Shi Xuan gave his opinion. As for whether to follow it or not, that was Zhang Li's own business.
Zhang Daquan and his wife, who entered the room, saw that Zhang Li's cough had greatly improved, and naturally listened to Shi Xuan's instructions with tears of gratitude. They patted their chests and promised that they would properly nourish Zhang Li.
Shi Xuan stayed in this small town for three days, and did not see Chi Xia Divine Lord Temple send anyone over. At the same time, the lively Shi Xuan also deepened the doubts in the hearts of the townspeople who still believed in the Divine Lord. Those who were originally doubtful had basically given up on believing in the Divine Lord.
In these three days, some of the townspeople who had headaches and fever all came to Shi Xuan. Shi Xuan did not refuse any of them. It just so happened that the Soul Enchanting Banner needed to absorb the aura of illness. However, it was a small town after all, and there were not that many seriously ill people. This made Shi Xuan feel rather regretful.
The small town was not far from Maiyang City. Shi Xuan set off after breakfast, and it was not even lunchtime when he arrived at Maiyang City.
As the main thoroughfare of the five provinces, Maiyang City was not much inferior to Yangzhou Prefecture and Chuzhou City. Especially since it had just passed the new year, many people from outside the city rushed into the city. It was a rare leisure time of the year, so they naturally wanted to enjoy it here.
In the procession entering the city, Shi Xuan found many monks, nuns, Taoist beggars, and people dressed in strange clothes. Using the Qi Observation Technique, he found that they were basically swindlers. Shi Xuan had some doubts about this. After all, there should be a reason for so many strange people to go to the city all at once. It was just that looking at the expressions of the city guards, they seemed to be used to this.
Shi Xuan quietly asked the aunt in front of him in a new cotton coat, "Auntie, I want to ask you something. Why are there so many people from outside the city rushing to Maiyang City?"
At first, the aunt did not want to answer Shi Xuan's question, but after listening, she could not suppress the desire to speak, "So you don't know, I thought little Daoist had the same purpose as them. Let me tell you, the provincial governor is seriously ill. He has invited all the famous doctors in the area, but there is no improvement. Even the imperial physicians from Luojing and Immortal Chi Xia are helpless. So after the new year, immediately put up notices in all the villages, inviting people with special powers to come to the mansion. If they can cure him, tsk tsk, there will be a great reward! "
Only now did Shi Shuan understand why there were so many strange people rushing to the city. If they could cure the Provincial Governor's illness, not to mention the generous reward, they would be able to receive the gratitude of the Provincial Governor in Feng Province. That would be a great fortune. No wonder they wanted to try even if they didn't have the ability.
Shi Xuan suddenly realized that the provincial governor was transferred from Liangzhou, and Immortal Chi Xia was also from Liangzhou. It was hard to say if there was any connection between the two. Why not take this opportunity to sneak in openly? As long as he saw the provincial governor and looked at his Qi, he would at least be able to get some information. If he sneaked in at night, it was hard to say whether he could find the provincial governor or not!
Because there were so many people together, their Qi was mixed together. The Qi Observation Spell could not separate their Qi. Only by walking in front of a person could one see his Qi clearly. Unless there was a particularly strong or strange Qi in the crowd, it would not be possible to see it at a glance. Just like when he looked at the Qi Observation Spell in the small town, other than a strong human aura, there was only the divine light of Immortal Chi Xia.
When he entered the city, the guards did not question Shi Xuan much. After all, there were too many Daoists entering the city these two days. After collecting two copper coins as entrance tax, they waved their hands and let Shi Xuan enter the city.
When Shi Xuan entered the city, he hurriedly asked the group of monks in front of him, "Masters, may I know what procedures are required to apply for the recruitment at the provincial governor's residence?"
When the leader, the fat and greasy monk heard this, he immediately frowned, "Little Daoist, it's better not to get involved in this mess. Treating an illness and saving a person's life still depends on one's ability."
The novice monk beside him took a step forward. His handsome face carried a hint of pride, "My abbot is famous for being able to cure all illnesses. Even if it's to catch ghosts and demons, he is also famous. Little Daoist, why don't you find out who Dafo Temple's Zhi Guang Zen Master is? Don't even think of taking advantage of the situation."
"Amitabha." The fat and big-eared Zhi Guang Zen Master chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice. On the surface, he looked calm.
Shi Xuan was helpless and could only find someone else to ask. Unfortunately, these people were afraid of being robbed of their business and wished for as few people as possible to go. How could they possibly tell him the news? It was best to ask the natives of Mizar City. Only then would he have the accurate information.
He first went to the entrance of the provincial governor's residence to register. When it was dinnertime, he would go to the hall of the provincial governor's residence to enjoy the banquet. During this period, the provincial governor would receive treatment from everyone in the hall. At that time, it would all depend on one's ability. In any case, out of the one to two hundred monks, nuns, laymen and Daoist doctors, none of them could alleviate the provincial governor's illness. Naturally, they were all chased out. However, it was said that because of the failure the day before, the provincial governor planned to let these people display their abilities first. Only those who were capable would be treated. After all, there were so many people. If they were to take turns to treat him, it would be very difficult for the sickly provincial governor.
Shi Xuan asked for directions and arrived at the entrance of the provincial governor's residence. Because the provincial governor lived in the magistrate's office, there was a huge plaza in front of the residence. Right now, there was a group of people surrounding the plaza. It should be the registration place. However, could it be that those people sitting in groups of two or three wanted to wait until dinner?
During the registration, that middle-aged and stout housekeeper was very cold towards a young Daoist like Shi Xuan. It was likely that he didn't think that Shi Xuan had the ability to cure the provincial governor's illness. However, Shi Xuan had gained quite a lot. From the looks of it, even the housekeeper of the provincial governor's residence had some relationship with God Chi Xia. That meant that the provincial governor himself had a deeper relationship.
After finding a small shop that didn't look too bad, Shi Xuan prepared to have his lunch. In the afternoon, he would go and explore the God Chi Xia Temple. Just as he was eating and drinking, he heard an attendant berating him loudly. When he turned his head to take a look, he saw that the attendant was chasing away a small beggar. His face was dark and he couldn't tell how old he was. But looking at his small body, he shouldn't be more than 10 years old.
The small beggar's footsteps were nimble and he ran around the shop. The two attendants couldn't catch him no matter how hard they tried. Shi Xuan let out a soft gasp of surprise. This small beggar actually had a foundation in movement techniques. Could he be from the Beggar's Sect? But did the Beggar's Sect exist in this world?
After making the attendant dizzy, the small beggar scuttled to the steamer, grabbed a white bun and ran out. It was a pity that the attendant had learned his lesson and sent one of them to block the entrance. Instantly, the small beggar was caught between a rock and a hard place.
The small beggar's black eyes spun. He stretched out his hand and said in a difficult voice, "Why don't I return the bun to you?"
The white bun already had black fingerprints on it. When the attendant saw this, he was instantly enraged. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "See if I don't teach you a lesson, you broken beggar."
For some reason, Shi Xuan, who had been watching coldly from the side, thought of the scene where Guo Jing met Huang Rong for the first time in The Condor Shooting. It was also a beggar, a bun, and a black fingerprint. But now, this small beggar was a little too small. Shi Xuan smiled and said to the attendant, "I'll pay for it. Don't make things difficult for this child."
Seeing that someone was paying, the attendant stopped. This small beggar was too nimble. If he really wanted to teach her a lesson, the shop would be thrown into chaos.
The small beggar didn't seem to expect this either. She stared unblinkingly at Shi Xuan with her big black and white eyes. Shi Xuan smiled warmly at her and said, "Why don't you come over and eat? Look at the chicken and fish on my table."
The small beggar swallowed her saliva, but her eyes were full of wariness. "Mother said that if an uncle with a fake smile wants to treat you to a meal, you must not say yes!"
Shi Xuan touched his face. The smile was fake, but seeing this scene made him feel nostalgic. "Then you can eat your bun. I'll eat slowly." Then he picked up his chopsticks and ate a bit of each dish. At the same time, he secretly cast a calming spell on the small beggar.
Seeing Shi Xuan's actions, the small beggar's eyes flashed with a cunning light. With the help of the spell, her fear and wariness were greatly reduced. She cheered and put the bun on the table. She picked up her chopsticks and started wolfing down the food.
Shi Xuan waved his hand and called the attendant over. He asked him to get a basin of water and a handkerchief. Then he said to the small beggar, "Wash your hands and face first. The food won't run away."
"No, mother said not to put food outside of my eyes. Otherwise, there will be problems." She continued to eat without lifting her head.
Shi Shuan sweated a little. His mother had taught her well, but how could this little girl find food outside by herself? But it was not convenient to ask this question directly. He first followed the small beggar's words and asked, "Uh, what problems will there be?"
The small beggar seemed to be stumped. She poked her lips with her chopsticks. After a while, she said, "Maybe you will spit in to tease me! I often tease my Senior Brothers and Sisters like this. "
"Oh, then what about your Senior Brother, Senior Sister, and Mother? Why aren't they with you?" Shi Xuan asked patiently.
"I'm not telling you!" The small beggar looked at Shi Xuan warily. After a while, she seemed to think of something. She said pitifully, "It can't be that mother sent you to take me back, right? I've been very careful not to say my name."
When he first heard the refusal, Shi Xuan was still thinking about how to trick her. He didn't expect the little girl to confess herself. He smiled and shook his head, "I don't even know you, nor do I know your mother."
"Really?" The small beggar moved her face closer. Seeing that Shi Xuan's expression was solemn and didn't seem to be lying, she immediately relaxed. She happily continued to eat and drink. But when she ate another piece of chicken, she froze there for a while. Then she burst into tears, "Wuwuwu, but I want to go back. What should I do?"
Shi Xuan felt that he couldn't keep up with the little girl's train of thought. Her mood changes were too fast.
When the small beggar stopped crying, Shi Xuan asked, "Then where is your home? What's your name? Do you want me to bring a message for you? Or do you want me to send you back?"
The small beggar raised her head. The dirt on her face had been washed away by her tears, revealing her white skin. She answered with some doubt, "Mother is called mother. Right, some people call her the Divine Empress, and some call her the Devil Empress."
Shi Xuan was stunned and immediately asked, "Then what's your name?"
The small beggar finished crying and continued to wolf down the food. She answered vaguely, "My surname is Chu, and my name is Wan'er."
