Chapter 986 Then go wash up.

Master Han slept soundly and peacefully.

For many years, he had rarely slept so soundly, oblivious to the passage of time, without even a dream, sleeping without moving an inch until he naturally woke up.

If their laughter hadn't been so loud, he could have continued sleeping.

The moment he moved, Lord Zhao came over and laughed at him, his bright white teeth flashing in a smug and annoying way. When he turned to look at him, he looked just like a big yellow dog.

"You're finally awake, Master Han. Isn't this kang (heated brick bed) comfortable? You slept for more than two hours. Even when we were making noise, you still woke up."

Song Chunxiang quickly stood up. "I'll bring the rice from the pot over. The Taoist priest must be hungry."

Others tried to stand up, but Lord Zhao stopped them, saying, "You all keep talking. How many people can be alarmed by what Master Han is eating all by himself?"

Master Han sat up. The warm kang bed was indeed so comfortable that one's bones felt soft. He leaned against the quilt and sat lazily. Suddenly, he felt that this small house was indeed comfortable. Whether it was the location, the orientation, or the layout and feng shui of the house, it was all very suitable.

No wonder he was sleeping so soundly.

Liu Tong and his son glanced furtively at Master Han's face, then sat down as if nothing had happened and continued chatting with the young Taoists about other things.

They thought that this Taoist priest Han must be of the highest status, and his clothes looked very expensive, but they didn't expect him to be willing to sleep on their kang (heated brick bed).

They were relieved that the kang (heated brick bed) had been cleaned very thoroughly today.

They were both excited and proud that their fifth aunt had brought her fellow disciples from the Taoist temple to visit.

It's clear that Song Chunxue is doing well these days.

She's a woman, yet she blends into a group of men without giving anyone the wrong impression.

However, they remembered that Song Chunxue was with that person, so why didn't she come?

Although they had many questions in their minds, they refrained from asking them.

They had gotten married and had a child thanks to Song Chunxue, but unfortunately, the wife took the child back to her parents' home for a few days.

They had also saved some money, intending to use it for their child's education.

Seeing how many things they brought today, and how thoughtful and considerate they were, made them feel embarrassed to ask any unnecessary questions.

At night, Song Chunxue squeezed into a room with her sister, brother-in-law, and Tudan'er, while the other five slept in the kitchen and on the small kang (heated brick bed) on the south side.

In the village, some families had larger kang beds that could accommodate three generations at the same time. When Song Chunxue was a child, she was squeezed to sleep at the feet of the adults, but it wasn't a big deal for her to make do for one night.

The three Taoist priests lived on the kang (a heated brick bed) in the main room, which was the room where Master Han didn't want to get up.

In the middle of the night, Master Han revealed his true form, curled up on the kang (a heated brick bed) in a comfortable position, startling Lord Zhao, who was not used to it.

"Master Han, have you ever fallen for a mortal woman before?" Lord Zhao sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I bet if she woke up in the middle of the night and saw you like this, she would faint on the spot."

Master Han didn't want to talk to him. "Shut up. You're not a woman, so stop being so pretentious."

"Hey, don't use such crude language. It damages Master Han's illustrious reputation in our hearts. However, this is the first time I've ever slept on a kang with two grown men. The kang is a bit hard and a bit too hot, and the quilt is a bit too thick. Overall, it's quite comfortable. My entire back is pressed against the kang. No wonder people with back problems say they should sleep on a hard kang. It really helps the bones stretch."

Lord Zhao had his hands behind his head, showing no signs of sleepiness.

He felt it was a waste to use such a beautiful night just for sleeping.

"Shut up." Master Han ignored him.

Lord Zhao turned to look at Master Zhang, "Hey, do you see? The moonlight is coming in. Zhang Chengxuan, would you like to meditate?"

"This kang is warm, I want to lie down. It will be cold tomorrow, I want to take a nap." Master Zhang closed his eyes. "If you find it interesting, senior brother, you can get up and meditate."

Lord Zhao looked at the dark roof and thought it was quite novel. He felt that the walls of the house were very thick, and even though the wind was so strong outside, the windows didn't rattle much.

If a wooden house in the south were blown like this, it would fall apart in just a few years.

"It's really something new. The smell of the earth on this kang (heated brick bed) is too strong; I can't sleep. Did you two bring any incense?"

Master Han handed him an incense burner, saying, "If you say another word, get out."

Lord Zhao was not afraid of him. He sat up, lit the incense, and took a deep breath.

Hey, Master Han, get up and let's chat. Where did you first cultivate into human form? How many snake cultivators are like you? What about them...?

The next moment, Lord Zhao's mouth was silenced by a spell, and he could not open his mouth.

Lord Zhao became anxious and got up to go inside and pinch the snake.

But the snake was slippery, and he couldn't catch it.

"Mmm...mmm...Master Han, you bastard..."

"..."

"..."

The Taoist priest, who had been in a daze, instantly woke up and quietly turned his head to look at the two people over there.

"Um...hehe, please don't mind, I am..."

"Since you can't sleep, let's settle the score. Did you give me your cultivation without my permission before?" Master Han's voice was icy cold, as merciless as the gale outside the door. "The grudges from the previous life have long been settled through reincarnation. If you don't take it back after returning to the capital, you'd better not leave the house again, lest I have to worry about you losing your lives and I incur another debt to you."

"..." Lord Zhao remained silent, staring blankly at the dark roof, his lips pressed tightly together.

"Do you know why I'm always just a little short of achieving ascension at my advanced age?" Master Han's large python head approached Lord Zhao, gritting his teeth as he said, "It's because I haven't paid off my old grudges and debts. If you cause any more trouble and prevent me from achieving ascension, I'll just devour you."

Master Zhang didn't dare to breathe loudly. He felt he shouldn't be there, never expecting there to be such a grudge between them.

No wonder, on this trip, Master Han handled everything alone, and Lord Zhao hardly ever made a move.

They also have grudges from their past lives. Was Lord Zhao a man or a woman in their past life, and what was their relationship?

Tsk tsk tsk, could it really be as my junior brother described, like in the storybooks, that they used to have that kind of relationship?

So, why is Lord Zhao sticking to Master Han?

However, it doesn't seem quite right. Both of them are open and honest. Cultivators value the balance of Yin and Yang and are rarely homosexual.

Damn it, I've been led astray by my junior brother.

He was about to turn his head when he saw Lord Zhao spreading his arms.

"Come on, come on, swallow me if you want. You might just need one bite of my flesh to ascend to the ranks of immortals. I'm not an ordinary person either. Offering myself is different from you killing. If you swallow me, we can both quickly enter the next cycle of reincarnation. Let's part ways amicably, why not?"

Lord Zhao made his request in a serious tone, "Just swallow it cleanly, don't bite it off. Oh, by the way, should I wash it first, otherwise it will have a bad taste, what if I spit it out?"

"..." Master Zhang closed his eyes. Really, with his senior brother's mouth, there was no need for him to worry about him.

He rolled over and lay facing the window, too lazy to pay attention to those two childish kids.

"Then go wash up, I'll wait."

"..."

"!!!"