Chapter 189

189 When they set out, they had the effect of clearing the area. As soon as they entered the temple, pilgrims left one after another. When the surroundings became deserted, Wang Yi and his party seemed to have noticed something.

He was indeed very angry just now. After he calmed down, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

The senior brother said that the fair-faced young man in front of him looked familiar, but he stared at him for a long time without having any impression of him. As the pilgrims quickly dispersed, he began to feel a little cold.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but at this moment, I always feel like I have offended someone I shouldn’t have offended.

This fair-faced young man looks very impressive, like some high-ranking official traveling in casual clothes.

"I was originally thinking of playing a joke on the old Taoist priest, but I was careless and used too much force."

At this time, he was almost reaching the entrance of the incense hall with Gao Yuan and Xiang Jiannan. While talking, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Wang Yihang, still gently.

Is this Taoist priest the old Taoist priest's new disciple? He seems to be much more reckless than Xiang Jiannan.

There's nothing wrong with it, it just tends to shorten your life.

Under normal circumstances, there is no way I could have kept him safe until this moment.

Even the Taoist priests in Ping An Temple are not allowed to do so.

"It's okay, Taoist priest, I have a strong body."

Being looked at by the pale-faced scholar, Wang Yihang immediately wanted to resist, with his chest puffed out and his head raised, revealing an expression of lingering anger. At this moment, he was no longer able to regain his strength.

As Gao Yuan spoke, his body slowly deflated and he looked away with an indifferent expression.

This was his last insistence, to lose the battle but not the battle.

The old master was not like this just now. If he hadn't been lying on the ground screaming miserably, I wouldn't have been so excited. Once a teacher, always a father.

As soon as I went out, I heard pilgrims saying that my master had been beaten. As his disciple, how could I tolerate this?

It was mainly done for the people around him to see, so that the news could spread from mouths of pilgrims and let them know that since they joined the Taoist sect, Wang and his party were no longer the same as before.

Now, I have a temper.

"Is this the disciple you just accepted?"

Seeing that Wang Yixing was weak and didn't dare to look him in the eye, he asked casually. The pale-faced scholar continued to smile. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that he wanted to turn his head, but after trying for a long time, his neck seemed to be out of control.

Without saying anything more, he stood up and walked forward, climbed the stairs, and entered the incense hall.

The only one who accompanied him was Gao Yuan, who sat down on the cushion. The other two Taoists had disappeared.

"Who is that white-faced gentleman?"

After Xiang Jiannan made a gesture to him, he understood it instantly and slipped back to the backyard before him. His body did not collapse completely, and he was still straight when Wang Yixing spoke.

The way my senior brother looked at me was a little strange. It was said to be concern, but there was also some other meaning.

Chang Shu's tone seemed to be because of himself. In this case, he really offended someone he shouldn't have offended? "Why were you so excited before?"

He didn't think as much as Wang Yixing did. He just felt that his performance just now looked like that of another person. Sitting down on the stone bench, Xiang Jiannan asked softly.

You know, the folk customs in Ping'an Town are very simple and honest. Based on my understanding of Wang and his group, he belongs to the very last level.

To put it bluntly, he is just a coward. After being together for so long, this is the first time I see him so angry.

Although he had boasted about it in his own ears, it was hard to say how much exaggeration there was.

Compared with some people in this town, Wang Yihang is just talking big. He can't do it for real.

The old Taoist priest had such great charisma? He could make a registered disciple who had just entered the sect fight for his life. To be honest, Xiang Jiannan couldn't do it.

My feelings towards my master haven’t reached that level yet... I actually feel a little embarrassed.

"When the master was beaten, anyone would have the same reaction."

He wanted to get Xiang Jiannan's approval. Since there were only two of them in the backyard, Wang Yixing replied, "Brother, do you think so too? If you hadn't stopped us from behind, this matter would definitely not have ended today!"

"But then again, why don't I have any impression of that fair-faced gentleman?"

"It seems familiar..."

"Junior brother, have you forgotten so quickly about the person who stopped Chen Jingxuan on the road when he was going to take the exam?"

If I answer directly without asking, it would be difficult to say that I think differently from him, Xiang Jiannan reminded him.

Wang Yihang suddenly realized what he had heard. He pondered for a few breaths and then said, "I remember now. It turned out to be him."

"I said it looked weird."

After recalling the memory of the day when the pale-faced scholar stopped the car, Wang Yihang felt a lot more relieved, and then he said.

That day he felt that the pale-faced scholar looked strange, unlike Old Man Chen and Xiang Jiannan, and he thought there was something wrong with his brain.

After being scolded by the Third Young Master, he ended up getting himself into trouble. When he left, he seemed to be smiling.

Exactly the same as when I pulled him by the collar.

In that case there's nothing to worry about, just a scholar behaving strangely?

"You two go to the Chen residence to invite Jingxuan, and don't let Mr. Chen come over."

After calming down a little, Wang Yihang was yet to speak again when he heard Gao Yuan's voice and immediately turned around.

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Seeing that the old Taoist priest asked him to go and invite the third young master, he nodded and stood up, not paying any attention to Xiang Jiannan.

There is no need for the senior brother to help with such a small matter. Wang and his group have already taken care of all the hard work and errands in the temple.

After arriving at Chen's residence and explaining his purpose, he waited in the hall for a while before he saw Chen Jingxuan in white.

The life of a scholar has always been simple, especially for someone like the Third Young Master. After opening his eyes every day, apart from eating and dealing with emergencies, he spends most of his time in the study.

When he came to him, he didn't ask much. After listening to what Mr. Chen said for a few words, he followed him out of the hall.

Since passing the imperial examination, the Third Young Master has become more taciturn, especially in front of people like them.

The senior brother said that this was because of the different realms, and the current Third Young Master was not at the same level as them.

As for what the rank is, it is something similar to identity. The Third Young Master is going to be a master in the future. No matter whether he becomes a disciple of Ping'an Temple or not, this gap may be impossible to make up.

"The old Taoist priest called me?"

After arriving at Ping'an Temple and entering the incense hall, Wang and his entourage left quietly again and were not in a hurry to sit down. Naturally, Chen Jingxuan also noticed the pale-faced scholar on the cushion.

The pilgrim in front of him looked very scholarly. He asked him to come over because of him? After saying this, she was just waiting for the pale-faced scholar to speak, but she saw that he was staring at her with a smile on his face.

I am not used to this way of life on weekdays. The look in the eyes of these pilgrims makes me uncomfortable after looking at them for a long time.

"Do you remember him?"

He pointed at the pale-faced scholar and smiled. After chatting with him in the incense hall for a while, Gao Yuan asked Chen Jingxuan.

The pale-faced scholar said that they were old acquaintances, but in the old Taoist's opinion, they were not familiar with each other at all.

“I don’t remember…”

"Brother, have we met before?"

"It's a glimpse, but I've never met him."

Chen Jingxuan stood up from the futon and said with a puzzled look on his face. He looked at the pale-faced scholar with a smile and reminded him:

"That day when you went to Shou County to take the exam, I asked you outside the car what road you took."

"What's it to you?"

As soon as the pale-faced scholar finished speaking, he naturally continued with the next sentence. Looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be the same age as him, Chen Jingxuan immediately remembered.

When he heard the question in the car that day, he suddenly felt a little anxious and replied with these four words in anger. Afterwards, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he never forgot it.

Is this the pilgrim in front of me who asked this? It has been so long, I didn't expect him to appear in Ping'an Town.

Know the old Taoist priest? "Listen, that's what he said at the time."

The tone was completely different from before. After Chen Jingxuan remembered himself, the pale-faced scholar looked at Gao Yuan.

The two men then burst into laughter, and their laughter sounded extremely exaggerated, which made Chen Jingxuan, who was staring at them, even more confused.

What are you so happy about? Brother, are you seriously ill? And you passed it on to the old Taoist priest...

(End of this chapter)