It's not easy being a master

After listening to Fang Qing's words, Shi Yi'an felt more and more the hypocrisy of He Xiangu who was lying on the ground. Shi Yi'an pushed away the people around him and stood over, staring at He Xiangu who was lying on the ground and said: " What kind of fairy girl are you, running the train with your mouth full, is there any truth in your mouth?"

After all, He Xiangu is an old magic stick, she was not provoked by Shi Yi'an at all, she just smiled kindly, that kind of superior demeanor decisively killed Shi Yi'an's meanness in seconds.

"Young people, it is inevitable that there will be different opinions. If you don't believe it, don't believe it." He coughed twice, helped the young man next to him and continued, "Send my old lady back, cough cough, the future of your village Don't bother my old lady anymore, I can't take care of it anymore."

He Xiangu is an old Jianghu, although she may be far inferior to Shi Yi'an in terms of real skills, but she is a good player in manipulating people's hearts, and defeated the aggressive Shi Yi'an with just a few strokes.Believe it or not, I believe it anyway. It's like Shi Yi's reassurance that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

Seeing that He Xiangu was about to leave, Shi Yi'an rubbed his nose and said suddenly: "Xianggu, in fact, I am not questioning your profession, but I am questioning your ability. As a celestial master, I am I want to challenge you."

He Xiangu stopped after taking two steps, turned her head to look at Shi Yi'an and said with a soft smile, "Tianshi, there are not many young people who are willing to learn metaphysics. In the future, sooner or later, this world will belong to You young people, don't be in a hurry."

The implication was to turn Shi Yi'an's challenge into a provocation from the ignorant juniors.

After that, He Xiangu didn't intend to stay at all, she looked weak on the surface, but her legs and feet were more agile than healthy people, hurriedly got into the car, and slipped away.Shi Yi'an couldn't rush up and forcefully hold He Xiangu there, but could only watch He Xiangu walk away.

On the way back to the orchard, the three people who had their own concerns did not make a sound along the way.

Shi Yi'an has always been going smoothly since he came down from the mountain, and he basically didn't suffer any losses. This time he suffered a dull loss, and the other party was not the kind of invisible ghost, but a living, nothing-to-be The country crone of culture.

Back in the orchard, Shi Yi'an couldn't sit still, he would think wildly when he was free, so he helped Fang Qing take photos of the adopted fruit trees in the orchard.When the two of them walked under one of the trees, he suddenly saw a grayish-yellow animal with its paws curled upright, standing upright behind the tree and looking at them. The little thing had a black face. Yes, there are two white hairs on the two small ears, and two small black round eyes are shining.

"What kind of animal is that?" Shi Yi'an asked Fang Qing.

Fang Qing glanced at it and said, "Weasel, there are many big and small weasels in the village, but everyone in the village says weasels can't be beaten, so we can only let these little things run around in the village."

"So it's Huang Daxian'er, sorry for your disrespect." Shi Yi'an bowed to the weasel, his tone full of jokes.

"Huang Daxian?"

Seeing the weasel running away, Shi Yi'an withdrew his attention and explained with a smile: "It's the demon fairy. According to folklore, all animals with high spirituality can be cultivated into demon immortals, and the most famous one is the fox. There are five kinds of yellow, white, willow and gray, and the yellow is the weasel."

"Huang is a weasel. I can understand a fox. It's a fox. What are those white willows and ash?" Fang Qing asked.

"The white fairy is a hedgehog, the willow fairy is a snake, and the gray fairy is a mouse. Among the animals, these animals are easier to cultivate into a fairy." Shi Yi'an said while playing with the immature one in his hand. little apple.

"Uh. Can they really become immortals? I think it's like a fairy tale." Fang Qing still didn't quite believe it.

After all, Fang Qing is an ordinary person who has never seen ghosts and gods, and it is normal not to believe in them, so Shi Yian smiled and said: "I have never seen demons and immortals, but these little things are indeed human. It is relying on raising this small animal to inquire about news, saying that—”

Shi Yi'an said that this place suddenly stopped moving, and slapped his thigh and cursed: "I'll go."

"Master?" Fang Qing was taken aback by Shi Yi'an's sudden movement.

"Fang Qing, do you know where Aunt He Xiangu lives?" Shi Yi'an asked.

Fang Qing froze there, nodded nervously and said, "I know."

"Let's go to He Xiangu's house together. She has already sent people to our territory to provoke us. If we don't go to her territory, we can't justify it."

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He Xiangu lived on the top of a small mountain. There was no road leading to the top of the mountain, so she had to park her car by the side of the road and hike up the mountain.On the way up the mountain, Shi Yi'an saw a lot of weasels in the bushes on both sides looking at them. Seeing these weasels, Shi Yi'an was sure that he came to the right place.

When Shi Yian walked with sore legs and waist, he finally reached the top of the mountain. There was a small courtyard on the top of the mountain. Although it was not gorgeous, it was very elegant. In the middle of the courtyard was a crabapple tree. A square stone table with three tea bowls on it.It appears to be for them.

Shi Yi'an and Lang Shu walked in without calling anyone, and sat directly at the table.Lang Shu sat on the seat of Shi Yi'an's left hand, lifted the lid of the tea bowl, and began to drink tea.

"I don't know what you two want to ask here." He Xiangu came out and asked with a smile.

"I want to ask, where did you come from, He Xiangu, and what kind of master can teach you such a nonsense apprentice!" Shi Yi'an didn't bother to pretend to be stupid with her, and spoke sharply and sarcastically.

"Young fellow Daoist has a lot of temper." He Xiangu continued to put on the look of an adult who doesn't remember the past of a villain, and answered Shi Yi'an's question, "The old lady doesn't have any masters, but she just learned Taoism from her husband for a few years. Fa, but my husband's famous family of celestial masters, five generations of descendants of the master's family, was considered a little famous during his lifetime."

"Ah." Shi Yi'an opened his mouth for a long time, and finally uttered the word "ah." He no longer knew how to reply to her.Shi Yi'an himself is the successor of the five belts of the Shi family.Although he knew that He Xiangu was using the banner of Shi's family to deceive people at this moment, Shi Yi'an didn't know how to expose her, so he could only stare at He Xiangu in a daze.

He Xiangu looked at Shi Yi'an, who was already stunned, and smiled triumphantly.

At this time, the weasel had been rushing in from outside the yard. Seeing Shi Yi'an and Lang Shu beside the stone table, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, then turned around and was about to run away.

"It's okay, we are all colleagues, come and talk." Now that everyone has spread out, He Xiangu no longer hides, and directly calls Huang Shuolang to come and talk.Of course weasels can't speak human language, one person and one animal, face to face, chirping a few words, He Xiangu waved the weasel and sent the weasel away.

The weasel had just rushed out when he saw a man rushing in with a quilt rolled up, followed by three people, each of them was panting and sweating profusely, and it looked like they were running all the way up.As soon as the man entered the door, he ran towards He Xiangu, out of breath, and said, "Xianggu, Xiangu, please save my child."

He Xiangu had heard the news from the weasel a long time ago, and she didn't panic. She took the child in a leisurely manner, and then put the child on the stone table. Then he shook his head seriously.

Shi Yi'an, who was standing outside the crowd, had his nostrils twitching, as if he could smell a faint corpse odor coming from his swaddling clothes.The parents of this child are really good. They came to ask for help after the child had died and started to stink, and they actually asked a fairy for help.

He Xiangu rolled her eyes in the crowd, waved her hands and fanned herself for a long time, finally stopped, and said solemnly: "This child has reached the end of his lifespan, and the old lady can't do anything about it."

"Impossible, Xiangu, show me again, as long as it can save her life, we are willing to pay as much as you want." The man was so anxious that his head was sweating, and his eyes were filled with deep despair.

He Xiangu shook her head and said: "It's not about the money, you should leave, we can only save the living, but not the dead."

The man was unwilling to leave with the child in his arms, and after being rejected by the hospital doctor, this was his last straw.

Seeing the anxious look of this man, Shi Yi'an felt that he didn't look like those irresponsible parents. Shi Yi'an suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he peeled off the crowd and walked in. The child lying in the swaddle seemed to be asleep. The same thing happened, Shi Yi'an pushed away the teacup on the table, turned the direction of the child, stretched out his hand to tear off the swaddle, pinched the child's cheek with his middle finger and index finger, squeezed the child's mouth, leaned over and sniffed and asked: " Why did your child die after death, and why?"

The man looked numbly at Xiangu and then at Shi Yi'an, wiped his sweat and said, "Two hours ago, the child was just born in the hospital, and we watched the child die suddenly. The doctor said that the child was in normal health, and they didn’t know why the child died suddenly, Daxian, Daxian, can you save my child.”

Shi Yi'an shook his head and said in a low voice: "It can't be saved, your child's soul has been stolen, and the body has already begun to decompose, and within twelve hours it will rot into a pile, even if you send the child to It’s useless in the morgue. I advise you not to wait any longer, but to cremate it quickly, otherwise, it would be too cruel for you to watch the child rot.”