Squeak!

With a soft sound, a Taoist priest in white appeared in the backyard of the Taishi Bureau with a little milk cat on his shoulder and two tubes of tea in his hand.

After hearing the door knock, an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the stone floor, holding a tea cup in his hand, looking at the clouds in the sky, turned his eyes slightly to one side and drifted towards the door, especially the tea leaves in the hands of the Taoist priest in white.

After turning around in a circle, he looked away with a calm expression, picked up the tea cup in his hand, and took a sip.

"Real person..."

The Taoist priest in white stepped forward with a dogged expression, raised his hands, and handed over the tea leaves in his hands.

"Xiaodao estimated that you were almost done drinking tea, so I took the initiative to bring it to you!"

"Um……"

The old Taoist priest looked unmoved, and the expression on his face was still indifferent.

"Put it somewhere!"

"okay!"

The white-clothed Taoist priest agreed, ran into the backyard room, put the tea bucket in his hand on a shelf by the wall that was supposed to be for antiques, and then unobtrusively climbed out from under the shelf.

He took out a green jade bucket that looked very delicate and returned to the old Taoist priest.

Wow!

As soon as he sat down, the Taoist priest in white picked up the teapot in front of the old Taoist priest, and poured all the tea into the green jade bucket in front of him. Then, in the old Taoist priest's eyes, which seemed to be a waste of natural resources, he drained the teapot from his sleeve.

He took out a pot and added almost the same amount of light green liquid into the green jade bucket, and also added some honey...

Just when the Taoist priest in white started to add a black ball into the green jade bucket, the old Taoist priest finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Qingwei, what are you doing?"

“Make bubble milk tea!”

Kong Qing raised his head, looked at the old Taoist priest who had a dark face, and tentatively raised the green jade bucket towards him, showing him the white liquid that had been added with milk.

"Makoto, do you want to try it?"

"No need!"

The old Taoist priest looked at the milk tea in Kong Qing's hand with disgust.

"I can't get used to this kind of mixed soup..."

"Actually, you can really try..."

Kong Qing, who was used to being rejected by the old Taoist priest, lowered his head again, took out another cat-head-shaped cup, poured half of the milk tea prepared in the green jade cup into it, and placed it on the ground.

“My cats love to drink it!”

Whoosh!

As if to verify his words, a certain little milk cat jumped down from his shoulder, squatted in front of the cat-head cup and started to drink, looking very satisfied.

"Qingwei!"

The old Taoist priest glanced at the milk tea in front of the little milk cat with a heartbroken look, and silently picked up the tea cup in his hand.

"You should have other things to do, hurry up and do it. Remember to keep the door closed when you go out!"

"Other things? Nothing..."

Kong Qing held the green jade bucket, sat next to the old Taoist priest, followed his example, looked at the sky in the distance, and picked up the milk tea in his hand.

Suck!

"ha……"

Feeling the pure natural milk tea without additives, Kong Qing exhaled with satisfaction.

"Xiaodao came here specifically to chat with you, the real person, today!"

The old Taoist priest glanced at Kong Qing with disgust and picked up his teacup.

Suck!

"How come you, Master Qingwei, a busy person with so many things to do, can find time to come and chat with Lao Dao? Why does Lao Dao not believe you so much? Tell me! What trouble do you have with Lao Dao?"

"Look at what you said..."

Kong Qing made a heartbroken expression.

"Can't I come visit you when I'm free?"

"hehe……"

The old Taoist priest chuckled and glanced at Kong Qing, his meaning was very clear.

What do you say?

"Okay! Xiaodao does have a little something to tell you in advance..."

Kong Qing held the green jade bucket in his hand and looked at the old Taoist priest with a playful smile.

"Ma'am, do you still remember Cui Wei?"

"Cui Wei..."

There was a thoughtful expression on the old Taoist priest's face, as if he was thinking about it seriously, and finally he shook his head.

"I don't remember, who is he?"

Kong Qing, who was sitting next to him, reminded him carefully.

"Did you forget that greasy-faced guy who was the first to appear when Pindao was discussing Taoism with Fang Xiandao? He was the one who used a concealment talisman and started talking nonsense..."

"oh……"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the old Taoist priest suddenly understood and nodded.

"It's that good-for-nothing real person who was knocked unconscious by your kick. It's not like the old man has nothing to do, so why would he remember his name?"

"Yes! Yes! It's him..."

Kong Qing held the green jade bucket in his hand and said to the old Taoist priest with a smile.

"Pindao just arrested him and wanted to send him to the prison in the side yard of our Taishi Bureau to let him eat for two days. But you also know that sending people to the prison in the side yard requires your approval.

"

"You caught him..."

The old Taoist priest looked at Kong Qing with some doubts.

"That guy's skills are clearly not those of Fang Xiandao. What are you doing to catch this loser?"

"There's nothing we can do about it!"

Kong Qing shrugged helplessly.

"Who made this loser have such a bad temper that he dared to violently resist the law, and even injured the god of my Taishi Bureau..."

"etc!"

The old Taoist interrupted Kong Qing's words and then asked.

"Let's not talk about violent resistance to the law. When did our Taishi Bureau have a god? How come I didn't know about it?"

"this……"

Kong Qing's eyes swayed from side to side, and his tone was erratic.

"Zhenren, you are the master of the Alchemy Sect, and the Quanzhen sect of Xiaodao belongs to my Danding sect, so the god of my Quanzhen sect is naturally your god, Zhenren, and you are the current Taishi Ling, so naturally

If I am a true god, I will become a god of the Taishi Bureau!"

"Can you put this together?"

After hearing Kong Qing's explanation, the old Taoist priest suddenly glared at Kong Qing angrily and funny.

"Zhenwei Qingwei, I think it's a shame for you to join our Taoist sect. With your tongue as bright as a lotus flower, you should become a monk!"

"Just be a monk..."

After hearing the old Taoist priest's somewhat sarcastic words, Kong Qing showed no shame on his face, but instead waved his hand proudly.

"The poor Taoist and those bald donkeys are inseparable!"

"Nonsense!"

The old Taoist priest glared at Kong Qing, then held the tea cup and took a sip of tea casually.

"With that trash's ability, I guess your god's injuries shouldn't be serious, so a little punishment will be enough. There is absolutely no need to send him to the prison in the side yard, which is for felons!"

"You are wrong about this, real person..."

Kong Qing also followed the example of the old Taoist priest and took a sip of milk tea.

"Although this good-for-nothing himself is not strong enough, he can't stand up to his rich background. He only has two magic weapons on his body, one for attack and one for defense. In addition, he made a sneak attack, so the poor god almost got killed by that good-for-nothing.

Seriously injured!
To be continued...