Chapter 39: Dragons and Cranes Don't Provoke Wild Cats
Bai He also waved to Nan Huai and asked, "Who is that person next to you?"
Nan Huai reacted: "Master, are you talking about Long Zhu? She is here as a volunteer."
Bai Heye: "Who recruited him?"
Nan Huai recalled Long Zhu's series of actions and wondered if the master of the temple also felt that the other party had quite spiritual roots?
He rolled his eyes and chuckled, "I admitted it!"
Bai He also said: "Okay, I'll deduct one month's bill from you and let you reflect on your mistakes."
Nan Huai: “??!”
He touched the back of his head with a confused and resentful look on his face, and went back in a daze.
Fang Xu came over and asked, "What did the abbot say to you? Is he going to teach us the Qiyi Xiongge?"
Nan Huai, unlike his usual chatterbox, turned away worriedly, "I feel like Senior Brother said something bad about me."
In the distance, Fang Ya sneezed and casually put on his outer robe.
The bell in the dining hall rang, and the disciples dispersed from the charity hall one after another and rushed to the front yard to help prepare vegetarian meals for the tourists.
Fang Xu invited Long Zhu to have dinner, but Long Zhu found an excuse to refuse and secretly followed Bai He.
The abbot's resting room is located in a secluded and quiet place hidden behind a bamboo forest, and ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter.
The wooden puppet Taoist boy pushed the wheelchair into the bamboo forest. The young man in white lowered his head and flipped through the book in his hand, seemingly unaware of the unusual surroundings.
The deeper you go, the less you can see the Taoist temple buildings, and all you can see is rich green.
Long Zhu squatted on a bamboo branch not far behind him, moving back and forth, leaving no trace on the leaves, his figure like a phantom.
Her attention was all on Bai Heye, and she ignored some more obvious movements.
On the way, the wooden boy suddenly stopped, and the face painted with "Old Man Ding" suddenly twisted to the left and right, as if he had discovered some clues.
It was so quiet that even the sound of a page being slowly turned could be heard.
Bai He also suddenly spoke up: "Why not do it here? The newly planted dragon bamboo in front is a rare variety. It would be a pity to break it."
As soon as he heard his name, Long Zhu was stunned and almost showed up.
Just as she was hesitating, three figures rushed towards her from the left, right and back. Mu Daotong spread his arms and spun around, throwing out his ten wooden fingers like hidden weapons to block the sneak attacks from the three directions.
"Master Bai, how are you?" the red-haired woman in a striped tracksuit stood up and moved her wrist. "Looks like I won't get any benefits this time."
The remaining two attackers were dressed in black from head to toe and stood silently by.
Bai He also chuckled: "You can try."
"Your wooden figure is interesting. Even a weapon refiner like me can't make one so obedient."
She looked around and said, "Why don't you let me study it, and I won't bother you anymore."
Bai He also turned a page: "The person who can cause me trouble has not appeared yet."
The red-haired man thought the other party was deliberately provoking him, his expression changed, and without further ado, he rushed over: "Today I will come to experience the legendary Qiyi Xiongge!"
She was about to strike Bai Heye with a palm, but she feinted and retreated quickly, and was unexpectedly attacked by the men in black on both sides.
Bai He's expression remained unchanged, with a light blue aura emerging around him. Two faint chains were dragged out from the earth veins, with two huge and ferocious bony fish locked at the other end. They whipped the approaching man in black away with their tails.
The red-haired man was stunned, then burst into laughter: "You four great temples always claim to look down on those who practice unorthodox methods, but as the head of Changfeng Temple, how come you also use the art of summoning ghosts!"
She narrowed her eyes and said, "This isn't just an ordinary ghost, this is... a demon!"
All things have spirits, and all can cultivate themselves into demons.
However, there are very few monsters that can transform into human form. Occasionally, there are some that have achieved enlightenment, such as the Huxian clan, who can be worshipped and called immortals by the world.
Although these two fish monsters have not transformed, it is a hundred times more difficult to use them as "servants" than to use ghosts.
"If used properly, it's not an unorthodox method." Bai He didn't explain too much. With a flick of his wrist, he waved his fingertips over the three people in front of him, and said in a tone that did not allow for argument: "Please ask them to leave the mountain."
The two bony fish instantly let out a hoarse and terrifying growl: "——Understood!"
Knowing that she was no match for their opponent, the girl with the red crew cut let the two men in black collide with each other to form a giant, and then jumped off the cliff with her.
In a moment, the black giant grew a pair of iron wings, like an eagle, holding the red crew cut, and flew into the clouds and disappeared.
Bai He also raised his finger, and the bone fish swam back and stopped chasing.
He took out a few incense towers from his sleeves and scattered them in the air as if feeding fish in the park. The two demon servants scrambled for the food and then left satisfied.
The wooden Taoist boy walked over again, and the inky face of "Old Man Ding" was filled with tears.
Bai He also supported the other's bare wooden palm and said comfortingly, "When we get back, I'll get some good wood and make you a new pair."
The wooden Taoist boy was in a good mood again, and he was ready to push him forward with his two stick-like arms.
After watching the show, Long Zhu was about to continue to follow when he saw the young man in white suddenly turn his head and look towards him.
She was stunned. She thought that the other party would greet her politely like he did just now, and then get ready to fight. However, Bai He didn't say anything else. He raised his hand and picked up a slender bamboo leaf and flew out. The movement was complicated and strange. Although he only threw out one leaf, it was like a rain of arrows and meteors.
The bamboo leaves slashed towards the direction where the opponent was dodging one after another. The last one was so murderous that the tip of the leaf was corroded into a burnt yellow.
Two bony fish also rose from the ground, roaring like swimming dragons, with bone spurs hanging upside down, as if they wanted to twist and devour the dragon bamboo.
The deadly moves that the red-haired man had tried so hard to prevent were now coming at him like a stream of water.
Long Zhu's eyes flashed, he turned around, broke off a bone spur, threw it casually, and pierced the eye socket of another demon servant.
Bai He also thought about it for a moment, and immediately called back the bone fish. Long Zhuxia kicked in the air, and she quickly jumped from one bamboo tip to another. While turning and moving, she was thinking: He still didn't use his full strength.
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The thin bamboo leaves actually split a bunch of thick bamboo tubes in the middle. Long Zhu stepped on the bamboo to gain leverage, turned around and jumped towards Bai He. The wooden Taoist boy came to block his way, but Long Zhu grabbed the other's forehead with one hand, and his black nails were filled with murderous aura. With a click, he easily dismantled Old Man Ding.
Mu Daotong was stunned, and jumped up angrily, stretching his arms and spinning, trying to take his head back.
Bai He was silent for a moment, then waved his hand. The wooden Taoist boy suddenly lost the ability to move, and his limbs became stiff and silent.
Long Zhu patted the corner of his clothes, walked forward, and looked down at the young man in white in the wheelchair with a subtle and strange look in his eyes: "Have I seen you somewhere before?"
Bai He also responded slowly, as if the previous tense situation had never happened: "We met in the Citang this morning."
Long Zhu shook his head: "I was talking about earlier, at the Princess's Tomb."
Bai He's eyes moved slightly, but he said in a moment, "I seldom travel far, so perhaps you saw it wrongly."
Long Zhu was not good at seeing through sophistry, so he gave up and said, "Forget it."
Bai He leaned forward curiously. "You followed me all the way here, is that just to ask this?"
Long Zhu: "Is it not possible?"
Bai He was speechless as well, and nodded after a while: "Forget it."
He immediately asked, "What is your purpose in sneaking into the temple?"
Long Zhu took a step closer and said, "I heard that volunteering gets free incense and candles."
Bai He obviously didn't believe it, and he calmly held the rim and pushed himself back a little.
Long Zhu blinked and continued, "Is it true?"
Bai He also frowned: "Don't get so close to me for now."
As he moved, Long Zhu faintly smelled a familiar fragrance of agarwood.
She bent down, grabbed Bai Heye's wrist, pulled it away from the rim, and then began to search through his sleeves without any hesitation.
Even though Master Bai was a humble person, he couldn't help but open his eyes slightly and became confused at this moment.
Long Zhu swiftly grabbed his other hand, abruptly blocking the unformed strange and dangerous move.
Bai He was stunned for a moment and even forgot to fight back. He let his hands be shackled and watched the pale face approaching him.
Long Zhu was initially unhappy with the other party's lack of cooperation, but then he thought of what Fang Xu had mentioned, the incense made by the abbot himself.
She immediately put away her temper and smiled what she thought was a friendly smile: "We..."
She used the modern trick of building relationships: "Add WeChat?"
Bai He also: "..."
Long Zhu lowered his head and suddenly noticed something hidden by the other person's clothes.
A sudden inspiration struck her, and she reached out to lift the sash of her robe, not feeling offended at all. She saw her calves, long and lean, with a dark, tattoo-like pattern winding down from her shins, light at the top and dark at the bottom. Her feet looked as if they were dipped in ink, making the rest of her skin appear even paler.
The pattern flows like splashed ink, or like a coiled black snake, and the blue veins on the arch of the foot appear and disappear as the force is applied.
Long Zhu saw the clue at once: "You have feeling in your legs, why are you still sitting here? Don't you like walking?"
The master seems a bit lazy.
Just as she was about to reach out and touch the black pattern, Bai Heye's patience finally ran out. He practically gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Throw yourself into the river!"
I didn't hold back this time.
Long Zhu was determined.
A strong wind blew through the bamboo forest, like the howling of ghosts and wolves. In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, and there was a faint sound of thunder.
In the front courtyard dining hall, Fang Ya, still holding his bowl and chopsticks, hurried to the front of the open space and looked up in shock: "Did the abbot use a strange and ominous ritual?"
Several fellow apprentices at the back were also leaning against the door and talking: "Wow, what's going on? Did we encounter another intruder?"
"Would you like more rice? I'm eating the last spoonful of asparagus and bacon!"
"Here I come! Hey, are we going to make lotus leaf rice tomorrow? It's almost the beginning of the dog days of summer and I want to eat something refreshing."
"Then go tell the abbot to pick some from the pond this morning... What do you think will happen to the guys who sneak in this time?"
"It's probably pretty miserable. I've never seen the abbot so angry..."
Fang Xu had two steamed buns stuffed in his mouth. He caught a glimpse of an acquaintance out of the corner of his eye and immediately slapped the bench at her: "Mmm, mmm!"
Nan Huai said disdainfully: "Swallow it before you speak."
He turned his head to look at Long Zhu and saw that he was in a hurry, with messy hair, dust on his face and hands, and looked quite embarrassed.
Fang Xu finally swallowed the steamed bun: "Hiccup - Long Zhu, where did you go just now?"
Long Zhu sat down and drank a big mouthful of soup, then wiped his mouth and said, "Let's go for a walk."
Nan Huai was suspicious: "How could it become like this?"
Long Zhu stared at the tear in his coat and thought for a moment: "A cat scratched it."
Fang Xu: "There's a cat in the temple? Could it be a wild raccoon that came from the mountains?"
Long Zhu held the bowl and nodded with lingering fear.
"It was quite wild, I almost couldn't dodge it..."
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