Chapter Twenty-Three: A Visit to Sanweitang
There are more than a dozen craftsmen in the drunken immortal building who are inspecting or repairing the consequences left by the old man after stomping his feet the day before, but fortunately, the old man only showed his might and did not have the heart to break it.
A fragrant cedar tree more than six zhang high is located in the southwest of the backyard, under the tree stone table stone pier can talk about the vertical and horizontal sixteen, and can take the cold to taste tea, it is really a leisure place, only to see the old man in the middle of the ears slightly smiled and said: "We just talked about them and came." ”
After the three children came to the front to greet everyone, the fat man held the tea bowl and said with a smile: "Ah Da, have you eaten, the master has already cooked a few of your favorite spiced hooves for you, and put them in the stove room." ”
Hearing this, Ah Da hurriedly said, "Master, we just ate it at Aunt Nian's place just now." ”
Momome Meimu pouted and said sourly: "The master has already cooked a few of your favorite spiced hooves for you, and put them in the stove room." Old brother, you are really partial, and you forgot about San'er as soon as you accepted the apprentice. ”
The fat man laughed loudly when he heard this, pointed at the young man and said, "Since you said that the old brother is biased, then we can enjoy the cherry wine alone." ”
The young man blinked, stepped forward and took the teapot to help the fat man pour it and smiled: "Just kidding, hehe, joking, don't take it seriously, brother." ”
While everyone was talking, the guy in the building came over with a tray, and Xiao Er stepped forward to take over several bowls of delicious and exquisite cherry wine and distribute it to everyone.
San'er took it and wanted to eat, but after looking up at the three people seated, he kept playing back and forth with a spoon.
Seeing this, the old man looked at the fat man and smiled: "San'er, there is no such red tape here, just eat." "Anyway, pick up the spoon and eat first.
Seeing this, San'er couldn't wait to eat.
From time to time, everyone ate all the food in the bowl, and the old man sighed with emotion: "When this food is eaten, who can say that this ability to cook vegetables is a side skill." ”
When the fat man heard the old man's praise, he smiled proudly: "I have two arts, one is to inherit the power of the iron sword, and the other is to teach Xiao Er the ability of the pot stove." If you have an heir in this life, you will be at ease. ”
The old man snorted, nodded and didn't say anything more, raised his head and said to the three small words: "You go with the old man." ”
Xiaoer asked, "Where are we going?"
The old man looked at the young man and said with a smile: "Go to Sanwei Hall, first, to meet your master and nephew in that sect, and second, to ask for some money." ”
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The group of four people came to the main entrance of the Jingshi Sanwei Hall for a short time, and the old man stopped and stood in front of the shop opposite to look into the hall.
After a while, the old man nodded with a chuckle and called Sanxiao to go around to the back door, and saw the person in charge take out a round sign that looked like wood and stone from his bosom and handed it to the hall master.
When the steward saw the kind old man with white hair, he said, "Old man, please wait here, and the younger generation will report it." After that, let the four of them sit in the gatehouse and trot to the inner house with the tokens.
From time to time, only to hear the sound of footsteps, the teenagers raised their eyes to see that the first thin person was about fifty years old, wearing a large-sleeved red robe with a happy face, walking quickly, and dozens of people followed behind him.
The man in the red robe walked up to the old man, lifted the robe skirt and knelt on the ground with a "plop", and said loudly: "Disciple of Danzong, Wu Tiandong led the people of Sanwei Hall in Yong'an City to meet the master and uncle. The rest of the people behind him knelt down in unison.
Seeing this, Yao Lao's brows instantly furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "What is it to do this formation, and get everyone to pick up the old decay, is there still someone in the front hall to take care of it?"
Wu Tiandong looked up when he heard this, and saw the old man's displeasure on his face, and hurriedly said: "Back to the senior uncle, the front hall asks the doctor, and the medicine guys are all on duty, how dare the disciples forget the rules of the sect, there will be someone in the front hall at any time, and the patient must not be delayed, and please rest assured." ”
After hearing this, Yao Lao's face softened a little and said: "Get up, many matters in the medicine hall must not be delayed, let's go quickly." ”
Wu Tiandong got up and waved his hand gently, and everyone was busy in an instant, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, please come to the inner hall." With that, he hurriedly guided forward.
The old man who entered the inner hall sat in the center, and the person in the red robe and the three children also sat separately.
The old man drank tea and asked, "How many days is the old donkey doing?"
Wu Tiandong said: "Fortunately, the disciples on the mountain also knew the preferences of the donkeys in the past, and I have personally fed them these days, and I have never neglected them in the slightest." ”
The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Hey, you are also the master of this hall now, just let the disciples under you do the work of serving the donkey, why bother." ”
Wu Tiandong pondered and said: "Uncle Shizu, the disciple has been assigned by the master to take care of the Sanwei Hall here over the years, but in my heart, I have always missed the days when I ran to the mountains with you every day to collect medicine and comb and bathe the donkeys. ”
Yao Lao shook his head and smiled: "You kid is more than fifty years old, just say something directly, are you still beating around the bush in front of the old man?"
Wu Tiandong was a little embarrassed and chuckled: "You still know the disciple best, you know that the disciple is dedicated to studying medical skills, and it is not my wish to take care of the affairs of the sect, and please explain to the master when you return to the sect, so that I can return to the sect and study medical skills with all the senior brothers." ”
Hearing this, Yao Lao flicked his sleeves lightly, stood up and paced back and forth in the room, twisting his beard and said, "Medicine slave, you take Sanxiao to the treasure house for a spin." ”
As soon as the words fell, a cloud of green smoke suddenly appeared in the room, and a covered man appeared from it: "Obey the orders of the Supreme Elder. ”
Sanxiao was stunned for a moment, and the peach blossom eyes tightly pulled Xiao Er's sleeves.
The medicine slave turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Sanxiao, and stepped out of the door.
Xiao Er looked at Yao Lao, and when he saw him nodding, he grabbed Peach Blossom Meimu's neck and followed.
After a while, Yao Lao confirmed that there was no one, but he didn't know if he was sure, so he heard in his ears, and said: "
"Do you know why the old man picked you up and brought you back to the sect?"
"Why did you give it the name: Winter?"
"Why did you teach you so many medical skills?
"Why did you ask your master to send you to the Three Flavors Hall to preside over the matter?"
asked a series of questions, which made Wu Sanzhen, a world-famous saint in medicine, blush, ashamed.
"The Biluan Bamboo Sea in the Inner Sect Medicine Mountain has been closed for more than 20 years, and now I can tell you that he has already been dismissed, but the sect needs him to be alive, and Shenzhou needs him to be alive even more. Therefore, he only said to the outside world that he was enlightened by the Dao, but for many years, the various sects and forces had doubts, and although they were afraid, they had been observing and monitoring them openly and secretly. ”
"And I've been in ascetic China for many years, and finally found someone like him, but you..."
Wu Tiandong's heart was full of horror.
For a long time, the middle-aged man who had been pinned on by Yao Lao adjusted his mind, stood up, straightened his clothes, and slowly knelt down, and bowed firmly to Yao Lao's slightly worried eyes.