Chapter 2367: Chapter 2180: Walk With Me for a While

"The young lady might be cold. You should take care and make sure she doesn’t catch a chill." Song Xiaodong said to Fang Xiaoyu and Zhou Mei.

Li Wenxin and Li Wendao also followed and exited Miss Zhang’s room.

"Mr. Song, are you leaving tomorrow?" Li Wenxin asked Li Wendao.

"Yes." Song Xiaodong replied.

"Let’s have a talk in the meditation room."

Li Wenxin and Song Xiaodong sat together again, discussing philosophy and the Way.

"This batch of elixirs is for the Taoist priest." Song Xiaodong took out a gourd and handed it to Li Wenxin.

Li Wenxin took it, opened it, and poured a pill into his hand.

Li Wenxin’s eyes gleamed slightly.

"Mr. Song, what you give me is ten years of longevity. Are you really willing, Mr. Song?" Li Wenxin asked Song Xiaodong.

"It’s just a gamble, willing to accept the loss." Song Xiaodong said calmly.

"Good, not to be saddened by material things, the old priest falls short. I have nothing good to return but a piece of jade, please accept it, Mr. Song."

Song Xiaodong took a look; it was an unpolished piece of jade with four lines of a verse engraved on it.

"Lu Jun departs,"

"The jade tree hangs like celestial robes."

"The glaciers gaze at twilight,"

"Difficult to bear the disciple’s dwelling."

Li Wenxin recited these four lines to Song Xiaodong, then closed his eyes and said no more.

"Farewell," Song Xiaodong stood up and deeply bowed to Li Wenxin, who was meditating with his eyes closed, then left the meditation room.

Zhang Jiajia, after consuming the Fire Essence Pill given by Song Xiaodong, suddenly flushed as if drunk, her body began to heat up, and soon she started sweating, calling continuously in her dream:"Thirsty... thirsty..."

Zhou Mei fed Zhang Jiajia a lot of hot water, causing Zhang Jiajia to sweat even more, eventually waking up from the heat.

"Mom!" Zhang Jiajia hugged Zhou Mei tightly, speaking robustly, her body warm, complexion rosy, completely lacking any sign of weakness or illness.

In the night, a shadow darted back and forth through the moonlight’s shadow, arriving outside Zhang Jiajia’s room, quietly pushing the door open and entering with a knife gleaming coldly in hand.

The figure moved silently, holding the knife, approached the sleeping Zhang Jiajia, and raised the knife to slash her throat.

Suddenly, the figure heard the sound of wind by his ear, turning to see Li Wendao’s eyes like two bright moons clearly reflecting the figure’s startled expression.

The figure hesitated briefly, then aimed the knife at Li Wendao, who caught it with a horsetail whisk, lifted his foot and viciously kicked the figure’s chest, knocking him towards the window. The figure turned his head and saw the armrest on Zhang Jiajia’s bed, reaching out to grab it to avoid hitting the window, but only moved Zhang Jiajia’s bed instead, making a faint creaking sound.

"Be careful when walking at night, don’t bump into things and wake others up," Li Wendao gently told the figure.

The figure retreated, cautiously exiting Zhang Jiajia’s room one step at a time.

Li Wendao emerged after the figure left, quietly closing Zhang Jiajia’s room door, then meditated in an empty room nearby, listening to the sounds inside and outside, a session lasting throughout the night.

The following morning, Song Xiaodong packed his things to leave. Zhang Jiajia, Sun Hailong, Zhang Guojian, Zhou Mei, and Fang Xiaoyu all came to meet him. Zhang Jiajia, Zhang Guojian, and Zhou Mei knelt before Song Xiaodong.

"Thank you, Mr. Song!"

Song Xiaodong looked indifferent, helping Zhang Jiajia up, saying: "Taoist Master Li shared a saying, which I am passing on to you, hoping you listen well."

"What did Taoist Master Li say?" Zhou Mei asked Song Xiaodong.

"Taoist Master Li said, it’s not Miss Zhang who is ill, but the human heart." Song Xiaodong stared intently into the eyes of the group.

Everyone’s expression was different.

"Farewell."

"Benefactor, leave your name!" Song Xiaodong had already turned to leave when Sun Hailong suddenly asked.

"Minghe, Song Xiaodong."

Dragon Three was waiting outside the mountain gate.

The Taoist temple inside was low and dark, while outside the mountain gate the sun shone brightly.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Jiajia was lively and happy, Zhang Guojian was enthusiastic, Sun Hailong was extremely excited, Zhou Mei was tearfully joyful, Fang Xiaoyu smiled with relief, preparing to leave as well.

"Mr. Zhang, you’re descending the mountain, can you give me a ride?" Li Wenxin also asked Zhang Guojian cheerfully, carrying his luggage.

"Taoist Master Li is also descending the mountain?" Zhang Guojian asked Li Wenxin.

Li Wendao chased after from behind Li Wenxin, saying: "Senior brother, there are still many matters to handle within this mountain gate, don’t abandon your junior and leave them unattended!"

Li Wenxin inconsolably looked around the small Taoist temple and said to Li Wendao: "Mr. Song was right, if one is fixated on gains and losses, and becomes attached to external things, then this Taoist temple is no place for cultivation but a prison!"

"Senior brother! You’re at this age and still want to travel across the world, it’s truly arduous, your junior can’t bear for you to leave!" Li Wendao’s tears fell as he said this, holding Li Wenxin’s hand.

"The old priest has long suffered external chains, today I’m liberated, Returning to Purity and Simplicity, you should be happy for me. But, from now on, you are the one in charge here, act cautiously, not only should you seek a good place for disciples to cultivate, but your own cultivation must not falter for a moment!" Li Wenxin advised Li Wendao earnestly.

"I will follow senior brother’s teachings with caution!" Li Wendao bowed deeply to Li Wenxin.

"Well, the old priest is leaving!"

Li Wenxin boarded Zhang Guojian’s car, leaving behind the Taoist temple he had lived in for eighty years.

Inside the Taoist temple, Li Wendao bathed, burned incense, tied his hair in a topknot, donned a purple robe and Golden Crown, decorated the building with hanging colors, opened the altar to teach, sitting high above, with thirteen disciples below, saying:

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