In the Taoist temple among the mountains, the old Taoist priest was wearing a green shirt, with white hair and beard. Opposite him, a charming lady in her early fifties looked haggard and frowning, obviously disturbed by her heart.

The lady is the wife of the richest man in the country. Her husband passed away three days ago.

After his death, his former subordinates and other members of her husband's family were eyeing the business map that had been left vacant after her husband left. Moreover, all the six children in her family were not doing their jobs properly, which made the lady so worried that her head almost turned gray.

For this reason, she specially came to Fuhu Mountain to ask the Taoist priest for help.

The old Taoist priest had an air of immortality, and after patiently listening to the lady's request, he recommended.

"Madam, my little apprentice can help you with your matter. She has the best knowledge about education and is very good at making people correct their evil ways."

The lady trusted the old Taoist priest very much, and her eyes lit up when she heard what he said.

The apprentices of Taoist Master Xuanling are all very famous figures. The first apprentice opened the largest martial arts gym in the country, the second apprentice is the most famous martial arts star, and the third apprentice is the most expensive fortune teller...

Being accepted as a close disciple would definitely be even more impressive!

The lady immediately asked impatiently, "Okay, what are the conditions required for this little Taoist to come down the mountain? I will give you any money!"

Seeing that the noble lady was so happy, the old Taoist priest calmly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go and talk to her about the conditions."

The Taoist Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, someone took away Feng Song, that boy disguised as a man, no, the girl, otherwise even the last chicken in the Taoist temple will be tortured to the point of committing suicide!

Feng Song was an orphan he picked up.

Since the old Taoist priest had lived in a Taoist temple since he was a child, and Taoist temples were all men, there was a slight misunderstanding when he was looking for someone to help Feng Song get his household registration, and Feng Song's household registration was changed to male.

So Feng Song was raised as a boy later on.

After receiving the advice from the old Taoist priest, the lady waited anxiously in the hall for her young apprentice to arrive.

After about a cup of tea, a young man who looked a little careless came out from the back of the courtyard wearing a large Taoist robe. "He" was also carrying a struggling chicken in his hand.

His fair skin glows like jade, his figure is slightly slender than other teenagers, and his long hair is tied behind his back with a chopstick.

He turned his head to look at the lady sitting in the guest seat, his narrow eyes were like a fox's with the tail raised, and there was an indescribable laziness and arrogance.

This young man was so beautiful that the lady couldn't help but blush when "he" looked at her. She didn't dare to look at "him" for fear that her soul would be taken away.

Feng Song was teaching a chicken behind the mountain how to be a great chicken with ideological awareness. When the master called her, she knew with just a few fingers that something was wrong.

She didn't speak. The noble lady was shy, so she had no choice but to ask Taoist Master Xuanling to do it.

Taoist Priest Xuanling saw that Feng Song was acting like a fool. The collar of his robe was crooked and there was a chicken feather stuck to his face. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

He didn't understand. Among all the disciples, Feng Song was the smartest, but she was also the most stubborn.

Taoist priest Xuanling told Feng Song about the noble lady with an upright face.

Feng Song raised her eyebrows after hearing this. She glanced sideways at the old Taoist priest, and the two of them communicated with each other in secret codes with their eyes.

Feng Song: Don't come to me for this kind of thing. I only know how to educate people in Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger, plus a set of Tai Chi to send them on their way.

Taoist Master Xuanling: It doesn't matter. I've calculated it for you. Today is a good day for you to go down the mountain.

Feng Song: After all, it’s just that she gave too much.

Taoist Master Xuanling noticed this and couldn't help but cough slightly.

Money is indeed part of the factor.

This Taoist temple is full of orphans he adopted, but the times are different now, and orphans cannot grow up eating wild vegetables and drinking dew, so they have to be raised with money.

Taoist priest Xuanling continued to wink and wink to Feng Song to convey the secret signal.

Taoist Master Xuanling: Disciple, you have seldom gone down the mountain since you were adopted by me. This is a good opportunity for you to experience the world.

Feng Song: No, I’m a homebody and a keyboard warrior. Although I don’t go down the mountain, it doesn’t stop me from surfing the Internet. I’m very satisfied with this kind of life.

Taoist priest Xuanling:...

Feng Song left the old Taoist priest speechless. She curled her lips and lowered her head to play with the chicken.

Want her to go down the mountain?

No way.

She is stupid for surfing at 24g every day. The 996 insurrection in the mountain is full of lamentations. Not to mention the salary every month on the mountain, she eats well and sleeps well and sleeps until she wakes up naturally...

Feng Song was thinking happily when a gust of wind suddenly struck him.

The old Taoist priest calmly took action!

If you don't agree with me, you'll transform into an old cunt, right?

Feng Song's expression changed and she immediately turned around to dodge, but the old Taoist priest was not slow in his movements. Feng Song was about to receive a slap on her shoulder, so she immediately blocked the old Taoist priest's palm with her live chicken and yelled.

"Master, Chicken is innocent, don't embarrass Chicken!"

The old Taoist priest was shocked, and then became even more furious. He rolled up his sleeves and seemed ready to teach Feng Song a lesson with the Dragon-Subduing-Tiger Fist!

The old Taoist priest's sudden move frightened the lady to stand up. She wanted to stop him but was afraid of being beaten to death, so she could only jump around anxiously.

"What...what's going on?"

The old Taoist priest turned his head to comfort the lady.

"It's just a small matter, it will be fine soon."

Then, he walked toward Feng Song with striding strides.

"Sanqing Taoist Patriarch is here! Disciples will clean up the door today!"

Feng Song could only throw down the chicken and fight with the old man.

The two of them were fighting like the wind with their feet like the wind. While the lady was worried, she thought it was better than a movie. She wanted to applaud for a moment.

Feng Song fought for a while, then took a step back and waved his hand.

"No more fighting, I'm tired."

The old Taoist leader said coldly, "Then are you going or not?"

Feng Song sighed and dusted off the dust on his body, "Go -"

The old Taoist priest relaxed his brows and raised the corners of his lips.

Feng Song continued, "Whether you go or not depends on you, madam."

The old Taoist priest felt that his hands were a little itchy. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was a slap mark missing on Feng Song's beautiful little face.

The noble lady had not yet recovered from the feeling of "watching a movie". She said "ah" and said slightly confused.

"Me? I definitely want to ask the Taoist Master to come out and help me. As for the reward, just ask."

Feng Song waved his hand gracefully again, his long sleeves fluttering, and he looked like an immortal.

"As for money, I definitely need it. But besides money, I have another request."

The lady stood up and said, "Please speak."

The old Taoist priest began to wink at Feng Song again, trying to make him restrain himself. After all, their Taoist temple still wanted to save face, and it would be bad if they scared people away.

Feng Song comforted the old Taoist priest with his eyes.

Feng Song: Don’t worry, Master, I have a sense of discretion.

The old Taoist priest's eyebrows finally relaxed again...

"Madam, of course I can educate your children. The premise is that I want to be their father."

Old Taoist Priest:......

Proportion?!!

Lady:…

The lady once again failed to follow Feng Song's thinking. After she understood Feng Song's words over and over again, her expression immediately changed.

"Please respect yourself, Taoist priest! My husband has loved me all his life. After his death, I will remain a widow for him for the rest of my life! It is impossible for me to remarry, let alone... impossible..."

The old Taoist priest's face was ashen.

"Nonsense! It's just nonsense! Apologize to Mrs. Lin!"

The old Taoist priest knew that Feng Song was a girl, so naturally he would not have any lustful thoughts, but as a girl, how could she think of being a human father?!

Feng Song raised the corners of his eyes and smiled lazily, "Madam, don't worry, I'm not interested in you. If you don't want to, I can also be your husband's father and your child's grandfather."

When Feng Song said this, he felt that this was better.

"I think it's better to be a grandpa. For some things, dad's education may not be strict enough, because dad loves them. But grandpa is different. Grandpa is well-informed."

…

That night, all six children of the wealthy Lin family received text messages from their mother.
Chapter completed!