Chen Fan walked leisurely like this. Two days later, he arrived at Guangzhou City. Guangzhou in this era had a hint of "fake prosperity." He found a deserted place to put away the white dragon, and Chen Fan walked
Entered the city of Guangzhou.
Chen Fan was wandering around the streets of Guangzhou, planning to find an inn and stay here for two days. He also bought some gifts for his family. After all, he was going home, so he couldn't leave empty-handed.
"Stinky beggar, if you dare to steal anything, I won't beat you to death." There was a sound of beating and scolding in front of him, and Chen Fan didn't care. He had seen this kind of thing a lot over the years, and he would still take care of it at the beginning.
, but now I have become accustomed to it.
What he didn't expect was that if he didn't look for trouble, trouble would actually find him. A petite figure suddenly bumped into him. What he didn't expect the most was that the spiritual weapon on his body didn't respond.
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Chen Fan took a closer look and found that he was a little beggar of five or six years old. He was dressed in tattered single clothes, his face was covered with dirt, but he had a pair of bright eyes.
"I finally caught you, little beggar. How dare you steal my steamed buns? I'll beat you to death." Because he bumped into Chen Fan, the little beggar was caught by the stall owner.
From his words, Chen Fan knew that the little beggar had stolen his buns. Looking at the little beggar, he was desperately protecting the things in his arms without making a sound, just silently enduring the beatings and scoldings.
"Okay, the bun seller, I'll give him the money for the buns, so you don't have to fight anymore." Chen Fan stopped the stall owner.
When the bun vendor saw Chen Fan's grandeur, he didn't dare to say anything. He took the money for the buns and left. The little beggar didn't say anything, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Chen Fan twice and turned around to leave.
Chen Fan hadn't figured out why his spiritual weapon didn't respond to him, so he secretly followed him. Chen Fan had spiritual consciousness within him, and a radius of a thousand meters was within his range. Naturally, the little beggar didn't.
Discover.
When we followed him to his residence, we discovered that it was a ruined temple.
"Brother, brother, look what I found?" A little girl's voice came out of Chen Fan's ears.
"Qianqian, where did you steal the buns?" A weak boy's voice sounded.
"No; it was given to me by a Taoist priest who took pity on me." The little girl did not tell the truth.
"Qianqian, remember, we must have integrity as human beings. No matter how difficult it is, we can't steal anything," the little boy said.
"I know, brother, hurry up and eat it, it's delicious."
"Brother is not hungry, Qianqian, please eat." The little boy refused.
"Brother, you are lying. You have been sick for two days. How can you not be hungry?"
"Okay; let's eat together." The little boy could only surrender.
Chen Fan saw that the little boy was about six or seven years old, and he must be seriously ill. Seeing that the brother and sister could still be friendly to each other under such circumstances, he decided to help them.
So he showed up and walked in through the gate. The little boy was very alert and asked, "Who are you and what do you want to do?" After saying this, he struggled to get up.
"Little brother, please be patient, Pindao is the one who buys buns for your sister." Sensing the little boy's wariness, Chen Fan comforted him.
"Yes, brother; it was this Taoist priest who helped me." The little girl comforted him beside him.
"Thank you, Taoist Master; Chen Xiu kowtows to you." He said as he stood up.
"Brother, there is no need to be polite. Your name is Chen Xiu?" Chen Fan quickly refused when he saw that he was weak.
"Yes, boy Chen Xiu, this is my sister Chen Qian."
"Hahaha; then we were a family five hundred years ago. Our poor Taoist name is Xuanqing, and our layman's surname is Chen. Just now, I saw that you two were not talking like beggars. How could you be reduced to such a state?"
"Ahem, Taoist Master Mingjian, our brother and sister were originally from a squire family outside the city, but we fell into this situation due to banditry at home." Xiao Chen Xiu explained.
"Yeah; I see. Seeing that my brother is sick, Pindao asked himself if he still has some medical skills. Would he be willing to ask Pindao to look at it for you?"
"Really, thank you Taoist Master, brother, you are saved." Chen Qian was very happy.
After careful inspection by Chen Fan, he found that Chen Xiu just had a cold, lack of nutrition, and no money for treatment. This minor illness could be cured by Chen Fan with just a talisman.
However, Chen Fan did not perform Taoist magic in front of the two of them. Instead, he took them to an inn. After bathing and changing clothes, they received medical diagnosis and treatment. During this period, Chen Fan examined the two people's bodies in the name of prevention.
I finally figured out why my spiritual weapon didn't respond to Chen Qian. It turned out that Chen Qian was an innate Taoist body, born with a shortcut, and she had an innocent heart and no malicious intent, so her spiritual weapon had no response to her at all.
Although his brother Chen Xiu is not an innate Taoist body, he is also a rare pure yang body. His eight-character pure yang body is naturally capable of restraining demons and monsters, and he is also a rare Taoist genius.
During the treatment, Chen Fan carefully observed the characters of the two of them. Although the elder brother was young, he was upright, while the younger sister was innocent and kind-hearted.
How could Chen Fan not be tempted when he met such a talented person? So while Chen Xiu was recovering from his illness, he called the two of them over after dinner that night.
"Brother Chen Xiu, you have recovered from your illness. What are your plans for the future?"
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for taking care of me over the past few days. We are just two brothers and sisters. Now we have no relatives, so we can only take one step and look at it." Chen Xiu said helplessly.
"I see; I see that my brothers and sisters are very talented, and I would like to accept you as my disciples. I wonder if you are willing?"
"Ah; of course I am willing, Chen Xiu pays homage to the master." After saying that, he pulled Chen Qian and knelt down.
Seeing the two people kowtow to him, Chen Fan did not refuse this time. After all, they were master and disciple, and some etiquette was insurmountable.
"Okay, okay; get up quickly." After seeing the two of them kowtow, Chen Fan quickly helped them up.
"Since you have worshiped me as your master, I also want to tell you my origin. I am from the Maoshan sect. I am a great disciple of Maoshan's "Tiandao" lineage. My Taoist name is Xuanqing, which is your master's Taoist name; 1.
Mei is the leader of our lineage, do you remember that?"
"Yes, Master." Chen Xiu and the other two said to take note.
Chen Fan took out two jade pendants from his arms, distributed them to the two of them, and asked them to shed their blood to identify their owners.
"That's good. The jade pendants I gave you just now were refined by me. They are two top-quality magic weapons. I give them to you. One is as a symbol of status, and the other is as a magic weapon for your body protection."
Chen Xiu and the two of them looked carefully at the jade pendant in front of them. They saw that the jade pendant was half the size of an adult's hand, in the shape of a token, and the jade quality was warm and moist. One side was engraved with the word Maoshan and surrounded by two dragons, and the other side was with the word Tiandao.
The background is a lotus flower.
Moreover, holding the jade pendant in my hand, I felt as if it was connected to my mind, and there was a fresh air flowing out of the jade pendant, extending my arms around my body, and I felt refreshed for a moment.
Chen Xiu knew it was a treasure and immediately pulled his sister to thank him again.
Chen Fan received a salute and said: "Okay, it's over today. As for other things, we will talk about them later when we have the opportunity. Now that Chen Xiu has recovered, we will have another day of rest tomorrow. We will leave here the day after tomorrow. You go back to your room to rest first."
Bar."
"Yes, disciple, please leave." Chen Xiu took his sister back to the room.
"Brother, have we become disciples of the Taoist Master? Will we no longer have to go hungry after that?" After returning to the room, the slightly confused sister expressed her doubts.
"Yes; Qianqian, now that we have a master, Qianqian will never have to go hungry again."