The ninth day of September is the Double Ninth Festival.
Qianfeng City's 50-year Taoist hearing meeting was held as scheduled. It was said that the city was very lively and crowded.
Chen Mou looked dull and walked slowly on the top of Taisu Mountain. He didn't feel any loss for missing the grand meeting. At most, the resources he earned in the Wanling Realm in the future would be spent at Xuandu Temple or the market.
He is not a stranger to it. He feels too insecure wandering around in this world that is full of malice toward him.
I also felt a little helpless in my heart.
Damn reality.
"Sir, a fourth-level demon cultivator named Bi Yan, who claims to be your guard, has come outside the mountain gate and wants to see you."
Shangguan Sheng flew down from the mountain and handed over his hand to report.
He had just received a message from the gatekeeper disciple and went to the mountain gate to have a look. He confirmed that the big man with dark red eyes full of evil aura was undoubtedly a fourth-level demon cultivator, and then he hurried up the mountain.
"Fourth level guard?"
Chen Mou was stunned for a moment, where did he get the bodyguard?
His current identity as a young master from an aristocratic family is all fake, but his acting is more real than real, and he almost deceives himself.
His first reaction was that the assassin yesterday was determined to come to his door and wanted to trick him into meeting him, but then he felt that it was impossible.
An assassin who is not that stupid suddenly thought of a possibility.
Chen Mou carefully inquired about the appearance and characteristics of the fourth-level demon cultivator, and asked Shangguan Sheng to wait. He turned back to the secret room in the back hall, entered the hexagonal pavilion, looked at Yuan Hou opposite, who was leisurely doing nothing all day, and smiled. Said: "You hired a fourth-level guard for me?"
"not me."
After Yuan Hou denied it, he grinned and said: "It's the chief priest who helped you hire a master to be your bodyguard through connections. How about it? Are you satisfied? If you don't like it, you can tell that guy to go away. The rich one is the master." .”
Yesterday, he made a special trip to Xiaozhushan to meet the high priest and share his ideas.
The high priest agreed wholeheartedly, saying that there was a way to cut off the cause and effect in the middle so that they would not be involved together, but the guard was a bit unsightly and had a bad temper.
Chen Mou felt relieved when he heard that the chief priest had invited him through his connections.
"Okay, I'll go see you first."
He did not ask for details, returned to Taisu Mountain, opened the secret room door and went down the mountain with Shangguan Sheng who was waiting.
Standing on the bluestone pavilion outside the mountain gate was a giant man with a height of five feet and a waist of six feet. He was not well-dressed and slovenly. His black robe was greasy and wrinkled and had not been washed for an unknown amount of time. He looked uncoordinated. The eyes are dark red, the two ears are surprisingly big, and the messy hair looks very demonic.
Chen Mou held his breath. The smell was so strong that he could smell it from a distance of thirty feet. He hadn't taken a shower for an unknown amount of time.
Glancing at the two gatekeepers hiding behind the door, he took a few steps forward, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist Bi Yan has come a long way to work hard. I am Chen Miuzhi. Please go to the mountain to serve tea and talk."
The giant man who looked really unpleasant stared at his coward-like employer with dark red eyes and said: "Let's talk about the ugly things first. I will be your guard for twenty years. The problems with me are all your responsibility." The experts behind the scenes will help me eradicate it."
Chen Mou smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Bi Yan, please tell me first, what is wrong with me?"
What Lao Yuan said is as if he didn't say anything.
He also told a fourth-level demon cultivator to get out of his sight and told him that the rich man was the uncle. He didn't even understand the conditions for the other party not to give money. He should ask the high priest. Lao Yuan was usually careless and could not be entangled. Clear, more comes in and less comes out.
"You don't even know what's wrong with me?"
The giant man was quite dissatisfied. He stared at his red eyes and had a frightening aura.
Chen Mou secretly thought that there was something really wrong with him. His brain had been caught in the door, and he had such a bad temper.
He had the jade in his possession and ignored the evil spirit bursting out from the other party. He chuckled and said, "Should I know? I just need to use you. What's wrong with you is none of my business. There are experts who promise to help you." A radical cure.”
There is nothing wrong with saying this.
The giant man thought for a moment and realized that this was what happened. He calmed down his momentum and was about to approach.
Chen Mou had already retreated to the mountain gate and shouted: "Fellow Taoist Bi Yan, wait a minute. We have to say some ugly things first."
He returned the other party's original words without politeness.
The chief priest hired guards for him, not an old man to come back and shame him.
If he didn't negotiate properly first, he would really want the other party to get out.
The giant man's eyes widened again, and he smiled ferociously: "Boy, you are very smart. You may not know that I have a nickname, called 'Red-Eyed Crazy Pig'. Okay, you can say whatever ugly things you want, I will listen." .”
Two sharp fangs were exposed from the corners of his mouth.
Shangguan Sheng was shocked. He used to be a Jindan monk who was a bandit. He had heard about the famous red-eyed mad pig, so he quietly stood in front of the young master. He was a little confused.
Why are the master guards hired by the Young Master's family such a jerk?
He also dared to threaten the young master with rude words.
Chen Mou had already contacted the high priest through the jade bi, and heard the high priest explain clearly what was wrong with the ferocious pig demon in front of him, including his temper, character, conduct and weaknesses, etc. He was more reliable than Old Yuan Nasi. too much.
"Fellow Taoist Bi Yan, please put away your evil and bloody aura. If you can't even control your own heart, let it go, and indulge your temper, your illness will not be cured. Where did it come from? Why don't you go back? "
After feeling confident, Chen Mou poured a bowl of mysterious poisonous chicken soup over it.
The high priest said that Bi Yan suffered from bloodline alienation and was emotionally unstable.
He also complimented him and said that he had a cure, but did not explain the details in one breath, leaving him to figure out the riddles on his own.
Bi Yan, who claimed to be a red-eyed mad pig, was horrified. He was hit in a vital point. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a long time. The evil aura on his body slowly subsided, and the crazy red color in his eyes also calmed down. He raised his hand and bowed in return: "What conditions do you have? Please say."
Chen Mou smiled and said, "Please change your height and size to be similar to ours. It's too tall. It's very inconvenient and laborious to raise my head to talk to you."
Bi Yan silently did not object. After gaining his approval, he was still very talkative and transformed into an eight-foot-tall black and sturdy man with a speed visible to the naked eye, with a sense of simplicity and stupidity.
Chen Mou told Shangguan Sheng: "Help fellow Taoist Bi Yan arrange a place on the mountain to live alone. Be quiet and prepare a few sets of clean clothes, robes and shoes."
Shangguan Sheng was amazed in his heart and said "yes".
Only a young master can take an unruly lunatic into a bodyguard.
Chen Mou continued: "Fellow Taoist Bi Yan, you will practice on the mountain from now on. Start by controlling your own heart and slowly dissipate the evil spirit. I rarely go out. Twenty years later, when you come down the mountain, you will
This is your chance to completely cure the problems in your body."
The master who sent it to your door was deceived and used for himself for twenty years.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to walk out of the mountain gate.
There are too many bad people out there.
Bi Yan nodded, temporarily believing in the frail little Taoist priest in front of him.
Twenty years is not a long time for him.
He was on the verge of losing control of himself, otherwise he would not have received Master Hu's message and rushed over from the island tens of thousands of miles away as quickly as possible.
The two of them walked up the mountain side by side, taking their time, with Chen Mou talking about seemingly simple truths.
"When I look back, I will arrange a spiritual field and a vegetable field for you. Change to the most common way of living. Experience it from a low place instead of looking down from a high place. Seeds germinate, break the soil, and grow until harvest in autumn. This is a way of life.
It is the epitome of the reincarnation of heaven. Everywhere in life is practice, not just fighting and killing. Forget the bloodshed and the past, 'walk to the waterless place and sit and watch the clouds rise'. Don't be burdened by status, false reputation, or strength."
Bi Yan was stunned for a moment and nodded again. Ever since he could remember, fighting and killing had occupied most of his memory.
Forget about the bloodshed and the past, and change to a plain way of life, "walk to the bottom of the water and sit and watch the clouds rise." It sounded good and made him a little excited. The words of this little Taoist priest had the power to calm him down.
After hearing this, Shangguan Sheng, who was at the bottom, had the idea of planting a spiritual field and changing his way of living.
The master's cultivation level is not high, but his knowledge is outstanding.
What he said may sound plain, but it is thought-provoking.