False propaganda, tricked me into cultivating immortals

The first time I saw Taoist Changwuzi was the prophecy capital on the day the city was broken.The scourge of war seems to be forever cut off by a strong city wall.

Today the master came out of school early, at three o'clock, he told him to put down his books, saying that there was a visitor at home, and his father asked him to see him.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the guest.

A middle-aged man who is neither tall nor burly, with an unshaven beard, is sitting in the courtyard drinking tea slowly.He is a bit hunchbacked, but he doesn't look wretched and ugly when viewed from a distance, on the contrary, he looks a bit daft and immortal.

——Perhaps it was because he was dressed in white.

The courtyard of the Shen family is small and exquisite, and a gardener is specially invited to take care of it. It is now April, and it is the time when the garden is full of colorful flowers and spring colors.A large area of ​​plain white is suddenly inserted in such a sea of ​​purples and reds, which is very eye-catching.

Shen Wu hadn't seen such a person before, thinking that the master specially asked him to come out early for this person, a little vague awe rose in his heart, and his small body couldn't help but straighten up.

He walked over solemnly and greeted his father who was sitting across from him with a serious face. Father Shen pulled him and said:

"This is Daoist Changwuzi."

With great respect, Shen Wu bowed to him, his eyes fell on the sleeves of the other party, and he accidentally took a closer look.

At this glance, I feel wrong: Why is the Taoist priest's clothes mixed with other colors? Could it be that it got dirty somewhere?

Shen Wu was surprised, his eyes stared at that piece of sleeve, after pondering for a long time, he realized that the variegated color on the Taoist priest's clothes was not scratched by dirty things at all, that was the original color of this Taoist robe.

I don't know how long it has been worn, how many times it has been washed, or whether it was dyed carelessly when the material was dyed, and the color has faded to this point.

Father Shen patted his head: "Shen Wu."

Shen Wu realized something was wrong, lowered his hands, and appeared behind his father with lowered eyebrows, but his eyes still couldn't help but glance at the Taoist's clothes.

Daoist Changwuzi was completely unconscious, and he was still doing Tai Chi with Shen's father in a fairy-like manner. Occasionally, when he looked at Shen Wu, his eyes would become extraordinarily kind.Shen Wu listened nonchalantly, and heard him say:

"...Spirit stones are everywhere in the sect, talented people come forth in large numbers, and resources are countless..."

It seems to be boasting that his family is very rich.Shen Wu glanced at the sleeve again with concern, a little worried: Why didn't he know how to change his clothes.

Shen's father asked: "Look at the teacher, what is my son's qualifications?"

When Shen Wu heard him being called, he raised his head subconsciously.He was full of Chang Wuzi's sleeve, and his eyes inevitably lost their spirits, showing a bit of naivety, just in line with Chang Wuzi's gaze.

Chang Wuzi looked at his forehead from his forehead, looked him up and down, and then replied to Father Shen:

"I see that your son has smooth cheekbones, a round and full chin, a beautiful face, clear eyes, and excellent aptitude. He is really a rare talent for cultivating Taoism."

The face of this Taoist priest is also very beautiful, but the distance between the eyes is a bit close, and the eye sockets are also deep, so there is a natural sense of melancholy and seriousness.Shen Wu asked him to look at it somberly for a while, but he couldn't hold it back, his expression also became gloomy, and his eyes were even more dull.

This scene happened to be seen by Chang Wuzi, and he added in a strange way: "Surely Mr. Shen Xiaolang is also very clever."

Shen Wu recalled what he said just now with his eyes absent minded, for some reason there was always a strong feeling of déjà vu.

Father Shen laughed and said: "Where is it, this child has been stupid since he was a child, and he will have to worry a lot about it in the future."

Shen Wu was thinking hard, and he caught a glimpse of a cluster of pink peonies from the corner of his eye, and suddenly he was blessed, and remembered where he had heard this before: it was the fortune teller on the East Street!

He still remembered that the fortune-teller said it to his sister in pink, and the original words were slightly different from what the Taoist said: "Miss, I see that your cheekbones are smooth, your chin is round and full, and your face is beautiful. You are a Wangfu look. Seeing the peach blossom looming between your brows... huh? This is a sign that you have already begun to have good luck!"

Shen Wu was completely taken aback, he felt disrespectful and disrespectful, it turned out that the Taoist priest was from the same lineage as the fortune teller!

Chang Wuzi had a troubled expression on his face: "This, the sect has its own orders for accepting disciples, Taoists really dare not make decisions without authorization."

Father Shen untied the money bag, and put it in front of him: "Master Lao, please worry."

Chang Wuzi moved the money bag into his sleeve very quickly, and continued to be in a dilemma: "There are still ways to enter the sect, but if you want to become an inner disciple, then..."

Father Shen pondered for a moment, got up and said: "Master, come with me to the treasury. If there is a need, as long as Shen can do it, he will never refuse."

He glanced at Shen Wu again, and said, "A Wu, you come here too."

Standing in the treasury, Shen Wu watched helplessly as Chang Wuzi almost emptied half of the treasury before he stopped searching contentedly. Even his naturally sad face showed an unconcealable joy at this moment .

He finally realized what, this Taoist priest came here to beat the autumn wind!

Father Shen is considered a well-known benevolent person in the prophecy, and many people from the rivers and lakes pass by here, and they will come to beat the autumn wind, which is nothing.But when people play autumn, most of them just live in Shen's residence for a few days, grab a few meals, and ask for some money when they leave.

I have never seen anyone who beats the autumn wind like Chang Wuzi!Move half of the entire treasury away!

However, Father Shen turned a blind eye to it, and even had a rare smile on his face, talking warmly with him.

The Taoist Chang Wuzi's sleeves are made of something, they are filled with so many things, but he can't see them at all, the wide sleeves are fluttering, very chic.

Chang Wuzi changed his tone again, and just patted his chest to reassure: "Even if the Taoist fights to pieces, he still wants to protect Mr. Shen Xiaolang from entering my Yanluo sect!"

Shen Wu thought confusedly and hesitantly, this person is really a liar, right?

I have never heard of any tobacco pie.

Maybe even the words that praised him just now were plagiarized lines from the East Street fortune teller.

But, how could dad not see it?

His respect, love and admiration for his father was born with him, and as he got along with each other for a long time, it became even more engraved in his bones.He struggled for a moment, his trust in his father getting the better of him, and he decided to wait and see.

However... nothing has changed.

Shen's father asked Chang Wuzi to have dinner with him, but Chang Wuzi waved his hand and refused, saying: "Shen Langjun is kind, the Taoist heart is appreciated, but the Taoist has already made a bigu, I'm afraid I don't have the good fortune to taste the delicacies of your mansion."

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, the Taoist has been out for a while, if he delays for a while, he may be punished."

Shen's father heard the meaning behind his words, was stunned for a moment, and said disappointedly: "Are you going to leave now?"

Chang Wuzi said: "It's better sooner than later, besides, Shen Langjun should understand what is going on in Chendu right now."

Father Shen was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly: "That's true."

Instead, he called Shen Wu to him, squatted down, patted his head, and said: "A Wu, this Taoist priest wants to invite you to practice in his sect, do you think it is okay?"

Shen Wu glanced at Chang Wuzi in amazement, the conscience of heaven and earth, he didn't see the slightest hint of "thinking" from the Taoist priest's face.

At this moment, he was [-]% sure that the priest was probably a liar.Why is Daddy so careless today? Isn't he afraid that he will be sold out?

He couldn't bear to embarrass his father in front of outsiders, so he said, "I'll go as soon as Daddy goes."

Father Shen sighed silently, and said: "Daddy also wants to, but it's not impossible. Ah Wu, Daddy is busy with things these days and doesn't take care of you, so you just do it, just take it as a face for Daddy, okay? "

You really won't sell me to be a two-legged sheep?Shen Wu began to be torn between his own judgment and his trust in his father.

Shen's father said again: "Don't you always like to hear Daddy tell you stories about the Penglai fairy island? The Taoist priest lives on the fairy mountain. There is another name for the fairy mountain, Penglai Xiaodongtian."

Shen Wu looked at his father hesitantly: "Really?"

"Seriously." Father Shen saw that his heart was moving, got up, took the child's hand, led him to Chang Wuzi, and said for the third time: "Master Lao, you are bothering."

Chang Wuzi held his serious and melancholy face, and said: "Taking people's money, it's right. It's getting late, the Taoist will leave first."

After finishing speaking, he took Shen Wu's hand, turned around and left.

Even though he was not tall and had a hunchback, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man. No one would think that he was weak from any angle.For some reason, a pair of hands is a bit colder than a weak person in the late spring when the weather is getting warmer.When Shen Wu was grasped by him, he felt as if he had been covered with ice. He couldn't help being shocked, and turned to look at Father Shen: "Daddy."

He sensitively grasped the word "disaster elimination" in Changwuzi's words, and thought to himself, what does this mean, who is the disaster?

Father Shen took a few steps forward: "Wait."

His voice was loud and the distance was so close, Chang Wuzi couldn't force himself to pretend he didn't hear it, so he had to turn around and look at him sadly: "Shen Lang-jun, what else can I order?"

His tone unconsciously showed a bit of haste, Shen Wu even suspected that he was a liar, and said to himself, Daddy will definitely expose you, you don't want to cheat our family of every stitch.

However, Shen's father just said: "The Taoist priest sit down for a while, Shen wants to bring some change of clothes for my son."

Shen Wu was immediately disappointed.

Chang Wuzi refused straight away: "Just buy some on the way." After speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.

Really like a charlatan.

Shen Wu held his breath, and no longer tried to wake up the fatuous Shen father, he followed him out of the city gate sullenly, raised his face and asked him: "Where are you taking me?"

Chang Wuzi said: "Go back to the Taoist's house."

"Is it smoked pie?"

Then he said, "Why have I never heard of this name before?"

There was a small tavern not far from the city, Chang Wuzi led him in without saying a word, ordered a pot of the cheapest tea, then fumbled from his sleeve, and found an old book, opened it carefully, Greeting Shen Wu: "Young Lord, let's see."

Shen Wu took a closer look, and saw that there were three big characters "Yanluopai" on the top, and a small poem at the bottom:

Flower mist and pine smoke amuse the noon smoke, and the breeze does not disperse the green flowers.With a sound of returning to the crane, the door is quiet, and people are in the small cave of Penghu. ①

The world's number one fairy gate.

It turned out to be true!

He immediately felt ashamed of his wishful prejudice and speculation, and said to himself, as expected, dad was right, how could he have such a big misunderstanding of the Taoist priest because of his different behavior from ordinary people?

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