fifth form

Chapter 42 Accident
Wooden Taoist.

This Taoist was originally surnamed Li, but he had no children, so he became a wooden Taoist.

Taoist Mu was also an arrogant person in his early years, trying to become a top cultivator in the rivers and lakes, but the reality made him have to live in a small Taoist temple.

The difficulty of practice is like a ladder step by step.

Anything you want, others want too.

Although the cultivation is self-cultivation, it is necessary to compete with various opponents for interests.

"Li is not talented, so far he has been trapped in the blood stasis and can't make progress. For someone like me who is old and bloody, he will be like this for the rest of his life." Mu Dao said humanely.

His cultivation is inherently difficult, and it belongs to the upward trend of water every step of the way.

When this practice backfired, Taoist Mu injured his body, and his hope of improvement was even slimmer.

But the skills are not as good as others.

There are many bones of those who are not as skilled as others in the world, and it is a great blessing that he can be rescued by the other party and come back.

Mu Taoist had no hope of climbing high, and when he was depressed, he was also a little lucky.

It's hard to look away when people haven't reached the point of death.

For example, in the past, he always wanted to move forward a little bit, and his heart was filled with all kinds of unwillingness to climb high. When he was defeated in the battle and was close to death, his many distracting thoughts subsided.

Living is more precious than climbing.

If he doesn't plan to make progress step by step, he doesn't need to spend money to buy various medicinal materials, which is enough to live a happy life.

This is the end of practice, but life has also been liberated.

Mu Taoist's heart was full of contradictions, but he also felt a sense of relief.

He and Zhang Xuezhou murmured and chatted like old friends, which surprised Rong Li and the others for a while.

Although Taoist Mu is not the top group of people in Rongcheng, he is still a respectable person. There are many important ceremonies in the city, and Taoist Mu is invited to join him.

But this kind of person responded to Zhang Xuezhou's related topics with a respectful face at this time.

Basically, whatever Zhang Xuezhou asked, Taoist Mu would answer.

This kind of situation made Rongli think of the interrogation in the yamen for some reason.

She only felt that Taoist Mu was bewitched, Zhang Xuezhou pinched the piece of flesh under his nose, and after waking up, he changed into another person, completely losing the charm of the past.

"What are you talking about?" Rong Li asked.

"Just chatting casually, so that the Taoist priest will not pass out again," Zhang Xuezhou replied.

Through Mu Daoren's report, Zhang Xuezhou knew that it was difficult to explain many practices related to ordinary people clearly.

This is especially the case when he himself is still a half-baked guy.

Zhang Xuezhou also has very little understanding of cultivation, and many of the contents were concentrated in these dozens of days before he was initially enlightened.

At this time, he had many inquiries to seek clarification.

But Mu Taoist's level is obviously limited.

And this is not a good time to talk.

Zhang Xuezhou took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, stopped the conversation and helped Mu Taoist up.

"Master Dao, your view is gone," Rong Li reminded.

"The crime deserves it, and it deserves to be burned," Mu Taoist replied.

"Your brain is broken!"

Rong Li was speechless for a few seconds before popping out a few words.

Taoist Mu almost lost his family today, but Taoist Mu showed no displeasure or distress on his face.

Rong Li only thought that Taoist Mu had a problem with his head.

She grabbed the butcher's knife, only to feel that she couldn't make trouble.

But what should be mentioned must be mentioned.

"Did you play tricks on our Rong's house last night, and used some kind of sorcery and ecstasy against us?" Rong Li asked.

"The skill of Xiao Dao is not good enough, let Master Rong laugh at him." Taoist Mu clasped his fists and said: "Mu will detour when he sees Master Rong in the future, and there will be no more conflicts!"

"Huh? Huh?"

Rong Li was surprised twice.

She finally decided that Mu Taoist's head was choked by the fireworks, and that's why he lowered his head so quickly.

"In the future, even if you sell the fairy painting of the patriarch Jiutian Shangfu Wufangdu general Bei Zuoyuan Admiral Dutong Grand Marshal Tianpeng Zhenjun, Xiaodao feels that this fairy painting really has the effect of exorcising ghosts!"

The canvases smeared with pig blood are useless, but behind these fairy paintings stands a cultivator.

The other party imprisoned the hanged ghost he had kept for many years for one night, and then instantly destroyed the hanged ghost when he woke up in the morning.

Mu Taoist felt that all this was enough.

Whenever there is a problem with the fairy painting, the other party will definitely solve the corresponding hidden dangers, which maintains the authenticity of the fairy painting's effect of exorcising ghosts.

"Can you really exorcise ghosts?"

Rong Tianding also looked surprised.

The absurd thing he did with Zhang Xuezhou and others was to deceive people into buying paintings and changing careers. Rong Tianding didn't expect Mu Taoist to agree.

Colleagues have always been friends, and Rong Tianding never thought that his friends would say that his stuff is good.

He only felt that Taoist Mu was almost choked to death by the fireworks, and after waking up from the choking, it seemed pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked.

"But this is not a long-term business. Please be careful, Mr. Rong. You must know that some weird things did happen in Shilipo. You need to be careful of causing trouble!" Taoist Mu persuaded.

"Oh!"

Rong Tianding nodded a little blankly.

He has lived in Rongcheng for a long time, so he doesn't know what Shilipo is, at most he has heard about such a place from the mouths of Li Erlang and others.

Anyway, he didn't promise that his fairy painting would be safe forever, and when something happened, he would just say that the fairy painting had expired.

Rong Tianding didn't care.

The business has just started, so it is impossible for him to shut down immediately, so he naturally wants to take advantage of the haunting to sell more.

After all, the possibility of waiting until the next haunted event is too low.

After this hot sales period, he will only be able to do small and steady business in the future.

When everyone's affairs fell for a while, Rong Li and the others couldn't help but want to go back to Rongcheng to kill the pigs and had the intention of leaving quickly.

"Mr. Zhang, there is a lot of gloom in Shilipo. Maybe there are some evil soldiers left behind who borrowed the way, or they may have hidden some terrible ghosts. I hope Mr. Zhang will be careful when dealing with related matters in the future, so as not to fall into the way!"

Before leaving, Taoist Mu gave Zhang Xuezhou a deep warning about safety issues.

This made Zhang Xuezhou baffled.

He just wanted to get rid of the job of butchering pigs, and then let Jia Zhiyuan, who was free, take him to read and recognize characters, and to make up for some common sense that he had never been exposed to.

Other than that, Zhang Xuezhou didn't think about doing anything else.

Besides, he is still a little puzzled by Taoist Mu's hanged ghost.

For a moment, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't figure out how the ghost was placed on the white silk, and then got into his body, and then disappeared.

He just felt that the little lady he saw last night didn't look like a ghost.

"If I had known it earlier, I would have touched her little hand and studied it to see what the difference is between a human and a ghost!"

Zhang Xuezhou felt annoyed in his heart, he just felt that the time was too rushed at that time, and he was not a disciple, so it was impossible for him to go up to touch a girl.

But Taoist Mu didn't have any ghosts to show Zhang Xuezhou right now, so he had to let it go.

When the group came, they were vicious, but when they returned, they were smiling.

But after just seven days, Rong Tianding and others couldn't laugh anymore.

Not only was there a crowd of onlookers standing in front of his painting booth, but the county government also sent a summons.

Something happened to the person who bought the Immortal Painting for self-defense.

(End of this chapter)