Liu Qingyun said: "Go, you must go, so that the Zhongzhou army will have strategists." ”

Gongsun Jian smiled, "Uncle Lin, you have to work my feet." ”

Lin Qiufeng nodded, "No problem, but you have to endure the pain, urging the veins to unblock is tantamount to scraping meat with a knife." ”

"I can bear it!"

Several generals were amused when they saw Gongsun Jian's anxious appearance, and they even felt a little more sorry for that Zhao Goutong in their hearts.

Only Yu Youjun was silent, he held the wine glass, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he ...... Very kind.

In the remaining days, Gongsun Jian learned that he was going to Dongzhou Ji to go to school, and he was very active in cooperating with Lin Qiufeng's treatment of him.

The meridians on Gongsun Jian's arm were broken a lot, and the blood congestion in the arm blocked the vein gap.

Lin Qiufeng used his own internal force to infuse Gongsun Jian's arms and calves every day, and Gongsun Jian also fought for strength, enduring the huge pain caused by dredging the veins, and the wounds on his feet and the bruises on his arms were getting better day by day at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gongsun Jian, who had been lying on the chair for seven days, finally got off the ground today, and the trip to Dongzhou was much faster.

Since the Qingyang Mountain Taoist Temple has settled in the Star Chasing Tower, all the provinces of the Great Zhou have set up Taoist temples, all of which are inextricably linked to Qingyang Mountain.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, it is the peak time of incense in various Taoist temples, whether it is the ordinary people or the rich families, every household goes to burn incense and pray, praying that the new year will be smooth and the country will be safe.

This Taoist temple in Zhongzhou is built on the outskirts of the city, there are no mountains and rivers, only continuous housing buildings, Gongsun Jian and Song Ling'er walked on the muddy path, the surrounding people were endless, and the road that was not wide was crowded with people at this time.

Ahead is a Taoist temple called Taishangguan.

At the invitation of Song Ling'er, when Gongsun Jian was recovering from a serious illness, he came to Taishang to watch and burn incense with her.

Gongsun Jian still stumbled a little when he walked, but it was much better than lying on a chair and not being able to get off the ground, he saw that there had been no words between the two, and he took the lead in speaking: "Recently, there have been some undercurrents surging in the Song Mansion, do you know what is going on?" ”

Song Ling'er bowed slightly, "I know something, it seems that the last time I was in the bazaar, the carriage went out of control for no reason, and all the guests and guests of the entire Song Mansion were dispatched, and the guards of the home were also guarding the Song Mansion for twelve hours a day." ”

"That means the last incident may have been man-made?"

Song Ling'er nodded, because of this incident, a young groom who got along with her day and night also died, which made her very sad.

Gongsun Jian also pondered, in the process of the rise of a big family, it must be false to say that it has never offended anyone, there must be some hidden thieves who are coveting the Song Mansion, he said: "Do you need my help, transfer some people from the army to protect the safety of the Song Mansion." ”

"No need, now that grandpa has full authority to deal with this matter, the Song Mansion has become an impregnable bunker, and even this time I went to the Taoist temple with you, there were many people secretly following."

Gongsun Jian sneered: "If you are with me, they still dare to do anything unseemly, then they will even offend the General's Mansion together." ”

Song Ling'er was noncommittal, with Gongsun Jian's status in the General's Mansion, he could completely help the Song Mansion find out the group of people in the dark, but Grandpa didn't let people go to the General's Mansion to ask for his life, so naturally he had his reasons, besides, the Song Mansion has been precipitated for so many years, and the background is not something that a villain who does not dare to show his head and will only hide his head and tail can contend with.

Gongsun Jian secretly remembered in his heart, no matter what happened to the Song Mansion, he had to take care of Song Ling'er first, after all, the Song Mansion was just a family with strong financial resources, not a powerful person, what master Keqing could be?

The two finally broke out of the encirclement in the crowd and came to the Taishang Subjective Center.

After this subjectivity, the voices were silenced for a while, and even the children who had been chattering when they were going up the mountain together did not dare to speak out under the angry eyes of adults.

Gongsun Jian has never burned incense and worshiped the gods, he has always believed that it is better to ask for others than to ask for himself, the gods and Buddhas in the sky are busy, how can you have time to care about the rights and wrongs of the world, if it is really useful to burn incense and worship the gods, then the poor people will directly beg grandpa to tell grandma that pie will fall in the sky, and he will not be hungry in Guangling Road.

Although he disdained to burn incense and worship God, looking at Song Ling'er's pious appearance, he didn't want to show any bad face, and followed everyone to pray quietly and sincerely.

Song Ling'er seemed to be very familiar with the chief of affairs here, who was wearing a washed white robe, and after beckoning to Song Ling'er, he turned his head and walked out.

After Song Ling'er finished burning the incense, she pulled Gongsun Jian and walked to the backyard, saying as she walked: "I often come here, and I have also met the chief in charge, the food in their backyard is very fragrant, take you to taste it, ordinary people can't eat too good food." ”

Gongsun Jian smiled again and again, and secretly slandered himself in his heart, can he not be familiar, in the eyes of Taishangguan, Song Ling'er is a great Bodhisattva.

Just now, he saw Song Ling'er throw a hundred taels of silver tickets into the merit box, one hundred taels of silver, what delicacies from the mountains and seas can't be eaten, come to eat their Taoist temple's fasting rice.

The two crossed the corridor and came to a courtyard, the architectural style is very retro and simple, there are three or two children sitting in front of the door to study, after seeing Song Ling'er coming, they all gathered around, "sister, sister" shouted, so unkind.

Gongsun Jian carefully looked at this unique backyard, since he was literate, in addition to some poems, books and scriptures, he also likes to read some books about the three religions, among which Confucianism in his opinion is rigid and tight, Buddhism is a little restrained in his eyes, his favorite is Taoism, pay attention to a carefree, read the heart, the heart is smooth, and he also likes the Taoist fairy system very much, will be used as bedtime reading or even toilet reading.

From the subjective point of view of the backyard, this Taishangguan pays attention to a pattern of opening outside and closing inside, in this backyard you can go with the natural feeling of ventilation, which is the benefit of gathering the outside world and enriching the inside, as for what to gather, Gongsun Jian is unknown.

"This pilgrim, I see that you have doubts in your eyes, but there is something in your heart."

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a bag appeared in front of Gongsun Jian, and asked with a warm smile: "There are doubts in the eyes of the pilgrims, it should be guessing the identity of the poor road, the poor road is called Chengxin, which is from Qingyang Mountain, and prays for the pilgrims of the local Taoist temple." ”

Gongsun Jian smashed his lips, "Then what are you still doing here?" Don't go out to receive? ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, "It's okay to go out to receive others later, now I'm a little interested in you." ”

"I'm not interested in you."

Gongsun Jian rolled his eyes and turned to leave, but the middle-aged Taoist priest's hands were like pliers, and he grabbed his arm, and the arm that had just healed was hit hard, and Gongsun Jian suddenly rose in pain.

Gongsun Jian punched with his backhand with all his might, and the Taoist priest didn't know what he was afraid of, so he suddenly let go of his hand, and took Gongsun Jian's full punch, his body was still standing firmly in place, and he said with an apologetic face: "This pilgrim can't help it, Poor Dao doesn't know that you are injured, so let you punch it as an apology." ”

Gongsun Jian was also upright, he knew that the Taoist priest in front of him was probably also a practitioner, so he threw a punch with all his strength, he was very confident in his fist, not to mention the human body, even if it was a wall, he could make a groove, but this Taoist priest didn't move, and there was no expression on his face, his punch was like hitting cotton, in the Taoist priest's breezy eyes, as if this punch was a joke between children.

"What do you mean, I'm just accompanying others to worship God, just say it if you have something to say, I don't have time to talk to you."

The middle-aged Taoist priest Shi Li said: "Can I calculate a hexagram for the donor, don't worry, it won't be delayed for long." ”

Gongsun Jian is not that kind of evil person, as the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, although this Taoist priest is a little rude, but now he really has a bit of a high temperament.

He nodded, "Okay, then let's calculate it, I said okay, it's not what I want to count, whether it's accurate or not, I won't give the silver." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest laughed, "Rich and noble people still care about this bit of silver." ”

With that, he opened his bag, took out many large and small utensils such as array plates, stick holders, and turtle shells, and finally even took out a small wooden table half a person high from his foot-long baggage.

Gongsun Jian was really stunned this time, he looked left and right at the small bag, and his face was unbelievable.

"I can't help it, you just touch it."

The middle-aged Taoist priest said, swinging the utensils.

Gongsun Jian carefully touched the small bag, not feeling the substance of the fabric, and even some of the flexibility of the fur.

"What is this?"

"The rare object that the master gave me, Sanli Yuan, is the so-called three lives and all things are ninety-nine to one, that's the reason, I don't know how many things can be contained in it, I only know that I can put my eleven-year-old little apprentice in it, but then he was in a coma for several days, and I was scolded by the master for a long time."

"Is it Wang Zhike, Wang Zhangjiao?"

"Do you know the master?"

"Wang Lao Immortal is famous and no one knows, it's just that I know him, but he doesn't know me."

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head helplessly and continued to pick up the things on the table.

Gongsun Jian smiled stupidly, and was a little more confused about the identity of the Taoist priest in front of him, so that Wang Lao Immortal could give gifts, presumably this Taoist priest's skills are not small.

"When are we going to start?"

"I'll have to wait for the hour to put the array in the right place, and if you're bored, you can draw lots."

Gongsun Jian glanced back at Song Ling'er, she was playing happily with a few children, and the head of the road on the side was also laughing happily, he was bored, shaking the bamboo tube.

A bamboo stick fell from the bamboo tube, and Gongsun Jian picked it up, "Open the world to make a good fate, and everything is complete on an auspicious day." If you are happy to get this sign, the old man will be red under the moon. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest said softly without raising his head: "This sign is a good fate, and the donor will meet his own destined person in the near future." ”

Gongsun Jian smiled, "I've met it a long time ago." ”

After that, he shook the bamboo stick again, "When the opponent looks cheap, when the black and white board is undecided, everyone knows that they know the victory or defeat, and they must teach their own good time." ”

The middle-aged Taoist raised his head, with a pitiful look in his eyes, and he said softly: "There are two solutions to this sign, they are brothers and relatives, how do you solve them?" ”

Gongsun Jian smiled, "I've been lonely since I was a child, how can I have any relatives, let me know my brothers and friends." ”

"Friends can become enemies, and enemies can become friends, huh...... No, you say you don't have relatives? ”

Gongsun Jian was thinking about what kind of hostility would become friends, and when he heard the Taoist question, he replied: "No, not since I can remember." ”

"This sign shows that you will have relatives who will leave in the near future."

Gongsun Jian suddenly frowned, "Understood." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest spread his hands and waited for the following, this kind of person who has been lonely since childhood is a lonely soul, if he helps these people find their relatives, it can be regarded as a merit.

Gongsun Jianmei said a little: "These are all fake, don't be gullible, even if I still have relatives, it is estimated that they all don't know where to go in the war, how can they come to Beijiang Road, and it is still recently." ”