I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 112 Zhang Guolao's Supernatural Powers

The next day, it snowed.

Zhang Guo took the donkey paper from the box, waved his hand, and it regained its spiritual power.

The donkey trod on the snow.

Zhang Guo rode his donkey ahead, walking slowly.

The white donkey was walking backwards, which surprised passersby. They wondered what was going on with the old man and couldn't help but stare at him. For a while, many people on the street were turning around to look at him.

Zhang Guo glanced at the person next to him.

He stroked his beard, waiting for Jiang She to ask him questions.

He deliberately kept the other party in suspense yesterday. He planned to wait until they were surprised before answering, just like when they mentioned the hidden world in their sleeves.

After waiting for a while, Jiang She still didn't ask him anything.

He sized up the strange man in blue, without much surprise on his face.

Zhang Guo smiled, took out the rough fish drum from his pocket, and started tapping it, humming a wild, off-key tune.

"Do not concern yourself with the rise and fall of human affairs; white clouds can satisfy a hungry belly."

Yuan Danqiu watched from the side for a while.

His gaze fell on the other man's pale beard, but he couldn't tell which hair had been reattached.

He couldn't help but ask:
"Old man, what method did you use yesterday?"

Zhang Guolao turned his head to look at him.

laughed:

"It's just a little trick, reconnecting hair and beard. It's nothing special, haha..."

"Not to mention hair, teeth, or even the limbs of the human body."

"Even if it's broken, it can be put back together!"

Jiang She said, "You're amazing, old man."

Finally hearing this, Zhang Guo stroked his beard and smiled, feeling delighted.

In that instant, feeling something in his heart, the rhythm of his drumming became cheerful and unrestrained.

Jiang She looked at the fisherman's drum.

Some of them are quite unique, and you can tell they were made with care. In comparison, those bought in the store seem too plain and lack vibrancy.

"Did you make this yourself, old man?"

Zhang Guo nodded.

"I found this myself. I took a section of bamboo and wrapped fish skin around both sides. Do you like it, sir?"

Jiang She said, "It has a rustic charm."

"Then we are kindred spirits."

On the way, they also ran into some neighbors. Zhang Guo, who was sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, heard them greet the person next to him and then mutter to each other after they had walked away.

"Why is there always a strange person following Jiang Langjun around..."

Who rides a donkey backwards?

"Her hair is still all messy..."

As the idler walked, he muttered to the person next to him. It was too cold, but he was dressed thinly in a short brown outfit, carefully carrying a food box in his hand, delivering it to someone's house.

His face was familiar; it was the man we were talking about at the alley entrance last night. He was walking hurriedly.

The sound faded into the distance.

Zhang Guo looked away.

When you taste it, there are aspects that are annoying, as well as aspects that are pitiful and helpless.

"They gossip about this and that all day long, it's quite interesting. No wonder you want to live here, sir."

The cat darted forward a couple of steps, tilted its head, and looked back at the people, as if trying to urge them on. But there were too many people on the street, so it didn't say anything.

Jiang She asked:

"Where are you taking us, sir?"

The old man straightened his wrinkled clothes. Tea had been spilled yesterday, and although the fabric wasn't wet, a faint fragrance lingered on it.

He found it rare and didn't remove it.

This tea is quite good...

If fate allows in the future, I can ask this person for more to drink.

Zhang Guodao:
"Go to the most bustling place in Yanzhou now."

"Sir, can you guess where this is?"

The group looked down at the street. They had already passed through two walls. With the emperor and officials in charge of Yanzhou, the security was very tight. This was the most diligent period for everyone in Yanzhou, from the governor down to the lowest clerk.

There wasn't a single thief to be seen on the road, and even fewer beggars.

Looking down the street...

If we go any further in this direction... Li Bai had a vague idea.

Jiang She asked, "The temporary palace?"

The old man, Zhang Guo, clapped his hands:
"Sir, you noticed!"

Li Yuan and his companion estimated their current pace and then looked at the snow falling from the sky: "The palace is more than ten miles away from here, and at this speed..."

The old man laughed loudly in the wind and snow.

"It's only a dozen or so miles, what's there to be afraid of? It's just a short distance, we'll be there in no time."

He wanted to show off.

With a flick of his sleeve, the donkey grew to an enormous size. The people on the street showed no surprise, continuing on their way as if they hadn't seen anything.

Zhang Guo laughed:

"Gentlemen, please mount the donkey..."

……

……

Inside the palace, there was a cacophony of noise outside the hall.

It's snowing. They need to shovel the snow promptly while on duty at the palace, as Prince Qi's health cannot be exposed to the cold.

The eunuch who had seen the old man yesterday was sweeping snow with his hands red from the cold, holding a broom. As he swept, he listened to the sounds coming from inside the palace.

The emperor issued an edict.

Today, many more physicians and extraordinary individuals have arrived, some from the imperial court and others from the common people, numbering twenty or thirty. Some have come to pray for the people and ensure the success of the Fengshan ceremony.

Another group came specifically to treat Prince Qi's illness.

With the Emperor's decree and the Princess's care, the Prince of Qi's place is now bustling with noise and footsteps, more lively than a market day.

The eunuch, however, kept thinking about the words he had heard yesterday.

"Destined but not destined."

"Death is imminent."

The eunuch was puzzled. Could it be that so many high-ranking masters, imperial physicians, and other powerful figures were all unable to save Prince Qi?
I'm not saying the king should live for hundreds of years and become an immortal. At the very least, I hope he can prolong his life and be free from all illnesses.

That old master must have miscalculated. How could there be such a thing as being destined to meet but not to be together?
If the King lives to be a hundred years old and recovers from his illness, the eunuchs of the Qi Prince's Mansion will also have a bright future.

With this thought, the eunuch felt much more at ease, his brows relaxed, and he continued sweeping the snow.

A cold wind howled, carrying a few words from the side hall.

Side hall.

Seven or eight people were talking about it.

There were Taoist priests, Buddhist monks, wise men with flowing sleeves who were not afraid of the cold in winter, and women dressed in the style of the Jin Dynasty with an otherworldly air.

"What Your Majesty has contracted is called 'Qi Disease,' which is actually caused by the filth and evil Qi of heaven and earth. Since it hasn't improved, it's because evil spirits are at work, causing considerable harm..."

"I don't think so."

"Your Majesty, if the elixir is not suitable for your condition, it can cause poisoning. Let me prepare a new batch of elixirs..."

"Why not set up an altar? This humble Taoist priest can draw a talisman to cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits."

……

Jiang She and his entourage entered the hall.

They happened to witness this scene of debate among these "wise men," neither willing to yield. Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu listened with great interest, unsure whether it was true or not.

The old man stroked the donkey's head, somewhat pleased with himself, and looked at Jiang She:

"How was it? Was it lively?"

Jiang She also heard these words in the hall. After glancing at them, he noticed that some of them were just pretending, but others had some real skills and were not fake.

"It's really lively."

Jiang She became somewhat curious.

He asked Zhang Guo, "Is the skill you want to display related to this?"

Zhang Guolao laughed heartily:
"Of course it is."

He kept everyone in suspense: "I can save their lives."

While the others were watching, the seven or eight people finally reached a conclusion in their argument. Drawing talismans requires choosing an auspicious day, and refining elixirs requires gathering the necessary materials, fasting for several days in advance, and patiently waiting for the elixir to develop its properties.

The officials of the Prince's residence were very polite to these distinguished individuals, bowing with their hands clasped and saying:
"Please, Master, exorcise those evil spirits and wicked rituals!"

The monk asked someone to bring him a map of Yanzhou, the more detailed the better.

When the map arrived, the monk chanted a spell for a while and then made about ten marks on the map, some far and some near. He pointed to the closest one.

"Let's start from this Stone Spirit Temple!"

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)