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My mood is so beautiful and my mind is so flexible.

Tang Dongting asked diligently: "Chief Immortal, when will you leave for Beijing?"

"How much money does it cost to buy those medicinal materials?"

Wang Xianchang pondered slightly: "There are some extremely precious medicinal materials. If you buy them all, I'm afraid it will cost no less than one hundred thousand taels of silver."

"When the money is ready, I will go to Beijing immediately. The sooner the better!"

"Ten, one hundred thousand taels?"

Tang Dongting was taken aback and stuttered a bit when he spoke.

"What? Mr. Tang can't bear to leave?"

"Disciple, let's set off tomorrow and put away the gourd and pill mother..."

Immortal Wang ordered the little Taoist boy.

Tang Dongting hugged the red gourd tightly, clutching the elixir that could bring the dead back to life, and shook his head repeatedly.

"No, no, Immortal Chief, you, listen to me, listen to the villain..."

Wang Xianchang waved his hand, Tang Dongting was still hesitant, and the little Taoist boy frowned and tugged on his sleeve.

"Exceptor Tang, you are so ignorant!"

"How can my master, a foreigner, care about your little money?"

"He can make a few furnaces casually, and he can get a mountain of gold and silver, but nothing else?"

"What you take out is not money, it's all your own merit!"

"When the elixir is made, your Tang family will be the first to use it? If there is anything left in the end..."

Tang Dongting's eyes brightened, yes!

This medicine is refined, whether it is enough or not, it will be indispensable for my family anyway.

If you buy more medicinal materials, there will be some left at the end...

This, this is a good thing that can bring people back from hell!

How much can I buy it for? How much can it be sold for?

When a person is about to die, even if he is given ten thousand taels of gold to live for another day, he wouldn't be unwilling to do so, right?

Thinking of this, he quickly explained: "Immortal, I am not stingy."

"It's just that I can't come up with one hundred thousand taels of silver at the moment -"

Seeing Wang Xianchang's cold expression, he quickly added: "However, saving people is a big deal."

"I just thought about it. My family can scrape together 70,000 to 80,000 taels. I also have a few close friends. I can borrow some from them, which will definitely be enough."

"Chang Immortal, is one hundred thousand taels enough?"

"Otherwise, if I think of a way, I can always get another 30,000 to 20,000..."

Just when Wang Xianchang was about to speak, Xiao Daotong smiled and said: "This kind of disaster and epidemic is not a joke. Of course, we should be lenient, and the more the merrier!"

Tang Dongting said yes, wishing he could raise more money and refine more potions of elixir.

There was a flash of vigilance in his heart.

But think about these days, when Wang Xianchang told people's fortunes, he would not take any money and treat money like dirt.

Look at the fairy magic weapon in your hand, which one is not priceless in the world?

I can only laugh at myself for being suspicious.

This, there is nothing to worry about!

Is there such a good deal in the world?

Tang Dongting sighed secretly once again, he was really one of the few lucky people in the world!

Immortal Wang said no more, but solemnly told him that both treasures should be kept well and not allowed to be seen by others, as this could lead to unexpected events.

The spread of epidemics is a secret from heaven. Once it is leaked, there will be catastrophe.

After saying that, he walked away.

In the evening, Tang Dongting came to invite me again.

It was said that 90,000 taels of silver had been raised, and the quiet room was packed, and Wang Xian was asked to take a look at it.

But the little Taoist boy refused, saying that the master wanted to clean up his cultivation, and we would discuss these trivial matters tomorrow.

Early the next morning, there was another crowd in front of the shop.

Chen Zican opened the door, and Wang Heming was sitting upright, wearing a Taoist crown and a crane cloak, spotless, like a fairy.

After the three hexagrams were calculated, it was noon again.

After sending away the worshiping crowd, Tang Dongting, who had been standing far away all morning, came over with a smile on his face and a bowed waist.

First, he admired the immortal's wonderful lesson, and then he implored Master Wang to attend the banquet at noon.

Tell him everything is ready.

Wang Heming nodded in agreement.

More than an hour passed, until Tang Dongting became anxious about waiting and asked people to invite him again and again. Then he arrived belatedly with his disciple and ugly servant.

Tang Dongting welcomed the three of them into the study, opened a wooden box, and saw that it was filled with neat banknotes.

They are all one hundred taels each, totaling 120,000 taels.

Opening another box revealed layers of gold, said to be one thousand taels of gold, for the immortal master to spend on his journey.

Wang Heming glanced at it and didn't care.

He just said lightly: "Exceptor Mr. Tang, take me to see the quiet room."

Tang Dongting looked humble, but he had been secretly paying attention to Wang Xianchang's expression.

To be honest, Tang Dongting thought that his ability to observe words and emotions was already superb.

He has met many local gentry and court officials.

No matter how they disguised it, they could not hide the shock and greed when they saw the wealth that ordinary people could enjoy in ten lifetimes.

But this Wangxianshi, he is real, and he disdains the wealth in front of him that is enough to make the most timid man in the world go through fire and water, and the most chaste woman to take off her clothes.

There was no fluctuation in his eyes from beginning to end.

It's just like looking at a grain of sand or a blade of grass, no difference.

The 120,000 taels of silver notes, converted into silver, amounted to almost more than 4,000 kilograms, piled there, like a mountain of silver.

Even Tang Dongting has never seen it before!

He reluctantly glanced at Master Wang Xian again, and saw that he was also looking at him, his eyes as clear and quiet as an ancient well.

Tang Dongting sighed secretly and led the three of them into the quiet room.

The windows in the room that have been cleaned are bright and clean. There is a copper tripod on the incense table, and the red lacquered gourd is placed neatly inside.

In the white jade incense burner in front, three pillars of sandalwood were lit, and green smoke curled up.

Wang Xianchang looked around and frowned.

He ordered: "Remove all the messy furnishings from this room, leaving only one incense table."

"Also, take the portrait of Emperor Chunyang from the study and hang it on the wall."

"Last night I asked my senior brother to guard the altar for me these days. As long as he is here, I will be fine."

Tang Dongting respectfully agreed.

Back in the hall, Tang Dongting asked when he was going to leave. Master Wang Xian calculated with his fingers and told him that he would send the money in the afternoon and don't ask anything else.

Starting from today, he will fast for fifteen days, abstaining from eating meat and fish, and abstaining from sexual intercourse with women.

On April 19th, another thousand pounds of red snail charcoal and a load of purified water were prepared. When he came back, he would immediately start refining the medicine.

A crescent moon hangs quietly on the treetops.

The gentle night breeze is soaked in the fragrance of flowers and touches the face, making people drowsy.

However, Chen Zican couldn't sleep.

Because they had just left Weihuifu City and needed to be vigilant.

This is an open carriage, and the old horse pulling it is very tame.

There is no need for human supervision at all. It automatically follows the deep ruts and walks alone on the dark official road.

Lying in the rickety carriage, Chen Zican crossed his legs and looked at the stars in the sky, his face full of exhaustion.

He thought again of the night he left home, the same spring and the same starry sky.

He left a note for his grandma, took 500 yuan for living expenses for the second semester of high school, and with a dream, escaped from the small mountain village that made him feel suffocated.

Three years later, when he was bruised and bruised, he was at a loss.

Only then did he realize that his grandma and that quiet mountain village were the only places where he could take refuge.

In the sky, countless stars look down at the earth, and I don’t know which one is grandma.

He thought again of the little fox that was parasitic in his body and was nagging.

It’s been a long time since I sat in front of my grandma’s grave, and I suddenly felt a little missed.