The subtle actions between Zhao Youliang and Chang Jie could not escape the eyes of the Northern Blood Dragon.
However, he didn't intend to investigate further, so he simply pretended not to see it.
After taking another sip of tea, he spoke softly.
"Youliang, I heard that the residents of the town want to build a temple for you. Is that true?"
Zhao Youliang would never hide it, and besides, there was no need to hide it. Upon hearing this, he immediately nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, that's true."
"Elder Chang, is there anything you wish to instruct us to do?"
"Please tell me, and I will definitely do as you say!"
Chang Huaiyuan smiled helplessly at Zhao Youliang's respectful attitude.
He and his husband have similar temperaments; they are both easygoing.
Of course, this is on the premise that you don't go too far and don't cross the line.
Otherwise, hehe—have you ever heard of the Blood Sea Dragon, which often kills people?!
“Youliang, I already know that you want to move all the ancestral tablets in the temple into the shrine. I have a word of advice for you, and you must remember it.”
"Make another memorial tablet and place it on top of all the others..."
At this point, Chang Huaiyuan suddenly stopped, and after thinking for a moment, he continued.
"Never mind, the witch doctor is an easy-going person. You just need to place the new memorial tablet next to the City God's tablet."
"Just write the three words 'Deaf Shaman' on it!"
"This matter is very important, remember that!"
After saying this, the master of Wanlong Mountain said no more, got up and returned Chang Jie to Zhao Youliang.
"Xiao Jie, stay here with You Liang and cultivate diligently."
"When your uncle comes next time, he will bring you some special tobacco leaves that he prepared for Master Chen."
"These...these are too offensive to look at."
The Chen Yuanwai mentioned by Chang Huaiyuan was the young general's father, the one who died and the underworld dared not take him in, and could only wander aimlessly in his own grave.
After respectfully seeing off the Northern Blood Dragon, Zhao Youliang finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Egg Boy, the deaf shaman your uncle mentioned earlier, is that the one Brother Huang mentioned last time?"
"The foremost shamanic disciple from the Northern Kingdom!"
Chang Jie's ability to express himself was limited. He pondered for a long time, so long that he had smoked out both cigarettes in his mouth, before finally speaking weakly.
"The Deaf Granny is a witch, the most powerful witch."
"She was also the grandmother of the gentleman and the young general, and she used to be my father's shamanic disciple."
"However, my father dared not mention this matter anymore, and no one else dared to mention it either."
"Only the deaf old woman herself still believes that she is my father's shamanic disciple..."
"Oh, by the way, the Deaf Granny was just as kind as the Hemp Clothes Granny, and her dumpling soup was especially delicious."
"A witch?!" Upon hearing such an ancient term, Zhao Youliang immediately felt a sense of desolation.
"Xiao Jie, thank goodness your uncle reminded me, otherwise I would have really overlooked it."
"No, the first thing I must do when I wake up tomorrow is buy a piece of the finest wood and make a memorial tablet for the Deaf Ancestor!"
After offering incense to the black coffin and the shrine, Zhao Youliang lay down on the bed with Egg in his arms and picked up the notebook that Sister Yingchun had given him to read carefully.
The other person was writing in a modern font, so Zhao Youliang could certainly recognize it.
Besides Sister-in-law Yingchun's own understanding of Buddhism, the most important thing mentioned above is the "Big Dipper Venerable Star King Law" mentioned earlier.
Zhao Youliang subconsciously followed the instructions and soon felt a warm sensation rolling in his dantian.
Then, without realizing it, I fell asleep.
In the dream, the incredibly cute little monk still appeared, and upon seeing Zhao Youliang's current state, his chubby little face was full of surprise.
He then sat down on the ground and began to earnestly explain the "Big Dipper Venerable Star King Law" to Zhao Youliang.
As it turns out, Zhao Youliang was far more skilled in Buddhism than in Taoism.
After a short while, a golden Dharma wheel could be vaguely seen appearing in his dantian.
A moment later, the Falun split into seven, arranged according to the positions of the Big Dipper.
It even echoes the real Big Dipper, drawing down rays of light.
When Zhao Youliang woke up the next day, he felt more energetic than ever before.
Aside from no longer having an erection, his overall condition was exceptionally good.
Amidst his excitement, Zhao Youliang suddenly felt a little worried.
"Damn it, we were already a eunuch and a childless child, and now we've become Buddhists. Are we completely beyond saving?!"
After pondering for a moment, and thinking about his Sparrow Yin Soul, which was very likely to never return, Zhao Youliang simply decided to give up entirely.
"Fine, do whatever you want!"
"Our immediate priority is survival; as for everything else... we'll deal with that later!"
After making up his mind, Zhao Youliang strode to the front yard of the paper shop and found that the big yellow dog was not in its kennel. It must have gone out to "get" breakfast for him.
Just then, the big yellow dog strode back with the lunchbox in its mouth, followed by several puppies.
It was clearly a puppy that had just been born after it had abusiveed its mother.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Youliang hurriedly bowed and scraped as he went to greet him.
"Good morning, Madam. May you be well. You've worked hard!"
"Good morning, little ladies. Instead of staying home and drinking your milk, you've gone out to patrol the streets with your matriarch?"
However, neither the big yellow dog nor the puppies paid any attention to Zhao Youliang.
They simply put down their lunchboxes and then lay on their backs to sunbathe their eggs.
When Zhao Youliang opened the lunchbox, he was surprised to find that instead of stewed bull penis, it was just clear broth and water. He couldn't help but think to himself.
Wow, is that big yellow dog really that amazing? Knowing I've become a monk, it started bringing back vegetarian food instead?!
While pondering this, he subconsciously glanced at the big yellow dog.
This old bastard is so old and still causing trouble, does he have some kind of aphrodisiac secret?
Should I ask you for advice?
But I asked, what if that scoundrel said the secret to male enhancement is eating shit?
Wouldn't it be too awkward if I didn't eat it?
Just as Zhao Youliang was endlessly imagining things and struggling with his own thoughts, Liao Zhiyuan walked over with a smile.
"Good morning, Dog Bro! Good morning, Quantum Bro!"
"Oh, the food's changed today? Great, that's wonderful!"
"I've been eating so much these past few days that I've had a constant nosebleed!"
As he spoke, Liao Zhiyuan sat down next to Zhao Youliang and began to eat heartily without any hesitation.
"Oh right, Quantum Bro, today is the groundbreaking ceremony for the temple construction. We should go and take a look."
Zhao Youliang nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Yes, I remember. Didn't you calculate the date yourself?"
"Will it start at ten o'clock?"
"Hmm!" Liao Zhiyuan said while eating, "Today is the 'Day of Yang Wood,' and ten o'clock is the 'Time of Runtu.'"
"Earth nourishes wood, wood and earth prosper, great fortune!"
As the two were talking, Li Mao walked over looking dejected.
"Quantum, Xiao Liao, that dead kid has been found!"
"Oh my god, it's terrible! My whole body is covered in pustules, it looks like I've been poisoned!"
"They even alerted the epidemic prevention station, saying it might be the plague. They just took the body away!"
"Sigh, it's heartbreaking to see the child's parents crying like that!!"
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