I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 230 Wishes Fulfilled, Letters Written, Officials Visit Immortal Guo Lao
Do it all.

Jiang She picked up the kettle.

The inside was teeming with life, and the green liquid dripped like pearls. The kettle also seemed to have subtly changed, but Jiang She glanced at it and didn't look at it any longer.

There's more wine to drink now.

He turned around and met several pairs of intense gazes.

Sanshui and Chuyi stared wide-eyed.

"senior!"

They were deeply moved by what they just witnessed; their faces flushed red, their eyes sparkling, and they tilted their heads back to ask Jiang She a series of questions.

"What kind of magic is this?"

"Yes, it can even bring the dead back to life!"

Jiang She was in a great mood.

"I learned it from a friend of mine, and I tried it out today. Fortunately, it wasn't a bad thing."

Sanshui's eyes widened.

"Is this your first time using this technique, senior?"

"Yes, I've only seen it before." Jiang She smiled, tucking the wine jug into his sleeve. He'd buy a water jug ​​later to return to the two children.

Sanshui and Chuyi didn't notice this action and were focused on asking questions.

"You can learn something just by seeing it; you're amazing!"

"Can we do this in the future?"

Jiang She pondered for a moment.

Looking at the two children and seeing the bright light in their eyes, he couldn't bear to disappoint them and nodded.

"If you study diligently, it should be possible."

How long will it take to learn?

Jiang She brought up another matter, pointing to the cat that was shaking its fur, and said with a smile:
"This cat has now entered the path of cultivation, and it is extremely powerful. Not only can it speak human language at such a young age, but it also recognizes many characters."

"Now that she is interested in reading and writing, would you be willing to teach her in your spare time?"

The two young disciples were greatly surprised.

The two immediately forgot about asking about the Dharma, readily agreed, and surrounded the cat, taking turns speaking:

"You can speak now?"

When did you learn that?

What characters can you write now?

Their questions were so urgent that the little black cat instinctively pulled its ears back, trying to slip away, when it suddenly heard Sanshui exclaim, "Wow! You're amazing!"

The cat paused.

“I didn’t know how to read when I was three or four years old. I heard that I couldn’t even speak clearly back then. How do you know so many words? You’re amazing.”

The cat tilted its head slightly and looked at the two people.

The first-year student nodded as well.

"The spirit cat beside you, senior, is certainly different. Other cats, let alone being able to read, how could they talk?"

The cat tilted its head, its gaze fixed on the two of them.

A few breaths passed.

The cat opened its mouth, its voice soft and small.

"Is such that……"

Hearing the cat talk with their own ears, Sanshui and Chuyi were incredibly excited. They lowered their voices and spoke to the cat, their excitement barely concealed.

Jiang She was happy to be relieved of the burden of teaching the church to read.

He looked at Yan Xuelin.

Yan Xuelin let out a deep yawn, feeling a sense of lightness in his lungs. He had slept so soundly that he had no idea what time it was or how much longer it would take for the boat to reach the ferry...

He opened his eyes and looked at the sky for a while.

Suddenly I felt like I wasn't on a boat, and I didn't feel that slight swaying.

He sat up abruptly.

"Jiang...Young Master Jiang?"

Jiang She smiled when he saw that he had woken up: "Long time no see."

Didn't we just see each other during the day...? The thought swirled in Yan Xuelin's mind. He looked around, feeling both strange and familiar, and his heart was filled with confusion and many questions.

Yan Xuelin struggled to his feet.

"here it is……"

He not only wanted to ask this question, but also wanted to know why he had seen Jiang She again.

"This is Kuaiji now. I think you should go home and take a look first."

Kuaiji? Didn't he just leave Luoyang not far away?

Yan Xuelin was shocked. He looked around, his heart pounding. Finally, he recognized it. No wonder it looked familiar. This was clearly his family's cemetery!

The spot he had just crawled out of turned out to be a coffin.
For a moment, I was so scared that my legs went weak.

……

……

Jiang She strolled through the city and found a tea stall opposite the Yan family's residence. He instructed the stall owner not to put too much in the tea and just to boil it once.

Two more plates of snacks are to be served.

I shared one dish with Li Bai and the others, while Sanshui and Chuyi, the two greedy kids, shared another.

The servants of the Yan family had already swept the floor and polished the gate until it shone.

"Bang bang bang-"

A series of chaotic knocking sounds.

The servant tidied his clothes and hurried to open the door. He saw a strangely dressed young man walking in, but he didn't think much of it and smiled.

"Does the young master have a letter of introduction?"

Yan Xuelin stared wide-eyed. "Qian Liu, you don't even recognize me?"

The voice was very familiar. The servant paused, then suddenly raised his head and scrutinized the other person's face inch by inch. His lips trembled, his fear outweighing his joy.

"...Shiro?"

The servant hurried off to inform his master.

Yan Xuelin felt strange and looked around the house inexplicably. It had been ten years since he last saw it, and it looked much older. There was another servant beside him who looked at him with fear and worry. He brought out a lot of tea and snacks, but dared not answer any of the questions.

This left Yan Xuelin with a bellyful of questions.

Jiang She held his teacup and watched from afar. He had good hearing and could even hear Yan Xuelin's questioning.

It didn't take long.

The whole family rushed over, even the eighty-year-old patriarch of the Yan family came over with faltering steps, both surprised and delighted, and kept talking.

"Just come back, just come back!"

"My son, even if you are a ghost, I will be satisfied to see you again..." the old woman sobbed softly.

Her husband whispered something beside her.

"Don't say such unlucky things!"

The old woman realized this, wiped away her tears, and said repeatedly:
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I've been confused. Is Xue Lin hungry? I'll have the kitchen cook your favorite fish with black bean sauce right away..."

A large group of people surrounded Yan Si as he went inside.

No one dared to ask him how he got back. With his wish fulfilled, there were more cries than laughter.

It reached Jiang She's ears.

He picked up a piece of cake and ate it, feeling relaxed. He then asked the stall owner if there were any side dishes he could add.

They were not stingy with money and added it all.

The stall owner was overjoyed, beaming with delight.

Thinking of the magic that brought Yan Xuelin back to life, Jiang She took a couple of sips of tea and decided to send a letter to Zhang Guolao to ask for his advice and see if there were any oversights.

He did a passable job.

Jiang She looked at the stall owner: "Do you have paper and pen?"

……

……

Zhongtiao Mountain is a popular summer resort.

Located near the Yellow River, the area is rich in moisture, with clouds and mist often lingering around it, and verdant mountains and crisscrossing streams.

Undeterred by the hardships, the officials traveled for four or five days and finally arrived at Zhongtiao Mountain.

Zhang Guolao was ordered to search for the immortal being on the mountain.

The emperor found the events of the Fengshan ceremony increasingly bizarre. In this prosperous and peaceful era, he developed a desire to discuss metaphysics and seek enlightenment.

Like the previous emperors, he sent officials to visit.

We wish to invite Zhang Guolao to Chang'an.

The official gripped the iron chain tightly, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, staring at the rapidly flowing torrent below, the Yellow River surging, with only a swaying pontoon bridge beside him, which had only been built in recent years.

It scared me so much that my legs felt weak and sore.

He asked his servants:

How much further is it?

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)