Chapter 1 Master, there's no way to get rid of corpses
"Junior brother! Junior brother! It's not good, master is back." Qian Jiale ran towards Xiaotan quickly, his face full of worry.
Beside the pool, there was a lounge chair, a small table, and two small buckets, each containing earthworms, a small half bucket of water, and fish in the water.
On the small table, there was a teapot and teacups. The tea was slightly cold and had no steam left.
"thump!"
Zhang Ziyu, who was lying comfortably on the recliner, was frightened by the roar of his senior brother Qian Jiale.
With a sudden pull of the pole, the big fish that was originally intended to be hooked fell directly back into the pool.
"Junior brother, stop fishing. Master is back. If I see you lazy fishing again, I will be angry again."
Zhang Ziyu glanced at his senior brother with resentment and said quietly: "It's at least a big fish weighing ten kilograms, senior brother Jiale~"
Jiale looked embarrassed and quickly changed the subject, saying: "I will help you make up for it another day, otherwise Master will be angry."
Zhang Ziyu put away the fishing rod and handed it to Qian Jiale. Then he carried the teapot in his hand, folded the table, and carried it behind his back.
He picked up the small fish bucket, then handed the earthworm bucket to his senior brother, and then said: "Senior brother, I'll leave the rest of the lounge chair on your back. I'll leave first."
"It's like this again. Junior brother, why don't we change it? The recliner is very heavy."
"Hey...hey, senior brother, what are you saying? I can't hear you because of the strong wind."
Qian Jiale wanted to carry the small table instead, but as he spoke, Zhang Ziyu had already taken a puff of cigarette and ran a hundred meters away.
Qian Jiale had no choice but to pick up the folding bamboo deck chair and follow him.
When the two brothers returned home from the pond, their master, Taoist Master Shimu, had already arrived home first.
He was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, rolled up his sleeves, adjusted his glasses, and then held a bamboo stick as thick as his forearm in his hand.
"Master, you are back. It was a hard journey seeing off the 'guests'."
Zhang Ziyu put a smile on his face when he met him, and behaved as he should.
Although Taoist Priest Four Eyes is very thin, it will still be very painful if a monk hits him with a bamboo board.
"Ziyu, Master misses you so much. Come here quickly and let Master take a good look at you."
The four-eyed Taoist man had a long-skinned smile, and when it came to taking a good look, he almost gritted his teeth.
You little bastard, you won’t practice properly when I go out, just go out to play, right?
"Master, there is no need to be so enthusiastic."
Zhang Ziyu calmly took two steps back, and then said: "By the way, master and brother took me fishing. I said you love fish, and I will make fish soup for you tonight."
As he spoke, he tilted the bucket containing two big fish in his hand so that the four-eyed Taoist priest could see the fish inside.
As soon as Zhang Ziyu said this, Qian Jiale happened to come behind him. When he heard this, his eyes widened and he became anxious.
"Master...Master, I don't have one, don't talk nonsense."
Zhang Ziyu chuckled and said, "Senior brother, you are so humble. Look, you are still holding this fishing rod."
"You...junior brother, this is..."
"Senior brother, stop talking. It's all your fault."
Zhang Ziyu patted Qian Jiale on the shoulder, and then said: "Senior brother, please slowly connect with the master. I'm going to cook."
Taoist priest Simu approached the two brothers with a stick and an arrogant step.
Who is he? He was the most naughty person on Damao Peak back then. Now he can't tell what tricks the two brothers are playing.
These are all the leftovers from his play. What about Qianhe? Senior Brother Lin was not tricked by him back then.
I originally wanted to teach the brothers a lesson together, but the next moment, when Zhang Ziyu said he wanted to cook, the expressions of Si Mu and Qian Jiale changed.
"Ahem, Ziyu, you are my junior brother. How can I leave the cooking to you? Let your senior brother do it."
"Yes, yes, junior brother, it's not easy for you to catch these two fishes, don't waste your time... and try harder."
The two masters and apprentices coaxed and deceived, snatched the fish from the bucket, and then ran towards the kitchen without looking back, as if they were avoiding Zhang Ziyu.
Zhang Ziyu snorted and looked at the backs of the two men angrily.
"Isn't it just that the taste is a little off? At most, it's sweet and sour instead of braised, so I have to run to the toilet a few more times. That's it."
Zhang Ziyu picked up the fishing rod left on the ground and walked into the house in the small courtyard with the same arrogant steps as the Taoist priest with four eyes.
He looked very relaxed, as if he was a young man returning home after playing.
Zhang Ziyu is not from this world, but an unlucky guy from the earth.
While eating hot pot and singing songs, the ceiling fell off the table, and then everyone disappeared.
Time travel, in the eyes of modern people, is not a big bad thing. After all, if you are lucky, you might become an immortal or an ancestor.
However, Zhang Ziyu, this little unlucky guy, is different.
Fortunately, I traveled to the mass grave, and my body turned into that of a thirteen or fourteen year old. Not long after, I met some "amiable" grandfathers, elder sisters, and weird uncles.
I was chased by ghosts for several "streets" in the middle of the night. If Taoist Master Four Eyes hadn't happened to drive his "guests" by, I would have died again.
Taoist priest Si Mu has an out-of-the-box personality and an interesting soul. Zhang Ziyu comes from modern times, so his character is naturally also very out-of-the-box.
The two of them were extremely in tune with each other, and as soon as they glanced back and forth, they immediately thought of taking on a disciple.
It has been four or five years since I became a master and apprentice and have lived together until today.
"I'm almost eighteen. As expected, I will always be eighteen. It's almost time."
Zhang Ziyu held the grass in his mouth, his consciousness sank into his mind, and a progress bar appeared in front of his eyes.
"Monster Ranch is being activated, the current progress is 99%"
We are all time-travelers, and who doesn’t have a golden finger? Isn’t it just that the startup is slow?
Dinner is still ready, two dishes and one soup, a plate of dried radish, a plate of braised fish, and then a fish soup.
The three masters and apprentices sat down, and Qian Jiale helped prepare the meal.
"This bowl belongs to junior brother, this bowl belongs to master, and this bowl belongs to me."
Three bowls of rice were placed in front of each of them. Qian Jiale picked up Kuai Zi and started to eat.
"Pa"
As a result, the next moment, Taoist priest Kuaizi with four eyes patted the back of his hand and said, "Why are you so anxious? Do you know what day it is today?"
"Master, what day is today?"
Senior brother Jiale looked confused and asked honestly.
"Ahem...ahem, Ziyu, today is your birthday. Master bought you a cake in Renjia Town."
Taoist priest Simu fiddled with it from under the table, took out a brown paper bag, and then took out a piece of yellow cake that was already slightly lumpy.
Zhang Ziyu was stunned and looked at the cake blankly.
Seeing Zhang Ziyu's appearance, Taoist Master Four Eyes laughed and said with emotion: "Five years have passed since I took you in at the mass grave. Time has flown by..."
"Um...Master, do you think the day you picked me up is my birthday?"
The four-eyed Taoist priest is confused!
"Then...isn't that right? That's what senior brother did when he picked up that brat Wencai."
Zhang Ziyu said quietly: "Senior Brother Wencai was a baby when he was picked up. I was thirteen years old at the time. I remember my birthday."
Taoist priest Simu was embarrassed, coughed twice, and said: "Who told you not to tell me? You haven't told me for so many years. Eat, eat!"
If Zhang Ziyu didn't say anything, it's no wonder Taoist Priest Simu, a fool like him, didn't know.
On birthdays in the past, Taoist Master Simu would just silently give his two apprentices extra meals that day, either cooking fish or going to the mountains to get some game, kill chickens, or get some other things.
This was not meant to be said. Zhang Ziyu, a modern man, naturally did not notice it. Even if he felt something was wrong, he would not bring it up.
This time Taoist Master Simu was passing through Renjia Town. He heard that Westerners wanted cakes for their birthdays, so he thought it was his 18th birthday, so he gave him a surprise.
I didn't expect it to be self-defeating, which is embarrassing.
Qian Jiale and Zhang Ziyu looked at each other and suppressed laughter.
The four-eyed Taoist priest couldn't sit still anymore, so he knocked on the two people's foreheads and said, "Why are you laughing? Let's eat."
"Don't worry, let's divide the cake first. I can't help but keep this thing."
The three masters and apprentices quarreled for a while, divided the cake and ate them all.
After Qian Jiale finished eating, he still smashed his mouth and said with emotion: "Master, this cake is so sweet. It's my birthday next year...can...can it?"
"Why do you want cake?"
"Yes, Master."
"Okay, how old will you be next year?"
"Twenty, Master."
"Then in the next life, I will give it to you when you are eighteen."
"ah?"
Qian Jiale made a sad face, the master was indeed stingy, it was too difficult.
Zhang Ziyu quickly put away his bowl, sat down opposite Taoist Master Simu, and said, "Master, I have reached the fourth level of Qi training."
The four-eyed Taoist priest who was picking his teeth was shocked and looked at Zhang Ziyu in disbelief.
"So fast?"
In this world, there are five realms of cultivation, qi training, foundation building, spirit refining, emptiness restoration, and Tao union. They are derived from the Taoist system of refining qi and refining qi and transforming spirit. Each realm has nine levels.
Zhang Ziyu has been under the four-eye sect for five years, and only then has he practiced the fourth level of Qi. He seems unhappy.
However, for many people, this is already genius-like speed.
Because after getting started, before practicing Qi, you need to polish your body, temper your mind, and understand Taoist classics.
If you don't polish your body well and practice Qi hastily, it's easy to go wrong and get half the result with twice the effort. It's also easy to have problems when exorcising ghosts and exorcising evil spirits.
According to Taoist Priest Four Eyes, if you cannot defeat the ghost or run half a street, you will die first.
If your body is well trained, you can run more streets and live longer.
Zhang Ziyu polished his body for two years and practiced Baguazhang for a long time before slowly starting to practice.
At the fourth level of Qi training, this speed is much faster than Qian Jiale, and even better than the two disciples of Uncle Jiu.
The apprentice was so powerful, but Taoist Master Si Mu was in a complicated mood.
On the one hand, I am happy that the old Taoist Simu has gained a good apprentice.
On the other hand, there is reluctance and worry, because Zhang Ziyu has made an agreement that after practicing the fourth level of Qi, Zhang Ziyu can go out and explore the world.
"You brat, do you really want to leave here?"
"Master, there is no future in chasing corpses. Besides, how can I find a wife in the county town?"
"Good boy, you know how to find a wife, right?"
Zhang Ziyu sneered and said, "I was just making an analogy, you should always go out and have a try."
"snort"
Taoist Master Simu snorted and said, "Okay, I know you can't sit still, so go to Renjia Town. When you get there, I will ask my senior brother to supervise your cultivation."
When a disciple grows up, he will naturally want to go out and have a career, not to mention that he understands his own disciple.
In the past, Zhang Ziyu seemed lazy and fishy, but he is smart and will definitely not starve to death when he goes out, and he will be able to develop better.
In the mountain villages, they are like hidden dragons trapped in the shallows, with no future.
If you have some ability, you might as well let him out as soon as possible.
As for the other disciple Jiale, he is too honest and cannot be released so quickly.
"Thank you, Master."
"No matter how sweet you are, it's no use. Go and send away the homeless 'guests' first, and then I'll write a letter to your uncle."
Taoist priest Simu pinched Zhang Ziyu's face hard and then drove him and Jiale out of the room.
Taoist Priest Simu fiddled around for a while, dug out the letter, and began to write to Uncle Jiu.
He licked his brush, scratched his head and scratched his head, thinking hard about how to write a letter that could reflect his Versailles and "look after" his good apprentice.
Got it!
Suddenly he showed a wicked smile, had an idea, and wrote.
"Senior brother, I have personally informed you that my disciple, Ziyu, has reached the fourth level of Qi training. He has made some achievements and is thinking about wandering... His talent is similar to mine, and his talent is not weak, but his nature is lazy. I hope that senior brother will strictly enforce it."
Discipline, beating nine times in three days is not a problem..."
The beating I received on Damao Peak cannot be spared by my disciples. Amitabha... Bah, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord.