Fox Road Travel Notes

With the living example of Miss Dujuan from Tianxianglou, this morning, the door of the shop was even more crowded.

Many wealthy households in the city and squires from all over came here personally holding money.

No matter what Chen Zican says, he must let Wang Xianchang accept this donation.

Even if you don't tell your fortune, you still have to make a good relationship.

Everyone knows that no matter how much money these individuals have, they cannot take it underground, and no matter how powerful they are, they cannot control the underworld.

This Wang Xian can make the City God obey his orders with just a piece of talisman.

The Immortal family pays attention to causes and conditions. As long as you are in favor, wouldn't it be of endless benefit to you in all your lifetimes?

However, no matter whether it is begging hard or begging with clever words, it is worth mentioning.

The little Taoist boy said: "Master said that money is an external possession and cannot be used by monks."

"If you insist on giving, why not take the money and do some good deeds yourself? You will be rewarded with blessings in the future..."

So, just like yesterday, this little Taoist boy who regarded money as dirt pointed out three people in the crowd.

These three people are male and female, old and young.

The only thing they have in common is that they all encountered obstacles that they couldn't overcome, and they were hesitant and depressed.

Wang Xianchang had a calm look on his face. After hearing them explain the reason and origin, he took out the black and white life book from the drawer and explained it in detail.

Sure enough, it was still exactly the same, which caused everyone to marvel.

The melon-eating crowd who were watching were all deeply moved by Wang Xianchang's noble character and integrity. Seeing him, he became more and more celestial and unfathomable.

Among these rejected people was Tang Dongting, who had been waiting here early in the morning.

When I see a person asking for divination holding a fortune book, I feel like I have found a treasure.

After saying thank you, everyone left happily. His heart was as anxious as a cat scratching his head.

After finally waiting for the three hexagrams to be calculated and the crowd gradually dispersed, he walked over again.

Facing Chen Zican, who was waving a big broom and sweeping the door, he nodded and bowed and said, "Little fairy, please tell me if you can pass the message for me."

"Let's just say that the neighbor on the left is Tangdong Pavilion. At home at noon, vegetarian food has been prepared."

"I would like to invite Immortal Wang to come to my humble residence and accept the offerings..."

The reason why Chen Zican left the door open today was because he was watching this guy linger.

After hearing this, he pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, it turns out he is a neighbor?"

"I wonder where Mr. Tang lives?"

Tang Dongting pointed at it: "Little fairy, look, the partition wall is the humble abode."

Chen Zican smiled and said: "This is really destined!"

"Exceptor Mr. Tang, please stay here for a moment. I will report to Master Ming right away."

Tang Dongting was overjoyed.

He knew that yesterday the prefect asked the master to invite him, but the Wang Immortal didn't even let him in.

After a few words, he dismissed it.

It is said that those who are near the water and towers first get the moon. It seems that I am indeed a blessed person!

The little Taoist boy dropped his broom, ran in, whispered a few words to Wang Xianchang, and pointed to Tang Dongting, who was waiting in the distance.

Wang Xianchang counted with his fingers and nodded slightly.

Tang Dongting watched uneasily and saw the little Taoist boy walking over with a smile.

He bowed his head to him and said, "Uncle Tang, my master has agreed!"

"He doesn't eat meat all his life. You just need to prepare some fruits and vegetables and a few glasses of vegetarian wine."

"We'll visit again in half an hour."

Tang Dongting smiled so fat that his face was trembling, and he said yes again and again.

He handed over a gold lock from his sleeve, but was pushed back by the little Taoist boy.

Chen Zican smiled and said: "My master said that since we are neighbors, we are destined."

"We, master and disciple, are going to stay in Wei Hui Mansion for a while. You don't have to be polite except Mr. Tang."

Tang Dongting sighed in his heart, he was indeed a disciple of the Immortal family and his conduct was pure!

He thanked Chen Zican, bowed to Wang Heming from a distance, and hurried back with the housekeeper.

In the Tang family, in Wei Hui Mansion, one’s hands and eyes can reach the sky.

Within a moment, the chef from the Jade Buddha Temple was invited in a Simaxuan carriage, and all the cooking utensils and ingredients were delivered.

When Wang Xianchang walked to the carriage and came to Tang's house with the Taoist boy and the ugly servant, Tang Dongting had already placed a large square table in the main hall.

There are eight land and water delicacies listed on it. The aroma is fragrant, but there is no greasiness of fish.

There are Buddha's Hands, Winter Bamboo Shoots, Luohanzhai, and Bazhenhehe.

There are magnolia bamboo shoots and sea cucumber wings made from mung bean flour.

There are merit chicken wings made of tofu skin.

There is chicken agarwood made from vegetarian chicken...

Tang Dongting bowed his waist all the way, with a humble attitude, and led Wang Xian to come over.

But this immortal who looked like a orchid orchid tree just stepped into the door and didn't even look at the delicacies on the table. Instead, he frowned.

Tang Dongting was panicking. He didn't know what made the living god unhappy.

But I saw him stretch out five slender fingers and start counting quickly.

After a while, he nodded and said to the little Taoist: "Where is the talisman? It should be right here."

The little Taoist boy was surprised and happy: "Master, have you found your uncle?"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms.

With a slight shake, the fire flashed and burned out of thin air.

Tang Dongting's eyes widened in surprise, and he saw that the talisman paper was not burned to ashes, but was like a fiery snake, winding and circling on the paper.

In a moment, a lifelike gourd shape was burned out, but everything else was still intact.

Xiaodao Tonghuan shouted: "Master, it's over here!"

Wang Xianchang nodded.

He counted again with his fingers, raised his head, and smiled at the suspicious Tang Dongting.

"Except Mr. Tang, we are indeed destined!"

"I have an old friend here, please allow me to pay my respects first."

Tang Dongting looked confused: "Chief Immortal, there are no outsiders in this humble house."

"The old friend you mentioned is..."

Wang Xianchang looked cheerful: "Except Member Tang, the old friend I'm talking about is Senior Brother Pindao."

"He likes to play games. Now, he is in the third room of your study."

"Take me there and you'll know at a glance."

Tang Dongting was confused and had no choice but to lead the three of them to the study.

It is said to be a study room, but there are not many books and volumes, but there are quite a few treasures from all directions.

Wang Xianchang just glanced at it briefly, then walked over and opened the door of an ear room.

The room was a little dark, with some porcelain on the shelves and the walls covered with paintings and calligraphy.

Although it is not a famous painting, it looks quite elegant.

Wang Xianchang walked to a scroll on the west wall, bowed his head in salute, and said with a smile: "It's been many years, how are you doing, senior brother?"

Tang Dongting rubbed his eyes and leaned over to take a closer look.

But it was the "Portrait of Emperor Chunyang" that I bought at the market more than ten years ago.

Lu Dongbin in the painting wears a Taoist crown but a Confucian uniform with a wide robe and long sleeves.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, chic and refined.

He was stroking three long strands of beard with his left hand, holding a whisk in his right hand, with a seven-star sword behind his back, and a red leather gourd hanging by his waist. He was standing under the ancient pine, watching the dancing cranes...

Tang Dongting thought he was dazzled. When he bought this painting, he only thought it looked good and didn't even know who the author was.

This, this Lu Chunyang, is Senior Brother Wang Xianzhang?

The more he looked, the more incredible he became, and he blurted out: "Immortal, are you driving..."

The little Taoist boy stepped forward and flicked his sleeves on the painting.

He said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, you have mortal eyes. I have removed the confusion in front of your eyes. Take a closer look..."

Tang Dongting took a closer look and was shocked.

He didn't know how many times he had seen this painting. Lu Dongbin in the painting looked calm and thoughtful.

But now, I actually looked at everyone and smiled!