The pear tree on the wall is snowy and delicate

Chapter 23: Don't show off your wealth

On Guyang South Street, two women were strolling leisurely, holding snacks in each hand, looking at the street stalls from time to time, looking leisurely and contented. Behind them, a man in a white gauze Taoist robe, at first glance, his sleeves fluttering, like a banished immortal, but he was holding many brocade boxes, even his face was covered, and he was carrying an ancient sword behind him.

Despite this, the man was still able to follow the two of them closely with a steady pace, as if there were eyes on the brocade box in front of him. Passers-by all looked at him sideways when they saw him.

But the woman in front seemed to be used to it, laughing and chatting, unaware of it.

"Aren't these Xiao Lingxiang and Xiao Maidong? How did you pick up someone again? Come on, come on, try the osmanthus cakes that grandma just made!" A white-haired old woman at a street stall greeted the two of them when she saw them.

"Yes, Granny Shen. This is the boy I just picked up. He's very strong." Lingxiang came to the stall and took a bite of a piece of osmanthus cake. "Hmm~ Granny Shen's osmanthus cake is still the best. It's fragrant but not greasy, and very crispy."

Mai Dong laughed secretly when he heard this: It has been a long time since the Yuanqing School has appeared, and the uniforms have been reformed. If everyone knew that the man was their own master, wouldn't they be shocked?
Upon hearing this, Master Fuyin couldn't help but feel angry, but he also laughed softly: Lingxiang is always unscrupulous and outspoken, relying on the love of his senior brothers to do evil things all day long.

The so-called Lingxiang's misbehavior does not mean that she does evil things outside. On the contrary, although Lingxiang's actions seem to be willful and reckless, she knows her limits. She is kind-hearted and always likes to help the weak. The senior brothers in the sect naturally understand her character and that is why they indulge her.

Just like Granny Shen in front of us, she lost her husband early, and her son went to the army. There were only the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and a hungry child in the family. She was previously ill and had no means of making a living. All the work in the fields depended on her daughter-in-law, who was repeatedly bullied by bullies. Fortunately, Lingxiang took action, taught a lesson to a group of local tyrants, cured her illness, and bought a stall for her.

The people of South Street are simple and honest. They have all benefited from Lingxiang to varying degrees. Because she is easy-going and kind, they all like her very much and always praise her whenever they mention her.

Granny Shen wrapped two packets of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in oil paper and gave them to Lingxiang. After Lingxiang thanked her, she quietly put some copper coins in the cakes and went to Youran Ju with Master Maidong and his apprentice.

"Master, why don't you tell the truth to City Lord Zhao?" Mai Dong asked without thinking.

"What? Tell the truth?" Lingxiang asked vaguely while chewing a big piece of osmanthus cake.

"This is our fate, so why add unnecessary troubles to others..." Master Fuyin sighed softly. The brocade box covered his face, making it difficult to figure him out.

"But Mrs. Qiao..." Mai Dong wanted to say something but was interrupted by Lingxiang.

"City Lord Zhao is as infatuated as he is, and his obsession is very deep. I guess the City Lord's wife also understands her husband's character, so she keeps silent about it... Besides, with Ah Jin here, it won't be a problem."

"Ajin? Isn't Ajin just a messenger of God? Why does the master respect him so much?" Maidong was puzzled.

"Although he is now a divine messenger, I think his fate is here. If the opportunity comes one day, he will surely be able to attain enlightenment and ascend to the rank of a true god."

"You don't read much, and you always think about food or money. Now you know that you are ignorant." Lingxiang teased.

Mai Dong refused, and the two started fighting. Fu Yin laughed out loud, and Mai Dong felt even more embarrassed.

"Master! Even you make fun of me!"

Master Fuyin smiled but did not answer. He then thought of Ah Jin. Since ancient times, foxes with tails have been common, but cats with tails are rare. Perhaps the name "Ah Jin" is his calamity...

"I remember reading a book about strange things when I was a child that mentioned the nine-tailed cat. Since ancient times, spiritual creatures have practiced to become demons, monsters, or fairies. However, Ajin practiced the ancient way of the gods, which is a realm that you and I can never reach. Only he himself knows the hardships involved. Countless cat spirits have given up their original intentions and fallen into the devil's way because of this. But Ajin's eyes are still clear. If he can really become a god one day, maybe he can give me some advice." Lingxiang said with a smile.

"No wonder you suddenly wanted to get close to Ajin, it turns out you have been planning this for a long time!" Maidong exhaled and tickled Lingxiang.

Hearing this, Fu Yin couldn't help but feel sad: only the master and a few fellow disciples knew about Lingxiang's matter, and the master had ordered that she must not be told about it. Seeing that Ling usually laughed and said nothing, in fact, everyone knew how much she had paid for her cultivation. If she knew everything about me one day, then...

Fu Yin moved the brocade box a little, revealing half of his face and looking at Lingxiang: It is definitely not the indulgence of the senior brothers, this girl is really pitiful.

"Lingxiang," Master Fuyin said hesitantly, "It's been so long since the incident happened. Isn't it time to return to the sect?"

Maidong looked at her with a worried look on his face. Lingxiang was stunned at first, and then she screamed like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Why are you saying this? That old man from Shangqing refused to give me the position of the treasure master, but instead gave me a furnace master. The furnace master and the cook! Isn't it just a furnace watcher? Why? I don't light the fire or cook, why should I be the furnace master!" "Master brother also has his own difficulties." Fu Yin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked helpless - so this is what this girl cares about?
Mai Dong seemed to be thinking about something: she knew Lingxiang best. Although she said so, the real reason was definitely not this, although she didn't know what exactly happened in the hall that day.

"Forget it. You won't understand even if I tell someone with such high cultivation level like you."

Lingxiang suddenly changed the subject. It turned out that they had arrived at the door of Youran Ju. Looking at the small wooden door under the plaque, Fu Yin suddenly felt uneasy.

Maidong looked at his master with sympathy: Lingxiang didn't continue to care about this matter, he would definitely say something foul and sarcastic about his master.

"Oh my, everyone looked down on my You Ran Ju in the past, but now even the dignified elder in charge of punishment of Yuan Qing Sect wants to visit my humble home. This really brings honor to my humble home!"

As expected, this damn girl just likes to take advantage of every opportunity to ridicule others.

Mai Dong hurriedly opened the door, wanting to help his master, but was shocked by the scene inside: the medicine cabinet where the herbs were placed was turned upside down, the tables and chairs were not in their original positions, and the ground was full of broken pieces of tea sets and porcelain for pills...

Seeing this, Lingxiang rushed to the backyard, and was relieved to see that the medicine field was safe and sound.

This precious spiritual plant that I got with great difficulty must not go wrong...

When Master Fuyin saw Lingxiang rushing in regardless of anything, he was afraid that the thief might do something bad to her before he left, so he put down the brocade box in a hurry, asked Maidong to wait for him outside, and followed him in haste.

"It's okay, it's okay, you are okay."

"The house has been ruined like this, but you only care about your spiritual plants?" Seeing that she only cared about her own medicinal field and ignored other things, he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Of course. These are rare items that I got with great difficulty, especially this Nine-Leaf Fritillaria. It cost me one Life-Extending Pill and two Marrow-Cleansing Pills." Lingxiang said as she picked up the Fritillaria beside her.

Only then did Master Fuyin notice that it was undoubtedly Chonglou, but if it was Jiuye Chonglou...

"You went to the Supreme Sect?"

"Yes." Lingxiang looked down at the Chonglou in her arms. It actually had nine leaves grown. It was worthy of her using the water from the spiritual vein to water it.

When Fu Yin heard her say that she had been to the Supreme Sect, he lowered his head and thought for a moment before asking, "You just said that you took a life-extending pill? What happened?"

Lingxiang thought about it and then told Fu Yin the whole story.

It's rare to see a monk who can wield two swords!

It is true that some monks have their own weapons, but most of them are swords, whisks, sticks, etc., and fierce weapons like knives are mostly not used by monks, unless...

Fu Yin and Ling Xiang had been silent for a while, so Mai Dong entered the room cautiously. He heard their conversation and saw that his master had a serious face, so he felt that something was wrong.

"The life-extending pill is a rare treasure. You used it so openly. I guess you have been targeted by bad guys. Now that we have found your residence, Youran Residence is no longer safe. Why don't you follow Master and I up the mountain?"

Lingxiang thought for a moment and felt that this made sense: her cultivation was not deep, and if he was really a bad guy like last time, it would be difficult to escape. Although Shangqing was a bit annoying, he could still protect her. Long Qi, that brat, had already entered the mountain gate, so it was a good opportunity for her to see the results of his recent cultivation.

After thinking about it, he nodded and agreed.

When Master Fuyin saw Lingxiang agreed, he was relieved, but he still felt a little uneasy. He had to go back and discuss this matter with the headmaster and his fellow brothers.

(End of this chapter)