Daoshi Li, whose birth name is Qingfeng Li, is a man with rich past experiences.

He was originally a child prodigy of the previous dynasty. At a young age, he was appointed as the magistrate of any county and administered policies to benefit the people.

It coincided with the last emperor's eastern expedition to the peninsula, plundering the world's money, food and young people, to the point of breaking bones and sucking out marrow.

He couldn't hold on as an official, so he simply encouraged the people in the county to flee into the mountains, while he hung up his seal and left.

Later, there was an uprising in the Seventy-Two Fengyan Houses, and he voted for several of them to wait and see the situation.

In the end, Li Qingfeng discovered that these guys were worse than the previous dynasty.

Frustrated, he decided to become a Taoist priest and travel around the world in search of opportunities.

After such a daze, we have arrived now.

"Brother Zhong, if you were born in the previous dynasty with your temperament, you would definitely kill the whole world as your enemy."

Li Qingfeng shook his head and sighed, "There are too many injustices in the world. I can see it, but I can't control it. That's why I became discouraged and asked my clan brother to introduce me to join the Taoist clan."

"Li Tang is about to rise, and my Taoist sect is destined to prosper. Why don't you become a Taoist priest with me? The future is bright."

Zhong Sheng was surprised. Someone asked him to become a soldier before, but now a Taoist priest persuaded him to become a monk.

Is it possible that I am so popular?

"My uncle won't let me become a monk."

Qingfeng Li was also reasonable, "That's right. There are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is not having children."

"It's better to wait for you to marry a wife and have children before becoming a monk and entering my Taoism. This is called not delaying anything."

Zhong Sheng firmly thanked him.

After chatting for a long time, Zhong Sheng felt that this Taoist priest was quite interesting.

He is a scholar, but he is not pedantic and knows how to be flexible.

What's even more appetizing is that Li Daoshi, like him, is also very willing to spread his reputation.

"Brother Zhong, how much did you spend to hire someone to ghostwrite your joke?"

Zhong Sheng's eyes widened, it turned out that you paid someone to write for you.

"Could it be..."

Zhong Sheng shook his head, "I didn't find anyone to write it, it was just spread among the people."

Qingfeng Li's face turned red and he coughed, "Actually, I didn't spend much money, but because the man was enthusiastic about making a name for me and his family was poor, I gave him money and supplies to buy grain and cloth."

Understand, soft article promotion, I understand!

"What kind of trick is it to catch the moon in the altar?"

Zhong Sheng was suddenly curious and asked Li Qingfeng.

"It's not a trick!"

Qingfeng Li's expression instantly became serious, "It's a Taoist magic."

He took out a water altar from his robe and placed it in front of him. He saw a pool of clear water inside and could see the altar floor.

Zhong Sheng concentrated and knew that he was going to practice on the spot.

Inadvertently, two furry heads appeared on the left and right shoulders respectively, a little donkey and a white ape.

A few eyes stared at the water. It turned out that the moon was high in the sky at this moment, reflected in the water, as if it was sinking into the altar.

Li Qingfeng pointed to the moon in the sky, then pointed to the moon in the water, and green smoke rose up from his feet.

The next moment, a thin line hung from his palm, dropped into the water, and wrapped around the bright moon.

Suddenly, the thin thread tightened, as if it was being dragged by something heavy.

Qingfeng Li also looked struggling, dragging his hands to search for the thin thread, lifting it up inch by inch.

In the water jar, the sound of water breaking through the water resounded continuously.

"Hi!"

Qingfeng Li exhaled loudly, splashing water, and lifted up a bright moon from the altar.

The surrounding light has dimmed, and even if you can't see your fingers, it's not that far off.

Looking at the sky again, the bright moon is gone, leaving only darkness.

Zhong Sheng stepped forward to confirm that it was indeed a bright light from the sky, and the outline and luster were the same.

The water in the altar was empty, with no sign of the bright moon.

It was as if Qingfeng Li lifted the bright moon from the water with a thin thread.

"How?"

Li Qingfeng held up the bright moon, waved it twice in front of Zhong Sheng's eyes, and then threw it into the water.

Gudong, the bright moon fell into the altar like a fish into the sea.

The moonlight dispels the darkness and restores the previous light. The surrounding scenery emerges one by one.

Zhong Sheng knew in his heart that it was an illusion, but he just couldn't see through the flaw.

It has to be said that Qingfeng Li's methods are very clever and definitely not those of ordinary charlatans.

"Ang ang ang!"

The little donkey screamed excitedly and thought it was very exciting.

The ape suddenly reached into the altar and fished back and forth against the reflection of the bright moon.

A large amount of water splashed up, and the reflection was confused and broken, but the bright moon just now was still nowhere to be seen.

"What a monkey fishing for the moon."

Qingfeng Li chuckled and said, "Brother Zhong, you two pets are quite spiritual."

Zhong Sheng experienced this and knew that Qingfeng Li was not weak in ability.

The person who was able to escape from his sword before and had such an indistinguishable illusion is definitely a strange person.

He also thought of his second uncle’s instructions to him to travel around the world and make more friends.

"What a great Taoist Li, I'll treat you to a drink."

Li Qingfeng didn't pay attention. The word "drink" sounds simple, but in fact it is all-encompassing.

Traditional wine culture is not just a pot of wine, it is as simple as two people, including cooking wine, serving dishes, drinking orders, accompanying guests, etc.

He had been a county magistrate, had never drunk any good wine, and was very familiar with the ways of a scholar.

Zhong Sheng's offer of a drink, in his opinion, was nothing more than finding a tavern, eating meat and drinking heavily.

Anyway, what kind of care can a rough man have!

After a while...

A bull's-eye cup holds half a cup of green wine, which smells fragrant.

Zhong Sheng stuffed the wine gourd and explained, "It's not that I'm stingy. Most people have to drink this wine slowly."

Qingfeng Li's throat was crawling, and he was thinking rapidly, what kind of exquisite wine in the world could match the half-cup of green syrup in front of him?

I still want to think about it again, but my body keeps urging me.

Without thinking, he picked up the bull's-eye cup and drank it in one gulp.

“Good wine!”

His first reaction was that this was a wine he had never drunk before.

The second reaction is, too little.

"One more cup, no, three cups, well, three cups are not enough, ten cups."

"No, no, no, just bring the wine gourd over and I'll drink from it."

Zhong Sheng’s eyes were contemptuous, it’s so unhygienic, I won’t do it!

"Master Li, guests are welcome to do as they please. Only by drinking slowly can you appreciate the beauty of my fine wine."

Qingfeng Li was so greedy that he didn't care about all this. He wanted to grab it, but he suddenly saw Zhong Sheng's stiff arm and gave up.

"Okay, pour the wine faster,"

"Good wine, come again."

Qingfeng Li drank so well that even though there was no appetizer, he still drank one glass after another.

The ape looked at him eagerly, full of sorrow towards Zhongsheng. He had agreed not to give it to anyone else, so why should he give it to the smelly Taoist priest?

These drinks are all its possessions, one sip is less than one sip.

It still remembers the monkey fishing for the moon, and doesn't like Li Qingfeng very much.

Zhong Sheng smiled apologetically at it and stretched out a finger to indicate a roasted whole lamb.

The monkey raised his paws. If one is not enough, he wants four.

Four is four, Zhong Sheng made the decision on the spot and the deal was done.

The ape smiled happily on the spot and jumped to the side to play.

As for the little donkey, he stared at the two of them eagerly, hoping that the owner's water for washing the gourd could be poured into it to relieve its alcohol addiction.

Usually the wine gourd is guarded by a monkey, so it doesn't dare to drink secretly and can only smell the taste.

That night, Monkey Wine opened the way, and Li Qingfeng became extremely drunk. That night, he recognized Zhong Sheng as his life and death brother.
Chapter completed!