Chapter 103: Going to a Meeting Alone

103 Going to a meeting alone

The next day, Ping An visited the backyard.

Coming out of the room holding the gourd, Xiang Jiannan felt that his master might not have woken up yet.

The entire Taoist temple is now quiet. I walked to the front yard and found that the gate was not open yet.

After talking with me yesterday, the old Taoist priest seemed to have let go of some worries. He drank half a jar of wine happily during dinner. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found that there was still light in his room.

The wine was specially delivered by the servants of the Chen family. It was a bit of a coincidence that just as he was about to start drinking it, he heard someone knocking on the door outside the temple, so the master had to make an exception and get drunk again.

During this period, the master has been drinking much more frequently than before. He said before that he wanted to quit drinking, but in fact he just reduced the number of times he drank.

It's rare that I get up earlier than my master.

After cleaning up the incense hall without disturbing anyone, Xiang Jiannan opened the door with a broom and put the gourd on his waist in a different position.

I fell asleep holding the gourd last night. After I drank a few bowls of sake, the master told me how to use the gourd.

It's not as important as I thought. Talisman paper is not a necessity. It mainly depends on who is the user. Judging from my current level of talisman skills, it is not enough to make this gourd icing on the cake. There is a spell, which has only eight words in total: broken belly and rotten mouth, hehe, and so on. As long as you recite them to the gourd, you can drive it.

The effect depends on one's own cultivation.

"Today's sunshine looks particularly bright!"

He took the broom and swept the stone floor outside the temple gate. When Xiang Jiannan stopped, he felt satisfied and had been talking all night. Although he had doubts about the spell his master said, he still tried it secretly after entering the room.

There was no time in front of the master. The old Taoist priest got drunk after drinking a few bowls of wine and kept talking incoherently. His words contained the information that the master wanted to know. He wrote down the key points while persuading the master.

The master did tell the truth last night. The eight-character spell was really effective on the gourd. It was worth my anxiety and the fact that I used almost all my brain cells.

"Good morning, young Taoist priest!"

At this moment, An Wensheng suddenly appeared from behind Xiang Jiannan, and he was not afraid at all while basking in the sun.

He heard what Xiang Jiannan had just said. Although he was smiling, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

What was the tone of the young Taoist priest's voice just now? Why did he sound so delicate, with such a joyful expression on his face, that I just wanted to laugh.

You are so old, why do you have to pretend to be cute? You didn’t expect that I, An Wensheng, would catch you red-handed.

"An Wensheng! Why are you like a ghost?"

Xiang Jiannan couldn't help but blush at the appearance of An Wensheng. He wanted to strangle him to death, but when he thought that the other party was not a creature of the living world, his eyes became helpless again.

He must have seen everything clearly when I was having the attack just now. This City God was suspected of peeping into other people's privacy and had evil intentions. No wonder he ended up in such a miserable state.

After he finished speaking, he saw An Wensheng's expression startled, and he immediately straightened up and said firmly: "Master, he hasn't woken up yet, come and find him later."

"Forget it, I'll go and call him myself."

An Wensheng wanted to tell Xiang Jiannan that what he just said was wrong, but when he heard that Gao Yu'an had not gotten up yet, he immediately gave up the idea.

He came to find the old Taoist priest today for something very important. He had been waiting outside Ping'an Temple for a long time. He didn't expect that it was the young Taoist priest who opened the door, which made both of them seem quite unhappy. Since the old Taoist priest hadn't woken up yet, he wouldn't waste any more words here.

"Aren't you afraid of the sun?"

Seeing that white smoke was coming out of An Wensheng's body from time to time under the sunlight, Xiang Jiannan couldn't help but remind him.

Why is this City God so stupid? If he continues to be illuminated, he might be cooked soon. Even the City God of the prefecture is not as arrogant as him.

Give the sun above your head a little face.

"I'm already like this, what else do I have to be afraid of?"

Turning his head and looking at Xiang Jiannan who shrugged indifferently, An Wensheng felt that he still underestimated himself.

Let's not talk about attitude for now. An Wensheng has not survived all these years just by relying on the incense donations from Ping'an Temple. He must show off his skills in front of the young Taoist priest if he has the chance and change his impression of him.

Even without subordinates, An Wensheng deserves the title of City God.

"That's right, they've all died."

Seeing that An Wensheng seemed even more reckless than before, Xiang Jiannan walked forward quickly while speaking:

"Master, he drank a lot of wine last night. It's the same if you tell me what's going on."

"real?"

He never thought that his words would really make An Wensheng stop. When he turned his gaze back to him, Xiang Jiannan was busy inviting An Wensheng into the Taoist temple.

He was afraid that if they continued talking, An Wensheng would be reduced to ashes. This City God was actually not in a hurry. Didn't he see that the white smoke coming out of his body was getting thicker and thicker?

"Isn't this Chen Jingxuan High School?"

At Xiang Jiannan's signal, they finally entered the Taoist temple. After entering the house, An Wensheng first found a dark corner. This habit was developed when he just passed away. Even after he became the City God, there was not much improvement.

When I entered the room, I thought about finding a corner first. If there was nothing important, I could stay there for a long time.

"You want to go to Chen's house to congratulate?"

Hearing An Wensheng mention Chen Jingxuan's high school admission, Xiang Jiannan couldn't help but guess.

The master said last night that Chen Jingxuan's high school would cause a series of changes. Does An Wensheng want to take advantage of it? "No, I'm here to announce the death of a man."

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The words were spoken in a relaxed manner. An Wensheng was not very interested in the good news Xiang Jiannan had said: "The green dragon appeared in Ping'an Town yesterday, causing some wandering souls to become restless. Within three days, there will be a big commotion near Ping'an Town. I want you to come with me while there is still time."

"Where are you going?"

Xiang Jiannan felt nervous after hearing what An Wensheng said. He first touched the gourd. How did An Wensheng know that he had just got the gourd and a wild ghost came out to test its power on him?

As for what this matter has to do with Chen Jingxuan High School, An Wensheng seems to have omitted the key point.

"Hmm? Of course I'm going to cause trouble for those wandering spirits. As the City God, how could I just sit there and watch?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go call the master."

Hearing that An Wensheng meant to have a fight, Xiang Jiannan stood up and walked towards the backyard as soon as he finished speaking.

If he had been told this earlier, he would have understood that he still needed to discuss this matter with his master. There were things he should and should not do. His master had just told him this yesterday. He couldn't just agree to it because of a few words from An Wensheng.

I always feel that the time is not right.

"master?"

He knocked gently a few times when he arrived at Gao Yu'an's room. After a long time without any response, Xiang Jiannan raised his hand and pushed the door open and walked in. The tables and chairs in the room were in a mess, but the bed was neatly made. The wine jar was still beside the bed, but there was no sign of the master.

Could it be that this old Taoist priest knew that something was going to happen?

Reluctantly, he checked the room carefully, even under the bed. When Xiang Jiannan looked at An Wensheng again, he felt timid. Without finding his master, it seemed that he, a little Taoist priest, could not escape safely.

Even without An Wensheng saying anything, he could tell that the City God must have set his sights on him.

"Why don't you come with me? They are just some insignificant little ghosts. I came here mainly to repay your Ping An Temple for its kindness. This is a meritorious deed."

"real?"

Seeing An Wensheng's certainty, Xiang Jiannan couldn't believe it anymore. This expression was exactly the same as when his master wanted to trick him. He hadn't figured things out yet. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, he heard An Wensheng laugh. His next words were full of contempt, completely ignoring how a young Taoist like him would feel: "If you're afraid, just pretend I didn't say anything. I guess so. No matter how brave Master Gao is, it's inevitable that he will teach one or two useless apprentices."

Who are you insinuating?

An Wensheng's words made Xiang Jiannan's blood boil, and he repeatedly warned himself in his heart not to be fooled by him.

You are using provocation to persuade someone. There must be some conspiracy. There is only one young Taoist priest in Ping'an Temple. Who else could be those one or two useless disciples you are talking about?

In anger, he said he didn't want to lose, and immediately said sarcastically: "Since you came here with sincerity, I will give you a chance, but having said that..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the words he wanted to say changed in tone. Just when he was trying to correct them, An Wensheng didn't give him a chance.

His figure turned into a puff of white smoke and instantly disappeared from the house, leaving only one sentence behind:

"Very good, you are a teachable boy! Little Taoist priest, I will wait for you outside the temple first."

(End of this chapter)