The Taoist turned and went to the incense hall. He quickly took out a brocade box and presented it respectfully to Xiao Yi: "it was made by the master himself before he left. It's very valuable."
Xiao Yi opens it.
There was a string of simple and delicate Wooden Rosary Beads in the brocade box. He picked it up and smelled it. The rosary beads had some strange fragrance, but he didn't know what kind of wood they were made of.
He frowned and said, "did he leave anything else?"
The Taoist shook his head: "I haven't left a word."
Xiao Yi held the rosary beads tightly.
Therefore, people in Buddhism and Taoism are very strange. If there is something you can't explain directly, you have to make a mystery. It's obviously a very simple thing. You have to make others rack their brains to stop.
"Good apprentice!"
A weak voice came from outside the Taoist temple.
Poinsettia, holding the wooden frame, gasped: "your feet are too fast. It's hard for me to catch up When we go back, let's change. You ride a cow, you ride a horse as a teacher... "
On the way, his cattle refused to go and had to eat grass. He used his lightness skills to chase them.
Xiao Yi is too lazy to talk to him.
He didn't see the old Taoist in person. He was in a bad mood, so he turned around and left.
After two steps, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the fortune teller's box on the side of the hall. He thought of the sign he had drawn.
He remembers how sad the little girl was when she got the autograph of "a single shadow for two generations". At that time, her eyes were red and she almost cried.
With a slight hiss, he went to pick up the signboard, which produced a strong internal force. But in an instant, the green bamboo signboard gave out a "click", and the whole signboard was crushed!
He left a pile of money bills for compensation and walked away indifferently.
The Taoists swallowed.
This gentleman looks at the handsome Yili, but he is very fierce when he uses violence. He crushes their signets without any reason. It's really frightening!
Poinsettia sat on the threshold: "apprentice, are you leaving now? I haven't had enough rest yet! It's not easy to come back. Let me have a cup of tea before you leave! Did you hear me speaking as a teacher?! Unfilial, Xiao daoyan, you are rebellious
Xiao Qi ignored him and went straight down the mountain.
Poinsettia watched him go away, and the gentle smile disappeared.
He got up and patted the Taoist robe and said coldly, "where's the old man?"
Old man?
The Taoists looked at each other suspiciously.
Finally, the Taoist who was in charge of Laojun pavilion was old and knowledgeable. After staring at the cinnabar mole with a poinsettia eyebrow for a long time, he suddenly said: "martial uncle?"
Poinsettia nodded.
When he was young, he went to Chang'an to make contributions. It's hard for anyone to remember him.
He looked around: "the old man, why don't you see him come out?"
Taoist faces are strange.
This Poinsettia martial uncle just scolded benefactor Xiao for his treachery. As a result, he actually called his master "the old man". It is true that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked!
A Taoist said in a respectful voice: "report back to martial uncle, the master emerged years ago. It has been half a month."
"Eclosion?"
Poinsettia pick eyebrows.
His heart suddenly gave birth to ecstasy. He caught a glimpse of the Taoists staring at him. He coughed softly and said sadly, "I'm unfilial. I didn't have time to give him the last ride..."
The old man is dead.
You don't have to be told by him, beat by him, or write to him every year to tell him to go back to Jinguan city to inherit this broken Taoist temple!
He can let go when it comes to his apprentice and younger martial sister!
He raised his sleeve to hide his face, pretended to choke, but actually went out to the Taoist temple happily.
Before he took two steps, a voice came from behind: "martial uncle, the master left a letter for you before he left. Please put it away."
Letter?
Poinsettia took it. The envelope was thin.
He took the letter to the mountain stream, found a stone, sat down and opened it carefully.
On the letter paper, there are only four words:
-- Tao follows nature.
In early spring, the mountain wind is still chilly, blowing off a few withered leaves.
The back of poinsettia is cool.
The old man, he
Did you expect his choice today?
He stared at the four words, and his face changed again and again.
After a while, he tore up the letter and scattered it into the stream.
What do you expect? Can a man who has emerged survive and beat him?
He's gone, and there's no one else he's afraid of.
He sneered: "I have different ideas from you. If you want me to do nothing, I want to do something. If I do nothing, my apprentice will die and lose his position as the Lord of the world. He is my best work. For him, I can do nothing more. You want to live in seclusion in Qingcheng Mountain, but I want our Dao to be famous in history. The world worships Buddhism, but I want them to worship Taoism. "
The Taoist who should be indifferent to fame and wealth is full of ambition in his eyes at the moment.……
On the other side.
Xiao Yi returns to the court with the rosary beads, and the little girl falls asleep as well as he did when he left.
He sat by the bed, thought for a moment, and put the rosary to her to smell.
The old Taoist will not leave this thing for no reason. Maybe this strange fragrance can wake nanjiaojiao up.
However, he waited for two quarters of an hour, nanbaoyi still did not wake up.
Xiao Yi twisted his eyebrows.
He took the rosary beads and studied them carefully for a long time. There was no lettering on them, and they didn't look like materials that could be used as medicine.
He was a little anxious. He took nanbaoyi's little hand and tried to put on rosary beads for her. He called, "nanjiaojiao?"
The rosary beads are dark blue, which makes the girl's wrist white as snow.
But no matter how good she looked, she didn't wake up at all.
Xiao Yi pressed her thin lips tightly.
So what is the name of the old Taoist? What can't he say? He has to take a rosary to guess. It's mysterious and mysterious. He's not engaged in Yin Yang metaphysics. What can he do if he can't guess?!
Xiao Yi wanted to dig the old Taoist's grave and ask him out to understand.
Lotus leaf waited on his side and said with trembling: "I heard from the old man in the house today that some people were sleepy, but later they were called by their relatives day by day, and slowly woke up. You allow the eldest young lady and the eldest uncle to meet the young lady. As soon as the young lady is happy, she may wake up You won't let the young lady see her relatives all this time. "
Xiao Qi's eyes are drooping.
How much hope I had when I went to Qingcheng Mountain, how disappointed I am now.
He lay on the outside of the bed in silence, holding Nanbao's clothes in his arms.
He kissed the little girl's thin and pale cheek and said coldly, "tomorrow."
The next day.
Xiao Yi allows Nanjia people to see nanbaoyi.
He sat on the armchair with a big knife and a golden horse, watching them talking in front of the couch.
But if she didn't wake up, she didn't even shake her eyelashes.
He frowned.
Do you really want to use Poinsettia?
He didn't want to trust Poinsettia
Just when Nanfu was gloomy, Jinguan city was very busy.
As everyone knows, Nanfu used to sell Sichuan brocade, but now it has become a Chang'an aristocratic family. The naughty and presumptuous Nanjia girl in her childhood may even become the queen of the dynasty. The so-called "returning home in rich clothes" is nothing more than that.
In the elegant seat of the theater, a girl from a boudoir whispered: "it's just that I heard that the girl from the south family is ill. Now there is no medicine for her. If it can't be cured I'm afraid there's no happiness to share with the queen. "
Another girl gently shakes the fan and says with a smile: "I heard that the son of heaven was born beautiful. If the little girl of the south family has no fortune, who has fortune to accompany him?"
The girl in green in the middle peeled an orange and her lips were slightly curled: "I heard that the little girl of the south family was only a child, and she didn't know the big words. She was not as good as us. That is to say, she was lucky and had a childhood friendship with the emperor. Any of us, by our means, would have been the queen of Chang'an long time ago, and the family would have been the new rich in Chang'an. "
The girls thought it so, they all laughed.
The girl in green suddenly raised her eyes: "it's a golden opportunity for the emperor to visit the southwest. I have a bold idea..."
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