Chapter 134: Lips

Because Aunt Ye was there, Old Man Bai didn't elaborate on this dying man.

Although Aunt Ye and Zheng Fa are already in a cooperative relationship.

But the three of them still consciously kept some reservations from her - they tried not to mention anything related to cultivation when Aunt Ye was present.

Even Tang Lingwu is the same.

By midnight, Aunt Ye's expression was gradually filled with fatigue and the muscles on her face became a little stiff.

Zheng Fa knew that this was because of overwork that her condition had relapsed.

Tang Lingwu, who was standing by, also looked a little nervous.

"Can I give you a massage?"

Zheng Fa asked softly.

Aunt Ye's eyes lit up and she nodded quickly.

Tang Lingwu glanced at the driver in front of her, stood up, and leaned over to look at her mother.

To outsiders, it seemed that she was observing Aunt Ye's condition, but in fact, she was doing it to block Zheng Fa's sight from the driver in front.

Zheng Fa stretched out his hand and gently massaged Aunt Ye's shoulders and neck twice, and the spirit-nourishing talisman shot from his fingertips into the back of Aunt Ye's head.

When Tang Lingwu sat down again, the driver could only see Aunt Ye sleeping soundly in the rearview mirror.

There was also an old man standing aside, staring at Zheng Fa eagerly.

Zheng Fa ignored the old man's eager look.

It’s not that Zheng Fa is stingy, but in modern times each Yuan Fu has only three chances to be used. If it is used too many times, the Yuan Fu Dao foundation condensed in the body will collapse.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when we reached the first suitable mountain.

It’s not easy to go up the mountain after dark.

A few of them simply found a hotel at the foot of the mountain to stay in.

The next day, at dawn, the four of them got up and headed up the mountain under the guidance of the driver.

Only then did Zheng Fa realize that the driver last night was a member of the inspection team, and was specially invited by Aunt Ye.

It was late spring now and the scenery on the mountain was just perfect.

Several people walked on the mountain path, and the mountain breeze blowing on their faces dissipated a lot of drowsiness from a night of traveling.

On the mountain trail, you can occasionally run into climbers wearing outdoor sportswear.

The driver who led the way explained as he drove: "The scenery of this mountain is quite famous in Beijing, and it is convenient to drive here. Many outdoor enthusiasts like to come here to play - it's just right to build a nursing home here."

It can be heard that he prefers to build a nursing home on this mountain.

Reaching the top of the mountain, Zheng Fa looked down the mountain with a silver light flashing in his eyes.

After a while, Zheng Fa nodded, but only said: "Let's go to another mountain to have a look."

The transportation in the other mountain was not so developed. They drove from the highway to the provincial road, and then crossed a country road before arriving at this place.

"There's nothing much to say about this place..." The driver said with some disdain: "This mountain belongs to the village collective, it's a bit remote... I guess not many people would like to come here to retire."

Zheng Fa looked thoughtful.

Waited until we got back to the hotel.

Lao Chen and his classmates probably also brought other classmates to visit Beijing University.

There was no one in Zheng Fa's room.

Four people were sitting in the room.

Tang Lingwu and the other two looked at Zheng Fa, wanting to hear his thoughts.

"Both places are suitable." Zheng Fa first said: "What needs to be considered is other aspects."

There are more than ten types of spiritual veins in "The Theory of Spiritual Veins", and these two mountain ranges happen to fit two of them. From the perspective of practicing "Spirit Mountain Method", there is not much difference between these two places.

He turned to look at Aunt Ye: "Aunt, what do you think?"

Aunt Ye thought for a while before speaking: "In terms of cost, the difference is not that big - the contract approval for the first place will be more troublesome, but the transportation cost for the second place will also be higher."

"Which of these two places you choose depends on how you plan for the future."

Zheng Fa nodded slightly, looked at Aunt Ye, and motioned for her to continue.

"The first place is close to the scenic area. There are also some villa areas nearby." Aunt Ye paused and said, "If you, Zheng Fa, want to make friends with some important people, or become someone's guest of honor, then the first one is better."

"The second one is quieter."

"Which one you choose depends on what you want to do."

Zheng Fa was silent for a moment. He knew that this was a test from Aunt Ye.

Looking at the silent Zheng Fa, Aunt Ye seemed to know that she should give him some time to make a decision.

She walked towards the door, turned around and nodded to Tang Lingwu, signaling her daughter to follow.

As a result, Tang Lingwu's eyes fell on Zheng Fa's face and she didn't see her movements at all.

Aunt Ye looked at her daughter's fixed eyes, shook her head helplessly, and gently closed the door for the three of them.

"What do you two think?"

Zheng Fa asked Tang Lingwu and the other person.

The old man smacked his lips and spoke, "Choose the first one! The miracle doctor came down from the mountain, and his medical skills shocked all the major families in the capital! He can make clouds and rain with a wave of his hand!"

“…”

Why does it seem like this old man’s taste in reading is getting lower and lower?

Tang Lingwu on the side curled her lips, seeming to disagree, but facing Zheng Fa's gaze, she still shook her head and said, "I'll listen to you."

Zheng Fa shook his head.

He looked out the window and suddenly said:

"Aunt Ye's words gave me some reminders. Since the nursing home is going to be established, I think some principles need to be explained. How about you guys take a look?"

Old Man Bai and Tang Lingwu looked at each other and listened quietly to Zheng Fa's words.

"First, don't play tricks. Although it's hard to explain the matter of cultivating immortals, if someone comes to us and asks us to treat them, we will treat them. Just disguise yourself and pretend to be an ordinary sanatorium on weekdays."

After hearing this, the old man Bai and the other man realized that Zheng Fa had actually made a choice.

“Second, do not pursue worldly power, do not fear power but also do not try to please it.”

"Third, I hope that the nursing home is a relatively pure research institution. Whether it is treating people or developing agriculture, it is only for the purpose of maintaining the operation of the nursing home and conducting research."

Zheng Fa's voice was soft, but it became more and more determined as he spoke.

To him, modern fame and fortune are almost useless - he simply cannot bring modern materials to the Xuanwei Realm.

At least it is of no use in cultivating immortals.

What is useful are the various talents and knowledge that modern science can provide.

Through cultivating immortals, he has now come into contact with wealth that was previously far away from him, and there may be even more in the future.

But he always knew what he wanted.

After saying this, he looked at the old man and the other man.

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On the one hand, these three sentences reflect Zheng Fa’s thoughts.

On the one hand, it is actually a requirement for the two of them - especially the old white man who likes to daydream.

The old man didn't show any frustration on his face. Instead, he looked relieved. He muttered, "I was still thinking, those lackeys in the books seem to have holes in their brains... I can't act like them!"

“…”

Have you even found your role? Tang Lingwu at the side...

Um, this girl seems to agree with whatever Zheng Fa says now.

…

Mysterious world.

It's the day when "Saving Xiao Xiu Pang Qian" is released.

Zheng Fa, Senior Sister Zhang, and Senior Sister Yuan stood in the manager's building in the market town, watching the shuttle boat in the sky slowly land on the dock.

Before the shuttle boat came to a complete stop, a group of people rushed out and ran towards the theater.

Zheng Fa saw Han Qi and the other two get off the boat, and headed straight for the small building as if something happened.

"Junior Brother Zheng... we are running out of pick-up boats." The first sentence Han Qi said when he saw Zheng Fa made him a little stunned.

"not enough?"

"Yes." Han Qi's eyes flashed with excitement: "After the last screening of "Saving Little Cultivator Pang Qian", some outsiders watched it... After they returned to the sect, there are too many people who want to come to our Jiushan Sect this time!"

Zheng Fa looked at the crowd rushing towards the theater.

This is when the word-of-mouth for "Saving Xiao Xiu Pang Qian" began to ferment.

The Xuanwei Realm does not have any publicity channels, but the foreign cultivators who have watched "Saving Young Monk Pang Qian" have become the tap water of this drama.

Although there were not many foreign cultivators in "Saving Young Cultivator Pang Qian" last time, their sources were also mixed. They returned to the major markets and sects, and the word spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and now it has had an effect.

"We were originally planning to visit three sects and two markets this time, but after visiting one sect, the boat is almost full..." Han Qi said helplessly, "When we go to other places, there are still people willing to pay to get on the boat."

“…”

The reception boat sent by Jiushan Sect has a small capacity and can probably accommodate only about three hundred monks at most.

Before the release of "Saving Young Monk Pang Qian", each transfer ship could only bring about a hundred monks.

Sometimes it’s not even half full.

But this time it is so popular.

"Junior Brother Zheng, do you think... should we send a few more pick-up ships?" Han Qi suggested.

Hearing this, Zheng Fa glanced at Senior Sister Zhang and said to Han Qi, "Let's discuss this matter. You've worked hard all the way. Go back and rest first."

Hearing what he said, Han Qi bowed to the three people and left the small building.

Senior Sister Zhang didn't say anything, she just leaned against the window.

The monks who got off the boat probably had nothing to do after buying tickets in the theater, so to kill time they could only wander around the market.

As I said before - since we are here, we are here.

Moreover, the monks who were willing to spend money to watch "Saving Little Monk Pang Qian" were more willing to spend than those foreign monks before -

After all, that group of cultivators came here because they wanted to get the Jiushan Sect's talisman at a low price and the free shuttle boat.

However, this group of monks are the ones who are willing to pay a relatively high price to watch a drama.

It’s the same group of people, but their different consumption concepts lead to a world of difference in the benefits they bring to Jiushan Zongfang City.

Looking at the bustling market downstairs, Senior Sister Zhang nodded gently towards Zheng Fa: "Junior Brother Zheng, you did a great job on the drama..."

"Senior Sister, our Jiushan Sect will be richer in the future."

Zheng Fa suddenly said.

"Um?"

"If you want to research something in the future, you won't have to use the resources in the Hua Sect."

This sentence made Senior Sister Zhang silent for a long time.

Zheng Fa continued, "The Jiushan Sect is short of resources, so we can just earn resources from outside. This way, Uncle Pang won't mind."

"...Junior Brother Zheng, I suddenly realized that I still have some things to deal with."

After a long silence, Senior Sister Zhang spoke to Zheng Fa, with no expression on her face.

"Farewell, Senior Sister."

Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Sister Yuan landed in their backyard. They seemed to be in a daze, just staring at the waterfall falling from the mountain without saying a word.

"Sister, if you want to laugh, just laugh." Sister Yuan sighed, looked at Sister Zhang and said, "Your mouth is so pouty."

(End of this chapter)