Yang Dongwei returned to Qionglong Mountain at starry night, preparing to report the prince's affairs to Master Shi, Tiezhu Taoist, and ask him for advice.
Master Shi, a Taoist from Tiezhu, has great abilities in the world and is a well-known master. However, he has not been around much in recent years. He has devoted himself to practice and gradually disappeared.
Although he was not very involved in worldly affairs, people still remember his abilities.
For example, the King of Wu always cared about Master Shi's talents and wanted to invite him to serve as an official, but he repeatedly failed. In the end, he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. He ordered the Chongming Pavilion to be built and invited his disciple Yang Dongwei to take charge.
However, whether it was Yang Dongwei or Qionglong Mountain, he and the King of Wu were never on the same page. From the beginning to the end, only Yang Dongwei was there. He never settled in Chongming Pavilion, but always stayed in Yuanmiao Temple.
Hanshan Temple is even more interesting. The abbot of Hanshan Temple, Zen Master Jishan, is a fat monk with big ears. No one knows whether he has any real ability, but he is famous far and wide if he really wants money.
The young monk Yujin served in Chongming Hall. King Wu spent a lot of money to get him from Hanshan Temple.
Opening your mouth is for fate, keeping your mouth shut is for money. Even the King of Wu is afraid of him and would not be willing to go to Hanshan Temple unless necessary.
That is to say, the old princess worshiped Buddhism and Taoism, and always invited eminent monks from Hanshan Temple to give lectures. Every time I go to invite them, I get them with white silver and yellow gold.
In the words of the fat monk, it is all merit money, to be enshrined in the golden body of Buddha and to accumulate blessings for the King of Wu.
Yang Dongwei took the first step, and when he rushed back to Qionglong Mountain, the sky was still full of stars.
The changing fortunes in Gusu city, the magical atmosphere of rain and fog could not cover the stars in the sky of Qionglong Mountain. Master Shi was a thin old man, holding an iron bamboo pole and staring at the stars outside the shed regardless of getting deeper.
The Taoist robe was hanging down, making the dry and thin old man look like a monkey spirit. He looked more like an old farmer in the fields than the famous mage in Gusu.
Yang Dongwei came back wearing the stars and the moon. He greeted the brothers guarding the mountain gate and then went straight to the shed.
Seeing Master Shi looking up at the stars, he asked, "Master, is your neck stiff?"
Master Shi turned around and glared at him, saying, "I'm watching the sky at night, overlooking all living beings, and you ask me if my neck is stiff?"
Yang Dongwei asked again, "Is that stiff or not?"
Master Shi sighed, twisted his neck, put the iron bamboo into the tent reed, and said, "Why don't you come and press it for me?"
Yang Dongwei went to knead his energy and blood. The old man was lean and lean, and he was holding his neck as if he were holding a piece of fine iron. If Yang Dongwei hadn't been so powerful, he probably wouldn't be able to knead him.
The old man asked: "Did you cause trouble?"
Yang Dongwei said: "Can't you just expect me to order something better?"
The old man blinked, a glimmer of light leaked out of his squinted eyes, and said: "You didn't cause any trouble, why did you come back with such a big trouble?"
Yang Dongwei was startled, but although he was frightened, he asked loudly: "Which fellow Taoist is following you?"
The stars in the sky suddenly lit up. Master Shi opened his eyes and looked at the sky with squinted eyes, showing an expression of surprise, but his body relaxed.
Yang Dongwei took the opportunity to push away the stagnant blood in his shoulders and neck, and the heat suddenly surged up, making the old man narrow his eyes in comfort.
When the starlight fell on the ground, it turned into a young man in red. He was tall, with long eyebrows and long eyes. He cupped his hands and saluted, saying: "I have heard the name of Master Shi for a long time. I am overjoyed to see you today." .”
Yang Dongwei looked at the young man in red and felt that he was unfamiliar and did not recognize him. It's just that his Qi is deep and broad, like the stars, and no one dares to underestimate him. When he wanted to look deeper, he noticed that the energy in the young man was rushing towards him like a flying dragon. He was immediately frightened and couldn't help but close his Dharma Eyes.
Master Shi patted Yang Dongwei's hand, got down from the couch, pulled on his mango shoes, and returned the same salute to the young man, saying: "You came with astrology, and with destiny in your body, the old Taoist will not dare to accept you. present."
The young man did not shy away and accepted the gift.
Master Shi looked at Yang Dongwei again and said, "Go and put the old Taoist treasured tea into a pot for guests. I want to have a friendly talk with this Taoist friend."
Yang Dongwei frowned, not knowing what crazy talk this old man was talking about. What kind of tea does he have in his collection? I will be so poor that I can't even put money out of my pocket for the rest of my life.
His eyes were very hot. Master Shi moved his back and whispered: "Under my bed."
Yang Dongwei was speechless. There is a good tea under the bed. The old tea stuffed in the clay pot was given by the farmers down the mountain the year before last. Is this also used to entertain guests?
Yang Dongwei left grumblingly, leaving Master Shi talking to the person suspected of being a dragon.
Gong Mengbi watched Yang Dongwei slowly leave and praised him: "Master Shi is a good disciple."
Master Shi was not without pride, but he still said reservedly: "That kid has no abilities except for being more talented."
Gong Mengbi smiled, sat across from Master Shi, and explained his purpose.
By the time Yang Dongwei arrived with a tea tray, the futon opposite Master Shi was already cold.
"Where are the people?" Yang Dongwei asked.
Master Shi said: "Let's go."
Yang Dongwei put the tea tray on the table and said, "Why don't you stay with me for a while and try your treasured tea?"
Master Shi smiled and said, "When he leaves, come and drink with me."
Yang Dongwei's face immediately became unhappy, and he could already smell the astringency when making tea.
Master Shi poured two cups of tea and pointed at it. Yang Dongwei still sat across from him full of complaints, holding the cup and sipping it little by little, feeling the harsh taste in his mouth.
Yang Dongwei asked: "Who is that? What are you doing here?"
Master Shi waved his hand and said, "Don't ask around, it's none of your business."
Yang Dongwei had no choice but to give up and explained his purpose of coming, saying: "The prince has left his soul, and the King of Wu is at a loss what to do. I came back to ask you for advice."
Master Shi pretended to pinch his fingers and said: "His son can't die, but his soul has been captured. If you find the person who captured his soul, you can naturally save him."
Yang Dongwei was taken aback and said, "Master, have you calculated all this?"
"It's not that easy." Master Shi waved his hand and said, "Let him go to the City God and don't bother me."
Yang Dongwei nodded and said, "I'll tell him when I get back."
His tone was not very respectful, and it was obvious that in his eyes, he didn't think there was anything important about King Wu.
Master Shi said: "Dong Wei, you rejected King Wu, and then went to Yuanmiao to wait and see. Pay more attention to your senior brother and sister's disciples and stop running around."
Yang Dongwei immediately looked at Master Shi. Master Shi's eyes were narrowed and he didn't know what was going on. He couldn't see anything clearly, he only felt that there was something in his words.
But Master Shi didn't want to say it clearly, and he had no choice.
Yang Dongwei has always been a good boy, so he said "yes".
Master Shi took a sip of tea and refused to drink it. He then stood with the iron bamboo outside the shed to watch the stars.
Yang Dongwei clearly heard a hint of surprise and joy in his voice: "So that's how you see it! Now it's clear!"
