After sending the donkey back with the message, Zhang Wenfeng stayed at Qingshui Temple for three more days so as not to worry his senior brothers and others.
He helped Chen Qingqiao make repeated calculations before and after the Taoist temple, and arranged several nine-foot-wide wooden and Bagua arrays. This was the limit of what he could currently arrange. For larger arrays, the difficulty doubled, and there was nothing he could do.
Qingshui Temple has quite a lot of money, and has used more than 150 spiritual energy stones to set up formations.
In addition to calling him poor, Chen Qingqiao was also able to show off the ropes.
When we returned, the snow was melting, the sky was clearing, and the blue sky seemed to have been washed clean.
Zhang Wenfeng carried a bag with Chen Qingqiao to thank him for the transcripts of classics and books. Such a sincere gift, there was no reason to refuse it, so he accepted it and said goodbye with fists in his arms.
Returning to the mountain gate, he smiled back at the neatly dressed apprentice on duty under the archway.
After not coming back for a few days, I built a smooth two-foot-wide gravel road leading to the foot of the mountain. There is also a gravel path leading to Qingzheng Villa and Wei Xingde's new courtyard in the east forest. It looks neat and comfortable.
Zhang Wenfeng couldn't afford to walk on the muddy road. He guessed that the second senior brother heard the kind words that Master Wu said when he came here last night, "Xianling Temple has become an independent sect." The second senior brother, who was like a housekeeper, took it seriously Now, with many apprentices who have had a long meal and are full of energy, they are laying stones and paving the way. They want to raise and lower the mountain gate to create some new atmosphere.
The donkey came up from the stream, grinning and showing its teeth.
"Master, what good things are you carrying? Have you brought wine?"
Zhang Wenfeng took out a jar of wine from one of the bags and stuffed it into the empty basket on the donkey's shoulder.
This guy's dream of becoming a hero has not yet come true. He drank a lot of wine and took out a pack of fruits he bought in a town passing by. He stuffed it into another basket. The little badger rarely slept in it and said, "Qingzheng Villa, that sounds like that." It’s so exciting, why don’t you go play?”
"Lu Huan has been sleeping in the cave for two days."
The donkey got a jar of wine, ran back, and answered the question in disbelief.
I don’t know how it will take out the jar and drink the sealed wine?
Zhang Wenfeng immediately understood that the mountain badger was about to advance, and the donkey had to guard it before he could rest assured. In less than three months, the mountain badger was about to advance to the first level of mid-level cultivation, and it was because he came to him to beg for a few pieces of flowing crystal sand. the reason?
The little demon's body bones haven't grown yet. Is it good to advance so quickly?
After thinking about it, Zhang Wenfeng walked into the Qingzheng Courtyard with two bags in hand. He saw the woman who was the most lively and jumping around like an eagle in the courtyard. She smiled and nodded as a greeting.
Yue Anyan walked a few steps from the corridor, greeted the patron, and reached out to take two candies wrapped in oil paper that the patron handed her.
The more you eat, the more you get used to it.
Whenever the patron goes out, he will usually bring her special snacks from various shops to eat.
Zhang Wenfeng handed over another cloth bag of books and said with a smile: "The local specialties given by Guanzhu Chen can be read for a while."
Yue Anyan took the bag and opened it to see that it was full of books. They were all unseen classics and experience books on formations, refining medicines, spiritual plants, etc. He smiled a little from ear to ear and said, "Guanzhu Chen is too polite. , this gift is a perfect gift."
Yun Qiuhe flew from the middle of the field to the corridor in one step, and casually appointed the tallest Wei Jingjie to take her place as the eagle. She shouted impolitely: "Where's mine?"
He stretched out his hand and asked for a gift in person.
Zhang Wenfeng took out a pack of fresh oranges purchased from a shop in the town from the bag, handed it to the Taoist priest Keqing who was responsible for leading the apprentices to play, and asked casually: "Are you healed? Why don't you take some more time to recuperate?"
Yun Qiuhe glanced at Yue Anyan's closed book bag and the preserved fruit oil paper bag in her hand. She broke open an orange, bit into half of it, and said vaguely: "It's already good. I said it was a minor injury. It doesn't matter."
She felt sour in her heart, looking at her junior brother, he brought snacks to his senior sister every time he came back from a trip.
I heard Yue Anyan mention it once occasionally, but this time she caught him in the act.
Look at the senior brother who cares about this and that, is nagging and annoying and has never brought her a gift. Is the gap so big yesterday?
After getting a bag of gifts, she flew into the arena and said, "Come here and eat oranges. There's not enough to share. One for two, and the rest is mine."
The little ones swarmed over, all of them-->>
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He was so happy that he shouted sweetly, "Taoist Master Yun is the best" and "We all like Taoist Master Yun". He was so coaxed that Yun Qiuhe didn't have the slightest image of a teaching priest, and all his teeth were exposed.
A little black girl wearing a loose and thick cotton-padded jacket. She was not big and her hands and feet were very smooth. She squeezed in and picked up half of a large orange with skin. She quickly got out of the crowd and ran to the side of the field as if she was offering a treasure. She climbed through the wooden railing of the corridor. During the gap, he raised his head and handed it to the temple master and Yue Anyan, saying softly: "Buddhist master, Taoist Yue, please eat the orange!"
Zhang Wenfeng took the orange with a smile in his eyes, squeezed a piece into his mouth, ate it, and handed it to Yue Anyan.
"Shui Qingru, have you practiced your sword seriously these days?"
"Looking back to the master, I practice every day. I do six hundred flat lunges every day. I practice in the morning and evening. I am not lazy."
The little girl immediately became cautious when she heard that the master was practicing in the examination, stood up straight and answered seriously.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded, "You can become a master by enduring hardships. If you keep practicing martial arts and swordsmanship, you will definitely gain something." After saying a few words, he picked up the bag and walked towards the dining hall.
Yue Anyan also ate a piece, stuffed the remaining oranges to the little girl, and said with a smile: "Do you remember what the master said? Don't envy others for finding the sense of Qi. Just keep practicing. Don't practice hard, and don't Stop practicing laziness.”
The little girl blinked her big eyes, "Little girl, remember, you have to suffer!"
Yue Anyan touched the little girl's bun and said, "Go ahead and play when it's time to play."
The little girl ate oranges and ran into the playground to play.
Zhang Wenfeng walked to the dining hall, handed the snacks he bought to Uncle Lame, stood and said a few words, and came to the teahouse in the southeast courtyard with empty hands. Yue Anyan was already boiling water. When the fragrance of tea overflowed, Yun Qiuhe The scent of orange wafts in.
After drinking a cup of tea, Yun Qiuhe said with a serious look: "Master, I want to discuss something with you."
"What's the matter? You tell me first."
Zhang Wenfeng rarely saw Yun Qiuhe being so solemn, so he put down his tea cup and asked.
"Last time, two monks from our Daolu branch died in the line of duty. Among them, He Wen left behind a child, who is thirteen years old this year. They were orphans and widowed. The tribe wanted to use their pension money, and so did He's sister-in-law. She had a weak personality and her dead husband's body was still cold. She cried at home all day long and didn't know how to deal with it.
The child's name was He He. Yesterday, some people from Daolu Branch and I went to express our condolences. The child was not afraid of trouble. In the mourning hall, he revealed all the scandals about his uncle and uncle bullying them, and asked us to help him make the decision.
I was so angry that I almost beat those shameless people to death... If something like this happened, He and his wife would no longer be able to live in the village. I promised to find a place for the two of them to live in peace. Aunt He was very diligent. She only had one request: she didn't want to be separated from her child.
Don't worry, that child has the aptitude for the fire element. He Wen took the child to the Daolu branch for testing a long time ago. It was because Mrs. He couldn't bear to let the child go to Lao He's old Taoist temple to practice, which delayed it for almost three months. Otherwise, I wouldn't Wouldn't have thought of this. "
Yun Qiuhe was still a little angry when he spoke.
She didn't expect that eating Juehu would happen under her nose.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded and said with a smile: "I will say hello to the second senior brother later. We will seize the time to build a house near Wei Xingde's yard and find a few more people. We can move in in a few days. Sister He will come here to help with some work." , sooner or later we will see the child, so we have to make it clear to her in advance that the child must live in the Qingzheng Villa and cannot be treated specially."
"No problem. As long as she can see her son every day, she is willing to do it no matter how hard it is. In fact, the money in their hands can guarantee them a lifetime of food and clothing. There is no problem at all. The child is ambitious, can read, and has read a few books. , he wants to practice Taoism, inherit his father’s wish, and refuses to buy a small house in the city to live his whole life.”
After the matter was settled, Yun Qiuhe stopped drinking tea, got up and walked out in a hurry, saying: "I'll tell them, so that Sister He won't worry about not sleeping well. By the way, Master, I'll go to the city tomorrow. Divide the spoils!”
People were already flying out of the corridor.
Divide the spoils?
Zhang Wenfeng saw the smile in his senior sister's eyes and explained: "We are dividing the spoils. Yun Qiuhe is talking nonsense."
He caught a glimpse of half a green object peeking out from under the cuff of Yue Anyan's raised left hand. It was a praying mantis. If it weren't for the two thin beards that were vivid and swaying slightly, he would have thought it was a jade carving ornament.
Praying mantises don't survive the winter, and the one Yue Anyan raised is obviously different.
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