Fang Xi touched her face, breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Hui Dao repeatedly: "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master, I feel much better!"
Yu Lu went over to take a closer look, but Zhang Sheng was very surprised. He pestered Hui Dao and asked: "Master, is this bronze mirror of yours a magic weapon of the immortal family? It emits a light when you shine it. I only do this kind of thing."
I’ve seen it in the book of strange tales!”
Huidao felt a little bitter in his heart and sighed: "This is a treasure left by my master. It has the master's magic power. It just needs to be used once and it will be lost once. If it weren't for Mr. Fang, I would still be reluctant to part with it!"
Fang Xi is open-minded and does not hold grudges. Although Fu Shui suffered twice, she is cured now. She is very grateful. After hearing this, she immediately understood: "Thank you for your generous help. I don't have much money today. I won't bring you much money today."
Donate ten taels to express your gratitude, and there will be tribute donations in the future."
After saying that, he took out a piece of gold ingot, which weighed ten ounces and had a fine white background.
This number is not small. Even if the Fang family is a family of officials and gentry, a nephew who has not yet married can earn twenty or thirty taels a year. The little Taoist boy quickly took it and smiled obviously.
Su Ziji glanced at Hui Dao and found that this old Taoist who seemed to be greedy for money did not focus on the silver held by the little Taoist boy. Seeing everyone's solemn expressions, he suddenly understood that although the Taoist priest had just missed, Tongshan
Guan can become famous, and he does have some real abilities.
Huidao seemed to notice something and looked at Su Ziji. Thinking of what happened just now, his eyes looked a little strange and he said with a smile: "Everyone, please come inside and serve tea."
As he said this, there was a child fanning the stove to make tea in the corridor. As he walked in, a tea can came in soon.
"This is the Seventh Spring Festival. Although it is not the best, we are just chatting about it to get excited." Huidao said, pouring tea for everyone, and the aroma gradually filled the air. Everyone tasted the tea and found it fragrant and refreshing.
After Zhang Sheng drank a few sips, he couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Master, we are very envious of this magic. Can we learn the immortal way?"
Which young man would not seek immortality? As soon as these words came out, everyone straightened up and listened.
After hearing this, Huidao looked at the crowd, his eyes flashed, and then turned off again, and smiled bitterly: "I also want to seek immortality and envy Taoism, otherwise, I would not have become a Taoist priest."
"People say that magic is easy to get, but the great way is hard to find. However, this magic is also hard to find. It usually has three disadvantages and three shortcomings. And even if you bite the bullet and admit these shortcomings, you will only get some superficial skills, which will be difficult to achieve in a lifetime.
, let alone the avenue.”
"You are all young masters with a great future, and you may even be nobles in the future. How about you have no money and no power, and suffer the hardships of being widowed, widowed, alone, alone, and disabled?"
"If you are willing, I will not hesitate to open the door."
He spoke seriously and his tone was sincere. After everyone heard this, their bodies tensed up and their hearts shrank. Zhang Sheng was the first to shake his head: "If I don't have the power and wealth to repay it for the rest of my life, I also have to cut off the family and have no heirs. This is better."
Already."
Zheng Yingci put down the tea cup: "Seeking immortality and envying the way are mostly illusory. Wealth is not a bad thing. Even if you want immortality, it is more straightforward to seek it on the road of living and building a career. I have no fate in these magics."
Su Ziji held the cup in his hand and just smiled without saying a word. Only Fang Xi touched his face again, feeling a little moved. He was just thinking about his family's property and his pretty fiancée, and swallowed the words in a stupor.
"It is indeed a great way to create a good life for the people and have great merits." Hui Dao heard what Zheng Yingci said and saw everyone's reaction. He was not angry and just smiled: "As long as there is an official road, there will naturally be small paths, and small paths can also lead to subtle things."
The so-called innate ways are naturally useful!"
"Here, please drink tea. The tea is slightly cold and has a unique flavor. If it is colder, it won't taste good."
Everyone then drank tea. At this time, the tea was slightly cool and had a delicate fragrance, and the fruit had a unique taste. Su Ziji, who had been alert when he came to Tongshan Temple, suddenly discovered that Huidao was only curious about him and had no ill intentions.
"Is it possible that the Tongshan Taoist priest who wants to harm me is not this person?"
"This is also possible. There will not be only one Taoist priest in a Taoist temple."
But then I thought: "Huidao is the master of Tongshan Temple, is he really unaware of this?"
Because of this suspicion, when everyone left, the viewer seemed to want to get closer to Su Ziji, but Su Ziji did not give him the opportunity.
"Master Fang, I have something to tell you," Hui Dao said suddenly. Fang Xi stopped for a moment and turned to look at him.
"When you go back this time, please don't treat Meng Lang frivolously again. Pindao will be traveling in the near future..." Huidao didn't say the rest of the words, but the meaning was already very obvious.
If you cause something like this again, you may not be able to find me.
Fang Xi suddenly burst into tears: "I know!"
After thanking him profusely again, Fang came out with everyone.
At this time, it was drizzling outside, and Su Ziji calmed down. No matter whether the thing that harmed him was related to Hui Dao or not, the soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. Whatever happened, he would take care of it himself!
"However, Hui Dao said that he is going to leave Guanyun in the near future, so what should he do?"
"Brother Su, the rain is getting heavier. If you go to the county town now, even if you have an ox cart, you will definitely get wet. Why don't you go to my house to take shelter from the rain?" Seeing that Su Ziji wanted to return to the city with Yu Lu, Fang Xi hurriedly invited him.
Both are from Linhua County, but Fang Xi and Zheng Yingci do not live in the city.
The Fang and Zheng families are both wealthy families in the county. Coincidentally, they are from the same village, Sanqiudu. As the troubled times subsided, Sanqiudu was located on an important road and gradually prospered and turned into a town.
However, scholars from each of the Fang and Zheng families changed their families, separated their families without dividing their clans, and became two famous local surnames, claiming to unite and occupy half of the town.
Su Ziji had also heard about this and knew that Fang Xi was a hospitable person, but the Fang family was a family of officials and gentry with very strict rules, and Fang Xi had just recovered from his illness. Today must be a time for the family to talk about themselves, so why should he?
Rushing to annoy people?
Even if he had thoughts of making friends with the officials and gentry, he had to put it down for the time being, so he declined politely: "Brother Fang, let's wait for another day. Today, the scene is getting darker."
"It's getting late, so I have to stay overnight. The spring rain is very cold. Once you catch the wind and cold, it will be a serious matter."
In ancient times, people were as afraid of wind and cold as tigers. Since there was no specific medicine, once pneumonia was found, there was no cure.
Yu Lu looked at the sky. Although it was afternoon, it was drizzling. The rain was mixed with fine snow and the cold wind was blowing. He said, "What my cousin actually said is that we should stay overnight!"
Zhang Sheng also shouted: "Brother Su, you always want to study. The Fang family has a lot of books. It would be a good idea to go and read. Just go!"
"I want to read. I have one at home. My father spent a lot of effort and got three thousand volumes." Fang Xi said immediately: "When we get home, we will read at night by candlelight."
Seeing everyone's sincerity, Su Ziji's heart moved. He had few books to begin with, and the Fang family had books. He didn't know if he could make any progress. So he declined a little and agreed.