Chapter 220 Eight Ghosts Fortune 2

"Hasn't the Daoist Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain come yet?" The old lady of the Zhang family stood under the sun and asked anxiously.

The grandfather of the Zhang family is already sixty-nine, which is an age in Daming that is a joy and mourning even if he dies today. Therefore, the old man has no idea about business, and now he needs how to live longer.

Now the Zhang family is already in a situation of cooking oil with flowers, and he is reluctant to close his eyes like this.

Every year, he would embezzle 10,000 taels of silver from the business and send it over, waiting for the urn of fine wine that Longhu Mountain sent to him. Every time he drank the perfect wine, he felt as if his energy and body had been reborn. However, over time, the effect becomes more and more attenuated. Therefore, he is like an addicted person, and he feels more and more that he can't do without.

"Father, you don't have to wait here, why don't you go back to the house first, let Meihua serve you some tea, and have your son here."

According to the rules, when the Dao Master of Longhu Mountain came, the old and young members of the Zhang family needed to wait at the second gate. The eldest son was fine, but the second son yawned, wiping tears from his eyes while standing there and twisting.

The angry old lady Zhang poked the ground a few times with a cane.

"Be self-righteous, if you can't stand it, go back to the house and lie down, don't stand here and be embarrassed!"

"Really? Father? ”

Zhang Zizheng couldn't even hear what his father said. The Jiangnan thin horse that he gave to the prince of Fuwang last night, I don't know why he asked the prince to return it directly. It's a frightening thing to put on anyone, but he doesn't care. He didn't tell anyone in the family, and directly pulled Jiangnan Slender Horse back to his house. Don't say you don't want to, I don't want to send it yet.

Therefore, he could bear this restraint there, and he was eager to hurry back to his yard.

His fat daughter-in-law directly pinched herself. He can't beat this daughter-in-law in terms of physique and background, so he can only avoid it while screaming pain.

"What are you doing, I accompanied the adults of Shandong Yanzheng last night to say that things were talked about for a long time, naturally I was a little sleepy, it is rare for my father to feel distressed, you are a woman, don't always do it."

"Alas......" Mrs. Zhang still doesn't know her second son, and it is estimated that she has been in the Qinglou all night.

But there is no way, I have these two sons. Under the eyes of the old man, he would rather believe in the second son who is not successful, and he is not far from the eldest son with a smile on his face.

What's even more terrifying is that the eldest son is now adjusting the standing posture of his great-grandson, who is less than three years old, trying to make his eldest grandson stand straighter. Although he still had a smile on his face, even a three-year-old child did not dare to cry.

Xu Yi let himself drive the ox cart to the door of Zhang's house, and the two groups of people left at the door rushed in instantly, and a group of people greeted them. At this time, the traces of the long-term life of the rich and noble made Xu Yirang even more immortal and outstanding.

"Immortal Chief, my master has already greeted you two hours ago at the Second Gate according to what Master Longhushan said."

"Immortal Chief, why don't I help you hurry up with the ox cart."

"The immortal chief has worked hard all the way."

Xu Yirangang looked carefully at an ancient ginkgo tree next to the gate, as if the people around him were like ants.

didn't get a word of response for a long time, which made many people feel the immortal posture of Longhu Mountain Daoist even more.

The main door opened, and a group of people walked out.

Xu Yirang still looked at the ginkgo tree.

The old lady of the Zhang family walked out, and he was still staring at the ginkgo tree.

It wasn't until a gust of wind blew that he seemed to wake up from his slumber. He stepped forward and touched the trunk of the ginkgo tree, and there were three more white ginkgo fruits in his hand.

Then he turned around and saluted with one palm.

"I haven't seen it for fourteen years, and the ancients are more beautiful than in the past, but I still remember this little white apricot."

The information that the moving Jinyiwei can collect is not something that ordinary yamen can grasp, a few white apricots, a plausible word, and the old lady of the Zhang family fell into it in an instant.

Others don't know, but he himself knows that a small family like him can establish a relationship with Longhu Mountain because he saved a Taoist leader fourteen years ago.

The old lady of the Zhang family pushed away the maid who was holding him, threw away the crutches, as if he was more than ten years younger all of a sudden, and walked directly in front of Xu Yirang, ready to take the white apricot from his single palm, and just after taking one, Xu Yirang clenched his palm into a fist and collected the remaining two in his fist.

"When something happens, five years." Xu Yirang said softly, and then looked at every face of the Zhang family one by one.

While looking at it, he shook his head until he saw the fourth generation of the Zhang family who was still in infancy, and put the remaining two pieces, one left and one right, in the child's baggage.

"The Zhang family thinks you are rich, but this son is precious."

The old lady of the Zhang family only put a heart back into her stomach at this time.

"Dao Chief, today with the good day of the little old man, I will never forget the grace of my ancestors, it just so happens that today is the day when the Zhang family ancestral hall reopens the plaque, and I hope that the Taoist can watch the ceremony."

"The ancestor of the Zhang family also has a little relationship with Longhu Mountain, and he leads the way."

"Good, good!" The old lady of the Zhang family didn't expect the Taoist chief to be so good at talking this year, so he hurriedly arranged for his subordinates to prepare for the plaque hanging ceremony.

"Old lady, the time is not right, and I still need to wait for half a day." It seems that this plaque hanging ceremony is mainly handled by him, and he has reaped a lot of benefits from it. In his eyes, he naturally felt that Xu Yirang was also a threat.

"The Taoist master of Longhu is here, what time is good, Hutu!"

"My heart is at peace, and I am blessed by heaven. It's rare for you to have such an understanding. Far better than ordinary mortals. Go to Hugh, go Hugh. ”

Walked to the door of the Zhang family ancestral hall, and sure enough, it was a heavy eaves, a red gate, and extremely luxurious. What is even more amazing is that the two boys and girls at the door opened their mouths with fire, which was lifelike.

Which helper was ridiculed by Xu Yirang just now, and he was a little unconvinced. When he came here, he showed off like a gamble:

"Everyone, please see, these two wax figures made of real people are also unique in the world."

Xu Yirang took a closer look, and it turned out to be a wax man made of real people. Just now he felt a little soft-hearted when he saw the little baby in the swaddling clothes, but at this moment, the ancestral hall he saw was covered with a layer of red mist.

As soon as the red silk fell, he said directly:

"I'm still responsible for the Daomen, and I won't stay here for long, so I'll say goodbye, and if there's a chance, I'll see you next year."

"However, every year the Dao Master of Longhu Mountain has to drink a glass of thin wine, isn't it?" The white apricots in the hands of the old lady of the Zhang family were about to sweat, and she was still not satisfied, so she kept it.

"Why don't you leave a fairy well behind when you drink?"

Xu Yirang walked directly to the well outside the ancestral hall of the Zhang family, took out his gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a sip, and then pressed it on the back of the gourd, and then poured the potion in the gourd directly into the well.

"Originally, I was just thinking that people who drank alcohol were sick, but now I found out that the family really needs to be neat." He fell and muttered.

"Within three years, the effect of this water will not dissipate, and the old lady can invite relatives and friends."

"This, this ......" The old lady of the Zhang family is about to go crazy, what is this well water, this is the guarantee of the Zhang family's glory for ten years.

"Say goodbye." Xu Yirang still rarely harms people, and he doesn't want to stay longer, so he turns around and leaves.

Seeing that he couldn't keep it, he waved his hand until the ox cart was out of sight, and Mrs. Zhang rushed back in a hurry. When he returned, he saw more than a dozen people fetching water around the well.

"...... Get lost...... Roll ......"

The old man rushed straight over like a madman, picked up his crutches and scattered the people. Then he carefully scooped a scoop out of the wooden barrel with a water ladle and took a sip of it himself.

It's so sweet, it's really a fairy well.

"From today on, whoever wants to talk about this well water, the old man will directly beat him to death. From the middle, from the middle, let our craftsmen first make an iron grate to seal the wellhead. ”

After saying that, he laughed. Then he carefully scooped up a scoop of water, and handed it to the eldest son in the envious eyes of everyone.

"Come, come, one person, one mouthful, you taste the taste of the fairy well first."