Chapter 16 Don’t even think about it

The girl was fine.

The young Taoist couldn't help laughing.

The young Taoist suddenly realized that the atmosphere was a little strange, and quickly changed the subject: "The tender leaves of the dragon scale tamarisk in the Green Water Pond, oh, it is called Sanchun willow here. Its leaves were picked at the wrong time, seven or eight days late. And this bag of dragon flying grass, commonly known as girl's waist, was too careless when grinding the powder, and this paper pile flower, the Yang family shop is even more unreasonable, it was agreed to be three taels, how come it is less than one penny?"

The young Taoist picked a lot of problems, almost none of which were satisfactory, it felt like he had some personal grudge with the Yang family medicine shop, and finally made a big turn, and concluded: "The conscience of the shopkeeper has been eaten by dogs, but these herbs on the table are enough to decoct medicine to save people. Of course, this is mainly due to the good physical foundation of this Miss Ning He, and it has at most half a copper coin relationship with the Yang family shop."

The young Taoist slapped his head, spread out a piece of plain white paper, picked up a pen and wrote, while reminding: "I almost forgot, I will write you another prescription for decoction. This is a real and meticulous job. Wang Gu'an, you can't be careless. This prescription of mine can not only heal injuries, but also strengthen the foundation. It is the best way for military strategists to fight to support the war on the premise of being invincible. And the good thing is that it is mild and will not hurt people. At most, it will take more time and buy more medicinal materials, which is nothing more than spending money. When to boil quickly with high heat and when to boil slowly with low heat, I have written it in detail on the paper, and even the time to boil the medicine is also particular. In short, Wang Gu'an, you will work hard in the next ten days. Men are people who carry burdens. Otherwise, how can there be a man who stands tall and upright? Don't shirk your responsibilities and let the girls look down on you in vain..."

When it comes to the four words "stand tall and upright", the young Taoist shook his head imperceptibly.

A prescription is only half a sheet of paper, but two sheets of paper are used to boil the medicine. The font is very ordinary small regular script, square and regular.

Wang Gu'an was a little anxious and asked: "Is the Taoist priest going to take care of things in the future? Isn't it safer for the Taoist priest to watch over such a matter of life and death in person?"

The young Taoist priest said helplessly: "I am about to leave the town. There is a sect of my lineage in the territory of Nanjian. There is a ceremony to be held. I want to see it with my own eyes."

Wang Gu'an was even more helpless, "Taoist priest, but I can't read!"

The young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "It doesn't matter, Miss Ning can read, before boiling the medicine, you can ask her more about the relevant matters."

The girl nodded.

Wang Gu'an was about to speak, but the young Taoist suddenly remembered something and took out a small jade seal from his sleeve. He blew a breath on the seal, then pressed it down heavily on the paper with the prescription. After lifting the seal from the paper, he was quite satisfied. After putting it into his sleeve, the young Taoist handed it to Wang Gu'an along with the other two papers, "Keep it well. Most of the books in the town are private collections. It's not easy for you to buy them. If you really want to learn calligraphy, you can start with this prescription."

The young Taoist smiled at the girl and said, "A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea. We will meet again in life. Miss Ning, will we meet again later?"

The black-clothed girl said seriously, "Master Lu, see you later! I am grateful for your kindness. In the future, if you need my help, you can send a letter to Daoxuan Mountain with a flying sword. But Master, remember, don't forget to sign the name 'Lu Chen', otherwise Daoxuan Mountain may not allow the flying sword to enter the mountain gate."

After hearing the name "Inverted Mountain", the young Taoist was obviously a little surprised and hesitated to speak. The girl shook her head slightly, and he quickly understood her intention and stopped asking questions. Some things are better for the young man in the house not to know.

The young Taoist left the house first, and did not forget to pull the young man's arm, "Wang Gu'an, I have something to say to you at the end."

Wang Gu'an first put the package on the bed and told the black-clothed girl that it was a newly bought dress.

After the two came to the yard, the young Taoist asked in a low voice: "With your memory, you must have recognized the words on the first prescription. In addition, there is a bookworm living next door. The saying "Illiterate" is not the real reason why you stopped me from leaving."

Wang Gu'an replied: "With the ability of the Taoist priest, I must know the reason."

The young Taoist laughed dumbly, "You think you will die, so you are afraid that no one will take care of the little girl?"

Wang Gu'an nodded and said: "Since I opened the door at that time, I have to take responsibility to the end."

The young Taoist stood next to the cart, put his two fingers together, and quietly wiped the white sheathed long sword pressed into the two-word sword energy by the Confucian scholar Liu Chunshui, quietly flew into the house. It should be that the black-clothed girl did not want to scare Wang Gu'an, so she acquiesced to the flying sword's usurpation. The young Taoist thought for a moment. When he was thinking about a problem, he would subconsciously extend a finger and tap the lotus crown on his head. Finally, he said: "Before coming here, I heard a senior brother say that we should be reasonable in doing things and be kind to others... In this case, I can't be too rigid and harsh. Although everyone has their own fate, since the fundamental doctrine of my sect is different from the law of the general Taoist sect... Meeting is fate, and it can barely be considered a good fate. I might as well go with the flow. I can't give you the fortune stick and the 108 fortune sticks. The cause and effect are too complicated. Once you can't figure it out, you can't cut it off, which is very troublesome. As for the private seal, it's a bit heavy. If I give it to you, once the town is no longer restricted, everything will be exposed in broad daylight. I'm not harming you. Alas, do you want to give me some gold, silver and copper coins? This is too unrefined and too vulgar. I don't have the nerve to..."

Unexpectedly, Wang Gu'an said firmly: "Master Lu, giving money is very particular and not vulgar!"

The young Taoist smiled playfully and said: "You didn't understand the two things before, but you must know that they are of great significance. Why don't you ask for them?"

The young man said slowly: "A white bowl that can hold at least a large vat of water, a Taoist priest who can burn talismans for the elders in the underworld, a seriously injured and strange girl, and a bag of 28 copper coins made of gold. It was old man He who said that our place is strange before, but now I have seen it with my own eyes. If I hadn't met those two foreign men and women before, I would definitely avoid all of you and would not open the door today."

The young Taoist leaned against the cart and said in a deep voice: "The foreign woman pointed at your forehead with her finger. It is a despicable act of forcibly opening acupoints. In martial arts, it is called "pointing". There are different levels of techniques and good and bad intentions. For example, your courtyard door is not solid, right? She deliberately hit it with a hammer. Of course, you can enter the door, but in fact, the foundation is damaged. Imagine that in the future, in the wind, rain, frost and snow, the person who opened the door would have already run away, but what about you, the owner who lives in the courtyard all year round?"

Wang Gu'an hesitated, "I can still endure hardships."

Seeing the straw sandal boy who didn't seem to be joking at all, the young Taoist laughed angrily: "This is the first time she has tried to harm you. If your muscles and bones are strong and your blood and qi are vigorous, it won't be difficult for you to live to 30 or 40 years old. The action of her slapping your chest with her palm afterwards is the real fatal injury. Not only did it damage your body's essence, but it also cut off your path to immortality... To be precise, you originally had a chance left. With the great fortune of the world turning upside down, you may not be unable to continue your cultivation on the great road. It's like a rolling torrent, and there are countless dragons, fish and shrimps in the river. People with good luck will of course get a lot, but even if you have the worst luck, others can catch dragons, snakes and turtles, and he may also be able to catch a small fish or shrimp."

Wang Gu'an didn't look horrified or panicked, he stood there quietly, without even the slightest sign of pretending to be calm.

The young Taoist neither admired nor belittled him, and sighed softly: "Wang Gu'an, it's not a good thing to be indifferent to life and death at such a young age. Do you think it's best to be alive, but if there is really no other way, and God really doesn't let you live, you will die, and you are not afraid, right? Because death is actually a chance for you to reunite with hope?"

Wang Gu'an did not deny it.

The young Taoist suddenly scolded: "Then have you ever thought about how your parents would feel when they saw you, even if you were lucky enough to meet them in the vast underworld?"

The young Taoist got angrier and angrier as he spoke. He stretched out a finger and poked the boy's head hard, as if he wanted to poke this wooden head into enlightenment. "The White Impermanence in unofficial history and strange novels wears a tall white hat. Whenever he comes to the world to detain the souls of the dead, the dead can clearly see four big characters written on the white hat: 'You are here too'! Wang Gu'an! Let me ask you, when your parents see you, will they happily ask you, Wang Gu'an, 'Son, you are here too?' Can they still be at ease to reincarnate? Do you really think there are a few people in the world who have the fate of being blessed and able to be children or husband and wife for generations? I tell you clearly, don't even think about it! Even those senior sect leaders who can change the mountains and rivers with a word don't have such a great ability, let alone you, Wang Gu'an, a poor guy who can't even eat three meals a day?!"

At the end, the young Taoist spoke harshly and was extremely serious.

The boy was at a loss.

This was the first time in his life that he felt so scared after he became sensible, and his hands and feet were cold.

The boy squatted down and held his head with both hands, but he didn't scratch it this time.

The young Taoist looked down at the thin figure, "Forget it, for saving people, I owe you a favor. I thought it would be best if I could deny it, otherwise I could save the remaining money in the next life. Now it seems that I should return it all to you, and we will be even in the future. I will tell you three things, remember them one by one. The first thing is to wait for Miss Ning to get better, take her to the stream south of the town, and find a father and daughter named Ruan. Remember, take her with you, otherwise it will be useless to go a hundred times by yourself. After you go there, even if you are shameless and throw a tantrum, you must strive to be their helper apprentice, digging wells and moving stones, or forging swords and forging iron, you will find a shady place to stay. In this way, Miss Ning has repaid your favor, and you don't think you are taking advantage of others."

"The second thing is that after the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, you should often go to the stream under the covered bridge to pick up stones, catch fish and shrimps, whatever you want. In short, go often, go when you are upset, and go even more when you feel inspired. As for what you will gain, God knows with your limited opportunity, but at least it is "diligence can make up for lack of talent". If you still gain nothing, you should just accept your fate."

After the young Taoist said the two things, he started to push the cart. Seeing that the boy was still squatting, but facing him, he said, "Get up and help!"

After the boy got up, he went to help push the cart and asked curiously, "Didn't we agree on three things?"

The young Taoist snorted coldly, "I told you a long time ago that you wanted to go!"

The boy was stunned.

After that, the Taoist gave some instructions.

"Those copper coins are very precious, keep them well."

"Go out less for the next period of time."

"Smile more, you always have a long face and you are not handsome, who are you showing off to?"

He kept on talking.

The young Taoist seemed like an elder.

After getting the cart out of the yard, the boy said he would push the cart out of Niping Lane, and the young Taoist did not refuse.

Walking in the alley one after the other, the Taoist finally said: "I have something to say. According to the fate calculated by this poor Taoist, your parents died early, which is not your fault."

The young Taoist paused for a long time until the cart was about to leave Niping Lane, then he whispered: "Not only that, your bumpy life is also caused by your parents."

The boy was silent.

Finally, the young Taoist insisted on not letting the boy see him off, and pushed the cart away from the east gate alone.

Looking back, the boy was still standing at the entrance of the alley, waving at him vigorously with a bright smile on his face.

He didn't look like a dying man at all.