Qian Mansion.
A carriage parked proudly in front of the mansion, giving people an aura of luxury and nobility.
I saw four or five strong men entering the courtyard of the Qian Mansion in an orderly manner, waving poles, with various treasures wrapped in red cloth.
"Put it down gently and move quickly."
A young man waved and shouted, guiding the strong men to move quickly and accurately.
Then, he hurried to the carriage, carefully helped an old man get out of the carriage, and said respectfully: "Master, here we are, let me help you in."
"Ahem..." The old man covered his mouth and coughed a few times before being helped into the courtyard.
At the same time, Qian Wuliang and Mrs. Qian also hurried out to greet them. Seeing the messy gifts, the two of them frowned slightly, then turned their eyes to the person who came, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Wang Yuanwai?"
The person who came was a wealthy businessman from Lingcheng, with a huge fortune. However, the Qian family and the Wang family have no intersection, they only meet and say hello occasionally. Therefore, Qian Wuliang was really surprised by his sudden visit today.
The other party said with a smile on his face: "Master Qian, everything is well with you."
Qian Wuliang's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."
As he spoke, he winked at Mrs. Qian, who immediately understood what he meant and quickly turned around and took the maid to prepare tea and snacks.
"Come in quickly!" Qian Wuliang turned sideways and made an invitation gesture.
After Wang Yuanwai said a polite word, everyone gathered around Qian Yuanwai and came to the main hall of Qian's house.
After the maid brought the fragrant tea, Qian Wuliang asked, "I've come to visit my humble residence. What are your orders?"
"hehe……"
Wang Yuanqing laughed a few times and said: "I took the liberty of visiting today because of a private matter."
"oh?"
Qian Wuliang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What can make a member of staff take things so seriously?"
Wang Yuanwai fell into deep thought, and the worry gradually emerged in his heart. He slowly exhaled a long breath, and then slowly said: "Well, I don't need to hide it anymore. In fact, I came here this time just to request Mr. Qian Tu." s help."
Qian Wuliang looked slightly confused when he heard this. He asked in confusion, "Wang Yuan, what do you want to do?"
Wang Yuanwai smiled slightly and replied: "Actually, it is not a big deal. Every year, the ancestral hall holds a grand singing show. In previous years, we would invite a Taoist priest to come to the town. However, this year, the Taoist priest is traveling elsewhere and is not here. I thought about it. , then I thought of your second son."
Upon hearing this, Qian Wuliang and his wife looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
"Exceptor, my second young master only knows some boxing and kicking skills. He is not a Taoist priest. I'm afraid he won't be qualified for this job."
Qian Wuliang was just thinking about how to decline politely, but Wang Yuanwai interrupted him with a smile.
"Master Qian, please don't lie to me. I found out clearly, otherwise I wouldn't have come back. As far as I know, your second son went out to practice and seek the path to immortality when he was fifteen years old. Now he is ten years old. Years have passed and he has come back, I’m afraid he has gained something, right?”
Qian Wuliang was stunned for a moment, then defended: "Oh, a child is just going out to wander the world, how can he find a path to immortality."
Wang Yuanwai smiled and said, "Haha, I heard about what happened in Baihua Pavilion a few days ago. Your second son's sword energy was flowing freely between his fingers. Isn't this an immortal magic?"
Having said this, Wang Yuanwai stroked his beard and a trace of memory flashed in his eyes, "I have seen a real immortal before. I remember that when I was young, I also yearned for immortality. Unfortunately, I met an immortal later, but he did not accept me. As a disciple, I just drew the word "Shang" on the palm of my hand, and then left with my sword."
Hearing this, Qian Wuliang and Mrs. Qian couldn't help but look shocked. They didn't expect such a thing to happen.
Wang Yuanwai shook his head and continued to sigh: "Since then, my life trajectory has completely changed. I gave up martial arts and became a businessman. I eventually married a wife and had children, and lived a long life."
After saying these words, he took a deep breath, as if he was recalling a certain past event.
Qian Wuliang and Mrs. Qian both felt sad.
After a long time, Wang Yuanwai slowly exhaled a turbid breath, raised his head, and stared at Qian Wuliang, "Master Qian, I sincerely request you to help invite the second young master to come out and see him."
Qian Wuliang hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly, then ordered a maid to go and ask for Qian Tu.
At this moment, in the quiet backyard, Qian Tu was still immersed in practicing. He was holding an ancient book and forming seals on his fingers. After the incident with Chun Shisanniang, he became more and more aware of the importance of magic. He had always focused on the cultivation of the "Original Sword", but neglected the cultivation of techniques, so he suffered a lot in Baihua Pavilion.
If he had learned "clairvoyance" earlier, he would not have fallen into the trap.
I saw Qian Tu condensing the true energy in his body, slowly probing out from his fingers like a breeze, passing in front of his eyes lightly and quickly, and then whispered in a low voice: "Open the Dharma Eyes!"
In an instant, a mysterious pattern appeared in the depths of his pupils, like a brilliant pearl hidden in the darkness.
No changes could be seen on the surface, but in the depth of his eyes, the whole world seemed to be completely new.
At this time, the sun was hanging high, like a blazing fireball. However, under Qian Tu's discerning gaze, the sky was filled with a rich blue aura, as if endless green clouds were gently falling from the ceiling.
The cyan light intertwined into a magnificent picture in his eyes, like a clear lake, transparent and tranquil.
His magical eye was maintained, and through this magical eye, he observed that the flowers, plants and trees also exuded their own unique breath, and every leaf and branch exuded the breath of life. All living things show their own unique energy fluctuations, without exception, and no one can escape them.
At this time, the maid was standing outside. Because she had money to set up a barrier, she couldn't get in at all. She could only shout on the spot, "Second Young Master, the master and his wife asked you to go to the front hall." Her voice was carried by the breeze. .
Qian Tu looked at the maid. She exuded a human aura, but her vitality was a little weak. That's right, after all, maids and servants are overworked and inevitably have weak vitality.
"I know, I'll be there right away." Qian Tu responded softly, his voice like a breeze blowing by, carrying a hint of tranquility and serenity.
With that said, he turned and walked towards the house.
His figure loomed in the sunlight, erratic like a ghost, and soon came to the front hall. The Dharma Eye continues to open, and through this magical power, the aura of everyone in the hall can be clearly seen.
The auras of both parents seemed smooth and normal, except for the aura of the old man, 'Wang Yuanwai'...
"Huh?" Qian Tu's heart trembled, and his brows furrowed slightly, like a gently stretching lotus, blooming with doubt.
I saw that the 'King Yuanwai' in a brocade robe was extremely weak, and his body exuded a strong green evil energy, which was completely intertwined with his life breath. The evil spirit was like a poisonous snake, spreading silently around him, constantly eroding his vitality.
"The evil spirit! It's so strong that it has penetrated deep into his texture and organs. If it continues like this, he will no longer be able to hide it, and he will inevitably become seriously ill or even die."
A trace of worry flashed between Qian Tu's brows. He was like a wise man who could see everything through his Dharma eyes and see through the old man's physical condition.
Qian Tu stood blankly in front of the door, seemingly lost in thought. At this time, Qian Wuliang hurriedly greeted: "Zhongzhi, come and see Wang Yuanwai."
When Qian Tu woke up from his dream, he bowed his hands and said respectfully: "Junior Qian Tu, I have met Wang Yuanwai."
Wang Yuanwai was filled with admiration, his eyes were kind, and he seemed to like Qian Tu's appearance very much. "He is indeed handsome and majestic. It's a pity that I don't have a daughter in my family, otherwise I would have to betroth you to her."
Qian Tu replied humbly: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for the award."
Wang Yuanwai gently waved his hand and showed a delighted smile, but as soon as the laughter faded, his face turned serious: "I have communicated with your parents just now, and I have something to ask for your help today. "
He paused for a moment, then continued: "In a few days, my Wang family will hold an ancestor worship ceremony, and we will sing an opera for our ancestors in the evening. Therefore, I hope you can help me on this occasion."
After listening to Wang Yuanwai's words, Qian Tu's face showed a hint of surprise, "Wang Yuanwai, I'm not good at singing. I'm afraid I won't be qualified for this matter."
He thought this request was ridiculous. Could it be that he had to perform a sword dance on stage himself?
Moreover, if you sing for ghosts and gods, you will know that it will be taboo just by looking at the name.
"Haha, maybe I didn't express myself clearly."
Wang Yuanwai said with a smile, "You just need to control the situation. Don't worry, it's nothing big. It's been like this in previous years. There's no problem."
"Oh? Then why are you looking for me, Mr. Wang? With your ability, don't you know many masters?" Qian Tu couldn't help but ask.
Wang Yuanwai sighed and explained: "Well, you don't understand the situation. The Taoist priest from the past has left in recent years. Although there are many masters in the secular world, they don't understand this. Their so-called town market , in fact, it’s just a way to defraud money, not worth mentioning. Naturally, I inquired about you.”
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qian Wuliang and his wife, and continued to smile: "Just now, your father also told me that you were looking for the Immortal Sect for ten years, and now that you have come back, you have gained something. I wonder if you are willing to help me. Wang?" After saying that, Wang Yuanwai stared at Qiantu expectantly.
However, Qian Tu frowned and wanted to refuse the request, but then he thought about it and found that there was a demonic aura around Wang Yuanwai. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel compassion in his heart. After all, as a practitioner, he could kill demons. It is also his duty to eliminate demons.
Maybe the demonic aura in Wang Yuanwai's body is related to the Blood Clothes Pavilion. You must know that the 'game' mentioned by Chun Shisanniang is not over yet...
After a moment of pondering, he raised his head and said, "Since Yuan Wang is so sincere in asking for help, how dare my nephew refuse?"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
When Wang Yuanwai heard Qian Tu's reply, he clapped his hands excitedly, cheered, and said "ok" three times in a row.
While he was excited, he added: "Then let's meet at the city gate tomorrow. I will give you a big thank you when the job is done."
