Chapter 456 Scales Grow on Upper Body
As soon as these words were spoken, the two young Taoist priests immediately looked embarrassed and lowered their heads to vigorously shovel the vegetable soup and rice in the bowl. No one dared to act rashly anymore.
Only one young monk grumbled unwillingly: "But the money I spent was the little money I earned from fortune-telling for pilgrims."
This is so unfair, isn't it?
"What are you doing?" Tang Bu Ci looked at Li Yao who had lost his composure, his face pale.
"Ye...Ye..." Li Yao's mouth trembled as he finally squeezed out a word.
Tang Buci suddenly turned his head to look in the direction Li Yao pointed, but it was not a big deal to look at this one.
With a loud bang, the bench under his butt tilted and Tang Bushi fell to the ground. He kicked the ground reflexively and tried to get up to see what was going on, but his knee overturned the dining table.
Ye Xiaomei was standing beside him just now, but now, there was no trace of her.
"What the hell..." Li Yao yelled and ran away with the bowl in his hand.
Nannan scratched her head, frowning: "Where is the ghost?"
The two young Taoist priests on the opposite side looked accustomed to this, and sighed repeatedly at the spilled soup on the table:
“What a waste.”
"How about this, let's go get some more vegetables and make some mixed noodle dumplings for lunch."
The two hit it off immediately and got up and left.
Only Tang Buci and Nannan were left in the room.
"Sister, I have something to do so I have to leave now. I will come to you later to ask for your advice on standing meditation."
After saying that, Tang Bushi hurried out with a heavy heart, and he deliberately looked for Ye Xiaomei along the way.
Yuanyi Taoist Temple had experienced destruction during the war years and was also crushed during the Four Olds Movement. Many of the buildings were renovated by Taoist Master Yuanyi, his disciples, and some villagers from the mountain.
You can see human-made features everywhere you go, for example, the stone slabs in the yard are not that smooth, and there is always a lot of dead grass growing out of the cracks.
The so-called garden became a vegetable garden, and the toilet was just an ordinary dry toilet.
But Ye Xiaomei was nowhere to be seen. Even if she was walking, she couldn't have walked so fast. It might have been an illusion, but everyone saw it.
Tang Bushi climbed up the stairs to the back mountain.
After climbing for more than ten minutes, I saw the familiar figure sitting on the cliff, and it was none other than Taoist Yuanyi.
Tang Bushi was just about to step forward and ask, but then he remembered that this old man looked like a half-dead man when he entered into a state of meditation.
Forget it. Besides, when he heard today that Ye Xiaomei was taken to the back mountain by her master, there was no doubt that the most likely place she went was the dilapidated temple.
When he arrived at the place, Tang Bushi pushed open the unlocked broken door.
The furnishings inside were extremely simple, even dilapidated, with holes in the roof everywhere.
Only the statue remained the same as the last time I saw it. There was a long table underneath it, and there was still some residual fragrance coming from the incense burner above it.
The pair of cushions placed on the floor were apparently very clean.
"Is that you? Tang Buci?"
Just then, a small, timid voice came from behind the statue.
Tang Buci immediately recognized Ye Xiaomei as the person who spoke: "What's wrong with you?"
Tang Buci quickly stepped onto the platform, but Ye Xiaomei suddenly said, "Don't be scared by me if you see it."
"No, what happened..."
When he said this, Tang Bushi had already circled behind the statue and swallowed the rest of his words back into his stomach.
His brows were tightly furrowed and his eyes were as sharp as knives. He looked at Ye Xiaomei who was leaning behind the statue with an expression of disbelief.
Her clothes were open, and her hands, body, and chest were covered with scales.
There happened to be several holes in the roof, and the morning light that came through shone on her scales, reflecting colorful light.
Ye Xiaomei said weakly, "How can I face people in this state?"
Seeing the fear in Ye Xiaomei's eyes, Tang Buci suddenly became anxious: "I don't understand either, did Master Yuanyi do something?"
Ye Xiaomei shook her head: "He just helped me open up my Ren and Du meridians. I didn't know it would be like this."
"I'm going to find Master Yuanyi. We won't learn the Yuanshen anymore."
Tang Bushi had never been so anxious before. He was already unique enough. Ye Xiaomei was the only friend he had in his entire life.
As soon as he turned around, Tang Buci seemed to have thought of something. He turned back slowly:
"Ye Xiaomei, have you been to the Taoist temple's firewood room just now?"
Ye Xiaomei nodded. The scales on her body would prick her like blades if she moved even a little.
"I'm trying to use my mind to attract you to help me."
Tang Buci's pupils shrank: "I really saw you."
Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank. She thought she had fainted from the pain and it was just a dream.
"Did you really see it?"
"I saw it. Wait a minute, I'll go find Taoist Yuanyi." Tang Bushi ran away in joy. He was happy, but if Ye Xiaomei was covered with scales, he wouldn't know how to face people.
Arrived at the familiar cliff.
Tang Buci was very alert this time: "Master Yuanyi?"
The title was wrong, so he immediately changed it: "Master? Master..."
——Tell Ye Xiaomei that as long as she absorbs the ancestral spirit energy that is distributed throughout her body into her dantian, she can conceal her original spirit.
The sound seems to be transmitted directly to people's lungs.
This time, Tang Bushi was not as scared as last time. After hearing the instruction, he hurried back.
After receiving this instruction, Ye Xiaomei forced herself to sit up, as if she were wearing armor made of blades all over her body.
As the scales on her upper body gradually disappeared, Ye Xiaomei's plump breasts were revealed.
Tang Buci quickly turned his back.
After a long time, Tang Buci heard the sound of her tidying up her clothes, and his heartbeat stopped abruptly.
When Ye Xiaomei walked out from behind the statue, her eyes were bright, but her face was filled with worry and fear that had never been seen before:
"What should I do? I suspect..." Ye Xiaomei didn't say it out loud, but she had an idea in her heart. Who knew that the phone would keep ringing at this moment.
Tang Buci stared at Ye Xiaomei in a daze, his mixed feelings showing on his face.
The call was from Qin Xiaoyi, who said that the result would be out tomorrow and asked Ye Xiaomei to take leave on Monday to attend the meeting.
Ye Xiaomei then remembered that she had class tomorrow.
Tang Buci stepped forward to ask, and Ye Xiaomei explained everything in detail before thinking for a moment:
"What? Are you going to stay here or come back with me?"
Tang Buci looked in the direction where Taoist Yuan Yi was meditating in the distance and said, "I may have to stay for a while, but I can ask Li Yao to drive you back."
Ye Xiaomei calculated the distance and realized that even if they started now, they would arrive in Chaocheng at least at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.
Ye Xiaomei still has a few key questions that she wants to clarify.
But Taoist Yuanyi sat there until noon and showed no intention of getting up.
Ye Xiaomei couldn't wait any longer, because by the time she returned to Chaocheng, it would be dark.
On the way, Ye Xiaomei discussed tomorrow's time with Qin Xiaoyi.
She also had to rush to the hospital to sign on behalf of the family.
The moment Ye Xiaomei saw the consent form, she felt a little doubtful.
Ye Lan looked Ye Xiaomei up and down, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Are you really not going to think about it again?"
Ye Xiaomei was slightly startled, and glanced at the people from the research department who were surrounding the bed to take over Houhua:
"Why? Don't you agree with transfer therapy?"
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