Chapter 85 Gao Minghan

The sophomore donkey, also known as Gao Minghan, was acquired by his father who had passed the examination of scholar.

The original intention is to hope that the son will become a dragon, and the ancestors will be honored.

Unexpectedly, this son understood the Four Books and Five Classics through seven apertures and six apertures, but he didn't understand anything.

His father died early, and his mother doted on him, so he spends money like running water, and has all kinds of bad habits all over the place.

Not only did he go to the county to listen to music and meet prostitutes twice in three days, but he also taught others to spend a lot of money to be a kiln sister.

The hundreds of acres of paddy fields accumulated by the ancestors were lost in just ten years, even his wife and daughter were lost.

If it weren't for the help from the same village, the gangsters in the gambling shop could still leave half of the blue tiles for his family.

However, Gao Minghan, who had ruined his family business, still remained stubborn. Either he stole the chicken from Lizheng's house today, or he touched two handfuls of pickled vegetables from the old uncle's house tomorrow.

The reason is that people hate dogs. If his crying and blind old lady went door to door to plead for him, he would have been kicked out of the village long ago.

"It's weird to say that, just a few days ago, this kid suddenly said that he dug up the money buried by the father from the ground, which was more than 100 taels of silver. Not only did he pay off the foreign debts, but he also refurbished the house."

"Nowadays I don't gamble or have sex with prostitutes, and I just read books at home all day long."

"Hey Taoist priest, you said that He Bo is really so effective, why don't I go to worship the old man too?"

Old Man Gao laughed, but his tone was quite disapproving.

"If there is no means of earning a living for such a family business accumulated by the predecessors, even a thousand dollars will be exhausted. In the eyes of the poor, the old layman is diligent and responsible, which is the long-term solution."

Li Yan echoed Gao Laosi's thoughts, but quickly calculated the unreasonable things in his mind.

The first is the origin of the money. If it is true that the old man buried it for his children in case the family was in trouble, he would definitely tell his relatives.

According to the temperament of the old lady doting on her only son, Gao Minghan had squandered it long ago, so how could she stay until today.

Reminiscent of his talk with Daoist Qingxu, I'm afraid it's just the so-called floating fortune that He Bo let him make.

It's just that the conditions put forward by the other party were too harsh, and Gao Minghan failed to meet them, so he sought Qingyang Guan's hand in such a panic.

Furthermore, the country is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change.

Li Yan didn't believe that a prodigal son who sold his wife and daughter would change his ways and study hard at home from then on.

When this kind of guy gets money, the first thing he should do is to rekindle his life and go to squander it again. If he is asked to sit quietly at home and study, it may be more uncomfortable than death.

Then I thought of the strange smell repeatedly mentioned by Daoist Qingxu.

It seems that the root of everything lies in that He Bo.

I hope the art of qi, as long as I visit the Gao family, all the truth will naturally come to light.

Seeing that it was getting late, Li Yan immediately made up his mind, tonight——

Meditate peacefully, and then go to Qingyang Temple when the city gate opens tomorrow morning, and find out the truth with Taoist Master Qingxu.

As for visiting Gao's house alone at night, it doesn't exist. Just hearing the description of this family is very wrong. I am just a little Taoist who has only just started practicing qi, and I will do this kind of thing if I lose my mind.

……

Gaojia Village is not very big, Li Yan just walked dozens of steps, and he was considered to have entered the village.

Suddenly, the land is flat and open, and the houses are like mulberry and bamboo in the fertile field.

The traffic on the rice paddies, the chicken and the dog hear each other.

Among them, the crops and crops, the clothes of men and women are all ordinary peasants, and they have a sense of leisure and leisure.

Old man Gao's home is at the west end of the village. There are three thatched huts side by side, where an old couple and a son live in two families.

"Old lady, look who has come to our house?"

Before entering the door, old man Gao has already shouted boldly.

"The old man screams so loudly, and the old woman is not deaf yet!"

In the back room, an old woman whose temples were also grayed by the wind and frost came out, glared at her husband, saw Li Yanfu changed into a smiling face again, and hurried up to greet her.

"Which family is this youngster? He is so handsome. He is the head of the Tao at a young age. It's really amazing!"

The old lady is a devout layman, and she would go to Qingyang Temple in the city to pay homage to the old man Xuanjun on weekdays during the slack.

Now seeing a living Taoist priest who was being dishonored, who wanted to spend the night at home, he was in a hurry to go into the house and clean it up to make room for Li Yan.

Li Yan refused for a long time but failed, so he could only let the old man have his way.

Dinner was home-grown vegetables in the field, served with a bowl full of beans and rice, and a plate of pickled radishes, which was specially brought out for Li Yan.

Originally, the old lady wanted to catch a hen that was laying eggs in the family and kill it. Li Yan repeatedly said that he was good at fasting grains and didn't eat meat, so the old man regretted giving up.

Unable to resist the kindness of the old man, Li Yan could only finish a large bowl of beans and rice.

Beans and rice are rough and difficult to swallow, but the body of a monk is comparable to that of a great master, who doesn't have a mouthful of copper and iron teeth, and some food is turned into strands of qi and blood into the body within a short time.

As the night darkened, a crescent moon hung high above the branches.

Li Yan sat on the wooden bed, closed his eyes, and meditated, as if he didn't hear anything outside the window.

Unknowingly when, the leaky window paper suddenly cast a strange shadow, and a withered claw covered with fish scales was silently probing into the house.

However, for some reason, in the end, he still didn't pierce the layer of window paper, which was easy to break, and flinched back again.

In the early morning of the next day, when the first ray of sunlight passed through the clouds, it sprinkled evenly on the earth.

Li Yan had already woken up from his trance, and set foot on the official road leading to Shuofang City early.

Of course, he was not unaware of what happened last night.

As long as the opponent dared to take another step forward, Li Yan would make a decisive decision and cut off its claws with his sword. Fortunately, nothing happened overnight.

After surviving the crisis, Li Yan left some money to the old man's family, and went to the city to find the Taoist priest Qingxu.

The other party's guess was really good, there were indeed signs of monsters haunting Lishui County.

……

When it came time to open the gates of Kaicheng, Li Yan easily passed the inspection of the guards with a single page of Taoism.

Naturally, what he took was not the Dao disk of Xunfeng Temple, but the Taoist disk of Qingyang Temple that Taoist Master Qingxu sent to the temple together with the letter.

As a large temple with a radius of hundreds of miles, the guards naturally dare not say anything to the young Gao Xiu in front of him.

After a while, Li Yan found Qingyang Guanqian.

As soon as the disciples guarding the gate saw his clothes, their eyes lit up, and before Li Yan could introduce himself, one of them hurried back to the audience.

Before Li Yan was made to wait long, an old Taoist who was also wearing the Xunfengguan Tibetan Qingduo Taoist robe came out.

Seeing the young Taoist in front of him, his expression darkened at first, but he quickly restrained his emotions and made a warm salute to Li Yan.

"The poor Taoist is pure and empty, I don't know the name of this fellow Taoist?"

"Poverty Daoist Shenxuan, I have met Daoist Brother Qingxu."

 Two more complete, sleepy sleepy!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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