Chapter 4: We, the Master and the Disciple, Have Hope

004 We, the master and the apprentice, have hope now

Xiang Jiannan had a very long dream.

In the dream, all kinds of past events came together, and people he knew at different times kept appearing one after another. After the chaos became a turmoil, they finally succeeded in sending him out of the dream. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a soft couch in the temple.

This soft couch has usually been enjoyed by his master. Apart from its spiritual level, it is currently the most valuable thing in the Taoist temple.

"Disciple, are you awake?"

Before Xiang Jiannan could recover from the heartache from the test paper full of red crosses in his dream, he saw his master walking in from outside, smelling of medicine and holding an absurdly large box in his hands.

The box looked very heavy, and I had never seen it like this before.

"Has the Chen family's issue been resolved?"

Seeing the master carefully placing the box on the wooden table, Xiang Jiannan subconsciously felt that he was definitely going to cause trouble again. Other people's masters were steady and didn't like to move, but this old Taoist priest did the opposite.

He has a lot of thoughts all day long, and from time to time he would go outside the Taoist temple to cause trouble. Not to mention the Chen family's affairs, a little further away, there is also Widow Wang in the town.

A Taoist priest actually wanted to act as a matchmaker for others. If it weren't for his quick eyes and hands that day, the person in charge of Ping An Temple would probably have to be replaced.

The big man in the lead was full of brute force. He kicked down and made himself, who had just leveled the door bar, swallow his mouth with dismay. After that, he tried to persuade the group of people in the temple and finally coaxed them away with a smile.

"That's natural. Don't move yet."

Looking back outside the house, Xiang Jiannan's master was very excited. After licking his lips several times with his tongue, he opened the wooden box tremblingly, his hands were shaking all the time, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

"Look, our master and disciple have hope now!"

As the box on the table was opened, Xiang Jiannan's puzzled expression suddenly turned into fear. After confirming it several times, the tone of his voice was just like his master's hand.

Master, have you changed your profession? With so much silver and copper coins, you must have done something illegal!

"In a few days, Master will take you to the best restaurant in the county to see the world. I just tried it last month. The cooking skills are superb!"

"Is everyone in the Chen family okay?"

Unlike his master who was so happy that he was about to fly away, Xiang Jiannan did not show an overly extreme reaction to the pile of hard currency on the table. It was not that he disliked it, but the more he looked at it, the more uneasy he felt.

There are dozens of people in the Chen family, and the master would not be brave enough to commit a crime openly on that day. There was no gold or jewelry, so this was at least a theft. If he went to the government office and surrendered himself now, he might be forgiven by the Chen family.

After all, I have risked my life in his house, so I have to say what I mean and give him a little face.

"Mr. Chen left not long ago. Before he left, he said he would come to see you in two days."

Seeing that his apprentice did not seem to be moved by the money, Xiang Jiannan's master thought that he might have been stimulated. To be honest, a person cannot be too poor, otherwise he may not be able to afford it if he suddenly becomes rich one day. Even himself, after working hard these two days, did not expect to earn so much.

There are many heavy things in my hands in this half of my life, but none of them can make me as happy as I am now.

"Master, tell me the truth, where did these things come from?"

Realizing that he might have made things complicated again, Xiang Jiannan decided to be straightforward.

Maybe it was the Chen family’s thank you afterwards. Didn’t Mr. Chen just come here?

"Of course I, your master, earned it."

Not understanding what Xiang Jiannan meant, the old Taoist priest closed the wooden box again after touching it to his heart's content. Then he opened the wooden cabinet and took out a thick stack of amulets. He seemed to be waiting for something and was about to go out again:

"Put the box away. I need to go out for a while."

After he finished straightening his robe, the expression on his face immediately returned to calm.

After leaving this house, he will continue to be a Taoist priest who benefits the people.

You also ask me if I can get out of bed. He stretched his neck and watched the master leave. Xiang Jiannan knew that he was going to do something bad just by looking at his back. He turned his head and stared at the wooden box for a few seconds, and finally decided to obey.

He got up, got off the bed, and then covered the wooden box tightly with the master's quilt.

The pain in my body didn’t seem as severe as I had imagined. After taking two steps, I even felt it easing.

Wearing a Taoist robe, Xiang Jiannan walked all the way to the front yard. He heard the hustle and bustle here from a distance. When he walked through the corridor and showed his head, he just saw his master conducting a business activity that was very similar to the original world.

There was a wooden table, behind which was a clay statue of the founder, the head of Ping An Temple, Xiang Jiannan's master, who was waving the amulet in his hand and introducing it to the group of people around him: "This is the treasure of our Ping An Temple. When the master drew it, he blessed it with his own hands. It was originally left for future disciples to resist disasters. Today, for the sake of the people, I can only take it out. There are only 108 of them."

"Master, you are so merciful. I am grateful to you."

"Ping An Temple is really good for us."

"Ten copper coins each, I want them all!"

"I'll give you thirty!"

"consistent!"

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Looking at the master who had to climb onto the table because of the excitement of the crowd, Xiang Jiannan, who was left alone like a transparent person, was convinced.

Auction? His master's brain was really wasted by being a Taoist priest. If he hadn't worn the Taoist robe, he would definitely be rich now.

When did the amulets in the temple become so popular? If I remember correctly, those amulets were probably drawn by the master when he had nothing to do. There are still many such treasures in the cabinet.

Just like a calligrapher who would write a few strokes when he had nothing to do, Xiang Jiannan's master loved to draw amulets when he was not wandering around. He couldn't say he was very dedicated to his work, but he just didn't want his hands to be idle all the time. The business of Ping An Temple can only be described as miserable, and those amulet papers mostly had to lie in the cabinet after they were completed.

If it can't be given away, no one will want it.

What is the reason that makes these slow-selling products become hot commodities? Among the people who buy amulets, there is also the man who kicked the door and wanted to kill or cut it that day.

Looking at him now, he is completely different from before.

"Be pious, Master is watching."

Seeing that the crowd was about to get out of control, Xiang Jiannan's master suddenly shouted loudly, got down from the table, pointed to the box next to him, took out a piece of red paper from his sleeve and said solemnly: "One for each person, just put the merit there."

"Don't force it. It all depends on your heart towards the master."

Wonderful!

Finally he understood where all the money that the master carried in came from. Xiang Jiannan was still a little scared at the moment. If the master was really watching, then some natural disaster would have split the roof and hit him.

Although I felt that this was not a good thing to do, when I saw those people putting money into the box, I felt happy with them in my heart.

Respect is something that cannot be judged superficially. From the perspective of a master, Xiang Jiannan felt that he must have done this for the sake of the Peace Temple.

Being a Taoist priest is too poor. During the time he traveled through time, he has lost his stomach and has to eat plain water every day. Sometimes he just feels green in his eyes. If the incense of Ping An Temple can become more popular, it should be a good thing for the master.

After all, he stands here every day, and what he wants to see is definitely not just dust.

Thinking of this, I felt at ease.

Off topic: I want to thank someone today, although I don’t know if he is a robot or something like that.

My name is: Macabre I want to say to you: Thank you very much!

I wanted to say this when I wrote the last book. I thought about it for a long time, but I felt that "thank you very much" was not enough to express what was in my heart. So I decided not to think about it today. Really, thank you very much!

(End of this chapter)