Zhao Ran did not go to Wujiyuan, but went directly to Junshan Temple. The group of Taoist priests in Wujiyuan basically don’t need to think about it. Every one of them counts, but those who have the talent for cultivation have been taken away by various pavilions. Basically, they will not
A fish slipped through the net, so returning to Wujiyuan is a waste of time.
Sitting in the Zhuyuan of Junshan Temple, Zhao Ran was wondering where to find talented people. After thinking for a long time, he still could only look at them one by one. But looking at the bones requires the use of Taoism, and using Taoism requires mana.
, just read them one by one, how many can you watch every day? More than ten? Or more than twenty?
Zhao Ran silently calculated, using Bai Yu's child as a reference, I'm afraid he would only be able to see fifty every day until he died. There are tens of thousands of people living in Xiaojunshan alone. If they all come here, it will take seven or eight to see.
Yue! I did nothing for half a year, just looked at and pinched one by one. Zhao Ran felt a headache when he thought about it.
But the teacher's ardent expectations and the senior brother's repeated instructions were there. If he didn't select a few apprentices to go back to, he would never be able to do the job. Zhao Ran had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight!
It is definitely not possible to make it public that he wants to recruit a disciple for his master. At that time, he is afraid that it will cause commotion among the people in the Junshan area. Therefore, Zhao Ran's method is also very simple. Isn't it the Chinese New Year? Let's visit and express our condolences before the new year.
Well, go one by one, see the bones and at the same time earn some merit along the way, why not?
Instruct Jin Jiu to arrange the arrangements. Zhao Ran will send warmth in the first month and visit every house to express condolences. A basin, a bag of rice, two taels of meat, three feet of cloth, and a red envelope of three to five cents, it doesn't cost much.
, but it works. The most important thing is to bring your care and warmth to the people, and to absorb the people's merit.
Starting from December 27th, Zhao Ran's home visits and condolences began.
The first ones to visit were, of course, the Zhong family and the Wang family. Both of these families have children who work as fireworkers in Junshan Temple. Who else could we offer condolences to if we didn’t condole to them first?
Because of Zhong Sanlang, the Zhong family is considered a big family in the village. The house is bright and spacious, with plenty of furniture, and the living conditions are very comfortable.
Uncle Zhong let Zhao Ran and the others into the main hall, and then ordered Zhong Sanlang who was following him to quickly make tea and take out fruits to serve. While greeting each other, Zhao Ran quickly used his magical powers to peek at the qualifications of Uncle Zhong and Aunt Zhong.
I just feel ordinary, without any aura.
Without qualifications, even if you have the bones, they are useless. Zhao Ran will definitely not choose such a person to worship in the building, so there is no need to look at the bones, which can be regarded as saving half the effort.
It happened that Zhong Sanlang was bringing tea, and Zhao Ran slapped his forehead. How could he forget this guy? So he also used his magical power to see Zhong Sanlang. At first glance, as expected, he was just an ordinary person.
Zhao Ran had no intention of meeting a talented person in his first family, so he suppressed his temper, chatted and laughed with Uncle Zhong and Aunt Zhong for a while, put down the condolence gifts and red envelopes, and left.
When he went out, three strands of merit flew into the sea of qi, and Zhao Ran accepted it with a smile.
When he arrived at the Wang family, Zhao Ran stayed for a while. The Wang family was different from the Zhong family. There were many children in the family. Except for Wang Simu who was doing firework in the temple, Damu, Ermu, and Sanmu all farmed at home and also worked as craftsmen.
Odd jobs. All four Damu got married, and Damu and Ermu both had children. Zhao Ran looked at each one one by one, and it really took a lot of effort.
What he had the most hope for were two children. Unfortunately, there were very few qualified people, and they were so easy to find. Both children were ordinary and destined to have no chance with the Immortal Sect for the rest of their lives.
Together with two old people, four pieces of wood, four wives, and two children, Zhao Ran stayed at the Wang family for half an hour before he was done. The Wang family was so happy that they didn't know what to do - The Immortal Master is here with me
Lao Wang's family sat there for half an hour, and this encounter would be enough to talk about!
After walking around the village for two hours, he visited four households and checked on more than thirty people. Zhao Ran couldn't stand it any longer. He had consumed a lot of mana and looked tired on his face.
Jin Jiu, who was accompanying him to offer condolences, saw that his expression was wrong, pointed to the corner in front, and said, "Why don't you go to the wine shop owned by Lao Qian's family to rest for a while?"
Zhao Ran nodded: "That's fine."
Qu Fenghe, who was pushing the cart, quickened his pace, went over first, pushed the cart under the eaves and settled it down. He went to the door and raised the curtain and shouted: "Mr. Qian, Abbot Zhao is here to express condolences to your family. Come out and see us soon."
At this time, it was almost noon, and the people of Junshan had not yet caught up with the laziness of the outside world. No one came to the wine shop to drink or buy wine, so there were no customers in the shop, only the wine flags were raised diagonally, making it look deserted.
Old man Qian lived with his teenage grandson, and he and his grandson had no other relatives. When they first moved here, they had to rely on the help of the village's mutual aid group to harvest the farmland they were allocated.
When Old Man Qian saw that there was no other way, he sublet his five acres of land to his neighbor, and the annual harvest was divided equally between the two families.
Life like this is definitely not enough. Fortunately, Mr. Qian’s ancestors have always been involved in wine making. With the skills passed down from his family, he went to Mount Cointreau to pick up fruits and brought them back to make wine at home. Not to mention, his craftsmanship is not bad.
The fruit wine he brewed tasted good and was loved by the people in several villages, so he opened this wine shop and the business was good.
The arrival of Zhao Ran obviously made Old Man Qian and his grandson overjoyed. They immediately brought out their favorite wine collection to Zhao Ran. Jin Jiu, Qu Fenghe and others filled it, and then ordered their grandson to get the side dishes from the cabinet to accompany them.
Eat and drink with Zhao Ran.
Zhao Ran was reluctant to use the Zhuhuo Lingguo to restore his magic power, so he rested in the wine shop for half an hour. The technique was circulated for three days, and then he was able to recover and regained his spirits.
He ordered Qu Fenghe to go to the car to get the condolences, put them on the table, and said with a smile: "Old Qiantou, isn't it almost Zhengdan again? On behalf of Wujiyuan and Junshan Temple, I come to visit you, old man.
I wish you a long life!"
Old Man Qian smiled from ear to ear: "How dare you deserve to be visited by the immortal master? I am really overjoyed. You see, I am also stupid and can't speak..." He pushed his grandson down and said, "Hurry up and give it to me."
Immortal Master kowtows!"
"Children, please get up. Well, this is just a thought. Buy some food for the child." Zhao Ran took out a small red envelope and stuffed it into the child's hand. He helped the child up and at the same time used his Taoist skills to see the child.
qualifications.
At first glance, I continued to be disappointed, an ordinary child... Then I took a look at Old Man Qian, hmmm...huh?
Despite the wrinkles on his face, there was a faint light lingering on his old face. Zhao Ran took a breath, this was a sign of qualifications!
Seeing that Old Man Qian was about to kneel down and thank him, Zhao Ran quickly used both hands to support him, giving real support rather than false support. He took the opportunity to squeeze Old Man Qian's bones, which coincided with the celestial phenomenon!
"By the way, Lao Qian, will you live a long life this year?"
"Reporting to the Immortal Master, the old man is three months old this year!"
Zhao Ran was stunned for a long time, sighing secretly, he was really delayed!