Chapter 559: Blind Daoist

"Lord Qianhu, it's getting late at this time, and there is an inn in front of you to rest, so let's rest here."

More than a dozen elite guards in brocade clothes on horseback, supporting a black and red two-horse cart, walked in the sunset.

"Well, let's rest here!"

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a young man who looked to be twenty-six or seventeen years old glanced at the post station at sunset.

It has been half a month since he left the capital, and Wang Xu, who went to Fuzhou to take office, still remembers the scene of that day vividly.

Just as he thought, in front of this five-color crystal dragon and phoenix auspicious picture, even the powerful eunuch boss like Liu Qiansui was excited for a while.

Originally, Zhang Lan was promoted one step higher, and the place where he wanted to serve was Liangzhou, serving as the envoy of Liangzhou Jinyiwei Town.

For the sake of the face of this gift, Liu Qiansui thought about it and directly transferred Zhang Lan from the bitter cold land of Liangzhou to the rich hometown of Jiangzhou.

Wang Xu also followed the chicken dog to ascend to heaven, not only from the general flag across 100 households to 1,000 households, but also arranged to the Fuzhou Health Center.

At the beginning, Wang Xu didn't know what was wrong with Fuzhou, but after inquiring, he found out that Jiang Tianchen, the Fuzhou town envoy, was sick in bed half a year ago.

Wang Xu served in Fuzhou and became one of the eight thousand households in Fuzhou, and after Jiang Tianchen returned to the west, he also had the qualifications to compete for the pacification envoy, and Liu Qiansui's arrangement for him was also well-intentioned.

"Jinyiwei handles the case, and all the vacant rooms are vacated!"

As an institution that supervises civil and military officials, Jinyiwei has a rough work style, and he will not have any scruples about treating the people.

In the middle of a burst of chickens and dogs, Wang Xu stepped down from the carriage and said: "Liao Baihu, we are here to stay overnight, not to eat white food, for each occupied guest room, each household will give a compensation of one or two silver, so that they can find a place to live." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Liao Qiang said in a low voice, took out a silver ingot from the money bag, and threw it on the ground: "Take the silver and get out, my family is kind-hearted, don't make yourself unhappy." ”

The inn is not big, there are only six rooms on the second floor, five of which are occupied, and there are not many guests.

The tenants looked at each other, looked at the silver on the ground, and after a moment of stalemate, they quickly rushed up and fought.

"My, there are three of us, and you are only two, we deserve more!"

", my lord said, give one or two per guest room, and everyone should share it equally!"

"What's the matter, uncle wants more money, do you have an opinion?"

"Who the fuck are you, uncle, if you're not convinced, practice it!"

There is no village in front of this place, no shop in the back, and those who live here are either passing hawkers or people who lick blood with knives.

For these people, a tael of silver is not a decimal, and soon two people will practice.

The sword flies and the sword dances, crackling and fighting.

Liao Qiang snorted coldly, followed Wang Xu into the inn, and as soon as he entered, a blind fortune teller sitting at the door grabbed his arm.

"Little brother, you obviously have broken silver, and it's over if you give one or two per person, why do you want them to fight?" The blind fortune teller held a white sail with a straight iron mouth and looked at Liao Qiang with eyes without pupils.

Liao Qiang is not a weak scholar, he shook the blind man's hand away, and said with a cruel smile: "Grandpa likes it, I want you to take care of it!" ”

"Hey, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!" The blind man stopped talking, shook his head and sighed and walked out.

Wang Xu turned his head slightly, glanced at Liao Qiang who came over, and said: "Now that the world is unstable, it is better to have more than one thing, and make less trouble for yourself!" ”

"My lord, just an old blind man, it's not a trouble." Liao Qiang didn't care at first, but when he saw Wang Xu's cold face, he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "What the adults taught is..."

"Just remember, I want useful people around me, and be careful of being kicked away if it's useless!"

Wang Xu had a warning in his eyes, then raised his feet and walked upstairs, and said without looking back: "Arrange the room and wine and food for the brothers, and then let the shopkeeper take care of the horses, and continue to drive tomorrow." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Liao Qiang bowed his head and touched his money bag, and said, "Shopkeeper, go and prepare wine and food, yours are indispensable... Hey! ”

Reach out and touch the money bag, empty.

The unbeliever picked up the purse, untied the rope, and shook it out, but there was nothing in it.

"What's going on?" Wang Xu was going upstairs when he heard Liao Qiang's astonishment and stood at the entrance of the building and glanced down.

"My lord, the money is gone!"

Liao Qiang took the empty money bag and said inexplicably: "It was still there just now, how can it be gone?" ”

"Gone?"

Wang Xu jumped down from the second floor, stood firmly in front of Liao Qiang, and snatched the money bag in his hand.

At first glance, there were no cuts on the money bag, but the money inside was gone.

"Charlatan!"

Wang Xu threw the money bag at his feet, and immediately thought of the blind fortune teller, and sighed: "I wanted to go safely and steadily, but I didn't expect people to be harmless and harmless, and tigers hurt people!" Hmph, chase, get that blind man back! ”

"Yes!" Liao Qiang is not stupid, and soon understood that he was calculated by a blind man.

More than a dozen brocade guards got on their horses one after another, and under the leadership of Liao Qiang, they attacked from all sides.

Wang Xu had a cold look on his face, the building was about to fall, the ghosts and ghosts had come out, and even the warlocks in the rivers and lakes were not stable.

These warlocks who have learned two or three tricks, disobey the indoctrination of the imperial court, and are abducted and deceived everywhere.

As for Liao Qiang and more than a dozen Jinyi guards, whether they can take down this person, Wang Xu is not worried.

Knowing how to spell does not mean that he is a 10,000 enemy, no matter how Liao Qiang says it, he is also a first-class master, unless the blind fortune teller is a disciple of the gate faction, otherwise he will only carry a few hands and five ghosts, and it is okay to make trouble, and he can't escape the sword and soldier when he really fights.

Similarly, if the blind man really has the means, he will not move the money and run away, just from this point can show that this person is also a parallel trade.

Half an hour later...

"Press him in!"

Wang Xu was eating, and Liao Qiang came back with the people of Jinyiwei and the blind fortune teller.

Looking at the blind man who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and begged for mercy again and again, Wang Xu spit the chicken bones on the table and said, "How did you catch it?" ”

"This guy stole the money and ran, and he ran quite fast, and we were all five miles away when we caught up with him, but fortunately the surrounding terrain was open and there were no woods, otherwise he would have run away. It was nothing when I was arrested, and this warlock still wanted to quibble, and I beat him honestly after three or two punches. Liao Qiang put the stolen broken silver on the seat and told the story before and after.

Wang Xu put down the roast chicken in his hand, wiped his fingers with a hand towel, and said with a smile: "Blind, you are really bold, if you learn two magic techniques, you can run rampant, what else do you want this Daning Dynasty to do?" ”

"My lord spares his life, the blind man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so you can spare me." The blind fortune teller kowtowed again and again, how could he still sit at the door, the mystery of the fairy wind and bones.

Wang Xu smiled noncommittally, pointed to the chair opposite, and motioned for the blind man to sit down.

When the blind man sat down tremblingly, he poured a glass of wine and asked, "What do you know?" ”

"I can carry it, and I can draw talismans." The blind fortune teller knows everything, for fear that he will be cut down if he is not good.

Wang Xu heard that the blind man could only do these two things, and his brows furrowed slightly: "This is too little, right?" ”

"This..."

The blind man hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "My lord, there are already a lot, the real masters are in the temples and Taoist temples, there are not many people who have the ability in the rivers and lakes, and they are already very powerful in both hands." ”

"Hehe, you're not modest!"

Wang Xu has never been in contact with the Jianghu Warlocks, and he doesn't know that most of the Jianghu Warlocks are swaggering liars, and occasionally one or two capable people are usually Shenlong who sees the head but does not see the end.

A blind man who can do two-tricks can already be called a half-immortal in the countryside.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that it is difficult to seek the Tao and it is difficult to go to the sky.

Cultivation is not about practicing martial arts, but about a legal relationship, without this fate, a capable Taoist priest will not accept disciples at all.

There is no such thing as a martial arts hall, which is opened in one place, and everyone flocks to sign up.

If there is, then it is not the end of the Dharma era when the immortals are hidden and the gods and Buddhas dissolve, but the period of the Dao Dharma manifestation.

"Blind man, where did you learn your Dao from?" Wang Xu has been in the Liaozhai world for so long, and he has seen a lot of martial artists, but it is the first time that a cultivator has seen him.

The blind man hesitated, and only after a long time did he speak: "I was originally playing erhu for people in a restaurant, and one night I rode home on a donkey and spent the night in a broken Taoist temple. In my dream, I dreamed that an old Taoist priest was giving a lecture, and I went to listen to it in a daze, but as soon as I listened to the handling technique and the evil charm, I was woken up by my dead donkey that day, ashamed, really ashamed..."

Entering the Tao in a dream, what a Dharma fate this is, it was actually destroyed by a donkey, and the blind man felt remorse when he thought of this.

Wang Xu was also very happy, at first he was still laughing at the blind man for not being blessed, but after laughing, he felt that something was wrong, the focus here was not the blind man and the donkey, but the Taoist temple that taught the Fa.

"Blind, where is that Taoist temple?" Thinking of the Taoist temple of teaching the Fa, Wang Xu also came to the spirit.

The bitterness on the blind man's face was even stronger, and he sighed: "No, the more I thought about it after I left, the more wrong it became, but when I looked back, there was a bare piece of the mountain, how could there be a Taoist temple that could spend the night!" After inquiring with people nearby, there was originally a Taoist temple on the mountain, but a fire was lit a few decades ago, and the fire burned clean, and even the broken eaves were removed by the nearby villagers and taken home to build a house. ”

"Really?" Wang Xu was a little unconvinced, and then after thinking about it, he had to believe that if the blind man had a complete inheritance, he would not be caught by a few brocade guards.

Those who cultivate the Tao use the false to cultivate the truth, which is against the sky, and the Tao is not lightly transmitted, and it may not mean that the Tao is jealous of the heavens and difficult to pass on.

Is it really a coincidence that a blind man fell into a dream to learn the Tao, but was licked by his own donkey, rather than a drink and a peck.

The Taoist temple that suffered a few decades ago wanted to recreate the inheritance by the hands of the blind man, and God used the mouth of the donkey to destroy the opportunity, who would dare to say that it was not the destiny of heaven.