Chapter 42: The Way of a Gentleman

Everyone in the outer hall saw that the shopkeeper was so humble and looked at a fat Taoist priest who was not handsome and was dressed in a shabby manner. They all looked at them with surprise.

When the shopkeeper saw that the waiter was kneeling down, he said to Xiaopang with a nervous look on his face: "Xiansheng, look~"

"Call him up!" Xiaopang waved his hand, and then suddenly asked curiously: "Do you know who I am?"

"This immortal chief is joking. I met the immortal chief for the first time, so I naturally don't know who the immortal chief is. However, I have opened an inn here for decades, and all kinds of people have seen it. Therefore, I recognized the immortal chief at first glance as a paradise who cultivated immortals. The waiter had no eyes and offended you. Please forgive him for his young and ignorant!" The shopkeeper said very politely.

After hearing the shopkeeper's words, everyone on the scene couldn't help but take a breath. The outdoor master who cultivated immortals! What is that? That's a god? There are countless legends about such masters in the mortal world, saying that they call the wind and rain, go to heaven and earth, and do everything. If the Taoist priest in front of him is indeed such a god, then the waiter's rashness just now would be too dangerous. If he meets the other party with a bad temper and uses a little magic trick at will, he can make life worse than death, and there is no place to reason, even the government will definitely not dare to take care of the affairs of the immortal cultivator.

The waiter finally understood the shopkeeper's painstaking efforts and knew that the shopkeeper asked him to kneel down and apologize to save him. Otherwise, if he offended a monk, the consequences would make him shudder.

Xiaopang didn't expect that the shopkeeper here had some eyesight, but it was normal to think about it carefully. After all, he had opened an inn under Xuantian Temple for decades. He must have served many monks who came and went to Xuantian Temple. It was normal to have this little eyesight.

After understanding this, Lao Xie was too lazy to argue with the waiter and said directly: "This kid didn't talk about it. He should have learned some lessons, but since he already knew his mistake, I'm too lazy to worry more."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" The shopkeeper immediately bowed thank you thanked Xiaopang thanked me thank you with gratitude when he heard that Xiaopang was not caring about this matter.

"Okay, okay, I'm here to stay in the hotel. Let's arrange a clean private courtyard for me first!" After saying that, Xiaopang threw out a ingot of five taels of gold and said, "This is a deposit, so you won't worry about me running away again!"

"I dare not, I dare not!" The shopkeeper said awkwardly: "The immortal prince doesn't have to do this. If you can live with me, you just want to give me my face. How can I charge you money?" As he said that, he wanted to return the gold to Xiaopang.

Where would Xiaopang want it? He waved his hand impatiently: "I don't have the habit of eating and living for free, hurry up and find a room!"

"Yes, yes!" Seeing that Xiaopang insisted, the shopkeeper did not dare to talk too much, so he hurriedly took Xiaopang to the backyard in person.

After counting breaths, the shopkeeper came out again and came directly to the waiter, scolding: "How many times have I told you? You can't be too silly, why are you just having no memory? Fortunately, this time I met a good-talking master. If you meet a little-minded evil monk, you don't even know how to die!"

"No, no?" The waiter was almost frightened when he heard this.

"Why isn't it? How many rich men are coming and going in this town are unknown, do you know?" The shopkeeper said angrily: "Remember in the future, when you see such a fairy-skinned person who is not good-looking but has an extremely steady expression, be sure to be more scrupulous and don't give up your life in a mess!"

"Yes!" the waiter agreed, and then suddenly asked, "By the way, shopkeeper, are you sure that is the immortal chief? I think he is nothing?"

"Shut up!" the shopkeeper said angrily, "You are idiot? You are not a fairy prince, who would throw gold like scrap iron?"

"Oh, that's true!" Xiaoer was stunned and said, "Even the royal relatives lived here, they were not as generous as this immortal!"

"Just understand!" The shopkeeper then said, "You should equip the immortal chief with a good banquet now and ask the master to take out his strength to make the best. Then take out the secret jar of the hundred-year-old daughter Hong and send it to the immortal chief!"

"Ah?" When the waiter heard this, he was shocked and said, "Shopkeeper, that kid is the treasure of our store town? It was just that someone paid ten taels of gold last time, you were not willing to sell it. Why do you want to make five taels of gold now?"

"You know, this immortal is a master of Taoism at first glance. Anyone likes to owe favors. Once signed, they will definitely return it to others. I will pay it back to you this time. I will pay it back well. At that time, I may be able to reward me with a few elixirs that will prolong my life!" The shopkeeper said proudly.

"Ah, the shopkeeper is smart!" After hearing this, the waiter immediately stretched out his thumb.

"Hehe, that's natural. You kid still has to learn a little. This is called a gentleman who can deceive him!" The shopkeeper smiled. What he didn't know was that although this immortal chief was an immortal chief, it's a pity that it had nothing to do with a gentleman, so his artificiality was doomed to fail.

That night, Xiaopang enjoyed the wine and dishes provided by the shopkeeper, especially the jar of century-old wine, which really made Xiaopang praise him. He couldn't even bear to finish drinking it, and he left half of it.

The next morning, the shopkeeper planned to wait for Xiaopang to greet her after she came out, and when she asked for some requests, she found that she could not wait left, wait right, wait right, and wait right. It was almost noon, and the shopkeeper really lost his patience, so he plucked up his courage and knocked on Xiaopang's door with the excuse of asking for peace. However, the door opened and there was no lock inside.

The shopkeeper knew something was wrong at a glance, so he hurriedly went in and found that Xiaopang had already left, leaving only a line of big words about flying dragons and phoenixes on the wall, "A gentleman can deceive him with the rules"!

Seeing this line of words, the shopkeeper was stunned. Only then did he realize that his speech yesterday was heard in his ears, and he was ashamed and heartbroken. Of course, his little abacus was discovered by others and he wrote it directly on the wall to mock him. The one who felt distressed was that the jar of a hundred-year-old wine. This jar of daughter Hong is said to be his grandmother's dowry, and it has only been one jar since now. He has been reluctant to drink it, but unexpectedly he accompanied him in for nothing this time.

And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he not only did not curry favor with others, but also offended a monk. Isn’t this a typical example of losing his wife and losing his troops?

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Let’s talk about Xiaopang’s intention to play with the shopkeeper, and flew away before dawn. He happened to arrive at Xuantian Temple on the mountain in the early morning.

Xuantian Temple is worthy of being the royal Taoist temple of the Blue Moon Kingdom. It covers an area of ​​thousands of acres. There are several large and small palaces on the mountain, and there are thousands of Taoist priests during this period. However, most of these Taoist priests are mortals with low qualifications. Although they also practice some martial arts, they are unfortunately only wandering around the acquired world, and only a few people enter the innate realm. The master of the Taoist temple is a foundation-building monk stationed by Xuantian Villa. He lives in seclusion here for many years. In the eyes of mortals, he is a god-like figure!
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