Just walked out of the Qingyang Town street entrance.
Sudden.
A group of people fleeing famine ran back from outside the city like crazy.
Looking at those people running for their lives, Lu Fan was slightly stunned.
"Hello fellows, may I ask what's wrong with you? Why are you running so fast?"
Lu Fan stopped an old man who was fleeing famine and asked.
The old man was skin and bones and had bare feet.
Being stopped by Lu Fan, he gasped and said, "Someone was killed outside the town. Many people were killed."
"Murder? Who killed him?" Lu Fan asked quickly.
"It's bandits. They're stealing food, women, and children."
Upon hearing this, Lu Fan was stunned.
In these years of famine, human life is as precious as grass.
In order to survive, many people became bandits and even killed people and robbed them of their food.
They even cooked children and women into rice meat and used it as food.
"Young man, I advise you not to leave town."
After the old man who was fleeing from famine finished speaking, he turned around and ran away.
If he doesn't leave town, he can't go home to take care of his sister.
But what if I go out and encounter bandits?
Thinking of this, Lu Fan was conflicted.
"Forget it, it's still early now, why don't we wait until it's almost dark before going back."
After making the decision, Lu Fan found a place at random and began to wait.
People are coming and going on the streets.
Lu Fan just sat there blankly with his magic gourd on his back.
Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"My dear, you have a full forehead and a fine bone structure. You are a martial arts genius rarely seen in a century. Would you like to become my disciple?"
"Don't worry, it's cheap for me to be your disciple. I only need to give you food."
When Lu Fan turned his head, he saw an old Taoist priest in tattered clothes, holding a soul-summoning flag in his hand. He looked at Lu Fan in a lewd manner and spoke.
Lu Fan immediately shrank back.
I thought: Where did this old Taoist priest come from? He wants to stutter. Is he dreaming?
"Don't be afraid, little guy. I really am impressed by your extraordinary talent!"
"Just think about it, there is chaos and war right now, and human lives are as precious as grass. Don't you really want to learn a set of peerless kung fu to protect yourself?" The old Taoist continued when he saw Lu Fan's look of disgust.
Learn Kung Fu?
Hearing these words, Lu Fanshen's head turned.
Although this old Taoist priest was most likely a liar, Lu Fan felt that what he said made sense.
In this famine-stricken era where human lives are as precious as grass, even though I have a magic gourd to grow food, what should I do if I really encounter bad people?
In addition, there are bandits outside the town. If he and his sister fall into the hands of the bandits by accident, won't they be dead?
right!
If I really practice martial arts, I can not only protect my sister, but also make myself stronger.
After thinking this, Lu Fan looked up at the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest in front of him was extremely sloppy, with his eyebrows drawn into a straight line.
If he hadn't been wearing a khaki Taoist robe, Lu Fan would definitely have thought he was a gangster.
"Do you really know martial arts?"
Lu Fan looked up and asked the sloppy Taoist priest.
"Of course, I am the abbot of Baiyun Temple, and my Taoist name is Yimei."
"You can go to Qingyang Town and ask around. Our Baiyun Temple was so powerful in the past. It was a holy place where even the royal family came to worship! Little guy, do you know what the royal family means?" The old Taoist priest talked to Lu Fan eloquently.
Lu Fan didn't say anything, but just looked at the old Taoist priest's tattered clothes with contempt.
The old Taoist priest probably felt that he had gone too far in boasting, so he quickly changed his tone and said, "Forget it, forget it. I won't tell you about the past! My dear boy, I just want to ask you, are you willing to become my disciple and become my first disciple?"
Lu Fan shook his head.
Then just leave.
This guy is obviously a liar!
Seeing Lu Fan walking straight away, the sloppy Taoist priest quickly chased after him.
"Don't run, little guy! I know you have food in your pocket. I just saw you walking out of the butcher's shop! Please, have mercy on me, I'm really starving..."
The sloppy Taoist priest chased Lu Fandao like a dog-skin plaster.
But Lu Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Seeing that Lu Fan was not fooled, the old Taoist became anxious.
"Little guy, stop!"
"It seems that if I don't take out some of my best stuff, you will really miss this once-in-a-century opportunity."
Finished.
The sloppy Taoist priest suddenly took out a cloth bag from behind him, and then took out a bunch of things from the bag.
What yellow talisman paper?
What kind of peach wood sword is this?
The most amazing one is a martial arts secret book written in this crooked font.
"My dear, these are all the treasures I collected back in Baiyun Temple! Today, seeing that we have a connection, I will make an exception and give you some! As long as you can give me something to eat, you can take a look at the things here, including this peerless secret manual."
The sloppy old man said to Lu Fan while shaking the worn book in his hand.
Lu Fan was speechless.
I thought to myself: Is this old Taoist priest going crazy from starvation?
You really think you are a fool!
Just as Lu Fan was thinking this, suddenly, a white jade slip fell out of the sloppy Taoist's bag.
Strangely enough, when the white jade slip fell out, Lu Fan suddenly saw the magic gourd he was carrying light up.
"Huh?"
Lu Fan thought he was seeing things, so he quickly picked up the magic gourd and took a look.
Sure enough, the patterns on the bottom of the treasure gourd were actually flickering with light.
"That jade slip can actually make the gourd react?"
Lu Fan suddenly became curious.
Although Lu Fan still didn't know what the jade slip was, he knew better than anyone that every time the pattern on the bottom of the magic gourd flashed, something mysterious would happen.
Thinking of this, Lu Fan immediately pulled out a rice ball from his pocket. This was the dry food Lu Fan had brought with him for the journey. Since he wasn't hungry, he decided to exchange it with the old Taoist priest for the jade slip. Lu Fan pointed at the jade slip and said, "Old Taoist priest, give me that thing! I'll give you this rice ball."
"What?"
"You want this? No no no! I won't give you this!"
When the sloppy Taoist saw Lu Fan wanted the white jade slip, he immediately grabbed it in his hand.
"You just said that I only want to give you a bite to eat. Can't you give me anything in your bag? Why can't it give it to me?" Lu Fan asked.
The sloppy Taoist said, "Because this is a treasure left by my ancestor."
Hearing the word "baby", Lu Fan frowned.
"Since you don't want to sell it, forget it!"
Lu Fan didn't force it and put the rice ball back into his pocket.
Turn around and leave.
Seeing that Lu Fan had really left, the sloppy Taoist suddenly shouted from behind: "Wait a minute, little guy."
"what?"
Lu Fan turned around and said.
"If you really want to buy the treasure passed down from my ancestor, it's not impossible, but you can't just give me a rice ball..."
The sloppy Taoist priest held the white jade slip in his hand and gritted his teeth.
Lu Fan frowned.
Lu Fan indeed has no shortage of food.
After all, there was a mountain of food in his magic gourd.
After thinking for a while, Lu Fan asked, "What else do you want?"
"At least give me two rice balls, right?"
The old Taoist held up three fingers.
"Oh no, three rice balls..."
Hearing the old Taoist asking for three rice balls, Lu Fan said, "Forget it! I only have one rice ball."
"One rice ball is not enough, two rice balls..." the sloppy old Taoist bargained.
"one!
"Two?"
"I only have one!"
"Okay, okay, one rice ball, just give me the rice ball!"
…
Finally, after a fierce struggle between heaven and man, Lu Fan finally exchanged a rice ball for the white jade slip from the sloppy Taoist priest.
When handing the rice ball to the sloppy old Taoist, he held the white jade slip in both hands, his face filled with grief and indignation as he said, "Grandmaster, I am incompetent and I am truly sorry for you and for Baiyun Temple... But there is no other way. I am too hungry and must survive! I am sorry, I am sorry..."
After his grief and anger, the sloppy old Taoist finally handed the white jade slip to Lu Fan.
Before leaving, he said: This jade slip was given to them by their Baiyun Temple's ancestor who rescued an immortal at the foot of the mountain. The immortal also told Lu Fan to keep it well.
Of course, Lu Fan would definitely not believe this.