Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 277 Accident
Holding a series of things in hand.

Not only did Fang Xin not feel that they were a burden, but he was very happy.

even.

Not yet, after walking three streets in Qingye City, he ate all the pastries in his hand.

There were only three candied haws, which he held on his waist like a sword.

It seems that there is a kind of expert in the game.

It seems to be tired from walking.

Then, Fang Xin arrived at a small-looking tea stall:

"Old man, have a bowl of herbal tea!"

This tea stand is run by an old couple, the wife is burning herbal tea inside, and the old man is preparing to serve.

Although rather tiring.

But between the singing and the harmony, it seems that there is a feeling of a fairy couple who sings harmoniously.

Heard this greeting.

The old gentleman first looked at the four tables in his house, and waited until he saw the figure on the table that was closer to the signboard.

Only then did he respond, and then he walked over with the teapot:
"The Taoist Master will be here soon!"

The tea shed is also hung with canvas, even in the scorching summer, it doesn't make people feel too uncomfortable.

Plus here is the tea shed.

Drinking a bowl of herbal tea will give you a refreshing feeling.

Came to Fang Xin's side.

The old man also smiled:
"Tea is here~"

He put the tea bowl in front of Fang Xin.

The whole person even seemed to be performing acrobatics. Seeing a teapot nearly one meter long, it turned a corner behind him.

The long spout is far away from the teapot.

But as he leaned forward, the tea in the teapot was quickly poured into the teacup.

The herbal tea is naturally already brewed.

But seeing the old gentleman's actions, Fang Xin couldn't help but cheered:

"The old man has a good physique and a good skill!"

Ordinary young people may not be able to do this series of acrobatic tricks.

What's more, this is an old man.

There is nothing wrong with this admiration.

Hearing Fang Xin's praise, the old man seemed very happy:

"Thank you, Daoist, for your compliment."

"It's just a trivial skill, after all, I'm old..."

At the end, he also patted himself on the shoulder, as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

He only saw that Fang Xin was the only one who showed off such methods.

If there are really many people.

Then he still used this big bowl to scoop water.

After all, as far as the display of his old arms and legs is concerned, once or twice is fine, and his life will be gone after a few more times.

Sitting in the tea shed.

Fang Xin was drinking tea and chatting softly with the old gentleman next to her:
"How long has the old man lived in Qingye City?"

Hearing this, the old man next to him picked up a towel and wiped the table.

While wiping the table, he said as if recalling:
"The old man has lived here all his life, so it must have been 72 years."

"To be honest, our old Zhang family's tea shop is located in Qingyang City, and it has been passed down for many generations."

"You can be considered a veteran local."

When it came to this, the old man was a little curious, and asked generally:
"Does the Taoist have anything to ask?"

"If the Taoist priest wants to ask something, just ask. As long as the old man knows it, he will never keep it private."

It seems to be the interest of chatting, and it seems that there is no one to chat with.

Therefore, he seemed to be very active and full of curiosity, no worse than the aunt at the entrance of the village.

Seeing him like this.

The aunt who was making herbal tea gave him an annoyed look:
"As long as you can!"

Hearing what the aunt said, the old man couldn't help but smile, but he still chatted with Fang Xin happily.

Looking at the old couple, Fang Xin couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly opened his mouth and said to the old man next to him:
"Since I have lived here for several generations, what do I know about the Wang family in Qingye City?"

Hearing such inquiries, the old man's face tightened first, and then he looked around very nervously.

When he looked around and found that there was no one else in his tea shed except Fang Xin, he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Hey hey hey... I'm a little nervous."

"However, Daoist, you are indeed asking the point. This Wang family is no different from others. Naturally, you have to be more cautious when speaking."

Hearing this, Fang Xin suddenly remembered what happened at the gate of the city, and then asked curiously:
"Is it true that, as others have said, the Wang family is the sky in Qingye City?"

Hearing this, the old man was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Fang Xin in surprise:
"Who did the Taoist listen to?"

"But that's not wrong."

"It's just that most people don't know the origin of the Wang family, so naturally they don't know this sentence."

"Since the Taoist priest has heard about it, I won't hide it from the old man."

After speaking, he walked cautiously to the side of the room, poured himself a pot of herbal tea, and then said:
"This Wang's family is amazing. Although they seem to be peaceful and peaceful, they are also really amazing in private."

"I heard that when the entire Qingye City was just established, or even before it was established, the royal family had already lived here."

"Speaking of it, it has a history of thousands of years."

When it came to the end, the old man couldn't help showing a trace of envy.

A thousand-year-old family.

This is really enviable enough.

Normally, a family that has not declined within a hundred years is enough to satisfy many people.

Not to mention a family that lasted for thousands of years.

Hearing this, Fang Xin just understood a little bit:
"So that's the case. It seems that the Wang family can extend its strength to all walks of life precisely because of the long inheritance time."

"It has been passed down for thousands of years."

"The various arrangements made within such a long period of time can indeed be called the heaven of Qingye Castle."

The county magistrate is not as good as the current one. A family like this in a county town is naturally enough to be regarded as a piece of heaven.

Of course, this is for ordinary people.

Hearing Fang Xin's words, the old man couldn't help shaking his head, and then said mysteriously:
"The reason why the Wang family is like this is not just because of this."

"To be honest, the reason why the Wang family has been like this from generation to generation is because they have a very peculiar method."

"That is to inherit the name of the ancestor!"

When it came to the end, the old man was full of yearning, even the envy was beyond words.

However, upon hearing this, Fang Xin's expression turned a little weird:
"Inheriting the name of the ancestors?"

"Old sir, what do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, Fang Xin felt a very inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Of course, he also listened with great interest, after all, chatting with the old gentleman is quite interesting.

Seeing Fang Xin's unwillingness to believe it, the old gentleman became very excited:

"Master Dao, don't believe me."

"I'm telling the truth."

"To be honest, I only found out about this secret by accident."

"My ancestors have discovered this for so long, and most people really don't know it."

When he said this, the old gentleman showed a look that you have to believe me, I am telling the truth.

Seeing the old gentleman like this, Fang Xin smiled even more happily:

"Old sir, please clarify."

While talking, he casually poured himself another cup of herbal tea.

Although he did not gain Fang Xin's trust, the old gentleman nodded when he heard this.

After all, Fang Xin is willing to chat with him, which makes him very happy and satisfied:

"I tell you, don't tell others, it's really a secret."

"The Wang family has never had another head."

"From ancient times to the present, every head of the Wang family has been named Wang Mingli."

"Even if their original names are different, they will change their names after inheriting the position of Patriarch."

"It's all true. I really didn't lie to you."

When it came to the end, the old man finished his rest, and then he walked to the side, making herbal tea with the aunt, while looking at Fang Xin.

It seemed that Fang Xin was still struggling with whether she believed what he said.

Seeing the reluctant old man.

Fang Xin couldn't help showing a smile, and said like coaxing a child:
"Old man, I believe in you, I believe in you."

"I believe everything you say."

Hearing what Fang Xin said, the old man couldn't help but patted the aunt next to him happily:

"Old lady, look, someone believes me."

Seeing the old man like this, seeing him so excited, the aunt gave him a blank look, and then threw the spoon into his hand:

"You old fellow, you are talking nonsense."

"The reason why the Taoist priest promised you is that he will not let you down."

"Look at how proud you are, why don't you hurry up and cook the next pot of soup?"

Speaking of this, the old lady also came over and said to Fang Xin:
"Daoist, don't listen to this old guy's nonsense."

"It's been so many years, but whenever someone asks curiously, he always says this."

"The old guy doesn't have a doorkeeper in his mouth. If this is really so powerful, wouldn't the old Wang's family smash the stall long ago?"

"There have been no problems for so many years, so what this old guy said is naturally groundless."

Hearing what the aunt said, Fang Xin also smiled in agreement:
"You're right, it's just a chat, we don't have any ill intentions."

At the end, he pulled out two strings of candied haws from his waist, and gave one to the aunt and the other to the uncle.

After paying for the herbal tea, he quietly pulled out the last bunch of candied haws, and walked towards the distance while eating.

As he left into the distance.

The aunt put the candied haws on the table next to her:

"Let's leave this candied haws for Xiao Liner to eat when he comes back."

When she said this, she was very happy, and she looked at Lao Zhang next to her.

however.

When he saw that the table of candied haws put in the hands of the old man had already had two hawthorns bitten off.

The aunt suddenly sat up and said:

"You old fellow is too shameless."

"You eat even children's food."

While talking, he made gestures to take the candied haws from the old man's hand.

However, the old man is also agile.

While escaping between these tables, gnawing candied haws:
"What I said is true, why don't you believe it?"

"Sooner or later, I will be able to prove it."

Seeing the old man gnawing off a few more candied haws, the aunt was very angry and sat on the chair next to her:

"It's the same old tune again."

"Why are you so concerned about the matter of those noble grand masters?"

"Give me the candied haws quickly..."

The two old people looked like children, quite a feeling of old children.

the other side.

Fang Xin, who was eating candied haws, was walking towards the inner city. While walking into the distance, he glanced behind him:
"It is indeed very strange."

"I didn't expect this old man to be born with such a keen spiritual sense."

"If you practiced it when you were young, you might still have a good fortune, but it's a pity that it's a bit too much now."

Spiritual perception is different from talent.

There is a sixth sense similar to the sixth sense that ordinary people develop after years of fighting on the battlefield.

As for what my husband said.

Fang Xin paid attention to it in his heart:
"Let's see and talk."

Immediately afterwards, he was also shopping while walking, and walked towards the palace.

Just walked to the front of the mansion.

Fang Xin saw that Wang Mingli was also walking in from the outside at this moment.

The two looked at each other, and then, Wang Mingli just pointed to the distance, and said to Fang Xin:

"Mister is now back from playing."

"I wonder if you would like to come with me to the courtyard to drink tea and discuss Taoism?"

Hearing Wang Mingli's invitation, Fang Xin showed an expression of returning happily:
"Mr. Wang invited me, how can I refuse?"

"It just happened to be down and I just finished eating."

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, let's have a taste of Mr.'s good tea."

Hearing Fang Xin's words, Wang Mingli seemed to smile even more happily:

"If that's the case, then I must bring out good tea to entertain the Taoist priest."

Just like that, the two walked into the entire mansion while chatting.

The quiet and deep mansion seemed to be like a dormant monster at the moment.

For a while, people couldn't tell the difference between good and evil.

(End of this chapter)