Chapter 67
◎Qianyang's life experience and past◎
【The great filial piety in the hall. 】
[Master, please cherish me. It's rare to find such a filial disciple.]
【Hahahaha, I laughed like a pig in front of the screen.】
[Why do I feel like this little thing is taking revenge? ]
"You bastard! Say it to me again!" The old Taoist priest was immediately furious and chased after him with his whisk in hand.
"court death!"
"Ouch!" The young Taoist priest was hit by the whisk and ran back in pain. "Master, why are you hitting me? Really, really! If you don't believe me, just look!"
"I think you want to eat stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat!"
The old Taoist priest was very nimble and caught up with him in two steps.
"I'll teach you to disrespect your elders! I'll teach you to rebel! I'll beat you to death!"
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
It can be seen that the master and the disciple are always in such chaos.
Qian Yang had seen enough of the show and cleared his throat. "Hello, I'm Qian Yang."
Suddenly, the old Taoist priest in the camera stopped moving.
"Master Qianyang?"
The young Taoist priest covered his butt and said, "I told you everything, but you didn't believe me and even beat me up."
The young Taoist priest raised his phone in frustration and complained, "Master Qianyang, please don't accept me as your master. I think the eldest brother is very good. Just let me become his disciple!"
"Pa!" The old Taoist priest slapped him on the back of the head and said angrily, "Get out of here!"
"Oh..." The young Taoist priest rubbed the back of his head and reluctantly handed the phone to his master.
The old Taoist straightened his appearance and said, "Hello, Master Qianyang. I am Zhang Yu from Wuqiong Temple."
Qian Yang nodded and said, "Hello, Taoist Zhang."
Taoist Zhang's expression became nervous. He said, "Master Qianyang, please don't listen to his nonsense. I just said it casually. I didn't really mean it..."
Qianyang expressed his understanding, "I understand. It's a bit uncomfortable for me to hear someone your age call me Master."
"Ah?" Taoist Zhang was stunned for a moment, his expression visibly disappointed. "You're right, you're right. How can a man of my age call a little girl "Master"?
As he spoke, he lowered his head and sighed, "Yeah, at my age, how can I be the same as you young people?"
Qianyang: “…”
Did she say something wrong?
[Good fellow, this is not just a casual remark.]
[Hahahahaha, this Taoist priest really wants to take Qianyang as his master?]
[Qianyang: I don’t know, I feel a little guilty for some reason.]
Qianyang would sit up and slap himself twice in the middle of the night when he thought about this conversation.
"Master, what are you talking about? Yesterday you said that you were at the prime of your life, and now you're being emo again." The young Taoist priest said with a grin.
【Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter! 】
[How come you, my little disciple, are so good at spoiling things? ]
[The best time to fight, the best time to fight! ]
[Men are in their prime at 61, right?]
"Get out of the way!" Taoist Zhang kicked him and told him to sweep the floor nearby.
"Cough... cough!" Taoist Zhang covered his lips and coughed twice, then walked away with his phone, muttering, "This kid is so lucky! I haven't won anything in half a month."
Qian Yang asked, "What's the matter?"
Audiences who participate in the online lottery generally have something to ask of Qianyang.
Taoist Priest Zhang said, "Master Qianyang, let me show you around the Taoist temple first."
"OK."
Taoist Priest Zhang flipped the camera to the rear position, and a dilapidated courtyard appeared in the lens.
The courtyard wall is mottled, the stone bricks are faded, and the green tiles and pillars have cracks to varying degrees. It seems that they are very old.
"Are there only two of you in the Taoist temple?" Qianyang asked.
Taoist Zhang smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, Master Qianyang, you don't know that the decline of Xuanmen is not just a matter of recent years. If you trace it back, I'm afraid it has gradually lost its glory for a hundred years."
"Over the years, many Taoist temples have collapsed due to lack of successors."
【well. 】
【The speed of scientific development is so fast that people no longer believe in metaphysics.】
If it weren't for Master Qianyang, I wouldn't believe in metaphysics.
[Forget about metaphysics, I've never even been inside a temple.]
Qianyang pursed her lips. After going down the mountain, she indeed felt the lack of knowledge about metaphysics among the world. She believed that the situation of these disciples of the Xuanmen was not good.
"Oh!" the young Taoist priest exclaimed, "Master, our cabbages have been destroyed by wild boars again!"
Taoist Zhang glanced at him and said, "Find a way yourself."
"All right."
Taoist Zhang continued, "Master Qianyang, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but someone with mediocre talent like me is simply not suitable for practicing in the Xuanmen sect."
"To put it bluntly, if we can't make any money, we can't even afford to eat."
"Master, we're not as poor as you say. Aren't the cornfields full of food?" the little Taoist priest appeared with a grin. "I think this is pretty good too. We have food and drink, and we can even go to the mountains to pick fruit. Master, we're already content."
Taoist Zhang's eyebrows twitched and he raised the whisk in his hand. The little Taoist's face immediately changed, he turned his head and started sweeping the floor obediently.
Taoist Zhang rolled his eyes at him and said to Qian Yang, "This bastard is called Shi'an. I found him at the foot of the mountain thirteen years ago. He's not very smart, but his hands and feet are quite nimble."
"The little bastard is easy to raise. As long as he can eat, he'll survive. Although he's a bit lively and active, he never gives us any trouble when it comes to big things. The most important thing is that he's down-to-earth, capable, and can endure hardships."
"Hehe, Master, I'm not used to you suddenly praising me like this." Shi'an scratched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.
[How strange…]
[This sounds like entrusting an orphan to someone else.]
"Isn't that really the case? Isn't it just a sigh?"
It certainly feels that way.
[Don't make blind guesses. Why would the master and disciple entrust me with something so natural?]
Taoist Zhang found a place to sit down and said, "Shi'an has been a mischievous child since he was young. He does have some talent in cultivation, but he just won't put his mind to studying hard."
Speaking of this, Taoist Zhang couldn't help but smile, "Fortunately, he has a quirky personality and has never thought about his biological parents since he was a child."
Qian Yang lowered his eyes, "So, what do you want to say?"
Taoist Priest Zhang said, "I just want to say that Shi'an is not qualified to be your disciple. How about being your grand-disciple?"
【Hahahaha! 】
[He hasn't given up on becoming Qianyang's apprentice yet? ]
【Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intentions.】
"……Why?"
Taoist Zhang coughed heavily, "I can't let a child like him suffer from hunger and cold in the mountains with me for half his life, can I?"
"Master Qianyang, there is a secret manual in my temple that was passed down from my ancestors. I am not talented enough to comprehend it. Master Qianyang, I believe you can help me. This manual will definitely be helpful to you."
"What?"
"Qing Xue Dian."
Taoist Master Zhang said, "You have dabbled in Chinese medicine, so you must have heard of this secret manual. It contains all the lost Chinese medicine techniques. If you are willing to allow any of your disciples to accept Shi'an as your disciple, I, Zhang Yu, will gladly offer the manual to you."
Qian Yang said, "You're giving away the secret manual passed down by our ancestors. Aren't you afraid of being cursed in the afterlife?"
"How can the living be inferior to the dead? Moreover, I have no one to succeed me. What's the use of having the secret manual? I'd rather use it to secure a good future for my disciple."
【What's the meaning? 】
[Is he going to give Shi'an to Qianyang as his disciple? ]
[I was wondering why he suddenly said those inexplicable words.]
[Shi'an is the child he raised since childhood, how could he bear to give him to someone else?]
"Besides, have you asked Shi'an and Qianyang about their wishes? Why are you still forcing them to buy or sell?"
[Don't say such harsh words. Didn't he say he was willing to trade the secret book for his future?]
Qian Yang thought for a moment and asked, "Where are you? Bring the Qing Xue Dian with you and let's talk in person."
"Thank you, Master Qianyang. We are not far from the capital. We can pack up and go there tonight."
"Sure, I'll send you my apprentice's contact information later. We'll contact you when we get there."
"Thank you very much."
"Master, where are we going to pack up?" Shi'an asked curiously after taking out the trash.
Taoist Zhang waved him away and said, "Stop talking nonsense and go pack your things. Don't leave anything behind."
"Master Qianyang, I won't bother you anymore. See you tonight."
"Well, see you tonight."
The connection ended, and the barrage of comments was already flooding the screen.
[Ah? He really wants to send Shian away?]
[Shi'an is too young after all. It's not good for him to stay in the mountains all the time.]
[The main reason is that Taoist Master Zhang is old, and there are only two of them in the Taoist temple. We can't let Shi'an be alone in the mountain anymore, right?]
[That makes sense. Shian has lived at the foot of the mountain since he was a child. With such a lively and active personality, how could he be alone in the mountains?]
[Come to think of it, Qianyang seems to be the same way? She has lived in the mountains since she was a child, and she is the only one left in the Taoist temple.]
…
【Qianyang, what happened to you at that time? 】
Qian Yang said: "It's just eating, drinking, practicing, and sleeping alone."
Yang Wei asked curiously, "What about your master?"
"My master, the 32nd generation head of the Qian family, has been dead for nearly a hundred years."
Yang Wei: “?”
Yang Mao: “?”
【???】
[What the hell? Do you know what you're talking about?]
[Have you been dead for a long time? 】
[A hundred years?! !]
【Then you are...】
Looking at their shocked reactions, Qian Yang asked in confusion, "Didn't I tell you before?"
Yang Mao and his sister said in unison: "No!"
"Oh." Qian Yang nodded in understanding, "My master is not human."
Everyone: “…”
"Sister, tell us about the past." Yang Wei said with shining eyes.
Qianyang recalled carefully and said, "I have been in the mountains since I became conscious."
"A particularly large silver fox took me to the outside of the Qianjia Taoist Temple."
"How old were you then?"
Qian Yang said: "Less than two months."
【？ 】
[You mean, you were conscious when you were two months old?]
【ha? ? ? 】
Qian Yang asked in confusion, "Don't you have any?"
【Hahahaha, I laughed out loud.】
【Do you want to listen to what you are saying? 】
【Did anyone say that?】
I advise you not to say that. It's not good for ordinary people and hurts their self-esteem.
Qian Yang looked at the Yang Mao siblings and asked, "Is that so?"
The two of them looked numb and said in unison: "That's it."
"Oh... I thought everyone was the same."
"You remember everything that happened after that?" Yang Mao asked in shock.
"Yes." Qian Yang nodded as if it was a matter of course. "I still remember the first thing Master said when he picked me up was, 'If you don't come, our Qian family will be extinct.'"
"So, you are not actually the child of the Qian family?"
Qian Yang glanced at him and said, "The Taoist temple is not hereditary. I have knelt before our ancestors and entered the Qian family tree. I am the 33rd generation head of the Qian family."
"Could it be that our master has been dead for so long, waiting for the next generation leader of the Qian family to appear?" Yang Mao said.
Qian Yang said, "Well, if the Qian family were to die out, my ancestors would definitely chop her into pieces in the underworld."
【Hahahaha, sounds really funny.】
"Master has been waiting for a long time, right? Qianyang is only in his early twenties now, and Master has been waiting for eighty years alone."
【Oh my god, Qianyang is the only one. 】
[And then? You were taken to the Qian family by the Silver Fox.]
Qian Yang continued, "Because I have excellent aptitude, a rare prodigy in the Qian family that they haven't seen in hundreds of years, my master was so happy that he held me and spun me around. But he was only a ghost after all, and he got so carried away that he lost his grip and threw me into the old tree."
"I was so young at the time, and I almost lost half my life. Lao Shu and my master were so panicked that the ancestor even showed up and beat them up."
"The ancestors probably thought I had good aptitude and placed special emphasis on my cultivation. They would come to the mortal world every now and then. Even though my cultivation was not deep at that time, my master, the old tree, and the spiritual creatures on the mountain did not dare to bully me. I had everything I wanted."
In the words of the people down the mountain, Qianyang had a very happy childhood.
Master, Grandpa Tree... Although Qianyang never called it that as he grew older, as well as the spiritual creatures and animals on the mountain, they all indulged Qianyang very much.
After all, she is the disciple that the ancestor holds in his heart.
"When I was little, no one dared to bully me. But when I grew up, no one could bully me anymore."
Talking about these past events, Qianyang became talkative.
"When I was five years old, I had learned all the ancient secret manuals left by the Qian family. From now on, I only need to practice hard and find the 34th generation leader of the Qian family, and then I can retire."
"Master, I'd like to ask, after learning all the ancient secret books, the amount of knowledge you have acquired is equivalent to that of the students in the grade down the mountain?" Yang Mao asked.
Qian Yang frowned and said, "I have learned it, and all that is left is practice."
Yang Wei asked, "Is it equivalent to graduation and starting social practice?"
"almost."
[…Well, I feel like I’m a little dead.]
[I'd also like to ask, does this graduation refer to high school graduation, undergraduate graduation, master's degree, doctorate, or postdoctoral degree?] [You don't even dare to ask if it means junior high school graduation.]
[No matter what, isn't five years old too abnormal? ]
I wouldn't even dare to dream about it.
Yang Mao asked, "Master, when did the Grandmaster leave?"
Qianyang lowered his head in silence, "After the age of five."
"He should have left a long time ago, but he never waited for a suitable successor."
In fact, when Qianyang saw Taoist Zhang and Shi'an, she thought of her master.
The master was different from the previous heads of the Qian family. He died at the age of less than 30. Although he had understood his own destiny, he was unable to change it. In addition, he failed to successfully wait for someone to continue the Qian family's incense, so he stayed at the Qian family Taoist temple and was reluctant to leave.
At the same time, he also became the only one among the leaders of the Qian family to be reincarnated.
At that time, she and her master lived in a Taoist temple, and they were also noisy.
Although Qianyang has very good qualifications, she is a little more docile than other children. She seems like someone who was born for the Qian family and only knows how to practice. The master tries every means to recruit her. Sometimes Qianyang gets so angry that she cries loudly, and the ancestor comes out to deal with her. Then he sits with Qianyang and cries loudly, as if they are competing to see who can cry louder.
Then Qianyang became even angrier and cried even harder, and the old ancestor punished him even more severely, and he cried even harder too.
Thinking about it now, Qianyang is still furious.
However, it was precisely because her master always hit her sore spots and told her some incomprehensible stories that Qianyang began to behave like a normal person.
However, compared with ordinary people, her emotional perception is still weaker.
"The night my master left, he thought I was asleep, so he walked alone to the old tree like a ghost and said a lot to it. Among them was, 'If you don't take good care of her, I will tear all your branches and leaves off you.'"
Qian Yang lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "He left without saying goodbye to me."
[It turns out that Grandpa Pulling Tree's leaves are a legacy from his master! ]
[That sounds interesting. Master is also a very humorous person.]
[I'm curious, who are Qianyang's biological parents? They didn't just pop out of a rock like the Monkey King, did they?]
[She's so famous now, maybe she'll come and recognize her as her relative after watching this live broadcast!]
Qianyang frowned.
"What the hell?" Yang Wei held up her phone. "Sister, someone sent me a private message on my social media account saying their child disappeared near Xiaoqian Mountain twenty-one years ago!"
Qianyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Really?"
"Yes! He also said that his family went there for a trip, and when they got to the mountain, a fog suddenly appeared. By the time they realized what was happening, the child had been taken away by a big dog. They all thought the child had been eaten, but they didn't expect you to be alive!"
[What the hell?]
[Is this true? Is this such a coincidence?]
Qian Yang sneered, "The children that Silver Fox picked up are all people who have no ties in the world and no blood relations. In simple terms, it means that all my family members are dead."
"He withdrew the message!" Yang Wei said in surprise.
Yang Mao laughed and said, "In this day and age, there are still people who can deceive my master? They are really asking for their life."
【6.】
[We, Qianyang, are not at all merciful when it comes to scolding ourselves.]
After sending Yang Wei to school and picking up Sang Chen and Shunyi, the group left the hotel and headed to Song Yunli's property in the capital.
The Song Group still has some things to deal with, and it has more or less something to do with him. Although the police have not restricted his personal freedom, he cannot leave Taihang City in the short term to cooperate with the investigation.
In the evening, Yang Mao drove to pick up Master Zhang and his apprentice.
It was dinner time, Yang Wei finished her class and booked a high-end restaurant, so the group decided to meet at the restaurant.
When Qianyang and the other two arrived at the restaurant entrance with Shunyi, Yang Mao's car was already parked on the side of the road.
"Wow!" Shi'an was wearing an old Taoist robe and carrying a faded pink schoolbag. His hands were filled with bags of various sizes, all filled with things.
He stood downstairs of the magnificent restaurant, staring at the magnificent and exquisite building in amazement.
The Taoist robe that Taoist Zhang was wearing was also quite old, and had some patches of similar colors on it.
They have a simple and unpretentious air about them, and standing outside the magnificent hotel they look like people from the last century appearing in an ultra-modern world.
"Master!" Shi'an saw them, put down what he was holding, and greeted them openly.
His voice was quite loud and immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.
"Shut up!" Taoist Zhang hit him angrily. "How many times have I told you? It's different here than on the mountain. Be quiet!"
After saying this, Taoist Zhang turned around and glanced at Qianyang's expression.
Shian scratched his head and muttered, "Be gentle."
【Hahaha, Shian is so cute.】
[Seeing this scene makes me feel a little sad. Modern society is developing too fast, and those living in the mountains may not be able to keep up with the pace.]
[Shian's school bag has been sewn many times, and the pockets are also used to store fertilizer.]
It seems they are living a pretty ordinary life.
"Master, can I take a photo with you?" Shi'an asked.
"Can."
Shian took out an old smartphone from his pocket, the screen of which was already cracked.
"I'm pretty good at taking pictures. Let me help you take them." Yang Wei said.
"Okay, okay, thank you, sister." Shi'an handed her the phone happily.
"Let me help you carry the backpack." Yang Mao said.
"Thank you, thank you."
Shi'an walked to Qianyang and made a scissors hand gesture while looking at the camera.
"eggplant!"
"Master, Master, please come here too!" Shi'an waved to Taoist Zhang next to him.
Taoist Zhang covered his lips and coughed, and the two men stood on Qianyang's left and right.
"Master, you are like me!" Shi'an made a scissors gesture in the air.
"What does it look like?" Taoist Zhang frowned, took a look, and stretched out his right hand to gesture randomly.
"Ouch!" Shi'an pressed down his other fingers, leaving only his index and middle fingers, and helped him lift his hand up, "That's it!"
Taoist Zhang raised his scissors hand gesture, and passers-by looked at the two of them from time to time. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he did not leave.
"I'll count to three and say eggplant."
"one two three……"
"eggplant!"
"Eggplant." Qianyang didn't understand, but did as he was told.
"Eggplant, eggplant."
"Master, you're too slow!"
"Little bastards, how can I be the same age as you at my age?"
"Yesterday he was still saying he was in his prime!"
"Shut up!"
"Are you hungry? Come in and eat." Qianyang said.
"Thank you, Grandmaster... No, thank you, Master Qianyang!"
The group walked into the restaurant. Shi'an had never been to such a place before. He looked around curiously, his eyes full of novelty about unknown things.
This place was full of well-dressed wealthy people, so their group seemed a bit out of place.
While checking in for the private room at the front desk, a little boy suddenly jumped out and pounced on Shi'an.
"Are you okay?" Shi'an quickly put down his things and helped him up.
The little boy looked at him with a frown and pushed his hand away, "You are so dirty, don't touch me!"
Taoist Zhang frowned, "You kid..."
"How can you talk like that, kid?" Yang Wei bent down and said in a serious tone, "I caught you, don't you know how to say thank you? Do you have any manners?"
"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The little boy's parents rushed up immediately.
"Your child has no manners. He bumped into someone and didn't apologize. He didn't even say thank you when someone helped him up. Is this how you raise him?"
"He's young, why are you arguing with him?"
"...Master Qianyang?!"
The boy's parents saw Qian Yang sitting silently beside them, and immediately pulled the child over to her, pushing his head down and shouting, "Apologize now!"
Qian Yang said calmly, "I'm not the one he should apologize to."
Shian raised his hand silently, "I'm here."
The boy's parents looked at Qianyang's expression and forced the boy to apologize to Shi'an.
"Ugh...I'm sorry..."
Shian waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
"Are you... Master Qianyang?" The front desk staff also recognized Qianyang. "Please wait a moment. Our boss is a fan of yours. I'll give him a call!"
The staff member made a phone call and said a few words in an excited tone, and then a roaring voice came from the receiver: "Free! Free! I'll be right there!"
Qianyang: “…”
"Wow..." Shi'an looked at her with admiration, "Master Qianyang is so amazing!"
Taoist Zhang lowered his eyes and made up his mind.
【Author’s words】
Thank you for your support, mua [rainbow fart]
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