Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 125: Big brother draws cake in reverse

The Patriarch flew into the statue with a "whoosh", and he said why his right eyelid kept twitching when he woke up today, and he was really going to lose money!

How did Li Yuanming teach his disciples? He suspected that the current Feng Shui of Sanqing Temple was not good, otherwise how could he have raised disciples who were all bad and would be thinking about this old man's coffin book all day long, hum.

Congee ignored him and looked curiously at the things Mu Xuan handed over. There were pictures and texts on them, so that she could clearly understand what was there.

The little chubby hand pointed at it one by one, "The soul-catching bell, the golden turtle shell, the thousand-pound shield... Wow, Grandmaster has so many good things!"

Porridge said in surprise.

"That's right, Grandmaster is the most outstanding person in our Sanqing Temple..." At this point, he paused, glanced at the little girl, and then changed his words, "The most outstanding person in the past certainly has many treasures."

"But Grandmaster said he was a pauper." Congee was a little confused and took out the compass and talismans in his bag. "Grandmaster said this was his last treasure."

Mu Xuan only took one glance and recognized these two things. They were both very good treasures. Sure enough, the Patriarch was the Patriarch after all.

only……

He looked at Congee and said earnestly: "Congee, Grandmaster is now a ghost."

"Huh?" Congee blinked and looked at him blankly, not knowing what he meant.

Mu Xuan said seriously: "What the ghost said is all lies. Can you believe it?"

Hearing this, Qi Zhou suddenly realized it and drew inferences from one instance to another: "It's a lot of nonsense!"

"That's right." Mu Xuan touched her head appreciatively, "That's so smart."

The Patriarch in the statue: "..."

"Traitor!" After enduring it again and again, he finally couldn't hold it back anymore. He suddenly flew out of the statue and slapped Mu Xuan on the forehead. He was so angry that his beard was blowing, "Treason!"

"Senior Brother!" Churro exclaimed. Looking at his forehead that suddenly turned red after being slapped, he felt extremely distressed. He hurriedly went over to hold his face and help him blow. While blowing, he said, "Senior Brother, don't be afraid. , it won’t hurt anymore.”

Seeing this, the Patriarch felt a little guilty. He looked at his hands, shrank his neck and said, "I didn't use any force."

After finishing his words, Mu Xuan's body softened and he fell down on the sofa, holding his forehead with his hand, and said weakly: "I'm fine, don't blame the ancestor, Qoru. The ancestor didn't do it on purpose. He is our elder." , we should also be taught a lesson.”

Grandmaster: "?"

Porridge also turned to look at him, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted angrily: "Master Patriarch, why are you beating people!"

The Patriarch gritted his teeth. Now he not only wanted to beat people, but also wanted to throw this traitor back to Sanqing Temple to be reformed!

After all, their Sanqing Temple is also a Taoist holy land with beautiful mountains and rivers and outstanding people. How come they have such a glutinous rice dumpling filled with black sesame!
Shimen is unfortunate!
The Patriarch was heartbroken and beat his chest hard, then he suppressed his soul that was turbulent with anger. He glared at the "honest and honest" Mu Xuan and said, "Tell me what you want."

"It's nothing." Mu Xuan suddenly sat up straight, held Qi Zhou in his arms, and said calmly: "If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. The founder should understand. With a good Tool, porridge will earn you merit, get twice the result with half the effort, and benefit both of you, what do you think?"

He thinks, he thinks he is a traitor!

I originally thought that Qin Lie had gone too far, but I didn't expect that he was even more ruthless and actually found out all about his family background. I don't know where this kid knew it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Xuan continued: "Not long after, the Xuanmen Conference will be held. Now Xuanmen is withering, and the disciples are mixed, lacking a backbone. Each Taoist school has its own strengths, and no one is convinced. The ancestors Master, don’t you want Sanqing Temple to be famous?”

Having said this, the Patriarch's eyebrows moved slightly, and his expression gradually became serious.

In fact, the golden light on his body, even though there was porridge, was due to lack of money, which led to the lack of pilgrims on the mountain and the decrease in incense. But more importantly, it was because the current environment was too bad and Taoism was declining. is the most important reason.If you want him to completely regain his golden glory, it is not enough to earn money and merit from porridge alone. You must also find a way to carry forward Xuanmen.

What he said makes sense.

Thinking about it, the Patriarch took something out of his sleeve, and then took out another book, "Don't you like to make medicine, Porridge? I'm giving this book to you too."

Porridge took it and looked at it. It was the "Encyclopedia of Medicinal Pills", which was said to have been lost long ago.

Porridge liked refining medicine. Once he got it, he didn't want to put it down. He quickly flipped through it, fascinated.

Seeing this, Mu Xuan thanked her on her behalf: "Thank you, Patriarch. Don't worry, we will definitely work hard to restore your golden light. We will never let you lose to the Patriarchs of other Taoist temples."

These words spoke to the heart of the Grandmaster. For people with such high moral standards, the most important thing is their face. He, a shameless person, is too embarrassed to go out, lest he be embarrassed!

Thinking about what he said, the Patriarch happily took out a mahogany sword from his sleeve and handed it to Mu Xuan, "Here you go, I see you are quite talented. Our Sanqing Temple depends on you."

"Yes, Grandmaster, don't worry." Mu Xuan said seriously.

After hearing this, the Patriarch returned to the statue, lay on his big bed, crossed his legs, and swayed happily. He had already begun to imagine how he would meet his old friends in the future, without blinding their eyes. give up!
He turned over happily, but his face suddenly froze and he sat up suddenly.

No, didn't he want to warn them not to take advantage of his coffin book?Why do you take the initiative to give things to them!
Congee, an honest and honest elder brother, can not only act, but also draw cakes.

be cheated!
He gritted his teeth, but it seemed like he was too stupid to talk about it, so he had no choice but to give up.

So angry and frustrated! -
Compared to him, Mu Xuan looked at this mahogany sword with satisfaction. It was indeed the one used by the ancestor, and it was much more powerful than the one the master had given them.

He put it away, looked at the porridge and said, "Do you like this?"

"Hmm!" Porridge nodded her little head vigorously and couldn't put it down. If it weren't for the lack of medicinal materials here, she would have tried the prescription above immediately.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was suddenly a noise outside.

Porridge looked curiously.

Seeing this, Mu Xuan walked to the window, took a look, and said, "He's from the Ninth Bureau."

After all, the Mu family has a wide network of contacts, and he knows more people.

He recognized this person as Cen Zhiyuan, the deputy director of the Ninth Bureau.

Wine shop?Why does it sound a little familiar?

Porridge scratched his head and thought about it for a long time without thinking about it. He wondered: "Why is there still this place that specializes in drinking?"

Seeing that she had misunderstood, Mu Xuan explained: "It's not the wine for drinking, it's the number nine. It's a department that specializes in dealing with supernatural events. That place is called the Ninth Bureau. The people who work in it are all my Xuanmen, and Uncle Tang is in it. "

It turned out to be the case.

When he said this, she remembered where she had heard it.

Isn't it from the idiot who bought her talisman for 100 million?

Thinking about it, she also moved over to take a look. When she saw the people outside, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said excitedly: "You idiot!"

(End of this chapter)