I Am Immortal

  Chapter 97 Long overdue old scalper

It was night, so Qi Wuhuo randomly found a place that could shelter from the wind and rain. It was a grass shed by the side of the mountain road. It was probably built by a nearby family. If there were too many bitter wood and dry grass, there was no way to move it at once. Going down the mountain, or in other words, the yard at the bottom of the mountain is already full, so I have to put it here for the time being. There is a simple shed on it, which can somewhat shelter from the wind and rain, and there are some yellow and soft straws.

  The young Taoist unfastened his sword case, and jumped back.

   There was a dull sound, and it looked like a large character, lying on the straw, squinting its eyes comfortably.

  The moonlight is clear and the mountains are quiet. He really likes this feeling.

  He let out a breath, holding the bird egg in his arms, the young Taoist looked at the moonlight in the sky, he didn't think about anything, he was just quiet, the stars were everywhere, he suddenly laughed, and said: "Where is the Altair?"

   "The moon is getting rounder..."

  He looked at the moonlight.

   When the full moon comes, it's time to find the Mingzhen Daomeng.

  He was lying on the soft straw, thinking about something, and fell asleep vaguely.

  Only in the mountains, the moonlight, the flowing wind, is only a young man, a Taoist, a cultivator.

   On the second day, Qi Wuhuo was woken up by the sound of birdsong.

A sparrow landed on his shoulder and gently pecked the young man's cheek. It didn't hurt, or that kind of slight pain was even more inclined to be a numb and itchy feeling. The young Taoist opened his eyes and stared at the sky. After staying in a daze for a while, he stretched his waist, startled the sparrow who was obsessed with pulling his hair, and then jumped on the branch to "reprove" the young Taoist.

  Qi Wuhuo got up, washed with the clear spring in the mountain, and picked some pine nuts to eat.

Because I still have to go to the Mingzhen Taoist League, I have to stay near the capital city of Zhongzhou. After thinking about it, I got up, patted the dust that didn't exist on the clothes, and went straight to the capital city of Zhongzhou, and fought with Xiaofeng and Jiaotu again. call.

   laughed at the wind and said: "Oh, little Taoist priest, I haven't come here for so long, I thought you were suffering from laziness and couldn't get up from lying down!"

  Jiaotu said: "Don't pay attention to him, his mouth stinks to death."

   "It's just that he missed you very much after you haven't come for a long time. He has been muttering to me about the little Taoist priest, little Taoist priest, why hasn't the little Taoist priest come here? I'm so annoyed."

   Laughing at the wind and being furious: "You're talking nonsense! Obviously you talk a lot!"

  Jiaotu was furious: "You're just talking nonsense! You've said it eight hundred times!"

   "Then you have said it a thousand and eight hundred times!"

   "You two thousand eight!"

   "Then you three thousand eight!"

The spirits of the two sculptures started to quarrel again. In broad daylight, it was more interesting than this world of mortals. During the quarrel, I still didn’t forget to chat with the young Taoist priest. Knowing that he came here for a short stay, he mocked the wind and said: " Then you should go to the northwest, where there is a Taoist temple, there is only an old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest in the Taoist temple."

   "Although there are some other monk temples and Taoist temples in the city, they are all with foggy eyes and muddy spirits."

   "If you don't recognize us, naturally you won't recognize you either."

  The young Taoist thanked him and left.

   mocking the wind and said loudly: "Little Taoist, little Taoist."

   "You look more like a real person than a few days ago!"

   "You need to work harder!"

  The young Taoist laughed, thought for a while, then reached out and waved his fist.

Then I made a curse just now, and I still mixed into the crowd and walked into the city. What I saw before my eyes was really dazzling, especially the left and right sides of the [Nine-Eye Bridge], pedestrians passing by, vendors selling snacks, and the hot air. Teng Teng, and the taste of the mountains, the young Taoist couldn't help it, took out a copper coin, took a pancake, and a bowl of gruel.

   There are also water lumps cut into thin shreds, sprinkled with red chili oil and mixed with rice, a steaming meal.

The young Taoist watched the people coming and going, and walked slowly to the northwest of the city. Sure enough, he found the Taoist temple under an old tree. , but it seemed to have been weathered and mottled. Qi Wuhuo knocked on the door of the Taoist temple, and a delicate-looking little Taoist priest came out.

   Ask him why he came, and invite him in.

  Originally, even if you are placing an order at a Taoist temple, you have to read the document, but the old Taoist only glanced at the young Taoist, and then praised:

   "Three talents are complete, it is a rare Taoist orthodoxy..."

   "It's clear that you haven't been born with qi, but your primordial spirit is much stronger than this old man."

   "It's fellow Taoist, please come in."

  So Qi Wuhuo settled in this Taoist temple for a short time.

  In the Taoist temple, there is only one old Taoist and a young Taoist priest. Except for the Sanqing Hall, there are Tianwang Halls on the left and right, and there is still a building.

  The building is two stories high, and there is a sword hanging under the plaque.

The young Taoist helped clean up every day, but he never went up the building, because this building was always locked. The old Taoist once explained with a smile: "This building is called [Luzu Building], and the ancestors of our lineage once got a It is because of the advice of an immortal surnamed Lu that this pavilion was left behind, and it cannot be opened without the visit of an old man named Lu."

  When the young Taoist asked the immortal surnamed Lu, the old Taoist just shook his head and said:

   "It's been too long, I don't remember the old way."

   "It's better to say that I was not even born at that time, and my ancestor's ancestor was still a little Taoist priest."

   "How do you know?"

  So Qi Wuhuo had no choice but to press down his curiosity and those slight guesses.

After Tan Taixuan stole the badge of the Mingzhen Daoist League, he fled to Zhongzhou from afar, and many of the things he committed were near the Fucheng. The family members of the person who made the last wish, and then pass on regrets and wishes. If it is farther away, it is often necessary to move forward by hiding from the ground.

  Leave at sunrise and return at sunset.

  The little Taoist priest of Lianyang Temple was curious.

  The old Taoist was not curious.

  But he also asked the little Taoist priest Mo Duo to ask.

Another day when Qi Wuhuo came back, it was already dusk and he was hungry, but the vendors had already taken them away. When he was asking, the old man who was pushing a small cart and selling gadgets next to him said, "He, I don't know Why, I must have caught a cold, coughed badly, and didn't want to offend others, so I had to rest at home."

   "Hey, little Taoist, you should pay attention too."

   "I don't know what happened recently."

   "More and more people are getting sick."

  He also coughed a few times, picked up a five-color silk thread and said: "This is used to ward off evil spirits, do you want one for the little Taoist priest?"

  Qi Wuhuo declined.

   During this period of time, the number of people who feel sick is gradually increasing.

The young Taoist had no choice but to endure his hunger, and walked back, but at the corner of the intersection, he saw the little Taoist priest of Lianyang Temple, who also spotted Qi Wuhuo, and waved: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, here, it's here!"

  All the Taoists in the world are the disciples of the Taoist ancestors, and meeting each other on the left and right is just to call each other a Taoist friend.

   It's just that the old Taoist had an equal friendship with Qi Wuhuo.

Therefore, the little Taoist had no choice but to call Uncle Qi, and because he felt that the young Taoist was not a few years older than himself, and seemed to be a generation younger than himself, he was a little unhappy. The old Taoist bought a candied haws and coaxed him for half an afternoon. Only then obediently gave in, and honestly called the young Taoist a teacher, and later got used to it.

  Everyone looked sideways.

   Qi Wuhuo walked over, but saw that it was a porridge shop.

   It is not gruel, but a very thick one. The young Taoist could smell a lot of medicinal materials just by smelling it.

  It can strengthen the body and exorcise evil spirits.

   There is a luxuriously dressed young man directing the porridge, but he is enthusiastic.

  The little Taoist priest Mingxin lined up for a long time, and when he saw Qi Wuhuo coming, he came out and lined up with him at the back.

   "Ah, Taoist priest, it's you."

   Suddenly there was a sound.

Qi Wuhuo turned around and saw a few big men. They were the beggars who lived in the Earth Temple when he first came to Zhongzhou Prefecture. They were wearing clean clothes at the moment. It was obvious that they had found a job and came to Looking for a full meal here, several people thanked them, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, there is not much rain this year, we can save a few days of cold, and can come out to work earlier."

   "However, I haven't been paid yet, so this porridge is really timely."

   "This medicine porridge warms up the body and makes people feel much more comfortable."

   "Go to get rid of the cold."

Several people were chatting, and when they approached, the young man in brocade clothes gave Qi Wuhuo a bowl of porridge. Qi Wuhuo's eyes were slightly surprised, but he recognized the young man, thanked him, walked to the side, and The little Taoist priest Mingxin, who felt happy, walked to the Taoist temple together. The little Taoist priest Mingxin staggered, and liked the meat porridge very much.

  Because there is no need to wash the rice by yourself!

   In this way, you can spend more time in a daze under the pine tree and look at the ants.

  The young Taoist smiled and asked, "Does the porridge taste good?"

"Um!"

   "A Taoist must not know the medicine, and if he doesn't know the medicine, he can't practice. So, let me test you, how many herbs are there?"

  So the little Taoist priest Mingxin was at a loss.

   "What's the use of these medicinal materials?"

  Ming Xin looked like she was about to cry: "Can you recognize it after just one bite of porridge?"

The young Taoist smiled slightly, handed over a piece of candy, stuffed it into Ming Xin's mouth, stopped the little Taoist's tears, and then slowly explained the contents of the porridge, saying: "It's because I know this prescription. , I thought I was the only one in the world who knew this recipe, and that’s right, I underestimated others, if sir can create it, others can naturally create it.”

   "Is this prescription very powerful?"

   "It's very powerful. My husband calls it [Pingfeng San]. I don't know what the name of the doctor who wrote this recipe and made it into meat porridge is."

   "Probably not this fun."

  “Even if it is the same thing, different people name it differently.”

  Ming Xin asked curiously, "Why is it called Pingfeng San?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "The meaning of [Pingfeng San] is to use the invisible power of the medicine to transform into an invisible jade screen in front of the person, resisting the entry of evil and diseased qi, just to support the healthy qi, but not to harm the body." Biased, let those who are weaker can absorb the power of the medicine, Zhong Zhengping and the four words are very simple to say, but it is very difficult to be a human being or to practice medicine."

  Ming Xin nodded, and said, "It doesn't sound like someone your age would say, Shishu."

  The young Taoist touched his head and replied gently: "The person who taught me medicine told me so."

  Ming Xin asked curiously: "But, does Uncle Qi know that person just now?"

   "You seem to be thinking about it."

  Qi Wuhuo said: "Yes, I know."

   is in a dream.

Five years ago, when the current emperor ascended the throne, he defeated his elder brother in a fight to seize the heir apparent. Just now, that young man was the son of the one who failed to seize the heir. He was the second in the family, and he still had an older sister, two younger brothers, and a younger sister. After his father failed, he was named the king of the county, and he became depressed and passed away soon.

  The name of the county king was inherited by the child.

   Soon, the younger brother of the young county king had an accident first, and his galloping horse fell into the lake and died.

   Then there is the elder sister who is recorded as [smart and cold, decisive, knowledgeable about political affairs, and sighs that she is not a man every time she talks to her father].

  This sister seems to have been poisoned.

   After all, it is a matter of royal pickling, but what makes Qi Wuhuo puzzled is, has this young man ever been to Zhongzhou?

In Qi Wuhuo's memory of Huangliang Yimeng, who was later named the king of the county, he seemed to have some movements at the beginning, causing waves to remain; but after his elder sister was poisoned in the capital, he was trapped in Zhongzhou , although he seems to have great ambitions, but there is nothing he can do. Every month or so, he plays a show of kindness and filial piety with the current emperor, and wins the hearts of scholars all over the world?

  Why is it here?

  …………

Qi Wuhuo restrained his curiosity, and went back to the Taoist temple with the little Taoist Mingxin, cleaned up, and slept in the scripture pavilion. It was when he was meditating at night, and suddenly felt the vitality change. , finally lit up again, and Qi Wuhuo saw the girl again, but she was wearing white clothes and green clothes today.

  The whole head of black hair was **** with a light taupe-colored headband, elegant and unrestrained, like a green lotus flower in a pond, but with an anxious expression on his face, he said anxiously:

   "Wuhuo, Uncle Niu 'went out' before, but now he is back."

   "Just something, something's not quite right..."

   "Daddy is not here."

   "Doubu, and Leifu have issued an edict, my father went to Doubu to appoint a general, and I am alone at home, and others don't know what to do..."

Yunqin murmured, and soon, Qi Wuhuo knew what "not quite right" meant, the girl stretched out her hand and pulled to the side, and pulled the old scalper, who turned into a human body, and it was Youzai The one floating over leisurely is also sitting on the lotus platform, with his hands forming the fearless seal of the Three Realms, and his face is full of desires, which looks like a Buddha statue in a temple.

   There is a big light behind the head.

  It is very eye-catching.

  Yunqin stretched out her finger and poked it, and it was possible to pass through.

   "What should I do? Now Uncle Niu has become like this."

  The girl was crying.

   Poking and poking with a mournful face.

  The old cow sat on the lotus platform, his eyes turned into the slender and large soft arcs of the Buddha statue in the temple, and there was a little red light between his brows, and said:

   "Amitabha, the original form is not the form, why are you so persistent?"

  The young Taoist said a lot of words and tried a lot of methods. This old cow is sitting on a lotus platform, and the light behind his head looks like a Bodhisattva.

  Benevolence and kindness are like statues on the lotus platform.

  The title is the Great Bull King Bodhisattva.

  Finally, the young Taoist meditated, stretched out a finger, and said:

   "Uncle Niu."

   "The previous [Seven Tips], I wrote the second one!"

  So the expression of "Strength Bull King Bodhisattva" froze suddenly with a benevolent expression.

  PS:

  Yupingfeng Powder, created by Wei Yilin, a physician in Yuan Dynasty

  (end of this chapter)