Volume 2 Chapter 32: Planting Pears

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  That Taoist priest had a disheveled appearance, with unkempt hair and a thin face covered in a layer of dust, giving off a dull and unclear impression; his eyelids drooped, lacking energy and spirit, as if he could fall asleep at any moment. If not for the Taoist robe on his body, others would definitely have taken him for an ordinary beggar.

  The beggar stretched out his dirty hand and drooled on his face, wanting that man to give him a pear to eat.

  That man refused and scolded: "You stinky Taoist priest, hurry up and leave, don't interfere with my business."

  The Taoist sighed and said: "Please be kind, sir. I haven't eaten a pear in decades."

  The man scowled and cursed loudly: "What business do you have with me, haven't you ever eaten a pear? If you don't leave now, I'll go report to the authorities and have you arrested. Just look at your appearance, you must be a wild Taoist priest that no temple would accept. You should be dragged into the government office and beaten severely."

  The Taoist was not afraid and said: "You have nearly a hundred pears in this cart, even if you give one to me to eat, what's the harm?"

  At this time, the onlookers all advised the man to take one out and give it in charity, so as to get rid of the Taoist priest. The man refused, and thus they made a big noise, attracting more and more people to gather around.

  At the top of the champion building, Chen Jianchen looked at that Taoist priest and vaguely felt that something was not quite right. Across from him, Wang Fu was also startled by the noise, took a look, quickly understood the situation, and said with great displeasure: "It's just a broken pear, causing a commotion on the street, this small peddler is really detestable, without any good intentions at all."

  When he heard this, Chen Jianchen couldn't help but pause for a moment. This remark didn't seem like something Wang Fu would say. However, after some thought, he felt relieved: it was likely that due to the Peach Blossom incident, Wang Fu had changed many of his views, especially having a different opinion about Daoist practitioners.

  Wang Fu said again, "Liu Xian, you tell me, isn't this peddler too stingy and calculating? If everyone were like this, who would be willing to do good deeds?"

  Chen Jianchen sank into thought for a moment before speaking slowly: "Good intentions should be sought from the willing, but Daoist's one-sided demands are bound to leave traces."

  Wang Fuyi pouted: "This is not right, the Taoist just wants to taste the pear... Since that's the case, Liuxian, wait a moment, I'll go and make some good karma."

  Having said that, he got up and hurried downstairs.

  Last time at the rural wine shop, he missed Qingyun Daochang and was taken by Chen Jianchen. This time, although the Taoist priest didn't look like a high-ranking person, based on the principle of "it's better to kill the wrong person than to let him go", Wang Fudu still wanted to stand up for himself. After all, it's just a pear, only worth a few cents.

  Wang Fula came to the street, squeezed into the crowd, took out a handful of money and gave it to the vendor, saying: "You're really stingy, you wouldn't even give a monk a pear, here's some money, I'll invite the Taoist priest to eat pears."

  That amount of money is enough to buy two big pears.

  He took two big pears from the vendor and handed them to the Taoist priest: "Taoist master, please have some pears." A pair of eyes rolled around, sizing each other up.

  The Taoist smiled and took only one, saying: "Young master is generous, poor Tao thanks you, but I only need to take one." Holding the pear, he turned to the onlookers and said: "Since young master invited poor Tao to eat pears, poor Tao cannot be stingy, so I'd like to invite everyone to eat pears."

  Everyone exclaimed: "You only got one pear, how can you invite guests?"

  The Taoist smiled and said: "I have a wonderful method."

  As he spoke, he ate the pear in his hand and spat out the pit onto the ground, which sank three inches into the earth. Then he asked someone to bring some water over, and soon a good Samaritan brought over a bowl of water.

  The Taoist poured water where the pear core had fallen, and under the gaze of many eyes, the pear core suddenly sprouted a bud - the bud transformed in an instant, opening leaves and growing branches. In the blink of an eye, it grew into a pear tree - the tree suddenly bloomed with fragrant flowers, and in an instant, the flowers bore fruit, heavy with yellow pears that were very tempting.

  "Everyone, please have some pear."

  The Taoist made a bow.

  The onlookers were all stunned, and it took them a while to react. They then reached out to pick the pears to eat, wondering if they were dreaming.

  Wang Fu was overjoyed and thought to himself, "This is it, I've really met a god." He saw the Taoist priest floating away from the crowd and quickly quickened his pace to follow him.

  This scene was clearly seen by Chen Jianchen on the upper floor, and he immediately understood that the Taoist had just performed a mysterious Taoist technique. He suddenly remembered that Qingyun Daozhang had said that there was a Shifu (master) with the Dharma name "Guanghan" who lived in Jiangzhou, whose cultivation was profound and unpredictable, and who was always elusive, could it be this sloppy Taoist?

  Just as he was thinking about it, the Taoist and Wang Fu below had already disappeared without knowing where they went.

  At this time, the pears on the pear tree were all picked and eaten by people. The whole tree suddenly disappeared without a trace. Everyone was shocked and looked around, but found that the Taoist priest had also disappeared, thinking that they had encountered an immortal.

  "Where's my pear?" the hawker shouted loudly in the crowd.

  He had just been watching a Taoist priest plant trees with extraordinary skill and was so absorbed in the scene that he didn't notice his cart of pears had been stolen.

  Upon hearing his cry, everyone suddenly realized that the pears they had eaten earlier were actually conjured up by the Taoist priest from the vendor's cart using magic. Thinking about how the vendor, due to his stinginess, refused to give away a single pear, only to end up losing the entire cart of pears, suffering a huge loss, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  In Chen Jianchen's heart, he was already somewhat certain that the sloppy Taoist priest was indeed Qingyun's master uncle Guanghan, who was indeed a playful and extraordinary person, acting naturally without considering right or wrong, teasing ordinary people, and not caring about his identity at all.

  At first, Qingyun left a message to remind Chen Jianchen that if there was an opportunity, he could worship Guanghan as his master and learn Taoist magic. However, now that Chen Jianchen has obtained the "Three True Chapters", his desire to learn Taoism is not so urgent; besides, the other party's identity has never been confirmed, it's not good to go up and get acquainted casually, Wang Fu followed him, which happened to be a good opportunity to explore the way.

  About the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Wang Fu returned to the upper floor of the wine tower, his face flushed with excitement, as if he had just been caressed by a spring breeze, and his eyes shone brightly.

  "Stay, foolish brother has bumped into fairy fate!"

  His voice was as low as possible, but the excitement in it was still evident.

  "Look!"

  Wang Fu pulled out a thin, old-fashioned book with a faint scent of age and quickly flashed it in front of Chen Jianchen's eyes before swiftly putting it away again, as if afraid that someone else might see it.

  Fortunately, Chen Jianchen had practiced and could barely make out the name on the cover of the book: "The Art of Concealment".

  "My foolish brother caught up with that immortal Taoist priest and asked him to take me as his apprentice. He agreed, saying there were three Taoist skills: invisibility, wall-penetration, and transportation. I could choose one of them. My brother thought for a moment and chose invisibility. The Taoist master immediately gave me this secret book, saying that as long as I practiced according to the book, I would be able to master it."

  As he spoke, Wang Fu was overjoyed and almost shouted from the highest place to announce it to the whole world.

  "Is that it?"

  Wang Fu took a big gulp of wine: "What else do you want? I've been kneeling for a long time and begging for a long time to get this secret book. Haha, Liu Xian, wait until I master the art of invisibility, where can't I go in the world?"

  Chen Jianchen's mouth twitched, thinking that if you really mastered the art of invisibility, I'm afraid the first thing you'd do is sneak a peek at the beauty... He thought again, since the other party didn't help Wang Fu understand, if Wang Fu could really master the Taoist techniques, it would be like seeing a ghost. This matter was probably the Taoist priest seeing him kneeling and begging, intentionally leaving behind a so-called secret book to get rid of him...

  However, Wang Fu is currently in high spirits, and Chen Jianchen's words are absolutely not entering his ears. Never mind, let him slowly cultivate the art of invisibility, anyway, he is harmless to humans and animals.

  Having made up his mind, Chen Jianchen remained silent and continued eating and drinking...