Zhang Wenfeng sent the donkey and the message back first, so as not to worry his senior brothers and others, Zhang Wenfeng stayed at Qingshui Temple for three more days.
He helped Chen Qingqiao make repeated calculations before and after the Taoist temple, and arranged several nine-foot-wide wooden rows and Bagua arrays. This was the limit of what he could currently arrange. Any larger arrays would be twice as difficult, and there was nothing he could do.
Qingshui Temple has considerable wealth, and has used more than 150 spiritual energy stones to set up formations.
Besides calling him poor, Chen Qingqiao was also able to show off the ropes.
When we returned, the snow was melting, the sky was clearing, and the blue sky seemed to have been washed clean.
Zhang Wenfeng carried a bag with Chen Qingqiao to thank him for the transcripts of classics and books. Such a sincere gift, there was no reason to refuse it, so he accepted it with a fist and said goodbye.
Returning to the mountain gate, he smiled in return at the neatly dressed apprentice on duty under the archway.
After not coming back for a few days, I built a smooth two-foot-wide gravel road leading to the foot of the mountain. There is also a gravel path leading to Qingzheng Villa and Wei Xingde's new courtyard in the east forest. It looks neat and comfortable.
Zhang Wenfeng couldn't afford to walk on the muddy road. He guessed that the second senior brother heard the kind words that Master Wu said when he came here last night, such as "Xianling Temple has become an independent sect."
Now, with many apprentices who have had a long meal and are full of energy, they are laying stones to pave the way. They want to build up and down the mountain gate and create some new atmosphere.
The donkey came rushing up from the stream, grinning and showing its teeth.
"Master, what good things are you carrying? Have you brought wine?"
Zhang Wenfeng took out a jar of wine from one of the bags and stuffed it into the empty basket on the donkey's shoulder.
This guy's dream of being a hero has not yet come true, so he drank a lot. He took out a bag of fruits he bought in the town and stuffed it into another basket. The cub rarely slept in it and said: "Qingzheng Villa, that sounds so good."
It’s so exciting, why don’t you go play?”
"Lu Huan has been sleeping in the cave for two days."
The donkey got a jar of wine, ran back, and answered the question incorrectly.
I don’t know how it will take out the jar and drink the sealed wine?
Zhang Wenfeng immediately understood that the mountain badger was about to advance to the next level, and the donkey had to guard it before he could rest assured. In less than three months, the mountain badger was about to advance to the first level of mid-level cultivation, and it was because he came to him to beg for a few pieces of flowing crystal sand.
the reason?
The little demon's body bones haven't grown yet. Is it good to advance so quickly?
After thinking about it, Zhang Wenfeng walked into the Qingzheng Courtyard with two bags in hand. He saw the woman in the courtyard who was the most lively and jumping like an eagle. She smiled and nodded as a greeting.
Yue Anyan walked a few steps from the corridor, greeted the patron, and reached out to take two candies wrapped in oil paper that the patron handed to her.
The more you eat, the more you get used to it.
Whenever the patron goes out, he will usually bring her special snacks from various shops to eat.
Zhang Wenfeng handed over another cloth bag of books and said with a smile: "The local specialties given by Guanzhu Chen can be read for a while."
Yue Anyan took the bag and opened it to see that it was full of books. They were all books on formations, refining medicines, spiritual plants, etc. that he had never seen before, as well as experience books. He smiled a little from ear to ear and said: "Guanzhu Chen is too polite.
, this gift is a perfect gift."
Yun Qiuhe flew from the middle of the field to the corridor in one step, and casually appointed the tallest Wei Jingjie to take her place as the eagle. She shouted impolitely: "Where's mine?"
He stretched out his hand and asked for a gift in person.
Zhang Wenfeng took out a bag of fresh oranges bought from a shop in the town from the cloth bag, handed it to the Taoist priest Keqing who was responsible for leading the apprentices to have fun, and asked casually: "Are you healed? Why don't you take some more rest?"
Yun Qiuhe glanced at Yue Anyan's closed book bag and the preserved fruit oil paper bag in her hand. She broke open an orange, bit into half of it, and said vaguely: "I'm fine. I said it was a minor injury. It doesn't matter."
She felt sour in her heart, looking at her junior brother, he brought snacks to his junior sister every time he came back from a trip.
I heard Yue Anyan mention it once occasionally, but this time she caught him in the act.
Look at the senior brother who cares about this and that, is nagging and annoying and has never brought her a gift. Is the gap so big yesterday?
After getting a bag of gifts, she flew into the arena and said, "Come here and eat oranges. There's not enough to share. One for two, and the rest is mine."
The little ones swarmed over, all happy, and sweetly shouted, "Taoist Master Yun is the best" and "We all like Taoist Master Yun", coaxing Yun Qiuhe to the point where he didn't even have the slightest image of a teaching Taoist priest.
Ten of them are exposed.
A little black girl wearing a loose and thick cotton-padded jacket. She was not big and her hands and feet were very smooth. She squeezed in and picked up half a large orange with the skin. She quickly got out of the crowd and ran to the side of the field as if she was offering a treasure. She climbed through the wooden railing of the corridor.
During the gap, he raised his head and handed it to the temple master and Yue Anyan, saying softly: "Buddhist master, Taoist Yue, please eat the orange!"
Zhang Wenfeng took the orange with a smile in his eyes, squeezed a piece into his mouth, ate it, and handed it to Yue Anyan.
"Shui Qingru, have you practiced your sword seriously these days?"
"Looking back to the master, I practice every day. I do 600 flat thrusts every day. I practice in the morning and evening. I am not lazy."
The little girl immediately became cautious when she heard that the master was practicing in the exam, stood up straight, and answered seriously.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded, "You can only become a master by enduring hardships. Practice martial arts and swordsmanship, and if you persevere, you will definitely gain something." After saying a few words, he picked up the bag and walked towards the dining hall.
Yue Anyan also ate a piece, stuffed the remaining oranges to the little girl, and said with a smile: "Do you remember what the master said? Don't envy others for finding the sense of Qi. Just keep practicing, don't practice hard, and don't
Less practice laziness.”
The little girl blinked her big eyes, "Little girl, remember, you have to suffer!"
Yue Anyan touched the little girl's bun and said, "Go ahead and play when it's time to play."
The little girl ate oranges and ran into the playground to play.
Zhang Wenfeng walked to the dining hall, handed the snacks he bought to Uncle Lame, stood and said a few words, and came to the teahouse in the southeast courtyard with empty hands. Yue Anyan was already boiling water. When the fragrance of tea overflowed, Yun Qiuhe
The scent of orange wafts in.
After drinking a cup of tea, Yun Qiuhe said with a serious look: "Master, I want to discuss something with you."
"What's the matter? You tell me first."
Zhang Wenfeng rarely saw Yun Qiuhe being so solemn, so he put down his tea cup and asked.
"Last time, two monks from our Daolu branch died in the line of duty. One of them, He Wen, left behind a child, who is thirteen years old this year. They were orphans and widowed. The tribe wanted to use their pension money, and so did He's sister-in-law.
She had a weak personality and her dead husband's body was still cold. She cried at home all day long and didn't know how to deal with it.
The child's name was He He. Yesterday, some people from Daolu Branch and I went to express our condolences. The child was not afraid of trouble. In the mourning hall, he revealed all the scandals about his uncle and uncle bullying them, and asked us to help him make the decision.
I was so angry that I almost beat those shameless people to death... If something like this happened, He and his wife would no longer be able to live in the village. I promised to find a place for the two of them to live in peace. Aunt He was very diligent.
She only had one request: she didn't want to be separated from her child.
Don't worry, that child has the aptitude for the fire element. He Wen took the child to the Daolu branch for a test a long time ago. It was Mrs. He who couldn't bear to let the child go to Lao He's old Taoist temple to practice. It took almost three months. Otherwise, I wouldn't do it.
Wouldn’t have thought of it here.”
Yun Qiuhe was still a little angry when he spoke.
She didn't expect that the deprivation of food would happen under her nose.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded and said with a smile: "I will say hello to the second senior brother later. We will seize the time to build a house near Wei Xingde's yard and find a few more people. We can move in in a few days. Sister He will come here to help with some work."
, I will see the child sooner or later, so I have to make it clear to her in advance that the child must live in the Qingzheng Villa and cannot be treated specially."
"No problem. As long as she can see her son every day, she is willing to do it no matter how hard it is. In fact, the money in their hands can guarantee them a lifetime of food and clothing. There is no problem at all. The child is ambitious, can read, and has read a few books.
, he wants to practice Taoism and inherit his father’s wish, and he doesn’t want to buy a small house in the city and live his whole life.”
After the matter was settled, Yun Qiuhe stopped drinking tea, got up and walked out in a hurry, saying: "I'll tell them, so that Sister He won't worry about not sleeping well. By the way, Master, I'll go to the city tomorrow.
Divide the spoils!”
People have already flown out of the corridor.
Divide the spoils?
Zhang Wenfeng saw the smile in his senior sister's eyes and explained: "It's about dividing the spoils. Yun Qiuhe talks nonsense."
He caught a glimpse of half a green object peeking out from under the cuff of Yue Anyan's raised left hand. It was a praying mantis. If it weren't for the two thin beards that were vivid and swaying slightly, he would have thought it was a jade carving ornament.
Praying mantises don't survive the winter, but the one Yue Anyan raised is obviously different.