Chapter 1644 Explode, Xu Hanwen

Demons are in trouble.

There is calamity in the way.

Buddhas naturally also have kalpas.

Fa Hai knew that his karmic demons were coming, so he chanted sutras every day to stabilize his mind and get rid of distracting thoughts. One day, he suddenly remembered the spider spirit he had caught.

The spider spirit said that he was deeply influenced by the Buddha. He begged hard at that time. After being suppressed, the spirit of the rosary still persisted. Could it be that he really caught the wrong person?

Maybe he is the origin of his inner demons.

I got up and left Jinshan Temple, and flew all the way to the mountainous area outside Hangzhou where I caught spiders that day, and saw the pavilion.

Standing by the pavilion, Fahai clasped his hands together.

"Good and evil have their own ends, Spider. Back then I abolished your two hundred years of practice. Today I am trapped by demonic obstacles. This is considered retribution. Now I will let you go and hope that we can be liberated together."

Fa Hai was stunned as he stretched out his hand to lift the pavilion, which weighed 10,000 kilograms.

My purple and gold alms bowl is missing.

Fahai frowned deeply.

what happened? Could it be that the spider spirit got out of trouble on his own?

impossible.

I destroyed his cultivation at that time, and blessed the purple gold alms bowl with a trapping magic circle. With the help of the spider, I would never be able to escape.

Was he rescued by another goblin?

Fahai returned without success and returned to Jinshan Temple to continue his practice.

Originally, he wanted to relieve some of his karma by releasing the spider spirit, but the spider spirit was rescued by Jiang Hao, which made Fahai unable to relax, and the invisible inner demon became even heavier.

With nothing to do, Jiang Hao took out the jade tablet given to him by Li Lin, the golden carp spirit, and began to study it. In other worlds, Jiang Hao had studied the formation in depth, and through spiritual exploration, he quickly understood the situation of this jade tablet.

In fact, it is not complicated. There is a communication formation embedded in the jade tablet. As long as the formation is activated with spiritual power, the communication can occur and the sound will be automatically sent to the mother talisman.

And it can also be one-to-many, that is, one mother talisman can connect countless sub-talismans. For example, if Jiang Hao makes the mother talisman, and a hundred people outside get the sub-talisman, they can all communicate with Jiang Hao, but they cannot communicate with each other. .

Although it is just a pager, it is already the most advanced communication device in this era, and it is much more convenient than paper crane communication.

Now that Jiang Hao was rich, he went to a jade shop and bought a few pieces of jasper. He cut them into jade pieces the size of zippo lighters with the Chunjun Sword, and used his spiritual power to carve formations inside.

When describing the formations, Jiang Hao also had a sudden idea to code these formations. Don't doubt whether the formations can be encrypted. In fact, all advanced formations can be encrypted. Technique prohibition is one of them. In this way, even if someone else gets the jade symbol and cannot be opened without a password.

Except for the mother talisman, all other communication jade talismans are numbered, from 1 to 100, so that if someone contacts him in the future, he can know the message from that jade talisman, which is more scientific and practical.

When a guy who understands science enters the world of immortality, modern ideas collide with formations, and many new ideas will naturally arise.

As for the good mother talisman, in order to facilitate the collection of information, it cannot be stored in the golden space, so Jiang Hao bought a piece of mutton-fat white jade at a high price and carved it into a dragon turtle peace sign with tassels underneath, which can be hung around the waist as a jade pendant.

"A gentleman has no reason, and the jade will not leave his body."

Hanging a jade pendant on his waist, holding a folding fan, and wearing a white Confucian shirt, he naturally exudes a sense of elegance and handsomeness that cannot be concealed.

It was holiday time again, and Jiang Hao came to his sister Xu Jiaorong's house again, fully dressed. As soon as he entered the door, Xu Jiaorong came over and held his brother's hand, looking him up and down and nodding.

"Hanwen, you are a lot more energetic today, so you should take care of yourself, otherwise you won't look like a young talent." My sister said with a smile.

After saying that, he glanced at the door, pulled Jiang Hao into the house, and whispered: "Your brother-in-law told me that those pearls of yours were really given to you by goblins. Didn't they come here for evil?"

"Of course it's true." Jiang Hao said with certainty.

Xu Jiaorong knew that her brother would not lie to her, so she felt relieved and smiled on her face.

"In Chinese, good people are rewarded. Doing good deeds will bring you good results. My sister is also happy for you. But in the future, you can't really have contact with those fairies. We are ordinary people after all."

"Sister, I know."

"By the way, your brother-in-law said before he left that he would come back for lunch at noon and asked you to wait for him before he left. He has already found a few houses for you. After lunch, let's go and have a look." Xu Jiaorong said.

"OK."

At noon, Li Gongfu came back for dinner. When he saw Jiang Hao, he immediately said, "I found a few places for you for the house and facade you want. I went to check it out in advance and thought it was quite suitable. You have a rest today." We'll go take a look together later, and if we're satisfied, we can make a decision. Don't worry, I'll keep those people in check on the price, and I won't dare to cheat us."

"With my brother-in-law here, I have nothing to worry about."

Jiang Hao complimented him, and Li Gongfu laughed twice, looking slightly satisfied.

After dinner, Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong accompanied him to see the room. Yazi had been waiting for him, and when he saw Li Gongfu, he hurried up to say hello.

"Master Li, you are here, should we take a look at the facade or the house first?" Yazi asked, nodding and bowing.

"Look at the house first." Li Gongfu said.

I looked at a few in a row, and overall they were all OK, and Jiang Hao thought the price was appropriate. After all, Li Gongfu had carefully selected them.

They looked at the last house in Sanyuan Lane, not far from the West Lake.

This is a typical Jiangnan folk house with a red painted wooden door, an inverted living room in front, and an outer living room, accounting room, concierge, guest room, and servant room.

After the central hall screen wall and the hanging flower gate, there is a corridor, which is convenient for the owner to walk in rainy and snowy days. Entering the main courtyard, the courtyard is very spacious, with a golden osmanthus tree planted in the middle.

There are wing rooms on both sides. The front is the main hall and the main room, and there are ear rooms and study rooms on both sides. After the main room and the main hall, there is the back room, which is the backyard. There is an independent courtyard and a row of houses, which are the bedrooms of the family members.

This house is obviously larger and newer than the previous ones. It does not need to be renovated. You can move in directly, and the furniture is also complete. It is not made of precious wood, but it is also made of ash, which is very beautiful and durable.

Yazi could see that Jiang Hao was very satisfied with this place, and said with a smile:

"This was originally the house of a Sishi assistant teacher. The assistant teacher was promoted to the capital, so he planned to sell this house, so he put it up for sale. Because the house is new, the price is higher, asking for 850 guan."

"Didn't Master Li say that? So I talked to the family and finally lowered the price by 100 guan, 750 guan. Do you think it's okay?"

The new house does not need to be renovated. It has all the furniture and a good location. It is only about 10 minutes' walk from the West Lake. Jiang Hao is very satisfied with this place and looks at his sister Xu Jiaorong.

Xu Jiaorong thought for a while and said, "Sanyuan Lane, Sanyuan Jidi, this name is pleasing. It was originally the house of a scholar. The Chinese language can also be touched by the literary atmosphere. Maybe I can pass the exam to become a scholar next year. I think this is the place."

In this way, Jiang Hao bought this house.

Then the three of them went to look at the storefronts. After looking around, they chose a storefront on Yuanbao Street. Yuanbao Street is spacious and paved with bluestone slabs. It is one of the main streets in Qiantang, with people coming and going and prosperous business.

This storefront has a front hall and a backyard. The front hall is about 100 square meters and is divided into two rooms, one large and one small. Jiang Hao thought that the big room would be used as the main hall and pharmacy with medicine cabinets, and the small room would be used as a clinic.

The side rooms on both sides of the back yard can be used as warehouses and decoction rooms, the main room in the backyard can be used as a ward to accommodate the injured, and the side rooms can be used for the waiters to live.

The place is big and spacious enough, enough.

The price is 1580 guan, which is acceptable.

He immediately decided to buy it.

He signed a sales agreement with the owner and went to the government office to do notarization. From then on, this house and storefront were Xu Xian's property.

Xu Jiaorong was very happy. Her brother had a place to settle down. In the future, he could marry a wife and have a few children. In the future, the Xu family can continue to exist.

"Leave the house to you, sister. I will find someone to clean it up tomorrow and buy the daily necessities. I will definitely clean it up for you. You will be able to move in in four or five days." Xu Jiaorong said with a smile.

"Then I will trouble you, sister."

It is really comfortable to have a sister.

As for the clinic, Jiang Hao needs to worry about it himself. He found a special craftsman and asked them to repair the place where it should be repaired after looking at the storefront, and to buy the furniture needed for the clinic.

Everything is OK if there is money.

However, it will take several months to open the clinic.

Jiang Hao had just finished class that day and was originally going to go to the Yuanbao Street Clinic to see the progress. As soon as he walked out of the academy, a voice called him in the distance.

"Hanwen, I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect to see you here."

Jiang Hao turned around and saw that the person who came was Pan Liangyu, one of Xu Xian's few friends and former classmate.

"Brother Liangyu." Jiang Hao bowed slightly and greeted him.

Pan Liangyu came over, grabbed Jiang Hao's hand and walked away, "Come on, follow me."

Jiang Hao was dragged forward by him.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Hao asked.

"My classmates are going to the poetry gathering on the West Lake on a moonlit night. Don't stay in your room all day like a nerd." Pan Liangyu said.

Are you a nerd?

It seems that Xu Xian in the past was indeed.

Maybe he is not a nerd, but he does not want to be looked down upon or even ridiculed, so he stays away from the crowd.

Just like the first day Jiang Hao came, he saw two former classmates in the wild and was ridiculed intentionally or unintentionally.

The so-called poetry gathering on the West Lake on a moonlit night can be said to be a reserved program for students. Invite a group of classmates and friends to go on the boat to drink, listen to music, write poems and show off. It is similar to going to KTV today, in fact, it is just for fun.

Every night, the West Lake is full of these pleasure boats and pleasure boats, and business is booming.

Jiang Hao and Pan Yuliang came to the West Lake. At this time, it was just dark and the pleasure boats had been lit with lanterns. They found the boat rented by their friends. When the two boarded the boat, those classmates were very polite to Pan Yuliang, and their attitude towards Jiang Hao was obviously cold.

Pan Yuliang's family is good. Her father is an eighth-rank official. Although he is an idle official, he is still an official. Moreover, Pan Yuliang has passed the examination and became a scholar. Compared with Xu Xian, he is far behind. With a poor family background and poor academic performance, he is naturally looked down upon.

On the boat, Jiang Hao also saw Cao Jin and Wu Shan, the two guys who had just traveled through time and mocked him.

Everyone came together, the cruise ship rowed into the West Lake, and the singing girl came out to play music to cheer him up. After everyone had a good meal, they started today's program, writing obscene poems and fu.

Tang poetry and Song lyrics, all the good poems have been written.

How many amazing words can these people write now?

Jiang Hao listened to the poems they wrote, which were very ordinary. After all, they were just a group of young scholars, and their knowledge was at most a scholar.

Turning his head to look at the West Lake, the flower boats cruised and the music kept on, what a leisurely and joyful scene.

"Hanwen, it's your turn. In the past, you couldn't do it, so you were punished with a glass of wine. Today, you won't replace poetry with wine again." Cao Jin said with a smile.

His tone was obviously teasing.

Jiang Hao retracted his gaze towards the outside and asked, "What is the topic today?"

"You are not so absent-minded that you are not listening to us." Someone said dissatisfiedly, thinking that Xu Xian was obviously here to eat and drink for free.

"Love and longing, poetry and lyrics are all fine." Pan Yuliang next to him reminded.

Although he reminded, Old Pan did not think Xu Xian could write any good poems. His friend was dull by nature. He could recite the Four Books and Five Classics with hard work, but he was not good at poetry and lyrics.

Jiang Hao ignored the feelings of others, paused for a few seconds, and countless poems and lyrics of love and longing flashed through his mind, and he opened his mouth to chant.

"Appreciate the tears on the clothes of the fallen red, don't be a love fool in the life, there is no place for longing in the world.

If the flowers bloom again, they are not the same tree, and the clouds can stay for a while, but they are sad. It is not a pastime, but a sadness."

Everyone felt a sense of surprise and widened their eyes when they heard it.

I didn't expect that Xu Xian really wrote a good poem.

This is not scientific.

Some people were shocked, some were thinking about the poem carefully, but there was one person who applauded loudly, and it was Jiang Hao's friend Pan Yuliang.

"Well, this poem is really well written, with good feelings and good intentions."

Everyone woke up and applauded. This poem is indeed very good.

Before the applause died down, Jiang Hao said again, "Maybe I drank some wine today, and suddenly I felt a sense of inspiration, and another poem came to my mind."

"Anything else? That's great, read it out for everyone to listen to." Someone said.

Jiang Hao was not polite and said loudly:

"How many times have I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the Milky Way and the red walls were far away. The stars are not like last night, for whom do I stand in the wind and dew in the middle of the night. The lingering thoughts are exhausted and the remaining cocoons are pulled out, and the heart is hurt after peeling the banana. Three or five years, three or five months, it's a pity that the glass of wine has not been consumed."

"Well, good poems!"

This time when Jiang Hao finished reading, not only Pan Yuliang applauded, but several people shouted together.

Jiang Hao picked up the wine glass next to him, drank it in one gulp, and said with a smile, "In fact, I just thought of a poem."

"Hanwen, read it out quickly."

Pan Yuliang was very excited to find that her friend suddenly exploded tonight.

Cao Jin, Wu Shan and other people who usually look down on Xu Xian all stared at Jiang Hao blankly.

Did this guy take a powerful pill or a smart pill today? Why is his literary talent so strong? He's not going to play yet.

"The wind-blown catkins have turned into duckweed, and the mud lotus has just entangled the lotus root silk. Take care and don't pick up a petal of incense to remember the past life. As people grow older, their emotions become less affectionate, and now they are really not affectionate. When I look back at the heartbreaking place, tears fall secretly."

Jiang Hao recited it quietly.

"Good~, good lyrics, good lovesickness!"

"Good artistic conception, it makes people want to cry after listening to it."

"It turns out that Hanwen is not incapable of writing poems, but he is not good at the usual topics. Hanwen is good at love poems."

"After these poems are spread today, there may be more songs sung on the West Lake. Maybe in the future, when Hanwen arrives on the pleasure boat, there will be girls to entertain him for free, hehe."

After a few poems came out, many people changed their impression of Xu Xian's incompetence and dullness. Jiang Hao thought, let's show off a little today, and then suddenly burst out in the future, so as not to cause too much suspicion.