Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 527. 526. Fear
"Master Chunfeng?"

Hearing someone looking for him at the door, when Cui Bo came out again, he saw Li Chunfeng again.

"Fu Sheng Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao has met Steward Cui."

Compared with yesterday, today's Li Chunfeng seems to be less nervous than yesterday.Even the gesture of greeting him is much more natural.

But seeing him like this, Tribo sighed again in his heart.

There are all kinds of emotions in this sigh, but the most talked about...maybe regret.

In the morning, he saw the young lady embroidering a sachet.

The kind that's double-lined inside and out.

During the embroidery, the safety talisman folded into a triangle was next to the sachet. When he saw it, the young lady was fitting the talisman to size...

The meaning is self-evident.

A peace talisman is nothing unusual.

But if you have to embroider it in a sachet and carry it with you, the meaning behind it is worth thinking about.

So what is this?

Aside from the so-called savior, the two of them are... Lang Youqing, concubine interested?

If it was an ordinary woman, Tribo might still be very happy.

But the problem is...

Ugh.

There was another sigh from the bottom of my heart, but I didn't show any emotion on the surface:
"Master Chunfeng came here today, but what's the matter?"

"Ok!"

Li Chunfeng nodded, first took out a note from his arms and said:
"Steward Cui, this is a prescription. My teacher once said that the decoction on this prescription is decocted with water, and it has a good effect on viscera and internal injuries. Please pass it on to Layman Cui."

Hearing this, Tribo politely took the note, but didn't care much.

It's not that the Cui family doesn't have their own doctor, not to mention that Taoist Sun also gave a prescription, the prescription of a first-grade alchemist must be better than yours, right?

But he still said:
"Thank you, Master Chunfeng, for your kindness."

"Don't dare."

Li Chunfeng shook his head quickly, but what happened next was a little weird.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But I don't know how to say it.

For a while, that sense of embarrassment returned again.

Seeing this, Tribo asked:
"Is there anything else, Daoist?"

"Uh……"

He opened his mouth again, and the Taoist, who still had a childish look between his brows, was like a ball that had been punctured. For some reason, it leaked air.

A trace of annoyance gradually appeared on his face.

But in his mouth, he said in a very social way:

"It's all right, there is housekeeper Laucui, and the poor will go back first."

After talking about Jishou, amid Cui Bo's farewell sound of "Farewell to Taoist Master Chunfeng", the Taoist, who seemed a little annoyed when walking, left Cui's house step by step.

Tribo just didn't even look at the prescription, and turned his head back after putting it in his sleeve.

But he didn't see it. When he was about to turn the corner, the Taoist suddenly turned his head... stared at the gate of the county magistrate's mansion for a moment... as if he was struggling with something.

Finally, he stomped his feet suddenly, turned around and walked in another direction.

……

The old grandson handles the medicinal materials very carefully, and Li Zhen believes that he has a lot of credit for this.

After all... If he doesn't make trouble, the ancestral grave of Lord Yao's family will be smoked.

Cui's family took good care of them. Today, when they delivered lunch, they also sent a basket of mulberries.The taste was sour and sweet. After confirming that Sun Simiao didn't need his help, he sat at the stone table and ate mulberries.

As for Lao Suntou's words of "eat less, be careful of nosebleeds from kidney fire", he is purely farting.

Our old Li is a vajra pillar, okay?

How could it be possible to get angry!

If your old grandson doesn't eat it, then it must be kidney deficiency.

The void is not compensated.

Hey, let's envy our old Li~
With a basket of mulberries and a pot of good tea, the leisurely time in the afternoon made him forget all his troubles, and even couldn't help but started humming Xipi Liushui.

There is no way, the sound of Lao Suntou's guillotine knife is too rhythmic.

"Buzz~buzz~buzz~buzz~"

"Hey~long dong~long dong 咩咩~jun lord~the etiquette is too bad to be a joke! We are a good family~..."

"..."

When the unheard ditty came out of Li Zhen's mouth, Sun Simiao, who was depressed, looked up at the Taoist priest who was leaning on his chin, tilting his head and closing his eyes, humming...

Didn't say anything, just picked up his bowl of cold tea, and after drinking it, he picked out two mulberries from the basket and threw them into the bowl, made another cup for himself, and continued to sit there. Continue to be busy in the unfamiliar ditty.

Time seemed to stand still in the courtyard.

Only this and that have the same rhythm, but the humming sounds of many stories have changed, echoing the steady friction sound of the guillotine knife.

In the rippling Buddha spirit in this courtyard, it looks comfortable and safe.

But the Enron didn't last long.

Suddenly, the humming stopped.

Li Zhen opened his eyes and saw Li Chunfeng standing at the door.

Blinking, he thought he was dazzled.

Then, surprises surfaced on his face:
"How did you come?"

"..."

Taking everything in the courtyard into his eyes, Li Chunfeng suddenly didn't want to come in.

Always feel a little awkward.

But Li Zhen ignored him, and looked at Sun Simiao instead:

"That's him. Yin Lei's."

"...!"

Sun Simiao was taken aback.

Immediately, he squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the Taoist priest who was standing at the door but did not come in.

But Li Zhen just turned around and waved at him:

"Come, come, come and drink tea."

He had a good impression of the kid.

Anyway, he is also a famous person in history, not to mention... Apart from the fact that this kid likes to hold it, he really can't find any faults in other aspects.

I can understand the spirit of a teenager.

But after hearing this, Li Chunfeng seemed even more hesitant.

Seeing this, Li Zhen pointed at the basket again:
"There are still mulberries. Hurry up, what do you need from me?"

If you say this, if you don't respond, it's really rude.

So, with a look of hesitation on his face, the little Taoist entered the door, but he didn't come to the courtyard. Instead, he stood at the end of the corridor at the door, looked at Li Zhen, and said in a hesitant tone:

"Pindao...Pindao has something...I want...to talk to the Taoist priest. Also...please take a step to talk."

"Why do you pay back to your mother-in-law? If you have something to say, just say it."

Li Zhen rolled his eyes and pointed at Sun Simiao:

"This is not an outsider, you have to call him Senior Brother, you know? He is Sun Simiao, a first-grade alchemist who used to be Lao Junguan, and your master taught him personally."

"...?"

Li Chunfeng subconsciously looked at Sun Simiao, with doubts in his eyes.

Seeing that Li Zhen had given up his background, Sun Simiao didn't hide it, but nodded openly:
"Miaoying Pingdao, once worshiped under the old master Guan Guoshi. Although the national teacher didn't accept the poor Taoist as an apprentice, most of his skills were taught by the national teacher. It doesn't matter to call the poor Taoist brother."

"Wonderful response?..."

Li Chunfeng thought for a while, then politely bowed his hands:
"Chunfeng met Senior Brother Miaoying."

"Old Sun, your name is Miaoying? That Miao? The second next to the word He or the second next to the female character?... If it is next to the word He, then your name is quite unique... Ouch~"

A slice of medicinal material that had been chopped off was bounced on the forehead by the old grandson.

Li Zhen rubbed his forehead speechlessly, then turned his head and said to Li Chunfeng:

"Hear it, there is no outsider, what do you need to ask me? Just tell me."

Facing the "flirting" between the two, Li Chunfeng became more and more embarrassed.

Hearing his words, Adam's apple started to move again.

Now, Sun Simiao stopped working, and the two of them stared straight at him.

Finally, Li Chunfeng couldn't stand being watched, and unconsciously looked away, and asked:
"In the past few days...why...didn't see Daoist, you...go to the county magistrate's mansion?"

"?"

Li Zhen looked puzzled:
"Why am I going to the county magistrate's mansion?"

"Just... look at that injured Layman Cui..."

"Injured...who? Cui Wei?"

"It's Caiwei."

Hearing that Li Zhen called the wrong name, Li Chunfeng suddenly said seriously.

But immediately felt something was wrong again, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

"Uh……"

Li Zhen frowned suddenly.

But Sun Simiao seemed to understand it all at once, and his brows were also frowned.

He saw something, but it was the same as the reason why the shopkeeper of the Cui family came here in the morning.

See through, but don't tell the truth.

Some things are better understood than others.

Originally, he planned this way, but things backfired, but he forgot what kind of Taoist priest was sitting next to him.

I saw that Li Zhen was just like Bai Ding, with his eyes open and a look of ignorance on his face:

"What's the matter with her? Isn't her injury not serious? It's not that the Cui family doesn't have a doctor, so it's good to rest and recuperate. Why go to see her? Do you understand whether a man and a woman will kiss or not? She is recuperating in the boudoir, so I go to see it? It's you Crazy or am I crazy?"

"..."

"..."

Not to mention Li Chunfeng, even Sun Laodao couldn't help turning his head to look at him now.

Maverick nose, this child's story is about to be written on his face.

Aren't you smart?How could you say such...a fool's words?

but……

Seeing that the Taoist priest seemed to have lost his mind, he couldn't understand human words.As a senior, Sun Simiao had gradually figured out the intentions of this junior who met him for the first time, and for no reason, Sun Simiao thought of the national teacher who specially came to see him a few days ago.

In fact, he has never figured out what the national teacher is after.

From the beginning, I didn't understand.And as his status in Laojunguan became higher and higher, in the dark, he had an unexplained pursuit of the national teacher, and he felt more fear for no reason.

This is another reason why he departed from the concept of Laojun.

He is really not clear, and it is precisely because of this unclear that he feels fear.

The old grandson didn't think there was anything wrong with cultivators having fear. People, if there is no fear in their hearts, then they are fearless.

And when a person is fearless, there is nothing in the world that can restrain him.

At that time, no one can predict what the result will be.

So for so many years, he has always maintained fear, and that awe of fear.

But now, after seeing the direct disciple of the national teacher with his own eyes, he inevitably had doubts.

The national teacher is not the one who accepts disciples at will.

Accepting this... a disciple whose Dao heart is still not pure, but teaching the Thunder Law, why?
He couldn't figure it out.

The national teacher's thoughts are too deep.

Deep as the sea.

Why he accepts apprentices, I can't figure it out.However, it did not prevent him from suddenly feeling an urge to help Li Chunfeng.

And the root cause of this urge is simple.

Know love, know love.

It is people.

And as long as he is human, he will not become a "monster" like the national teacher.

At this point, Sun Simiao felt...

I should help myself.

At such a young age, he has mastered Leifa, needless to say about his talent.

Not to mention too much, 20 years, 30 years later, if there is another national teacher in this world...

He doesn't care what other people think.

But here, he always felt that it was not a good thing.

then……

"Where do you come from so much nonsense?"

Without hesitation, he chose to stand up for the younger brother, put down the work in his hand, stood up, patted the dirt on his body, looked at Li Chunfeng and said:
"Just right, I'm going to see Miss Cui's injury, let's go together."

After speaking, she turned her head and looked at Li Zhen:

"Look at Xuanzang carefully, you know?"

"...???"

No, what do you take Pindao for?

Li Zhen rolled his eyes speechlessly.

(End of this chapter)