Chapter 178: Old Monk, You Didn't Expect That
Mianmian's doubts were soon answered, and someone came to visit her soon after. It was an old man with a long beard and wearing a Taoist robe, calling himself Taoist Qingxu, and he was followed by several young people.
Jin Tai invited them to sit together on the lounge sofa in the office. There was a sliding door between this side and the desk, which separated a quiet and comfortable conversation space.
Mianmian sat next to Su Chenjin, looking at everyone curiously, and finally her eyes fell on the long white beard of the old grandfather Taoist Qingxu.
In the mountains, only Grandpa Ginseng has such a long beard. He treasures it very much and never lets anyone touch it.
You can touch other old grandfathers in the family, but if you touch their beards your mother will scold you, saying that you are a child who is impolite and bullies an elderly person.
In fact, Mianmian was very sensible and didn't use any force at all, but she was still criticized every time.
When Mianmian was observing the people coming, Taoist Qingxu was also looking at Mianmian.
At this time, Jin Tai was making tea with the best tea leaves, a pleasant aroma and curling smoke.
In the smoke, Taoist Qingxu smiled at Mianmian with gentleness and kindness: "Little kid, I see that you have a special liking for my beard. Do you want to touch it?"
Her little thoughts were exposed, and Mianmian embarrassedly moved closer to Su Chenjin, using Su Chenjin's arm to cover her face.
After coming down the mountain, she was older than Su Linsheng and could call him nephew. It had been a long time since she met such an elderly person who acted like an elder.
Mianmian's shyness made Taoist Qingxu stroke his beard and laugh heartily: "Hahaha, little kid, don't be afraid. Your nephew knows me. If we count seniority, I am of the same generation as you, and I am your elder brother."
Taoist Qingxu squinted his eyes comically and his white eyebrows trembled.
Mianmian was curious about what Qingxu Taoist said, and asked back: "How do you know that you are Mianmian's brother, and not Mianmian is your aunt?"
As soon as Mianmian said this, the old Taoist priest hadn't spoken yet, but the younger Taoist priest with a black beard sitting next to him spoke up: "You kid, my master said he is your brother, you should acknowledge him, why do you want to be my master's aunt? My master is the master of the temple, and you are from the countryside, how rude of you."
This sentence made Su Chenjin's face darken, and his cold eyes like a sharp blade fell on the young Taoist priest.
The young Taoist was shocked.
This Su Chenjin is just an ordinary person, how could he have such a murderous and decisive look? What's even more outrageous is that he, a cultivator, was actually shocked by this look.
"Jia Jun!" Taoist Qingxu called out his disciple's name, his words full of reproach, "What did the master tell you?"
Jia Jun lowered his eyes and admitted his mistake: "Master, I, I, I just want to protect you. She is just a little baby. Even if she is older in the secular world, she shouldn't talk to you like this."
Taoist Qingxu shook his head after hearing the explanation: "I told you to listen to the sutras more often, but you didn't listen at all. Zhang San, take your junior brother out and reflect on your mistakes facing the wall."
Jia Jun's eyes were filled with anger, and he couldn't help but defend himself again: "I heard that people have human relationships, right? Is it my fault for judging the seniority and inferiority?"
He didn't get up, and his fellow disciples nearby couldn't pull him up.
Taoist Qingxu just shook his head.
Mianmian looked back and forth, and finally stared at Taoist Qingxu with her big eyes, and said in a baby voice: "Well, why don't you just tell him directly that if Mianmian is your sister, then she is also his elder, isn't that enough?"
"You can also just say what is in the Tao Te Ching: The highest virtue is not to be virtuous, so it is virtuous; the lowest virtue is not to be without virtue, so it is without virtue."
The little fellow recited the Tao Te Ching with his head shaking, and it really sounded like the real thing.
Taoist Qingxu smiled and said, "You also read the Tao Te Ching?"
Mianmian imitated Taoist Qingxu and shook her head: "It's not that Mianmian wants to see it, but my mother said that if you want to survive on the path of cultivation, you have to eat at many people's homes, otherwise you will be looked down upon by outsiders, and you won't be able to slap a fool in the face when you meet him."
Taoist Qingxu laughed so hard his beard was shaking when he heard this, and he echoed, "Your mother's words are interesting."
Mianmian listened to Taoist Qingxu praising her mother, and her little head was full of question marks. She asked doubtfully, "Is it interesting? Mianmian thought what my mother said was a little weird. Why are eating and meeting a fool connected? And she even slapped the fool in the face. Isn't that a very pitiful fool?"
Taoist Qingxu chuckled, and even Su Chenjin swept away his previous indifference. The ice and snow between his eyebrows seemed to melt, and he looked at his aunt tenderly.
The other disciples of Taoist Qingxu all looked at Jia Jun, shook their heads and said nothing.
Jia Jun couldn't understand. He looked around at his fellow apprentices and asked unconvincedly, "Brothers, what are you laughing at?"
Jin Tai made the tea, and seeing that his boss had no intention of speaking, he couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Laughing idiot."
Jia Jun immediately stared at Jin Tai: "Where is the fool?"
Jin Tai stood behind Su Chenjin, and before he became the background wall, he smiled and said again: "Whoever responds to me is a fool."
Jia Jun: ...
Is he a fool? How is he a fool?
While Jia Jun was in a daze, his senior brother couldn't bear to watch it anymore and took Jia Jun out of the lounge.
After the two brothers closed the door, Taoist Qingxu started talking about the topic that Mianmian was interested in.
Taoist Qingxu said he had met her grandparents! "The Jiang family is a kind family, and your grandparents are also excellent practitioners." Taoist Qingxu's old voice was kind, "My master is on good terms with them, so it doesn't hurt that you call me brother."
"So your master knows Mianmian's grandparents." Mianmian's tone was full of envy, "Mianmian wants to meet them too."
In the mountains, other grandparents in the family were very kind to her, but they were not her biological grandparents. My mother said that my grandparents had died a long time ago and must have been reincarnated.
Once a person has been reincarnated, he or she should not force fate, as this will be bad for both of them.
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"Actually, I also want to meet you." Taoist Qingxu was observing Mianmian's expression.
I noticed that the little kid looked genuinely relaxed, with no change in emotion at all after hearing the words "grandpa and grandma", and I understood.
He changed the subject and talked about the purpose of being here, and did not discuss seniority with Mianmian anymore.
"We will lock him up and conduct a joint trial with the help of the Dragon Team. If we can get any useful information out of him, we will inform Mr. Su."
There was tenderness in Taoist Qingxu's voice.
Mianmian was swinging her feet beside Su Chenjin. After hearing this, she raised her hand and said, "You should also tell Mianmian the information. It was Mianmian who knocked down that bad guy!"
Taoist Qingxu responded cheerfully: "Of course, of course, I'll tell you. I heard you also have a v-blog account. Why don't we follow each other?"
Mianmian doesn’t even know she has an account.
She turned her head to look at Su Chenjin, her round eyes full of confusion: "Grandson, what account does Mianmian have?"
Su Chenjin also just thought of this. Seeing that his aunt had forgotten, he explained, "Aunt, did you forget? Dad registered a v-blog account for you to share your recent situation with your fans. There are a lot of fans on it. I will help you log in."
The password of the account is known to the whole family, but Grandpa Su is the only one who manages it.
Mianmian took out her small mobile phone, logged in with the help of Su Chenjin, and saw the money she earned from the last live broadcast in the background.
All reward functions on this account are turned off, so there is no possibility of being rewarded for publishing articles or photos, and there is no other income.
After logging in, Mianmian saw a private message pop up.
The message flashed by in an instant, and Mianmian ignored it. She just followed the method taught by her nephew and communicated with Taoist Qingxu on the spot.
Because she was very curious about this new thing, after following each other, she clicked on the avatar of Taoist Qingxu with her little hand, and saw a line of small words under the avatar of Taoist Qingxu: Master of Lingxiao Temple, current director of the Supernatural Management Bureau.
Mianmian knew that Lingxiao Temple was the Taoist temple of Taoist Qingxu, but was the director of the Supernatural Management Bureau the same as the director of the police station?
Seeing Mianmian staring at the small words, Su Chenjin explained to Mianmian: "Master Qingxu has been invited to serve as the director of the Supernatural Management Bureau, so the person just arrested will be taken away by him."
While Su Chenjin was explaining the details of Taoist Qingxu's identity to Mianmian, Taoist Qingxu was texting someone on WeChat.
The old grandfather, who used to look like an immortal, now smiled like an old naughty boy, and proudly sent the page of his mutual follow with Mianmian to her: "Old monk, look, she and I have already followed each other, didn't expect that?"
(End of this chapter)