Chapter 21 Veterinarian
Seeing that the storm in the village did not involve him, Lin Ban was relieved and prepared to implement the next plan.
But Mu Yun stopped him in time: "If you want to revenge, you have to be strong enough. What you need most now is to improve your strength as soon as possible, not to take risks! You take me to the Taoist temple. I have to figure out something first.
In the past few days, after asking about Lin Ban's cultivation experience, Mu Yun had a deeper understanding of Lin Ban's spiritual cultivation method, but she still had some doubts, so she asked Lin Ban to take her to the small Taoist temple in Qinglong Mountain to ask Lin Ban's master for clarification.
"He is really not a master, but an ordinary mortal. There is nothing to see." Lin said with a sad face.
"Texit me!" Mu Yun was unmoved, "What's his name?"
"Soong Shouyi." Lin Ban finally compromised.
Lin Ban's master, Song Shouyi, is a Taoist priest in his fifties. Good men and women usually call him to guard the leader. He was alone in the back mountain of Qinglong Mountain, guarding a small three-clear view, shouldering the responsibilities of the master, handyman, accountant and chef.
The Taoist temple is remote, and in addition, most of the people now believe in Buddhism and do not believe in Taoism, so the days of Taoism are naturally a little difficult. Fortunately, Taoist priests have emphasized personal cultivation since ancient times, so most of them have some experience in martial arts fitness and traditional Chinese medicine health care, and Song Shouyi is no exception. It is said that in addition to playing some health boxing, he also has certain achievements in medical skills, which can cure some difficult and miscellaneous diseases that can't be cured by Western medicine. Therefore, nearby residents often come to him for medical treatment, donate some property to the Taoist temple and add some incense. Therefore, Song Shouyi has not been worried about cooking over the years, and occasionally can go out for a trip.
"Soong Shouyi? This name has some connotations. Mu Yun pondered for a long time and gave a comment.
"Haha, what's the connotation? In fact, he used to be a veterinarian. Later, I couldn't get along, so I became a Taoist priest. Lin Ban couldn't help laughing, "Shouyi, veterinarian, I guess he changed his old industry to the name of a monk."
"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Yun looked at Lin Ban indifferently, "Hold Pu Shouyi, this is a realm of Taoist cultivation!" Since he dares to use Shouyi's name, he must be a Taoist. Maybe he is a master!"
"Oh, if he is a master, I am a fairy." Lin half sneered.
In Lin Ban's eyes, the old Taoist priest has no mystery at all, that is, his medical skills closely related to his veterinary career. Lin Ban also learned a long time ago, but he could not even cure his father's paralysis. Naturally, he felt that it was nothing more than that. So he was only grateful to the old Taoist priest, but not in awe.
It turns out that Lin Ban is right. When they crossed the mountains and came to the Taoist temple, Song Shouyi was squatting on the bamboo chair and watching TV. He wears a small vest and shorts, a cigarette in his left hand, and picks his feet in his right hand. No matter how he looks like an obscene old man, how can he be a tall man?
He is also very ordinary - he is a fat and short old man, about 60 years old, only 1.65 meters tall. The old face full of fat was well-proportioned, but the few marijuana seeds and those small eyes on his face added a little obsceneness to him.
"Bad boy, you..." Hearing the movement behind him, Song Shou turned around and smiled, and then saw Mu Yun.
"Wait a minute!" Song Shouyi was stunned for a while, obviously scared by Mu Yun's beauty. He blushed, threw away his cigarette butts like lightning, then jumped off the bamboo chair and ran into a small room.
"Isn't that right?" Lin Ban spread out his hands with a wry smile.
Mu Yun didn't say anything, but stared at Song Shouyi's back, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
A moment later, Song Shouyi came out. This time, he wore a Taoist robe, a square crown on his head, thick-soled shoes, a goose feather square fan in his left hand, and a long white beard in his right hand. His whole body looked rich and handsome, coupled with a kind and solemn expression, which was simply a Taoist image of a master.
"Master, it's late." Lin Ban couldn't help shaking his head and sighed.
"It's polite to be poor." Song Shou stared at Lin, then put his hands together and smiled flatteringly at Mu Yun. "This beautiful woman, I don't know what's the matter?"
"You know my intention, why are you pretending to be confused?" Mu Yun stared at Song Shouyi's numb face for a long time and said unhappily.
The smile on Song Shouyi's face froze. After a long time, he patted his forehead heavily and showed a sincere and cheerful smile again: "I see, beauty, do you want to see the face or ask for gossip? Don't worry, poor gossip has always been very effective. If it doesn't work, it doesn't cost money.
Lin Ban couldn't help frowning. When the master met a woman in the past, he could politely call "good faith" or "female resident". This time, he was such a pig brother. It seems that Mu Yun's beauty is really lethal. However, you can't forget to ask for money for such a beautiful woman. It can be seen that the firmness of the master's Taoism is simply a model for Taoist priests across the country...
After listening to Song Shouyi's words, Mu Yun was silent for a while, and then nodded: "Ok, then you can help me look at my palm. But if you can't see it, you have to give me something.
"How is that possible?" Song Shouyi smiled confidently, "If I can't see it, you can move the things in my Taoist temple and move Yuanshi Tianzun away."
"It's a deal!" Mu Yun nodded, and then slowly stretched out his right hand to Song Shouyi's eyes.
Her hands are slender and white, bullying frost and snow, with a faint strange fragrance.
Song Shouyi felt his heart shake and quickly stared at it. Then the fat on his face suddenly twitched fiercely and couldn't speak for a long time.
Lin Ban saw this strange situation and also looked at it, and the expression on his face suddenly became very strange.
Lin Ban knows that in addition to medical skills and boxing skills, Master Song Shouyi is more reliable, and most of his other skills are cheating. For example, his ability to read fortune-telling does not come from the gossip of the Book of Changes, but from a book "Exploring the Secret of the Palm" on the stall. He mainly reads the lines of a few palms, and then talks about it.
Strangely, in the past, he was often confused and rarely failed.
Only this time, Song Shouyi may have overturned in the gutter - Mu Yun's palm is like fat and jade, which can be called perfect, but there are no obvious lines at all, not even the lifeline, love line and career line that ordinary people must have.
"This..." Sure enough, Song Shou looked at it with a bitter face for a long time before saying, "Beauty, your hand is very strange. You can't understand it..."
"Then let's talk about business. Did you teach Lin Ban's cultivation method?" Mu Yun was not entangled with the palmistry at all and went straight to the point.
Song Shou was stunned, and then nodded slowly.
"Give me the lower part!" Mu Yun said crisply, and his words were quite rude.
Song Shouyi was stunned again and shook his head and said, "There is no lower part."
"Give me the book." Mu Yun pressed step by step, "Since you can't see the palm, I have the right to ask for a book."
"Hey, who are you? Why do you interfere in the matter between me and Lin Ban? Song Shouyi obviously attached great importance to this book and finally couldn't help changing his face. He didn't even say the word "poor way" that he usually said. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and pretended to be the aggressive black boss.
"Good question!" Mu Yun's every word was chilling, "You are his master, but you don't teach him the complete method of cultivation. What kind of heart do you have?"
"What are you talking about? Will I hurt him?" Song Shouyi's numb face has turned red with anger.
"Mu Yun, be polite to my master!" Lin Ban was also anxious.
Mu Yun no longer paid attention to them, but walked to the back door of the Taoist temple.
"If you don't hand it over, I'll have to find it myself!"
Mu Yun's cold voice floated in from outside the Taoist temple, which was unpredictable.
She walked gracefully, but it seemed to be slow and fast. In just a few steps, she walked out of the Taoist temple.
"The ground shrinks to an inch?" Song Shou stared at Mu Yun's back, and his body suddenly trembled slightly. Then he grabbed Lin Ban's arm and asked quietly, "Lin Ban, who is she?"
"Her name is Mu Yun, and she is my classmate."
"Nonsense! Where did you come from such a beautiful female classmate? Song Shouyi didn't believe it.
"Master, I'll talk to you next time." Lin half struggled and shouted, "Mu Yun, where are you going? Wait for me!"
When Lin Ban and Song Shouyi chased him out, Mu Yun's figure had long disappeared.
Lin Banzheng looked around, but Song Shouyi closed his eyes and stood quietly for a moment, and then his expression changed greatly: "Oh no!"
The next second, Song Shouyi's figure turned into a wisp of blue smoke and ran towards a mountain not far away.
Lin Ban has never seen a fat master run so fast, which is simply not the agility of his age and figure.
At the peak, Mu Yun's voice was coming leisurely: "Two dragons grab beads, alternating yin and yang. The feng shui in this place is good. No wonder the old man wants to hide good things here... Humph, look, you pretend to be confused!"
"Woman, show mercy!" In the dense woods, Song Shouyi's miserable howl was particularly loud, "That's all the coffin books that my old man has saved for decades!"