Chapter 40: A Little Trick

040 A little trick

Xiang Jiannan was finally touched by Li Jin. Two days later in the morning, he sat in front of the Taoist temple and still couldn't let it go.

Growing up, the thing I hated most was someone snoring next to me while I was sleeping. It was not until I spent a night with Li Jin that I realized there are even more hateful things in this world.

Before going to bed that night, Li Jin spoke very righteously, and when the two of them fell asleep in a daze, the old man began to make small movements in the dark. His hands kept wandering on his body, and from time to time he uttered a few words of satisfaction in his sleep.

He was touching me too much, and I couldn't fall asleep at all. I tried to remind him several times, but he seemed to have taken sleeping pills and couldn't hear me. In the end, I endured the humiliation and barely got through the night. I tried all kinds of methods, but in the end, I couldn't give up my bed.

It was indeed impossible to sleep in an untidy guest room. Everything was missing and the sleeping experience was extremely poor. As for sitting in front of the door waiting for dawn, Xiang Jiannan could only hold on for about half an hour at most. People would be very fragile in the dark, especially in the second half of the night when they were constantly sleepy. He would never choose to sit if he could lie down.

"Little Taoist priest, we meet again."

The figure of Li Jin always appeared in his mind. The more Xiang Jiannan sat, the more he lowered his head. He felt that Li Jin must have done it on purpose that night. How could the people from the Demon Subduing Division not be woken up? He seemed to be aware of his problem and was unwilling to correct it in the middle of the night. This kind of thing was the same problem as snoring. As long as he fell asleep, it would happen again uncontrollably. It was really difficult to completely stop it.

"Mr. Li"

Looking up at the person who was approaching him, Xiang Jiannan didn't expect that Mr. Li could recover so quickly. At this moment, he just looked a little thinner than before, and his complexion was still good. After being beaten by him, his right cheek seemed to be more lustrous. This was also the first thing he thought of when he saw Mr. Li.

Fortunately, it wasn't bandaged, so I feel a little less embarrassed.

At Mr. Li's house that day, Xiang Jiannan did not mention much about the process of eliminating the demon. Even when Wang Yihang was there, he only exaggerated the glorious moment when he released the Little Green Light Curse. The emphasis was always on killing with one blow, and he did not mention anything about the incident in which Xiang Jiannan slapped Mr. Li wildly in the house before.

There's nothing much to mention. After all, it's not a particularly outstanding part. Mr. Li was just being beaten unilaterally at that time. Speaking it out would easily ruin the atmosphere. Just think of it as the sequelae left by the evil spirit. As long as you don't say anything, no third person will know.

The young Taoist priest must have thought so too.

Having been in the town for such a long time, Wang Yihang is definitely not a stupid person. Any normal person knows clearly what should be mentioned and what should not be mentioned.

"Where's your master?"

Li Yuanwai bowed deeply to Xiang Jiannan and his action of saluting deeply really scared Xiang Jiannan.

I'm a little bit reluctant to accept it.

People in any era care about their status. In his opinion, what Mr. Li did was unacceptable. Could it be that people with ugly looks were particularly grateful? Mr. Chen had never done that to them, the master and his disciple.

Mr. Li is really too polite.

"Mr. Li, you can't do that."

Xiang Jiannan hurriedly got up from the stool, helped Li Yuanwai up and then said:

"The master is in the temple. I'll call him for you right away."

After saying this, he walked into Ping'an Temple and looked directly at the master sitting on the cushion.

This is a new topic that the master has recently invented. In order to prevent the popularity of Ping An Temple from becoming miserable again due to the decline in popularity, the master will lead the pilgrims to meditate at irregular times every day. On the surface, he says that he is seeking the protection of the Taoist ancestors for these silent people, but in fact he is just letting these people spend time with him.

The reason why the time is not fixed is to force these pilgrims to come every day. Whenever they have time, they have to go into the Ping An Temple. After a group of people burn incense and make donations, they finally seek spiritual satisfaction from the clay statue. Right now, this pious meditation ceremony has just begun.

The custom of sitting in silence spread quickly, and even when Mr. Li performed the great salute, he did not even think of standing up.

"Master, Mr. Li is here."

Tiptoeing to Gao Yu'an's side, Xiang Jiannan bent down and whispered.

He saw that his master seemed to have entered some special state. With a head full of white hair and a Taoist robe, he really looked like an immortal teaching. His eyes were closed and his breathing was orderly. Behind him was a clay statue of his master. If one did not look closely, one would think the two were the same person.

“.”

There was no reply for a long time.

Turning his head to look at the motionless people, Xiang Jiannan decided to be a little ruthless next time. Li Yuanwai and his group were already standing at the door, and he didn't want to disturb the peace and quiet at this time. He just stood in the distance and nodded slightly, as if he was also infected by the scene before him.

"master?"

Xiang Jiannan bravely stretched out his finger and poked it. When his fingertips touched Gao Yu's Daopao, he felt it was cold. After poking it twice, he immediately felt a bit of heat.

This should be "alive", a new trick thought up by the master, with real stuff, not just a simple show.

"Hmm? What are you doing?"

As if waking up from a dream, Gao Yuan finally woke up from the world he was wandering in after Xiang Jiannan tapped him several times. Then he yawned a series of times, which made Xiang Jiannan doubt his previous guess again.

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Could it be that the old Taoist priest had fallen asleep just now? It looked like he was almost rubbing his eyes.

I said that I always felt that he was in good spirits these days. Anyone can be full of energy after taking a nap. I believe that as the master and the abbot of Ping'an Temple, he should not be able to sleep in front of so many people. Once discovered, how can he cheat and benefit the people in the future?

"Is it Mr. Li who is here?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mr. Li standing outside the door. After Gao Yuan yawned, he was full of drama:

"Just now, I heard the master tell me that there will be a distinguished guest visiting Ping An Temple today. Disciple, help me stand up."

"yes"

Thinking that the master might have been confused from sleeping, Xiang Jiannan stopped talking after answering. He guessed that the master's legs must be numb now, otherwise why would he almost lose his balance after standing up.

Master's instructions? Is this what you always think when you are woken up?

"Master!"

After Gao Yuan walked out of the hall, he hurriedly saluted. Mr. Li then smiled and saw the old Taoist priest wave the whisk in his hand. The people behind him seemed to be enlightened in an instant, and then they all stood up and thanked Gao Yuan together.

"Thank you for your guidance, I didn't expect it to be so comfortable!"

"I've been coming here for several days, and today I finally got some results."

What did you do? Not understanding why everyone had such a reaction, Xiang Jiannan looked at Gao Yuan in confusion.

There was no such step when we ended the show a few days ago. Did you do something? As a scent entered his nose, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He looked at Li Yuanwai and others, and his vision began to blur.

The faces of everyone in front of me turned into skeletons, especially the master, whose eye sockets were huge.

(End of this chapter)