"Immortal chief!!!"
Song Yuan knelt down in front of Su Qing, wailing like a child.
The head catcher couldn't remember, but Song Yuan did. Because the master of Penglai appeared in front of him again.
"Get up."
Su Qing was a little helpless.
After leaving the city gate, return directly to the Song family. Seeing Song Yuan sitting on the steps in despair, he stepped forward to say hello.
Song Yuan was stunned for a moment when he saw Su Qing, and then started crying. If it weren't for the True Immortal's magic body Zhu Xie retreating, Su Qing had no doubt that this guy would hold his lap and cry.
In the end, he had to use a calming technique to make Song Yuan reluctantly calm down. Then he opened the door while choking and welcomed Su Qing into the house.
"Chief Immortal, I thought I would never see you again..."
Even the soothing technique was unable to completely calm Song Yuan. After entering the central hall, he fell to the ground again and kowtowed three times. Then he immediately called the servants and called his wife and children out to see him.
Su Qing didn't stop him.
This calamity in Song Yuan's life is not his fault alone.
The first to come in were his wife Wang and his eldest son Song Ren.
Mrs. Wang is a fat woman, and her age is very obvious. Song Ren is also a fat middle-aged man in his forties, who looks very similar to Wang.
Both of them looked frightened, especially Wang. He kowtowed to Su Qing in a hurry, but he almost didn't stand up if not for Song Ren's support.
"Those hands and feet are careless, and you have lost your manners in front of the Immortal." Song Yuan looked disgusted, scolded him in a low voice, and ordered Song Ren. "After you kowtow to the Immortal, help your mother down. Remember, the Immortal doesn't like to be disturbed, so don't talk nonsense in front of others."
Song Ren hummed, kowtowed to Su Qing, and helped Wang out.
Su Qing glanced at the backs of mother and son.
"My father-in-law and mother-in-law passed away more than ten years ago, and my child's uncle passed away last year. I will go there in person on every memorial day. I also raised my nephew." Song Yuan was afraid that the immortal would misunderstand him as ungrateful. , hurriedly explained.
"In addition, Wang Ji's business name has always been retained, and all related industries are managed by Song Ren. A hundred years from now, Song Ren will inherit the mantle of the Wang family."
Su Qing hummed and didn't care.
He comes to settle the cause and effect in the world, but he doesn’t care about the affairs of the world. How Song Yuan distributes his family property is his own business.
It was only because the mother and son were not in danger that they subconsciously took a look.
After a while, Mrs. Fang and her second son Song Zhi entered the house.
Mrs. Fang held up a cane and pouted, looking aggrieved. Song Zhi was the young businessman he had met at the city gate. He was stunned when he saw Su Qing.
"Hey, is it you?" Song Zhi shouted subconsciously.
"Asshole!" Song Yuan scolded: "How dare you be disrespectful to the immortal... Oh? Do you know him?"
"I just met at the city gate." Su Qing said to Song Yuan: "Master Ling was born in the year of Yichou, on the month of Jimao, on the day of Yichou, and at the time of Jimao?"
"Yes, yes!" Song Yuan was excited. "Quick, Zhi'er, kowtow to the Immortal Chief, and kowtow a few more times."
He went to the city gate to meet him and told him his birth date.
There is no doubt about it!
"Immortal, to be honest, my son has always been outstanding." Song Yuan introduced him eloquently.
"I have been smart and flexible since I was a child. If I hadn't wanted to enter the officialdom, I would have taken the imperial examination. Later, when I started doing business with me, I became even more outstanding. I handed over the silk and satin business to him the year before last, and I made more than I did when I was in charge... …”
Su Qing said nothing.
A mortal like Song Zhi doesn't need to make calculations, he can figure it out just by looking at his face.
This person is smart, but mostly smart. Thanks to the blessings of his family, he has had few setbacks since he was a child. Doing business is eager for quick success and quick profits, and you can make some huge profits at first, but it soon takes a turn for the worse, and now you are in trouble.
It was confirmed that his birth date was due to the four pillars of pure yin. He was anxious to turn over as soon as possible, and was taken advantage of by ghosts and evil spirits.
The calamity of life and death in front of Song Yuan should be his son.
However, Su Qing did not intend to point this out.
Karma has its own destiny, and it is karma with the immortal. You cannot simply prevent calamity for him. Even if you help him kill the evil ghost, other disasters will take its place.
Tribulation in the human world can only be done by pretending to be a human being.
Just like on the eve of the Conferred Gods War, Yun Zhongzi slew the demon queen Daji and lent him a wooden sword. In addition to worrying about saint karma, it is also because there is no point in taking action.
Song Yuan fooled around for a long time and found that Su Qing didn't respond and had no intention of granting immortality. After thinking about it with a frown, he suddenly realized something when he saw Mrs. Fang.
"You still haven't apologized to the Immortal!" Song Yuan winked at Mrs. Fang and said, "I blocked the Immortal from the door out of my sight. I was disrespectful, and I even missed my children and grandchildren!"
"I beg the Immortal to forgive me." Mrs. Fang held up the cane reluctantly.
It's not that she doesn't believe that Su Qing is an immortal, but that she feels that she has nothing to gain from this matter.
Immortals help ward off disasters, which benefits the husband, and lit incense and provide protection benefit the descendants. Nothing has anything to do with her as a lady, and it even affects her. Originally, the master loved her very much, but when the immortal came, even this was gone.
"It doesn't matter." Su Qing said. "If you don't know your old friend, you will have no luck and no results. It's your duty to intercept guests, not to mention your fault."
"Thank you, Immortal." Mrs. Fang thought to herself that this Immortal was not bad, and put down the cane she was holding.
Song Yuan stood by and rubbed his hands angrily, secretly calling his wife a fool.
That was the Lord of Penglai, and he would benefit from anything he gave him. Do you think I just asked you to apologize, to win immortality for you and your son?
Su Qing suddenly asked Song Yuan: "Where is the old servant at the gate?"
"Here, there." Song Yuan quickly went out and called in.
When notifying other family members, Song Yuan informed Su Qing's identity. But he didn't know why he called him "old servant", so he just said that there was a distinguished guest who wanted to see him.
"I've met the noble man." The old servant was very nervous when he saw Su Qing. He thought he was blocking the door and came to ask for punishment. After all, even the wife was kneeling there, so I thought it would be even worse for me.
"Good causes for others, good results for yourself." Su Qing said: "Your grandson-in-law is pregnant and will give birth in another seven months. But you are suffering from illness and it is difficult to live for another half a year. If you give four taels of grain silver, I will give you four lives in return. Same room."
Under the fairy light above the old servant's head, a wisp of foul air flew up and drifted away. The wrinkles on the face disappear and the skin becomes rosy and warm. A head full of white hair, as white as silver threads.
In an instant, the haggard old man disappeared, only the longevity old man with crane hair and childish face.
Song Yuan sighed, with a look of nostalgia on his face.
Mrs. Fang was stunned and subconsciously touched the corners of her wrinkled eyes.
"Thank you, Immortal. Thank you, Immortal." The old servant is not a stupid person. At this time, he didn't know that he had met the real immortal, so he immediately kowtowed and thanked him.
"When your great-grandson was five years old, you suffered from old age and illness, which can be cured by good medicine. If you survive safely, you can live as long as your crown. After that, it will be gone." Su Qing said: "There are only four liang of fate."
"That's enough, that's enough." The old servant smiled happily. "Knowing that grandson's wife is pregnant with a boy, she can still stay with him for five years. It's enough without a baby..."
"Immortal, immortal." Mrs. Fang couldn't help it. "I asked someone to give you two coins. Do you remember this? If you don't want to live a few more years, you can just let me rejuvenate and rejuvenate..."
"Shut up." Song Yuan was immediately frightened. He quickly covered Mrs. Fang's mouth and lowered his voice: "But do you still remember that I mentioned to you that when we were in Penglai, what happened to those people who sought fate? What you said You can say that without turning into an old woman."
"Ah!" Mrs. Fang's beauty suddenly turned pale. "No, I don't want anything."
"No fate, no fate, no cause, no result." Su Qing ignored Mrs. Fang and only said to Song Yuan: "It will take three days to solve your calamity. Light incense after three days. If there is no inconvenience, stay here for a while."
"It's what I asked for." Song Yuan was overjoyed: "Don't say three days, three years will do. You can stay as long as you want. If you need anything, just ask."
"Pure." Su Qing brushed her hands.
Song Yuan and others' eyes were dazzled when they all appeared in the courtyard.
"We will start thanking guests behind closed doors today!" Song Yuan said: "The Immortal will not say anything, and no one is allowed to enter the front yard. When entering or leaving for shopping, please use the side door for me. If anyone violates taboos, don't blame me for being rude."
Song Zhi and the old servant said yes, but Mrs. Fang was still absent-minded. The regret in my heart could not be increased.
Four taels of silver is nothing, four hundred taels or four thousand taels is nothing. If I really want to borrow four thousand taels from this immortal, I might be able to transform back into a girl.
Mrs. Fang looked at the old servant with gray hair and childlike face, then looked down at the loose skin on her hands, and finally cried out.
…
Penglai Immortal came into the world and met an elder and a woman. The old man gave four taels of silver as a gift, and the woman threw two coins. Immortals give the elders a childish look in return, and women give money to beggars. The woman weeps and misses the money, but little does she know that it is a fault of her heart.
"Jiuzhou Zhi·Penglai"
