I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 140 Delivering a Message in the Snow and Wind, A Past Fate (+5)

No one paid much attention to when even Pei Langjun woke up.

They saw the person casting the spell.

With a smile, he asked, "Now that things are settled here, I wonder where I'll be sleeping tonight?"

The woman snapped out of her daze and immediately said, "The upper room has been prepared. Sir, please follow the steward there. If there is anything missing, please let us know and the Pei family will make the necessary arrangements."

The entire Pei family was busy.

Pei woke up and saw his wife sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, lost in thought, looking very beautiful in the moonlight.

This house has been haunted for so long that the lady and son had long since moved to a side courtyard. Why did they suddenly come back? Pei Ze paused for a moment before remembering that he had fainted earlier.

"lady……"

His wife turned around, saw that he was awake, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked:
"Where did you meet the deity?"

This question stumped Pei Ze.

"immortal?"

After listening to what the lady and the servants had said, Pei opened his mouth, feeling somewhat dazed.

"Mr. Jiang is so amazing..."

He suddenly remembered his previous suspicions about Mr. Jiang, and how he and his servant had gone to seek out another expert. Pei's heart tightened, and he whispered to his wife, then asked:
"Tell me, did Mr. Jiang hear that?"

The lady was unaware of this matter.

She frowned: "Whether he heard it or not, you were disrespectful first, so you probably need to offer even more generous gifts to apologize to the gods."

Pei Ze patted his chest, feeling a sense of ease and comfort he hadn't experienced in a long time.

but……

Do immortals need money?

The lady glared at him.

“You’re feeling unwell, rest and get some sleep first. I’ll go and prepare a gift to apologize. Regardless of whether they need it or not, we should at least offer it to them.”

……

……

When Jiang She woke up, it was already broad daylight.

He pushed open the door. A light snow was still falling from the sky. The snow outside the yard had been swept away sometime earlier, and the yard was piled high with all sorts of boxes and cages.

There was another person in front of the door. Jiang She opened the door too wide and almost bumped into the other person, so he took half a step back.

A wary look in his eyes.

"What is this, Your Excellency...?"

Hearing the sound, the Taoist priest looked up. His eyebrows, eyes, and eyelashes were covered in snowflakes and frost, indicating that he had been standing there for at least an hour.

"Immortal Master, I, Qiu Qi, wish to..."

The Taoist priest was halfway through his speech when he suddenly realized he couldn't speak.

He was stunned for a moment.

Jiang She opened his mouth:
"Fellow Daoist, we can address each other as peers; there's no need for such formalities."

The Taoist priest tried to speak again, but suddenly found that he could speak again. This time, he didn't call himself a Celestial Master, nor did he dare to call himself a fellow Taoist; he compromised somewhat:
"gentlemen!"

Jiang She sighed.

"How long have you been standing here, fellow Daoist?"

The Taoist priest said blankly, "Three hours."

After returning home at midnight last night, he wanted to stand in front of the door to ask the master for guidance, but he was afraid that the immortal master would not allow it, so he waited for an hour before standing in front of the door, and has been waiting since dark.

My legs and feet were sore and numb, and I couldn't even feel them anymore.

But he felt a surge of ecstasy within him.

Jiang She asked him:

Do you have a handkerchief?

The Taoist priest rummaged in his robes for a while and pulled out a crumpled handkerchief. He was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to hand it to the immortal master.

"This handkerchief isn't very clean."

Jiang She took the crumpled handkerchief and reached out to wipe the snow and frost off his face.

"Fellow Daoist, your shoes are wet. Go back and change them."

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest stopped walking. He raised his head and stared straight at Jiang She, his exposed skin red from the cold.

"This humble Taoist wishes to follow you and learn the Tao!"

When Jiang She woke up, there was a person standing in front of the door, who had been frozen in the snow for who knows how long.

There was also a broom next to it; the Taoist priest probably swept the snow in the yard.

Jiang She sighed for the second time today.

"Haven't you already learned it?"

The Taoist priest was taken aback. Could he have met such a powerful figure before? And even learned magic from him? Who was it? He searched his memory carefully, but couldn't recall.

He was deep in thought.

Jiang She was already walking ahead, gazing at the magnificent gifts displayed in the courtyard.

"Did you deliver this?"

The Taoist priest felt ashamed.

His face turned even redder: "This humble Taoist is poor and probably doesn't have the financial means to become a disciple. This was sent by the Pei family this morning." The servants in the courtyard had already informed their master after Jiang She woke up and opened the door.

Jiang She had a meal with Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu.

Some was also given to the cat.

After they finished eating, Pei Ze and his wife came in from outside. Pei Ze had changed into clothes for receiving distinguished guests and respectfully clasped his hands in a bow.

"I apologize for any neglect I may have caused last night."

Then servants brought over many gifts: writing implements, jade, porcelain, tea cakes, fine wine, gold and silver utensils, and silk brocades, carried in box after box.

There were several plates of gold and silver in front of them.

Outside the gate, someone led in a fine horse, and the sound of the horse neighing could be heard.

The Pei family is about to give him their entire fortune.

Even the betrothal gifts for marrying a bride are nothing more than this.

Jiang She shook his head.

"Why so?"

Pei Ze said seriously, "I only realized after I woke up that if this nightmare continues, it could even take my life in the long run."

"The life-saving grace should be repaid generously."

Jiang She asked, "I wonder how much it cost you, sir, to invite all those Buddhist monks?"

Pei was questioned by the immortal, and he recalled the events.

"There should be one or two hundred strings of cash."

Jiang She then asked, "How many people did you invite in total?"

"If we include you and Master Qiu, there should be twelve or thirteen people."

Jiang She nodded.

He gazed upon the array of gold and silver vessels, dozens of kinds of treasures. Before him lay several trays of gold and silver ingots; not far away, jade artifacts sat in boxes, along with two large sets of fine porcelain bowls and cups, all from the imperial kilns and extremely expensive. Behind them were tea cakes, fine wines, and countless bolts of silk—silk and satin that could now be used as currency.

It's dazzling and alluring, nothing more.

Jiang She raised his hand.

He took one of the silver ingots from the plate in front of him.

It was heavy, weighing at least ten taels.

"that's enough."

The Pei couple were somewhat at a loss.

"But you don't really like gold and silver, those vulgar things, sir?"

Jiang She smiled slightly and put the silver into his sleeve: "This item is indeed wonderful, everyone loves it, including me."

"As for unusual items, you two have already given me yours. Let me add a door god to the list."

"Accepting any more would probably be inappropriate."

Pei didn't know what door gods were, but his wife had carefully examined the patterns on the sword sheath yesterday and guessed that they depicted a general.

"The nightmare has been eliminated, and I've already enjoyed two good meals and drinks."

Jiang She smiled.

He bowed and said:
"I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he called over two other people and went to the outer room.

Pei Ze chased after him out of the room, saying urgently:

“Mr. Jiang, if something similar happens again, what should I do…”

A biting wind howled through the snow, and something seemed to be blowing faintly, landing on the fine paper that Madam Pei was preparing to send out, causing it to flutter slightly.

A servant saw it.

"There are words on it!"

It was wind and snow that delivered the message.

They were stunned, and looked again.

The figure could no longer be seen in the light snow.

The Taoist priest, who had been waiting outside the door, squeezed into the room upon hearing this. The servants also made way for him, marveling at the paper and discussing it amongst themselves.

"Born out of thin air, with the wind and snow delivering the message, this must be an encounter with a deity!"

"That's what I thought yesterday!"

The servants chattered about the strange things they had seen the night before, especially one of them.

“Last night I saw fine threads growing on the scabbard, which must have been the life essence of a living person. When it reached you, my lord, you woke up.”

The Taoist priest peeked out.

All that can be seen on the paper is the faint, flowing form of the characters.

He was intimately familiar with those brushstrokes.

The Taoist priest had copied the text thousands of times in front of the temple, but he could never get it right. He marveled at how profound and mysterious the Taoist arts were.

I can almost still hear that mocking voice.

"Haven't you already learned it?"

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)