The next day.
As soon as dawn broke, Mr. Hou led a group of servants to stand in front of the west wing. He lowered his eyebrows and tied his hands, respectfully asking to wait patiently.
Unknowingly, it was three o'clock in the morning and there was still no one in the side room, not even a trace of movement. However, the craftsmen in the mansion had repaired the dilapidated side room and came back to report.
The old man was so anxious that he had no time to pay attention to these trivial matters. He dismissed the words before he finished listening. His face was full of anxiety and he was pacing back and forth.
After another quarter of an hour, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door finally opened, and a man came to the outside. He was about thirty years old, wearing cloth clothes and linen shoes, and looked like a simple village man.
But it was the handsome young man from yesterday who called himself Qin Shujian.
The old man was stunned for a moment when he saw the visitor. After carefully identifying him for a few times, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face and said hello.
"I've seen the Immortal Master! Why did the Immortal Master Qin change his clothes today? He's so old and dim-sighted that he couldn't recognize him at once. I hope the Immortal Master won't be surprised."
"It doesn't matter," Qin Shujian replied with a smile: "People who are practicing are based on the realm of supernatural powers. The dress and etiquette are nothing more than external things, so there is no need to care."
"What the Immortal Master said is that he is old and decrepit." The old man replied with a smile, showing his kind attitude.
"But what is Hou Yuanwai doing?" Qin Shujian glanced at the servants behind him and asked.
The old man's smile became even brighter when he heard this, and he replied: "I have to thank the immortal for saving my life! You two surrendered to the evil ghost and saved dozens of lives in my whole family from fire and water. This kind of kindness cannot be repaid by me, so I have been waiting here early in the morning to be dispatched by the two immortal masters."
After saying this, he bowed respectfully, but his eyes couldn't help but glance towards the side room.
Qin Shujian saw this and did not shy away from it. He said bluntly: "There is no need to look any further, outside the council. Brother Taoist is still meditating in the room at the moment, so it is not appropriate to disturb him. Qin went first and said goodbye to the council members."
As soon as the words fell, the old man's joy suddenly turned to sadness, and he said anxiously: "The immortal master is leaving? But what's wrong with the poor reception? Even though the immortal master said that I will strictly enforce the order, I hope the immortal master will not blame me."
Qin Shujian shook his head and replied with a smile: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that it's over here. It's time for us monks to leave, so there's no reason to linger and bother us?"
After hearing this, the old man felt relieved, but there was a look of fear on his face. He bowed and sighed: "Don't you dare! What the Immortal said is so embarrassing to me! How can I bother you after saving my life and rekindling my kindness?" Say! I am so shameless, and I am just about to beg the two immortal masters to stay for a few more days!"
As he spoke, he cast a brief glance behind him. The butler understood immediately and brought up a wooden box with a red lacquer and phoenix pattern.
The old man took the wooden box and opened it carefully. Inside, there was a ginseng plant, about a foot long, resembling a human figure, complete with beard and hair.
"Master Immortal, please take a look. This is the century-old wild ginseng. Please accept it with a smile."
Qin Shujian picked up the ginseng, looked at it carefully, and then said: "Yes, it is indeed a medicine that is hundreds of years old, but Qin failed to get rid of the evil spirits, and he really deserves it."
After saying that, he put the ginseng back.
"Master Qin is joking." The Hou Yuan exhorted: "The heroic appearance of the Immortal is visible to everyone in the Hou Mansion. He can eliminate evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits with just a few movements of his hands and feet. A wild ginseng cannot be compared to the kindness of the Immortal. How can you say that? Well deserved.”
As he spoke, he closed the wooden box and placed it in Qin Shujian's hands.
Qin Shujian thought for a moment and took it into his arms.
The old man was overjoyed when he saw this. He changed the subject and continued: "By the way, I heard a few days ago that a hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum appeared in Bianjing Zhihe Pharmacy. The shopkeeper of the pharmacy has an old relationship with me and has promised to leave the Polygonum multiflorum to me. I sent someone to pick it up last night with a lot of money, and they will be back in a few days. Please stay here for a while longer, so that I can offer this as a token of my gratitude."
Qin Shujian didn't shirk this time and agreed: "Okay, thank you so much." Then he cupped his hands and returned to the room.
The old man and others bowed in return with a very respectful attitude, and did not stand up until Qin Shujian entered the room.
In the side room, Qin Shujian placed the wooden box on the table beside him and took out the animal skin roll, sank it in and concentrated on it, mesmerized.
Outside, Mr. Hou was leaning next to the butler's ear, giving instructions in a low voice, his eyes full of lust.
At the same time, more than ten miles away, there was the top of a small mountain.
Under the scorching sun, more than a dozen small green and green flags sparkled, weaving a curtain of green light, covering an area of about ten feet.
In the center of the light curtain, a brilliant silver ball slowly opened, revealing three faint shadows, gathering, dispersing and twisting, emitting bursts of shrill screams.
"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me! Immortal, please have mercy on me!"
Outside the light curtain, the young man clasped his hands behind his back, looking indifferent and independent.
Five days later.
The sun was setting, and the afterglow was brilliant. Defu and three or two families were waiting in front of the wing, feeling sleepy and tired, and couldn't help but yawn.
"Well, this day has passed again, and I don't know what the two immortal masters are doing inside, and they haven't come out yet." He thought to himself.
For five days in a row, Defu, under the orders of the old man, had been waiting here since 10 o'clock every day. He stood until his back was sore and his legs were weak, but they never showed up.
Just when he was about to take a break and take a rest, suddenly the door opened wide and two figures came slowly forward and backward.
The former is dressed in white, bright and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament; the latter is dressed in coarse linen, calm and indifferent, they are Yuan Qing and Qin Shujian.
Seeing the two of them, Defu immediately trotted forward, leaned down to salute, and respectfully said: "Young man has seen two immortal masters! You can count the two immortal masters!"
"Oh? What's important?" Yuan Qing raised his hand and replied calmly.
"No, it's nothing," Defu said with a smile, "It's just the master's order. After the two immortal masters come out of seclusion, you must be invited to gather in the backyard. The master is grateful for the kindness of the immortal, so he specially prepared treasures of gold and silver. It's a good time. Express your feelings.”
Yuan Qing nodded and said with a slight smile: "In that case, let's lead the way."
After saying this, Defu was overjoyed and immediately gave another gift and said respectfully: "Okay! Two immortal masters, please come this way!"
As he spoke, he turned sideways and winked at the servant on the side. The latter understood, gave a brief salute and hurried towards the central hall, so as to inform the elders outside in advance.
After just a cup of tea, the group arrived in front of an octagonal pavilion in the back garden.
The pavilion is more than three feet high, with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, which is very majestic. It has a mountain stone screen outside and is surrounded by a pool of water. There is an Eight Immortals table inside, which is spacious and can accommodate several people.
The table was filled with delicacies and delicacies, and several young maidservants were waiting beside them, either holding ritual music or holding fine wine.
When he saw Yuan Qing, the old man was overjoyed. He hurriedly came up to him and greeted him respectfully: "I have seen these two immortals."
"No need to be polite." Yuan Qing replied with a smile.
After hearing the words, the old man stood up and continued: "I deeply appreciate the kindness of the immortal, so I specially set up a banquet of wine to express my feelings. The old man knows that ordinary food and wine cannot compare to the exquisite wines of the Immortal Mansion, but thinking of the sincerity of the old man, I also ask the immortal not to blame me."
"Yuan Wai's words are serious," Yuan Qing replied: "Although people who practice Buddhism have not been tainted by the world for a long time, they still have a different taste when they occasionally taste the fireworks of the world."
The old man was overjoyed when he heard this, and said with a smile: "As long as the immortal doesn't dislike it."
Then he bowed his head and said, "Please, the Immortal!"
Take a seat, take a seat.
With the joint insistence of Lao Yuanwai and Qin Shujian, Yuan Qing took the chief position. During the banquet, there were people drinking wine, singing and dancing.
Yuan Qing didn't take a few bites of the food on the table, but the wine was quiet and elegant, with quite a bit of flavor, so he drank a few more glasses. Qin Shujian kept raising chopsticks, and most of the delicacies of the feast went into his mouth.
The old man was obviously very understanding, so during the dinner he only advised Yuan Qing to drink more, while Qin Shujian secretly asked his servants to bring him food.
Gradually, the wine was gone, and the old man smelled of alcohol and his forehead was red. However, not only did he not appear drunk at all, but he felt even more energetic.
He stopped his cup and stood up, looking at the new moon rising, and let out a long sigh, which seemed quite sad and lonely.
Yuan Qing was unmoved and took a drink by himself. Qin Shujian saw Yuan Qing's posture and said, "Under the moonlight on a good day, in front of fine wine and delicious food, why do you sigh?"
"Please forgive me for being rude." Hearing this, the old man bowed first and then sighed: "I think of me, Hou Jintao. I knew a thousand words at the age of three, memorized poems at the age of seven, and by the age of sixteen I already knew the essence of the dictionary. I excelled in the exam. After resigning and returning to the fields, he often helped the poor, helped the weak, and gave porridge to rescue people in need. Ask yourself, I will live up to the grace of God. I am worthy of my destiny, and I have a pure conscience in my heart, but why am I still childless when I am over 60 years old? There are three kinds of lack of filial piety, and the first is to have no descendants. Children and old people have only one lineage. When they die one day, their incense will be cut off. How can I meet my ancestors?"
After saying this, the old man was already in tears, and the maidservants who accompanied him also shed tears after speaking.
"Master..." A maid came forward to wipe away her tears and help him.
The old man glanced at Yuan and Qin, but saw that they were still indifferent, so he gritted his teeth, pushed the maid away, knelt down in front of Yuan Qing with a plop, and begged: "I know that the kindness of the immortal has been restored, but please ask the immortal I feel sorry for the old boy, and I will save him one more time!"
After saying this and bowing again, Yuan Qing stood up with a flick of his sleeves and said calmly: "I am afraid that what I am asking for is unworthy of others. We practitioners only want to live a long and happy life, and we don't know how to extend our heirs."
After hearing the words, the old man stood up and recalled: "The Immortal made a mistake. It is not about extending the heirs. The young man is getting older. He just wants some methods to extend his life or some elixirs to strengthen his body and strengthen his vitality. There are many more One day, I will give it another try. If the Immortal agrees, I will build a temple for the Immortal, and I will continue to offer incense. I will also give you ten thousand years of gold and hundred-year-old medicine as a token of my sincerity!"
"The teaching is destined," Yuan Qing replied calmly as before: "Yuanwai is not the destined person." After saying that, he walked towards the outside.
Qin Shujian also stood up and followed closely behind.
At this time, the old man took a few steps forward and shouted to dissuade him. His sleeves swept across the table, swept down a wine cup, and smashed it to pieces.
"Wait a minute, Immortal, are you really going to die without saving me?"
Yuan Qing turned a deaf ear and walked forward on his own.
"Okay!" The old man turned from sadness to anger and shouted: "If you have no compassion, how can you be worthy of being an immortal! It must be that shameless villain who lied about being an immortal! Come on, take these two down! I I want a righteous immortal master to clear his name!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw everyone in the scene, including maids and slaves, pulling out software from their waists and cuffs, or flashing daggers. Then dozens of well-dressed warriors holding long knives and steel rods filed in from the entrances of the back garden. Enter; there are also several masked men in black, climbing over the wall and jumping into the house, stepping on the void.
Facing this situation, Qin Shujian looked sullen on his face, but felt sad in his heart.
Yuan Qing was silent and sighed softly at the end.
With a flash of inspiration, he turned over his hand and took out a green-skinned gourd. The gourd opened its mouth slightly and spit out a three-inch silver ball. The silver wire disintegrated, revealing three faint ghost figures.
With a shrill cry, the three ghosts merged into one, and then turned into three ghosts and reappeared in the world.
However, I saw numerous ghosts, gathering, dispersing and looming. Wails and cries came one after another. In just one stick of incense, everyone in the garden was slaughtered and no one escaped.
The bodies of the deceased were all intact, without any scars or any blood. However, the ghost reappeared in front of Yuan Qing, its body was thick and solid, and its yin energy was even better than before.
However, before he could do anything else, he saw the sword's light shining brightly, clear and bright, like the rising sun descending from the sky.
In an instant, the [yin] core dissolved, the ghost body dissipated, and the evil ghost's soul disappeared into blue smoke, and the spirit and soul were extinguished.
Yuan Qing stopped his hand, a silver light appeared, raised his sword, and flew away through the air; Qin Shujian stood there blankly, and after thinking for a moment, he turned and left.
A few days later, the Hou Mansion was destroyed, and his dozens of wives and concubines were all separated after receiving their share of the property.
A few days later, there were rumors that Mr. Hou was attacked by evil spirits outside, and his family was almost wiped out. Now the evil spirits are still entrenched in the Hou Mansion, and will soon reappear in the world and do evil again...
