Chang'an, Fugui Tavern.
Guo Dalong looked very depressed at the old storyteller who was drinking tea leisurely in front of him.
After all, this feeling of listening to a story that stops abruptly halfway through is really heart-breaking.
"Old... this old gentleman, what happened next, when will you tell me again?" Guo Dalong said, considering his words.
But the old man just looked at him thoughtfully and said nothing.
The drinkers on the side also recognized Guo Dalong's identity and were very surprised by his performance at this time.
But after they thought about it carefully, they came to a clear understanding.
After all, before Guo Dalong became the eldest young master of the Guo Mansion, he was just a little beggar who followed a group of beggars around to eat and drink every day. He had never seen the storyteller's exquisite skills.
Therefore, once I was fascinated by the story told by this old storyteller, I probably didn't even know my own name.
Just when Guo Dalong was wondering why the old man didn't continue talking, he saw a little girl on the side holding a bowl and starting to walk around in front of the drinkers who had just been listening to the book.
Several drinkers also donated their money one after another with smiles on their faces, and put some money more or less in the little girl's bowl.
When the little girl came to Guo Dalong, Guo Dalong immediately realized it and took out a one hundred tael silver note from his arms and stuffed it into the little girl's bowl.
"Here, take it and buy two delicious sesame seed cakes, and two bunches of candied haws on a stick. Remember to buy the sesame seed cakes from the Li family on the east side of the city, and the candied haws on a stick from Zhang Damao in the west city. They will be delicious!"
Guo Dalong's kind smile made the little girl choke up for a moment.
Even the old storyteller on the side was shocked by Guo Dalong's generosity.
He only heard about the name of Guo Dalong's dandy, but he was also a kind-hearted person and actually gave them a hundred taels of silver notes.
They, grandfather and grandson, traveled all over the world, relying on their storytelling skills and their fortune-telling business from time to time to barely maintain a full life.
Now that they have received Guo Dalong's favor, they both feel warm in their hearts.
"Ahem, Mr. Guo is so generous. My little old man is so grateful that I can't repay him in return." The old man stood up and bowed to Guo Dalong.
This also made Guo Dalong suddenly blush like a monkey's butt, and he quickly stepped forward to help the old man up.
"Why are you still doing this, old gentleman? This is just some small money!" Guo Dalong waved his hand quickly.
While talking, as if he was worried that everyone would not believe him, Guo Dalong also took out a handful of banknotes from his arms and placed them in front of everyone.
These were originally the funds he planned to spend at the God of Wealth Hall, but as a result, the God of Wealth Hall was not open today, so he really had no place to spend it.
"Ah... Mr. Guo is indeed a man of great wealth and wealth. His magnanimity and magnanimity are far beyond what we can achieve," the old man said with emotion.
Although Guo Dalong didn't understand what he heard, he saw the admiring glances of several drinkers nearby, so he couldn't help but scratch his head and laugh innocently.
"The old gentleman tells stories so well, why not come to my house and tell me." Guo Dalong said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will give you money, as long as you tell me stories every day to relieve my fatigue and entertain me. "
All the drinkers looked at the old storyteller with envy. From all the words and deeds of Guo Dalong just now, it was not difficult for them to see that the eldest son of the Guo Mansion was obviously a stupid and rich man. If he followed him into the Guo Mansion, it would be inevitable. It's a popular drink every day, and you can make a lot of money.
However, to everyone's surprise, the old man frowned, and then shook his head with a bitter look on his face.
"We appreciate Mr. Guo's kindness, but I really can't accept it, little old man."
Guo Dalong suddenly asked curiously, "Why?"
The old man sighed, and there seemed to be a few more wrinkles on his face, and then he said slowly, "Actually, little old man, I know how to do divination."
After looking at Guo Dalong's confused expression, the old man paused and added, "In layman's terms, he can tell fortunes."
Guo Dalong was shocked when he heard this, "You are a semi-immortal!"
Guo Dalong felt that the aura of the old man in front of him suddenly became fairy-like, and his whole person seemed to be shrouded in a faint layer of mist, making him appear fairy-like.
When he was a child, he followed the group of beggars on the street. Every time he passed by a place where fortune tellers set up stalls, he would always stop and watch for a long time.
Because he heard that people who can tell fortunes are semi-immortals.
Those kind of immortals were flying in the sky, so far away from ordinary people like them, that he could only pay homage to them.
However, although the semi-immortals on the ground may be worse than the real immortals, they are at least like them. They stay on the ground and can at least be seen.
What he likes to see most is when people express their gratitude to the half-immortal with tears of gratitude after receiving the guidance from the half-immortal. This will increase his belief in the half-immortal.
However, he really didn't expect that the old man in front of him today was actually a half-immortal. It was the first time that he had been so close to a half-immortal for such a long time.
"Well... I know Yin and Yang well, I can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am a semi-immortal." The old man twirled his beard and said slowly, "I studied under Qingcheng Mountain, but I was accidentally injured during a confrontation with a demon. He was injured, but now that all his Taoist skills are gone, he can no longer fight against demons, and he can’t even use any of his inner strength.”
Guo Dalong, who had been so excited just now, suddenly felt a lot depressed. He had originally thought of asking the old man to use the Taoist techniques of those semi-immortals in Qingcheng Mountain to open his eyes. However, what the old man said made him uncomfortable. If you force others to do something difficult, you have no choice but to extinguish the thoughts in your own heart.
"Then why can't you come to my house to tell stories?" Guo Dalong asked, scratching his head.
The old man pursed his lips and glanced at the handful of banknotes in Guo Dalong's hand. "Actually, I have the fate of a lonely evil star. I can only wander around by nature and cannot stay in other people's homes for a long time. It is said that I was born in my previous life. He made a big mistake, which is why God targeted him like this.
If you stay for a long time, it will bring disasters to the family. My own family has already suffered disasters one after another. Both of my sons died in a plague, my daughter-in-law remarried and ran away, and my old woman also died in a plague. Amidst the serious illness, this is the only granddaughter left.
So I took her out to have a meal while thinking about whether I could find a solution to my fate.
On weekdays, after finishing reading in the tavern, I would set up a stall on the street and tell people's fortunes to eliminate all kinds of disasters. After going back and forth for a long time, there were a few regular customers. If I leave and enter Mr. Guo's house, let alone what will happen to these patrons, even with my destiny, I can't enter. "
Guo Dalong pondered for a long time and took a deep look at the old man, feeling that he exuded a compassionate temperament.
Seeing the little girl on the side also threw herself into her grandfather's arms sensibly, as if she wanted to comfort her grandfather.
The grandfather and grandson hugged each other tightly. This scene deeply touched Guo Dalong.
This half-immortal is truly a worthy immortal. Although he has suffered so many disasters, he is still perseverant and wanders around with his granddaughter.
Moreover, he is obviously a half-immortal, but he still remains indifferent to fame and wealth. Just rely on your own ability to help others as much as possible. How can such a person not be admired?
Thinking of this, Guo Dalong burst into tears, "The old man's experience makes people sympathize, and his character is admirable. From now on, I will come here every day to listen to the old man telling stories. If the old man has any difficulties, he will tell me. I Guo Dalong will definitely help you."
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into tears and said with trembling lips, "Actually...little old man, I have a merciless request..."
"grandfather!"
Before the old man finished speaking, the little girl hurriedly grabbed him, and then looked at Guo Dalong with red eyes.
"I believe that Mr. Guo is a kind-hearted man and he should be able to help us. Besides, your illness can't be delayed any longer!" The old man hugged his granddaughter tightly, and then said with choked sobs, "Mr. Guo. , I am really desperate. My granddaughter got seriously ill a few days ago, and then she went to see a doctor..."
The old man lowered his head and wiped his tears, but he really couldn't talk any more.
Guo Dalong's heart immediately tightened, and he had a bad feeling. He turned to look at the little girl and said carefully, "What happened next? What did the doctor say?"
The little girl cried loudly, "The doctor said that if I take medicine every day, I might be able to be saved. Otherwise, I don't know how long I can survive!"
The drinkers and onlookers on the side all had pity in their eyes, lamenting that this was a poor child.
Guo Dalong's eyes suddenly turned red. He seemed to see what he looked like when he was a child in this little girl.
When he was still young and sensible, he accidentally contracted the cold. He had been weak due to lack of nutrition since childhood. It's even worse if you catch the wind and cold.
The beggars who raised him tried all kinds of methods, but nothing worked.
He finally saved up money to buy medicine from the doctor and used it on him, which seemed to help him recover a little.
As a result, in the middle of the night, a heavy rain directly opened a big hole in the roof of the dilapidated temple where they slept.
The cold rain made Guo Dalong's condition instantly worse. His body was always cold when beggars touched him several times.
It was also that night that the beggars took him to all the medical clinics in Chang'an.
However, when those medical clinics saw that they were beggars, they were not only unwilling to treat them, but even directly advised them to give up.
In the end, a small medical clinic was finally moved by the beggars kneeling in the rain and the dying Guo Dalong in their arms, and was willing to treat him for free.
He was so helpless at that time, so similar to the poor little girl in front of him.
But now he has overcome the difficulties and has a happy life with no worries about food and clothing, while this little girl is still struggling amidst difficulties with a bright future with no sign in sight.
Thinking of this, Guo Dalong was speechless and his eyes were already wet.
He quickly took the little girl's hand, put the roll of banknotes in her hand, then turned and left the tavern.
When he walked out of the tavern, he felt comfortable and didn't want to go to Feng Lai Tower to listen to music. He just wanted to go home, take a hot bath, and then sleep comfortably.
After he left, the old man took the little girl out of the tavern, picked up the fortune-telling stall items placed at the entrance of the tavern, and walked slowly towards the street.
