The Shuo Mansion is naturally very grand. It can be said that there are four entrances and four exits. The red paint on the door is shiny, and there is no end in sight at a glance.
Once inside, there are winding corridors, rockeries and flowing water, and there are poems and articles left from time to time. Naturally, most of them are the scribblings of Mr. Shuo, and they are not really literary. However, it is natural for people in this world to pursue fame and wealth. There are always people who feel that their calligraphy is precious and can be passed down through the ages. In Shen Lian's previous life, there was an emperor who left hundreds of thousands of poems. Of course, few of them can be remembered.
Famous sentences are like brilliant talismans, which have been refined over thousands of times and can be copied by future generations. If you want to come up with your own ideas from within, it is almost as difficult as climbing to the sky.
This rockery, flowing water, poems and ancient paintings seemed elegant to others, but in Shen Lian's eyes it was like a child's scribblings, not worth a smile.
Of course, rockeries, flowing water, poems and ancient paintings are not worth laughing at, but there was something that made Shen Lian couldn't help but smile to himself.
It turned out that Master Shuo came to the front hall from the inner courtyard when he heard that another Taoist priest was coming to unveil the list. He was extremely well maintained, fair and plump, and looked to be in his early forties. No one thought he was already over fifty.
When Shen Lian saw that this person was the former Shuozhizhou of Qingzhou, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He laughed that he never met each other in this life. He used some information from the Shen family to teach him a way to settle the deficit for the Zhizhou Prefecture. , so that this master Shuo can be transferred safely.
Of course, Shen Lian wanted to use this as a condition, so that he could use the power of Shuozhizhou to enter the prison of Qingzhou Mansion, meet the man in green robe, and then obtain the Qi training method.
The two have cause and effect on each other, and generally speaking, it's hard to say who owes whom.
No matter how good Mr. Shuo's memory is, after more than ten years, he is now addicted to drinking and sex, and his memory is failing. He can't quite remember Shen Lian's appearance, but he just thinks he looks familiar.
Taoist Sanguang was looked down upon by his disciples before. On the way in, he arranged his clothes in advance and cleaned the dust and beard on his face. He looked pretty good, and he had hobnobbed in the casino and developed the ability to put on a show. He looks a bit like a fairy.
Master Shuo looked at Shen Lian's youth and thought that this young Taoist priest was the disciple of Taoist Sanguang.
His status does not require him to care about Taoist Sanguang, a well-known old gambler in the local area. Even if the accompanying servants knew each other, they would not tell him, as there would be no benefit after all.
Moreover, many of these people have the intention of waiting for Taoist Sanguang to make a fool of himself, let alone expose him. Moreover, Taoist Sanguang has a family background. He heard that his ancestors really had immortals. When the master asks, he can also prevaricate him.
Mr. Shuo looked at the two Taoist priests, one old and one young, who were both somewhat charming. Naturally, he eagerly talked to the three Taoists about monsters.
Shen Lian said nothing. Taoist Sanguang didn't know where Shen Lian came from, and was afraid that Shen Lian would take action first. If he subdued the monster, he would lose his own money.
He also had his own little calculation. After all, the monster probably didn't have many bad experiences, otherwise this master would not dare to continue to live there. He had also practiced his inner energy for a few days, and with his wealth and wealth, all he could think about at this time was to remove the monster. , feel proud, and then return to the casino with the thousand taels of silver that Mr. Shuo respectfully offered.
Sanguang Taoist thought about the good things and couldn't help but smile, as if he had gained something.
Mr. Shuo had some misunderstandings, thinking that after listening to his words, the old Taoist priest had already made up his mind and made up his mind.
Then he said: "Master Taoist, let's go and get rid of that monster immediately."
Taoist Sanguang was thinking that nothing was wrong, but he heard what Master Shuo said just now, but he did not dare to refuse.
Shen Lian heard it clearly. It turned out that five days ago, Shuozhizhou's family woke up and found an extra tree in Xiyuan. The tree was completely black, as if it had been scorched or struck by lightning.
As soon as the servants entered, they had hallucinations before they even got near it.
Although the tree was in Xiyuan, it did not move. It suddenly appeared, and there was such an evil sect. It was a tree demon or something like that. Master Shuo was naturally afraid. He even invited several monks and Taoists. After entering, he was also possessed by evil spirits. Made him look disgraceful.
When Shen Lian heard this, he already understood. It turned out to be a tree demon who knew magic, which was not surprising.
Shi Shiran followed Mr. Shuo to Xiyuan. When he pointed forward, there was indeed a tree, and it looked as if it had been burned and turned into charcoal.
Shen Lian's spiritual consciousness passed over this tree, and there was only a trace of undetectable vitality, as well as the ghost inside that seemed to be dissipating.
When Taoist Sanguang saw this, he didn't see anything strange. He didn't know what Master Shuo had just said. He stepped forward and didn't find any reaction.
After walking another three feet, Taoist Sanguang suddenly lay on the ground, shaking his head and rolling around, as if someone was beating him, and shouted: "Dad, stop hitting him, I won't bet anymore. Where is mom, please let dad go." assistant."
I saw him rolling all over the floor, then getting up, and ran outside without being able to stop him.
Shuo couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect this Taoist priest to be useless. Fortunately, he had seen a lot of similar things during this period, and he didn't get angry too much.
Shen Lian did not chase Taoist Sanguang, which surprised him.
Master Shuo said, "Little Taoist Priest, why don't you go out and see how your master is doing?"
Shen Lian smiled inwardly. If Sanguang was really the descendant of San Taoist, he would have to call himself ancestor in terms of seniority.
He said leisurely: "I am not his disciple, so leave this tree demon to me."
Only then did Mr. Shuo realize what misunderstanding had occurred. Before he could ask in detail, Shen Lian slowly walked to the tree. Nothing strange happened. Mr. Shuo couldn't help but wonder, secretly thinking that there was someone really capable.
When Shen Lian arrived in front of the tree, a face appeared in the middle of the tree trunk, and then a spiritual message was transmitted to him. He only heard: "Young Master, why are you here?"
Shen Lian was surprised. This tree demon had naturally developed spirituality and looked like he had suffered a lightning disaster. How could he call him Young Master? So he asked: "Why do you ask me to be the young master?"
"Since the young master has learned the sword energy of the master, according to human terms, he is his descendant, so I should naturally call you the young master." The tree demon replied.
Shen Lian pondered for a moment and said, "You are the loquat tree in Mr. Su's house." He had a photographic memory and recalled that the appearance of the loquat tree roughly corresponded to the trunk of the tree. It was because of the sword energy that I made such a guess.
"Yes, the little slave is the loquat tree of the master's house. A few days ago, when I was resisting the thunder tribulation of transformation, I was attacked by the green-faced ghost king and lost my inner elixir, so I had no choice but to escape here." The loquat tree trembled slightly, and something fell on it. A lot of charred carbon dust.
"I see, there happens to be a Diyin~ point here. No wonder you escaped here, but your body's vitality has been cut off. Just relying on the Yin Qi of the Diyin~ point to nourish the Yin soul can only help you delay the time of your soul's death. That's all." Shen Lian muttered.