The so-called useless scholar is a scholar. The status of scholars in this era is very exceptional. In ancient times, people were precocious, and they got married and had children at the age of fifteen or sixteen, so they became independent early. However, if a scholar who could not get a good exam, it was common for him to stay at home and stay at home in his twenties or thirties. If he was a little idle, he could earn a meal. If he didn't have any, he would eat his parents.

This is the case in Anyang in the old man's memory, but since the previous few days, the adopted son in his memory has changed. Not only his temperament, knowledge and conversation have changed, his attitude towards him has changed, and his whole person has changed, just like the ingot of silver in his hand now. Except for when he was young, he hadn't seen so much money in countless years.

Not to mention money, even the roast chicken last night was only when "his adopted son" had gritted his teeth and bought it once to eat it.

"well……"

The old man sighed, not sure whether it was relief or loneliness.

When he walked to the messy stove, he saw a yellow and orange object on the small table next to the stove for dinner. It was about five taels of silver. He was stunned for a moment, walked over and picked it up and looked at it, his turbid eyes suddenly widened. The heavy feeling told him that he would not be wrong. Then, to be on the safe side, he took another bite, and the row of bright tooth marks on it were so conspicuous.

The old man suddenly changed his color!

After a while, Anyang and he stood by the table with him. He picked up the ingot of gold and could be sure that it was gold. But the question is, where did this come from? He only gave the old man one ingot of silver this morning and made up many excuses to ask the old man not to open a tea shop in the future. At the same time, he bought clothes for what he should buy, and what he should eat meat and eat meat. Don’t be so bitter anymore, but he definitely didn’t give gold.

"Didn't it fall from the sky?"

Anyang looked up at the roof of the tiled house and shook his head. This idea was so whimsical that he was insulting his IQ.

After a long discussion, the old man naturally attributed it to the gods' appearance, because of the blessings he gave with kindness. The weight of this ingot of gold was about ten taels, which was about six to eighty taels of silver, but it had to be exchanged at the money house, so it was impossible to buy things directly. On the one hand, no one could afford it, and on the other hand, many small transactions did not charge gold.

Six to eighty taels of silver are considered a huge sum of money, especially for the elderly.

There were a few meat buns for breakfast, and then porridge and pickles. Xiaochan was still careful. After eating a bun, she didn't dare to eat it anymore. Maybe she was embarrassed, but Anyang could feel that her eyes looked at her were even more afraid, and she could hardly look at her. She couldn't help but wonder if she was discovered by her when she went out last night.

Looking at the old man again, he had already made up his mind to adopt her.

It is said that people in this era are basically precocious, especially poor families. There are many children who help do their best at the age of six or seven, but it is a bit strange that Xiaochan can do these things. Seeing her fair and beautiful face and brightly colored clothes don’t look like children from ordinary families. However, the fact is that after dinner, she goes to wash dishes quietly and washes very cleanly, probably because she is afraid that the elderly will drive her out.

It tastes quite like working to seek shelter.

Anyang looked at her busy figure stepping on the bench and frowned, and remembered the valuable ingot of gold.

Even if he had already confirmed that this world was unusual, he would never believe that there were gods who appeared and threw money to mortals. It was impossible to have gods like this. The origin of gold was very strange. At present, the only thing that interfered in his life with the old man was this little girl of unknown origin. She never said that when asked about her life experience, the only thing she said was the calm "It's all over."

Anyang pulled the corner of his mouth and suddenly thought of the plots of some domestic costume dramas with aches, which really fits a little.

Perhaps some martial arts or famous families encountered a change and abandoned them in order to protect their young children, but secretly sent someone to protect them. They were afraid that their children would suffer, so they secretly left money... Such a story seemed to poison him when he was a child, but he was not crazy at all when he was young.

Shaking his head, the natural world is different from the original world after all, and if someone really secretly monitors them, he would have discovered it long ago.

What is the reason?

Could it be that the gold that the little girl had in her original care was quietly placed on the table last night?

As for why she did this, Anyang remembered what she looked like when she had dinner last night. Maybe... he didn't want to eat vegetables anymore, right?

He shook his head and dispelled all the unrealistic ideas. Anyang changed into the most decent scholar's robe, the only one that had not been patched. He walked towards the west of the city and left the city gate. His steps began to accelerate significantly, and his figure gradually became like the wind. He walked to the foot of a small hill ten miles away from the west of the city. He walked up the steps and saw a dilapidated and abandoned Taoist temple.

Li Changsheng sat upright in the main hall, his Taoist robe was still tattered, which fits the old Taoist temple. He did not see the strange little Taoist priest beside him, only the old box was placed. Behind him was a god who could not name his name. He seemed to feel his arrival and suddenly opened his eyes.

"It turns out that I am a fellow Taoist in Anyang, and there is not even a tea here. Please forgive me for the inadequate reception."

"Master Li's words are wrong. Meeting is fate. Tea is a good thing. As long as you get excited, what is the use of tea?" An Yang bowed his hands and said with a sigh, then looked around and asked bluntly, "Master Li, where is your disciple?"

Li Changsheng stood up with a smile: "In this box, it's not surprising that fellow Taoists have not come into contact with Taoism, so they don't know. If they have the chance to come into contact with Taoism in the future, they will naturally understand various mysteries."

Anyang was stunned, glanced at the box, and then bowed and said, "I'm going to say that I'm here for this reason."

Li Changsheng said in surprise: "Oh? Fellow Taoist please tell me clearly."

Anyang organized a language and bowed and said, "I am very eager for Taoism and the art of practicing Taoism. Now I have the art of practicing Taoism, but I lack Taoism. I am really sorry. Now I have finally met Taoism Master Li, who has real skills. I will come here to ask for advice. I hope Taoist Master can give me some advice."

Li Changsheng suddenly became embarrassed and said, "Originally, this art cannot be passed on easily, but since fellow Taoists are also practitioners, it is necessary to communicate with each other. Although I am not a disciple of a famous and upright sect, I am also a master of my own efforts to teach it. It is not easy for him to let his hard work flow out at will."

When Anyang heard about the show, he immediately said: "I heard yesterday that the Taoist priest wanted to take root here, so he must be lit up the incense and pass on the Taoist tradition of respecting the teacher. If Taoist priest is willing to give advice, he is willing to invest in the repair of this Taoist temple so that the Taoist priest can better carry forward the Taoist priest's Taoist priest."

Li Changsheng was confused and agreed readily: "Well, since fellow Taoists are so eager for Taoist art, then I will pass on you a few small spells that are not as good as the class. I think fellow Taoists have never been exposed to spells before. Let's start with the basic spell summary and know how the spells are produced first."

So a shabby Taoist and a young scholar surrounded an old box in the abandoned Taoist temple's main hall and began to explain the mysterious magic principles.

This lecture was from early morning to noon, and Anyang could barely understand it, but he just understood how magic was produced. The specific principles were still mysterious. He could still understand the magic power with his own magic power, and the magic power could also be explained by energy structure. However, some of the fingerprints and spells equipped with magic power were not understood by his current knowledge level and thinking ability.

After a long time, Li Changsheng said again: "It doesn't matter if fellow Taoist doesn't understand, just remember it. I don't know what kind of magic you want to learn?"

An Yang hesitated immediately. Thinking that the Taoist's temper was quite straightforward, he stopped beating around the bush and asked tentatively, "Dao Master Li has an aggressive spell?"

Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at him carefully, and said, "When I first saw a fellow Taoist, I felt that there was a sense of hostility on my fellow Taoist. At that time, I thought I had read it wrong. Now it seems that fellow Taoist is not as simple as a scholar. But it is better for those who practice Taoism to pursue their own pursuits, so it is not easy for me to ask too much."

Before Anyang could speak, he said again: "But this method of nature is natural, and many people are trying to expel evil spirits and ask gods, kill demons and demons. There are not many people who are simply aggressive, and most of them are in the hands of famous and upright sects. If I don't teach it to fellow Taoists, it's true that there are not many magics from the Third Dao Society. There is a method to attract fire for the time being. What do you think?"

Anyang naturally agreed.

"I am not a well-known sect. I only know a few small spells to drive away evil spirits. This method of ignition is also simple. I don't know if it can meet the requirements of fellow Taoists for the term lethality. However, in addition, I really don't know how to kill spells, and most other Taoist techniques are not up to standard. The only one who can get on the table is Qinghong that fellow Taoists saw that day, but this is the secret of the master, and I will not be out of the box."

Anyang nodded, he was not interested in the spells that looked like puppets.

Li Changsheng began to explain: "This method of ignition is simple, and does not even require spells. The fellow Taoist has a strong foundation of magic power. I think it should be easy to learn. As long as you cooperate with the method of magic power guidance and add a fingerprint to cast it..."

After talking for a long time, Anyang listened quietly, and at the same time his brain told the operation and analyzed it together with the Seventeenth. In this way, the learning speed was extremely amazing.

Li Changsheng patted and said, "Daoist fellows don't have to hurry up. Usually beginners can only light a little spark. After three days, they can see open fire and become familiar after one month. I see that fellows are talented and think they can light wax in one day, and they can burn fire out of thin air in less than a month..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a sound of banana, and the wooden blocks piled up next to the main hall suddenly ignited.

The flames were burning, and the hot temperature was so real that it made his old face flush and his eyes twitched.

"This... fellow Taoist, and... is really a genius!"
Chapter completed!