The ones who knocked on the door were two lay fire workers. The first one was from Qingcheng Temple, and the one following behind was unknown to Zhao Ran.
The layman of the Qingcheng Temple said carefully, "It's so late, I'm bothering the Zhaomiao to give blessings." He led the layman of the fireworker behind him out: "This is the layman of the Xuanyuan Guanke Hall. He said that he has something urgent to do and wants to see the temple for blessings."
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Zhao Ran stood up and said with a pleasant expression: "Please sit down, both of you."
The Huoju said respectfully: "Thank you very much for the temple blessing. I won't sit down if you are young. The reason why I came to the temple to pray so late is because the old man in charge of the temple asked Baidu from Xizhenwu Palace to come to the temple tomorrow. Mr.
Du Guan wants to see him. I asked just now and he said that Du Guan is not in the temple at the moment and I don’t know when he will be back. I would like to ask the temple priest to let me know."
Zhao Ran was overjoyed, but also a little embarrassed. He secretly thought that his little trick was still discovered by the old governor, so he nodded and said: "Thank you very much, I will tell you. I wonder when would be a better time to see the old governor tomorrow?"
"As I say, just go as early as possible. I will be waiting outside the gate early tomorrow morning."
"Sorry to trouble you." As he said that, Zhao Ran took out two small silver ingots, one or two each. He put a lot of them in his storage ring. He specially asked Jinji Store to exchange them for rewards.
The two Huoju smiled and took the money, then said goodbye and went out.
Bai Tengming was accompanied by Xing Miaozhu. Today we visited Yulei Pass, known as the key to western Sichuan. This is the Guancheng ruins left over from the war with Tibet during the Tang Dynasty. Bai Tengming is very interested in such monuments and will go there after hearing about it.
Take a look.
Xing Miao Zhu couldn't see anything interesting, but Bai Tengming was very satisfied. He watched it from the afternoon until it got dark, and then reluctantly returned to Qingcheng Temple.
It was already late at night when we returned to Qingcheng Temple. As soon as we entered the temple gate, we were blocked by Zhao Ran who heard the commotion.
"I always say you're having a great time," Zhao Ran walked in with Bai Tengming.
Xing Miao praised: "Everyone talks about learning from the past to understand the present. Today he taught me a good lesson."
Bai Tengming smiled: "What kind of lecture are we talking about? I'm just chatting with you. I'm also very interested in the Erwang Temple you mentioned. How about we go and have a look tomorrow?"
Xing Miao said, "Of course you can, but the journey is a bit long. Baidu said you should be prepared to get up early."
Bai Tengming said: "It doesn't matter, I'm just causing trouble for you..."
Zhao Ran interjected: "Everyone says, I'm afraid I won't be able to go tomorrow."
Bai Tengming was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Xing Miaozhu, however, was very experienced and smiled: "Junior Brother Zhao, is there something good going on?"
Zhao Ran nodded: "Captain Zhao in the temple has given me instructions, and I will meet with the boss tomorrow morning to tell him."
Bai Tengming grabbed Zhao Ran's sleeve: "Is this...really? What do you want from me? Did you tell me?"
Zhao Ran smiled and shook his head: "How do I know this? I will know it when I tell you tomorrow morning."
Xing Miaozhu clasped his fists at the side: "Congratulations, I told you, good things will happen!"
After sending Bai Dujiao, who was a little excited and a little nervous, into the room to rest, Xing Miaozhu looked at Zhao Ran who turned around and went back, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Junior Brother Zhao, stay!"
Zhao Ran turned around and said, "What are your orders from Senior Brother Xing?"
Xing Miaozhu cordially pulled Zhao Ran and said: "A few days ago, a friend gave me two altars of flower carvings from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. He said they were buried for thirty years, but I don't know whether they are true or not. I still can't sleep at this moment. Junior Brother Zhao
Are you interested in trying it together?"
Zhao Ran readily agreed: "Then let's try it?"
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Early the next morning, Zhao Ran accompanied Bai Duyao to Xuanyuan Temple again. When he arrived outside the temple, he saw the layman who came to Qingcheng Temple to report the news last night.
As soon as the layman Huo Gong saw Zhao Ran, he hurried over and said, "Good morning from Zhao Miao, is this Bai Du from Xizhenwu Palace?"
Zhao Ran nodded: "Excuse me, what should I call you? I wonder if I am free at the moment?"
The fireworker layman hurriedly said: "The shameful name is an insult to Immortal Master Qing Ting."
Zhao Ran pretended to be displeased and said: "Where are the cheap and beautiful names? They are all seven-foot-tall men who stand upright. They can walk and sit upright. No one is worse than the other. How do you call your name?"
The fireworker layman said happily: "The younger one's surname is Zhang, and his given name is Zhang Wujin."
Zhao Ran said: "This name is quite good. Are you short of gold in the five elements? There is a fireworker layman in my Junshan temple named Wang Simu. He is short of wood in the five elements, but he is the same as you."
The fireworker layman said sarcastically: "I don't dare to hide it from the immortal master. The little one weighs two pounds. He weighed exactly five pounds when he was born. Not one point more, not one point less."
Zhao Ran was slightly embarrassed: "...This is also very good... Well, every time I hear someone call my name, I can feel the mother's kindness. Yes, it's a good name..."
Zhang Wujin was still very respectful: "Thank you, Master Immortal."
He didn't wear the yellow crown robe today, but Zhang Wujin always called himself the Immortal Master. Zhao Ran couldn't help but wonder: "Do you know me?"
"The name of the Immortal Master is unknown to everyone in my Xuanyuan Temple!"
"Uh... ok... can I see my boss?"
Zhang Wujin hurriedly led the way straight into Xuanyuan Temple.
Bai Duyuan went to the Du Guan's study, and Zhao Ran continued to wait in the quiet room. After Zhang Wujin came back, he quickly served Zhao Ran tea and waited on him attentively. He also chatted with Zhao Ran from time to time.
This is a smart man, Zhao Ran couldn't help but nodded.
Zhao Ran was drinking tea when he heard someone passing by outside the door. When he looked up, he saw that Ye Yunxuan was seeing off the guests personally. When he raised his head, he happened to look at Ye Yunxuan.
Zhao Ran was too lazy to pay attention to him, but he didn't want Ye Yunxuan to stand at the door and look at him after seeing off the guests. Zhao Ran had no choice but to stand up and bow to Ye Yunxuan: "I have seen Ye Du tell me."
Ye Yunxuan asked: "Why are you still here?"
Zhao Ran said: "See a few familiar Taoist friends before I go back."
Ye Yunxuan snorted: "Go back early. It's not a monk's fault to focus on building relationships. I also know your teacher. I will write a letter later and ask Master Jiang what kind of cultivation he taught you!"
Zhao Ran could understand Ye Yunxuan's dissatisfaction. A person who had already been ordered to be kicked out was still hanging around in front of his door. Anyone who saw him would be a little unhappy. Or maybe he thought that criticizing a young man he didn't like was nothing.
It's just a habit of the superiors. Even if you are a monk, you are just a low-level monk. If you want to sit down and discuss things with me, wait until you reach the level of a mage or above.
But Zhao Ran felt very uncomfortable: It's okay, why are you mentioning my teacher? My teacher taught me what kind of practice, what qualifications do you have to tell me?
So he said sincerely: "Ye Du said that he wanted to write a letter to my teacher? My teacher has been practicing in Huayun Mountain all year round. Most people may not be able to contact him. Why don't I just wait here and wait for Ye Du to write the letter?
Write it down and I'll hand it over, don't worry, you won't miss the important event Ye Du talked about."
Ye Yunxuan's old face suddenly sank, he stared at Zhao Ran up and down for a long time, then walked away.
After Ye Yunxuan disappeared in the alleyway, Zhao Ran sat back on the chair and continued to hold up the tea and sip it slowly.
Zhang Wujin was hiding in the corner just now, but now he came out and refilled Zhao Ran's water. After filling it up, he whispered: "The immortal master said it well!"