The second brother took the lame father and his son to the county town twice. Out of compassion, he took the initiative to give five hundred taels of pension money to the families of all the boat passengers and boatmen who died in the water after the boat capsized. It was regarded as a sign of good deeds.
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The goods lost by the merchants were purely their own fault, and Taoist temples do not have the habit of being taken advantage of.
They fished out the other two boatmen from the county jail, paid off the expenses, and sent away the two boatmen who had been so grateful. The matter was considered to be in the past. After the rain, the sky cleared, and the haze dissipated.
Several acres of spiritual jade millet planted on the hillside of Xitanling in Taoist Temple were mature. Everyone worked together to break off the jade millet sticks, knock off the mud from the jade millet poles, and transport them to the top of the mountain to dry.
Lezi was quite puzzled and asked in a low voice: "Dad, do the temple master and second brother still have to work in the fields?"
Who would believe the story of such a big fairy, who tied up his sleeves and broke jade and millet sticks in the field?
To say that he had no money, the second brother took out a stack of banknotes at the county government office without blinking.
Up and down the mountain, there were huge properties, new yards with blue bricks, white walls and black tiles, a series of pavilions and pavilions, and even the steps and railings going up the mountain were all exquisitely carved. They were much more luxurious than the rich people's homes he had seen on the pier.
Already.
The old lame man laughed and said: "I don't know about other families. Anyway, in our Taoist temple, everyone has to work. Your brother, the temple leader, is a good hand in plowing the fields, planting, picking fertilizer, tending, and harvesting. He only needs to
In the Taoist temple, those in the fields never rested."
After a few "ooh"s, it's no wonder that the brother in the audience doesn't have any airs.
The old cripple put down his work and asked: "Lezi, are you really not planning to go to another courtyard to read and study? It doesn't matter if you don't have the qualifications to practice, you can still learn the skills. There is a little girl in the other courtyard who looks like a bamboo pole, and she has no qualifications to practice.
, study hard and practice hard, I heard that there is a good chance that you can break through."
Lezi shook his head, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and whispered: "I promised my mother that I would live a stable life, not to wander into the world, and not to fight or kill. In the past, I had no choice but to fight on the boat, in order to survive."
Thinking of my mother, who had suffered several stab wounds and was as bloody as a gourd, she grabbed the frightened young man before she died and warned him intermittently not to seek revenge and not to wander into the world. She didn't have time to tell him the whereabouts of his father and died with his eyes open.
He died in his arms without closing his eyes. The sadness and despair at that time were unforgettable to him.
"Good boy, I've suffered so much for you. Let's not learn from it and just farm and live a peaceful life."
The old lame man hurriedly changed the subject: "I made an appointment with the clan leader. Tomorrow we will go back to Zhangjiazhuang to open the gate of the ancestral hall to worship our ancestors. The day after tomorrow, we will go to Boyun County to ask Taoist priests to perform rituals and bring your mother's bones back for a grand burial. Where will we go from now on?
If you don't go there, just live in the Taoist temple."
"Well, bring mother back."
The young man, who was a head taller than the old man, finally felt relieved and remained silent for a while, then became a little shy, as if he was ashamed to speak about something.
The old lame man has become a mature man. He looked at his boy's eyes and asked with a smile: "There used to be a girl waiting for you on the pier? Don't be embarrassed. Tell me what kind of girl she is? You boy is so poor.
"Anyone who doesn't dislike you is a good girl. Are you ugly? It doesn't matter if you are ugly, as long as you have good character..."
The young man couldn't help it anymore and argued: "She is not ugly!"
"It's better if you're not ugly. When it's time for men to get married, it's time for women to get married. Dad will ask a matchmaker for you to propose a marriage and settle the matter first."
"She...she can't speak."
"...mute?"
"She was very kind...I was starving to death, and she gave me half a thick flour pancake."
"Let dad think about it again."
"No, I will marry her, I promised her."
"You kid..."
The old lame man frowned. Most mutes are deaf, and they will grow up in the future. Seeing his son's stubborn expression, he sighed and said, "Okay, as long as you like it. Don't dislike others after you have married."
"I can't. Thank you dad."
While the two father and son were talking, Yun Qiuhe burst into the dining hall with a flutter of wine in his hand.
"Congratulations to Uncle Lame and his son on their reunion. I came in a hurry today and didn't prepare any gifts. I'll make up for them next time I come."
"Taoist Master Yun, you're welcome. I understand. No need to go out of your way to trouble."
The old lame man took the wine jar and smiled with his face wrinkled.
People feel refreshed during happy events, and he feels ten years younger these days.
Yun Qiuhe stood and said a few words, then went out and returned to the teahouse, shouting: "Master Zhang Da, you have a good harvest of spiritual jade millet and spiritual rice here. You don't treat me to spiritual rice, but give me a hundred pounds of spiritual jade millet."
?There is a saying, when you drink water, don’t forget the man who dug the well!”
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I'll treat you to a bowl of spiritual rice porridge tonight. We have so many mouths to open, and we'll eat them all within a few days. We have to be more economical. Maybe next year I can treat you to a few meals of spiritual rice."
He reached out and poured a cup of tea in front of Yun Qiuhe.
Yun Qiuhe was surprised: "Does everyone in your Taoist temple treat everyone equally?"
"We all put in the effort, so of course it's the same. Besides, there aren't many people in our Taoist temple. It's not good if some people eat and some don't."
"It's you, the temple leader, who behaves in a grand manner, but if it were another Taoist temple..."
Yun Qiuhe smelled the fragrance of the tea, took another sip, and shouted: "Spiritual tea! It's such a strong spiritual energy. How many taels of this must I grab? Otherwise, I'll stay here and not leave."
Yue Anyan took a leisurely sip of tea and said with a smile: "This year is just a taste test, it's useless for you to lie."
The original annual new tea tree is not suitable for picking tea leaves. The visitor has a secret method to replenish the vitality of the spiritual tea tree. The tea tree has grown taller and I have picked two crops of tea leaves. It is a big surprise. I can pick a few more crops next spring, which will ensure their success.
The three of them drank tea.
The last time the visitor went to Zhoucheng, he went to a street vendor to buy fifty inferior spiritual tea seeds and made a "big business". He planted them in the autumn and cultivated more than thirty spiritual tea saplings.
Yue Anyan picked up a cloth bag and handed it to Yun Qiuhe.
Yun Qiuhe took it and opened it. It was long-grain spiritual rice as white as jade, almost five kilograms in weight. She smiled so much that her teeth were exposed: "It's interesting! It's so sisterly!"
The so-called asking for a high price and paying the money on the spot would not make her feel embarrassed in the autumn wind of the Fairy Spirit Temple.
These local rich people are very good at making money, and they are all extremely rich!
The spiritual rice she got from begging for alms will be sent back to her nephew in the Huaqi Realm to make porridge and drink it, slowly nourishing it, and the steady flow of water will increase his cultivation. Since his cultivation qualifications are not good enough, he can only find ways to use resources to make up for it.
Who doesn’t have a few poor relatives who need to be taken care of?
Compared with taking elixirs, there is no risk of erysipelas from taking Lingmi Lingguo and the like. At this stage, you cannot buy these good things even if you have Lingqi stones.
As always, Zhang Wenfeng flew to the Qiutan of the Yaxi River in Shenshi to practice. After several months of slowly practicing boxing and swordsmanship, he punched and sworded again very quickly and with great momentum. He could fight back and forth for more than thirty miles, and in less than
One hour.
After seeing off Yun Qiuhe, Yue Anyan also came to Yaxi River.
She waited for the master to finish his practice. In winter, it gets dark early and twilight has already risen.
"Master, would you like to walk with me to the bottom of the river? I will apply water magic on you so that you can walk freely under the water."
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Okay, I just happened to see the Water Mansion of the Water God. But I have to tell you one thing in advance. If you don't find any good treasures in the Water Mansion, don't blame me."
The second senior brother and Yue Anyan joked privately, calling him the boy who attracts wealth.
This means that he can find treasures wherever he goes.
Yue Anyan smiled: "Viewer, please pay attention to your mouth color."
She wants to drag the master, the boy who attracts wealth, into the water because she wants to have a good harvest.
The silver-threaded sword beetle she had raised for almost two years still failed to survive the transformation into a demon. It died of old age in early winter a few days ago. She needed to gain something to dilute the loss in her heart.
The little thing who has been with her for two years has developed feelings for her.
The two flew to the river where Tu Ling found the water house. This was a bend and the river was particularly fast. On both sides of the water bank, black rocks of different sizes could be seen above the water, and there were also many rocks under the water.
The rapids hit the rocks and the waves splashed.
Following Tu Ling's instructions, he found the "river pillar" that was not above the water's surface. Yue Anyan reached out and took the viewer's hand and sank into the rapid river together.
A stream of white light like water rises from the body of the viewer, separating the viewer from the river water, forming a hollow space where he can breathe.
Zhang Wenfeng looked around curiously, and saw that Senior Sister Yue's Taoist magic was magical, and the water restriction she cast merged with the water, and the water flow quickly calmed down wherever she passed.