A Tale of Encounters with Immortals: A Peach Blossom Temple in the Martial World

Throughout history, silver has been the most destructive force.

From royalty and nobility to ordinary citizens.

Silver can reach the heavens, instantly defeat the four great masters of the martial arts world, and drive the emperor to his knees. It can also incite the people to rise up in rebellion.

Let's make money! Let's make money!

Zhang Zhengdao carefully wiped the jar containing the silver with a rag until it shone brightly. He could easily have used a spell to clean it, but how could he use a spell to clean silver?

You must do it yourself; it's a sign of respect for the money.

Like a lover's hand caressing you, it deserves to be treated gently.

Shu Baimei peeked out the window, indignant.

Money-grubber, obsessed with money.

Money can't compare to a woman! I'm so pretty, even though I'm a ghost... it's not like I can't dance a beautiful dance.

Silver and women?

Haha, anyone should know how to choose!

This was the clearest realization Zhang Zhengdao had gained after seeing so many other people's vast grasslands on Earth in his previous life. One cannot have both money and women; to choose money over women is the only option. What's the point of making a choice then?

Isn't it enough to just have a brain?

Zhang Zhengdao's biggest wish now is to save up enough money to renovate Peach Blossom Temple into the largest temple in the county, build an easy-to-walk road, develop tourism, and sit back and collect money every day.

We'll have Shu Baimei put up small advertisements at every door in the evenings, and Hu Yunying sell tickets at the door. If Guo Lanying comes too, she can be our tour guide.

The division of labor was clear, and the arrangements were handled perfectly.

The money will keep increasing.

Zhang Zhengdao drifted off to sleep with this beautiful dream in mind.

In my dream, I returned to Earth, possessing tens of thousands of W (millions of dollars) in wealth, driving luxury cars, traveling in private jets, frequenting upscale venues, surrounded by beautiful women, and surrounded by wonderful things...

"Official..."

When he woke up, he only saw a funny face in front of him, looking at him with a gleeful expression.

unlucky!

Zhang Zhengdao sat up and glared at Shu Baimei.

You were peeping at me while I was sleeping?

Shu Baimei was shocked; she hadn't been able to hide it from her husband after all.

“The simpleton from the Sun family has been waiting at the door for quite a while. He asked me to pass on a message, saying that the old mother of the Sun family wants to come to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings in person. She will come tomorrow. He asked what she needs to prepare so that he can be seated.”

"Silly Zhu? You mean that burly, strong guy whose arms are so big you could run a horse across them?"

"Yes, you've seen him?"

“I’ve seen him at the town magistrate’s residence.” Zhang Zhengdao got up, washed and dressed, and then let Shazhu in.

As soon as Sha Zhu saw Zhang Zhengdao, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to report what had happened.

Zhang Zhengdao told him to go down the mountain.

He noticed an important piece of information: the old woman planned to donate money for incense during this prayer ceremony. The money itself wasn't important; what mattered was the old woman's heart in wanting to donate.

Zhang Zhengdao was overjoyed!

When Zhang Zhengdao is happy, Shu Baimei is happy.

The human and the ghost were having a good time when they suddenly heard someone coming in through the door. As soon as they stepped out of the room, they saw two beautiful women standing gracefully in the courtyard.

"Greetings, Daoist Master!" Guo Lanying clasped her hands in a respectful greeting to Zhang Zhengdao.

"My lord, I'm finally back! Hope the house wasn't robbed!" Hu Yunying said from the side.

Guo Lanying: ...

Zhang Zhengdao said, "You've come at the perfect time! Tomorrow, the matriarch of the Sun family, the town's supervisor, will come to pray for blessings. You'll play the flute! You'll play the xiao!"

Guo Lanying: "I only know a little bit, and I'm not very good at playing the xiao (vertical bamboo flute)."

"Start practicing now!"

So for the entire day, Shu Baimei listened to the two women making that "shush-shush-shush" noise, and they were still talking about it at night. Guo Lanying's cheeks were swollen.

The next day, Zhang Zhengdao led three people from the Taoist temple to the entrance to greet them.

After all, they are big spenders, so they should definitely be treated with the necessary privileges.

The customer is like the Jade Emperor.

Soon after, the sounds of the sedan chair bearers calling out "Yo-ho!" could be heard. The sedan chair, carried by four men, had servants leading the way, maids and old women protecting it from the sides, and several male family members and young men following behind.

Behind them was a sedan chair carried by two men, with only two young maids beside it, wiping sweat as they walked.

Upon arriving at the Taoist temple, the old lady, not daring to be presumptuous, alighted from her sedan chair and respectfully bowed to Zhang Zhengdao, pressing her palms together: "This old woman greets the Taoist Master."

"You're too kind, please, Madam!"

One led the way, while the other was supported by two maids; they entered the Taoist temple one after the other.

After entering the Taoist temple, Zhang Zhengdao first recited the guiding scripture and then prayed to the Taoist Ancestor before making way for the old lady to worship the statue of the Taoist Ancestor.

The old lady was very devout.

The etiquette was very elaborate, with three kneelings and nine kowtows. Three represents the three powers of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and nine represents the Double Ninth Festival. Three kneelings and nine kowtows can harmonize one's actions and energy, and balance yin and yang.

While the man was kneeling and kowtowing, Zhang Zhengdao and two large women played music and chanted scriptures. They also lit incense and candles, and had the old lady light the candles and offer incense. Instantly, the Taoist temple was filled with the fragrance of incense, making the whole place seem like a fairyland.

The old lady was so drunk that tears came to her eyes.

He then came over to Zhang Zhengdao to ask for a fortune stick.

The old lady shook it for a while, and a fortune stick popped out. She took it and handed it to Zhang Zhengdao for interpretation.

Zhang Zhengdao frowned as soon as he saw the slip of paper.

"The BMW camp gate brings good fortune, and lawsuits are resolved through mediation. In all things, if one can seize the opportunity, one can even mistake a turbulent wave for a clear one."

As soon as Zhang Zhengdao read it aloud, the old lady quickly asked a question.

"Is it alright?"

Zhang Zhengdao invited the old lady to sit down and said, "Normally, when there is a joyous occasion in the family, even if there is a lawsuit, it doesn't matter. It's just that even if things go smoothly, there's always a chance something might happen!"

The old lady was alarmed.

Just then, there was a land dispute in the family that involved a relative of the head of the county yamen, and they were about to have a protracted legal battle. Hearing this, I was naturally terrified.

The elderly person cannot bear this.

"Master Daoist, do you have a solution?"

Zhang Zhengdao stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

"There is a solution, but it's quite complicated and not easy..."

At this point, the old lady quickly said, "Tell me how much it will cost."

Zhang Zhengdao then said, “The old lady’s family is fighting over their family property, but the other party is powerful and is simply trying to seize it by trickery. I need to ask the Taoist Ancestor for a favor. Then, a bronze mirror will be hung above the door. A talisman will be hidden under the master’s pillow, so that no outsiders can see it. This misfortune will then be averted.”

The old lady was overjoyed: "That's wonderful!"

Three envelopes of silver were sealed immediately.

Zhang Zhengdao packed the bronze mirror into a box, folded the talisman into a triangle, wrapped it in blue cloth, and solemnly handed it to the old woman, saying, "Upon returning to your residence, immediately fast for three days."

The old lady solemnly agreed.

I thanked them repeatedly.

There was also a woman, about fifteen or sixteen years old, who had just blossomed into womanhood and was quite pretty. She was wearing a moon-colored dress and was worshipping the Taoist ancestor.

After the ceremony, they gave Zhang Zhengdao a sum of silver.

Zhang Zhengdao accepted the gifts with a smile and saw the old woman and the child out. He escorted them all the way to the mountainside, repeatedly giving the old lady instructions before reluctantly waving goodbye and returning to the Taoist temple.

They couldn't wait to take out the silver.

Hu Yunying and Guo Lanying happily took out their silver envelopes. The joy of holding money earned through their own labor was something that others could not understand.

"Twenty taels of silver!"

Zhang Zhengdao exclaimed in surprise, no wonder it felt so heavy in his hand.

Wow, this is a big spender!

It was given to me by that woman; it was five taels.

Looking at the silver envelopes in Hu Yunying and Guo Lanying's hands, after opening them, each of them actually had five taels of silver. How could they be so extravagant and inhumane?

This is like having an idiot suddenly stand up in a nightclub and say, "I, Young Master Zhang, will pay for the whole thing."

This is truly delightful!

"Bring it!"

As Hu Yunying was happily weighing the silver in her hand, she saw Zhang Zhengdao stretch out his hand towards her.

"What to bring?"

Hu Yunying subconsciously tucked the silver behind her back.

Guo Lanying, on the other hand, obediently handed her silver to Zhang Zhengdao: "Brother Daoist, here you go. I have food and lodging provided at the Daoist temple, so I don't need any silver. You can have it all!"

Zhang Zhengdao accepted it and was moved.

What a lovely girl.

"It's for your own good to deposit your money with me!"

Zhang Zhengdao spoke earnestly and patiently.

"No, this is money I earned!" Hu Yunying was stubborn.

“Let me tell you, you only earned this five taels of silver because of me. If I hadn’t given you this platform, could you have earned so much money? People, don’t forget your roots. What’s the difference between you and an ungrateful bastard? Only when the Taoist temple prospers can you earn more silver and deposit it with me…”

Hu Yunying stubbornly replied, "I won't."

"Listen to me, I'll keep it for you first, and then I'll withdraw it when you need it... It's like depositing it in a bank... a money exchange! How about that?"

Hu Yunying's eyes darted around: "It's not impossible. This money is for my husband, as long as you agree..."

"Pooh!"

Before Zhang Zhengdao could speak, the ghost woman Shu Baimei floated out and spat at Hu Yunying.