The monk came back and brought back a plaque with the words "Zhangfu" written on it, but the monk changed into a dress and had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

After seeing Mu Ming, he complained: "I was really told by Mrs. Li. When I saw a monk being beaten, I went up to persuade him. I never thought that those people would be beaten directly when they saw that I was a monk. If I hadn't run fast, I would have lost my life now!"

The wooden name was speechless. After taking the plaque and hanging it on the gate with the old monk. The previous plaque had long been decayed. After being taken off by the wooden name, it was taken to the kitchen as firewood.

My father found a wig for the old monk to bring. The old monk was not polite and put it on his head, and then continued to go out.

Li Qin did not come after that day, but only sent someone to send some books, which made Mrs. Zhang feel a pity.

And the wood name has been in the Zhang Mansion, reading ancient books or paintings.

Mr. Zhang was called away again to hand over the work and might not come back after a while, so Mrs. Zhang's wish to invite Mrs. Li's family to gather together has never been relieved.

These days, some people who visited the Zhang family have come one after another, most of whom are old friends. After hearing that the elders have only been promoted, they have come to visit them one after another.

In this imperial capital, practicing nothing is too important, only official positions are the key.

Here, even a small official with sesame and green beans can have great energy. Just like the disciples of Tai Academy, the disciples who stand in their positions must greet and salute, because not everyone can be disciples, and the disciples must be knowledgeable. Some disciples even elders of Tai Academy, but they hide their merits and fame and are silently guarding the Tai Academy.

However, Mr. Zhang carved out his late return, so the people who visited him returned home disappointed except for leaving books, calligraphy and paintings, and even gold and silver.

However, the monk wrote down their names and said to them: "The elder is just here to tell them the truth when he comes back!"

Those people naturally thanked them. In fact, these are all etiquettes, not asking others for help. So the next day, Mrs. Zhang brought Mu Ming one by one and brought gifts. Mu Ming was also aware of it, and greeted these people's children and daughters, and left a token to make friends.

The monk also came to join in the fun, looking at books, swords and so on in the Muming Study Room, and couldn't let go of it.

"This craft is extremely extraordinary forging. Which one gave it to me?" The monk took a fancy to a short knife.

Mu Ming said: "Mr. Qing's young master has loved bows and horses since he was a child. I heard that he was going to enter the martial arts academy. If you want to like me, I will make a hand for you tomorrow. He gave me a famous post. There is a weapon shop on the East Street. I will also make a set of things in the next round..."

"Okay, when you go out, you still have some weapons. I heard that no practitioners in the imperial capital are allowed to easily animals. Many times, it is still the world of mortals. I feel that this body seems to be reviving. Looking back, I thought about looking for a spiritual technique..."

The monk said something that surprised Mu Ming, then remembered something and took off a booklet on the bookshelf.

The monk took it and was happy at first, but then he was confused because it was all like ghost-drawing talismans.

"What is this?" asked the monk, feeling unfathomable, and these runes seemed to have incredible power.

"The scriptures for the Death of Ghosts should be these. This is what I wrote with my vague memory. Why don't you recognize these words?" Mu Ming opened a page and said casually.

"How can I know that these runes in the world of cultivation rely on the spiritual consciousness to recite. You can read them to me!" The monk shook his head and looked at Mu Ming with a strange look.

He recited the name of the wood and wrote it down carefully. Soon, a scripture was completely remembered by the monk.

"I didn't expect that these runes mean these meanings. I only read scriptures on weekdays, but I didn't touch them. Now I listen to your reading, and it seems that there is a charm in my mind, like reading the heavenly book, so you are reading it once!"

The monk sighed and then urged Mu Ming.

Mu Ming had to recite the scriptures again. Su Zi and the chant passionately kissed each other. Ripples appeared in the void. The monk's eyes became bright, and there seemed to be something brewing between his eyebrows. In the end, Heshan directly entered a state of meditation. An outline appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, which seemed to be a totem. Mu Ming ignored it and went out directly.

Ah Niang made some pastries today and asked Mu Ming to deliver them to Li’s mansion.

Mu Ming went out with a food box, and only then did he realize that the old apricot tree began to fall off leaves, and the yellowed leaves were flying in the wind. Mu Ming felt something deep in his heart in a trance. It seemed that countless red leaves were appearing in front of him, but in just a flash, they disappeared.

Mu Ming was stunned, stared at the old Xingshu for a moment before moving his steps.

When the servants of Li's mansion saw Mu Ming coming, they immediately greeted him with a smile.

Mu Ming took out two pieces of silver and gave it to the servants secretly. Mu Ming had seen Ah Niang give it to the servants of other servants like this before, so he also learned it.

The servant was stunned at first, and then was overjoyed. The weight of the silver was probably his monthly money. At this moment, his attitude became better and better, and he personally took the wooden name to the main hall of the Dao.

When Mrs. Li saw Mu Ming appear, she smiled. She opened the food box herself, and her eyes changed a little.

"I didn't expect that your mother's mandarin duck cake was made more exquisite!" Mrs. Li commented and picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth. She was very satisfied.

"The last time I ate it was sixteen years ago..."

"It's good that my aunt likes it. My mother originally wanted to deliver it to me in person, but there are a few families to visit today!" Mu Ming said respectfully, and took the tea handed over by the maid and sipped it gently.

"Oh, that's fine. Your mother and I don't know each other, and we don't need to see each other. I heard that your father has found a place in Tai Academy for you. I wonder when will you be admitted?" Mrs. Li said: "It's your father who has the ability. The place in Tai Academy needs someone to recommend it to be admitted. However, your father has so much energy in Long County for so many years, which surprised my aunt... I really don't know if the Zhang family regretted it back then!"

Mu Ming listened, but refused to respond. Mu Ming had already learned about these things from Ah Niang.

At this time, Li Mo also came. When he saw Mu Ming, he said, "Why did you come? I have not had time in the college these days. Today I am still thinking about looking for you. I asked the college and it will be opened in ten days. You need to prepare these things at that time!"

He handed out a list and said, "You can buy these things here. Let your sister accompany you at that time. She also bought these things last year. By the way, I have bows and arrows here. I will give them to you later, so I will save you that money in vain!"

Li Mo seemed to have talked a little more, but Mrs. Li smiled and nodded, "Eat a piece, your aunt made it!"

Only then did Li Mo notice the mandarin duck cake, but when he picked up a piece of cake, his eyes became a little weird.

"Why are sister? Why don't you see a guest? You're rude!"

Li Mo threw a piece of pastry into his mouth. Mrs. Li shook her head helplessly, but saw Li Mo pulling the wooden name and saying, "Let's go, let's see my sister. After returning from you that day, it seems that her whole person has changed. I don't know why!"

Mu Ming looked at Mrs. Li, and Mrs. Li said, "Go, you're welcome!"

Mu Ming had no choice but to smile apologetically and let Li Mo pull him out of the house!

Li Mo became much more active today. Mu Ming felt that it was probably because he was out of the sight of Mrs. Li and Mr. Li. At this time, he screamed, fearing that Li Qin would not know Mu Ming would come.

Li Qin appeared on the attic railing and looked at the two people walking in the distance with a smile.

Mu Ming greeted him from afar and got a faint gentle smile, but Li Qin seemed to be different, and there seemed to be some changes when she was having dinner that day. How could it be different? It seemed to be quiet.

This is the first time that Mu Ming has seen a woman's study in a real sense, but unlike what he imagined, Li Qin's bookshelf is placed with swords and other things, and there are a large bow hanging on the wall.

As for the books... I didn't see a single wooden name.

"My sister has given you books, it's good to use them all. If you put them here, you can only put them on the corner of the table." Li Mo pointed to the book and said, where a thick ancient book was used as a stepping stone.

Mu Ming was silent, but Li Mo said: "The legs on the table were cut off by my sister's sword test..."

Li Qin gave his brother a blank look, then met Mu Ming's gaze, but felt a little embarrassed. Then she remembered something and hurriedly ran backwards.

Mu Ming found that the study and her bedroom were connected, with a curtain separated by a middle. Mu Ming vaguely saw that she seemed to have put away a scroll.

"It seems to be your portrait. I took a secret look yesterday, but the painting was not very good. My father had hired some teachers before, but they were all driven away by my sister and learned a half-baked level!"

Li Mo betrayed his sister without any mercy, and then suddenly remembered something and said, "Sit down for a while, I'll leave if I have something to do!"

After saying that, he ran away without caring about Mu Ming's reaction, which made Mu Ming stunned.

Li Qin seemed to have expected this, but she blushed slightly at this time.

She opened a package, which were all ancient books. She asked Mu Ming to read. Mu Ming picked up one, then took out the light in her sleeve, picked up several other books and read it. Finally Mu Ming said: "I'm working!"

It turned out that Li Qin had gone to buy books these days, and there was an ancient book in it. When she opened the wooden name, she saw that it was filled with dense runes, which turned out to be the spiritual technique of practicing Taoism.

If you remember correctly, the monk once said that these spiritual techniques are usually only available in the hands of Taoist families. Even if they are sold in markets, they are still in specific places. It is difficult for ordinary people to find them. Mu Ming finally knew what Li Qin has been doing these days, and a warm feeling arises in his heart.

"This is for you. My uncle used to give me the ancient jade. I blew a few breaths inside, so that you can avoid all diseases!"

The wooden name took out a piece of peace buckle, which was carved by himself. The ancient jade was given by my uncle in the past and was obtained by my uncle from the old Taoist priest's house. The old Taoist priest has always been reluctant to use it because it is chalcedony and has the purpose of nourishing the body! I hid it under the mattress before, and I don't know how my uncle found it, so I guess it was drilled under the old Taoist priest's bed.

However, Mu Ming carved the chalcedony in separate carvings and made three peace buckles yesterday. The monk thought it was Mu Ming who gave him one, and he was still moved. However, after learning that Mu Ming was going to give it to Li Qin, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh!

Looking at the Ping An buckle that flashed with rays of light, Li Qin's eyes lit up, and then she started playing with it. She clicked on her fingers, and the Ping An buckle flashed with colorful ripples, which were extremely beautiful and mysterious.

She gestured at Mu Ming, who smiled and said, "No, most people can't steal it." But despite this, Mu Ming still blew a breath and blew it out in one breath. The peace buckle immediately became no different from the jade I tasted.

Li Qin nodded with satisfaction, looked at Mu Ming, then hesitated for a moment before entering the room, took out a scroll, and took out a pen, ink, paper and ink, signaling Mu Ming to paint.
Chapter completed!