"The master is back~!"

At 4:09 pm that day, accompanied by the shouting of a middle-aged Taoist priest outside the hall, more than a dozen people stood up in the Lingxiao Palace, and their eyes were all aimed at the gate where light shone in.

Zhao Qingshan stepped into the main hall with his front foot, and saw a familiar figure behind his back. An instinctively appeared in his mind with a silver one-yuan coin...

"The female donor is here again." A smile appeared on her face, and Zhao Qingshan bowed slightly.

"Master, we have been waiting for you for a long time!" Luo Xian'er, who had been waiting on the top of Longsu Mountain for several hours, stepped forward quickly, bowed to Zhao Qingshan in a regular manner, and said, "You are back!"

"Oh?" Zhao Qingshan handed the cloth bag in his hand to Tang Cancan on the side, and asked curiously: "The female donor is here for..."

"I asked her to bring me here." Luo Xian'er didn't speak. Luo Ling'er, who was sitting in a wheelchair behind, was pushed over by a middle-aged man. Her fair and handsome little face showed a look of gratitude, and her voice softly said: "Famous girl Luo Ling'er, thank the Taoist priest for saving her life."

"Oh..." Zhao Qingshan nodded suddenly. No wonder when he saw Luo Ling'er, he always felt that she and Luo Xian'er were somewhat similar. It turned out that these two were real sisters themselves!

After a smile, Zhao Qingshan replied, "The donor's words are so serious. That day, your sister climbed the top of the mountain alone and kept it hard for several hours. Her heart can be seen, and the sun and the moon can be expressed... I am a monk, so this is the case."

He said this on his mouth, but his eyes looked at Luo Xian'er, who was a few meters away from him, and a very bright smile appeared on his face, "I am very happy that the female donor is here!"

"Ah?" Luo Xian'er was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what Zhao Qingshan said, "Tao Master is..."

"Let's talk about your sister first." Zhao Qingshan put away his smile like the wolf grandmother, raised his hand to stop Luo Xian'er's questioning, and said, "The sun is about to go down, let's talk about the serious matter first."

"Okay." Luo Xian'er nodded and responded without thinking too much, and said directly: "Master Taoist, my sister is 22 years old this year. She has been learning classical dance since she was five years old. Being a contemporary master in the field of classical dance has always been my sister's greatest wish, but she has never been able to meet a master who has reached the pinnacle."

"Until half a month ago, the domestic classical dance master Cai Xiuxuan released the news that he would choose a student to become a closed disciple before the end of this year, but the prerequisite is to win the championship of a national competition."

"My sister really hopes to join Teacher Cai Xiuxuan's disciple, but the injuries left by a car accident have not been fully recovered... So, I thought of the Taoist priest..."

"The female donor means to let me get rid of the last patient for your sister?" Zhao Qingshan frowned subconsciously. There was no way, who made Luo Xian'er leave him so deep?

Zhao Qingshan frowned, and Luo Xian'er suddenly panicked and said, "Master, don't misunderstand. I didn't regard Qingyun Temple as a place for free treatment. I just couldn't think of other solutions..."

At the same time, Danxiu, the master of Qingyun Temple, had already walked to Zhao Qingshan and whispered beside Zhao Qingshan's ear: "Guanzhu, these donors have donated 500,000 donations..."

Luo Xian'er's explanation did not work much, but Dan Xiu's words directly made the ice and snow melt on Zhao Qingshan's face melt, and a gentle smile appeared again. He raised his hand and said, "I am not blaming the donor, but your sister's injury cannot be cured on the spot. I have a headache."

"Hu..." Zhao Qingshan's words made Luo Xian'er sigh. She didn't expect that the reason why Zhao Qingshan changed her face was because of the 500,000 donations she donated after she went up the mountain.

At least so far, Zhao Qingshan's image in Luo Xianer's mind is still very tall.

After calming down his emotions, Luo Xian'er quickly said, "It doesn't matter, it's okay. It's okay not to cure it on the spot. As long as the Taoist priest can let my sister recover before the competition, I will definitely give Qingyun Temple another big gift!"

"Is the female donor doubting my heart?!" Zhao Qingshan's face was stern and shouted with great righteousness: "Is the yellow and white things in the world the world what I pursue? If you want to mention it again, please leave!"

"Okay, okay... it's me who was wrong, it's me who was wrong..." Luo Xian'er was shocked and looked at Luo Ling'er sitting in a wheelchair with a little smug look in her heart, and her eyes seemed to be saying, Look, I'm right... This little Taoist priest is really a paradise who treats money as dirt!

After Luo Xian'er and Zhao Qingshan had finished communicating, Luo Ling'er had almost heard it. It was not until this time that she gently asked: "So, according to Taoist priest, how long will it take to cure the secret girl's injury?"

"It takes three to five days to get faster, and it takes one week to get slower." Zhao Qingshan said without hesitation: "The donor's injury needs careful conditioning. You cannot use strong medicine, so you can only take it slowly."

"It will take so long?" When he heard Zhao Qingshan's words, the men behind Luo Ling'er became anxious, "It's the limit for us to take a day off. We will go back to report before 6 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

"Dear donors, you can leave. The female donor stays in my Qingyun Temple and is naturally safe and worry-free." Zhao Qingshan bowed slightly and said, "When the female donor is injured, he will go down the mountain and leave."

"But I have to go back to school too!" Luo Xian'er was a little anxious, "There are all male Taoist priests on the mountain. What if something happens..."

"If the female donor does not believe in my Dao's Qingyun Temple, please let yourself do it." Zhao Qingshan's face darkened and he said with a smile: "The Taoist important place cannot be allowed to be used by people in the secular world to understand it at will, and if you don't leave it, you will all follow the emperor!"

"Master, don't be angry, my sister is just caring about me." Luo Ling'er hurriedly said when she saw that the situation was wrong: "After all, I believe that the girl is unable to move, so someone needs to take care of her in the mountains..."

"Sister, you are so beautiful, I like you so much!" At this time, Tang Cancan, who was standing beside Zhao Qingshan, suddenly smiled innocently and said cutely: "Can you just let Yu Jiang take care of her sister?"

"This one is..."

"I am the master's Taoist boy, named Tang Cancan, the Taoist boy, and the grandfather's name is Tang Youqiang..."

"Puuu!" Luo Xian'er's eyes turned dark, and she fell head-on without saying a word.

Luo Ling'er was almost shocked by Tang Cancan's words and fell from the wheelchair...

"You are Cancan's cousin? I am your cousin Luo Xian'er!"

"Oh my God Cancan, why are you here? Does grandpa know about this?!"

Tang Cancan smiled brilliantly and said, "It was my grandfather who left me here..."

Luo Xian'er and Luo Ling'er looked at each other and were both a little stupid... How could his grandfather, who had never believed in religion, send his favorite granddaughter to this mountain and become the Taoist boy of Zhao Qingshan?!

Wait... Isn't my cousin Tang Cancan congenitally deaf? Why...why is she getting better?!

Four gazes full of shock and disbelief fell on Zhao Qingshan. In an instant, Zhao Qingshan's image became taller and a mysterious light enveloped his whole body...

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