hands unconsciously.
"The elder said there are monsters here?"
Mr. Wei was immediately startled.
He was a man who had seen the world, and he had heard people say how terrifying monsters were. His expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were roving around, anxious to find out some clues.
"Donor Wei misunderstood what I meant."
Glancing at Hu Qianqian, Fahai laughed inexplicably, but he didn't point it out.
"The young monk is referring to the remnants of demonic energy in your young master. It seems that someone has cast a spell on him, disrupting the benefactor's spiritual life."
After saying this, Fa Hai pointed in the distance, but it was pointed at Wei Zixiu who looked a little impatient at the side.
"Are you serious? I'm sorry. I have no intention of questioning the elder. It's just that this matter is related to my son's life. I have no choice but to confirm the pros and cons."
Wei Yuanqing held Fahai's arm awkwardly, and when he realized something was wrong, he let go of his hand, but his face still looked a little excited.
"Amitabha, monks do not lie."
Fa Hai lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, but left it to the other party to make his own judgment.
He is not the kind of cheap person who takes the initiative to get involved even if others don't believe him. If the Wei family father and his son declined, he would definitely leave without saying a word.
If you believe me, I will help you. If you don't believe me, then do whatever you want. On this point, he has a lot in common with the Taoist masters. Moreover, this attack was originally because something happened to the other party that made him feel a little curious.
This was also the first time he had seen such a situation. It was obvious that someone had used the victory-weary technique to disperse three souls and seven souls, and he would end up as a living dead in a short time.
However, a good old man appeared out of nowhere and used his centuries of cultivation to forcibly condense his soul into his body to avoid certain death.
Combined with the demonic aura in Wei Zixiu's body and the surly behavior of the other party, which is getting closer and closer to a monster, this unjust person who has spent a hundred years of cultivation to help others is naturally the fox demon in front of him, the so-called girl Qianqian.
The reason why this fox demon can stay in the city for a long time without being noticed by the gods, besides having a magic weapon to cover her heels, is also related to the fact that she has lost all her cultivation.
But instead of picking up yang and replenishing yin, a fox demon uses his innocent cultivation to save a mortal. Is this true love?
If this was the case, Fahai had to admit that he did have a good sense for the fox demon, which was why he did not reveal Hu Qianqian's identity at the first time.
"Young monk, what are you talking nonsense about? Old...I am very nice, but I am so tired of winning. I think you are clearly trying to defraud me of money, right?"
Wei Zixiu was stunned and became furious when he saw that Fahai's words meant that he was sick.
"Bastard, did I let you speak?!"
With a slap on the back of Wei Zixiu's head, the Wei family master turned around and bowed to Fahai with an apologetic expression.
"To be honest, elders, don't look at the surly appearance of this child now, but he was not like this before... This child used to... ugh!"
"It's getting late now. If the elders don't mind, you can move to the humble house and we can talk slowly after dinner."
When the words came to his mouth, Wei Yuanqing seemed to realize that there were many people and that family scandals should not be made public, so Wei Yuanqing suddenly stopped talking.
"Then Donor Wei will have to worry about it."
Hearing Xian's intention, Fa Hai was not a person who didn't know how to adapt, so he readily agreed to Master Wei's proposal.
"No matter what, the little elder has the heart of a Bodhisattva. Regardless of whether things work out or not, I would like to thank the little elder for his generous kindness."
As soon as he heard that Fa Hai agreed to follow him back to his home, Wei Yuanqing couldn't help but be overjoyed. He bowed solemnly to the young monk and then waved his hand to order his subordinates.
"Why are you still standing there? Tie the young master back to me quickly!"
Unexpectedly, another fire burned on his head at the end. Without anyone noticing, Wei Zixiu was immediately restrained by two servants.
"Hey, what are you doing? I don't want to go back! I... I tell you, I am your eldest young master. If you use your servant to deceive your master like this, I will never let you go in the future!"
Seeing that something was not going well, Wei Zixiu threatened with a serious expression.
"Who are you not going to let go? I'm not dead yet, and it's not your turn to make the decision in this family yet. Someone, hurry up and tie up the young master!"
Mr. Wei's eyes glared angrily, and Wei Zixiu was so frightened that he immediately fell silent.
"Young Master, I have offended you so much. Please forgive me for being rude."
Seeing that all the servants were cowering and not daring to take action, in the end, the old steward who had been with the master all year round gritted his teeth and ordered the two young men to tie up Wei Zixiu and take him away.
He had watched Wei Zixiu grow up with his own eyes. For this old steward who had never married in his life, the two young masters were no different from his own sons in his heart.
However, the young master who used to be extremely smart is now living like a playboy. Every time he sees it, his heart hurts like a dull knife cutting flesh.
After a lot of turmoil, Hu Qianqian finally comforted the irritable Wei Zixiu, and the group of people managed to leave the boat smoothly.
Standing aside and witnessing the whole farce, Fahai twitched the corners of his mouth, but closed his eyes slightly, pretending not to see it.
When Master Wei spoke, he clasped his hands together and agreed without sadness or joy.
"It should be so. Monks are compassionate and humble monks will naturally not sit idly by and ignore this."
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As a local wealthy gentry family, the Wei Mansion's mansion is naturally far from ordinary.
As soon as you enter the door, the winding corridor is already a bit dazzling.
Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion, the eaves are high, and the clear water and secluded pond in between are infinitely wide. This place is peaceful and far away, and it is not enough to open to outsiders.
Wei Yuanqing, who left everyone behind and led the way personally, was also secretly observing Fahai's expression.
Seeing that the other party's face was still as usual, neither sad nor happy, even though the old man of the Wei family was mature and had met countless capable people, Duanduan couldn't help but sigh that he was well-educated.
Even before that, the eminent monks from Baiyan Temple came to pray for Wei Zixiu. When they saw the pavilions and pavilions, they couldn't help but feel in a trance. Who could be as calm as Fa Hai?
This is an accomplished person who does not take pleasure in things and is indifferent and clear-minded!
For a time, Wei Yuanqing was a little more convinced that Fahai could cure his son.
If Fahai were to know Master Wei's thoughts at this time, he might not be able to maintain the indifference on his face and burst into laughter.
It can be said that the Pei family has had several military governors since its ancestors. His father Pei Xiu was the prime minister of the dynasty and had a very prominent status. The mansion where the family lived was a gift from the Holy God.
Since he was a child, he had been soaked in the honey pot of fine clothes and fine food. How could the garden and mansion of a local wealthy family catch the eyes of the former second son of the Pei family?
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