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Chapter 35 The Taoist Priest
As soon as he stepped into the duty hall, when he looked up, he met a Taoist priest whose face was covered in ink, and almost bumped into each other.

I took a step back in fright, and was helped by Yan Shuyuan.

The ink-smeared Taoist also took a step back, and when he saw us, he flicked the brush in his hand, and the ink also fell on me and Yan Shuyuan respectively, "Bold brat! How dare you come to your Taoist grandpa! See if I won't accept you !"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of talisman paper from nowhere, and stuck it on Yan Shuyuan's forehead.

He was still chanting incantations that I didn't understand.

Yan Shuyuan also took the talisman paper off his forehead very helplessly.

"Heh! He's still a guy who is not easy to mess with! You say Grandpa and I are not easy to mess with!" After speaking, he looked around and searched with his eyes.

"Excuse me, are you Zhang Wanmo?" I stepped forward and asked.

I don't want to continue this farce.

"I am, who are you?" Zhang Wanmo looked at us warily.

"My master asked me to come to you, and this is for you." The envelope in his hand was handed out.

Zhang Wanmo carefully took the envelope from my hand, and opened the envelope to check after a distance from us.

Halfway through, he looked at the letter and then at Yan Shuyuan and me.

Until the end, he received the letter and came over to shake our hands.

"Oh! It turned out to be my own person. I'm sorry. I made a mistake just now. Let's go, don't you want to catch the ghost king? I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time, so I can just exercise."

Yan Shuyuan didn't let him succeed, he held my hand tightly and took a long time to pull it out.

"Zhang Daoyou, may I ask you to go down the mountain like this?" Yan Shuyuan looked at Zhang Wanmo's clothes with disdain.

He was wearing the same gray Taoist robe as the Taoist sweeper in the small courtyard, except that his robe was dirtier, with dust and ink all over it, and ink on his hands and face.

"Oh, yes, please Rong Pindao to wash up." After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to the small room in the duty hall.

I took out a paper towel and wiped the ink off my face, but found that it couldn't be wiped off at all, and so did Yan Shuyuan, the more he wiped, the angrier he became.

What Taoist priest is this?Like a neuropathy.

I was complaining in my heart, who knew that Zhang Wanmo who came out of the hut looked like a different person, dressed in a blue and white robe, and his hair was neatly combed.

A clean face is exposed, under a pair of sword eyebrows, there are attractive peach blossom eyes, although the nose is not as straight as Yan Shuyuan's, but it is not collapsed, the lips with a smile, the overall look is beautiful, especially the pair of slender necks The whole person is like a green bamboo.

Compared with the sloppy Taoist priest we saw just now when we entered the hall, these are two completely different people.

"Beauty, what's the matter, is it because I'm so handsome that you are fascinated by it?" I didn't expect this picture of Wan Mo to look so unreliable, I was just amazed that he cleaned up his changes, and he actually said that to me.

"No matter how handsome you are, you must have self-knowledge." I turned sideways, "I think my master's letter has explained it clearly, do you have any questions?"

"Hey, I've made it clear. Isn't it just to accompany you down the mountain and catch some dirty things? Let's go."

Zhang Wanmo walked to the entrance of the hall, turned around again, bent slightly, put one hand on his lower abdomen, and half stretched out the other hand, "Please, beauty."

I walked outside without looking sideways, ignoring Zhang Wanmo at all. What I didn't see was that when Yan Shuyuan passed by, he gave Zhang Wanmo a warning look, but Zhang Wanmo just smiled and didn't say anything.

We walked to the gate of Tianchi Temple, but found that Zhang Wanmo hadn't followed. It turned out that he was talking to the sweeping Taoist priest.

"Martial nephew Shitou, uncle, I'm going out for a while, you just stay in the temple and wait for me to bring you delicious food when I come back!"

The Taoist priest who swept the floor didn't seem to hear him at all, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, and he was not annoyed, and walked towards us with a smile.

"I made you laugh, my nephew is a bit stupid and honest, and I'm the most honest. I've been practicing closed-mouth meditation during this time. If there was any poor hospitality just now, please forgive me."

"It's okay." Since this is his practice, it's good that we didn't disturb his practice, so how could there be any lack of hospitality?
On the way down the mountain, Zhang Wanmo was like a child full of energy, curious to see and touch everywhere.

By the time we reached the foot of the mountain, the sun was almost setting.

Du Ai was leaning against the door of the car smoking a cigarette, and when he saw the two of us, he was happy, "Are you going to dig coal?"

I didn't get in the car either, and wiped my face carefully against the glass of the car door.

This piece of Wanmo is really nothing to do with people. Even after wiping it with a tissue, my face is still pitch black, which makes it even more scary.

"It's okay beauty, you are still very beautiful." Zhang Wanmo walked to my side at some point, looking at me with his hands behind his back and smiling dotingly.

If it wasn't for me relying on Master to ask me to go down the mountain, the so-called expert, I would have gone straight up.

Yan Shuyuan gave Zhang Wanmo and Du Ai a brief self-introduction, and then we got into the car together.

Originally, what I thought was that Yan Shuyuan and I sat in the back according to the way we sat when we arrived, and Zhang Wanmo sat in the co-pilot.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wanmo followed me and squeezed up. I happened to be sitting in the middle, and was squeezed into a sandwich biscuit by two men.

"Come over here, don't crowd Zhang Daoyou." Yan Shuyuan pulled my arm, and I moved it too.

"It's okay, it's not too hot here, squeeze it to keep warm." Zhang Wanmo was also shameless, and moved around, getting closer to me.

Yan Shuyuan's face darkened visibly with the naked eye.

"What? Is it cold?" Du Ai asked in confusion.

"Yes, Zhang Daoyou said he is a bit cold, so turn on the warm air."

"No, there's no need, we'll be warm when we're squeezed together."

I thought it was over.

When the car drove halfway, Zhang Wanmo actually fell asleep. Not to mention he fell asleep, he even tilted his head on my shoulder, not knowing if it was on purpose.

He is already taller, about 178, even if he is sitting, he is still a lot taller than me, so when his head is tilted on my shoulder, his face is almost touching my face, and his hair is also a little bit prick.

I moved in the direction of Yan Shuyuan uncomfortably. When Yan Shuyuan turned his head and saw this scene, his face darkened visibly to the naked eye, and he directly pushed Zhang Wanmo's head to the other side.

But after a while, his head tilted again.

This time, Yan Shuyuan was ruthless and pushed very hard.

Boom!
Zhang Wanmo's head hit the car window.

"Hiss~" He woke up faintly, and pressed his hand on the place where he was hit, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, there was a pothole on the road just now, and it bumped a bit." It was Du Ai who smoothed things over in front, and blamed his boss.

(End of this chapter)