Hua Yi stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of his head, shaking his head, with a deep smile on his face: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

Either way.

Anyway, he can't hit this Jinling City, so why tell his friends to worry about him?

"Yes, I understand, if you don't say it, you won't say it, while the heavy rain hasn't fallen yet, you can leave quickly if you want to."

The Zhizhen Taoist said this, but he couldn't help but secretly slander: How can you be more powerful than the abbot in my temple?

He thought of Hua Yi's evaluation of Shiliang, and decided that after the rain stopped, he would recommend it to Xu Jidao, who was the governor in office.

Just let Shiliang go to the governor's officers and soldiers to experience the experience, and one day he will be crowned a marquis and pay homage to the general, and he can also remember the kindness of the Xu family, which will become a great help to the Xu family.

At this time, Hua Yi, who was about to cross the threshold, stopped suddenly.

"Brother Xu, don't overdo it."

Hearing this, the Zhizhen Daoist was shocked in his heart, knowing that he was fascinated, he patted his forehead lightly, stood up and arched his hand at Hua Yi, who was nodding him.

"Brother Hua walks slowly."

"Well, there's no hurry, it won't rain until the early hours of tomorrow morning anyway."

Not long after Hua Yi walked with his front foot, Shiliang came back with his back foot.

Zhizhen Daoist stared at Shiliang's still slightly immature little face for a moment, and after a few hesitations, he still decided to do what Hua Yi said.

"The Tao is natural, laissez-faire."

"Isn't the abbot going to have dinner at this time, and he still needs to study a Taoist method first?"

Seliang's big eyes were filled with great doubts.

The Zhizhen Daoist suddenly felt that Shiliang was not as clever as he imagined, and he was still disappointed.

"The stars are the most beautiful before the rain, put the table outside, and we eat while blowing the night breeze, which is no worse than eating that cold drink."

At the mention of the word ice drink, both Zhizhen Dao and Shiliang swallowed slightly.

The incense in Hanshan Temple is just decent, and all the profits are subsidized by the Zhizhen Taoist people to orphans who lack food and clothing nearby, or directly used to adopt orphans like Shiliang.

If it weren't for the second lady of Zhangjiazhuang who donated money to pray for her nephew's safety, and specially sent someone to bring ice drinks, the people who knew the truth would be reluctant to spend half a tael of silver to eat a bowl of ice drinks.

Thinking of this, the Zhizhen Taoist said to Shiliang: "Last time you went down the mountain and said that you met the third lady of the Ning family, and asked you to pick wild fruits near the temple, I remember correctly, right?" ”

"The abbot said that I should concentrate on cultivation, but I listened to the abbot's words and refused, Miss Ning San also returned to the city with her mother, and the abbot asked Miss Ning San for something?"

Alas, it's a pity.

Playing with the third lady of the Ning family, maybe when he goes to Zhangjiazhuang to pick up the playful little Taoist priest and go home, he can still have a good meal, and the ice drink is refreshing.

Right now...... There is no fate.

"When I didn't say, move the table."

……

Hua Yi walked alone through the courtyard where the Zhizhen Taoist was, and walked on the stone steps like a leisurely stroll.

The little Taoist priests who passed by nodded their heads one after another, and when they saw Hua Yi's gray beard and hair, dancing with the pace of walking, they always had the feeling of seeing a master outside the world and a Taoist immortal.

"It is worthy of Master Hua, at such an old age, he dares to walk these three thousand steps alone."

"Where are the three thousand steps, one comes and one goes six thousand, you see that people walk without breathing, as if they are floating on the stone steps."

"I really want to become a disciple of Master Hua, learn this light skill, and when I get old, I won't be afraid of falling when I walk with my eyes closed."

The envious and yearning voices of a few little Taoist priests just fell.

Plop.

Hua Yi sat down on the stone steps with his butt, and he gasped in pain.

The little Taoist priests who were still walking steadily as if they were floating on the ground just now quickly turned back after looking at each other.

"Master Hua, it's cold on the ground, let's help you up."

"Not necessarily."

Hua Yi felt that he should have just been kicked by a stone that did not have long eyes, although his buttocks hurt, but he did not hurt his muscles and bones, waved his hand to signal the little Taoist priests to busy themselves, and stood up with one hand.

Look down.

Sure enough, there was a broken stone the size of a fingernail on the stone steps, and the upper level of the steps he was stepping on was knocked out by something.

A little Taoist priest also saw where the gap was, and hurriedly explained: "Master, this is yesterday when the second lady Ning sent someone to deliver ice drinks, and the worker carrying the ice accidentally slipped and hit the basket on it. ”

"I see, I still have an extra bowl of that ice drink."

I didn't expect cause and effect to be here.

Hua Yi stared at the gap with a faint gaze, and then looked up at the starry but dull sky, and he turned around without hesitation.

The little Taoist priests were stunned.

Master Hua, what does this mean?

Kick it off and stop going?

"Children, remember, when encountering living creatures blocking the way, remember to go back, this is called listening to the heavens to persuade you to eat enough."

Although the stone is a stubborn stone that will not be destroyed for thousands of years, it is a more important level of creature for him who observes the stars all year round.

He has light skills, although he is old, but his physical strength is comparable to that of his prime, this small stone can make him stumble, which can only show that the sky will keep him.

The little Taoist priests listened to Master Hua's chatter, even if they stayed in Hanshan Temple, they also felt that this was just an excuse for Master Hua's feet to hurt and it was inconvenient to go down the mountain.

Someone went to tell the abbot, and someone went to prepare Master Hua's dinner tonight.

Only Hua Yi turned his head to look at the pebble again, his face became serious, and he stretched out his fingers to calculate the good luck and evil who came down the mountain at this time.

Daji.

So what about staying?

When the results were presented, Hua Yi was stunned.

A bad omen?

"That's interesting."

Does God want him to be lucky or a murderer?

Why don't you go down the mountain?

"Master Hua, the abbot heard that you are going to stay, and he has asked the kitchen to make your favorite mushrooms."

"Freshly picked? Wait for me, go right over. ”

Hua Yi stretched out his foot and kicked the pebble into the grass next to him, beware of passers-by from tripping again, and walked back with brisk steps.

……

In the early hours of the morning, when the sky was about to dawn, a large group of dark clouds swept in from the northwest with the momentum of covering the top.

In less than a stick of incense, a rainstorm quietly came.

Fortunately, the rainstorm only lasted half an hour before turning into a light breeze and drizzle.

The farmers who were guarding the paddy fields that were about to be harvested and worried that the fields would be soaked by the torrential rain put on their coats and baskets on their backs to harvest the ripe ears of rice when the rainstorm was interlude.

Fortunately, most of the rice ears can wait for two more days to be harvested, and at dawn, only a few people are left in the rice field.

When the rain increased again, the harvest was basically completed.

Ning Wuxian heard about the harvest, and came to the field on purpose, and when he saw that the drainage in the ditch was about to overflow, his whole heart couldn't help but hang.

"Those old crops don't mean that this year is a bumper harvest year, and they can harvest half a stone of grain, this rain is so fierce, if it rains for two more days, I'm afraid there will be no way to get down in this field."

Not only is Ning Wuxian worried about the problem of rain.

Even the stewards of the village and the farmers in the nearby villages were worried about this problem.

Although it is raining now, even if some of the dry rice will sprout, it is better than waiting for two days to soak in the rain and germinate completely.

But if the rain comes and goes quickly, it will stop in the afternoon, and the sun will not affect the harvest for two more days.

"Mr. Ning, you read a lot and are well-informed, you can help us get an idea."

Now Ning Wuxian has become the pillar of support for everyone in the nearby village.

Ning Wuxian suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

He can do it if he recites poetry or makes a small invention, and it will rain on this day, and the mother will get married, not that he can make a decision.

Ning Wuxian frowned and did not respond, but Shen Youchu had an idea and hurriedly brought Ji Jin.