"Oh, okay."

Xiao Zhixing nodded reluctantly, not knowing that he had done what Cheng Fan said.

Subconsciously put his fingers into his mouth, and he couldn't help doing this when he was nervous.

He turned around and walked two steps, and suddenly realized when he was about to leave the main hall.

No!

He is not my master, why should I listen to him?

The master repeatedly told me to ask Master Daoxuan to go down the mountain.

If I continue to be in disgrace like this, will the master give me good fruits?

Still want to see meat in the town?

There is no door!

I'm afraid I'm going to give my legs a discount?

Thinking of Master’s dark face as if it was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Xiao Zhixing couldn’t help but shrink his shoulders.

I saw him with a bitter face, turned around in a hesitant manner, and said to Cheng Fan weakly:

"Master Daoxuan, if I go on like this, my master will beat me up. You can do it, go down the mountain in person?"

Looking at Xiao Zhixing's pitiful appearance, Cheng Fan was suddenly a little amused and cried, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​asking Li Xiuyang to enter the temple.

It is obvious that Li Xiuyang made up his mind not to follow this path of inquiries and was unwilling to expose himself.

If he hadn't guessed that he was the inner support of the old man of the ghost and the scenes in the memory of Xiao Zhixing were evidenced by others, ordinary monks would probably have easily taken his way.

Well, since you are unwilling to go up the mountain, I will take a look at this little Taoist priest, what secrets are hidden in you, the undercover agent.

Cheng Fan was sure and immediately had an idea.

He smiled at Xiao Zhixing and said, "Okay, I'll go down the mountain to see your master. Let me change into a Taoist robe first. You can sit down and have a cup of herbal tea first."

The little Taoist Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Cheng Fan was willing to go down the mountain.

He said happily: "Thank you, Master! You have helped me a lot!"

Cheng Fan smiled and waved his hand, "There is a herbal tea table, you can just take it yourself. By the way, I've come here, fellow Taoist come and give it a stick of incense. Don't neglect the Three Pure Dao Ancestors."

Xiao Zhixing nodded without hesitation and took the incense and candle from Cheng Fan with a smile.

“Great incense and candle!”

Xiao Zhixing repeatedly stroked the incense candle in his hand, and a hint of envy appeared in his eyes.

In Yangxiuguan where he is, pilgrims have to pay for such excellent incense and candles. These Taoist priests use the cheapest and inferior goods to burn incense.

The statue of the Three Qing Dao Ancestor God in front of me looked too energetic, surrounded by smoke, and there was a faint light flashing around my body.

Unlike their Yang Xiuguan, the Sanqing Master’s hands and feet are somewhat incomplete!

They are all clay statues, so why is the gap between Taoist temples and Taoist temples so big?

Xiao Zhixing suddenly had the urge to leave Yang Xiuguan and run to Dishuiguan to hold an order.

Other senior brothers have complained more than once that it would be unreasonable if the Three Pure Daozu was willing to protect their Yang Xiuguan!

Later, all the senior brothers went down the mountain one by one, and never came back to Guanli again since then, and I don’t know if they were doing well after returning to secular life.

Alas, you don’t have to think about it, you must have eaten fat and big ears and mouths full of oil.

I am envious of my little knowledge!

Maybe they even married a wife and gave birth to a few big fat boys. Zhixing remembered that a senior brother joked that he wanted to name his child, which was also called Zhixing...

Just a month ago, the senior brother who had the best relationship with Xiao Zhixing also went down the mountain and said that he would come back to find Zhixing with the fragrant roast chicken.

I don’t know if my senior brother will come back today. If you see that Zhixing is not in the observation, you must wait for Zhixing to come back to eat roast chicken!

While fantasizing, Xiao Zhixing respectfully bowed to the statue of the Three Pure Land Ancestor God, and stepped forward to insert the incense and candle.

The smoke rose up, and the smoke spread like ink.

Xiao Zhixing was in a daze and slowly emerged from the gods.

In the smoke, he saw his senior brother who had just left the mountain a while ago, and was greeting him with a smile.

At the same time, Cheng Fan quietly put down his hands that had been sealed, and his mind sank into the memory of the little Taoist priest's knowledge and actions.

"Senior Brother Zhiyuan? You are back!"

Xiao Zhixing shouted happily, his eyes full of joy.

The two lived in the same room for seven or eight years, and their relationship was even closer than their own brothers!

"Where is roast chicken? Where is roast chicken?"

Xiao Zhixing jumped up and down and touched his senior brother all over, but couldn't find the roast chicken.

"Damn it! Senior brother, where did you hide the roast chicken?"

Xiao Zhixing looked at his senior brother angrily and asked.

Zhiyuan looked at Xiao Zhixing speechlessly, clenched his hands into fists, and gave him a thunderous thunder.

Dong!

"Oh! I promised to come back down the mountain and treat me to roast chicken. If you don't bring it, you will beat me!"

Xiao Zhixing hugged his head in pain and looked at his senior brother Zhiyuan with tears in his eyes.

Zhiyuan asked in confusion: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I go down the mountain?"

"What I said is, 'One day' when I come back from the mountain, I will invite you again. One day, do you understand?"

"I didn't agree to invite you to roast chicken now. I'm still hungry!"

Now it was Xiao Zhiyuan's turn to be confused.

"Ah? But brother, haven't you already gone down the mountain a month ago?"

Zhiyuan rubbed Xiao Zhixing's head and said speechlessly: "You must have been fooled by me, right? I haven't even learned half of my master's skills. Now that I go down the mountain, wouldn't I have to starve to death?"

"Ah? Am I really confused when I sleep? How do I remember my master took me down the mountain to visit the Tao?"

Xiao Zhixing subconsciously put his fingers into his mouth and said silly.

"Stop talking, no matter how much you whip your fingers, you won't become a chicken claw!"

"Hmph, one day I will whip the chicken's claws every day!"

Xiao Zhixing said angrily, leaving the words that were about to appear on his lips behind him.

Senior Brother Zhiyuan smiled helplessly and said:

"Today is the master who teaches one-on-one. Senior brother is here! Remember to leave the door for me tonight, don't forget this time."

"Don't worry, senior brother, remember to know what to do."

Senior Brother Zhiyuan sighed and left.

Time flies late at night.

It was late at night and the whole Taoist temple was a bit terrible.

Xiao Zhixing lay on the side of the table, slept soundly on several Taoist scriptures, and the candles were burned dry without realizing it.

Xiao Zhixing was confused and seemed to hear the call of his senior brother.

"Knowing and doing... Save... Save me..."

Suddenly, a cold wind blew open the empty door.

Bang!

The door suddenly hit the wall, immediately awakening Xiao Zhixing.

"Hiss! So cold!"

Xiao Zhixing shrank his shoulders, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the door.

"Senior Brother Zhiyuan, are you back?"

There was no one at the door, and he was unconsciously there, just thinking that the night wind blew open the door.

Light the candle again and cover the door.

"Oh, why haven't my senior brother come back so late today? Could it be that the master gave him a small hospital?"

Xiao Zhixing muttered and returned to the table, looking at the scriptures boredly.

"Oh no! I'm drooling! I'm so miserable. If the master finds that the scriptures are wrinkled, it's going to be done..."

Xiao Zhixing quickly wiped the scriptures with his sleeve.

Without notice, a sinister gaze stared at him tightly along the crack of the door.

It was not until Xiao Zhixing fell asleep for a while that his eyes slowly moved away.

The next morning, it was dark.

A withered figure slowly pushed open the door of Xiao Zhixing, stood in front of Xiao Zhixing's bed, and looked at Xiao Zhixing motionlessly.
Chapter completed!