Light rain was falling, Sanskrit sounds were bursting, and an old man with immortal air and fair hair and a childish face descended from the sky and landed in front of Huang Guangcai.
His whole body was shrouded in a ball of bright golden light, and he was divine and extraordinary, just like an immortal descending from the mortal world.
"Young man, I am surprised to see your skeleton. You are extremely talented and may have the qualifications of a spiritual emperor. I would like to form a good relationship with you. I wonder if you are willing?"
The old man stroked his long beard and his eyes shone brightly when he looked at Huang Guangcai, as if he were looking at a piece of unparalleled jade.
"Old god, you...are you talking to me?"
Huang Guangcai was stunned, breathing rapidly, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
When he was at his most frustrated, a supremely powerful man descended from the sky and told him that he had the qualities of a spiritual emperor and wanted to form a good relationship with him.
This scene was so unreal that Huang Guangcai thought he was dreaming.
The old man nodded, said with a kind-hearted smile: "You are a dragon among men, but you have been bullied by others. I am willing to give you supreme magical power to help you avenge your hatred."
thump!
Without saying a word, Huang Guangcai knelt down in front of the old man, opening and closing his mouth, too excited to say a word.
The old man twirled his fingers, smiled, and pointed out, and an extremely mysterious scripture was injected into Huang Guangcai's mind.
"I am a dragon among men, with the qualifications of a spiritual emperor. When I practice the immortal magic, Ji Mo, the thief, will die."
Huang Guangcai was full of hope and bid farewell to the old man. He decided to concentrate on practicing first and wait until the magic skill was completed before he came to Ji Mo to save him from today's shame.
Wait until Huang Guang leaves.
The old man's amiable expression disappeared, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Let's put the wine bag and rice bag to use for the time being, and use you to test his depth."
Then, the old man looked at Ji Mo's courtyard in the distance and said to himself: "I work at sunrise and rest at sunset. I have lived here for eight years like a mortal. You must be very proud, thinking that you have successfully deceived everyone."
"However, the old man's eyes are as bright as a torch and he has already seen through everything."
"There is great fortune here. You come here to live in seclusion, you must want to get involved and get a piece of the pie."
"I have been secretly observing you for several years, and it's time to test your talent. If you don't have extraordinary power, you are not qualified to participate in this carnival."
The old man looked like he had the pearl of wisdom in hand and everything was under control.
In fact, Huang Guangcai is just one of his pawns.
The dragon among men and the appearance of the emperor of heaven are all lies.
There is no such thing as pie in the sky, everything is just a calculation.
"What on earth does this old Buxiu want to do? He has been spying on me for several years?"
Ji Mo stared at the old man in the distance, his scalp was numb and he felt a chill all over his body.
The old man thought he had been observing Ji Mo secretly without realizing it, but he didn't know that Ji Mo already knew about it.
But Ji Mo didn't know the old man's true intention and regarded him as a sick old man with voyeurism.
"Boys, no matter what time, you must learn to protect yourself."
Judging from the other party's sinister eyes and increasingly weird smile, Ji Mo always felt that danger was about to come, and he felt panicked.
Who wouldn't be afraid of being targeted by an old man with evil intentions?
"How about getting yourself some weapons to defend yourself."
Ji Mo had this thought in his mind.
And maybe I haven’t practiced my blacksmithing skills for a long time, so I just took the opportunity to practice some.
There was no iron material at home, so Ji Mo decided to go to the town to buy some, grabbed a backpack, and went out.
Today's Baishou Town is obviously much busier than in the past.
There were many literati and poets on the street, and many young monks were carrying guqins on their backs and holding piano scores, and they were communicating enthusiastically.
Ji Mo was full of curiosity. He saw a vendor he knew and stepped forward to ask what happened.
"Doctor Ji, do you want to get rich overnight? Do you want to work less for a lifetime? The opportunity has come."
The vendor was very enthusiastic and explained it to Ji Mo.
On weekdays, Ji Mo often treated some poor people in the town for free. Everyone also called him Doctor Ji. He was quite famous in the town and was very popular.
"I heard that Lord Wen of Mingyue City was urging the marriage, and Wen's daughter Wenxi hid in our town."
"Miss Wen Xi is going to hold a grand party at the beginning of next month. She will use the piano to make friends. It is very likely that she will take the opportunity to find a suitable husband."
"So during this period, a large number of literati and monks poured into our Baishou Town, all for Miss Wen." "If you can be favored by Miss Wen and join the Wen family, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."
"Doctor Ji, why don't you also go to the grand event? With your handsome appearance, maybe Miss Wen will fall in love with you at a glance?"
The vendor told the whole story and encouraged Ji Mo to attend the event with a smile.
Ji Mo suddenly realized, no wonder these people are like chicken blood, they all want to eat soft rice.
He had also heard about Wen Xi, who had extraordinary literary talent and superb piano skills, and was known as the most talented woman in the Southwest.
But marrying in?
Ji Mo suddenly lost interest and it was not suitable for him to open the door upside down.
Walking towards the blacksmith shop in the town, the sound of silk and bamboo was heard one after another, constantly reaching my ears.
Ji Mo shook his head after hearing this. Can this be called music?
When passing a house.
Ji Mo was attracted by the sound of the piano and stopped.
After listening for a while, he frowned.
The player who plays the piano should be a beginner, not very old. From the sound of the piano, you can hear the unfamiliarity of his fingering, but what is commendable is that the sound of the piano is full of childlike innocence.
What made Ji Mo frown was that the sound of the piano was accompanied by waves of unbearable insults.
He pushed open the wooden door and walked in.
"You are a pig. You are so stupid. You are simply too stupid to teach. You can't even remember such a simple fingering technique. Just stretch out your hand..."
A man who looked like a husband, with a face full of impatience, raised his ruler and slapped the palm of a girl hard.
The little girl is only seven or eight years old. She has two sky-high hairpins and is very naughty and cute.
But at this moment, tears welled up in his eyes, and he bit his pink lips, stubbornly refusing to let himself cry.
Her white and tender little hands were bruised and bruised, like little pig's trotters. The master didn't have any sympathy at all, and he was very cruel.
"stop."
Ji Mo couldn't stand it and said something to stop him. Who would beat a child like this?
The master took one look and waved his hand away impatiently: "I am educating the students, no outsiders should take care of them. Go away, it's none of your business."
"A teacher is someone who preaches, learns and resolves doubts. A harp player is elegant and upright, restrains from evil and corrects people's hearts. People like you are not worthy of being a teacher, let alone playing the harp."
Ji Mo was filled with anger and looked directly at his master.
Under his stern condemnation, the master felt ashamed.
“You’re a mud-legged person, but you’re worthy of playing piano?”
The master was embarrassed and shouted: "Do you know Qin? Do you know what Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu are? What are Sanyin, overtones, and pressed tones? Not to mention the technique..."
The master was very arrogant and asked a series of questions, trying to regain his position.
But when he was halfway through his words, he suddenly shut up, his face full of disbelief.