Facing Chen Jianchen's expectant gaze, Qingyun just smiled slightly, nodded, and said: "Unfortunately, I have other important things to do in the near future. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the monster."
Chen Jianchen was stunned and suddenly became anxious - he was not angry because of Wang Fu. Wang Fu was lustful and it was his own fault for being haunted by monsters. But having said that, if there was a chance to save his life, Chen Jianchen would never stand idly by. Besides,
, this incident happened strangely, Chen Jianchen was also present at that time. Who knows if the evil spirit who harmed Wang Fu will also come to attack him? Only by taking precautions in advance will there be more room for advancement and retreat.
"Taoist Priest, you can't just ignore death..."
Qingyun chuckled: "Pindao is a monk, he loves the mountains and rivers, and seeks freedom for himself. He shouldn't care about human affairs, but..." There was a twist in his tone: "Since this matter involves monsters causing trouble, Pindao can't do it when he encounters it.
Just sit back and watch..."
Hearing this, Chen Jianchen felt relieved.
Qingyun continued: "Although I happen to be busy with something and have no time to do it, sir, you can take this bell and pass it to your classmate and friend for self-defense. The monster will not dare to approach. If it dares
If he comes again, he will never come back, and the bell of Pindao will collect it."
After saying that, he reached out and handed over the bronze bell.
Chen Jianchen took it carefully and felt his hand sink. This thing was quite heavy. He looked at it carefully and saw that the bell was antique and dark yellow in color. There were many runes engraved on the body and he couldn't understand what it meant.
, it looks very mysterious. Hold the bell and shake it gently, and it will make a crisp and sweet sound.
Could it be that this object is the legendary magic weapon?
"This is Pindao's magical weapon. It does not need to be driven by magic spells. It can work automatically to subdue demons and eliminate demons... I will come back to take it back when Pindao is done."
I see, I thought it was very generous to just give it away...
Chen Jianchen muttered, but he also felt that he had achieved his set goal. According to what the other party said, this bell magic weapon has great magic power and is enough to deal with the monster, so that is enough.
He coughed dryly and was about to ask some interesting questions related to Taoism. Unexpectedly, Qingyun seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said with a smile: "Young Master, among the rich and the noble, people are like each other. People with different Taoism will not seek each other. The poor Taoist say goodbye."
Already."
He raised his hand, and a whisk appeared from nowhere. With a flick of his hand, he suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he had appeared more than ten meters away. Another change, and he disappeared without a trace.
Chen Jianchen was dumbfounded - this method is really unfathomable, shocking, and enviable. If possible, Chen Jianchen would flock to it and learn from his teacher. However, under the current situation, the other party obviously has no such intention, and he just said it with a casual sentence.
Sent him away.
It seems that even if there is a way to cultivate immortality in this world, it is difficult to learn and cannot be gained.
Holding the bell, Chen Jianchen was in a daze for a while. He suddenly thought that although he now had the magic weapon in his hand, how to make Wang Fu accept it and keep it with him was still a big problem.
If we tell the truth, Wang Fu has already fallen into a deep quagmire and cannot accept it. Thinking of this, he should think of another way...
Several thoughts circled through his mind, but he was unsure. Finally, seeing that it was getting late, and fearing that his mother would be worried, Chen Jianchen stopped his thoughts and hurried down the mountain to go home.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw Mo Sanniang and Abao coming out, probably looking for someone. When they saw Chen Jianchen returned safely, the anxious look on their faces dissipated.
Mo Sanniang scolded: "Liu Xian, where have you been?"
Chen Jianchen answered evasively: "I happened to meet a friend and we had a conversation..."
Abao's eyes were wide open over there, thinking it was a bit strange that Chen Jianchen actually made friends with a Taoist priest. But she was smart and didn't talk too much.
At Chen Jianchen's repeated request, Abao agreed to stay at Chen's house for dinner.
After finishing the meal, the girl immediately rushed to clear the table, wash the dishes, etc.
After finishing his work, Abao wanted to go back to Tutu Temple. Chen Jianchen said: "It's dark, I'll see you off."
Abao was about to refuse, but he swallowed the words again.
The winter night came early, and although there were a few stars, they were all dim, so Chen Jianchen took an old lantern from home and held it in his hand to light the way.
The village was dark and lonely, with only a few dogs barking occasionally. Because kerosene was expensive, the people in the village cherished it very much. Most of them would only light it for a while and then blow it out early and go to sleep.
Along the way, Chen Jianchen was thinking about something and didn't speak. He didn't speak, and Abao also didn't make a sound. Only the footsteps of two people sounded on the village path, rustling like the rhythm of a piece of music.
After a while, the Earth Temple arrived.
Chen Jianchen held up a lantern and shone it on Ah Bao to go in. When he saw the simple bedding inside, it was like a house with bare walls, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"Brother Liuxian, please go back."
"Well, then you go to bed early."
Chen Jianchen walked out of the small temple. Before he could go far, suddenly a figure staggered in the night outside. Under the dim light, he could see that the figure was tall, with disheveled hair, and he was humming vaguely.
Humming something.
Chen Jianchen frowned, and before he had time to think about it, the other party had already bumped into him. It seemed that he wanted to rush into the earth temple, and he smelled of alcohol.
"Stop, who are you!"
Chen Jianchen shouted loudly.
The man's tongue was so big that he didn't know how much he drank. He said with a smile: "Who are you? What are you doing standing here? I'm here to find A Bao..."
By the light of the lantern, Chen Jianchen finally saw the other party clearly at close range. He saw that he was a man in his thirties, with a sinewy face and hazy eyes from drunkenness.
Shameless Asan.
Chen Jianchen recognized him, but he was an idle bachelor from a neighboring village, a somewhat ruffian bastard, armed with brute force and working as a rogue in the village.
"Brother Liuxian, what happened?"
Abao heard the sound and came out. When he saw Asan, he was startled and hurriedly hid behind Chen Jianchen.
As an orphan, as a naturally beautiful female orphan, even at a young age, Abao was often harassed by some naughty and idle men. She silently pretended to be nothing to those unpleasant words.
I heard that tonight, unexpectedly, Ah San, perhaps because he drank too much and went crazy, actually came to the Tutu Temple at night. If Chen Jianchen hadn't happened to be there, what would have happened in the end was really unimaginable.
If he were normally sober, Ah San wouldn't dare to do anything when he saw Chen Jianchen and would stay away. But now he was so drunk that his lust made him faint. When he saw Ah Bao coming out, he immediately stretched out his hand with a playful smile, wanting to touch it.
Abao's face.
"How brave!"
Chen Jianchen raised his eyebrows and suddenly took action, slapping Ah San on the face.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and Ah San was caught off guard. Ah San was slapped and spun around twice. He was beaten to the point where his eyes were bleeding and his teeth were flying. His cheeks were swollen. He suddenly woke up from the drunkenness. Look.
It was clear that Chen Jianchen stood in front of him awe-inspiring, shocked: "Chen... Mr. Chen!"
"roll!"
Ah San hurriedly ran away with the mouse in his arms.
Not to mention him, even Abao in the back was staring at him with eyes wide open - was this really her elegant and powerless Brother Liuxian?