Chapter 198: Asking the Surname Surprises the First Meeting, Calling the Name Recalls the Old Appearance

The sky gradually darkened.

The back kitchen gradually drifted with the fragrance of meat.

"Truly wonderful."

Lin Jue finished listening to this story, but still had something else to ask.

It just so happened that the dishes hadn't been served yet, and seeing that there were no other guests in the inn at this time, he asked again:

"I heard that there are quite a few strange things about gods in this place. Besides this, there is also a cave of some Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua. I wonder if there is such a thing?"

The Junior Xiao Shimei propped her chin with her elbows on the table.

The fox also turned its head and stared at the waiter.

"Of course there is such a thing! Daoist, don't look at our place as remote and a small place, but there are quite a few things like this! The one living in the Jun Niangniang Yao Hua Cave is a proper immortal!"

"How do you say that?"

"In the past twenty years, I don't know how many high-ranking officials, literati, and people who came to see the strange and didn't believe in evil have come to our place to visit the Jun Niangniang Yao Hua Cave, all of them sighing and returning. I suppose the Daoist also heard it from the mouths of these people, right?"

"About the same."

"If the Daoist wants to investigate, you must not be disrespectful. That is a true immortal." The waiter was radiant, "If the Daoist has any doubts or things you want to ask, you can also go and ask."

"How to ask?"

"I heard from people that you only need to prepare some incense, candles, and offerings, as well as paper and pen, and go to the cave at noon or midnight. However, everyone goes at noon. Light the incense and candles, set up the offerings, and write down what you want to ask on white paper. Whether it is the secrets of the world, obscure things, future things, or things in your heart, as long as you are sincere, there will be wind to blow the paper into the cave, and there will naturally be answers.

"I have also heard of some nobles who hadn't walked there yet, and Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua knew he was coming. Before he wrote, Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua knew what he wanted to ask.

"Anyway, those who went and got a response from Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua all said that the questions she answered were very accurate."

The waiter's words were slightly different from the literati he met at the roadside tea stall, but overall they were the same.

Lin Jue lowered his head and looked at his own fox.

The fox also tilted its head and looked at him, its eyes full of clear confusion, not knowing why he was looking at it.

Lin Jue couldn't help but think.

This one inside the cave looked a bit like a Jixian without a medium.

Of course, without a medium, it cannot be called a Jixian. To be precise, it is a monster with the ability of a Jixian.

However, it might also truly be Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua.

Before going, it's hard to say.

It just so happens to go and ask Third Shixiong.

According to his understanding of Jixian, Jixian should know best about these things happening not far away, and divination and calculation are also the most accurate.

"How to go to that place?"

"Go out of the city from the north gate, walk north all the way. At first, it is a main road, and later you have to walk on a small path. Although it is a small path, many people walk it. It is said that red cloth is hung on the side of the road, so it is easy to find."

"Many thanks."

"What thanks? Being able to talk to the Daoist is also my blessing. Other high-ranking officials and Daoists talking, they still have to pay money."

"Haha..."

Lin Jue just wanted to say that he was not a fortune teller and didn't need to pay money to talk to him, but then thought that high-ranking officials in this era indeed like to talk to monks and Daoists. First, they steal a little leisure from life, and second, officials often have some things in their hearts that they can't tell anyone, or they have some words they want to find someone to discuss or let someone solve their doubts, and they don't have anyone they can trust, so they find more monks and Daoists and other people outside the world.

After talking, they always have to give some silver to express their heart, which is also to support the life of monks and Daoists.

Monks and Daoists generally won't refuse.

So Lin Jue just smiled and didn't refute.

The waiter was bored, and talked to them about other people he heard here who went to find that "Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua".

For example, there was a rich man in the city who got a son in his old age, but the young son had a serious illness. In his anxiety, he originally wanted to ask how to seek medical treatment, but was told by "Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua" that the young son was not his, but the steward's. Many people in the steward's family had this disease, and he knew how to treat it.

This matter is still a joke in the city.

For example, an official in Qinzhou was decadent and wasted his time. He accidentally came here, was pointed out by "Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua", found a bright path, and is now in a high position in the capital.

For example, there was a strange case in the city...

Many things placed elsewhere are strange things that can be spread very widely. Maybe they will spread for decades or a hundred years. If someone writes them into a book, maybe they will not be worn away for thousands of years.

Lin Jue listened and thought, and only said after a long time:

"To tell you the truth, I have also heard of this 'Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua' before. In the rumors of Huizhou, she is a very amazing immortal, almost comparable to the five great emperors. Is the one in the cave really Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua?"

"Everyone calls her that..."

The waiter said this, and there was a shout from the back kitchen. He smiled immediately and walked to the back kitchen.

The two dishes were served one after another.

Neither was a small dish.

The meat in the steamed basin was very mixed, and the quantity was not small. Pork knuckles, pork, chicken, egg skin, etc., were all added with wood ear and mushrooms, and it was steamed with a big fire. The soup base was a bit white, and a meat fragrance came to his face.

The gourd chicken was a whole chicken, first boiled, then steamed, then deep-fried. The skin was golden and crispy, and the inside was fresh, soft, and juicy.

There was also a large bucket of rice brought in a wooden bucket, with heat rising.

Any dish was something that ordinary families could rarely eat, and two ordinary people couldn't finish it.

Fortunately, the two of them actually had four mouths.

Lin Jue took out two bowls from the book box, handed one to Xiao Shimei, and both put them on the stools beside them, so that they could add dishes for the fox and the colored civet.

Then he filled his own fox with half a bowl of steamed basin, picked more meat, and touched its head, telling it to be careful of the heat.

The Junior Xiao Shimei grabbed the leg of the gourd chicken, not afraid of the heat, pulled hard, because the skin was really crispy, it pulled out a "chi la" sound, revealing the snow-white meat and juice inside. She was afraid that the juice would drip and be wasted, so she hurriedly put it into the colored civet's bowl, and learned from Shixiong, telling it to be careful of the heat.

The waiter beside them looked happy.

The two then picked up their chopsticks and ate heartily.

Although they didn't have much money on them now, they didn't care about this meal. They asked the waiter so many questions, so it was right to buy two good dishes.

Since the money was spent, they should eat comfortably.

Think about things later.

The oily vegetables, along with the broth, were mixed into the loose, distinct grains of rice; with a light scoop of the chopsticks, one could take a large mouthful. Both of them ate with their heads down, no one making a sound.

While eating, someone walked into the inn at night.

The Junior Xiao Shimei was still sensitive, looked up, and saw a martial artist with a long sword at his waist, dressed in black, with shallow whiskers, and a slightly vicissitudes face.

Perhaps it was because she also practiced martial arts and spent more effort on swordsmanship, when she saw this person, she suddenly had a feeling—

This person's ability was very high and very dangerous.

Perhaps it was the kind of person Shixiongs had mentioned, the kind who could take the head of a high-ranking Daoist practitioner within three steps before the person could react.

This was not some intuitive premonition, but rather the result of seeing the steps he took while walking, the swinging of his arms, the steadfastness and composure in his eyes, and even the wind stirred up by his hem, the malevolent energy and nicks on his scabbard, and so on—all combined in the mind in an instant. Relying on experience, and in a more ambiguous situation, he had made a judgment one step ahead of rational analysis.

People are often like this.

It was just that she didn't know this martial artist, and this was in the city. The martial artist didn't approach them, so she didn't touch her sword, but continued to eat.

However, Lin Jue still noticed her abnormality.

Looking back, he also saw this martial artist.

But he frowned.

Then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Shixiong! What's wrong?"

When the Junior Xiao Shimei asked this, her hand had already touched the sword.

The fox and the colored civet also raised their heads from the rice bowl and turned to stare straight at the martial artist.

The martial artist sat down on the other side of the lobby.

Obviously, he also noticed the two Daoists sitting here and their gazes, turned his head and glanced here, paused on the white fox and the long sword in the Junior Xiao Shimei's hand, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Clang!"

The saber was placed on the table.

"Waiter! Bring a basin of mutton! By the way, ask a question, it is said that there is a Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua here, how to go to her cave?"

"Okay! Basin of mutton!" The waiter shouted inside first, and then said with a smile, "This guest is also here to ask about Jun Niangniang Jun Niangniang Yao Hua..."

Before he could finish, Lin Jue had already stood up.

The Junior Xiao Shimei followed and stood up.

The fox left the rice bowl at the same time.

"Don't be nervous, I know him." Lin Jue comforted them first, then walked forward two steps, seeing that the martial artist was also looking at him, so he bowed and said to him, "Dare to ask if you are surnamed Luo and named Seng?"

"Hmm? What is the Daoist's surname?"

"Surname Lin."

"Lin?"

The martial artist still stared at him in confusion, only feeling it was the first meeting, but his gaze kept aiming at the Junior Xiao Shimei behind him and the fox at his feet.

"You forgot me." Lin Jue smiled, "I am Lin Jue. Five years ago, outside Danxun City, there was a group of strange monkeys. We met at that time."

"Hmm?"

The martial artist's eyes condensed, sizing him up carefully for a few times, and then remembered: "Are you that scholar at that time?"

"You remembered."

"You..."

The martial artist sized him up again: "You really found a place to practice Dao!"

"Exactly."

Lin Jue was also sizing him up.

But he couldn't help but feel confused and sigh.

When they first met outside Danxun City, he saw a young man, looking about twenty years old, high-spirited, and his martial arts and spirit left a deep impression on him, so much so that every time he saw a martial artist or his own martial arts became more refined, he couldn't help but think of him at that time, and compared him with him at that time.

It can be considered that he has missed him for several years.

Didn't expect to meet him again today.

Didn't expect that when they met today, that young martial artist at that time made him almost unable to recognize him.

Five years have passed. If he was twenty years old at that time, he should be around thirty now. It's just that people down the mountain in this era are old-looking, and they love to grow whiskers. This man looks like he is already in his thirties.

Added to the vicissitudes in his eyes, he looks even more mature.

Lin Jue remembered that when they parted, he said he wanted to seek immortals and ask about the Dao, and he said he wanted to join the army, rely on his martial arts to make a name for himself in the world, and between life and death, win a name for his Luo family again. He still remembers the freedom and spirit at that time.

But what did he experience later?

Thinking slightly, he also felt it was normal.

Five years is not short.

Not to mention others, he is no longer the young scholar with only courage at that time.

Maybe he would also be surprised by him. ===== CHAPTER 199 =====

Perhaps it would also surprise him.