Priest

Author: Morning 77

Priest

As soon as I stepped into the duty hall, I looked up and saw a Taoist priest whose face was covered in ink, and almost bumped into him.

I was so frightened that I took a step back and was helped by Yan Shuyuan.

The Taoist priest whose face was full of ink also took a step back. When he saw the two of us, he flicked the brush in his hand, and the ink was thrown on Yan Shuyuan and I respectively. "You brave kid! You actually dare to come to your Taoist priest grandfather's place! See if I don't accept you."

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As he spoke, he took out a piece of talisman paper from somewhere and put it on Yan Shuyuan's forehead.

He was still mumbling incantations that I couldn't understand.

Yan Shuyuan also reluctantly took the talisman off his forehead.

"Ha! He's still a guy who's not easy to mess with! Grandpa, I'm not easy to mess with either!" After finishing speaking, he looked around and searched with his eyes.

"Excuse me, are you Zhang Wanmo?" I stepped forward and asked.

I don't want to continue this farce.

"I am, who are you?" Zhang Wanmo looked at us warily.

"My master asked me to come to you, and this is for you." He handed over the envelope in his hand.

Zhang Wanmo carefully took the envelope from my hand, but still kept some distance between us before he started to open the envelope and look at it.

Halfway through, I looked at the letter and then at me and Yan Shuyuan.

Until finally, he collected the letter and came over to shake our hands.

"Oops! It turns out you are one of our own. Sorry, sorry, I made a mistake just now. Let's go, let's go. Aren't we going to catch the Ghost King? I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time, so I can just exercise."

Yan Shuyuan didn't let him succeed. He held my hand tightly and pulled it out for a long time.

"Zhang Daoyou, are you going to go down the mountain like this?" Yan Shuyuan looked at Zhang Wanmo's clothes with disdain.

He was wearing the same gray robe as the Taoist priest who swept the floor in the small courtyard, but his robe was dirtier, covered with dust and ink, and his hands and face were also covered in ink.

"Oh, yes, please let Pindao freshen up." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the small room inside the duty hall.

I took out a tissue and wiped the ink on my face, but found that I couldn't wipe it clean at all. The same happened to Yan Shuyuan, who became angrier the more I wiped it.

What kind of Taoist priest is this? He looks like a psychopath.

I was complaining in my heart, but who knew that Zhang Wanmo came out of the hut as if he was a different person, wearing a blue and white robe, and his hair was neatly combed.

A clean face was revealed. Under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, there are attractive peach blossom eyes. Although the nose is not as upright as Yan Shuyuan's, it is not flat either. The lips are smiling, and the overall appearance is pretty, especially with a pair of slender necks.

The whole figure is like a green bamboo.

Compared with the sloppy Taoist priest we saw when we entered the temple just now, these are two completely different people.

"Beauty, how are you? Am I too handsome for you to be fascinated by?" I didn't expect that this picture of Wan Mo looked so unreliable. I was just amazed that he actually said this to me after he cleaned up his changes.

"No matter how handsome you are, you must have self-awareness." I turned sideways and said, "I think my master's letter has made it clear. Do you have any questions?"

"Hey, I've made it clear. I just want to go down the mountain with you and catch some dirty things. Let's go."

Zhang Wanmo walked to the entrance of the palace, turned around again, bent down slightly, put one hand on his lower abdomen, and half extended the other hand, "Please, beauty."

I walked out without looking sideways, ignoring Zhang Wanmo at all. What I didn't see was that when Yan Shuyuan passed by, he glanced at Zhang Wanmo in a warning manner, but Zhang Wanmo just smiled and didn't say anything.

We walked to the entrance of Tianchi Temple, but found that Zhang Wanmo did not follow us. It turned out that he was talking to the Taoist priest who swept the floor.

"Senior Nephew Shitou, I have to go out for a while, so please stay in the temple and wait for me to come back and bring you delicious food!"

The Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor seemed not to have heard anything and ignored him at all. He was not annoyed and walked towards us with a smile.

"I've made you laugh. I am a nephew who is a bit stupid and honest, but also the most honest. I have been practicing my meditation during this period. If I have not treated you well just now, please forgive me."

"It's okay." Since this is someone else's practice, and we don't disturb their practice, it's all good, so how can there be any lack of hospitality?

On the way down the mountain, Zhang Wanmo was like a child full of energy, curious to see and touch everywhere.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, the sun was almost setting.

Duai was leaning outside the car door smoking, and he became happy when he saw the two of us, "Are you going to dig coal?"

I didn't even get in the car, I just wiped my face carefully against the glass of the car door.

This Wanmo is really indifferent. Even if I wiped it with a tissue, my face was still dark and it looked even more scary.

"It's okay, beauty, you are still very beautiful." Zhang Wanmo walked up to me at some point and looked at me with his hands behind his back, smiling lovingly.

If it weren't for the fact that I was invited down the mountain by my master, a so-called expert, I would have jumped right in.

Yan Shuyuan gave a brief introduction to Zhang Wanmo and Du Ai, and then we got in the car together.

What I originally thought was that Yan Shuyuan and I would sit in the back as we did when we arrived, and Zhang Wanmo would sit in the passenger seat.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wanmo squeezed in after me. I happened to sit in the middle and was squeezed into a sandwich biscuit by the two men.

"Please sit over a little bit, don't crowd Daoist Zhang." Yan Shuyuan pulled my arm, and I moved accordingly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not too hot yet, squeeze in to keep warm." Zhang Wanmo was also shameless and moved closer to me.

Yan Shuyuan's face darkened visibly.

"What? Is it cold?" Du Ai asked in confusion from the front.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Zhang said he was a little cold and turned on the heater."

"No, there's no need for that. We'll stay warm just by squeezing together."

Originally I thought this was the end.

When the car was halfway through, Zhang Wanmo actually fell asleep. He didn't tell me that he was asleep, and he tilted his head on my shoulder. I don't know whether it was intentional or not.

He is already relatively tall, about 178cm tall. Even when he is sitting, he is quite a bit taller than me, so when his head is tilted on my shoulder, his face is almost touching mine, and his hair is a little too tall.

prick.

I moved uncomfortably in the direction of Yan Shuyuan. When Yan Shuyuan turned his head and saw this scene, his face darkened visibly, and he directly pushed Zhang Wanmo's head to the other side.

But after a while, his head tilted over again.

This time Yan Shuyuan took a direct cruel move and pushed very hard.

Boom!

Zhang Wanmo's head hit the car window.

"Hiss~" He woke up faintly and pressed his hand on the place where he was hit, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, there was a pothole in the road just now and it was bumpy." It was Duai who smoothed things over from the front, taking the blame for his boss.
Chapter completed!