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Chapter 210: Everyone... are you willing to take in a poor Taoist like me?

"Is this...a win?"

The "Qingzhuangs" headed by Zhang Baiqi looked at each other in disbelief.

The monster, as tall as a mountain and with a majestic body, was actually subdued by a piece of black cloth.

Even though they had witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they were still a little confused.

"We...really won?"

Zhang Baiqi repeated it again, his eyes empty.

After a long while, earth-shattering shouts arose from the ground: "We won!!!"

"We defeated... the beast."

Zhang Liusan held the crutches and sat tremblingly on a piece of bluestone.

I was lost for a while at first, but when I came to my senses, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

In his early years, he traveled all over the country with the "immortals" as a servant and had a lot of experience.

The younger people in the village also like to pester him to tell stories.

"Cui Qingtian kills the evil dragon at the vegetable market", "Zhou Gongzi defeats the Yellow Sheep Dao", "Mr. Mo saves a country by talking about war on paper", "Wang Yiren turns into a mortal in the rain and realizes the Tao", "The Sloppy Dao walks into the underworld with a sword"...

There are countless stories in his belly, but there is only one missing: "The Mayfly Shakes the Tree".

When he was young, this fantasy had crossed his mind, but as he got older, he had long suppressed it in his heart.

Who would have thought that today, decades later, he would become the "protagonist" of this drama.

Thousands of years later, through word of mouth, people will eventually become legendary figures like "Mr. Zhou" and "Mr. Mo".

Always "live" in the hearts of countless "worms".

"My father-in-law..."

The Taoist, whose hair turned gray almost overnight, held the nine-section staff and sat on the ground with slightly trembling legs.

In this dark night with low visibility, he looked a bit older than Zhang Liusan.

"Taoist Priest!"

Zhang Liusan subconsciously exclaimed, and the revelers followed the sound.

Then I saw that the Taoist had white hair flying, his body was covered in mud, and he had a relaxed smile on his face.

He just looked tired and had wrinkles spread across his face, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

It’s hard to open my eyes anymore…

Talisman water pulls away all insects, stone monuments rise in the rain, immortals point out the way, life spans are shortened and thunder is summoned...

The scenes that happened in the past two days quickly appeared in the minds of the townspeople.

This Taoist who was not related to them actually lost the most precious thing "life" on them, the ant people, just because of his compassion and enthusiasm.

"cough."

The gray-robed Taoist coughed lightly. Seeing everyone's concern, they looked at him worriedly, and only said, "It's okay."

After recovering some of his strength, he stood up with Zhang Baiqi's support and looked at everyone.

His voice was tired and weak, but in order to comfort everyone, he deliberately put on a joking tone:

"Folks, what are you talking about? Mayflies can shake trees, but insects may not be as good as the so-called 'fairy gods'...cough!"

As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Taoist Priest!"

Zhang Baiqi hurriedly stepped forward to help.

The gray-robed Taoist just waved his hand, said "No problem", and then explained to everyone: "This is the dirty blood accumulated in the body after casting the spell. Just spit it out and it will be fine."

Then he continued: "As long as I can remember, I have been studying medicine with my master in this mountain, which is thirty years ago."

"After the master left, he practiced medicine everywhere. He only diagnosed pulses and prescribed medicine. I thought that no one in the Hundred Thousand Green Mountains could do it."

Having said that, he showed a complacent look at the right time, like a smart and cunning young man, and couldn't help but make the sad townspeople burst into tears.

"Relying on this 'very powerful', 'very powerful' medical skill, Pindao has saved many people by going this route."

"Even the feared [Insect Roosting Pan] dares to fight back, use Taoist magic, and use its 'insect' body to fight against it."

"In every battle, you are never defeated."

"But slowly, Pindao discovered that this medicinal stone can only heal the skin and body, but it cannot touch the heart."

"Studying medicine...can't save the people of Dajing."

"Insects, ants... these are the two words I heard the most along the way."

"Seriously..."

Ji Nian's eyes fell on those faces, and half a sentence escaped from his throat that should not have come from the mouth of the "grey-robed Taoist": "It tastes a bit boring."

"We are all human beings, born with the body of the spiritual leader of all things. Why should we be oppressed by those who have attained the 'Tao' and be deprived of the qualification to call ourselves 'human beings'?"

"Obviously many things, such as this 'Taste Beast', can be solved completely with experience and knowledge, no worse than those so-called 'immortals'!"

Facing the complicated looks of everyone, he continued: "But just when Pindao had such an idea, he suddenly thought of a saying that Master often said, which is 'why not eat minced meat'."

"There are allusions to this. I'll talk to you in detail later when I have time."

"I'll just tell you what Pindao was thinking at that moment: Not every 'bug' is like Pindao, with the means to 'fight life and death' and the knowledge accumulated over the years."

"If you think about it carefully, there is no difference between people who are poor in the Tao and those who have achieved the Tao."

"How arrogant it is to kidnap you with your own mind."

"Every morning when I get up and wash up, I look at the face in the bronze mirror and feel bitter and ugly."

"Taoist Master, you are our benefactor, you must not say that." Zhang Liusan stood up in a hurry and said.

The gray-robed Taoist just helped the old man back to the bluestone, and said with a chuckle: "To be honest, I have not hesitated to use my life as firewood in the past two days to do things for everyone. In fact, I have some intention of 'compensating'."

"It can be seen that when everyone saw this long hair turning white, they felt guilty and distressed. Pindao suddenly realized that he had done something wrong again."

"The 'compensation' that poor people think of is a huge burden for you."

"I simply took advantage of today's opportunity to speak out."

"What do you think...Pindao?"

"Taoist Master is naturally one of the best people in the world!" Zhang Yan has not finished changing her voice. Her voice is still a bit shrill, but it is more sincere than a young man.

"Xiaoyan... Feiyan is right, Taoist priest is the benefactor of Shijie Town. We all respect you and love you." Zhang Bai said riding aside, his eyes red.

"As I said just now, poor Taoists also have their own thoughts, which are not like those in your minds..."

Before the gray-robed Taoist could even say the word "good", the townspeople said in unison: "Then we believe in you too!"

The gray-robed Taoist fell silent upon hearing this, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, took a long breath, and repeated: "Studying medicine cannot save the people of Dajing."

"These 100,000 green mountains look fresh, green and full of vitality, but in fact they are full of hungry people and bones."

"I am exhausted from practicing medicine alone. How many people can I help?"

"I'm just talking about Shijie Town. Pindao is not stupid. Why are you afraid of the 'Master Gao'? I have some speculation in my mind."

After saying that, he turned to look at the ruins of the small temple. There were still several pieces of white bones scattered inside, and he couldn't help but look gloomy.

"If you pull out the worms, pat your clothes and leave, you may not know what day your fresh faces will turn into bones."

"Instead of practicing medicine everywhere and doing useless work, it is better to use one place as a spark to start a prairie fire."

"Vigorously spread my teachings and knowledge, so that there will be no more insects in these hundred thousand green mountains and even the scenic spots."

"Then, would you all... be willing to take in a poor Taoist like me?"

(End of chapter)