Minghui almost ran to the front yard, master, she was about to see master.

The eldest lady was sick, but fortunately, Wang Zhenren was an outsider, and Master Ming had also had a relationship with her in Yunmeng Mountain, so Master Ming received her in person.

As early as when he was in Yunmeng Mountain, Master Ming asked Old Lady Lin, who was cultivating with Old Lady Ming, about the origin of this Wang Zhenren.

Wang Zhenren's name is Wang Miaoqing, is the only daughter of a merchant, after the death of her parents, Wang Miaoqing is an orphan girl, who does not understand business, and is calculated by the clansmen, within a few years, most of the Wanguan family wealth has gone, in desperation, Wang Miaoqing is a monk in Yunmengguan, and worships Yunmengguan Xiao Zhenren as a teacher.

At that time, there was no incense in the Yunmeng Temple, and there was only one poor old Taoist aunt in the dilapidated small Taoist temple, after Wang Miaoqing came, he gave up his only remaining family wealth and rebuilt the Yunmeng Temple, after Xiao Zhenren's immortal death, Wang Miaoqing inherited the mantle and became the master of the Yunmeng Temple, and it has been ten years so far.

Yunmengguan is famous far and wide, but Wang Zhenren never goes down the mountain to exorcise ghosts.

Yunmengguan is most famous for its Yunmeng cake.

The people in Weihui's area, every New Year's holiday, if there is no Yunmeng cake in the festival, it is like something is missing.

Wang Miaoqing is about thirty years old, with delicate facial features, a Taoist robe, and a whisk in her hand, but her expression is too indifferent, and her eyes are too alienated, which makes it difficult to associate her with Yunmeng cake.

Master Ming and Wang Zhenren exchanged a few words, and then they didn't know what to say, this Wang Zhenren was really not a person who could chat.

Fortunately, Minghui came quickly, and when the little girl saw Wang Zhenren, tears burst out uncontrollably: "Master......"

Twenty years later, she finally met her master again.

Wang Zhenren frowned, and said unhappily: "What are you crying about, what about your rules?" ”

Minghui sniffed, wiped a handful of tears, saluted the master in a proper manner, saluted Master Ming, and then asked the maid to bring the futon, with no late and not too late, solemnly kowtowed to Wang Zhenren, Wang Zhenren said "um", and said coldly: "Get up." ”

It was not too late to help Minghui get up, and the three masters and servants stood to the side with their hands tied.

Master Ming felt that the air around him seemed to be condensed, no, it was frozen.

Master Ming said with a smile: "The real person taught the housemate very well, and the real person has worked hard over the years." ”

Wang Zhenren didn't even give him a corner of his eyes, and Master Ming smiled and said: "Wang Zhenren came over this time, and he will stay in the house for a few more days, so that the housemate will be closer to you." ”

Wang Zhenren did not refuse, which made Master Ming breathe a sigh of relief, at this time, it reflected the importance of the housewife in the family, he was a man, he really didn't know how to deal with Kun Dao, and it seemed that it was not appropriate to say anything.

In the evening, a vegetarian banquet was set up in the house to catch Wang Zhenren, and since the eldest lady was sick, the old man Ming asked people to go to Shuijing Hutong and invite the second wife to come and accompany the guests.

The second wife Zeng has no children under her knees, and even the concubine has only given birth to a daughter, in order to ask for a son, the second wife has worshiped Guanyin first and then Zhenwu over the years, but everything that can be worshipped, the second wife has worshipped.

Therefore, Master Ming felt that the second wife should be able to talk to Wang Zhenren.

is still in filial piety, the second wife only brought her eldest daughter Mingjing to come over, Mingjing is one year older than Minghui, and she is thirteen years old this year.

The second wife is very talkative, but unfortunately Wang Zhenren does not talk much, but the second wife thinks that this is the style of the world's masters, I heard that Wang Zhenren will stay in Baoding Mansion for a few days, and the second wife is overflowing with joy.

Ming Jing complained in her heart, look at it, in two days, my mother will definitely come to Zaoshu Hutong again, and maybe she will find a way to persuade Wang Zhenren to move to Shuijing Hutong.

Forget it, let's see what it is, as long as my mother doesn't let Wang Zhenren open an altar in Shuijing Hutong.

After the banquet, the second wife took Ming Jing to visit the eldest wife, the eldest lady's complexion was very bad, the second wife comforted a few words, and then took Ming Jing to leave.

When the eldest lady heard that Hui's master would stay in the house, she felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

Minghui was very happy.

Back in the guest room, she hugged Wang Zhenren's arm and refused to let go, Wang Zhenren said: "If you don't have any luck, you know how to cry." But she didn't pull her arm out, and let Minghui be coquettish with her.

Cui Niangzi on the side said with a smile: "The girl has grown so big, she hasn't been separated from you for so long, more than 20 days, almost a month." ”

Wang Zhenren snorted and said, "I don't know how easy it is these days when she is away. ”

Cui Niangzi smiled: "Ouch, you are indeed easy these days, but after receiving the girl's letter, you still can't wait to go down the mountain." ”

"Mouthy." Wang Zhenren glared at Cui Niangzi and pulled Minghui to sit down by the kang.

Since Minghui remembers, Cui Niangzi has been in the Taoist temple, although Cui Niangzi also wears Taoist robes, but she is not a monk, Cui Niangzi and her husband Wang Haiquan are the sons of the former Wang family, and they also have a pair of twins Wang Ping and Wang An.

It's just that Wang Haiquan usually doesn't live in Yunmengguan, but he will take his two sons up the mountain during the New Year's holidays.

Minghui remembered the past, looked at Wang Zhenren and Cui Niangzi in front of her, and was reluctant to look away.

Cui Niangzi turned to the next and said, "You two come and tell me what are the good places to go in this Baoding Mansion." ”

With that, Cui Niangzi retreated with no delay or delay.

There were only two masters and apprentices in the room, Wang Zhenren finally pulled out the arm that was held by Minghui, and said, "You said in the letter, what is the dream you had?" ”

Minghui knew that when the master saw her letter, he would definitely rush over.

"I had a very strange and terrible dream, I dreamed that I returned to Yunmeng Mountain with no later than late, but Yunmengguan fire, everyone was buried in the fire, only I survived, but I was also disfigured, I was treated as a monster, as a ghost, I would be chased and beaten wherever I went, and then I saw the notice to arrest Wei Qian, I was very curious, I wanted to go over and take a look, but I was shot to death by Feiyuwei with a bow and crossbow, master, it really hurt when I died, it hurt so much, it hurt so much......"

When Minghui said this, she couldn't hold back any longer, her tears rolled down like broken pearls, she didn't tell her master, all this was not a dream, but her painful personal experience.

Although Minghui has been hidden for the middle twenty years, it sounds more like a dream, but Wang Zhenren's calm and waveless eyes still faintly reveal water, and she said impatiently: "It's just a dream, it's also worth crying?" Unpromising! Don't cry anymore, crying makes me upset. ”

Minghui sobbed and grabbed Wang Zhenren's sleeve: "Master, don't go, don't go back, okay?" I'm so scared, will you stay with me? ”

Wang Zhenren shook off her hand and looked disgusted: "Wipe your nose clean before you speak...... Did you dream of Wei Qian? ”