Three days later, the lively Bai Xiaoyi finally got his wish and followed his cheap master to visit the richest man in the dynasty who had only heard of it in rumors, Shen Wansan Shen Daren. This is the best news that the scoundrel boy has heard since he woke up from his coma.

The match between him and Ao Cangfeng three days ago ended in a tie between the two sides. After two days and two nights of sleep, this lucky scoundrel boy woke up like no one else. But after waking up, Bai Xiaoyi couldn't recall what happened that day, and Xi Yingzhen and Ao Cangfeng also avoided talking about Bai Xiaoyi's sudden use of the Earth Immortal Sword.

During this period, a rainstorm washed away the heat accumulated for more than a month. After the rain and the sky cleared, there was a refreshing earthy fragrance wafting in Yingtianfu. The droplets of water dripping from the leaves from time to time will also bring a different kind of coolness to passers-by.

Walking on the familiar street, Bai Xiaoyi jumped up and down like a monkey again, watching others come and make a fuss like crazy, and the green-shirted Taoist who walked behind just smiled helplessly. Today's Xi Yingzhen has a new view of this apprentice. The sudden use of the Earth Immortal Sword that day shocked this old Taoist priest with the cultivation of the Seven-Rank Heavenly Phenomena Realm. It was only after that that he really realized that this apprentice who was shoehorned into him by Mr. Wu did not seem to be so mediocre on the surface, and there must be secrets in him that he couldn't even see.

Half an hour later, the master and apprentice arrived at a luxurious mansion on Chang'an Avenue. This mansion covers an extremely wide area, with an area of twenty or thirty acres, which is even three or five points larger than the mansions of several princes and generals in the city. Stepping on the nine-step and three-step steps, Bai Xiaoyi looked around at the lifelike stone lions on both sides and the word Shen Fu with gold on the plaque, and couldn't help but say:

"Tut-tut, it's really the richest man in the world, this house is almost as big as the imperial city......"

A violent shudder hit the head of the apprentice who was unconcealed, and the old Taoist priest said angrily:

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person, if these words are heard by the people of Jinyiwei, I don't know how big a mess it will be!"

Rubbing his head, Bai Xiaoyi muttered unconvinced:

"As for it, this is in the Shen Mansion, is it possible that there are still Jinyi guards here?"

With a cold snort, Xi Yingzhen lowered his voice and said:

"Hmph! A companion is like a tiger, in this Shen Mansion, there are spies inserted by Jinyi Wei. After all, in the hearts of our emperors, there are not many people in the world who can be trusted......"

Striding forward, the green-shirted Taoist priest was just about to speak, but he saw a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper holding a cigarette bag and pot in his mouth, and walked out. The middle-aged man glanced at the old Taoist priest and the young man on the steps, and said angrily:

"Eh, whoa, who are you, if you know where this is, go inside?"

Xi Yingzhen was not angry, he made a joke and said:

"Immeasurable Tianzun, the poor Dao Xi should be true, and I specially came here to visit Shen Yuanwai, and I was tired of reporting it. ”

As soon as he heard Xi Yingzhen's three words, the high-spirited middle-aged man in front of him suddenly changed into a pug appearance, nodded and said:

"Oh yo! it turned out to be Xi Zhenren, a small one with eyes and no beads, the old man is not strange, he is not strange......"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man enthusiastically led the master and apprentice into the courtyard.

Walking in the long corridor, the middle-aged man who looked like a butler said softly:

"Our master has instructed that if Xi Zhenren comes, please go directly into the inner house and ask the two of you to come with me. ”

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Bai Xiaoyi and Xi Yingzhen walked through the building and alley towards the inner house. Along the way, the rogue boy who was born in the market can be regarded as a real and real person who has seen what it means to be a wealthy family. The courtyard of Shen Wansan's house is carved by more than 100 skilled craftsmen in the south of the Yangtze River, among which the pavilions and pavilions are complete, and the rockery garden has undergone a special design, which is both beautiful and contains a certain feng shui layout. Just the exotic flowers and plants planted in the yard and a few koi fish in the pond made Bai Xiaoyi, who had not seen much on the market, dumbfounded. He quietly leaned into the master's ear and whispered:

"I said, master, how much silver does it cost to spend on this courtyard?"

The old Taoist priest who walked in front was too lazy to take care of this nonsense apprentice, and said casually:

"Anyway, if I sell you, it's not worth the money of that fish. ”

Pouting disdainfully, Bai Xiaoyi obediently followed behind the old Taoist priest and never spoke again.

After walking for a long stick of incense, the master and apprentice came to a quiet and elegant courtyard under the guidance of the housekeeper. Gently slammed the door twice, and the middle-aged butler respectfully stepped aside. After a while, footsteps sounded in the house, and a richly dressed man walked out.

As soon as he saw the green-shirted Taoist of the fairy wind bone, he hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully:

"In Xia Shen Rong, I have seen Xi Lao Immortal. ”

Xi Yingzhen stroked the long hair under his chin, and the old god nodded pretendly, and then said tepidly:

"Presumably you are the eldest son of Zhong Rongxian's brother, right?"

The rich man hurriedly nodded yes.

"How is Ling Zun's condition, has it improved?"

The man named Shen Rong shook his head bitterly, and said in a heavy tone:

My father's condition seems to be much more serious, and he was able to walk around and eat as usual some time ago, but now he can only lie in bed and barely eat some porridge. Old fairy, please take action and save your father. ”

As he spoke, the rich man leaned down and bowed. The Qingyi Taoist stretched out his hand to support the eldest son of the Shen family, and said warmly:

"Don't worry, old man, I'm here to treat Brother Shen's illness. Come, let's go and see Ling Zun's condition first. ”

With that, the master and apprentice walked into the inner hall under the leadership of Shen Rong. As soon as he opened the door, Bai Xiaoyi was rushed by the smell of medicine that rushed to his face. He covered his nose and looked into the room, only to see a dozen maids standing on both sides of the huge room with all kinds of medicine bottles and cans, and not far away on the sickbed, a withered old man was lying on it.

After a moment's hesitation, he followed the cheap master into the house. Xi Yingzhen didn't mind the pungent smell of Chinese medicine in the room, and the old Taoist priest hurriedly walked two steps to the sickbed, stretched out his hand to catch the pulse of the withered old man, and intently investigated. Looking at his master's nervous face, Bai Xiaoyi didn't dare to interject and disturb. Boredom, he could only close his eyes and wait for his master's orders.

Out of curiosity, the rogue boy who closed his eyes quietly gathered his divine thoughts on his eyes, and effortlessly turned on the "Heart Eye" mode again. Looking intently, I saw that the withered old man on the sickbed showed a very strange color. Around the old man's body, there were inexplicably wrapped up lines of gray dead air. Bai Xiaoyi is no stranger to this, he has seen many dying people have this kind of gray death qi. But the old man's body has a distinct orange-yellow color, which is the color that ordinary people with normal physical condition must have. So since he is a healthy person, why does he have a dead breath? Carefully probing the past, the rogue boy was surprised to find that in the old man's heart, there was a strange black aura that was constantly spreading outward. That black qi was like a vine, slowly eroding the old man's originally healthy meridian qi veins. This strange scene made Bai Xiaoyi confused, since the day he was able to open the "Heart Eye", he had never seen such a strange situation.

Slowly opening his eyes, the rogue boy looked at the green-shirted Taoist priest with a sad face. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to tell this cheap master who fell from the sky about his ability. Bai Xiaoyi gently tugged at the corner of the old Taoist's clothes and motioned for him to take a step to speak.

After Xi Yingzhen exchanged a look with his precious apprentice, he got up and walked to the side with him, and the old Taoist priest lowered his voice and said:

"Stinky boy, don't you see the master doing his business?"

Bai Xiaoyi glanced at the old man lying on the bed, and said seriously for the first time:

"I know you're doing business, but I do have something to tell you all the time. ”

Sighing helplessly, the Qingyi Taoist asked casually:

"Tell me what's going on. ”

After a slight hesitation, the scoundrel boy asked uncertainly:

"Master, if I tell you that when I close my eyes, I can see things, would you believe it?"

Hearing the apprentice's words, the old Taoist priest looked over with a stunned expression, and then said with some surprise:

"Oh, can you see things, tell me what you can see!"