Yu Shiguang's family lives near the south gate, an old house with good rules, and there is only one old mother in the family.

Yu Shiguang is indeed a filial son, and as soon as he pushed the door in, he shouted: "Mother! I have invited an immortal chief for you to see a doctor." ”

"Ahem, ahem!"

There was a coughing sound in the room, and an elderly lady sat on the bed, slightly propping up the window and looking out.

"Son, you're back from the show?"

"Come in and tell Wei Niang what the third game of the fairy legend is like, whether the gods have driven away the locust plague, and whether the drought in Lingzhou has been solved?"

The older the old man gets, the more he believes in the gods, and he prefers to listen to these stories about the gods going down to the earth to punish evil and promote good, not to mention that such stories are still true, and they happened not long ago.

Not to mention, the older I get, the more I enjoy the time with my children, and I simply listen to Yu Shiguang sitting next to her every day and tell her the stories in the playbook and the wonderful scenes on the stage.

Although she couldn't see it in person, just listening to her son made her more happy than seeing it with her own eyes.

However, the old man immediately found out that more than one person came into the courtyard: "Why are there still guests here today?"

Yu Shiguang rushed into the house with the box, sat in front of the bed, covered the quilt for his mother, and draped a coat over her body.

"The old woman has seen the little Taoist!"

The Taoist nodded and smiled.

After the old woman finished speaking, she complained about her son: "Son, you are troublesome to others, and you can't cure your mother's illness, and your patience will pass." ”

"This time is different, today is a real immortal, a living immortal-like character. ”

"I promise to be cured, and you don't have to suffer from pain and can't sleep at night. ”

"You!" The old woman didn't believe that this young Taoist who was a little too young had such a powerful ability, but he couldn't resist Yu Shiguang's filial piety.

Yu Shiguang immediately invited the Taoist inside: "Immortal Chief, can you see if it can be cured?"

Kong Chenzi smiled slightly: "It's not a problem, it's just that the old man is weak and frail, plus he is old and sick in bed, so ordinary doctors feel that this disease has no way to start, and it can only be alleviated, not cured." ”

Yu Shiguang nodded again and again: "That's right, that's right, other doctors also said the same." ”

"Poor Dao used to refine a furnace of living and death pills, which is more than enough to cure this disease, there should be a few grains left, waiting for Poor Dao to find it. The Taoist said it lightly, which made Yu Shiguang and the old woman on the bed overjoyed.

It's just that when the Taoist took out this elixir from his sleeve, he startled them even more.

"Son, isn't it that I'm dazzled, this pill is actually shining?" the old man sitting on the bed clung to his son's shirt.

"This?" Yu Shiguang looked at the elixir in this jade bottle, exuding a faint glow, and was also shocked.

Yu Shiguang looked at the Taoist: "Immortal Chief, I'm afraid this is the legendary elixir, right?"

Although Yu Shiguang said that he was willing to give everything he had, he knew at this moment that even if he searched all over this Yanding Mansion, few people could afford or have seen such a miracle medicine.

The Taoist shook his head and smiled: "The world does not sell thousands of gold, but only gives it to those who are destined." ”

"Needless to say, let's quickly serve the old man!"

Yu Shiguang was moved to tears, and he didn't say anything more, took the living death pill, poured out the water, and helped his mother to use it.

It didn't take long to see that aura and blood qi spread out with the elixir and spread throughout the body.

The sound of coughing gradually subsided, and the ruddy color gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes, which were originally blurry, became brighter.

All kinds of stubborn diseases on his body for many years healed in an instant.

"Alright!

"No more coughing, no more chest pain!"

As soon as the old man was excited, his legs suddenly moved with him.

"Mother, your legs!" Yu Shiguang looked at the legs under the quilt in surprise.

The old man also found something, and tried to get out of bed with the help of his son, and found that he could really walk, and jumped twice.

A simple smile appeared on his face: "Oh, this is really a god?"

"It's really amazing. ”

The old man looked at the Taoist and stepped forward excitedly: "Living Immortal! You are really a Living Immortal!"

Yu Shiguang also knelt down with him: "Such a great kindness, Yu Shiguang really doesn't know how to repay it, but the immortal is told, even if he goes up the sword mountain and goes down to the sea of fire, Yu Shiguang will definitely do it." ”

Kong Chenzi shook his head and laughed: "You don't have to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire. ”

After looking around the room, he waved his hand and saw the bamboo slips in the suitcase fly out and fall into his palm: "Just this bamboo slip!"

Yu Shiguang sighed at the high wind and bright festival of the immortals: "This is given to me by the teacher, it is said that it is an ancient simple slip handed down from the former school palace, but it is just an ordinary bamboo slip, how can it be worthy of the elixir." ”

The Taoist replied: "In the eyes of the poor Dao, this thing is better than ten million pills. ”

Yu Shiguang only regarded himself as an immortal, and he was even more grateful.

The Taoist took the bamboo slip, shook off the dust, turned around and strode across the door to leave: "If you really thank me, write that play as soon as possible!"

The immortal walked out of the door, and at this time, Yu Shiguang suddenly remembered something, and rushed out with a pat on the head.

"It's rude and rude, Fang Cai is anxious in his heart, and he doesn't even know the name of the immortal, where does it come from?"

The person has long been gone, and only the voice remains: "Gongzhou Yuntianguan." ”

"Empty dust!"

Yu Shiguang looked at the script of the drama that he was carrying in his arms and was copied in the plum garden today.

On it, there is also the name and story of the Empty Dust Daojun.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, this fairy walked out of the script and appeared in front of him.

Yu Shiguang was even more shocked, feeling that everything today was like a big dream: "It was the face of the Empty Dust Daojun." ”

Yu Shiguang turned around and shouted excitedly to his mother: "Mother, it turns out that this is the one who took the locust god in Lingzhou, and the immortal who saved the entire Lingzhou as I told you before!"

The two bowed and bowed to the door, and only stopped sighing after three consecutive times.

"Wei Niang has already seen it, it's not that the gods have such a miracle medicine, it's just that I heard others say, didn't the gods go back to heaven again?"

"This must be knowing that your piety has touched the immortals, so the immortals have specially descended to the mortal world and sent medicine to you. ”

The old woman laughed.

Yu Shiguang even remembered the scene at the gate of the city before, and he was like that, and the gods did not blame him.

Only a moral true immortal like the Empty Dust Dao Jun can return like this!

"The true immortal didn't know it in person, but instead regarded the true immortal as a fake Taoist, and my Yu Shiguang turned out to be a person with eyes and no beads!"

At this moment, I think that it should be like this, those Taoist scriptures were handed down by the gods, opened the wisdom of mortals, and eliminated disasters and solved problems.

And how could the immortals recite the Taoist scriptures that were passed down to mortals.

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The young Taoist held the bamboo slip behind him with one hand, and put the dust on his shoulder with the other, and walked leisurely through the city.

I was happy in my heart, and after the bamboo slips were lit, I was a protector god with me.

The sunset is slanting, and the bluestone street is slabs.

Facing is a sedan chair carried by four people, the person carrying the sedan chair seems to be a person in the rivers and lakes, but the dress is a little strange, not like the present dynasty, quite similar to the ancient style of the previous dynasty.

In the sedan chair was a woman in a white dress and red clothes, boldly showing her appearance and looking at the pedestrians on the road.

On both sides of the sedan chair stood two identical girls, and the lady in the sedan chair smiled and said, "Miss! Look at the Taoist priest." ”

The woman Luo Fan hid her face and smiled, her eyes showed a smile, and she nodded at Gao Xian.

Gao Xian only regarded it as ordinary, and his heart was only on the bamboo slip protector, and he smiled back.

But I don't know that all this is exactly the same as a scene in Jiangzhou a hundred years ago, a re-reflection of the woman's heart in the sedan chair.

It's just that now the sunset is still the same, but things have long been different.

Passing by, drifting away.

The woman who covered her face with a fan slowly put down the fan embroidered with Qingluan, revealing a face that seemed to be a celestial person, so beautiful that there was no incense.

A look of surprise appeared on the beautiful face, and then turned into loneliness: "Sure enough, he has long forgotten." ”

"Hehe~"

"All mortal beings, we are just passers-by on his path to immortality. ”

It's just that when she said this, the woman's hand was tightly gripping the handle of the fan, and her heart was extremely uncalm.

In the end, all kinds of bitterness welled up in my heart, and it only turned into a singing voice full of coldness.

"Earthly mayflies!

The long drama floated through the streets and into the distance.

Walking on the road, the leisurely Taoist suddenly frowned.

When I looked back, I found that the sedan chair and the person had long disappeared into the crowd on the street.

The sedan chair stopped under the empty Dengxian Temple.

The woman in the sedan chair took a look and lowered the curtain: "You two stay! Do as I say!"

"Yes, God!" the twin girls immediately stopped and fell to their knees.

"Don't look at it!"

"Go back to the capital!"

The sedan chair was like a red light sweeping through the alley, and it disappeared in an instant.