As the saying goes, like son, like father.
Luo Guanshuai's wrathful father is naturally not bad, but he was tortured by illness, which made him look older.
Now, his internal condition is under control, and his son is on the rise, his heart is full of joy and he seems to be twenty years younger.
Looking at him now, he looks like a middle-aged handsome man. He is looking at the Taoist with a somewhat urgent look on his face.
The sloppy Taoist turned around and said calmly: "That day at the top of the Western Mountains, Luo Guan and Fan Yue fought. I watched the whole process, so I have naturally seen him before."
His eyes paused, "Your body is in serious trouble, but it can still be maintained now. It's time for someone to take action. It turns out that it was also Luo Shaoyuan's work. It seems that these idiots are right about one thing. He is indeed a filial son."
There was a smile on the old Taoist's face, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Luo Zhenyang's heart was slightly chilled. He could see through his state at a glance, coupled with the calmness in his voice, he must be an unusual person.
"Taoist Priest has good eyesight. It is a great honor for the Luo family that you can attend today's birthday banquet. I have been rude to you many times before. Please move to the chair and give me a chance to apologize."
The sloppy old Taoist shook his head, "No need, I've run out of fun today, so I'll take my leave." He stood up and left, but then looked at a baby behind Luo Zhenyang in the arms of a young woman, "This little girl, the sky is wide. The circumference is a rare blessing, are you the third generation of the Luo family?"
Luo Zhenyang nodded, "She is my nephew's beloved daughter."
Luo Ning hurried over, asked briefly and then saluted, "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for reading my daughter's face."
"Is she your daughter?" The sloppy old man shook his head and strode away.
This scene made everyone confused.
The previous sentence said it was blessed, but now you are shaking your head? Is this old Taoist priest out of his mind?
Luo Ning frowned and wanted to catch up with Lao Dao to ask, but when he ran outside the house, he was nowhere to be found.
It was just a small episode. The Luo family's birthday banquet continued. However, the guests at the table kept shaking their heads while eating and drinking. They secretly thought that they had insufficient foundation after all. Even if the young master soared into the sky, the Luo family was still far behind.
A mere crazy Taoist who came from nowhere and casually said a few nonsense was about to be invited to the chair? Mr. Luo Sanye has such a lack of discernment!
Of course, they only dare to think about this idea, but never dare to speak it out. When the sun turns to the west, the birthday banquet is over and all the guests say goodbye and leave.
But one of the carriages stopped shortly after leaving Jiangning, and then the servants screamed in terror.
"Master...Master is dead!"
Then he saw the corpse of a man in brocade robe lying upside down in the half-open carriage. His head was missing and blood was flowing all over the floor.
There is a mountain outside Jiangning City called Niangniang Ridge. There is a Temple of the Niangniang built on it. It was very popular in the early years. But one night during a thunderstorm, a bolt of lightning struck the temple and broke the statue into several pieces. Since then, Then he fell into decline.
Up to now, it has long been dilapidated and has become the habitat of some insects, snakes and beasts in the mountains. But today, there was a sloppy old man, chewing something in front of the fire, and the food was very delicious.
But soon, the old Taoist suddenly turned sideways and vomited out everything he had just eaten.
The bloody area was a pile of rotten meat that had been hastily chewed.
But now, under the light of the fire, it was clear that what he was holding in his hand was a human head!
"Sigh... I think back then, Master Dao, I could chew thirty-six pills in one night. Now I haven't even eaten one, so I vomited them all out... Sure enough, my life is about to end!"
Reluctantly, he glanced at the bitten head that was beyond recognition, sighed and threw it into the fire, wiped his mouth casually, took out the gourd and took a big drink.
Inside was some fishy black mucus. Judging from the old Taoist's face, it obviously didn't taste good, but it was something to extend his life... He had to hold on for a while, and he had to complete the sect's instructions before he could die.
Gugu——
Gugu——
The sound of birds chirping came from outside the temple.
The old Taoist put down the gourd and sneered, "What a fright! Master Tao, I don't like eating human flesh anymore."
As he said that, he took out a letter from his arms and threw it out, "Find an escort and have someone deliver it to No. 11 Gonghou Avenue in the Imperial Capital, and then wait."
Before the letter fell to the ground, a gust of wind swept it away and disappeared into the dark night outside the temple.
The sloppy old Taoist said to himself, "In this world, some people are the most difficult to deal with, but they are also the easiest to deal with... As long as you grasp their weaknesses, you can get what you want."
He thought that when he joined the Immortal Sect, his first lesson was to kill his sister with his own hands. His face trembled, and then he showed a strange smile.
Practitioners should be ruthless and annihilate their nature, and cut off all worries in the mortal world before they can climb the great road... Luo Guan, let me teach you this lesson!
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In the early morning, the moment the courtyard door of No. 11 Gonghou Avenue opened, Sun, his son and others rushed over and saluted.
"Here is a letter from Jiang Ning's family. I wonder where the young master is?"
Master Shaoyuan was in Qingliang Lane, having just woken up from a hangover. The moment he opened his eyes, a brief daze flashed through his eyes, and then he recalled everything from yesterday.
With a wry smile, he rubbed the corners of his brows. Once the energy and blood circulated in his body, all the discomfort caused by the hangover disappeared.
The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Cheng Xian walked in, carrying a piece of white porridge, "Are you awake? Master Shaoyuan, we agreed, where is the little overlord of Jiangning's wine circle? He can't drink enough!"
Luo Guan coughed lightly, "What time is it? Last night... well, I guess I just had a good sleep, right?"
Cheng Xian rolled her eyes, "What else? What else do you want?" She said with disgust on her face, "Hurry up and drink the porridge. This is my first time cooking. Please bear with me about the taste."
No wonder, the rice was not cooked to perfection and still tasted burnt. But looking at Cheng Xian's face, Luo Guan drank it all decisively and gave a thumbs up, "Good craftsmanship!"
Cheng Xian snorted, "Okay, if I hadn't told you something, I would have left when you got drunk yesterday, and I wouldn't have waited until now."
She sat down and looked at Luo Guan, "She showed me the golden lock you gave Jinya... I really didn't expect that you, a grown man, would actually give that kind of thing as a token... But that's not the point."
"Jin Ya told me that the golden lock belonged to one of your elders, but I have seen it and found that it was the work of a palace craftsman."
Cheng Xian frowned, "Aren't you originally from Jiangning? When did you get another elder from the palace?"
Luo Guan felt a little chilled, but he didn't show it on the surface, "It's just a golden lock. It looks ordinary to me. How do you know it came from the palace?"
Cheng Xian curled her lips and said, "If you don't know enough, please keep your voice low, are you afraid that others won't hear? As for the craftsmanship of the golden lock, anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance, and it is a specification that only high-status nobles in the palace are qualified to use." "
"Hello? Tell the truth, where did the stuff come from?" She widened her eyes, "Last time, you were invited to the imperial palace for a banquet. Could it be...could it be that you hooked up, deep in the palace? Some empty and resentful woman, right?"
"Yes, yes, I heard that an assassin appeared in the imperial palace that night, and even all the palace masters failed to keep him alive!"
She stared at Luo Guan with an expression of shock as if she had discovered the truth.
Luo Guan's face turned green. What's wrong with this woman? What's more important is that, except for some parts that are outrageous, it's actually pretty much the same.
He gritted his teeth and said: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. This is a golden lock given to me by an elder. Who knows where it came from. It has nothing to do with the imperial palace. Do you remember?" "
"...Well, also tell Jin Ya that the golden lock was given by the elders. Try not to show it to others... What do you think I'm doing? It's not what you said. Maybe it comes from the palace? I am the same, I don't want to Causing unnecessary trouble!"
Cheng Xian sneered, "If you don't say anything about it... As for the words, I reminded Jin Ya last night. In fact, even if I didn't say anything, that girl wouldn't be willing to show off what you gave her."
This woman will be defeated sooner or later!
Luo Guan took a moment to wash up, then the two of them pushed the door open and saw Cheng Jing waiting outside the door.
"Ah... Jingjing, listen to me..." Cheng Xian was a little panicked, but before she could explain, Cheng Jing covered her mouth and smiled, "Sister, should I change my name to brother-in-law now?"
Seeing the snickering expression on her face, Cheng Xian slapped her angrily, "You crazy girl, who did you learn this from? You dare to say anything!"
Luo Guan smiled, "Of course she learned it from her sister, right? Sister Cheng Jing."
Cheng Jing blushed and saluted: "Master Shaoyuan, here is a letter from you. The people from the Sihai Escort Bureau couldn't find you, so they sent it to the Cheng family."
Yesterday, many people saw Cheng Xian picking up Luo Guan, and it was normal to find the Cheng family.
Letter home?
Luo Guan took it and frowned. The handwriting was very unfamiliar. Who sent it to him?
At this moment, his expression changed slightly and he threw the letter out suddenly.
The flame ignited instantly, the letter turned into ashes, and smoke rose up, outlining two figures, an old man and a young man.
He didn't recognize the swaddled baby, but he recognized Luo Zhenyang's figure at a glance!
The figure dispersed, and the smoke turned into a line of text, "Wealth and wealth do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night... An old Taoist from the Immortal Sect is waiting respectfully in Jiangning City, hoping that Master Shaoyuan will return soon."
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