Jia Dairu's son died early, leaving only Jia Rui as his grandson.
Now that Jia Rui is dead, it is really a white-haired man giving a black-haired man a gift, and he has become a destitute family.
Jia Dairu and his wife were so sad that they cried for life and death, cursed demons and harmed people, and asked people to set up a fire to burn the mirror.
At this time, a voice came in.
"Who told him to look at the front by himself? You yourself took the false as the true and didn't listen to what I said. Why did you burn my precious mirror?"
Suddenly he saw the mirror flying out of the room. Jia Dairu went out and saw that it was the lame Taoist priest.
Shouted: "Give me back my Feng Yue Bao Jian."
He reached out to grab the Fengyue Treasure Book, but he was about to be caught.
Suddenly something flew towards me and hit the Feng Yue Treasure Mirror, sending the Feng Yue Treasure Mirror flying away.
The lame Taoist was startled and rushed towards Feng Yue Baojian again. He saw a small net flying in front of him. He immediately caught Feng Yue Baojian's net and pulled it back into the man's hand.
"Who is it? Dare to steal Master Dao's treasure."
The lame Taoist rushed towards the opponent quickly without stopping, trying to snatch the Feng Yue Bao Jian back.
This person was none other than Li Biao. When he saw that he had obtained the treasured mirror, he was very happy when he saw the lame Taoist rushing towards him. His speed showed that he was a master. It seemed that the Duke was right. This man had some skills.
Not daring to be careless at the moment, he threw the mirror behind him and rushed towards the lame Taoist.
The two of them instantly fought against each other and started fighting ping-ping-pong-pong-pong.
The two of them fought quickly, and more than a dozen rounds passed in an instant, and they actually met their opponents in a chess game.
Li Biao took medicinal baths all year round, and his physical fitness was very strong. He also fought with him in Liaodong for three years. He often took action and had rich fighting experience.
After more than ten rounds, the old Taoist priest was not defeated.
Remembering Jia Cong's instructions, he shouted: "Come together and take him down."
Upon hearing the order, the surrounding soldiers immediately surrounded the two men.
The lame Taoist frowned. He did not expect such an accident. Although when he came, he saw many people lying in ambush nearby, but he did not take it seriously. If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him. Own.
As soon as he started, he was surprised. The young man in front of him was actually a master, no worse than himself.
The key is that this guy doesn't follow martial ethics and actually wants to beat himself up.
Looking at the dozen or so people surrounding him, I couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. This was near Jia's house. Could it be that they were from Ning Guogong?
He and Ning Guogong are on the same page, so there is no need for him to deal with him. Is it because of this romantic treasure?
Looking at the people gathered around him, he sighed helplessly and decided to leave first. A good man will not suffer the loss of the moment and come back later to regain his place.
He shouted: "Who are you? We have no grievances, why do you want to embarrass the old Taoist?"
After a few quick attacks, Li Biao was forced to take a step back, turned around and rushed towards the wall.
Just as he jumped onto the wall, a big net hood came down.
The lame Taoist was shocked. It wouldn't be a big deal if it happened online. He didn't know how these people would deal with him.
The figure instantly rolled down the wall, avoiding the big net. This guy was really flexible, and the lame leg was not affected at all.
He rolled a few times, jumped up, put his toes on the window sill, jumped up, put his hands on the eaves, and rolled up with all his strength.
But as soon as he stood up, there was another big net in front of him, and the hood was down.
The lame Taoist cursed in his heart, damn, who is going to deal with him?
This is too deliberate. You won't be allowed to leave even if you want to.
Jia Cong stood in the distance, watching this scene, staring closely at the figure of the lame Taoist.
He wanted to force this guy into a desperate situation and see his true skills. After all, this guy was so amazing. If he didn't know the details of this guy, Jia Cong couldn't feel at ease.
It would be best if the well water does not interfere with the river water, but who can guarantee that this guy will not mix it up?
After all, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai, Xiang Ling, and Jia Baoyu were all involved with this monk.
It would be bad if these two guys showed up unexpectedly, intervened randomly, and caught themselves off guard. If it was dangerous, it would be better to eliminate them in advance.
Jia Cong likes to keep the initiative in his own hands.
You don’t want uncertain factors to appear around you. If there are any, they must be eliminated.
This is also the key to why he has never failed over the years.
Just like how he dealt with Xiong Jianchang, the military commander of Liaodong Jiedu, in Liaodong, since he had murderous intentions towards him, he could not be allowed to live, which would add countless variables to his future.
Killing them cleanly and eliminating any future troubles is the right approach.
As for the lame Taoist priests and the scabby monks, they are outsiders. Jia Cong has no intention of becoming enemies with them, but he must also understand their details and backgrounds to be truly aware of them.
If they cannot be controlled, they can only be eliminated in advance.
Jia Cong has asked Qingwen to bring a sniper gun. If nothing can be done, he can only stop the killing by force.
Not to mention, this lame Taoist priest is really very flexible. Judging from his movements, he is definitely a real master. Facing the big net covering it, he quickly pounces forward and rolls forward, which is dangerous and dangerous. Out of the scope of the big net.
At this time, Li Biao also climbed onto the roof, chased after him and started fighting with the lame old Taoist.
The lame Taoist priest was a little panicked. Who had he offended? This is not the way to go, we must leave as soon as possible.
I saw the lame Taoist priest, his figure became erratic, and his movements were as fast as the wind, forcing Li Biao to retreat repeatedly.
Seeing this, Chunlan asked, "Sir, Li Biao shouldn't be able to stop him. Do you want us to go together and take down the lame Taoist priest in one fell swoop?"
Jia Cong said: "Don't worry, let's take another look. Pay attention to his skills. His movements are very fast and erratic. They are faster than you. If you can understand them, you will definitely improve your strength." .”
So far, there is no doubt that the lame Taoist priest has performed martial arts, and Jia Cong is somewhat relieved about this.
As long as something unexpected happens, Jia Cong is not afraid of the old Taoist priest even if his martial arts are more powerful.
At this time, the lame Taoist repelled Li Biao again and jumped from the roof, trying to escape from the yard. However, he was not so lucky this time. When he was still one meter above the ground, a large net came from below. He was copied directly.
The four soldiers quickly pulled the rope at the mouth of the net, trapping the lame Taoist priest in the net, and he could no longer break free.
In order to catch this lame Taoist priest, Jia Cong was quite well prepared, and many of his preparations were not used yet.
However, the performance of the old Taoist priest made Jia Cong a little disappointed.
Although the performance was a bit powerful, it was not what Jia Cong imagined.
In this regard, Jia Cong was both relieved and disappointed.
The lame Taoist priest was a little panicked and struggled to shout: "I am just a wandering Taoist priest who specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. I have never harmed anyone. Why do you want to deal with me?"
Jia Cong came closer and said with a smile: "I feel wronged by the Taoist priest. I have some doubts and want to ask the Taoist priest for advice. However, the Taoist priest appears and disappears. I have no choice but to make this decision. Please rest assured, Taoist priest, I have no ill intentions." .”
The lame Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "Your Excellency must be Ning Guogong, right? Your method of inviting people is too unique, and it is indeed very domineering.
Jia Cong said: "It is indeed me. I hope that the Taoist Master will forgive me for being rude, but I won't let the Taoist Master go yet."
When the soldiers heard this, they immediately stepped forward and released the lame Taoist priest.
With him by his side, this guy can't run away even if he wants to. Besides, after seeing what he can do, with the temperament of these people, they should not do anything beyond their capabilities.
The lame Taoist climbed out of the net, raised his hands to Jia Cong and said, "I wonder what Lord Ning Guo wants to know? The Taoist must tell you everything he knows."
Judging from the old guy's attitude, Jia Cong was very satisfied, but it was unclear what he was thinking.
No matter what, just have this attitude.
"Taoist Priest, let's take a step to talk."
The lame Taoist priest nodded, knowing that this was not the place to talk, and followed Jia Cong to a large courtyard.
This is Jia Cong's other courtyard, which was the former Lai Family Courtyard. Since Jia Cong moved to Ningguo Mansion, it has become a production base and is managed by Yan Hong.
When they arrived at Jia Cong's study, the maid brought them tea and then they all left.
Li Biao also sent Fengyue Baojian in and then stood guard outside.
The lame Taoist priest's eyes lit up when he saw the Fengyue Treasure Book on the table, but he did not act rashly. He glanced at Jia Cong and said, "Ning Guogong, if you have anything to ask, just ask. The old Taoist will definitely not hide what he knows."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Taoist Master, please have some tea. If you really think about it, I am also a Taoist disciple. I am studying under Taoist Master Zhang Moyan of Wudang Mountain, and I am his direct disciple."
The lame Taoist said: "Ning Guogong probably only learned Wudang's martial arts. He shouldn't be very proficient in Taoist classics, right?"
Jia Cong said: "The Taoist master is really discerning. I have been busy practicing martial arts these years, and then I went to the battlefield. I just came back from the battlefield this year, and I really don't have time to study Taoist classics.
By chance, I heard some of the deeds of the Taoist priest, which seemed a bit unbelievable. The Taoist priest was mysterious and unpredictable, and he sounded like a man among gods. I am very curious about this.
Recently, I heard about Taoist Priest's whereabouts, so I tried to keep Taoist Priest behind to clear up my confusion. "
The lame Taoist finally understood that this Ning Guogong regarded himself as a god and an expert in the world.
If you really want to count it up, you can indeed be called an expert in the world.
He possesses martial arts that surpass most people, knows all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, and has magical prescriptions. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is a god among gods.
Unexpectedly, Ning Guogong was so enthusiastic about the art of immortality at such a young age.
The lame Taoist laughed and said: "Everyone in the world says that immortals are good, but they can never forget their fame! Where are the generals and ministers of ancient and modern times? A pile of grass is gone in the barren tomb.
Everyone in the world says that gods are good, but gold and silver cannot be forgotten! In the end, I only regretted that there was not much gathering, and when it was too long, my eyes closed.
Everyone in the world says that gods are good, but only my beloved wife can never forget them! I express my gratitude to you on your birthday, but you will go with others after your death.
Everyone in the world says that gods are good, only children and grandchildren will never forget them! There have been many infatuated parents since ancient times, but who has ever seen filial children and grandchildren?
Ning Guogong, what do you think of this song? "
Jia Cong couldn't help but smile. This old Taoist priest deceived himself by deceiving Zhen Shiyin's "good brother". He was looking down on himself too much. Although there was some truth in what he said, he couldn't satisfy himself.
"What the Taoist said, the warmth and warmth of people in this society and the indifference of the world are vividly and vividly described, which is admirable. However, if the Taoist wants to rely on these things and just send me away, then you are looking down on people too much. .
I want to hear something useful, something real, something that can answer my doubts. I am not as easy to fool as Zhen Shiyin. Where is Zhen Shiyin now? "
When the lame Taoist heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Unexpectedly, Jia Cong didn't catch a cold and understood this very thoroughly. He really didn't look like a teenager.
Moreover, he really knows his own affairs very well, and he even knows about Zhen Shiyin's affairs.
The lame Taoist thought about it and realized that Jia Cong was not easy to fool. If he didn't satisfy him, he probably couldn't leave him.
I have also heard of this boy's style. He is a ruthless master. There is really no need to offend him.
"I didn't expect that Ning Guogong was so wise and had such a thorough understanding of the world and human nature. I really admire him.
To be honest, I am a wandering Taoist priest who specializes in treating some difficult and complicated diseases and is familiar with some magical prescriptions. In the eyes of outsiders, he does have some magic. In addition, he has some martial arts, and he is somewhat elusive in the eyes of outsiders, which makes sense. . "
Hearing this, Jia Cong nodded slightly.
This statement can barely be explained. Jia Cong did not find anything too special in this old Taoist priest.
He casually glanced at the Feng Yue Baojian on the table, reached out and took it over, and started playing with it carefully.
"Taoist Priest, where does this thing come from? What does it do?"
The lame Taoist said: "This mirror is called Fengyue Baojian. It is handed down from my master's sect. It is said to be a magic weapon. It comes from the Ethereal Palace in Taixu Illusion Realm. It was made by the Fairy Jinghuan. It specializes in treating the disease of evil thoughts and actions. The merit of saving the world and saving lives.
Speaking of which, this mirror does have some magical properties. It can bring people into the illusory realm of Taixu, as if they are immersed in it. It can also cure some diseases of evil thoughts and actions. That's all I know. "
Jia Cong said: "I don't know which sect he comes from. Where is Zhen Shiyin?"
Lame Taoist said: "The old Taoist lineage was passed down from the Jin Dynasty. The people are small and unknown to outsiders. They have lived in seclusion in the depths of Zhongnan Mountain for generations. They have appeared in the world as wandering Taoist priests, and Zhen Shi has secluded himself in Zhongnan Mountain to enlighten himself."
Jia Cong said: "I heard that there is a leprosy-headed monk who is your companion. What is your relationship? Where does this person come from? Who is the police fantasy fairy?"
The lame Taoist finally became serious. It seemed that Ning Guogong had investigated him and knew a lot about him.
The two talked together for a whole afternoon, and they walked out of the study together in the evening, and then let the lame Taoist priest leave.
Li Biao said: "Master, just let him go like this?"
Jia Cong nodded and said: "This man is not a threat to us, and he is a charlatan. He is familiar with some strange, wonderful and folk remedies. He has saved a lot of people. He also promised to give some of the precious prescriptions he collected and Let’s share. Let’s go back home.”
