After returning to the Taoist temple, I took water and washed clothes, and meditated and refined qi.

During this period, I bought rice once. When I arrived at the market, everyone looked at him with a bit respect. Many elders came to say hello, probably because of the bloodstained snake, or the Liu Mansion's treatment incident spread.

There are also troublesome things on this pure day. For example, the cold year grass has withered so much that only one leaf is left, and the rest has turned into dead leaves.

Originally nourished by spiritual water, the cold-year grass has gradually turned silver, which is very similar to the rumored ten-year-old cold-year grass. However, Qin Xianyu is no longer short of those little wealth and has not picked it. However, he did not want to go to Liu Mansion. After returning, the remaining cold-year grass leaves had withered, leaving only one leaf on top.

A leaf on the top gradually shines with golden sieve.

"Maybe I took away the mysterious little tripod and made it change?"

"It is said that this cold year grass needs to be maintained, but Wang Ji's family is in poverty, so where can he provide a flower and grass? Besides, he also said that this cold year grass is different and does not need to be maintained. At that time, he thought it was a joke, but now it seems that it is just a truth."

Qin Xianyu buried the small tripod called the Ghost-Suppressing Seal back into the soil.

That night, the leaf on the top was golden and transparent, as if made of gold.

Seeing this, Qin Xianyu was stunned and smiled bitterly, letting it grow on its own.

This phenomenon is like planting melon fruits. The branches must be cut and the fruits must be subtracted to make the remaining fruits grow full. Otherwise, if all fruits are divided equally, the fruits will grow slightly worse and even fail to grow.

Similarly, the remaining leaves of this cold year grass withered, and all the nutrients gathered on the top, making this leaf particularly different.

"Is this the 100-year-old cold grass?"

"The cold year grass can usually only last for eight or nine years. The ten year old cold year grass is rare in the world. Where does the hundred year old cold year grass come from? If it is really the hundred year old cold year grass, it will be really priceless. The medicinal effect will definitely not be inferior to the thousand-year-old ginseng and Tianshan snow lotus. In terms of rare places, it is even more rare."

"I don't need it to make money anyway, let it go."

Qin Xianyu ignored it and used jade pills to soak in water every day, meditate and practice, and often used hatchets to practice the sword above the true understanding of the sword.

Within two days of leisure, someone came to the door.

When I opened the door, there were several people standing outside the door. An old man bowed slightly, and he was the manager of the Shangguan family.

The little Taoist priest was stunned. He had been obsessed with practicing for the past few days and had been to Liu Mansion again, and almost forgot the time. When he thought about it carefully, the birthday of the old master of the Shangguan family was only in these few days.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, and the young master is even more handsome." The old manager smiled and said, "Today, the old slave is ordered to send some things to the young master, which can be useful for his birthday."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and someone brought a set of clothes with both hands, which were all white and had a good texture.

In addition to a long gown, there are also white jade boots, silk-wrapped belts and other clothes.

Then another person brought a square of ink inkstone, which was black and red, and the light was faintly lit.

The old manager bowed and said, "This is the clothes prepared for the young master. As for this inkstone, I would like to offer it to the old master at that time, and only give it a birthday ceremony."

Qin Xianyu took the inkstone and watched it. Although he was not an expert, he knew that the inkstone was not an ordinary person. He immediately smiled and said, "The Shangguan family is considerate and has clothes again. Even the congratulatory gifts are prepared for me first, so I don't have to spend money. I don't know what the inkstone has. Fortunately, I said it when I present it, so I can't just hand it over it?"

The old manager smiled and said, "Young Master Qin is humorous. This inkstone was given to you by noble people in the capital. Outsiders don't know it yet, so the young master can offer gifts at the banquet. As for the inkstone itself, I heard from the old master that it is produced in Heishan. Red silk inkstone is abundant in Heishan, but this inkstone is different. It is black and red, with a rare texture. It is carved by famous masters and is rare in the world. It is called the Red Dragon Ink Jade Platform."

The Red Dragon Black Jade Platform is such a big name. Qin Xianyu smiled and said, "Then I will accept it. When the birthday is approaching, you will pick me up again."

The old manager nodded and bowed, "Since that's the case, I'll send someone to invite you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Qin Xianyu was slightly stunned. He was immersed in practicing Taoism, forgot about the passing of time, and only guessed that it was within these few days, but he didn't expect it to be tomorrow. In this way, it was a bit urgent.

Then the old manager left a few more pieces of paper, which were densely recorded on them, mostly etiquette and rules, and words of response.

Qin Xianyu smiled secretly and said, "I'm afraid that I will be rude and talk nonsense again? I don't have any time to read these things. If I have this free time, I should figure out the problem of practicing Taoism and practicing qigong."

He put the paper in his arms and nodded.

The old manager was not easy to bother with him. He smiled and said a few words before he led the person away.

The servant who was bribed by the Chen family happened to be walking at the end. He put his hands behind him and threw them a little, and a ball of paper rolled down.

The paper ball fell silently, landing in front of Qin Xianyu.

When everyone left, Qin Xianyu picked up the piece of paper.

The first sentence on the paper was to ask him to burn the papers from the Shangguan family and just talk to them according to this piece of paper. Otherwise, it would be cheaper even if he wanted to die.

He continued to scan his eyes and found that it was full of Qin Xianyu's rudeness, disrespect to the Shangguan family, how to withdraw from the bride on the spot, how to lose all his face in the Shangguan family. In short, he used all means to make him withdraw from the bride.

"Whether it is the Shangguan family or this big man, he is a little superior."

Qin Xianyu sighed softly.

Although a manager of the Shangguan family and several servants came and gave him enough courtesy, no one of the members of the Shangguan family came. The big man who gave him hundreds of silver was just a servant of the Shangguan family who passed the message, and his family never showed up.

Both families only came to pass the message when they were about to be on their birthday, and ignored it before. They seemed to have forgotten that Qin Xianyu, a little Taoist priest who was carrying on the engagement, was just because they all felt that they were superior and didn't care much about him, a little person.

They didn't think such a little Taoist priest had the courage to disobey their intentions.

Qin Xianyu shook his head, took out the paper in his arms, kneaded it into a large ball with the paper in his hand, and threw it into the stove.

"I also want to practice my skills and learn how to portray the fire talisman. It seems that I will be postponed."

Suddenly, Qin Xianyu remembered that when the so-called big man sent hundreds of taels of silver, he also had something with him.

The little servant of the Shangguan family once wanted to hide it privately.

This thing looks weird, I don’t know where it comes from?

"That so-called big man is not a kind person. It is more than enough to use hundreds of taels of silver to buy a little Taoist priest, but what is the use of such a thing? I think the servant of the Shangguan family has kept it privately. I think the value of this thing is still quite good, but... what is this thing?"

"I always feel... it's a hot potato."
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