Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

"Sister Su, I came out earlier than you guys, and I just happened to see a street performer swallowing a sword over there."

"Sword swallowing?"

"Yes, that's actually what he swallowed. After the performance, he pulled out a lot of props from his bag for sale, and I bought one. If anyone asks why the sword suddenly disappeared, we can use this as an excuse."

"Qingqing, you are so thoughtful." Su Jiahe put his arm around He Shuangqing's shoulders.

"Today I saw injustice and helped you, and I'm really sorry for getting you into trouble." Qiu Chuji said with some guilt.

"Master Qiu, you don't have to apologize," Su Jiahe said quickly. "I just don't have the ability. I try to protect myself when things get tough. In fact, society really needs people like you who are just."

"The Taoist priest is truly a chivalrous man. I really admire him." He Shuangqing also praised Qiu Chuji highly.

"I don't dare to say that I am very chivalrous, but it is intolerable that a group of liars insulted my mentor. Even if I fight for my life, I can't let my mentor be used by villains." Qiu Chuji said this with a bit of anger in his tone.

Everyone received their refunds for the retreat class, took their luggage and left, and the farce finally ended.

When Su Jiahe received a refund of 5,000 yuan, he immediately thought of a question.

"System, system, the money I spent was returned. Does the cashback still count?"

[There is no cashback for tuition fees for the advanced course. If you have any questions, you can check your account.]

"Why is there no cash back for this purchase?" Su Jiahe asked curiously.

Because you cheated the tourists.

[According to the rules, if the host leads tourists into a scam, no cashback will be given for consumption]

"Okay, I was wrong." Su Jiahe admitted his mistake sincerely and understood this rule very well.

Paying money to a scammer is tantamount to aiding and abetting evil.

It was getting late, so Su Jiahe found a barbecue buffet nearby and took Qiu Chuji and He Shuangqing to have a feast.

"How is this meat cooked? It's so delicious. This taste is only found in heaven and it's rare to taste it on earth!" Qiu Chuji held the plate in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and kept putting the barbecued meat into his mouth.

"This thing is called potato, it tastes good when roasted."

"And this beer tastes really good, ten times better than the best beer from Daikin."

"Master Qiu, do monks have to abstain from alcohol and meat?" Su Jiahe joked.

"Who said we should abstain from alcohol and meat? If we don't eat and drink enough, how can we have the energy to practice?"

He Shuangqing roasted various steaks, chicken wings, prawns and pork tenderloin on the stove one by one and passed them to Su Jiahe.

"Sister Su, please eat more. You haven't eaten properly in the past three days."

"Qingqing, you don't have to bother. Just eat by yourself. You haven't eaten well these days." Su Jiahe said as she peeled one of He Shuangqing's favorite shrimps.

"In the past, our master founded Quanzhen and advocated the principle of following nature. To put it bluntly, it means doing whatever you should do. In life, walking, standing, sitting, and lying down are all forms of practice. But how can people nowadays think that practitioners cannot have enough food to eat?" Qiu Chuji said in confusion.

"Maybe it's because people nowadays eat too much." Su Jiahe smiled helplessly, "Luckily I put something in the ring to eat, it was a blessing in disguise, otherwise I don't know how I would have gotten through the past three days."

"Miss Su, I suddenly remembered something. Why do so many people in later generations believe that the Quanzhen Sect is in Zhongnan Mountain?" Qiu Chuji suddenly asked.

"Maybe it's because of The Legend of the Condor Heroes."

"What is The Condor Heroes?"

"It's a martial arts story written by a modern author. I'll show it to you when we get back to the hotel."

After dinner, they returned to the hotel. Su Jiahe took out a tablet and played the TV series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for Qiu Chuji.

"Master Qiu, in this story, Senior Wang Chongyang is the world's number one martial artist, and you, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, are all highly skilled in martial arts, traveling the world, punishing evildoers and eradicating evil."

The tablet was playing the first episode of The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Qiu Chuji on the screen angrily cursed, "You deserve to die!", and then stabbed the traitor to death with a sword in the snow.

"You know what, this temper and this demeanor are quite similar to mine." Qiu Chuji stroked his beard and smiled. "I never thought that in the eyes of future generations, I would be seen as so brave."

"Master Qiu, do your other six fellow disciples know martial arts?" Su Jiahe asked curiously.

"We travel around the world, spreading the Dao, so naturally we need to have some skills. It's just that my fellow disciples are all calm and peaceful, not as fierce and aggressive as me. Maybe I haven't practiced enough."

"Master Qiu, don't say that. Perhaps it was because of your courage that you were able to travel to Mongolia at the age of seventy and personally admonish Genghis Khan, the most murderous man in history."

"Alas," Qiu Chuji sighed, "the Mongol cavalry swept across the Central Plains, leaving rivers of blood and barren land wherever they went. I watched the people of the world suffer, powerless to do anything, and could only offer my humble assistance."

"If Genghis Khan listens to me, I'll be doing him a great service. If he finds my words unacceptable and kills me, it would be a sacrifice of his own life."

"Master Qiu, don't be so pessimistic. Historical records show that your meeting with Genghis Khan did prevent a lot of killing. When you meet him in the future, just rest assured." Su Jiahe said.

"Oh? That's good, that's good," Qiu Chuji nodded with satisfaction, "I can finally say that I have lived up to my mentor's teachings."

The next morning, the group got up early and went to Wang Chongyang's former residence in Zhongnan.

It was drizzling, and the mountain road was a bit slippery, so there weren't many tourists. In front of Chongyang Palace, there was a cold and quiet atmosphere.

Qiu Chuji brought flowers, fruits and cakes, knelt on the ground himself, wiped the small area of ​​the floor in front of him clean, then placed the tribute and bowed respectfully.

"Master, your unworthy disciple Qiu Chuji is here to see you." Qiu Chuji looked up at the plaque of Chongyang Palace with tears in his eyes.

Seeing Qiu Chuji's deep affection for his master, Su Jiahe couldn't help but be moved.

"Master Qiu, do you want to see the master?"

"For fifty years, I have missed my teacher all the time. It's a pity that our relationship was so brief. He passed away after only four years of being my disciple."

Qiu Chuji said this and sighed regretfully.

"Master Qiu, don't be too sad. I can summon the ancients. Would you like to call the old man over so that you and your disciple can meet?" "How is that possible? My master has passed away. Could it be that Miss Su can still understand yin and yang?"

"It's really possible. If you don't believe me, I'll summon it now." Su Jiahe took out the only summoning card.

"Really?" Qiu Chuji saw Su Jiahe's certainty, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "I have several fellow disciples who have passed away many years ago. Can we meet them together?"

"Master Qiu, I'm so sorry, but I only have one chance left. Please choose someone."

Looking at Qiu Chuji's expectant eyes, Su Jiahe felt very sorry.

"So, Miss Su can't summon the ancients at will?"

“Yes, there is a limit on the number of times.”

A hint of regret flashed across Qiu Chuji's eyes, and then he felt relieved.

"Since the opportunity to summon the ancients is so precious, let's use it for more important things. The birth and death of fate are all determined by heaven. The ancients are gone, and meeting them again will only add to our troubles."

After saying this, Qiu Chuji turned around and walked down the mountain.