Chapter 281: Keeping a Promise
The last time he came to Hufu Immortal Pavilion, Huzi was only fourteen years old. At that time, he was greedy for money and ability, and at the invitation of Zhang Daxian, he went to see a doctor in the prefect's ya, and the matter was traced back to the source, it was the ya's own iniquity that annoyed the seventeenth grandmother of the lord of the fairy pavilion, and it ended up in such a disaster.
At that time, Huzi was not deeply involved in the world, and in order to solve this stubble for others, he was also greedy for that bit of silver, and fell down the matter of the seventeenth grandmother, so that he could exchange for Yang Qi and save the life of the light man.
After so many years, Huzi can't say that he has forgotten this matter, but he has not been thinking about it all the time. Now that he has come to Hufu Immortal Pavilion again, after all, he was summoned by the seventeenth grandmother to ask Huzi to come to end this period of cause and effect.
When he came to Hufu Immortal Pavilion again, Huzi inevitably felt that time was fleeting. This fairy pavilion was still the same as the last time he came, but the gatehouse didn't seem to be as tall as he had remembered. If you think about it, it's not that this one has become shorter, but that you have grown taller.
It was still Hu Chuanwen leading the way, following the stairs hanging on the outside of the building, up the stairs to the fourth floor. This time, I didn't need to wait for the report, and I went straight to the inner room. It's not the room we met last time, according to Hu Chuanwen, the last time Huzi saw Grandma Seventeen was in her old man's bedroom. This time it's a matter of discussion, and it can't be so casual.
It's a tea room, a place to entertain guests, not big. A table, two small stools, on the table are placed cups and tea ceremony six gentlemen. Huzi didn't know this kind of elegant thing, so he could only watch the seventeen grandmothers at the table fiddle.
"Grandma, I brought Mr. Peng here." Hu Chuanwen said a blessing and said softly.
Grandma Seventeen put down the tea set and looked up. Huzi hurriedly bowed down: "Peng Hu, a disciple of the outer sect of Taoism, has seen the seventeenth grandmother of Daxian. β
"You don't have to be formal." Grandma Seventeen didn't see the charming appearance she had before, her face was not powdered, and her face was facing the sky, "Chuanwen, you go down first, I have something to say to Mr. Xiao Peng." Mr. Peng, please take a seat. β
Hu Chuanwen walked out of the house backwards, and closed the door with his hand. Huzi cautiously sat opposite Grandma Seventeen, half of her ass on the stool. This is a courtesy, but also a caution, this posture is tiring to sit, but it is the most convenient to get up.
Seeing Huzi's cautious appearance, Grandma Seventeen chuckled lightly and said, "Mr. Xiao Peng, they are all righteous path cultivators, I am still afraid of your master, and I won't eat you alive, why are you so restrained?" Sit well, and there are no outsiders, so you don't have to care about those courtesies. β
Hu Zixin said listen to the meaning of your words, I seem to be quite close to you? You are an old goblin who has been practicing Taoism for more than 700 years, who dares not to be a little more careful? He thought so in his heart, but said something else: "Grandma Xie Seventeen." The younger generation really doesn't dare to take the name of 'Mr. Xiao Peng' in front of you, so you can call me Huzi. β
"Then I'll do whatever it takes." Grandma Seventeen pushed a cup of tea in front of Huzi, "Come, drink tea." β
I still remember that at the beginning, Huzi refused to drink tea and eat snacks, thinking whether the things in this house would be like the legends of Zhiwei, all of which were changed by water, pus, blood, mud and stones. Now that I think about it, I was still naΓ―ve, and people have no grievances with you, so why bother to use some tricks to harm you.
Huzi generously took the tea bowl and drank it all. The warm tea water is under the stomach, and the fragrance comes out of the mouth, straight to the Tianling cover, which is refreshing, and the mood is also calmer. Huzi couldn't help but exclaim: "Good tea." β
Grandma Seventeen covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "I don't dare to give you tea anymore, even if I give it, just quench your thirst with some bitter foam." This is tea, not wine, taste it slowly to know the taste, like you drink it all in one gulp, before you taste it, all into the stomach, the cow chews the peony, and spoils the good things in vain. β
Huzi also felt a little embarrassed when Grandma Seventeen said this. He put down the tea bowl and laughed dryly with Grandma Seventeen.
"You've grown so big in a flash," Grandma Seventeen stared at Huzi, "I think I was a cute child with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, but now I have elongated my body and become a handsome offspring." That Yueyue and you can be regarded as talented and beautiful, I don't know if the two of you are doing well? β
Huzi didn't understand why Grandma Seventeen was gossiping with her, so she was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Everything is fine, I'm worried about Grandma Seventeen." β
Grandma Seventeen nodded and said, "Yueyue is a good girl, a rare good girl, don't let her down." β
"Boy...... Remember the teachings of Grandma Seventeen, and you will not disappoint Yueyue. Huzi stood up and saluted again.
"Alas~ If you have something to say, sit down, you are a born person, I am a goblin, I don't have to stick to those red tape." Grandma Seventeen waved her hand and motioned for Huzi to sit down, "I won't go around the bend with you, I have something to say, I have something I need you to do for me." That's what you promised. β
This is naturally what Huzi promised at the beginning. Thinking about it now, Huzi actually regretted it a little, he was young and ignorant at the time, and he casually responded to this matter. Think about it carefully, the eldest son of An Zhifu, he is not the son of their Peng family, thirty taels of silver, he owes this great immortal a favor, and it is really not worth it to make a promise.
As soon as the word is spoken, the horse is difficult to chase. Things have come to this point, and regret is useless. This is a great immortal family in front of him, and what he promised is not so simple to shirk. Those who made a wish to the immortal family but did not return it ended very miserably, which is a lesson from the past.
"This matter, the kid never dares to forget." Huzi nodded, "It's just Grandma Seventeen, do you remember that it was also conditional to do things for you at that time?" β
Grandma Seventeen's eyes widened slightly, and when she looked at Huzi for a long time, she suddenly laughed when she saw that Huzi was a little hairy. laughed for a while, and then softened his voice: "Don't worry, I promise a junior that I won't be in debt." I remember that I asked you to do this thing, 'It must not violate morality and justice, and it must not be detrimental to the ghost family.'" You said that, but like that? β
Huzi scratched his nose twice, and laughed dryly: "Grandma Seventeen has a really good memory, you didn't remind me that I forgot what I said." β
At that time, Huzi was too reckless to make this decision, but he was not stupid, and he still left himself a little way out and proposed such a limit.
After all, it was the seventeenth grandmother, not to mention that it was in Changtu Mansion, even in the entire Kanto, it was also a great immortal family that could be called. What she couldn't do or was unwilling to do on her own, she entrusted to a human monk with less mana than her, and it was unknown how many dangerous twists and turns there were. So when Huzi brought this forward, he was also a little uneasy.
"In that case, if Grandma Seventeen has any orders, please tell me." Huzi snorted twice, "But if I can, I will definitely do it for you." β
"Don't worry," Grandma Seventeen took Huzi's hand, "What is waiting for you is not a knife mountain and a sea of fire boiling oil pot, this matter is not easy to say, it is easy to say...... It can be difficult for others. But you're different, I'm going to send you a creation. β
"Send a creation?" Huzi frowned slightly, "Please also ask Grandma Seventeen to explain." β
Grandma Seventeen nodded: "On the first day of the first month of March, I want you to go to Sun Mountain to pick up something." β
The monk of Huzi Zhanger was confused, so he asked, "Grandma Seventeen, are you joking with me?" Your immortal pavilion is already located in the deep mountains and old forests of Sun Mountain, and you are a great immortal sitting on the ground in Changtu Mansion, and you dare not say it in other places, you must know everything about Sun Mountain. If there is something you want to get in the Sun Mountain, it should be like looking at the bag and looking at the pattern in the palm of your hand. β
"If it's that simple, why should I abolish such a favor?" Seventeen grandmothers held Huzi's hand and scratched the back of his hand with her fingertips, "Haven't you thought that this Sun Mountain is not a famous mountain, let alone a place where spiritual energy gathers, why should I put Hufu Immortal Pavilion in such a place?" Why should he be the sitting immortal of Changtu Mansion? β
As soon as Grandma Seventeen said this, Huzi's heart was awe-struck. That's right, he was too preconceived, he thought that Grandma Seventeen was born and raised in Changtu Mansion, and it was common to establish a fairy pavilion here. But during the Mid-Autumn Festival Immortal Meeting that year, Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Hu did call Grandma Seventeen "sisters". Huzi didn't think much about it at the time, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels that it doesn't taste right. If that "sister" is not a title in name, but that the seventeenth grandmother and these two immortals, what is the relationship between the teacher and the blood?
Grandma Seventeen is probably not the immortal family of Changtu Mansion, because of what reason she took root in Changtu Mansion.
Huzi felt a pain in his hand, and hurriedly took his thoughts back, but saw Grandma Seventeen's fox claws, leaving three shallow marks on the back of his hand. A layer of oily skin has just been broken, and even blood has not come out. After scratching this claw, when it was withdrawn, it changed into a human hand.
"Seventeen grandmothers, you ...... What does that mean? Huzi raised his hand and asked.
Seventeen grandmothers took a sip of tea and sighed: "This trip is dangerous, I will leave you a mark." If it is extremely critical, you can use this to summon a wisp of divine thought from me to save my life once. β
Huzi was shocked: "Let Grandma Seventeen say that you are dangerous, and I will say, I'm afraid there is no return, right?" β
"Not yet," Grandma Seventeen said with a smile, "Your skills are not as good as your master, but they are not much worse, and a talented person like you must be able to be safe." Presumably, the spirit of your ghost ancestor in the sky will also bless you. β
Huzi sighed, and said, "I won't ask what to get first, it's just that Grandma Seventeen has a lot of capable people under her hands, why do I have to do it?" At your command, many people are willing to go to the soup for you. β
Grandma Seventeen nodded: "That's right, it's not my Hu family's disciples, and there are many people who are willing to have a relationship with me." But what's the use? None of them are ghosts. β
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