Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.

Chapter 778 Meeting an old immortal on the road!

Shui Ling joked: "Miss, people say, 'I think twice, scold you, and then whisper', but I don't think two sneezes necessarily mean someone is scolding you. Maybe it's because you're thinking about it again and again!"

He laughed loudly after hearing the good news and responded smoothly: "Then sneezing three times is just thinking about it again and again?"

At this time, Shui Ling also laughed.

Mrs. Li was chatting with Chen Xi. Seeing their master and servant looking so happy, she asked, "What's the matter? You two are laughing like this."

"It's nothing, grandma, I just fixed up a blind scoundrel." Jiayin said casually, and then began to make an accounting.

Mrs. Li was eating snacks and snacks. Occasionally, her granddaughter would hold her arms and show off her income with a smile. She was also happy.

After checking the account books, the grandfather and grandson went for a walk in Baiyuan Garden again.

It happened that Lu Zong and Jia Xu were also there, greeting each other, and it was very lively.

Jiayin asked Shui Ling to get a jade melon from the car and cut it into pieces, then asked Lu Zong and Jia Xu to sit down.

“Brother Lu, Brother Jia, why are you here?”

Jia Xu smiled and said, "I'm here as a guest today. Your brother Lu wants to buy flowers. I'll come with him for a walk."

Lu Zong also smiled and said: "There is an elder who is a family friend celebrating his birthday, and I want to buy the Basin Golden Lotus, but there is none here!

“I originally wanted to go to Broken Gold Beach to ask for your help, but you and grandma came over instead.”

Lu Zong and Jia Xu have been almost inseparable from the boys in the family in the past two years, and Mrs. Li regards them as her juniors.

Especially hearing Lu Zong call her grandma, she even beamed.

At this moment, she responded: "It's better to find good news about this matter. There are many good flowers in her greenhouse."

Just as Shui Ling came over with a plate of jade melons, Jiayin asked them to take it and eat it themselves, and asked Shui Ling.

“There are three melons left in the car. Cut one and give it to Master Cao and others to quench their thirst. The other two will be sent to the relief department. My second uncle must be there.”

Lao Cao was waiting on the side. Hearing this, he quickly stepped forward to salute and thank him.

Jiayin said: "Master Cao, I will send someone to send five basins of golden lotus tomorrow. Remember to pick a good one for Brother Lu."

"Yes, Princess." Lao Cao quickly retreated.

Lu Zong was not polite, and begged with a smile: "Sister Jiayin, if you have peaches at home, give me a few more. If an old man celebrates his birthday, giving birthday peaches is the icing on the cake."

Jiayin looked distressed, wrinkled her nose and replied: "Well, there are only ten peaches left on my peach tree. I will divide them between six peaches, Brother Lu, and the remaining four will probably go into Baozhu's belly...

“I’m so pitiful. I worked so hard to plant peaches, but in the end they were all picked away by you.”

　　Everyone couldn't help but laugh, and Mr. Lu quickly said: "I have a pair of peaches carved from hibiscus and jade. I will bring them to you next time I go to Broken Gold Beach. I will exchange my rights for them."

 “Haha, that’s pretty much it.” Jiayin immediately beamed, causing everyone to laugh again.

After eating jade melon and chatting for a while, Lu Zong and Jia Xu left, and Jiayin accompanied her grandma back to Suijintan.

 Let’s not talk about Broken Gold Beach, just say that the Wu family’s carriage went all the way out of the city and went straight to Qingcheng Temple.

Qingcheng Temple is located on Qingcheng Mountain more than 30 miles southwest of Xindu. It was not very famous originally.

There are more than a dozen Taoist priests, three main halls, and more than a dozen houses where the Taoist priests live.

But since the imperial court moved the capital, it has been overcrowded, and the girls and wives who have gone crazy in the backyards of various houses have to find an excuse to go out for a walk.

So, going to the Taoist temple to offer incense and pray for the safety of the whole family became the best excuse.

As for Qingcheng Temple, it is neither far nor near, so it is the best place to go.

 There are more people coming and going, more people making wishes, and there are always a few who get their wishes.

As word spread, Qingcheng Temple became more and more famous, and more and more people came. The previous land was not enough, so seven or eight small yards were added after the visit.

 Occasionally, distinguished guests come over, so it is convenient for a temporary rest.

Even the small village at the foot of the mountain has grown by hundreds of households in three years, counting exclusively on Qingcheng Guan for survival.

 There were people carrying sedan chairs up the mountain, people selling snacks, and all kinds of incense and candles. In short, it was very lively.

To show her sincerity, Mrs. Wu got off the carriage and took Grandma Sun, two maids, two guards and a steward with her to climb the mountain directly.

Seven or eight people, especially Madam Wu, were dressed in luxurious clothes and crowded around each other, which was very eye-catching.

 It was okay at first. Mrs. Wu climbed a hundred stone steps in one go and it was very smooth.

 But it won’t work upward.

 Qiu Laohu was so sunburned that Mrs. Wu’s makeup was almost worn off.

Grandma Sun and the two maids almost supported the master and climbed more than fifty levels. The master and servant were almost dead from exhaustion.

Grandma Sun pointed to the path next to her and said, "Madam, there seems to be a small pavilion next to it. It's very shady. Let's go there and have a rest."

Mrs. Wu is also quite old. She has never suffered like this. She heard that she could take a break, so she immediately agreed.

So a group of people cheered and changed the route. The path turned through the trees, and sure enough, there was a small grass pavilion.

Mother Sun served her master and sat down. She then asked her nephew to take the nurse to the temple to find clean spring water to quench her master's thirst.

 The nephew is still worried about the trouble he got into before.

Just now along the way, he chatted with two guards, but he got to know the details about Princess Kangle and Baiyunjian.

Even now, his knees were still weak.

He was afraid that his master would know that he had gotten into trouble, so when he heard this opportunity to show off, he immediately took action, took the kettle and took the people away.

Mrs. Wu pulled off her handkerchief, fanning herself from time to time, and complained: "What time of year it is, and it's still so hot. I should have brought a fan."

"Yeah, it's almost September. If we were in Kyoto, it would be snowing at this time." Grandma Sun agreed, got up and picked two big leaves from the tree next to her.

　　Perhaps because the leaves were so strong, she made a lot of noise.

 Then she made a fan out of leaves and fanned her master, which was very useful to Mrs. Wu.

Mrs. Wu was leaning on the pavilion pillar and was about to speak when she saw a Taoist priest in blue walking out of the woods not far away.

Perhaps because of his age, the Taoist priest’s hair and beard have turned white, and his long white eyebrows drooped.

 But there were not many wrinkles on his face, and it was very rosy and looked very good.

Especially one pair of eyes, clear and bright, with a kind of compassion that looks down on all living beings.

His left arm was resting on a piece of green jade pole, and his right hand was stroking his white beard...

 In addition to these four words, there is simply no way to describe the old man in front of me!

Mrs. Wu subconsciously sat up straight, and Grandma Sun couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh, how old is this old fairy? Her eyebrows are a foot long!"

Before Mrs. Wu could speak, the old Taoist priest looked at them and spoke.

"No wonder there is purple energy lingering in this place. It turns out that there are noble people coming and going."

Having said that, he turned around to leave. As soon as he took a step forward, he suddenly turned around, frowned and looked at Mrs. Wu carefully, frowned and whispered, "No, this is a sign that dark clouds cover the moon! What a pity, what a pity..."

 (End of this chapter)