The people in the outer hall were extremely puzzled to see the shopkeeper being so servile to a fat Taoist priest who was not good-looking and dressed in shabby clothes, and they all looked at them in surprise.
When the shopkeeper saw the waiter kneel down, he said to the fat boy nervously, "Master, look..."
"Wake him up!" Xiaopang waved his hand, and then suddenly asked curiously: "Do you know who I am?"
"Sir, you are joking. This is my first time meeting you, so naturally I don't know who you are. It's just that I have run an inn here for decades and have met all kinds of people. That's why I recognized at a glance that you are a hermit who cultivates Taoism. I am blind and have offended you. Please forgive him for his young age and ignorance!" said the shopkeeper very politely.
After hearing what the shopkeeper said, everyone in the room couldn't help but gasp. An outdoor expert who cultivates immortality! What is that? Is that a god? There are countless legends about such experts among mortals, saying that they can 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 recklessness just now is really too dangerous. If he encounters a person with a bad temper, he can use a little magic to make people live a life worse than death, and there is no place to reason. Even the government certainly dare not intervene in the affairs of immortal cultivators.
The waiter finally understood the shopkeeper's intentions at this time. He knew that the shopkeeper asked him to kneel down and apologize in order to save him. Otherwise, if he offended a monk, the consequences would make him shudder just thinking about it.
Xiaopang didn't expect that the shopkeeper here really had some vision, but it was normal when he thought about it carefully. After all, he had run an inn under Xuantian Temple for decades and must have served many monks coming and going from Xuantian Temple. It was normal for him to have some vision.
After understanding this, Lao Xie was too lazy to argue with Xiao Er and said directly: "This kid is not careful with his words. He should be taught a lesson, but since he has already admitted his mistake, I am too lazy to argue with him."
"Thank you, Immortal Master. Thank you, Immortal Master!" When the shopkeeper heard that Xiaopang didn't care about the matter, he immediately bowed and thanked him gratefully.
"Okay, okay, I'm here to stay. Please arrange a quiet courtyard for me first!" After saying that, Xiaopang casually threw out a five-liang gold ingot, and then said, "This is a deposit, so you don't have to worry about me running away!"
"I dare not, I dare not!" The shopkeeper said awkwardly: "There is no need to do this, Immortal Master. You are doing me a favor by living here. How can I accept your money?" As he said that, he wanted to return the gold to Xiaopang.
How could Xiaopang accept it? He waved his hand impatiently and said, "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 say more and hurriedly led Xiaopang to the backyard himself.
After a few breaths, the shopkeeper came out again and walked directly to the waiter, scolding him: "How many times have I told you not to look down on others? Why don't you remember? This time you are lucky to have met a good and easy-going Taoist master. If you had met a mean and evil monk, you would not even know how you died!"
"No, really?" The waiter was almost shocked when he heard it.
"Why not? Do you know how many wealthy guests in this town have died inexplicably?" The shopkeeper said angrily, "Remember in the future, when you see this kind of immortal who has an unremarkable appearance but an unusually steady expression, you must be more careful and don't give up your life in a muddle!"
"Yes, yes!" The waiter agreed, and then suddenly asked, "By the way, shopkeeper, are you sure that person is the immortal? I don't think he's anything special."
"Shut up!" the shopkeeper said angrily, "Are you an idiot? If you're not an immortal, who would throw gold around like scrap metal?"
"Oh, that's true!" The waiter was stunned for a moment and said, "Even if the royal family lived here, they wouldn't be as generous as this immortal!"
"It's good that you understand!" The shopkeeper then said, "Go and prepare a table of fine banquet for the Immortal Master right now, and ask the chef to use all his strength to make the best. Then take out the jar of century-old girl's red wine from the secret collection and send it to the Immortal Master!"
"Ah?" The waiter was shocked when he heard it and said, "Boss, that jar of girl's red wine is the treasure of our store. Even last time someone offered ten taels of gold, you were reluctant to sell it. Why are you selling it for five taels of gold now?"
"You know shit. This immortal is obviously a great Taoist master. Such people don't like to owe favors to others. Once they sign a contract, they will definitely repay the favor generously. I will spend a lot of money to serve him this time. By then, maybe the immortal will reward me with some elixirs to prolong my life!" said the shopkeeper proudly.
"Ah, the shopkeeper is smart!" Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately gave a thumbs up.
"Hey, of course, you still need to learn a little bit, this is called a gentleman can be deceived!" The shopkeeper laughed. What he didn't know was that this immortal was indeed an immortal, but unfortunately he had nothing to do with a gentleman, so his pretense was doomed to fail.
That night, Xiaopang enjoyed the wine and food provided by the shopkeeper very much, especially the jar of century-old wine, which really made Xiaopang praise it. He was even reluctant to drink it all and left half of it.
The next morning, the shopkeeper planned to wait for Xiao Pang to come out and pay his respects so that he could make some requests, but he found that he waited and waited, but he didn't come. It was almost noon, and the shopkeeper had no patience, so he plucked up his courage and went to
The shopkeeper knew something was wrong as soon as he saw it, and hurried in to take a look. He found that Xiaopang had already left, leaving only a line of large, flamboyant characters on the wall, which read, 'A gentleman can be deceived by tricks'!
Seeing this line of words, the shopkeeper was stunned. He realized that his speech yesterday had been heard by others. He was immediately ashamed, guilty, and distressed. He was ashamed that his little abacus was seen through and written on the wall to mock him. He was distressed because of the jar of century-old wine. This jar of daughter's red wine was said to be his grandmother's dowry. There was only one jar left until now. He had been reluctant to drink it, but he didn't expect to drink it in vain this time.
And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he spent a jar of good wine, not only did he not curry favor with the people, but he also offended a monk. Isn't this a typical case of losing both the wife and the army?
It is said that Xiaopang deliberately played a trick on the shopkeeper and flew away on his sword before dawn. He arrived at Xuantian Temple on the mountain in the early morning.
Xuantian Temple is worthy of being the royal Taoist temple of Blue Moon Country. It covers an area of several thousand acres. There are several palaces of different sizes on the mountain and in the mountains, and there are thousands of Taoists. However, most of these Taoists are mortals with low qualifications. Although they also practice some skills, it is a pity that they only wander around in the acquired realm, and only a few have entered the innate realm. The master of the Taoist temple is a foundation-building cultivator sent by Xuantian Courtyard. He lives in seclusion here all year round. In the eyes of mortals, he is a god-like figure!