Chapter 8 Fortune Reverses Fortune
Fang Baicao just prepared a cup of the most vulgar tea, which was the coarse tea that could be seen everywhere in the teahouses in the downtown area, and the futon that invited Qi Xuantong to sit was just the barnyard grass ball that no one cared about before.
The gentleman was very wary of this self-proclaimed half-immortal Taoist priest, and kept an eye on his movements almost all the time.
Facing this old acquaintance who had the same way as himself, Mr.'s expression was unexpectedly flat and unpleasant.
"I said Lao Fang, since you have also broken into this cause and effect, why don't you tell me about what you calculated?" Qi Xuantong rubbed his hands, then raised his glass and drank it, and then his face showed a bitter face, and he looked like he was about to gag.
"Hey, this tea isn't very interesting." He squinted at the remaining drop of tea at the bottom of the cup.
"Whether tea is interesting or not, it depends on the person who drinks it. What, want to change the tea? The gentleman raised his glass and drank in his mouth, and the wind was light.
"Hehe, interesting, interesting, this tea is suddenly interesting. However, I don't know much about you tea drinkers, so why don't you come and see my dice? How much is the press? He took three dice from his bosom and casually touched a wooden cup from the table to cover it.
"Hmph, you are a fortune teller, how did you start a gambling business? You and I are both Taoists who have cultivated to pressure the body, what does this mean? "The gentleman made tea again.
"Hey, I got this dice from a gambler, more than 100 years of high-quality wood, there has already been a spirit, our divine channel method will be limited to a certain extent, not to mention, isn't there still you? If I cast a spell, you can also pinch it. Why, don't want to try? ”
Fang Baicao pinched the trick and took out a wrap of tea leaves with a rich aroma from the pavilion, and the original teapot was no longer used, and instead called out a brand-new jade pot carved with dragon patterns, he poured the tea, and said: "Okay, then I might as well make a bet with you, I'll press it big." ”
"Hahaha, old fang, old fang, have courage! But since we're going to gamble, why don't we add a little more? Wager! Qi Xuantong suddenly laughed strangely, and a gust of wind behind him pressed the realm, and the books of the children in the academy suddenly rose.
"Since it's a bet between you and me, don't get involved with others anymore, you say it." He exhaled, and the wind outside was instantly calmed down, and the textbooks that had been blown by the children returned to their original places one by one, startling the apprentices all to make a noise.
"Good! That being the case, I have said that the winner can make the loser do one thing for himself, of course, without violating the virtue of heaven. ”
"But, let's open it."
Lin Jiangbei followed Xiao Lianzi to the dungeon, and soon saw the bloody Yang Sinian hanging from the wall with iron locks in the dim room, and the stone table next to him was stained with blood-colored torture instruments.
Wang Huai was still interrogating him with his subordinates, trying to find out why, but Yang never said a word from beginning to end in the four years, and he didn't eat soft and hard, which caused Wang Huai to have a headache and wanted to solve him with a knife.
"Wang Huai! What a guts! How dare you abuse lynching! Lin Jiangbie's eyes suddenly turned red, the pores on his body were tight, and the hair on the top of his head was especially threatening to rush to the crown.
Wang Huai was startled, hurriedly got up, and looked at Lin Jiangbei and the guards behind him in dismay, "Lin ······ Hey, Young Master Lin, why are you here, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and pour tea for Young Master Lin! He knelt down and curled up.
"Get out! Wang Huai, let me tell you, you are now beating my junior brother, the disciple of Mr. who sits down! As soon as these words came out, Wang Huai's originally trembling body instantly stopped, and his eyes began to roll to the bone.
"Sir, it's sir, disciple ······"
Lin Jiangbei ordered the guards to unlock Yang Siren, and placed him in Lin Jiangbie's white coat, the blood immediately dyed the clothes red, and there was a faint fishy smell coming.
"Four years, you, you, Wang Huai! I'm telling you, if anything goes wrong with him, you don't want to live! Lin Jiang didn't get angry, and hurriedly instructed the girl to invite the most famous doctor in the county.
"Four years, four years, hold on, don't sleep, your sister is still waiting for you, don't sleep!" His voice was already a little hoarse, with a crying tone, calling for the guards around him who had medical experience to give him a preliminary treatment.
Yang Si Si only felt that his body was cold to the bone, and the only thing that kept him breathing was Lin Jiangbei who told him that his sister was still waiting for him.
Three days later.
During this time, Wang Huai's matter of messing with Mr. Shang was known by the imperial court, and his county order was revoked overnight, and he was succeeded by his capable man. As for Zuo Moshu, he fled back to Gyeonggi on the day of the incident, and Wang Huai was just a scapegoat in the end.
The little waist was quite unlucky, and when his master learned about it, he grabbed the noodle restaurant with his ears and grabbed it, and it is said that he was beaten up. Fortunately, Lin Jiangbei visited in time and persuaded the noodle restaurant master, which saved him from the extra pain of flesh and skin.
Doctor Lu recovered from the tension and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the rescue is timely, if it is one step later, I am afraid that even if the medical immortal comes, he will not be able to return to the sky." ”
Fang Baicao paid his salary and asked, "Then how long will it take for him to recover?" ”
"Old Fang, you can't count as half-stepping into the Holy Capital, how can I know that a doctor who has just entered the Dao? To tell the truth, according to my experience, he has good roots, and he has been tempered and transformed in this experience, and he has the potential to be reborn. If you are lucky, you can resume walking in half a month at most. ”
"If you're unlucky?"
"If you're unlucky, I'm afraid you'll be ······ in this life But don't worry, the apprentice you just received, no matter what, I will hang his anger, although it can't be cured, at least not to die. ”
Fang Baicao's eyes suddenly showed a hint of comfort, this was probably Yang's fourth year's life, but it was just this luck······ Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly, and instead set his eyes on Yang Sisi.
He caressed the apprentice's forehead and covered him with a quilt, which was the only quilt in Yang's fourth year's house, sewn and mended, which was incompatible with this huge mansion.
"The opportunity of the Great Dao has always been reserved for you teenagers. Ebetsu. Mr. suddenly mentioned Lin Jiangbei on the side.
After three days of recuperation with the pill given by his husband, his leg has already recovered, and now he can barely walk on crutches in the warm room in winter, but he still needs Yang Yaqin's support.
"The disciple is here." Because of the inconvenience of holding on to the cane, the gentleman excused him from saluting.
Fang Baicao glanced at the two disciples, one of his legs and feet fell ill because of his own illness, and the other was sick in bed because he couldn't rescue him in time. The eyes suddenly became a little more transparent, as if they were about to shed tears if they had any more force. But he didn't, and soon recovered from his grief.
"You sit down, sit on the edge of four years. For the teacher, pass on your breath, how much you understand, depending on your creation. ”
Lin Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then sat on the edge of Yang Sinian's bed under the girl's support.
The girl retreated far outside the door, waiting for news from the back room.
Mr. began to pinch, and the air around him suddenly became as clear as promised, and Lin Jiangbei only felt refreshed, due to the momentum of breaking the mirror.
But he soon realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "Master! It's not, no, it's your luck! I can't help it! ”
"Silence, have you forgotten what you were taught in the school, if you have the heart, you can also help your junior brother and help him get through the difficulties." The gentleman's tone was extremely calm, as if all this was just a trivial matter smaller than breathing.
But Lin Jiangbei knew that for a half-stepped monk like the master, this great road luck was the key to breaking the mirror in the future, and the luck was handed over to others, which meant that this Confucian immortal would no longer have the possibility of realm promotion in the future.
However, he has reached the point of semi-stepping into the sainthood, and he only needs to cultivate further, and within a thousand or a hundred years, he will be able to enter the immortal with one foot with the master's understanding, and achieve the name of a true Confucian immortal.
"Master! The disciple deserves it! Lin Jiangbei couldn't stop crying from the corners of his eyes, what a pity that the master's creation opportunity would be given to these two disciples from now on.
Lin Jiangbei shook his head in tears, but the law decision had been launched, and unless the master stopped, he was helpless. So his heart moved, since the master was willing to gamble everything for his apprentice, then he was also willing to exchange for a lifetime of clarity for the master.
Qi Xuantong, who was setting up a stall in the downtown area, pinched his fingers, and suddenly his middle finger was bleeding, and his heart throbbed.
"Lao Fang, Lao Fang, you actually used this as a disciple to enter the Dao······ From now on, in this world, there will be one less Confucian immortal who has entered the fairyland. ”
Suddenly, he saw a young man, who was not dressed luxuriously, but there was a sense of grandeur in his eyebrows. Qi Xuan's general secret technique opened the eyes of the Yin and Yang Dao, and when he got a glimpse of the mystery, he suddenly revealed a subtle smile.
"Baby, come on, come here." Qi Xuantong stretched out his hand to greet him, "Yes, it's you, come here." ”
"Huh? Aren't you that charlatan Qi dog? What are you calling me for? The little waist did not shy away from clasping his nose, and then flicked a black whirring ball, and he didn't know where to shoot.
Qi Xuantong listened to Xiao Yuanzi's call of "Qi Dog Egg", and was dumbfounded, but fortunately, he held back the anger in his heart and forcibly pressed it down.
"Little one, where did you hear that name? Don't call me that in the future, if you want to call me, just call me Lord Qi! ”
"Lord Qi? But you're not big at all, my master said, I eat and drink well, follow him to learn the kung fu of rubbing noodles, and you will grow taller in the future, and you will definitely be taller than you. When the time comes, you'll have to call me a waist master. The little waist drooped his head, and swept the sloppy Taoist up and down, and his small mouth suddenly pouted.
Qi Xuantong had a toothache for a while, thinking that this little bastard looked honest, but his mouth was unexpectedly owed, which was really shocking.
"Little guy, I pinched my fingers just now, you call Xiao Yuanzi, right?"
Xiao Xiaozi was stunned, and then his pupils shook and his eyes widened: "How do you know?" ”
"Hey, what do you look at on my flag? Half Immortal! I only need to pinch my fingers to count your business, and I know it all! What do you think? Awesome, right? Qi Xuantong was complacent, his nose slightly cocked.
Xiao Waist was quite surprised, and asked, "You really know everything?" ”
"Of course, why don't you ask me any question and I can tell you the answer. But if I'm right, you'll have to take me to meet your master. What do you think? ”
"Hmm, well, well, then I want to know, where is the master's money jar hidden? I can't find it, I can't buy sugar gourds, I'm not happy. He put on an aggrieved face, his small hands behind his back, and his head bowed.
Qi Xuantong gritted his teeth and couldn't help smacking his lips, "Little guy, I'm a half-immortal!" You let me tell you where your master's money is hidden? Then I might as well just count where your master is. "It's overkill.
"You just say if you can count it, if you can't, you can't, it's a big deal, I'll go to Brother Lin, he must know." Xiao Xianzi looked like he was leaving, but Qi Xuantong suddenly grabbed his arm and blocked the way.
"Wait, I didn't say I can't. I'll tell you, the money jar is under the kitchen stove on the first floor of your noodle shop, and count the third plank behind you. Okay, take me to your master. ”
"Don't, unless you buy me a sugar gourd."
Qi Xuantong was dumbfounded, this was really a loss-making business, if he didn't have to follow the laws of the mortal world, he wouldn't have to nag with this little doll, he could calculate the direction by pinching his fingers. It's just that if you want to calculate a few things now, you have to lose some Taoism, and the gains outweigh the losses.