This meal was very happy, at least Cheng Hu felt very comfortable, because he found that he was not turned away by him because he had peeked into Zhen Fan's secret, in short, a worried heart could be regarded as stable. Zhen Fan's taste is spicy, Chenghu eats this meal, sweating profusely, but his heart is very refreshing, and he feels a little dripping.

"When are you going to open the clinic?" I'll make a show for you! After eating, Melissa brewed two cups of tea, one cup per person, steaming, Chenghu drank it while it was hot, and suddenly felt a fragrance penetrating his brain, which lifted the spirit of the whole person, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "In the end, it is different from mortals, I didn't expect that even drinking tea is different from mortals." ”

"We're all mortals, but we're just taking different paths!" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled, disagreeing with Cheng Hu's point of view, "I am a cultivator, although the Tao is in front, but after all, there is still a person behind me, so people's greed, hatred, and anger are still contaminated, which is why I am still rolling in the red dust, and I have not ascended to become an immortal and separated from the mortal dust!" ”

"Can you really become an immortal?" When Chenghu heard this, he was so embarrassed that he hurriedly came over and asked.

"Lying to you, it's just that there are more calligraphy methods than ordinary people, have you ever seen a fairy?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but want to laugh, "No, I haven't seen it either, but whether there are immortals or not, I don't know, but Taoist self-cultivation can indeed be achieved by allowing people to live for a few more years!" ”

When Cheng Hu heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he stretched out his hand, stretched out his hand in front of Zhen Fan, and said with a smile: "Then give me a few elixirs, let me live for one or two hundred more years." ”

"I really have to live for so many years. Wouldn't that be an old turtle? Zhen Fan was a little speechless for a moment, then clapped his hands and knocked Cheng Hu's hand off. If you really want to live a few more years, I have a set of mental methods for cultivating the body, and if you practice it diligently, it will be of great benefit to you, not to mention living for a hundred years, but it is possible for you to live for more than 90 years, more than 100 years. ”

"Is there really such a mind?" Cheng Hu is overjoyed. suddenly stood up solemnly, then filled Zhen Fan's teacup and held it with both hands. Standing in front of Zhen Fan with a serious face, he said: "Since I want to receive your mental method, that is my master, and I worship you as my teacher today." But what Master commands. The apprentice will do it! As he spoke, he was about to kneel down and perform the apprenticeship of three kneels and nine bows, which looked quite solemn.

Zhen Fan hurriedly flicked his hand, and a soft force dragged Cheng Hu, and Cheng Hu couldn't put it down: "Don't do this, I helped you out of friendship, you made this set, how can I joke with you in the future?" We only make friends. Don't you do a master-apprentice line? ”

"This ...... I always feel that something is wrong! "Cheng Hu is a person who has been educated in strict etiquette, and he takes this very seriously. And when he apprenticed, he also made a big salute like this, so he took it for granted, but Zhen Fan was unwilling, so he had to touch the back of his head, looking a little helpless.

"Don't feel any uneasy, everyone has their own fate, you met me and saw my situation that night, this is your fate and mine, so what are you worried about?" Zhen Fan said, and said to Cheng Hu, "I don't have it on hand now, you go to the United States, and then call me, and I will give it to you when the time comes!" The Taoist mind, of course, is given to those who are destined. ”

When Cheng Hu saw Zhen Fan say this, he didn't force it, and the two talked for a while before leaving. Melissa watched Zhen Fan and Cheng Hu chatting, unable to understand a word, although she had begun to learn Chinese, but it was still limited to the daily words such as "hello", "thank you" and "goodbye".

"Boss, do we have any plans now? I'm your secretary, you'll have to tell me about your trip to China, and I'll make arrangements for you! Melissa's eyes flickered as she looked at Zhen Fan, doing her duty.

"Forget it, what to think of and what to do, I don't have anything to arrange, after I announced my retirement from the entertainment industry, there was a lot less harassment, which allowed me to calm down, but ...... We're going to Lingwu Mountain these days, and I'm going to see my master. Zhen Fan suddenly said.

It's been a long time since I've been to Lingwu Mountain, and it's been more than a year since I last took Emma with me. By the way, I picked some Chinese herbs in Lingwu Mountain, and then brought them to the United States, which can be used in the future, that is, the Chinese medicine research laboratory and Chinese patent medicine pharmaceutical factory that Zhen Fan has high hopes for in the future to be established with Zoe.

If you want to truly promote traditional Chinese medicine, you can't rely on Chinese herbal decoction alone, you must have your own Chinese patent medicine products, which is in line with the habits of Westerners and is also one of the most important means to promote traditional Chinese medicine.

Xinglong County, Hebei Province to the north is the south of Lingwu Mountain, Zhen Fan went up from here last time, because last time Zhen Fan used Taoist means to fly up directly, and this time Zhen Fan could not fly over with Melissa like holding Emma, so Zhen Fan still took the path of the scenic spot.

And he also bought two tickets. The ticket seller recognized Zhen Fan, and hurriedly reported to the leader to get rid of the big star's ticket, but Zhen Fan didn't want to deal with those people who drank them, so he bought the ticket directly and went in. There are not many people along the way, three or three, and most of them are driving from the suburbs to play.

"It's such a great place!" Melissa looked as she walked, curious, this was her first time in China, and what she had heard a lot about was the backward image of China. Her image of China is still stuck in the fifties and sixties. So when she first came to the capital, she was surprised to see a modern metropolis.

The trip in Beijing in the past few days has completely subverted her impression of China and the impression of Chinese. The Chinese she has come into contact with, except for Zhen Fan, are some Chinese in Chinatown, anyway, they are quite conservative people, and they have a feeling that they can't integrate with mainstream American society.

But on the streets of the capital, she saw everywhere some well-dressed people, full of confident faces, at the banquet, those people seemed very cultured, gentle conversation, polite to others, so she almost washed her mind again, and then came up with a new impression of China.

"I think...... I love it here! Melissa chatted with Zhen Fan as she walked.

"What do you mean? This place? Lingwu Mountain is a very beautiful mountain near the capital. I also like it very much, and I have a special affection for this place because my master used to live here. It is also buried here. And when I was a kid, I spent it here! Zhen Fan looked at Melissa.

Zhen Fan knew Melissa's previous impression of China, and he didn't say anything or explain anything to her, so he brought her here this time to let her see what kind of country China is. Sure enough, this one came. It completely knocked down the biased reports of the American media.

"No, I mean the whole of China, including the people here!" Melissa winked at Zhen Fan. He smiled and said, "To be honest, I did have some prejudice before, even against you. I just didn't say it. I didn't have a face on my face, I'm sorry, but I was flippantly believing those shit-like reports. ”

"Do you include me as well?" Zhen Fan also smiled.

"Of course, aren't you from here?" Melissa smiled and jumped forward, turning a corner, it was a Taoist temple, this Taoist temple Zhen Fan had seen when he was a child. There is an old Taoist who is over 100 years old and often talks with the master, and the two of them also move around a lot. But ten years ago, the old Tao was sitting, and then in response to the government's call, the Taoist temple sparked the old way, and then the ashes were enshrined in the side room.

"What kind of building is this?" Melissa looked at the Taoist temple in front of her, stopped, and beckoned Zhen Fan to come over, "This is the kind of building I see the most in China, in your capital." It's bigger than this and looks better! Melissa has a very rudimentary impression of Chinese architecture, she only looks at the shape, so she thinks that the Taoist temple is similar to the palace in the capital, because it is too rich in Chinese characteristics.

"Taoist temple, the cultivators live in it!" Zhen Fan said, leading Melissa in, but as soon as he entered, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a green sermon robe came over, followed by two young Taoist boys in green sermon robes.

The buildings in the main hall were a little dilapidated, but they were cleaned, and the Sanqing statue trembled a little and began to peel off the paint. In addition, when I came in, I saw that the outside walls were mottled, as if they had not been repaired for a long time.

"Donor, please!" The middle-aged Taoist priest took three sticks of incense to Zhen Fan and motioned for Zhen Fan to incense the statue of Sanqing.

Zhen Fan took it and respectfully put on the incense. Then he asked the middle-aged Taoist priest to give Melissa three sticks of incense, Melissa took it with a smile, and then walked to the Sanqing statue, learning from Zhen Fan, first three times, then kneeling down and bowing three times, and then closing his eyes and closing his eyes after getting up. Do a decent job.

It is rare for foreigners to come to worship Sanqing like this, and Melissa's kneeling attracted two or three tourists to watch from the sidelines, as if they were very excited. Zhen Fan took out the wallet from his body, counted it from it, took out a few hundred yuan, and put it in a merit box next to the incense burner.

Melissa saw Zhen Fan doing this, and also wanted to take out the money from her body, but after touching it, she only took out a few dollar bills from her trouser pocket, counted them, almost a hundred dollars, and then also learned from Zhen Fan and stuffed them into the merit box.

That's a dollar bill, looking at the Arabic numerals, it seems to be more than what Zhen Fan threw in. The middle-aged Taoist priest and the two little Taoist priests hurriedly bowed and recited: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" ”

"This temple has been going on for many years, it's so dilapidated, why didn't you think of repairing it?" Zhen Fan asked.

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't dare to slack off, this was a rich man, so he stepped forward and said with a sad face: "I also want to repair it, but I don't have the money." The government has not cared about it for many years, only opened a ticket office here, collected tickets, and the merit money in the Taoist temple was also shared with them, and now it is very good to be able to maintain the life of a few people, and to maintain the Taoist temple to open the door normally every day to welcome guests! The middle-aged Taoist priest looked helpless, "I have made several reports, but it is useless, no one cares about here!" It's still one of their inputs! ”

Zhen Fan frowned, he could see that this Taoist priest was not lying, judging from his face, he was a sincere person, and said, "If it can't be supported, what should I do?" ”

"I don't know, let's take one step at a time!" The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed.

"I'll invest, give you a cultivation temple, give you a fixed salary, and don't put that merit box there in the future!" Zhen Fan said and pointed to the hall.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face suddenly flushed and he was ashamed.

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