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Central Plains, Mangdang Mountains, in a quiet mountain forest.
There is a Taoist temple in the mountain forest. Although this Taoist temple is not in a famous mountain, it is the most famous Taoist temple in this city. Speaking of historical origin, it can be traced back to the Kang and Qian years of the previous dynasty, which has a very long history.
It is said that it was a bachelor during the Kangxi and Qianlong years. After resigning from office and returning to his hometown, he was obsessed with Taoism, and finally invested in the establishment of such a Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is called "Qinglin Temple" and belongs to the Quanzhen School in the north.
Nonsense, the three words "Qinglin Guan" were inscribed by the famous Shiquan old man, Emperor Qianlong.
But whether it is true or not, only ghosts know.
This Taoist temple is full of incense, and it is said that seeking children and seeking wealth are very effective.
? Except that the locals like to come here for divination on weddings and funerals. That is, many outsiders will come from thousands of miles to ask for divination or fortune.
Of course, there are also many dignitaries who like to come to seek official careers. In the evening, when the Taoist temple was about to close, a middle-aged man with a Jiangnan accent and Wu dialect rushed to the Taoist temple.
"Don't close the door."
"etc."
Seeing a Taoist boy in a sackcloth robe about to close the vermilion gate of the Taoist temple, the middle-aged man hurriedly shouted: "I'm looking for you, Li Qingyang, Li Guanzhu."
"Who are you?"
Daotong looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously.
"Gusu Fan's family, Fan Chengshui."
The middle-aged man Fan Chengshui took out his business card, and handed a stack of rmb to the little Taoist boy: "Please, brother, report it for me, and say that the Fan family in Gusu has something to ask to see Guanzhu Li."
Money, no matter where it goes, is a sharp weapon for gods to block and kill gods, and Buddhas to block and kill Buddhas.
Although he is an outsider, outsiders also need money.
Without money, you can't eat, and you can't get a new mobile phone!
For this reason, after Daotong got the money, his attitude towards Fan Chengshui was naturally much better.
"Please wait."
"I'm going to report to Lord Supervisor."
Xiaodaotong is not qualified to meet Li Qingyang and Li Guanzhu directly. He first reported to the supervisor on duty, and then the supervisor reported Fan Chengshui's visit to Li Qingyang and Li Guanzhu.
"Brother Fan, are you safe?"
Li Qingyang greeted him personally, and he smiled and took Fan Chengshui's hand: "The last time we said goodbye, haven't we seen each other for five years?"
"This new Taoist boy doesn't know you, I'm really sorry, sorry."
"this is nothing."
Fan Chengshui said with a smile: "It's Guanzhu Li, you are still so energetic after five years of absence, you don't look old at all."
"It's me, but my hair is getting grayer."
"People from Fangwai are like this, they don't have anything to worry about every day." Li Qingyang said with a smile: "It means sitting in meditation, reading, drinking tea and discussing Taoism."
"The ancients said that the heart is broad and the body is fat."
"So naturally it will age slowly."
"Brother Fan, if you turn down the secular entertainment and come to this mountain to clean up with me. It won't take long, maybe your hair will turn black again."
"After all, we cultivators grow what we eat by ourselves."
"Primitive Health."
"Ha ha."
Fan Chengshui grinned: "I would like to too, but reality doesn't allow it."
"It's just a cow of the Fan family. A lot of things about the Fan family are still waiting for me to go back to deal with. How can I have time to clean up?" Fan Chengshui smiled wryly: "If I retire in the future, I would like to come to Guanzhu Li to clean up."
"But I don't know if that day will come."
Fan Chengshui was a little depressed. He felt that sooner or later he would die of exhaustion in the office, or on the way to a business trip.
"good."
"Then I'll wait on the mountain for you, Brother Fan."
Li Qingyang smiled and said: "This time, Brother Fan, you came alone, and Mr. Fan didn't come?"
"The old man's health is getting worse and worse. The old man can't stand such a long-distance travel." Fan Chengshui replied to Li Qingyang: "So I came here alone."
"This is the old man's wish."
Fan Chengshui handed a check for one million to Li Qingyang with a smile.
The Fan family will give one million yuan to Qinglin Temple every year as a blessing.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."
Li QingyangAfter giving a Taoist number, he naturally accepted the million with a smile on his face.
"Brother Fan, let's go to the backyard and chat while eating."
"Don't be in a hurry about eating, Li Guanzhu, to tell you the truth, I came here this time because I have something important to report to Fang Zhenren." Looking at Li Qingyang, Fan Chengshui looked a little complicated: "I want to see Fang Zhenren as soon as possible."
"Master Uncle, his old man, is repairing in the back mountain, and hasn't shown up for almost a month."
"I usually don't see his old man."
Li Qingyang looked at Fan Chengshui suspiciously: "Brother Fan, what's the matter with you rushing over from Gusu this time?"
"But did that junior brother of mine get into trouble?"
"If it's not a serious matter, just give me a call. There's no need to come over and disturb my uncle and his old man's cleaning."
Li Qingyang is very clear that the reason why Qinglin Temple can maintain such a detached position is that they don't have to do anything. Every year, countless dignitaries and dignitaries come to give money on their own initiative.
The most important reason is that his master uncle Fang Zhenren, who is known as the Central Plains medical sage, is there!
These dignitaries donated money to Qinglin Guan, not for him, Li Qingyang, but for his uncle Fang Zhenren!
Li Qingyang knew that Ye Fan, the younger brother, had inherited Fang Zhenren's mantle. Like Fang Zhenren, he was also unparalleled in medicine and martial arts!
He also counted on Ye Fan to take Fang Zhenren's place after Fang Zhenren sat down.
So that he can still sit and make money every day!
"It's Ye Fan's business."
"But it's not causing trouble."
Fan Chengshui smiled wryly, scratched his head, and answered Li Qingyang with some embarrassment: "It is."
"died."
"What!?"
"You said my junior brother died?"
"How can this be!"
Hearing Fan Chengshui's words, Li Qingyang raised his voice by three decibels, and he looked at Fan Chengshui in amazement: "My junior brother is a master at the peak of the master, and he is both medical and martial arts."
"Who can kill him?"
"Brother Fan, are you sure this is the truth and you are not joking with me?"
"Today is not April Fool's Day, this is not funny!"
Li Qingyang looked extremely dignified.
Although most of them in Qinglin Temple practice martial arts and Chinese medicine, they basically stay at the level of health and fitness.
Pilgrims who usually fool around and don't understand are okay, but when facing experts, they don't work at all.
Even Li Qingyang, who is the master of the Taoist temple, is only at the beginning level of a master.
Medical skills are even more unsightly.
If Ye Fan died, then the Qinglin Temple would be broken.
He can't support this Qinglin temple!
"Brother Fan."
Li Qingyang looked at Fan Chengshui with an extremely complicated expression. He took a deep breath, and looked at Fan Chengshui with an extremely serious expression: "Brother Fan."
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