You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 208: Parting is for a better reunion

"Old man, when did you know about this?"

"When I saw the Taoist priest's appearance in the capital yesterday, I had a rough idea in my mind. Later, I went to ask him where his temple was, and then I was finally sure."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Isn't this because you didn't find the opportunity?"

Guan Jinping was really angry and wanted to reach out and pinch Yan Wangsheng, but she was too embarrassed to do so in front of Zuo Chen, so she could only stare at him.

Yan Wangsheng whistled towards the sky.

Zuo Chen was also a little helpless: "I don't have the corresponding memory, and there is no conclusion on this matter now."

No conclusion?

Then I wouldn’t dare to do anything rash.

After simplifying the Taoist scriptures in one night, Guan Jinping felt that Zuo Chen's level was probably about the same as that of the capital...

No, it’s much stronger!
Guan Jinping didn't know what to say to Zuo Chen, so she could only hold the Dao Sutra tightly in her arms and bow deeply to him:
"I am an old woman with a dull mind, and I am afraid it is difficult for me to understand the truth."

"You don't have to force yourself to be a Taoist. It is true that it can prolong your life."

Zuo Chen smiled.

His simplified Taoist scripture is easy to get started with. These two old men started practicing late, so their upper limit is definitely not that high, but it is not difficult to extend their lifespan for a few more years.

Seeing that it was getting brighter, Zuo Chen called Caiyi and Zhu Laoba and asked Caiyi to fetch the bamboo basket. Then he waved his hand at the thick books on the table, and a breeze blew up.

The books flew into the air like birds and beasts, spread their wings and flew gracefully, then whirled into the bamboo basket on all sides, like baby pigeons returning to their nests.

In the blink of an eye, all the books were put into the small bamboo basket.

The two old people were also greatly enlightened.

The magic of accepting objects is common, but such a magical and fairy-like magic of accepting objects is indeed rare.

After getting back on the donkey cart, Guan Jinping rode the horse and reached out to Yan Wangsheng, but Yan Wangsheng smiled and waved his hand:

"I've been out for too long. If I don't go back, the people in the library will start to get suspicious."

"You damn old man, you want to leave right after I finished speaking." Guan Jinping's face also darkened, as if she wanted to hit him as soon as she pulled her hand back.

Yan Wangsheng chuckled, suddenly reached into his bosom, took out a stick of incense, and put it into Guan Jinping's hand.

Guan Jinping took it and looked at it, only to find that it was a stick of top-quality thousand-mile message incense.

"This is my personal incense. You can talk to me when you light it. I prepared it specially before I came out this time. I didn't know who to give it to at that time. I didn't expect that it would be delivered to the right person today."

"You're such a smooth talker."

Guan Jinping snorted, but still carefully took out her handkerchief from her arms, wrapped the incense stick around again and again, and then put it in her arms, as if she was afraid of damaging it.

After doing all this, he looked at the old man and said:
"After I am safely born in Prince Jing's place, I will find time to visit you in Kyoto."

"Then there will definitely be a banquet."

After the two finished talking, they were still somewhat reluctant to leave, but in the end they didn't stay for long.

This time we will be apart for a short time before we meet again.

Yan Wangsheng waved goodbye and turned to leave.

When I looked at his back again, he no longer looked like a weathered old beggar, but rather like a gentleman who was well-read in scriptures. Even his tattered clothes could not conceal his elegance.

Looking at Yan Wangsheng's back, Guan Jinping breathed a long sigh of relief. Putting her hand on her chest, she could touch the long incense stick wrapped in a handkerchief.

He also rode forward and left with Zuo Chen and his companions.

……

Yan Wangsheng did not leave Xiguan City immediately.

He first went to a clothing store, took out a few taels of silver under the shopkeeper's puzzled gaze, and asked the shopkeeper to pick out a clean scholar's coat for him.

It took some time to change clothes. When he came out again, Yan Wangsheng was wearing a set of Confucian clothes again. He had transformed from the old beggar into a bright and handsome gentleman. The owner of the clothing shop was so shocked that he almost dropped his jaw.

Yan Wangsheng thought the clothes were nice, so he gave some extra change as a tip. Then he walked from house to house along Xiguancheng Street, and finally found a small courtyard at a not-so-bustling street corner.

Without knocking, he walked straight in, and soon reached the master bedroom.

I saw that the window of the master bedroom was still half-covered, and I could vaguely hear snoring from inside.

Reach out and push open the window.

I saw Wei Shu sleeping soundly on the bed.

I also saw him frowning and rolling back and forth, as if he had a nightmare.

This morning, Zuo Chen told Yan Wangsheng about the prescription he had given to Wei Shu. Yan Wangsheng wanted to come and see whether this young man who had been poisoned for a long time had successfully overcome his mental illness.

But for now...

I guess it’s a bit difficult.

After thinking about it, Yan Wangsheng simply pulled a chair over and sat next to him waiting.

I picked up a book and read it casually.

After waiting for half a day, I suddenly saw a young man in luxurious clothes walking towards the gate of the yard. He walked hurriedly and quickly, with an anxious look on his face.

But even so, it is difficult to conceal his nobleness.

Yan Wangsheng put down the book in his hand.

Sure enough, someone came.

The young man who was walking quickly also saw Yan Wangsheng reading in the yard, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Immediately bow to Yan Wangsheng:
"Uncle Yan."

Yan Wangsheng glanced at the young man and looked him up and down: "Are you an outsider from the library?"

"Yes." The young man said, "I checked the incense this morning and found that Brother Wei was not in good condition, so I came to look for him. Do you know what happened to him?"

"Here he lies."

Yan Wangsheng moved aside, and the young man saw Wei Shu struggling in pain on the bed.

He hurried over to Wei Shu, his face full of horror:

"This? Could it be that Brother Wei has been beset by some kind of magic?"

"I really don't know. I passed by here this morning and thought about visiting Wei Xiaoyou, but when I saw him, he was already like this."

The young man was in a panic and didn't know how to place Wei Shu.

He simply sighed and said:
"Uncle Yan, I'm going to rent a fast horse and take Brother Wei back to Kyoto. Please continue to watch over Brother Wei for a while."

"it is good."

After seeing the young man finish his work in a hurry, Yan Wangsheng's gaze fell on Wei Shu again.

From a distance, Yan Wangsheng seemed to see the young boy who had come to him to ask for study a long time ago.

"He was still mentally normal at that time."

Yan Wangsheng sighed.

He came here today, actually hoping to see Wei Shu wake up and regain his spirits.

Unfortunately, it is too late to reverse what has been done, as Wei Shu has gone too far down this path.

I just hope this kid can look back and see the way back that the gentleman has left for him.

……

Guan Jinping, who was riding a horse, felt a little lonely for a while, but then she regained her spirits.

Seeing that she has returned to her normal state, Caiyi beside her teased:

"Not lost anymore?"

"No, I'm not disappointed." Guan Jinping said, "We're not young anymore, so how can we still have so much passion? Besides, the separation won't last forever, so I can go find him when the time comes."

"I will also be going to Kyoto soon." Zuo Chen said, "We can go together then."

"Thank you for your help, sir."

"It's not a big deal." When Zuo Chen said this, his expression became a little strange:

"Actually, I gave you this booklet hoping that you two would practice together, but I didn't expect that he would go back to Kyoto first."

"It shouldn't be a problem to practice two days later, right?"

Guan Jinping immediately became nervous.

"It's really nothing... The first step of my booklet is to breathe and rejuvenate. If you practice alone for three months, I'm afraid there will be significant changes in your appearance..."

Guan Jinping: “?”

"After all, this is a technique designed specifically for the elderly, so I added some aspects of physiognomy. Practicing it can make you look a lot younger."

Zuo Chen also coughed lightly.

Guan Jinping didn't know what to say for a moment.

“How young can you be by the end?”

"Whatever your heart desires, whatever your thoughts reach, I don't know exactly how young you will become, it depends on your thoughts."

Hearing this, Guan Jinping couldn't help but have a strange picture in her mind:

A few months later, a beautiful girl ran into the library and grabbed Yan Wangsheng...

Would the old man be so frightened that his heart stopped beating on the spot?
Seeing that Guan Jinping stopped talking, Zuo Chen did not continue to talk to her, but looked at the small pile of objects on the cart.

These are all immortal heritages collected by returnees, and it is said that the functions of most of them are unknown.

In the past, it was always handed over to the capital for appraisal, but now this job falls to Zuo Chen.

He was curious though.

What kind of objects would the immortals have left behind?

(End of this chapter)