"In the past, there was only one method of self-cultivation, but there was no expert in the same way. I had to do a little bit of harm to the heavens and reason. He has been condemned by the gods. I have avoided the first two times, but the family members have been killed and wounded. Only a small person is left. I just saw someone serving tea.
"Today is the third time. Fortunately, I was saved by the son. Three times when he was full, he will no longer pursue and kill for the heavenly court.
"This is the top of Wuling Mountain. The peaks are steep and outsiders are not allowed to enter. It is a place for aging and cultivation."
Lin Daokuan was stunned. He never thought that he would have this adventure in his life. He recalled the thunder that he had heard. It was the old man who had been struck by the thunder. Because God didn't want to hurt the innocent, he hit his side. I just don't know if the bloody setting sun is a warning to myself, I want to scare myself away. Reluctantly, I was in a state of drunkenness, unable to understand God's intentions, and saved the old man's life.
"I wonder if the master of Qingyuan is the master's title?"
"Exactly. Because there is a garden behind the peak, named Qingyuan, so the old man named himself the owner of Qingyuan."
"What about my brothers?"
"The aging ability is shallow and can't control everything in the world."
At this time, the girl who served tea appeared again. "Master, the wine and vegetables are ready, please sit in there."
"This is Xiaoyu, a little disciple." The master of Qingyuan waved his hand and asked Lin Daokuan to enter the back room with him, still without light. The dishes on the table have been arranged, and there are two sets of bowls and two jade cups and one jade pot.
The owner of Qingyuan and Lin Daokuan sat opposite each other. He filled two glasses of wine and bowed his hand to Lin Daokuan: "Thank you for saving my life, please be worshipped by the old." He raised his glass and drank it.
Lin Dao was kind enough to drink, and remembered that he had just sobered up, he was afraid that he would lose his temper, and he couldn't help but hesitate.
The master of Qingyuan seems to have realized: "But the son wakes up from drunkenness, so he doesn't dare to drink? It doesn't matter. The sober soup that I drank just now is actually Pueraria lobata soup, which is a hangover. Once the son has drunk, he can drink later. A thousand cups are not drunk. Don't hesitate."
"So, thank you, Master." After Lin Daokuan twitched, he picked up the jade cup and drank it all in one fell swoop. As expected, he didn't feel hurt after drinking.
The owner of the Qingyuan Garden diligently advised wine and food: "These wine and vegetables are inhumane and extremely precious. They are extremely good for the son's body, and the son can drink and eat more."
Lin Daokuan sighed about life's adventures, and had no particular preference for wine and vegetables. After listening to the persuasion of the owner of Qingyuan, he toasted more wine and ate and drank more.
"Master, how can I go back?"
"Lin son, old age is not a panacea, but with son's fate, don't think much about it at this time."
After dinner, Xiao Yu cleaned up the room and arranged for Lin Daokuan to rest before going out by herself. The master of Qingyuan entered the room and chatted with Lin Daokuan for a while, and asked about Lin Daokuan's current living conditions.
Hearing Lin Daokuan talk about the difficulties of life and the difficulties in Beijing, Qingyuan prefers that the owner looked at Lin Daokuan with a smile, and then nodded. After all, he said goodbye to Lin Daokuan and left the room.
Lin Daokuan had such an adventure this day, and with fatigue, he planned to undress and go to bed. He has always had the habit of lying in bed to reflect. When the door was about to close, the owner of the clearing garden came in again.
"Young Master Lin, I am grateful to Young Master for his life-saving grace. I want to thank Young Master for one or two things in return."
"Where, Master, I am helpless, I dare not use Master Labor."
"Not busy, I'll talk about it later."
The owner of Qingyuan looked at Lin Daokuan with a smile: "Young Master Lin, what do you think of the boy?"
Lin Daokuan was taken aback for a moment, staring at the owner of the Qingyuan with all his doubts.
The owner of Qingyuan chuckled lightly, his eyes were clear, and there was no hint of indecency.
"Grandmaster… "
"Young Master Lin, Taoists have the Taoist way of self-cultivation, so you don't have to worry about them. But Young Master, there are great benefits, and you will know it in the future."
"..."
"The son, wait a minute." The master of Qingyuan said with a twitch.
Soon, Xiao Yu gently pushed the door, "Young Master." With only a whisper, she was infinitely shy. With her head hanging down, she didn't dare to look at Lin Daokuan again, leaning against the door, whether he entered or retreated.