"My name is Ermei."

"I wonder what brings Master Ermei to my side?"

When Xiao Chen raised her head, her long, curled eyelashes playfully covered her slender eyes again, making her look very sleepy and confused, which added to her cuteness that a child of this age should have.

Mao Junjie's lips curled up slightly, finding the young Taoist boy increasingly interesting.

He kept a close eye on his surroundings. Apart from Xiao Chen who had just come out, there was still no movement in the other guest rooms, so he decided to chat with Xiao Chen.

"You seem quite skilled. How long have you been at the temple?"

"I became a disciple of Master Qingfeng when I was five years old, and I am eight years old this year."

"Three years! You've learned so much in just three years. You're very talented!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Daoist Master." Xiao Chen said thank you, but there was no joy on his face.

Rather than describing him as calm, it's more accurate to describe him as having a sense of aloofness that keeps strangers at bay.

"Besides your master, Daoist Langyue, is there anyone else in this Taoist temple?"

"And Senior Brother Yuanzhi, the Taoist priest should have met you when we went to Shangqing Temple before."

Mao Junjie recalled for a moment and realized there was such a person. He nodded and asked, "Are there four people in your temple in total?"

"There are so few people," Mao Junjie thought to himself, forgetting that before Kui Kui's family came to Shangqing Temple, there were only him and Master Wuwei in the temple.

In terms of having fewer people, Shangqing Temple is still superior.

"Hmm. I wonder what brings Master Ermei to the Temple of All-Awaiting Responses today? Is he willing to sell the Shangqing Temple to us?" Xiao Chen asked sincerely, his eyebrows showing a hint of joy and anticipation.

Mao Junjie's expression darkened slightly, but considering that Qingfengzi and Langyue had just returned and were already entangled in the matter of the slimming talisman, it was understandable that Xiaochen was unaware of the reason.

Why argue with a child? He patiently explained, "I've come to take over your Taoist temple on my master's orders, but it's really not a very good temple. Come back to Shangqing Temple with me!"

Mao Junjie was much taller than Xiao Chen. All that could be seen was his neatly styled hair bun and a fine white jade hairpin on it.

He didn't see that Xiao Chen's eyes were open, and wide open at that, so wide that his dark brown pupils were fully exposed and trembling slightly.

Mao Junjie thought that Xiao Chen had been staying at the temple, and perhaps he had seen the people selling slimming talismans, so he asked, "Did you see anyone selling slimming talismans at your temple during the May Day holiday this year?"

Xiao Chen pursed her lips, slowly lowered her eyelids, and shook her head, saying, "Never seen it before."

"Master Ermei, if there's nothing else, I'll go down the mountain to pick up Senior Brother Zhiyuan."

"Is Master Zhiyuan not at the temple?"

"Yes, my senior brother went down the mountain to buy some supplies. Judging by the time, he should be back soon."

Mao Junjie's eyes swept quickly across the guest room, and he said, "How about I go with you to pick up your senior brother?"

"No need, it's just some daily necessities, not much, no need to trouble Master Ermei." Xiao Chen bowed and, without waiting for Mao Junjie's reaction, walked straight towards the back door.

Just as they were about to leave, Kui Kui and Lang Yue arrived.

On the way here, Kui Kui asked about Xiao Chen's situation.

Because of his practice of silent meditation, Langyue only gave two words to summarize it.

"ordinary."

However, how could an ordinary young Taoist priest possibly break the puppet technique that contained spiritual power?

Either the young Taoist was hiding his true strength, or Lang Yue misjudged him; Xiao Chen is a genius.

Kui Kui instinctively hoped it was the latter.

Although good and evil are not limited by age, she really couldn't accept that the slimming charm was something a child would do.

"Xiao Chen, Lang Yue, you're both here! Look what I bought: donkey meat! Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground."

"Xiao Chen, haven't you been craving beef? This tastes much better than beef!"

A tall, thin boy, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a t-shirt and shorts, ran quickly into the Taoist temple carrying large and small bags. He was Zhiyuan, Xiaochen's senior brother.

Zhiyuan glanced at Kui Kui and Mao Junjie, then his gaze fell on Xiao Chen's eyes.

He frowned and asked, "Xiao Chen, what's wrong? Are your eyes bothering you? Do you have ingrown eyelashes?"

"I'll get you some saliva to help you clear your eyes. You have small eyes, but your eyelashes are so long..."

Xiao Chen's fair face darkened slightly. He slapped away Zhi Yuan's outstretched hand with both hands and said angrily, "Senior brother, you have no sense of hygiene."

"Why didn't you buy the candied hawthorns I wanted? Did you forget? Let's go down the mountain again while it's still early."

Zhiyuan frowned slightly as he looked at Xiaochen, whose behavior was unusual. He nodded, took Xiaochen's hand, and prepared to go down the mountain.

"Wait a moment!"

Mao Junjie and Kui Kui spoke up at the same time, stopping the two.