This is a world where humans and demons coexist.
Monsters hide in the mountains, and Taoist priests walk among the people, taking it as their mission to slay monsters and eliminate evil.
In the wild mountains and ridges, deep mountain temples, and desolate mountain roads, you can often see Taoist priests walking alone with peach wood swords on their backs and wearing tattered Taoist robes. Passing villagers will invite them to their homes and give them a bowl of water when they see them.
The original owner was also a Taoist priest, but she only wore the skin of a Taoist priest and could not draw talismans to catch monsters.
"Rats have their ways, snakes have their ways. As con artists, our first priority is to assess our own strengths. If we encounter a strong enemy, we must retreat. Saving our lives is paramount. Most importantly..."
The old liar slapped the original owner on the head and said, "Don't sleep!"
The drowsy original owner woke up with a start.
The old con man snorted, "The most important thing is, don't get close to a real Taoist priest."
The old liar had been a liar for decades and was well aware of the truth. He advised the original owner that if he had no skills, he should just wander around in the mountains and make a living, and not go to the big cities.
He also reminded her that it was okay to lie to others, but she should avoid doing anything that went against her conscience.
Although he cheats people, he only does it to make a living and he won't push people into the fire.
The original owner listened to the previous words, after all, it concerned his own life, but he had lost his conscience... He couldn't even eat, so what did he care about his conscience?
As soon as the old swindler died, the original owner immediately inherited his banner and began his journey of deception and fraud. He also changed the name "Que'er", which sounded poor, and gave himself a majestic Taoist name: "Yuzhen!"
He asked everyone to call him "Yuzhen Zhenren" respectfully, and claimed to be a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun.
Most of the villagers in the countryside are illiterate, and they have only heard about the so-called "Three Pure Ones" from hearsay. Seeing that the original owner spoke so convincingly and seemed very powerful, they immediately respectfully invited him home, presented him with money, and hoped that he would help solve the troubles at home.
The original owner was just a petty liar. What real skills did he have besides fooling people?
It was just a simple minor illness, but she led it to the direction of ghosts. There are many ghosts and gods in this world, and the villagers believed them without a doubt. They were so scared that they could only cling to the original owner as a straw.
The original owner had no sympathy. After getting the money, he casually burned a bowl of talisman paper and fed it to the person, then ran away with his apprentice.
It’s a pity for those farmers. Not only were they cheated of their money, but their family difficulties were also not resolved.
Xihe: ...
Unfortunately, just a second before she arrived, the original owner had already blurted out the lie about being "ennobled and appointed as prime minister", so now, how could she cover up the lie?
"Master! Master!"
Suddenly, a roar came from a distance.
Xihe looked up and saw a young man coming out of the dense forest and running down the mountain quickly.
The grass was lush and full of thorns. The gray robe was caught on a branch. The boy pulled and tore it casually, and a long hole was immediately opened in the robe.
Yuanbao didn't notice, and he went around the neat ridges of the field, holding the herbs and rushed to the front: "Master, herbs!"
He bared his teeth, his hair hanging crookedly on his head, and smiled in a silly and foolish way.
The fair and tender little face was stained with black dust from somewhere, with white and black streaks. The gray robe hung diagonally on the body, and one of the big toes was sticking out of the thousand-layer shoes on the feet... and the body was covered with grass debris.
Xihe's eyes stayed on the torn Taoist robe.
Yuanbao blinked, looked down, and saw the torn hole exposed right under their eyes...
His body stiffened, and he quickly covered the wound with his hand, looking furtively at Xihe.
Xihe looked at him expressionlessly.
Yuanbao: ...
His big eyes rolled around, probably thinking of something to say.
Xihe couldn't help rolling her eyes, flicked her robe and stood up: "Go wash up." She took the herbs from his hand and walked towards the kitchen.
The Li family had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Xihe's movements, they immediately looked over eagerly.
Xihe asked as he walked, "Do you have a medicine jar?"
The Li family immediately said, "Yes, yes."
He hurried to find the medicine jar.
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