"Master, why did he come back?" Nanfeng asked in confusion. The rain had stopped, but he did not hear the sound of horse hooves.
The blind man didn't answer. He withdrew his wooden stick and walked back to the shabby house while banging it.
Nanfeng looked around, but saw no one or heard the sound of horse hooves. He turned back to the wooden house and asked the blind man who had walked back to the corner, "Master, what on earth does he want to do?"
As soon as Nanfeng finished speaking, there was a very slight sound of stepping on the ground outside the door. When he turned around, he saw Lin Zhendong had appeared outside the door. He was not riding a horse, and there was no one else around except himself.
Lin Zhendong walked in slowly. After entering, he looked at the blind man who had sat back in the corner with a smile.
"Hero, why are you back?" Nanfeng asked.
Lin Zhendong did not answer, but stared at the blind man intently.
The blind man naturally knew that Lin Zhendong had entered the door, but he did not speak. He leaned against the earth wall behind him, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed.
Seeing that the atmosphere was abnormal, Nan Feng was at a loss for words, "My hero, did you miss something?"
Lin Zhendong walked to the southeast corner, picked up the steamed bun on the ground, smiled and asked Nanfeng, "Did you drop this steamed bun?"
Nanfeng didn't answer. He threw the steamed bun to the female ghost not long ago. The female ghost sucked the breath away from the steamed bun. Lin Zhendong might not have paid attention to the blind man at first. It was the steamed bun that made him suspicious.
Lin Zhendong can stand with the Protector of the Country, and his spiritual energy must be very high. As long as he observes carefully, it is not difficult to find that the den has been enjoyed by ghosts, and there are only two people in the dilapidated house: he and the blind man. If an ordinary person encounters a ghost, he will definitely It would scare the shit out of them, but not only were the two of them not scared away, they even threw their nests to the ghosts, which shows that they are not ordinary people.
Although these details will make Lin Zhendong suspicious, they are not enough for him to guess the identity of the blind man. He can determine who the blind man is, and it should be combined with some other circumstances, but it is not Nanfeng who can guess the specific circumstances he combined. Yes.
Nanfeng didn't answer, and Lin Zhendong became even more convinced that he had guessed correctly. He threw away the wotou and raised his hand in salute to the blind man, "I didn't expect to meet a real person here."
There was no expression on the blind man's face, as if Lin Zhendong's words were not directed at him.
Nanfeng was very surprised. What was surprising was not that Lin Zhendong knew the identity of the blind man, but that Lin Zhendong called the blind man. Only Taoist priests with a cultivation level above the Purple Qi of Shanbu can be called real people.
The blind man didn't answer, and Lin Zhendong didn't care. He walked to the fire and squatted down, adding firewood to the fire. "Lin also heard what happened to the real person, but people can't be resurrected after death, and real people still need to grieve and accept changes."
Nanfeng has not known the blind man for a long time. He has no idea who the blind man is, what his name is, and what he has experienced. But according to Lin Zhendong, someone very important to the blind man may have died. This person should be the blind man. Relatives, because only when you lose your relatives can you use the expression of mourning and resignation.
However, the blind man did not appreciate Lin Zhendong's relief and leaned against the back wall without answering.
Lin Zhendong stood up, "Why did the real person come to the border of Wei State?"
This time the blind man did not remain silent, but spoke calmly, "What can Master Lin teach me?"
Lin Zhendong said, "Lin has admired the real person for a long time. It is a great honor to meet him today. If the real person can be of use to Lin, just ask, and Lin will do his best to help."
"I appreciate Master Lin's kindness." The blind man's tone was still calm.
Nanfeng stood aside and was secretly worried. Although Lin Zhendong said it politely, his purpose of coming was unclear. Based on the blind man's previous words, it was not difficult to find that he did not like Lin Zhendong. Lin Zhendong left and returned, most likely because of the blind man's embrace. That piece of tortoise shell.
Lin Zhendong added, "The real person is a noble person, with the body of a pine and crane. This place is humble and unbearable to set foot on. If the real person doesn't dislike it, I dare to invite the real person to stay at Qinglongmen for a few days and allow Lin to show his friendship as a landlord."
"No reward for no merit." The blind man shook his head and said.
"Why would a real person refuse people thousands of miles away?" Lin Zhendong's tone was still very kind.
"Master Lin," the blind man said, facing where Lin Zhendong was standing, "If you don't tell lies in front of a real person, what do you want to do?"
Lin Zhendong did not answer immediately. He turned his eyes and thought about it before speaking, "To be honest, Lin and fellow Yiqian were bullied and humiliated by Long Yunzi in Chang'an. They lost their face and prestige, and their qi training method is superficial and unrefined." This is the root cause of defeat. Today I am lucky enough to meet the real person. It is really a blessing. Lin is so bold and wants to ask the real person for advice on how to practice Taixuan Qi. If the real person is willing to give some advice, Lin will remember it forever. If the real person is willing to give some advice, Lin will remember it forever. If I have an assignment, I will go through fire and water and never refuse.”
When Nanfeng heard this, he suddenly realized that all the doubts in his heart were gone. It turned out that Lin Zhendong did not know that the blind man had tortoise shells on his body. What he wanted was the Qi training scriptures of the Taixuan Department.
The blind man once said that the three scriptures of Jushan, Dongyuan and Taixuan are secretly taught. The first two can only be taught to the direct disciples of the master, and the profound Taixuan scripture can only be taught to the next master. Only by teaching disciples can one be qualified to practice. Lin Zhendong had already guessed the identity of the blind man, so he consulted the Taixuan Sutra. In this way, the identity of the blind man was very clear. He was the next disciple selected by the headmaster of the Taiqing Sect. .
Knowing the identity of the blind man, Nanfeng was not only shocked, but also worried. The blind man had said before that he could teach him spells, but not all of them. At that time, he didn't understand why the blind man said that. Now he knows that the blind man can't teach him. It is the Taixuan Sutra that only the disciples of the master are qualified to practice.
Although the blind man left the Taiqing Sect, he has always abided by the rules of the Taiqing Sect. The blind man had no intention of teaching him the Taixuan Sutra, let alone the Taixuan Sutra to Lin Zhendong.
And Lin Zhendong left and returned, obviously coming for the Taixuan Sutra. If the blind man rejected him, Lin Zhendong would most likely fall out.
Although Lin Zhendong said it politely, the blind man did not buy it, but asked in a deep voice, "What will happen to you if I refuse to give you advice?"
Seeing the blind man say this, Nanfeng's heart suddenly rose, but what he was worried about did not happen. Lin Zhendong did not become angry, but sighed, "I'm serious, what I asked for before was a plea, not a coercion."
The blind man didn't answer.
Lin Zhendong did not speak anymore. After standing for a moment, he raised his hands to the blind man and said, "Lin knows that the real person is indeed in trouble. Lin should not force others to make things difficult. It is getting late. The real person should rest early. Lin will take his leave."
"Please." The blind man responded.
Lin Zhendong untied a small cloth bag from his waist, stepped forward and stuffed it into Nanfeng's hands, "A real man is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and he cannot neglect his travels, accommodation, and food. Please accept this little money so that you can take good care of your master."
Nanfeng tilted his head and looked at the blind man. The blind man sat with his eyes closed. He did not stop him from taking the money bag, but he also did not nod in approval.
Just when Nanfeng was hesitating whether to accept the money bag, Lin Zhendong turned around and went out, bent his knees and stepped on the ground, flying southward.
"Master, why is he gone?" Nanfeng walked to the fire and added firewood to the extinguishing bonfire.
"This man is very scheming and knows that he will not get the scriptures if he turns against him, so he leaves first, but he will never give up." The blind man looked solemn.
"He has gone far." Nanfeng said.
The blind man shook his head, "Lin Zhendong is the leader of Lulin in Western Wei. We are in Wei, and our whereabouts cannot escape their eyes and ears. Over a period of time, he will try his best to make me change my mind. If I insist on refusing, he will never allow us to leave." The boundary of the Western Wei Dynasty."
"Master, I shouldn't have thrown the cornbread to that female ghost." Nanfeng blamed himself. The whole thing was caused by that cornbread.
"This is an accident and has nothing to do with you." The blind man shook his head again.
Nanfeng added firewood to the bonfire, turned around, walked to the blind man and sat down, "Master, what should we do now?"
"Let me think about it carefully," said the blind man.
"What should I do with the money?" Nanfeng opened the small bag Lin Zhendong gave him and saw that it was full of yellow gold beans. He thought they were silver, but he didn't expect them to be gold. He had never seen so many in his life. There are at least a hundred taels of gold.
At this time, one tael of gold can be exchanged for ten to twelve taels of silver, and one tael of silver can be exchanged for a thousand large coins. This amount of money is enough for a family to live a life without worries about food and clothing.
"Even if we abandon it, he won't let us go." The blind man said.
With so much money, Nanfeng was not willing to throw it away, and the blind man didn't force him to throw it away, so he put it in his arms. It would take a long time for the two of them to leave Wei State. During this time, they could try to escape from each other's surveillance. and spy.
The two of them were silent for a while, and the blind man frowned, obviously thinking about how to resolve this crisis.
Half an hour later, the blind man sighed, "Go to sleep, we have to travel tomorrow."
Nanfeng judged from the blind man's expression and tone that he had not thought of a way to crack it. Fortunately, although the situation was bad, it was not critical and he could slowly think of a solution.
Before falling asleep, Nan Feng couldn't help but ask the question he wanted to ask the most, "Master, who are you..."