Chapter 54 Lord
At the moment Chu Tingbai disappeared, two people appeared out of thin air in the same place. Both of them were wearing costumes similar to those in fairy tale dramas, one red and one white, which were particularly conspicuous in the dark night.
"Didn't the Lord forbid us from interfering?"
The man in white frowned slightly and spoke to the man in red in a cold tone.
"What are you afraid of? If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would the Lord know? Didn't you see the Lord's satisfied expression just now?"
After hearing this, the man in red lazily leaned on the man in white and spoke in a nonchalant tone.
The man in white pushed him away in disgust, thinking that what he said made sense, so he said nothing and disappeared in an instant.
"Hey, wait for me."
Before he finished speaking, the man in red disappeared from the spot.
At No. 117 Tianfu Street, Qing Yun, who was lying on a chair watching a TV series intently, suddenly sat up, and the next moment he disappeared from the room.
Looking at the date tree with only a stump left in front of him, he was speechless.
He originally wanted to teach Chu Tingbai a lesson so that he would remember it, although he knew the possibility of this was very low. However, he never expected that not only did Chu Tingbai not suffer any loss, but he even got a rare piece of lightning-struck wood from a century-old jujube tree.
He returned to the bedroom in a depressed mood. He didn't even watch TV. He turned around and went back to the spirit tablet in a depressed mood.
At this time, in the bedroom of No. 116 Tianfu Street, Chu Tingbai also woke up from his dream, covered in sweat. He got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he turned on the light, he saw the lightning-struck wood lying safely at the head of the bed.
He walked over, picked it up and took a closer look. Apart from a hint of darkness, there was nothing else wrong with it. He could even see faint flashes of lightning.
Satisfied, he put it on the cabinet beside him and walked into the bathroom barefoot.
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The next morning, Chu Tingbai took the lightning-struck wood and went upstairs.
"You said you got it in your dream last night?"
Qing Yanrou looked at this top-quality lightning-struck wood and couldn't help being speechless. Although she never lacked magical tools, she had never been as lucky as him, who could harvest the hundred-year-old lightning-struck jujube wood by going to the dreamland.
Wait! A dream?
She quickly opened the door of the master bedroom with the lightning wood in her hand and asked excitedly:
"Grandmaster, were you the one who threw him into the dream last night?"
"Um."
Qing Yun was too lazy to come out of the spirit tablet and just replied in a sullen tone.
"That's what I was saying. How could such good luck come from an ordinary dream?"
After receiving a positive answer, she put the lightning wood aside and picked up the incense and candles to light them.
"What's wrong with you? Did you consume too much before?"
She also discovered that something was wrong with her ancestor. He usually never left electronic products, but today he was still in the spirit tablet.
He also stayed in the spirit tablet for a whole day yesterday. He came out in the evening, watched TV for a while, and then went back to the spirit tablet. This is not his style.
Feeling the concern of his disciples, Qing Yun's depressed mood improved a little. Just as he was about to go out, he saw Chu Tingbai coming in.
Instantly, he returned to the spirit tablet in anger, "Hmph, am I such a weak person, your ancestor? Alright, alright, get out, I want to watch a show."
After the two of them left, he came out of the spirit tablet in a rage, ran to the incense burner, and blew aside the incense and candles that Chu Tingbai had just lit. Seeing that the incense and candles were never offered to him, he sat dejectedly in the air and breathed a long sigh of relief.
What is going on?
He couldn't interfere with the other person's adventures on earth, but why did that person fall for his own foolish disciple? Thinking of the legend about that person in the upper realm, he was going bald.
"who?"
The anxious Qing Yun suddenly felt two strange auras appear in the bedroom. He immediately became alert, slowly accumulated the spiritual power in his hands, and said in a cold tone.
"Daoyi, don't be nervous, it's us."
Two people, one in red and one in white, appeared leisurely in the bedroom. The man in red looked at the nervous Qing Yun and spoke slowly.
Looking at the two people who appeared out of thin air, he released the strength in his hands, and lazily lay down on the recliner that appeared, saying leisurely;
"I wonder what the two messengers are up to? They actually came to me, the humble Inkstone Monastery Master, together."
"I won't beat around the bush. Of all the people who ascended, why are you the only one who not only left behind his spiritual consciousness but was also able to contact me? Have you ever considered the difficulties involved?"
The man in red spoke straight to the point.
His words made Qing Yun stiffen, and then he laughed out loud, "Of course it's because of my extraordinary talent and transcendental Taoist skills."
"Playing dumb doesn't change the facts."
The man in white couldn't help but frown when he saw him playing dumb.
"Hey, Ziyin, you can't say that. Daoyi, we didn't come here today for any other reason. We just want you to stop making the Lord's love life more bumpy. You know, the Lord will have to go back sooner or later, and when the time comes, we'll see each other..."
"What do you mean by asking me not to make his life more difficult? He belongs to Yantai Temple now. I have an obligation to take responsibility for him. I am even more responsible for my descendants. When he returns to the upper realm, will he ever think of my Yanrou?"
The man in red was interrupted by Qing Yun's cold voice before he could finish his words.
"Hey, things are not as complicated as you think, and the Lord's wife is not..."
"Tani Ze, shut up."
Seeing that he was blurting out everything, Ziyin couldn't help but interrupt him in a deep voice with a warning in his tone.
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Gu Ze smiled awkwardly and then said:
"In short, just let things take their own course and don't interfere anymore. Then you'll understand what I'm saying today."
After saying that, the two of them disappeared from the spot.
Looking at the place where they disappeared, his eyes were filled with deep thought. Finally, he took out the tortoise shell and began to tell fortunes. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not figure out Qing Yanrou's past and present lives. It seemed that someone had concealed it.
His divination ability is among the best even in the upper realm. The only person who can make him unable to calculate any information can be that person.
After thinking about what the two people said, Qing Yun finally put the tortoise shell back, turned on the TV again, and began to watch the show attentively.
Anyway, from the current perspective, Qing Yanrou will not suffer any loss, so he just lets them do as they please.
The two people who returned to the living room didn't know what happened later. When Qing Yanrou saw that Chu Tingbai wanted to give her the lightning-struck wood, she was stunned.
"Let me make it clear, you are the disciple and I am the master. How can a disciple give his master a magical weapon?"
"But the disciple also wants to honor the master."
"No need, Master, what else could you possibly need? I was planning to give you a magic weapon someday, but it seems I won't need it now. This hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood is perfect for you."
Chu Tingbai was about to speak when he was interrupted by a rapid ring of his cell phone.
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