Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Until the sun was high in the sky, the group of women were still reluctant to leave.

Everyone took out their own food and rushed to feed Chu Wen, making Chu Wen feel very full.

On the other hand, at the poetry gathering, people no longer wrote poems, composed articles, drank wine, or even ate.

A group of scholars gathered in twos and threes and had an extremely heated discussion.

Two quarters of an hour ago, Shopkeeper Wen handed the calligraphy that Chu Wen left on the desk before leaving to Magistrate Zhao.

At this time, County Magistrate Zhao was holding the piece of paper, lost in thought.

Dean Wu took a closer look and saw the words:

"I am originally from the back mountain, but I am occasionally a guest in the front hall."

"Drunk and dancing in the Sutra Pavilion with half a scroll of books, sitting in the well and talking about the vastness of the sky."

"Ambition is a game of fame and fortune, and the great bucket is a game of fortune and misfortune."

"When it comes to being short of money, I blame the universe for being wrong."

After reading it, Dean Wu sighed and said:

"This child is extraordinary, this child is extraordinary."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dezhu nodded slightly.

Just when he was about to praise Chu Wen, he turned around and saw Chu Wen sitting among a group of women, holding Miss Sun with one hand and Mrs. Liu with the other, laughing loudly.

"Ugh!"

Zhao Dezhu sighed heavily and thought to himself:

If we say that he had bad character, he would definitely not have been able to write these four thought-provoking words.

Although he was a man of high moral character, he condoned fraud by his servants and instigated Zi Yan to steal.

He didn't attend the poetry meeting, but went to hang out with a bunch of women, and even put his arm around them in public. How could he be described as a scholar at all?

If you say that he is arrogant because of his talent, he humbly calls him a puppet from the back mountain sitting in front of the hall, dancing drunkenly and looking at the sky from a well.

Although he is indifferent and humble, he will take revenge if he has any, and he even scolded Marin away.

What kind of person is this?

But no matter what, it is an indisputable fact that this boy has a heart of a tiger and great talent.

Zhao Dezhu looked back at Chu Wen who was making a group of women laugh, and felt like his head was about to split.

Dean Wu said seriously:

"Master Zhao, I would like to ask a master craftsman to carve these four sentences on a stone and place it in the academy as an encouragement."

Zhao Dezhu immediately responded: "Yes!"

After saying that, Zhao Dezhu stood up and walked towards the sedan chair, saying as he walked:

"After the poetry gathering, send the original manuscript of the four lines of Fengyin to the county government."

When Dean Wu heard this, he felt heartbroken and felt like he had lost 100 million.

……

Zhao Dezhu returned to the county government office and went to the study immediately.

He picked up his pen and wrote a long letter to his old man who was an official in Beijing, and attached four verses of Fengyun.

……

That night.

The old monk went to the east wing with a sad face and found Chu Wen. After hesitating for a while, he finally said:

"You are a man of many ideas. Give me some advice."

Chu Wen was curious when he saw the old monk had a sad face.

"Master, tell me what it is first."

The old monk sighed, looked out the window, and said slowly:

"Hey, there is a nunnery in Niubei Town. There are rumors that the feng shui there is bad and that it is in conflict with the earth. Now there are no pilgrims. You have a lot of clever ideas. Please help me think of a solution."

Chu Wen saw that the old monk's eyes flickered and looked around when he spoke, and he was sure that he had something to hide.

When he heard that it was a nunnery, he became even more curious and deliberately said:

"They are just a few nuns, why do you care about them? Could there be a lover of Master among them?"

The old monk's face suddenly turned red when he heard this, and he hurried to the window with his back to Chu Wen.

"What are you talking about, you bastard? Do you have any solution?"

This was the second time Chu Wen saw the old monk blushing, which surprised him greatly.

This old monk is the most shameless person. He would not even admit it if he was caught stealing.

There must be something fishy about this nunnery, and Chu Wen became very curious.

"Master, I'm very busy right now. I can't be bothered to care about ordinary people."

"Not just any ordinary person! Tell me what you have in mind!"

"Who is that?"

"I asked you to come up with an idea, why do you care so much?"

Chu Wen felt uneasy when the old monk mentioned this matter. He must have a story with the nunnery. He smiled and said:

"Master, you have plenty of money now. Isn't it easy to support a few nuns?"

"You know nothing. There are more than a hundred nuns in that nunnery. I'm not a wealthy local tycoon."

"Oh? So, Master only wants to raise one?"

After saying this, the old monk suddenly started cursing:

"Who fed you when you were starving and had nothing to eat? Who saved you when you were poisoned and lying on the roadside waiting to die? Now you have made it and live in a big house..."

"Stop, stop, stop."

Chu Wen was most afraid of this tight hoop curse, and the old monk also knew that Chu Wen was most afraid of this tight hoop curse. Chu Wen also knew that the old monk knew that he was most afraid of this tight hoop curse.

The old monk usually wouldn't recite the tight-fitting curse, but now he's using this powerful weapon. It seems like this matter is really important to the old monk.

"Is it not enough for me to help? Master, you have to tell me who I should help!"

Upon hearing this, the old monk paced back and forth in front of the window, as if he didn't dare to say the name.

After a long while, the old monk uttered four words:

"Master Liaoyuan."

When Chu Wen saw that the old monk even took out the golden hoop curse, he knew that the relationship between Master Le Yuan and his master must be unusual.

Combined with the incident of the old monk being beaten in Famen Temple, Chu Wen thought: Could it be that Master Liaoyuan is Master's sister-in-law?

If this is true, Master was beaten by his elder brother as soon as he mentioned his sister-in-law. Could it be that Master and his sister-in-law...

It is very simple to help this nunnery. Chu Wen already has an idea, but he deliberately doesn't say it.

"Master, it's not that there is no way, but it depends on the importance. I need to know how important this matter is to you."

The old monk had been racking his brains for a while but couldn't come up with a solution. Seeing that Chu Wen had an idea immediately, he quickly replied:

"It's important, very important. What's the solution? Tell me now!"

"Master, let me ask you, if Master Liaoyuan and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?"

When the old monk heard this, he was so angry that his head hurt.

"I will definitely not save you!"

"What if Xiu'er and Master Leyuan were both..."

"Get lost! Tell me now, you bastard! What's the solution?!"

Chu Wen found it funny to see the old monk jumping up and down in anxiety.

"I will help Master to get this done within five days, but Master must go with me."

The old monk's face showed rejection: "What should I do?"

Chu Wen's method did not require the old monk at all. He was just curious and wanted to see if his guess was correct.

"This method won't work anymore. Anyway, Master must go."

The old monk looked at Chu Wen with suspicion: "Do you also know Feng Shui?"

Chu Wen laughed: "I am the Feng Shui God, and I am famous for nothing. I can change the world and dispel evil spirits with a flick of my hand. But, I need the help of Master's luck to be flexible."

"I can only lead the way for you. If you dare mess around, I will expel you from my sect!"

……

There are three Bodhisattvas enshrined in Shuiyue Temple, namely:

The compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who saves all sentient beings.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva represents the virtues of reason and practice.

Therefore, the majority of pilgrims have always been female.

The abbess of Shuiyue Temple, "Master Jing'an", is 42 years old this year, but she looks like a woman under 30.

After decades of seclusion and practice, he finally reached the middle stage of Shatui (equivalent to the perfection of Qi refining in Taoism), and it was difficult to make any further progress.

Master Jing'an