Zhang Cihu's hands slashed across his face.
He tore off the mask, revealing his true face.
The dense wrinkles were mixed with a few white hairs, and the whole person had an inexplicable sense of Taoism.
He got up from the bed.
He subconsciously called out to the outside of the house: "Disciple, is the meal ready?"
Zhang Cihu reacted as soon as these words were spoken.
"I almost forgot, I drove that brat down the mountain."
"I don't know if he has met... Su Yu..."
Zhang Cihu looked at the pinned chat on his phone.
There were only a few words on it: "It's time for him to go down the mountain."
It was three days ago...
This was also the day when Su Yu got into trouble and obtained the Book of Demons.
Zhang Cihu looked up at the sky and sighed, "I'm afraid this peaceful world is going to be in chaos again."
About fifteen minutes later, Zhang Mingling came out of Su Yu's house after changing her clothes.
Su Yu was stunned when he saw Zhang Mingling with a ponytail and a single hair exposed.
After changing his clothes, Zhang Mingling looks much more handsome.
Her face is white and flawless.
It looks a bit like something out of a certain Han costume drama.
He casually put away his Taoist robe and asked Su Yu, "Where is the Taoist's room?"
Su Yu pointed to the guest room next to his own.
"This room is for you!"
“It’s usually for guests to stay in.”
Zhang Mingling nodded.
Su Yu looked at Qingyin who was standing aside, a little worried about outsiders moving in. She said to Qingyin with some fear, "That Taoist priest Qingyin is not a bad person."
Miao Qingyin heard Su Yu's explanation and nodded, "Brother Su Yu, Qingyin knows."
"Brother Su Yu's friends are Qingyin's friends."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
