Before the first rooster crow sounded, the axe-man left early.

The sword was quietly nailed to the wall, and it didn't dissipate like fog until the next morning.

Chu Hanxing had a good night's sleep.

The house spirit opened the window for ventilation, and the air conditioner slowly sent out cool breeze. It would be perfect to enjoy the coolness in the hot summer, if it had not been knocked down by the tiger.

"Let me go!"

Zhai Ling struggled angrily.

Chu Bai grinned and said, "Hehe, don't shake it. I can't help it if you shake it."

In response to this tiger's shamelessness, the spirit of the house wanted to punch him: "I have obviously avoided you, but you jumped out of the room on your own! I want to tell the master!"

It came to open the window when there was no one in the living room, but as soon as it turned its back, it was assassinated.

"No one plays with me." Chu Bai said softly, "I have been in Yuperi for many years, and I am all alone. It's so pitiful."

Its round eyes were full of sincerity, and Zhailing's heart softened, "Okay, let me go, I won't be angry with you anymore."

"You won't tell Chu Hanxing, right?" Chu Bai carefully let go of the house spirit.

The spirit of the house patted it generously on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't tell."

"Ah... you also know this." Chu Bai pretended to sigh helplessly, "What if I'm not careful again..."

While it was talking, it peeked at the spirit of the house. Sure enough, the spirit of the house quickly answered: "If this happens again in the future, I will not tell the owner!"

There was a hint of cunning in Chu Bai's eyes, but he said pitifully: "Wow, you are such a good spirit~"

The spirit of the house smiled and patted its head, then swept the dust like a diligent little bee. It swayed in the air, Chu Bai rubbed its flesh pads, and prepared to take off.

But with a soft clicking sound, it quickly got into the second bedroom, jumped on the instep of Chu Hanxing, raised its head, "Chu Hanxing, you're awake!"

It was squatting on its slippers, its round eyes were innocent and harmless, and it was extremely well-behaved.

Chu Hanxing bent down to pick it up, walked out of the bedroom, saw the spirit of the house, and said with a smile: "Good morning."

The house spirit was flattered and flew to Chu Hanxing's eyes, bowing stupidly: "Master, good morning~"

House spirits are very inconspicuous existences that most people cannot see, and those who can see them don't pay too much attention to them.

A human being greeted it, and the house spirit couldn't help but be happy.

Chu Hanxing smiled softly and opened the refrigerator. It was full of instant food and mineral water. The dates were still fresh. He picked a few items and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Chu Bai dismissed it, saying that human food is not as delicious as it is spiritual.

But when the food was brought to the table, it instantly smelled so good that I kept salivating over the bowl of plain noodles. Coincidentally, the noodles in the pot were just enough to hold two bowls.

When Chu Hanxing pushed the bowl of fragrant noodles in front of it, Chu Bai took a sip without saying a word.

Chu Bai narrowed his eyes, "Wow, it's so delicious."

After eating, he licked the bowl with unsatisfied taste.

Chu Hanxing patted its head: "Very good, this bowl will be yours from now on."

"Yeah!"

Chu Bai began to count his belongings in detail, including the Qiankun Circle, the elixirs, and the bowl. Ouch, it was really rich.

After breakfast, at exactly 8:30, Chu Hanxing sent a text message to Gao Min, saying that he had returned to Linqi, and then went to Qingyang Temple to find Ling Xuan, because Xiao Tao was also on the mountain.

When Chu Hanxing arrived at Qingyang Temple, Ling Yi was sweeping the floor at the door. It seemed that he knew she was coming back early, so Ling Yi was not too surprised.

He pointed to the big tree: "Master is enjoying the shade underneath."

Chu Hanxing nodded, and as soon as he stepped through the door, Xiaotao flashed over with a "Ah" sound: "Master, you are back!"

"What? What?" Ling Xuan suddenly sat up from the couch, looked around, fixed his eyes on the door, and was instantly happy, "Oh, Fellow Daoist Chu, you finally showed up! I thought you had survived the tribulation and ascended!"

"

Chu Hanxing raised his eyebrows, and Ling Xuan jumped up with a smile, "Sit down, sit down, I'll get you some tea."

"No need." Chu Hanxing smiled, "When I came here, I found that roads were being built at the foot of the mountain. Have you discussed it with the government?"

Ling Xuan nodded reservedly: "Not bad."

Chu Hanxing took out a card: "There are 80 million in it. I will be given a share of the repair of the statue. The condition is to rebuild the golden bodies of Sanqing and Lei Zu."

Eighty million is all Chu Hanxing's savings, which is more than enough to build a golden body.

"No, no, no...how does this make..."

Ling Xuan quickly refused, but his eyes were fixed on the card without moving.

Chu Hanxing rolled his eyes and called, "Ling Yi."

"Okay!" Ling threw the broom and took the card with a smile, "Helping the Taoist temple renovate is a great merit. Master Chu will definitely know his sincere intentions."

Taoism does not distinguish between men and women. They are not from the same sect. There is no such thing as a junior disciple, and there is no such thing as a Taoist nun. If we want to divide them, most men are called Qian Dao and women are called Kun Dao.

Therefore, "Senior Brother" is a polite name for all those who practice Taoism.

There are also those who are called Mr., but let Ling Yi be called Mr. Chu. Chu Hanxing, a female star in her mid-twenties, who looks a bit older, is called Taoist Friend. Chu Hanxing seems to be of the same generation as his master, so

, it is most appropriate to call him senior brother.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Chu, you are interested."

Ling Xuan almost wiped away tears. To him, this money was like giving timely help.

The Taoist temple is very large and covers a wide area. Renovation and repair are not a trivial matter. It requires a lot of manpower and material resources. He has to keep pouring money into it. He can renovate at most a few main halls by himself.

Ling Xuan sent Chu Hanxing to the door with tears in his eyes. When Chu Hanxing arrived at the foot of the mountain, he heard unbridled laughter coming from the mountain, paused in his steps, and continued to move forward with a calm expression.

"Master, what's wrong?" Xiao Tao asked.

Chu Hanxing shook his head: "Nothing."

Ling Xuan's laughter gave her a subtle feeling that she seemed to have been taken advantage of.

…

When Fu Jia received the call from Chu Hanxing, he was furiously typing on the keyboard. When Chu Hanxing said that he wanted to nurse his parents back to health, his eyes lit up and he couldn't care about anything else. He picked up the car keys and went to pick them up.

When he drove Chu Hanxing to the door of his house, he kept chattering.

"...Master, you are really amazing. You don't know that during the Ghost Festival, I gave this amulet to each of my parents, and they immediately stopped feeling cold at night..."

Chu Hanxing looked at him sideways: "Isn't the air conditioner turned on too low?"

Fu Jia was stunned, "No, it can't be?"

He looked around, sneaked up to Chu Hanxing, and lowered his voice: "Master, I always felt like my neck was being strangled in the past two days, as if something was strangling my neck hard, and I couldn't breathe.

Come up here, even your amulet won't work anymore..."

Fu Jia's heart was beating fast, and his mouth was secreting saliva due to nervousness.

"Master, I suspect that a big ghost has entered our house!"

Chu Hanxing took two steps back, opened the distance between the two, glanced at Fu Jia's upper body, and pointed at his neck under Fu Jia's anxious gaze.

"Your tie is too tight."

Fu Jia: "..."

Chu Hanxing: "..."
Chapter completed!