The Taoist priest sincerely regretted: "You can't kill mortals at will, it's really troublesome..."
"...???" Bai Zeqing couldn't help but murmur in his heart: One sentence on the left is for a mortal and the other on the right is for a mortal. Is this magic stick maybe his brain is damaged due to practicing evil arts?
Master is right, in this world, most of the people who cultivate immortality are liars. This Taoist priest probably did it for money in the beginning, and used the wooden carving to pretend to be noble. He must have seen early on that this thing was too valuable for her, and deliberately
Blackmail her.
But where did she get the three thousand taels? But he did have a life-saving grace for her, and there is nothing wrong with the so-called repaying the favor.
The Taoist priest was also very troubled, and after a while he said, "Let's write an IOU." After saying this, he rummaged half a piece of black coal in the Taoist temple, and then casually pulled off a piece of white cloth from the hem of Bai Zeqing's skirt.
"Hey!" Bai Zeqing's eyes widened, "Three thousand taels, my family is gone, how can I get so much money to pay you back!"
"Earn money!" The Taoist priest looked at her like she was mentally retarded and said, throwing the "paper and pen" in front of her. "Before you pay off, I will be a Taoist boy first. Although my brain is not good..." He said and shook his head.
He shook his head, seeming to be at a disadvantage.
Bai Zeqing took the initiative: Who has a bad mind?
Bai Zeqing looked up to the sky and sighed, slowly picked up the "paper and pen" that weighed a thousand pounds, and began to write the IOU without saying a word.
Smelly Taoist priest, do you have any heart? I'm only thirteen years old!
After all, it was a life-saving grace. She swallowed down her sadness and sadness and comforted herself: At least it proved that I was still valuable. Maybe my father never thought that I was so valuable.
After she finished writing, the Taoist priest took it and read it, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Very good, let's go cook."
Bai Zeqing looked around and saw that this Taoist temple was a good word even for its "houses and walls", but it was in tatters and messy again: "Let's not talk about whether I can cook, but what can I do with it?"
The Taoist priest wondered: "Are you brainless?"
"..."
The sky is getting dark and the moon and stars are scarce.
The Taoist priest set up a formation with stones in the backyard, looking focused and serious.
A vague aroma of meat came from the front of the Po Tao Temple, interrupting the Taoist priest's thinking.
His throat rolled involuntarily, and he immediately put away the stones. He turned around to the clay statue covered with cobwebs with a strange look on his face, and saw that Bai Zeqing had used an unknown instrument to dig a hole in the ground in the front yard, and burned it inside.
Holding a plump beggar's chicken, she cracked open a corner of the mud shell, and a burst of aroma filled the place.
The Taoist priest swallowed again.
He took a deep breath, for the sake of the beggar chicken, and smiled like an expert with a fairy-like manner. Then he took a flickering step, floated to Bai Zeqing's side, and called out as gently as possible:
"Hello!"
Bai Zeqing fell to the ground with a cry of "Ah", frightened to the point of losing his soul by the eerie sound, and even the beggar chicken fell back into the hole.
When he turned around and saw the Taoist priest's face, he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said more or less unhesitatingly: "Please, please, I'm scary, you're scary to death, Taoist priest!"
"..."
The Taoist priest looked at the girl in front of him, whose face was covered with mud and black coal, and he didn't know what to say for a moment - this look matched that of a beggar chicken.
Facing the beggar's chicken with burnt skin and thick flesh, the Taoist priest decided to feast on it first.
He ignored Bai Zeqing and peeled out the beggar's chicken with his own hands.
When the chicken legs entered the mouth, the Taoist priest shook the gourd on his waist and said with a little regret, "It's a pity that there is no wine."
The beggar's chicken was naturally delicious. Bai Zeqing had not eaten meat for several days and was so greedy that he immediately regretted that the Taoist priest had scared him away from the chicken. He watched eagerly as the Taoist pulled the drumstick and started to eat it.
"Taoist Master" Bai Zeqing blinked and said, "As a Taoist boy, can I ask, what is the name of our Taoist temple?" As he spoke, his hand reached for the other drumstick.
"Not a few words." He took another big bite of the chicken drumstick. He seemed to be in a good mood, and he mercifully did not stop Bai Zeqing from tearing off the other drumstick.
Bai Zeqing took a bite of chicken leg meat into his mouth without hesitation. He was so moved that tears came down his eyes. He didn't think about the return of the Taoist priest at all, and casually asked, "Why?"
After saying that, I came back to my senses, this Taoist priest, don’t know what this Taoist temple is called? Are you hungry and confused? You shouldn’t be. If you are hungry and confused, you should be the first to do it, right?
Bai Zeqing finished chewing the chicken leg in his mouth and took another bite, then asked: "I don't know? You don't know what your Taoist temple is called? Why?"
"Who said this is my Taoist temple?" The Taoist priest had finished fucking the chicken drumstick in a few seconds. He still had time to stroke his smooth lower jaw with his free hand, as if stroking his beard, and then pulled off the chicken butt and gnawed it.
stand up.
"..."
I really didn't say that Bai Zeqing is in a mess - it's not your Taoist temple? Then why are we traveling all the way here? It's so eerie and scary at night! Isn't it nice to live in Yuanzhou City? Are you afraid that she will be taken back?
The arrest document didn't come out so soon, right? This Taoist priest wouldn't be as penniless as her, right? But living in a ruined temple in Yuanzhou City would be better than here, right?
There were ten thousand question marks in her mind. She struggled with it, but she still felt unhappy without spitting it out. So she took off the chicken wings and chewed them, leaving half of her mouth open, and asked: "Then why are we here?"
"Remove evil spirits."
After saying that, the Taoist priest suddenly paused, as if he remembered something very important, and asked, "Where did the chicken come from?"
"What is evil spirits?"
The two asked almost at the same time.
The two of them looked at the beggar chicken, which had only a skeleton left at the same time - naturally most of it went into the Taoist priest's belly.
Bai Zeqing blinked and pointed blankly at the bamboo forest outside the half-collapsed wall, which looked particularly eerie at this time, and said: "There is a bamboo cage there..."
"I'll go, the old hen guarding the formation tonight?" The Taoist stood up suddenly, took two steps towards the bamboo forest, turned back, pointed at Bai Zeqing in the air, and was speechless for a moment.
No need to think about it, Bai Zeqing also knew that he was probably in trouble. Could this chicken be the... pet that has accompanied the Taoist priest for many years?
"If you don't ask yourself to take it, you are a thief! What kind of behavior! What kind of behavior!" The Taoist priest paced back and forth in the courtyard.
This is probably the time when a Taoist priest speaks the loudest and loudest. Naturally, Bai Zeqing does not dare to speak at this time. But he still retorts dullly in his heart: You asked me to cook. This Taoist temple has been rummaged inside and out, and there is no rice.
There's no noodles or sweet potatoes. What's there to eat in the barren mountains and plains outside without chicken?
Of course she would not admit it. When she was about to go to the bamboo forest to see if she might be lucky enough to see half a bamboo shoot emerging, and then saw the old hen in the bamboo cage, she had already thought of a hundred ways to eat chicken. Unfortunately, the conditions
Not enough, so she had no choice but to become a beggar's chicken.
Both of them were silent. The scent of the beggar's chicken still filled the air.
After a long while, the Taoist priest finally made up his mind and said: "There is no other way, you can just keep it tonight."
What to keep? A night watch? This broken Taoist temple still needs a night watch? Even ghosts won’t steal, right? Ghosts? Eh!
Bai Zeqing shuddered, shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the strange thoughts that had just emerged, and then decided to fight against this unnecessary thing, so he said weakly: "I can't keep up the night, I'm afraid..."
The Taoist priest once again showed his caring eyes for the mentally retarded.
"Vigil? What a beautiful idea!"
It’s better to silently ask for a collection and then go away~~ I will work hard!
