Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

In the whole world, Liu Bai has only seen two people who are over eighty years old and can still walk like flying.

Zhang Sanfeng's abnormality does not count, no one knows what kind of species he is.

Of these two people, one is Sun Simiao, who has passed the 96-year-old mark this year.

The other one is Yuan Shoucheng, who has just passed the 84-year-old threshold.

It is not that no one among acquaintances lived to this age.

The main reason is that among acquaintances who have lived past the age of 80 and can still move, there are very few.

Qu Tutong is 77 years old this year and is already the oldest in the court.

Even if he was a general, his energy and blood would inevitably decline, and he would always lie at home for seven or eight days a month.

If Sun Simiao hadn't taken care of him, he would have died in the third year of Zhenguan

Zen Master Huiling is 87 years old and looks like he is in his 60s at most!

Could it be that he is the old fairy with the cat in the mountains in the legend?

Yuan Shoucheng looked very interested.

"Has Zen Master Huiling ever practiced martial arts?"

In his eyes, practicing martial arts is the way to prolong life.

The force value of this old guy is still a mystery.

Liu Bai reckoned that someone at Chai Lingwu's level would definitely not be able to beat him.

Shen Wei and the others can almost compete with him.

Only Wang Shouren's level can stabilize the old guy.

Zen Master Huiling shook his head and said: "The poor monk has never practiced martial arts, but he has been walking in the mountains a lot and has developed a good foot."

Saying this, Zen Master Huiling stepped aside.

"Everyone, please, pass through the Hall of Heavenly Kings, which is the daily living place of my monks in Lingyin Temple. You can have some fast food."

Hongren left with an excuse, and before leaving, he gave Liu Bai a worried look.

Everyone came to a relatively large monk's house.

Looking at the decoration, it should be the place where Zen Master Huiling usually lives.

After all, not everyone can use the nine-ringed tin stick on the wall.

The vegetarian meal was served, and everyone simply ate a little.

Liu Bai was planning to raise the issue of the ownership of Shifeng Mountain with Zen Master Huiling.

Zen Master Huiling took out a small wooden box directly.

Open the box, and what is inside is the deed of Shifeng Mountain!

"This mountain is given to the young master!"

Liu Bai didn't pick up the box, and said with a smile, "Zen Master has lived for a hundred years, don't you know that free things are the most expensive?"

"The poor monk is also a tea lover. It would be a blessing for Shifeng Mountain if the wild tea in the mountains belongs to him. If the young master is interested, he can give the poor monk two or three catties of fresh tea every year."

He pushed the box forward.

Liu Bai took the box, looked around at everyone, and said, "Everyone, please leave for now."

Everyone got up and left.

squeak-

The door is closed.

Liu Bai took out the deed from the box, looked at it carefully, and put it in his arms with satisfaction.

"Zen Master Huiling's method of attracting Liu Bai is really rough. If it's just to deceive people, everyone in the world may already know about it."

Everyone on this trip counted one by one, even Xu Chu, who was always too lazy to use his brain, had already seen that Zen Master Huiling deliberately invited Liu Bai to Lingyin Temple in the name of tea.

Even if Liu Bai doesn't come, Chai Lingwu, who knows that there is good tea in the mountains, will definitely come.

Everyone knows that he is a master of tea ceremony, and he has no reason to ignore good tea.

There is basically no difference between Chai Lingwulai and Liu Bailai.

This is also the reason why Xuanzang was very dull along the way.

Obviously, he didn't know Zen Master Huiling's intentions either.

"The law is not good, as long as it is useful, as Mr. Liu, do you still worry about others' prying eyes?"

Liu Bai said with a half-smile, "Then how should Zen master explain what Hongren said?"

"Hongren claims to be able to see the leopard through the tunnel, but what he sees is only a mere corner."

Liu Bai picked up the teacup, took a sip, and savored it for a while.

"In any case, Liu has already got what he wants. If the Zen master has other matters to discuss, he might as well go to Dongzhou Island with Liu to talk about it."

"The poor monk dare not go to the island, I am afraid that he will be murdered before reaching Suzhou city!"

Liu Bai laughed loudly, and said: "You old monk, you are one of the most transparent people in Buddhism!"

Zen Master Huiling is more interesting than Hongren.

Liu Bai has always liked talking to old people.

Older people have enough life experience to observe this complex and changeable world.

Their words are full of wit and wit, and they can always make people laugh inadvertently.

And behind it, there is often the experience they have summed up in their entire lives.

"Hongren wished to die at the age of 73. If he couldn't die, he would probably wipe his neck. You old monk, you are greedy for life and afraid of death. What's the reason?"

Zen Master Huiling smiled slightly, and said: "Hongren sacrificed himself to the Buddha, which is an act of great fearlessness. He cultivates the afterlife, but the poor monk only wishes to cultivate this life. Death is like a lamp going out, and it doesn't matter if the next life is a pig or a dog."

"Is this the Buddha in your heart?"

"This is the Buddha in the poor monk's heart, and it is also the Tao in the poor monk's heart."

Saying that, Zen Master Huiling took out a small paper bag from his bosom.

Put it on the table and carefully open the paper bag.

Seeing that Liu Bai was about to come over to watch, he hastily removed the paper bag.

Liu Bai was very curious.

Zen Master Huiling worked so hard to attract himself just for these powders?

"Young master, be careful, if you accidentally inhale even a little bit, you will fall into the endless hell after a while!"

Liu Bai was startled when he heard this.

The next moment, he thought of something, and his face suddenly turned livid!

Chapter 1426 Five stones don't trap the poor, but the rich

Liu Bai reached out to take the paper bag.

"Be careful, son!"

Zen Master Huiling regarded the contents of the small paper bag as a demon, and seeing Liu Bai take it away, he immediately lost his indifference.

"Liu knows this thing better than anyone else."

Liu Bai's voice suddenly became icy cold.

Even with Zen Master Huiling's disposition, he couldn't help trembling slightly.

Seeing Liu Bai opening the small paper bag and picking up a handful with his little finger, he felt even more nervous.

Liu Bai held his breath and observed carefully for a moment.

After rubbing it lightly a few times, it feels like talcum powder.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turned out that it was Wushi San, but Liu was overthinking it."

What he was most worried about didn't happen.

Last year, Taiji found a batch of 'goods' in Lingnan, and Liu Bai personally ordered them to be sealed in the secret room of the headquarters of Taiji Yuewang Mansion in Chang'an City.

Just worried about the spread of that thing!

Compared with that thing, Wushi Powder is really too childish.

Seeing Liu Bai's relaxed expression, Zen Master Huiling also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This thing is very vicious. If you suffer from it, no matter how strong a man is, he will become as weak as a hunchback."

Liu Bai said with a smile: "The only ones who can make Zen Master Huiling so afraid are the big families in the south of the Yangtze River."

Zen Master Huiling took a deep breath, and said: "Qiantang County is remote, and no one disturbs the aristocratic family doing ghosts and ghosts here. The poor monk is willing to exchange Shifeng Mountain for the peace of Qiantang County, and I hope Mr. Liu will be successful!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Bai was in awe!

In this way, cause and effect make sense.

He originally thought that Zen Master Huiling had some kind of purpose.

It is nothing more than wanting to use Shifeng Mountain in exchange for a bargaining chip for the rise of Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River.

Unexpectedly, he actually held such a selfless attitude!

Liu Bai pondered for a moment, but took out the deed of Shifeng Mountain.

"What is the meaning of this, son?"

A look of disappointment flashed in Zen Master Huiling's eyes.

"Could it be that even Mr. Liu doesn't want to touch the edge of the Jiangnan Chinese?"

Liu Bai shook his head, and said: "In Liu's opinion, although Wushi San is a poison, it can't poison the people and the world. Zen Master's worry is completely superfluous."

"If the Zen master handed over Shifeng Mountain for this reason, then Liu will have no choice but to be rewarded for nothing. Tomorrow, he will send someone to circle those tea trees. Shifeng Mountain will still belong to Lingyin Temple."

For Liu Bai, it was not a big problem for the aristocratic family to secretly produce Wushi San in Qiantang County.

This thing is very different from some products.

The main difference is that the five stones will not trap the poor

The cost of five stone powder is too expensive!

Not to mention the Jiangnan Chinese, even the imperial court, it is impossible to let go of life-threatening production.

Less output means that the value of Wushi powder is higher.

It is impossible for ordinary rich people to buy this kind of thing, which is a hundred times more precious than gold.

As for the people

To put it bluntly, more than [-]% of the people in the world can't exchange for a few posts of Wushi powder with all their net worth added up.

And this thing, you don’t need to use it a few times, it won’t become an addiction

In other words, five stones are designed to trap the rich.

Even in the chaotic Jin Dynasty, Wushi San was exclusive to the nobles.

Even, an aristocratic fashion envied by everyone has been formed.

Just like the tea produced by Liu Yexuan in the early years.

The poor can't afford it, but they always like to throw a few leaves in the cup to pretend to be rich.

There was an anecdote.

It is about a scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty who was envious of nobles who could enjoy five stone powder.

I heard that after swallowing Wushisan, the whole body will be dry and hot, and the behavior will be strange.

So he made a splash in public on the street, telling people that he had 'stone hair'.