What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 302: The One or the Mortal?
Jiang Qi blinked, not understanding where the little girl in front of him came from.

But he didn't care, so he raised his hand to signal the other party to do whatever he wanted.

"Thanks."

Wen Xiaoqin smiled and turned to greet the boss: "Boss! Two pounds of meat, three bowls of wine!"

"Come on!"

The boss was not surprised at all. Instead, he came over with a plate with a smile on his face. He seemed to have prepared it a long time ago, and even added an extra fat chicken.

Good guy, is this girl still a regular visitor here?

Jiang Qi raised his eyebrows.

Wen Xiaoqin didn't care about Jiang Qi's gaze at all. He went straight to it, pulled out a chicken drumstick and gave it to Jiang Qi. Then he hugged the chicken and started to eat it.

Just like that, Jiang Qi watched helplessly as the little girl in front of him, who was no taller than his shoulders, ate a chicken, two kilograms of meat, and three bowls of wine.

On the other hand, the strong men at the other tables had at least four or five heads-sized wine jars at their feet.

Wen Xiaoqin blinked and muttered: "Probably the richest family is my family."

Jiang Qi answered softly.

"Jiang Qi, a poor Taoist, is a wandering Taoist."

If a Buddhist person hears this, he may burst into tears.

"That's all, just to pad my stomach."

"Then what are you doing here? This is not a rich place."

"Why don't you become a monk? You can beg for alms, so you don't have to spend money yourself."

"Aren't you afraid of overeating?"

Wen Xiaoqin said with a silly smile.

"I still have some troubles."

Jiang Qi couldn't help but ask.

Wen Xiaoqin now remembered that she hadn't asked the little Taoist priest his name yet.

Jiang Qi smiled and said nothing. It was obvious that the little girl was already a little drunk.

If you can really turn this Taoist priest in front of you into a monk, I, Daleiyin Temple, will give you a golden body!

Wen Xiaoqin smiled proudly and said: "I am a martial arts practitioner, and I am born with eight meridians and a strong heart. Even though I am small, even three strong men cannot compare to me in terms of appetite."

Jiang Qi just pretended that he didn't hear the last sentence and said with a smile: "A monk does not seek wealth."

Her drinking capacity was not really good. After three bowls of rice wine, her face turned red.

"Then what do you do with your meal?"

"By the way, I don't know what your name is yet."

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or maybe it was his cheerful nature, but Wen Xiaoqin pulled Jiang Qi and asked him many questions.

Jiang Qi also kept talking.

After an hour, night fell completely, and this simple tavern lost its warmth.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves sounded outside the tavern.

I saw two tall horses pulling the cart towards the tavern.

A man dressed as a housekeeper came down from the top. When he saw Wen Xiaoqin, his eyes lit up, and then he smiled helplessly.

"Miss, why are you drunk again? Come on, come on, follow me home."

The housekeeper said in a helpless voice.

"Oh"

Wen Xiaoqin nodded drowsily, and then he got the strength from nowhere and jumped up, almost knocking the old housekeeper down.

"Go home, go home!"

She shouted, then looked at Jiang Qi and grabbed Jiang Qi's sleeve.

"Jiang Qi! Come home with me! You don't have anywhere to live anyway, so go sleep at my house!"

"We are friends. When a friend comes to my territory, I can't make you suffer!"

Wen Xiaoqin said very loyally.

"Thanks, but..."

Jiang Qi smiled and spoke, but before he finished speaking, his sleeve was gently tugged by the old housekeeper beside him.

"Little Taoist Master, please help me. My young lady is like this. If she doesn't meet her demands, she won't come home alive or dead. Are you going to treat her like a child?"

The old housekeeper whispered.

When Jiang Qi heard this, he blinked and said, "Then I'll bother you."

"What are you doing Wen Zou Zou? Come on!"

Wen Xiaoqin patted Jiang Qi's shoulder vigorously, then leaned on the maid who came with the car and fell asleep.

The tall and thick maid picked up her young lady very skillfully and walked towards the carriage.

The old housekeeper asked Jiang Qi to get in the car, and said with a smile: "Young Taoist Master, I don't know, but my old lady is the most kind to monks. Whenever monks, monks, nuns, etc. come to visit, she will be treated well." "The old lady must be a blessed person. "

Jiang Qi naturally knew what the other party wanted to hear, so he followed the words.

But this is true, it is indeed a matter of virtue.

"Hahahaha!"

The old housekeeper laughed and asked about Jiang Qi without leaving any trace.

Jiang Qi is also in the same old style, talking about wandering around and talking about a small sect.

After a while, the carriage stopped.

Jiang Qi got out of the car and saw an exquisite house in front of him, which was indeed unique in this town.

The gatekeepers were two big men in well-dressed clothes, and you could tell at a glance that they had been trained.

The old housekeeper and Jiang Qi were both men. In order to avoid suspicion, they first waited for the maid to carry Wen Xiaoqin into the house before walking in.

"It's late today, so the Taoist priest will stay the night. Tomorrow, I will take the Taoist priest to see my master and my old lady."

The housekeeper led Jiang Qi to the guest room in the side courtyard and said with a smile.

"Excuse me."

Jiang Qi smiled and nodded.

After the old housekeeper left, Jiang Qi blew out the oil lamp and lay on the bed.

Jiang Qi opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Therefore, Uncle Shi sent him to this small town, and Laojun took back his Taoist robe as a reminder.

What do you want to find here?

Jiang Qi thought to himself, but had no clue for a while.

This town has no secrets, it is just a simple mortal town with some martial arts practitioners.

But let alone Jiang Qi, even a newbie can easily defeat a dozen so-called martial arts masters with one hand.

Before Jiang Qi came in, he looked at it with his spiritual consciousness.

Within a million miles, there are no monsters, no cultivators, and no special places.

A gathering place for simple mortals.

He may be the only practitioner within a million miles, and he is also the Taiyi True Immortal.

Jiang Qi couldn't help but think.

etc.
The only practitioner?
do you mean this?

No, it's not.

Jiang Qi immediately overturned this guess. His uncle couldn't let him show off the greatness of an immortal in front of a group of mortals, right?

Then
Jiang Qi raised his finger and touched his heart again.

"buzz"

Invisible ripples flashed.

The heart, which had not pumped once for more than ten years, began to beat frequently again.

Just like a mortal.

That's right, Jiang Qi banned his own cultivation.

Now, in a sense, Jiang Qi is also a mortal.

In this way, at least within a million miles around, it can be said that there is not even a single cultivator.

Not to mention an immortal.

Will it be so?
Jiang Qi thought.

He wasn't sure, but it didn't stop him from trying.

After doing all this, Jiang Qi felt a long-lost sleepiness, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Silent all night.

The next day, it was bright.

Jiang Qi was still lying in bed. He hadn't slept like this for a long time.

It's a nice experience to come here once in a while.

But there will always be people who spoil the scenery.

"Bang bang bang!"

Someone knocked on Jiang Qi's door.

Then Wen Xiaoqin's voice came.

"Jiang Qi! It's time to eat!"

(End of this chapter)