Yuan Anning was even more embarrassed after hearing this. Nanfeng hurriedly picked up the tea cup and changed the topic, "Here, let's have tea instead of wine and thank Miss Yuan for your kindness that day."
Yuan Anning spoke in a serious voice, picked up the teacup and tasted it, then put down the teacup and said, "I will leave after the banquet is over. I will leave you two to take care of the funeral arrangements for General Wang."
"Why are you so anxious? Your injury hasn't healed yet." The fat man said.
"There are some trivial matters that need to be taken care of urgently. We can't do it until we leave." Yuan Anning said softly.
"If you want to leave, you have to wait until after the funeral..."
"Miss Yuan has something important to do, so let her go," Nanfeng interrupted the fat man and turned to Yuan Anning and said, "It's a long way here, so we'll send a carriage and horse to take you there."
Yuan Anning politely declined, and Nanfeng did not insist on sending it. Yuan Anning had a special status and needed to hide her whereabouts.
At noon, Yuan Anning stood up to say goodbye, and the two of them saw each other off.
Arriving at the mourning hall in the front hall, Yuan Anning bowed to General Wang's coffin, sighed and turned to leave.
The two sent Yuan Anning out of the county government office and then two or three miles eastward. Yuan Anning refused to send him away, so he formally said goodbye to the two of them and set off alone.
"It almost happened." The fat man clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"Huh?" Nanfeng tilted his head in confusion.
"No matter what, we have to wait until the man is buried before leaving." The fat man said.
"She has her own reasons." Nanfeng said casually, Yuan Anning is the honorable princess, even a princess whose country has perished is a princess, and the general named Wang is just her servant or bodyguard. As a princess, she cannot perform funerals for her servants.
"You don't like her at all?" the fat man asked.
Nanfeng shook his head.
"What do you mean by shaking your head? Do you dislike it or don't tell me?" the fat man asked curiously.
Nanfeng glanced at the fat man and turned back.
At the second watch of the next day, the funeral was laid in the grave. The fat man did not rise. The south wind had gone. He was buried and buried. The tomb was raised but no tombstone was erected.
Old Taoist Tianmu has been overworked these past few days, so Nanfeng didn't mention the matter of subduing demons and catching ghosts. There is only a long time to come, so there is no rush.
After the matter was settled, life returned to peace. I had to continue drinking the Qi-tonifying decoction, and continued to study the nine scriptures of the Taiqing Sect. These were all slow efforts and there was no need to rush.
This winter, it snowed more often than in previous years, and the amount of snow was also heavier than in previous years. The two of them spent most of the time at the county office. Although the fat man was not very popular, he practiced extremely hard in the Eight-part Golden Body. Nanfeng He didn't mention the magical power of Prajna again. Changle had said before that the magical power of Prajna was not considered an exquisite martial art. It was neither an exquisite martial art nor worth the distraction.
One afternoon, Master Tianmu came, holding a long sword and carrying a baggage. It seemed that he was going on a far journey.
Tianmu Laodao has two purposes for coming here this time, one is public and the other is private. The official thing is to hope that the county government will approve Lin Yunguan to open up fields around the Taoist temple. Nanfeng originally said that he would give them 100 acres. Tianmu Laodao may feel that after he returns, It was not suitable, so I gave it a try and reclaimed fifty acres from the area around the Taoist temple.
This is a small matter, and the south wind is right.
There is another private matter. Master Tianmu is going to Jiangnan to attend the Taiqing Dharma Conference. Lin Yunguan belongs to the branch of the Taiqing Sect. He will go to the ancestral court every once in a while. While attending the Dharma Assembly, he will report and ask for instructions to show his affiliation.
Tianmu Lao Dao is going to attend the Dharma conference. It takes a long time to come and go. He has to come and say goodbye to Nanfeng. In addition, Nanfeng wanted him to demonstrate how to subjugate demons and catch ghosts before. Now that he is leaving, he has to say goodbye to Nanfeng. Say it, lest Nanfeng blame him for not keeping his word.
"Do you go to Taiqing Sect every year?" Nanfeng held up a pot and poured tea for Tianmu Lao Tao.
"It's not every year. We will go there only when the ancestral court calls us." Old Taoist Tianmu raised his hand to thank the tea, then turned around and said, "Actually, there is nothing important when we go. We just recite sutras and listen to Dharma for a few days. But if you don't go, you will cut off your own future, and Taoist disciples will not be able to teach you in the future."
Nanfeng nodded. Taiqing Sect had many large temples, and Taoist temples like Lin Yun Temple were not ranked high. Taiqing Sect called them over just to see if they still listened to instructions.
"Sir, have you ever been to Taiqing Mountain?" Old Taoist Tianmu asked.
Nanfeng did not answer Tianmu Lao Tao's question, but asked casually, "Taoist Master, I would like to ask, who do you study under?"
"My master is Xuan Huizi, my master is Xuan Jizi." Tianmu Laodao replied.
Nanfeng nodded. Side sects like Lin Yunguan can teach skills on their own, and are not subject to the restriction that non-direct disciples of the head master are not allowed to teach apprentices. However, according to the ancestral rules and regulations, the disciples of these side sects are in the ancestral court. They all have a sutra master, but in fact this is just a formality. These side disciples may not even have seen the face of the Zi Qi master who is the sutra master.
The masters of Tianmu Lao Dao are not the two existing elders of the Xuan generation, but may be some high-level master who has already mastered the crane.
After nodding, Nan Feng remained silent, holding the tea cup and frowning in thought.
Tianmu Laodao was not in a hurry to get up and leave. Nanfeng's expression showed that he was considering something very important or complicated.
After a while, Nanfeng put down the tea cup and said, "Taoist Priest, do you know Tian Yuanzi?"
Old Taoist Tianmu nodded, "I've heard that this person was originally a disciple of the Taiqing Sect. Later, he made a mistake and was expelled from the mountain by the Taiqing Sect."
"What mistake did he make?" Nanfeng asked.
Old Taoist Tianmu shook his head, "I'm not sure. It seems to be related to the death of the previous headmaster. However, this matter is kept secret in the ancestral family and is taboo to be brought up. If you want to know the truth, I can go and inquire for you this time."
When Nanfeng heard this, he tilted his head and looked at Old Taoist Tianmu. Old Taoist Tianmu had a solemn expression and nodded slowly, indicating that he would definitely grasp the scale and be right.
Don't be suspicious of those who employ people, and don't use those who are suspicious. Now that the beginning has been made, Nanfeng no longer hides and whispers, "By the way, help me pay attention to see if there are any other Ziqi Daoist people in the mountain."
Old Taoist Tianmu did not ask Nanfeng why he wanted to know this, but solemnly nodded, "Don't worry, sir."
"Yuxian County is very remote, and information is often blocked. You can listen to more current affairs along the way and tell me when you come back." Nanfeng said again.
"Okay." Old Taoist Tianmu nodded in agreement.
"When can you come back?" Nanfeng asked.
"Go early and come back early. You'll be back in the middle of next month." Old Taoist Tianmu said.
Seeing that Nan Feng stopped asking questions, Tianmu Lao Dao stood up and left. Nan Feng gave Tian Mu Lao Dao some money and sent a county government carriage to take him to Gong County.
After seeing off Tianmu Old Road, Nanfeng returned to the backyard to think behind closed doors. Staying in Yu County had the advantage of staying in Yu County. He could practice quietly with few interruptions. But there are also big drawbacks to staying in Yu County. It is very remote and has little information. There is no way to know what is happening outside.
But it is not difficult to decide whether to stay or go. Even if there is no news here, you have to stay here. Even if there are opportunities everywhere outside, he and the fat man have no ability to compete with others at the moment. They can cut wood by sharpening their swords, and they have not grown teeth. I couldn't open my mouth in a hurry before.
Leaving is not courage, but recklessness. Compared with leaving, it is more valuable to leave when you shouldn't. Even if you are bored, you have to stay here. In fact, it is not boredom, but a rare peace. You must hold on. Time to practice Qi and practice.
Daily life is very regular. I take two doses of medicine a day and meditate for four hours. In my spare time, I may read the manuscripts written by Tianmu Lao Tao, or meditate on the Dongxuan Sutra. Qi training can be speeded up by taking Qi-tonifying herbs, but The method of controlling spiritual energy and the understanding and use of spells need to be obtained from the nine scriptures.
Nanfeng was working hard, and the fat man did not relax. The eight parts of the golden body he practiced seemed to need to be supplemented by Buddhist mantras, and the Buddhist mantras were all in Sanskrit. From time to time, the voice of the fat man reciting mantras could be heard in the main room. What was the content of Nanfeng? Of course he doesn't understand, he can only understand the spell suffixes such as ah, la, duh, lo.
There are similarities and differences between the two. Unlike Nanfeng who likes to stay alone behind closed doors, Fatty likes to visit privately incognito, walking around in the city with his dog in tow. It is said that he is observing people's livelihood, but in fact he enjoys being recognized. Out of vanity, what I like to hear most is "The little one is ignorant and bumps into the adults."
He has gone out more times, and everyone in the city knows him. To be precise, he knows dogs. Black dogs are very common, but white dogs are very rare. They are passed down from one to ten, and from one to the next, as long as they see Lao Bai, they will know Ji. The adults are here.
"Hey, open the door, let me tell you something." The fat man yelled from outside the door.
"The door is not closed," Nanfeng said.
The fat man walked up the steps and pushed the door open. He looked flustered and said, "Just now the owner of the rice shop came to me and said that someone was secretly painting my portrait this morning."
"Portrait? What kind of portrait?" Nan Feng asked doubtfully.
"I don't know. At that time, I was solving the case. There were people gathered around. Someone took a pen and ink to draw my portrait in the distance, and let the rice shop owner see it. That person had an accent from another place. The rice shop owner was afraid that the guy had ulterior motives, so he Come to me and tell me to be careful." The fat man was very nervous.
"Is he sure that person painted you?" Nanfeng asked. The fat man is a county official, and everyone wants to make friends with him.
"If you don't draw, who will I draw?" the fat man asked.
"What kind of person is the other party?" Nanfeng asked again.
"Male, about forty years old, quite tall, wearing a big coat and hat." The fat man said.
"What else?" Nanfeng asked again.
"No more." The fat man shook his head.
"Don't be nervous. If I really want to harm you, I won't give you a portrait and just kill you." Nanfeng said. He had many enemies, but Fatty didn't offend anyone.
"I don't understand, he painted for me..."
Before the fat man finished speaking, the concierge's voice came from outside, "Sir, someone wants to see you."
"Who is it?" the fat man asked.
"A young woman," the porter said.
"Young woman?" The fat man said with a smile on his face.
"Yes, she said she is from Momen..."