At this time, a figure happened to pass by the fortune-telling stall. The person who came was naturally Zhong Quan, who had previously slapped Xia Qingfeng on the head. At this moment, he was holding dogtail grass in his mouth, humming a tune, and felt very happy.
When Zhong Quan passed the fortune-telling stall, he glanced up at the flags on both sides of the stall and curled his lips.
Yes, another charlatan.
As for the old Taoist priest who passed by the town to tell fortunes for every household, Zhong Quan had long thought that he was a charlatan. After all these years, he had not seen any improvement in his practice compared with other people in the town. What is even more outstanding is the fact that Zuo Shuwen had previously taught him and Xia Chengyi the art of entraining qi. Although he said at that time that people with extraordinary talents like himself did not need to learn such inferior techniques, it was I did it intentionally, but I actually didn’t know it in my heart. However, for the sake of face, he never told Zuo Shuwen and Xia Chengyi. If he told them what he was thinking, wouldn't his image as a big brother be lost in their hearts?
Now that I saw a young Taoist with the same dress and appearance, I naturally put him together with the old liar.
Zhong Quan shook his head and walked past Jiang Sheng's fortune-telling stall without slowing down.
But Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a stunning woman in the deep forest. He suddenly came to Zhong Quan's eyes, straightened the fish tail temple on his head, and said with a smile: "Little brother, stay here, I am just a poor Taoist temple." You have a purple aura on your head and good luck on your body. You look like a good candidate for spiritual practice. It happens that I know a little bit about the Taoism and magic on the mountain. Are you interested in following me to practice in the mountain?"
Jiang Sheng also saw that Zhong Quan's basic qualifications were extremely extraordinary, and he made up his mind to tie the tall young man in front of him back to the sect even if he was tied up.
Zhong Quan twitched his lips.
really!
What kind of nonsense is this?
Jiang Sheng saw that the face of the tall young man in front of him turned dark and he looked slightly dazed.
Is Pindao so annoying? First, young men in white clothes angrily scolded the impoverished Taoist priest, and then young men from small towns responded with black faces. Is it possible that Pindao is so disliked by people and dogs?
Zhong Quan made up his mind not to provoke the unknown magician in front of him, so he said, "Did the Taoist Master make a mistake? I am just a young man who has lived in Longquan Town since I was a child. I am not what the Taoist Master calls a good practitioner."
Jiang Sheng smiled and said: "No, no, little brother, don't belittle yourself. Poor Taoism depends on people's good fortune, and their basic qualifications are always very accurate. Little brother is indeed a person with good fortune, and he will definitely achieve something in his future cultivation."
After speaking, Jiang Sheng stretched out his palm, grabbed Zhong Quan's shoulder, lifted it gently, and then nodded. The bones were very heavy, and it was indeed a rare piece of jade.
Zhong Quan's expression suddenly changed, he pushed Jiang Sheng's hand away, and said in a bad tone: "Taoist Master, after all, it's your fault to use your hands and feet. I can tell you, my fists don't have eyes. When I hit him, he was neither light nor heavy. I saw that Dao was very thin and had not much flesh on his body. Chief Dao, you have to think carefully about whether you can withstand my punch."
Jiang Sheng didn't show any signs of anger, he let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, he has the style of our lineage."
After Zhong Quan landed, he rubbed his sore shoulders. He didn't expect that the Taoist priest who looked like a frail scholar in front of him would have such strong hands.
After hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Zhong Quan said angrily: "Whoever is in the same lineage as you? People who are in the lineage of charlatans like you are really unlucky for eight lifetimes. Don't even think about deceiving me. You guys I have seen a charlatan once before, and I will not be deceived a second time. If you really want to find a disciple, you might as well go to Zuo Shuwen, he is a more suitable candidate to be your disciple."
Jiang Sheng smiled and asked, "Why do you think Pindao is that charlatan?"
Zhong Quan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "You still need to ask? If you really had the ability, would you go to this shabby place to set up a stall instead of being the carefree mountain god? Look at you again You look so poor, tell me, don't I think you are a charlatan? Besides, who would believe what a stranger says, if it were you, would you believe it?"
Jiang Sheng laughed heartily and said, "Everyone in the world is troubled by the mortal world. How many people can be as free as me? It is true that Pindao is a poor Taoist priest, but every word Pindao said is true. If you practice with Pindao , not to mention the fourteen realms, the twelve or three realms are as easy as drinking soup."
Zhong Quan curled his lips after hearing this.
Blow, keep blowing, do you really think I don’t know those realms of cultivation? What kind of twelve or three realms, bah!
The look of disdain on Zhong Quan's face became more obvious, and he was even more certain in his heart that the Taoist in front of him must be the charlatan and swindler. He did not intend to get too entangled with him, so he pointed behind the Taoist in surprise and exclaimed: "Mr. Lu, why are you here?"
Jiang Sheng turned his head with some confusion and saw that there was no one behind him. When he turned back, the tall boy had already ran away quickly. At the same time, he did not forget to turn back and raise his middle finger to him, and then walked away into the distance. run.
Taoist Jiang Sheng could only watch the tall boy's retreating figure, but he was not in a hurry. The town was only such a big place anyway, where else could he hide? If he could escape the monk, how could he escape the temple? Moreover, even if this kid really ran away, he would be able to catch him easily. However, if the master and apprentice were embarrassed, the kid would definitely not be convinced by him.
Jiang Sheng rubbed his chin. He could tell that this kid was not good at anything. If he entered the sect in the future, he would be in trouble. But it's okay, the sect is already boring now, and as the head of the sect, my senior brother has a boring personality. There is no one to talk to at home, so I won't be bored in the future.
When Xia Chengyi walked out of the blacksmith shop, he happened to bump into Zhong Quan walking towards him, and asked curiously: "Why are you here?"
Zhong Quan crossed his arms and said, "Why, I can't come here?"
Xia Chengyi shook his head and smiled: "How could it be? I'm just a little curious. Why do people who don't usually walk this way suddenly come here today? Is the sun rising in the west?"
Regarding this point, it was actually because Zhong Quan was a little afraid of Han Dadong that he did not dare to go near the blacksmith shop. Among the three of them, he often bullied Han Gan. He would take off Han Gan's pants and throw them up a tree when he had nothing to do, which made Han Gan Every time, they were naked and crying all the way. In the end, Xia Chengyi climbed up the tree and took off Han Gan's pants, so Han Gan was the closest to Xia Chengyi among the three.
Later, Han Gan clamored to ask his father to deal with Zhong Quan, but at that time Zhong Quan didn't take it seriously. Later, when he met Han Dadong himself, he was so frightened that he dared not take a breath, but Han Dadong himself was amiable and approachable. , approachable, said that he and his mother have been busy for various reasons and have no time to take care of him, and it is also thanks to you all taking care of his family.
However, Han Gan saved some face for Zhong Quan and did not complain to Han Dadong. He only focused on telling the middle-aged man how good Xia Chengyi was, how he patiently taught him how to make wooden bows and fishing rods, dig out bird's nests, and talked about Xia Chengyi's family life. They were so poor that they couldn't carry a few taels of meat on their bodies and had to go into the mountains early in the morning to cut firewood and sell it to make money. They talked a lot. In short, he just told his father that Xia Chengyi is a good person, please recruit him into the shop quickly.
At that time, the middle-aged man just told Han Gan with a helpless face that the shop did heavy physical work and only hired young and strong men. Even some apprentices could lift thirty or forty kilograms of heavy objects. Fortunately, although Xia Chengyi He looked skinny, but his arm strength was strong and he could lift Han Gan, who weighed dozens of kilograms. In the end, Xia Chengyi successfully went to Han Dadong's blacksmith shop to become an apprentice.
After that, Han Gan went to Lu Ran's school, Xia Chengyi became an apprentice in the blacksmith shop, and Zuo Shuwen also focused on how to make money. The three of them all had their own things in an instant, and only one of the four Zhong Quan was still careless wherever he went, laughing and joking every day, not reading, not doing anything, just wandering around like a street kid every day.
Zhong Quan said angrily: "Why, I can't come here to take a look?"
Xia Chengyi packed up the things in his hands, put them into the basket, shook his head and smiled: "Of course not, haven't you been avoiding Uncle Han? Aren't you afraid of running into him later?"
When Zhong Quan heard this, his expression tightened. He raised his head and looked around. When he didn't find the tall and burly figure of the middle-aged man, he breathed a sigh of relief and then glared at Xia Chengyi. "What are you talking about? Uncle Han is so easy-going." Man, why am I afraid of Uncle Han? Did your head get caught in the door when you went out? "
