(The website card has been released in the past two days, so I posted the chapters in the morning and repeated them. Sorry! Well, this book is enough to participate in the Dream Cup competition for 100,000 words. Please support one or two if you have votes, thank you!)

After waiting for a while, it was dawn in the early morning, and then he turned off the road and walked back to the city. When he arrived at the city, the huge city gate slowly opened under the push of the soldiers.

After a night of trouble, Chen Sanlang felt hungry. After entering the city, he immediately went to find something to eat. Seeing a wonton stall on the street, he quickly sat up and ordered a bowl. He didn't care about the scalding, so he picked up the chopsticks and grabbed them to eat.

Suddenly someone sat down beside him. At the beginning, he buried his head in eating and drinking, not paying much attention. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He smelled a sour smell and couldn't help but look up and was stunned on the spot.

He is a Taoist priest, a Taoist priest with a special appearance. He is wearing a clean and clean Taoist robe, spotless, but his face is covered with dirt and his hands are dirty. I don’t know how long it has been washed. No wonder there is a sour smell coming. It turns out that they all spread from this person.

Looking at his face, he seemed familiar, and his mind suddenly appeared, and he blurted out: "Aren't you the Taoist priest who appeared in Chaoshan Temple?"

The Taoist priest glanced at him, sat upright, looking like a master.

Chen Sanlang was surprised. When the other party appeared in Chaoshan Temple, his image was not like this. Although he was worn in a shabby and versatile patch, he was washed clean and his face was quite handsome. What's wrong now? He was completely reversed and dressed neatly and gorgeously, but his body was like a stinky salted fish...

Could it be a crazy Taoist priest?

No, when he was in Chaoshan Temple, the two young monks couldn't push him, and this skill was not fake.

The Taoist priest suddenly spoke: "Scholar, do you think that the Taoist dresses more like a strange person now?"

Chen Sanlang was stunned: How could he speak like this? It was not the tone of a monk. But then again, no matter where he goes, he will be the focus of everyone's eyes. He does have a bit of a strange demeanor.

He nodded slightly and agreed with his statement.

"whee!"

The Taoist clapped and smiled: "I changed my clothes, changed from old bottles to old bottles of wine, and it was indeed right. From then on, I walked around the world with this image and subdued demons and demons. By the way, scholar, you can call this Taoist "Xiaoyaofu Taoist Master."

Taoist Master Xiaoyaofu? What kind of title is this? Haven’t Taoist priests always called themselves “I’m sorry”?

The other party's jumping thinking made Chen Sanlang speechless: Hey, he said to subdue demons? Is there a fierce demon difficult to deal with at present? What if I ask this person to take action?

Thinking of this, my heart beats, this is a rare opportunity.

Immediately said: "This Taoist priest..."

"Scholar, please call me Master Xiaoyaofu!"

The other party corrected it very seriously and seriously.

Uh, OK...

Chen Sanlang didn't get into trouble with him about the details of the name. Whether it is a good person or a rich person, the right way is to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

"Master Xiaoyaofu, please take a step to speak, and I have something to ask."

Dizzy, why is this name so awkward?

The Taoist priest was careless and said that he was eating noodles and he would talk about it after eating noodles.

This is indeed a reasonable request, and Chen Sanlang is waiting.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest was eating noodles very slowly, very slowly, as if in a slow motion demonstration. The chopsticks were slowly raised, the noodles were slowly clamped, and then slowly put them into his mouth, chewing and eating slowly.

Is this noodles?

Chen Sanlang looked at his eyes dazed, not knowing what to say.

I heard the Xiaoyao Fudao say proudly: "Scholar, isn't the style of eating noodles in this Taoism particularly profound?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Sanlang could hardly help but fly over and kick the guy into the dough bucket, which would be truly unfathomable.

However, the other party is likely to be a hidden master, unique and just to test his patience.

OK, I'm sorry.

After half an hour, the Taoist priest finally finished a bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and then stared at Chen Sanlang.

Chen Sanlang was so angry that he was staring at him that he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Pay the bill, do you need to pay for your own money when you see a master eating?"

Chen Sanlang had to help him pay the money with a look of pain.

"Okay, what's wrong, let's talk about it now."

"Well, this place is a bit inconvenient. Please go to the alley opposite to discuss in detail."

"Scholar, pay attention to your words. This Tao has been reminded once. Please call me 'Xiaoyao Fu Taoist Master'." When it comes to the word "fu", the tone is specially emphasized to indicate the importance of this word.

You are awesome, I will continue to endure it.

Chen Sanlang led the way and took him to the alley.

The Taoist priest said impatiently: "If you have anything, please tell me quickly. This Taoist time is precious, and I want to subdue demons and eliminate demons. If it is delayed, you can't afford to pay."

"I'm looking for you to eliminate demons."

When the Taoist priest heard this, he suddenly shook his energy and his eyes lit up: "Where is it? What kind of demon?"

Chen Sanlang made up a story, saying that he accidentally realized that the girl Shibaji in Chunshan Tower was a demon, so he wanted to ask someone to kill her.

After listening to it, the Taoist priest nodded repeatedly, without asking about the loopholes in the story. He took out something from his body with his backhand, and it was square.

When Chen Sanlang saw that he had a small and delicate abacus, he muttered in his heart: "What is this guy doing with the abacus?"

I saw the Taoist priest tugging the abacus beads, and after a while, he finished counting, and said with a smile: "Scholar, please give 38 taels and 542 cents."

Chen Sanlang asked: "What money is given?"

The Taoist priest glared at him, as if you were not right: "This is the reward for me to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

Chen Shusheng almost fell down and said in a silence: "Isn't it your morality to protect the way and eliminate demons? Why do you still charge money?"

"Nonsense, whoever fights to the death without money? I'm full and full. Do you think it's easy to carefully create an image of a master from the outside to the inside? Isn't it just to cater to the deformed definition of masters by you, the common people in the market, so that it's more eye-catching and attracting business!"

The Taoist priest said it in succession, and his saliva flew around.

Chen Sanlang finally understood that he had such profound connotations for a while, which was really ridiculous.

The Taoist priest took a step forward, his eyes were bright, and he reached out to him: "Give the money quickly, this is the first business I received after going down the mountain. It makes people feel a little excited."

Chen Sanlang almost cried: "I don't have that much money..."

When the Taoist heard this, he was disappointed. He scratched his hair and suddenly picked up his small calculation and tweeted it out: "Let me do this, I will suffer a loss. I will wipe out a fraction of it and only charge you 38,000 cents. It cannot be less. To eliminate demons and demons, I will consume magic power and need to invest magic weapons. After finishing it, I will have to take a shower, ask people to massage their backs and feet, eat midnight snacks, etc. The cost is not low. More importantly, I have to save money, buy a few acres of land, build a house, and marry a wife who is as beautiful as a flower, all of them are all worth money!"

As he said that, the Taoist priest had a deep gaze and was full of longing for the future, and he murmured: "Becoming a rich Taoist priest is the greatest ideal of this Taoist priest!"

Chen Sanlang was stunned: the so-called image of a master collapsed in his mind. What kind of strange people are these? A paranoid, even more businessman than a businessman. No wonder he always emphasized that he wanted to be called "Fudao", and the root cause is this.

Seeing that he was stunned and did not respond, the Taoist priest became anxious: "How is it? The price is very reasonable. If you look for other insiders, you will definitely not be cheaper. Unless you find someone who cheats you, you will lose even more."

This is the real person who knows how to do business.

Chen Sanlang lamented, covered his face and left.

The Taoist priest shouted: "The talk was well done, why are you leaving? If you think it's expensive, we can discuss it again. How about giving you a 10% discount?"

Chen Sanlang walked faster.
Chapter completed!