Chapter 363: Fakes

The Shi brothers are all mortals without immortal fate, so the two of them did not see the extraordinaryness of this bamboo slip at the moment, and Shi Ren was only stumped by himself at the moment as a wild fox.

But Zhang Jue is different, the reason why the wild fox accepted him as an apprentice is because his own qualifications are excellent, and at this moment he is standing behind the wild fox, so everyone present except for the wild fox is the only one who saw the vision on the bamboo slip.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was shocked when I saw it, and Zhang Jue was even more shocked on the spot, "This bamboo slip is alive!"

The Shi brothers saw him pointing to the wild fox and the bamboo slip, looking like a ghost, so they also approached to see what was going on.

But the two of them are not as immortal as Zhang Jue, so no matter how the two of them look at it, this volume of pre-Qin bamboo slips is only like a dead thing, no different from before.

The time of the half-pillar incense passed in a flash, and the small seal in the bamboo slips also stopped moving, and the content recorded in the rearranged bamboo slips was also very different from that of Fang Cai.

The wild fox held the bamboo slip and looked at it carefully, and the Shi brothers had to wait patiently when they saw him with a serious face.

It was time for half a pillar of incense again, and the wild fox put the bamboo slips together on the table at hand, and then said to Shi Ren with a smile: "Congratulations to General Shi, this bamboo book is a volume of ancient Taoist scriptures, called Taiping Qing Lingshu, also known as Taiping Sutra, although it is only a superficial glimpse today, but this book is a treasure book that I have never seen in my life." ”

Shi Ren only knows how to dance with knives and sticks on weekdays, and he naturally listens to the clouds, mountains and fog, and he is not much interested in these first-class books, but Shi Ren reads through the Four Classics and Five Essentials on weekdays, although this Taiping Qing Collar Book sounds very obscure, but he has also heard of it.

According to legend, this scripture is a Taoist priest named Yu Ji in the Eastern Han Dynasty who was given by God, although it is bizarre, but this scripture is not the only one in the world, on the contrary, this scripture is widely circulated in the world, at least Shi Ren has read it.

Although this sutra is taught by the gods, it does not record the supreme method of feathering and ascending to immortals, but there are many records of witch doctors and other miscellaneous sciences in the world.

Shi Ren pondered again and again, thinking that a scripture that was widely circulated in the world was not worth preserving with such advanced techniques, and the only plausible explanation was that this bamboo slip might be the real Taiping Qing collar book, and what was circulated in the world was nothing more than a fake used by Yu Ji to mix up the beads.

After thinking about it again, Shi Ren finally gave up his plan to return the scripture, after all, this scripture is precious, and it is a pity for him to just eat it tastelessly like chicken ribs, so it is better to give this book directly to the wild fox in exchange for some of the benefits he wants.

After all, with the strength of the wild fox, if he really had the idea of taking the treasure book for himself, he would not be able to ask for it, Shi Ren did not know at this time, his move was the most correct decision he had made in his life, and because of this, his Shi family lineage was not only broken, but also from then on, he broke away from the ordinary and became a family in the cultivation world.

After making up his mind, Shi Ren restrained the reluctance in his heart, squeezed out a little smile and said: "As the saying goes, the sword is given to the hero, and the BMW is paired with the saddle, since it is a fairy family treasure book, and it is related to the little fairy, then Shi simply pushed the boat down the river and gave this book to the little fairy, I don't know what the little fairy thinks?"

The wild fox grew up in the mountains, and Zijin was never forcibly restrained by etiquette, so he knew very little about the welcome and delivery in the world, and saw that Shi Ren actually took the initiative to give away the treasure book, and he himself wanted it.

So he replied without thinking: "Since this is the case, then I will not refuse, by the way, my Taoist name is Wild Fox, the common name Tian Wuku, the two of them are called at will, and they don't always have to be called immortals, I really deserve it." ”

After that, the wild fox straightforwardly stuffed the bamboo slip into his sleeve, and seemed to ignore Shi Ren's expectation.

Shi Ren didn't feel anything about this, but Shi Ren was secretly angry with his liver, thinking that this wild fox was good not to treat himself as an outsider, and the old man kindly gave him a treasure book, but you didn't even say a word of thanks.

The four of them were silent for a moment, Shi Ren saw that the wild fox still didn't mention what he was looking forward to, so he quietly glanced at Zhang Jue behind the wild fox.

Although Zhang Jue has worshiped under the Wild Fox Sect, there are still old ladies and sisters in the world, so naturally he does not dare to disobey Shi Ren's intentions, but the Wild Fox is his teacher at the moment, and the world pays attention to respecting the teacher.

So under the trade-off, Zhang Jue only dared to tap the bamboo pole on the side with his hand, and did not dare to speak directly.

The wild fox once saw the meaning of this move in a book, so he smiled and said: "Today, General Shi gave me the grace of the scriptures, I have nothing else to repay, I don't know if General Shi has descendants who are willing to follow me wholeheartedly, even if there is no immortal fate, I can also keep him safe for a lifetime." ”

Shi Ren immediately stood up and expressed his gratitude to the wild fox with the gift of a literati.

In fact, Shi Ren knew very well in his heart whether this Ying Tiancheng could be defended, once defeated, the Qing army would definitely not let him and the Shi family go, so it was worth it to exchange a useless scripture for the survival of the bloodline.

The four of them exchanged pleasantries again, and Shi Ren briefly explained the origin and discovery process of this Taiping Sutra, and the wild fox just wrote them down one by one, and then looked for a good opportunity to find out in the future.

Surprisingly, although the wild fox temporarily joined the camp of Nanming, he did not live in the palace city of Yingtian City with the Shi brothers, but lived in the damp and dirty military camp with Zhang Jue.

Because the wild fox took care of him in advance, Zhang Jue just declared that the wild fox was his distant cousin, and everyone just lost interest after greetings, after all, they are all a group of military men who have today and no tomorrow, and they live a life of licking blood from the knife all day long, who would really care about a young Taoist priest who is not good-looking?

It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and there were no clouds.

At this time on weekdays, Zhang Jue had already slept deeply, but tonight he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, his father's face flashed in his mind, and the figure of the wild fox flashed for a while, and then he thought hard about how the days of the gods were lived?

The wild fox did not fall asleep, firstly, the life in this military camp was too simple, and secondly, the soldiers in this battalion were snoring and swallowing the world, so he simply sat up and meditated cross-legged, thinking about how to exploit the loopholes in the rules and fulfill his promise without being held accountable by the cicadas.