Small town adventure

Chapter 88
Daoist Qingyang nodded again, pondered for a while, looked at Shui'er and said, "I once counted your fate, your grandma said it was right, you were indeed born in a cloudy time and a cloudy day, and your fate is extremely short. If it wasn't for your grandma who took care of you since childhood, how could you live to this day. This Jade Buddha bone was given to you, and it is considered a suitable place, so don't throw it away, otherwise your life will be in jeopardy."

Shui'er responded, and suddenly remembered something, and said to Daoist Qingyang: "I remembered, my father seems to have told me something about my grandma when she was young, and that was what my father told me after my grandma passed away. , It happened more than ten years ago, and I almost forgot about it. My dad told me that my grandma was weak and sick since she was a child, which was similar to when I was young. Stuff. When I was about five or six years old, I was taken away by a wandering Taoist priest for a while. My family thought she must have lost it. Unexpectedly, when I was [-] or [-] years old, she came back by herself. After coming back, she changed. She doesn't look sick, and she can see a doctor for others. If people in the village can't find something, they can ask grandma, and they will be able to find it. Since then, grandma has become famous in all villages. I once wondered if grandma was the grandma who was lost at that time. I still remember that the Daoist Yunyou who my father told me about taking grandma away seems to be a man named Wu Yazi in Qingcheng Mountain."

"Wu Yazi?!" Taoist Qingyang exclaimed, almost standing up.

Shui'er was taken aback by Daoist Qingyang's actions, and said slowly: "Daoist, is there something wrong?"

"Are you sure it's Qingcheng Mountain Wuyazi?!" the Taoist priest asked sharply.

"If I remember correctly, it must be." Shui'er replied weakly, and at the same time expressed surprise and puzzlement at Taoist Qingyang's actions.

Daoist Qingyang didn't speak, he seemed to be thinking about something, the expression on his face seemed to be coated with a layer of wax.

After a while, Shui'er asked cautiously: "Master Taoist, do you know this Taoist named Wu Yazi?"

Qingyang Taoist's eyes moved a bit, and then he recovered from his contemplation, and said leisurely: "The Wu Yazi you mentioned is not someone else, but the uncle of the poor Taoist!"

"Ah!" Shui'er couldn't help exclaiming: "Isn't he Wuyazi of Qingcheng Mountain? Daoist, aren't you from Wudang Mountain?"

(End of this chapter)