Chapter 1939: The Storyteller
mon Sect.After descending the mountain, Qin Sang returned to the cave.He found a stone and sat down. Qin Sang opened the corpse puppet bag, fourteen corpses lined up before him.The Soul-Gathering Herb...Winter is gone, and spring has come.
It's the end of the year in a blink of an eye.
This year is destined to be a year of plenty.
In just a few months, Qin Sang's reputation spread far and wide.
In particular, the three villages at the foot of the mountain truly benefited from the kindness.
Whether it's a serious illness or a minor ailment, just go to the Taoist temple for treatment and you'll be cured.
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Qin Sang's ledger had been almost filled, and no one had ever urged him to pay. Even though it was approaching the Lunar New Year, there was no sign of the Taoist priests from Qingyang Guan coming down the mountain to collect the debt.
Some impoverished families, having yet to repay their first consultation fee, find themselves owing a second time. They enter the clinic with worried expressions, but Qin Sang doesn't mention it at all.
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Everyone saw it with their own eyes and said that a real immortal had come to the mountain. As a result, the incense became increasingly prosperous.
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When someone slaughters a yearling animal, they always leave the best parts and send them up the mountain.
Qin Sang tried to decline the incense offerings, but they insisted it was for the two young Taoist attendants to replenish their strength. They wouldn't take no for an answer, saying after all, Taoists don't mind eating meat and vegetables.
Though reluctant, it's a festive season. Qin Sang has broken the norm this time.
In just a few days, all sorts of New Year's goods piled up half the room. The workmanship was rough, but the taste was good.
Their belongings were also not wasted. The three disciples, residing in the mortal realm, lived just like ordinary people, with three meals a day, savoring the joys and sorrows of human life.
December 29th.
It's almost the New Year.
Yu Lang practiced for a night, his spirit refreshed. He opened the window a crack, and the cold wind swept in snowflakes.
Outside, goose feather snow began to fall sometime.
"A good snowfall heralds a bumper year."
Yulang forcefully pushed the window open, not casting any spells, allowing snowflakes to hit his body. He looked carefree and composed.
As the school year came to an end, Nian Guan Academy gave students a holiday until the eighth day of the first lunar month. However, he had already finished his homework early.
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Before entering school, I looked forward to studying all day long. After entering the school, I realized that holidays were truly enjoyable.
"I wonder if Senior Sister has woken up"
Yu Lang bowed his head towards the window, glancing at the adjacent house.
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Over the past six months at the academy, my senior sister's words were still few, but she was noticeably less taciturn than before.
He only recently learned that his senior sister didn't meditate at night, like ordinary people, she slept.
"Where did your senior sister's cultivation come from"
Yu Lang couldn't understand.
“With this weather, heavy snow has sealed the mountain. There should be no one going up the mountain. I wonder if Master will still leave his seclusion. Senior Luo Hou is still asleep, and Senior Taiyi is nowhere to be found. Senior Zhuque too, she's always hiding in her nest. It's been days since I've seen her come out. Is it because it's too boring on the mountain Master strictly forbids her from teasing people…”
Yulan was lost in thought, and found that the snow was gradually decreasing. When dawn broke, the snow had completely stopped.
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The Taoist temple was covered in a blanket of pristine white snow, spotless and soft. Even the courtyard walls were dusted with white.
"Whew!"
Yu Lang pushed the door open and let out a puff of white air. Just as he picked up the broom by the wall, he heard the door next to him creak open, and Xiao Wu walked out.
"Senior Sister."
Yulan called out.
Xiao Wu nodded and picked up a broom, too.
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"Senior Sister, shall we continue sweeping all the way down the mountain Qiu Hua said they're coming up here to play with you. With this heavy snowfall, I wonder if they'll still come."
The autumn paintings that Yu Lang spoke of are precisely the classmates from his school days.
A few girls, who were close friends and hung out together often, led by Qiu Hua. She was the most outspoken of them all, fearless in confronting boys and always had the upper hand.
Including Qiu Hua, everyone liked Xiao Wu very much. They thought that Xiao Wu was quiet and reserved because she was meek and wanted to protect her from being bullied by boys.
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Thinking about this, Yu Lang scratched his head a little. He couldn't quite figure out what attitude his senior sister had towards these playmates in her heart.
First, the two of them swept out several paths in the Taoist temple and opened the temple gate. Then they followed the mountain path all the way down.
Before reaching the foot of the mountain, three people walked towards me.
It turned out that it was Chen Xiucai, carrying books and a young boy, who came in the snow. The other one was their classmate, named Tao Teng, who had a similar personality to Yulang. As a result, Yulang gave him the nickname "Nado" after just a few days.
"Yu Lang! Shijie... hehe."
Tao Teng intentionally prolonged his tone and made a playful grimace.
Yu Lang Mingming looked several years older than Xiao Wu, yet he had to call her senior sister. He was often teased by his companions for this.
"Greetings, Master."
Yulan glared at Taotong with a look. He and Xiao Wu put down their brooms and stepped forward to pay respects.
"Today, I have come specially to examine your homework."
Chen Xiuzhai first cracked a joke, seeing that the two students had no trace of panic on their faces, he couldn't help but secretly admire how well Qingfeng Daochang's apprentices were.
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Yu Lang is still alright. He's read books before, so he has a foundation.
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This young boy was only seven or eight years old, but he had a photographic memory. In just a few days of school, he had memorized several books of scriptures word for word, and he also remembered the teacher's explanations perfectly.
For this reason, Chen Xiucai specially discussed with Qin Sang, thinking that their minds were not yet mature enough, so they continued to stay at Meng Xue.
"It's a pity she's a girl."
Chen Xiucai sighed inwardly, the atmosphere in Yan State was open, yet there was no precedent for women holding office.
Although Yu Lang is a spirited young man, he usually appears ambitious. However, perhaps influenced by his master, he seems to have no interest in fame and fortune. He reads books as if only to understand Taoist texts.
"If I had met such a master in my childhood, I would probably be like Yu Lang, wouldn't I"
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Chen Xiucai thought of Qingfeng Daochang's elegant demeanor and couldn't help but have this thought. He pointed at the food box in the boy's hand, "Thousands of Mountains Snowing, beautiful beyond description, such a scene, how could one not seek out friends to share the snowy landscape The master specially asked your mistress to make some hometown delicacies. Daochang should be finished with morning prayers"
He lived in seclusion in Qiliang Village, nestled amidst mountains and water. However, there was no one in the village he could talk to, and his friends were all far away.
Finally, a Daoist master named Qingfeng arrived. Chen Xiucai was overjoyed to meet him, but unfortunately, this person was even busier than him.
"Master..."
Yu Lang hesitated slightly, looking towards his senior sister.
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Little Five nodded lightly, "The master has left seclusion."
The two quickly swept away the remaining snow. There was indeed no one down the mountain.
Back at the Taoist temple, I saw my master and Mr. Chen had already set up a table and charcoal brazier on the small attic.
The small attic was Chen Xiuzhai's suggestion, and he had people build it. The lower level is supported by wooden pillars, and a ladder leads to the second floor.
Two stories high, the hospital wall offered a great view. One could see the mountains stretching as far as the eye could reach.
"Yu Lang, bring the beef Zhangjia sent and thread it for roasting. Also, bring the fruit I gathered in the mountains, washed and served," Qin Sang instructed.
“Fruit Oh, I see.”
Yu Lang understood, and called for Tao Teng. They hurried toward the room where the food was kept, and sure enough, there was a string of vibrant red spirit fruits.
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“Are there still fruits in the mountains at this time What kind of fruit” Chen Xiucai asked.
"As for me, I'm not sure. Rest assured, Master Chen, this fruit is harmless and possesses a unique fragrance."
Chen Xiuzhai chuckled, "Well, I naturally trust you in this matter. Here at Daoist Master's place, I always get to try new and interesting things. I truly don't know how he manages to concoct those seasonings, turning the ordinary into something extraordinary. In comparison, what I brought seems rather unpalatable."
The seasonings are all concocted with spiritual herbs, could they not be fragrant
Qin Sang secretly thought to himself, he rarely deliberately indulged his appetite in the past. Stealing half a day of leisure for himself, he also wanted Xiao Wu to experience the five flavors of the world, and he spared no effort.
Picking up a pair of chopsticks, I brought a golden-brown pastry from the plate to my mouth and chewed it gently.
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It's not as exaggerated as what Chen Xiucai said.
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"Mrs. Chen is very skilled, her craftsmanship has a unique flavor."
When Qin Sang spoke, he looked out at the Taoist temple.
On the mountain path, there were a few people coming to the Taoist temple. Leading them were two old men, one of whom was Doctor Liu.
“Huh Is anyone still coming up the mountain today” Chen Xiuzhai peered out curiously.
"Perhaps he's ill," Qin Sang glanced at the elder by Dr. Liu's side, then rose and said, "Excuse me for a moment."
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"Wait for me outside!"
Dr. Liu waved his hand, keeping the people behind him outside the Taoist temple and only bringing the old man in.
"Daozhang..."
Qin Sang waved his hand, stopping the two from bowing, and led them into the main hall.
The old man was dressed in fine clothes, indicating a high status. His face was flushed, but the redness seemed unnatural.
As the year drew to a close, Doctor Liu felt a bit uneasy. He quickly finished explaining the old man's condition.
Qin Sang pondered for a moment, "This ailment shouldn't be treated with medicine; use silver needles instead."
"Yes!"
Doctor Liu, well-acquainted with the place, took out a silver needle from the medicine box, his face full of anticipation.
He had seen Qin Sang use needles before, and could only describe it as miraculous.
"Here you go!"
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Qin Sang reminded him, instructing the elder to lie down on the straw mat. He deliberately slowed his movements so that Dr. Liu could clearly see the tremor of each silver needle.
In less than a cup of tea's time, Qin Sang retracted her needle and stepped back. The flush on the old man's face gradually subsided.
"Amazing! Amazing!"
Doctor Liu took a good look and was deeply shocked. Suddenly, his face darkened, "I'm old... I can't use it! It's a pity that I only met the Taoist priest now!"
"You can't use it, you can pass it on to your disciples," Qin Sang said.
All who came were attendants of the elderly, their carriages waiting at the foot of the mountain. Dr. Liu was about to return with them when Qin Sang kept him behind.
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"You're here just in time, we need someone to keep us company today. It wouldn't hurt to stay overnight at the Taoist temple, and I'll have my family pick you up tomorrow."
Dr. Liu was overjoyed and didn't hesitate at all. He sent a message home through someone else and, accompanied by Qin Sang, climbed the attic stairs.
"So Mr. Chen is here too," said Dr. Liu with a slight bow. The two men were well-acquainted and need not be formal.
“Come quickly! Come quickly! Try the Daoist's treasured collection, guaranteed to be unparalleled in the world, a rare delicacy! If the Daoist doesn't come soon, I fear I won't be able to resist taking a bite!”
Chen Xiuzhai couldn't wait any longer. Holding a skewer of meat in one hand, he roasted it over the charcoal fire until it sizzled and dripped oil. He sprinkled a small amount of spices on top, and the rich aroma suddenly exploded, perfectly blending with the savory scent of the meat.
Dr. Liu inhaled sharply, unable to help but exclaim, "What a lovely fragrance!"
The pages boy and Yulan, who were standing nearby, had already swallowed their saliva.
Just then, Qin Sang let out a low chuckle. "Quite lively today, isn't it"
Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned their gaze towards outside the Daoist temple. The figures of the old man and his attendants had vanished from the mountain path, but two men appeared in their place.
One was young and handsome, the other somewhat older.
The old man lagged slightly behind by half a step, but he didn't seem like master and servant. Both of them were dressed in white and had an extraordinary bearing.
"What a splendid sight!"
Chen Xiuzhai's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Such a character! This humble one has never seen him before! It is a pity! It is a pity! Are they good friends of the Daoist"
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"This is our first meeting, but I've heard about both of you. You must be Mr. Yu and Mr. Yi, right"
Qin Sang said.
The other party seemed to sense something, looked up, and the young man smiled slightly, raising the pottery jar in his hand. "There are spirit fruits and delicacies, how could there be no fine wine I specially brought a pot of hundred-year-old wine. Could we exchange places upstairs"
"Mr. Yu, you're too kind! It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Please come upstairs!"
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Qin Sang leaned against the windowsill, instructing Yu Lang and Xiao Wu to go greet the guests.
The visitor was none other than the City God and the Wen Judge of this county. Qin Sang had already learned their names from the Land God's mouth, and upon seeing them, he guessed it right away.
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The attic isn't very big.
They greeted each other, and the City God and Easy Judge sat down. Along with four attendant little guys, it was a bit crowded. Luckily, no one else went up the mountain.
When the wine is opened, it truly is a fine vintage. The aroma of the wine fills the air.
One drink shared between two, and the strangeness among everyone instantly diminished by much.
Only Yipan glanced at the table from time to time, his pupils contracting slightly, and he silently gestured to the City God to pay attention to the plate of seasonings.
That string of fruit is called Jade Dan Fruit, which can enhance the cultivation of Foundation Establishment cultivators. It's already very extravagant to treat mortals to it.
In the spice mix, there was actually a medicinal herb of higher quality than Jade Fruit Dan, and there were even powdered herbs they couldn't tell apart.
The two exchanged a surprised look, looking at the Daoist Qingfeng with newfound respect.
Chen Xiuzhai was more interested in them, "I wonder where the two gentlemen's fairyland is Are you not from Jincheng County Otherwise, I would definitely recognize you."
Mr. Yu smiled and said, "Indeed, we are all from Jinxian County. We don't often appear in public, so it's understandable that Mr. Chen doesn't recognize us."
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"Here come two more hermits!"
Chen Xiucai showed a self-deprecating smile and drank a cup of wine himself. “With such noble spirits, compared to the two of you, my so-called retirement seems to be nothing but seeking fame and fortune.”
"The talent I await is no greater than that of a county or city. Master Chen, however, possesses the talent to govern the nation and ensure peace. His bearing befits a Duke or Marquis, how can he be compared to me" Yu Cheng Huang raised his cup in response.
“According to what you all say, this poor Taoist can only be considered a person from the mountains and fields,” Qin Sang accompanied with a cup.
"You are all divine beings, while I am but a common man," Dr. Liu raised his cup in jest.
Yi Pan Guan glanced at him, lightly sipped his wine, and meaningfully said: "If you learn a few points of benevolence from Qing Feng Dao Chang, instead of just medical skills, it would be enough to benefit you for a lifetime."
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Doctor Liu was taken aback.
Mr. Chen seemed drunk, his eyes hazy, muttering: "Perhaps Mr. Yu's words just now were a joke, but we scholars do not serve the state or settle among commoners. What use is our vast knowledge if no one appreciates it"
Qin Sang held a wine glass, suddenly pausing, her brows furrowing slightly.
At this time, Jincheng County.
A streak of azure light landed in a corner of the city, and after a moment, a young and pretty girl walked out.
A kingfisher hovered for a few circles before landing on her shoulder. Its eyes were bright and full of life energy.
"How lively!"
The county town was filled with the festive atmosphere of Chinese New Year, and Cheng Huang Miao Street was particularly crowded.
The young girl found everything novel and exciting. "Life down here is wonderful, so much more lively than up on the mountain! Don't you think so, Xiao Zhu"
The kingfisher flapped its wings and chirped twice.
"There are so many delicious foods!"
The young girl looked east and west, her eyes watering with desire. She turned to a tea house.
A loud voice came out of it.
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Leaning in, the young girl exclaimed, "Is this what storytellers are like according to the books Don't they usually perform during the Lunar New Year Why is someone telling stories now"
The girl did not notice that because of her actions, everyone on the street was watching her.
"Aren't you going to eat during the New Year That young man inside is quite well-read, according to the books," a nearby auntie chimed in.
“Let’s go in and have a listen,” the young girl said, stepping over the threshold.ied by any earth-shattering noises, and its existence was very brief, dissipating in less than a stick of incense."Nothing can be judged from the visions.At this time, Mu Guzhu proposed to try a few m...