One thought of Acacia, one thought of perseverance

Chapter 9

In the afternoon, Rong Chenzi prepared some antidote, and first applied the mussel to the eyes.Rong Chenzi's five fingers are slender, and every nail is trimmed properly. He is tall, and he has never been careless in his life. There is a sense of righteousness in his demeanor.It's just that the meticulous work is not familiar enough.

In the end, even the clam started to feel a little worried: "Zhiguan, don't try to save trouble and just poke me blind!!"

Rong Chenzi coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed, and casually threw the mutton fat white jade bottle to the big apprentice beside him.Qingxuan had no choice but to accept this fateful job.The mussel was rolling around on Rong Chenzi's big arhat bed, non-stop: "Zhiguan, when will you help me avenge?"

Rong Chenzi sat cross-legged on the side of the bed, flipping through a copy of "Huang Ting Inner Scenery": "We have to wait for Qingsu to find out the facts, and then release them with evidence. If the matter is indeed what she did, it is not easy to be poor." Let it be."

He Mu was not happy: "Hmph! The things you have promised are not counted! Could it be that you are greedy for Nafuya's beauty..."

Before she finished speaking, Rong Chenzi got up and left. When a gentleman meets a woman, he can't explain why.Confucius said that only women and villains are difficult to raise, and this mussel has both!
At night, Rong Chenzi explained "Wenchang Emperor Yin Zhi Wen" to his disciples.The mussel soaked in the water tank in the dining hall all afternoon, and finally returned to his room. The weather was too hot, and she couldn't sleep, so she lay on Rong Chenzi's bed, drinking his tea and flipping through his scriptures. In the end, because of low self-esteem, she tore up all the things in the book that she couldn't understand.But this guy is ignorant all day long, so what she can understand... is really very little.

When the weather cooled down at night, He Mu finally fell asleep, and Rong Chenzi went back to his room after preaching the scriptures, but the room full of small paper balls greeted him.Even if he is as self-cultivated as he is, he is paralyzed and furious.He threw off the quilt and beat it down with a whisk.

The big river clam didn't know that he tore up the manuscript of the patriarch, and was hit on the back by Rong Chenzi's whisk, almost cracking the clam shell.

His Majesty the Sea Emperor suddenly became demonic, and it yelled angrily: "Stinky cow nose, I call you a fairy! How dare you hurt my clam shell! I will kill me today! I will kill myself first, then I will kill you, and finally I will kill you all!" Your disciples and grandchildren!"

"..." Rong Chenzi made a handprint and stopped halfway, his anger filled with anger as if being poured with cold water.After a quarter of an hour, he shook his head and sighed deeply, then he bent down and began to pick up the balls of paper on the ground. After picking them up for a while, he shook his head and sighed deeply again.

Rong Chenzi found needles, threads and paste, and carefully laid out the pages of the book under the lamp, carefully gluing them down one by one.The clam didn't make a sound, just watched coldly from the side of the couch: "I told you to take it out to play, but you didn't take it, and if you asked you to take revenge, you didn't go, and you dared to hit Lao Tzu's clamshell when you came back, hum!!"

Rong Chenzi stuck the two scriptures together for several hours, and finally finished sorting them out, and it was almost dawn.After he lay down and turned off the light, he became a little hazy when the river clam quietly touched his side, opened its two clam shells wide, and snapped at his right arm and snapped them together.Rong Chenzi sat up startled, his right arm was in pain, no matter how good his temper was, he was now furious.

He folded his arms and bent down, his whole body trembling with anger, he didn't have the slightest Taoist dignity: "How dare you bite! You, you, you..."

The mussel's lower jaw was so heavy that it seemed to break his right arm.Rong Chenzi finally made up his mind - this mussel is no longer raised, no more! !
He strung up the clam with his belt, and walked out angrily.I don't know what method was used, but the clam twisted left and right, but it couldn't turn back into a human body.She was also annoyed, and of course she had nothing good to say: "You bastard, let me go! You don't know how to talk, you don't know how to see, huh, you can't walk when you see that Fuya! I think you are full of benevolence and morality. Full of male thieves and female whores!!"

Rong Chenzi pursed his lips tightly, resisting the urge to smash her into pieces with one foot, originally wanted to throw her back into the sea, but now he didn't care, just let her go at the foot of Lingxia Mountain, turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, they met the real people Xingzhi and Yuyang from Jiuding Palace, coming face to face.The two of them wore Taoist crowns and Taoist robes because they wanted to go to Qingxu to see Fu Ya, and they were also very surprised to see Rong Chenzi's angry face—Taoism pays attention to majesty, and Rong Chenzi is even more noble. Obviously, it's really not easy to get him so angry.

The two of them walked forward, and he also faintly heard some of He Mu's words, and only caught words like "husband and woman" and "male thief and female prostitute", which immediately carried a hint of snickering.The real person who walks and stops is not a kind person, he immediately released the form-binding spell on He Mu's body, and he also kindly asked, "Infinite Buddha, what is this for?"

Before Rong Chenzi could open his mouth, the clam had already turned into a human body, and she was furious: "He was with that Fuya every day, and he only came back to his room at midnight today, and even beat me when he got back to his room!!"

Rong Chenzi hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Master Yuyang spoke: "Friend Daoist, isn't this your tripod vessel, why did you make such a fuss?"

Rong Chen's face was slightly hot, he didn't want to make his family ugly in front of others, so he had to lower his voice to coax the mussel again: "I don't stay with Fu Ya every day, don't you know if I go back to the room or not? Returning tonight is only to lecture on scriptures, what does it have to do with Fuya!"

Although his voice was low, how could the ears of Xingzhi and Yuyang not be able to hear it.The two looked at each other, holding back smiles with stern faces.That mussel didn't intend to forget about it: "Fuck me, you're still planning to throw me away!!"

Rong Chenzi was slightly annoyed: "That's not because you pinched Pindao's arm!"

He Mu was furious: "If you don't hit me, will I pinch your arm? You stinky Taoist priest," she pointed to Xingzhi and Yuyang who were holding back their laughter, "And you two, none of you stinky Taoist priests Good stuff!! Hmph! One set of bed and another set of bed, it’s a lie!!”

The two were affected by the fire at the city gate, and they touched their noses without saying a word.Rong Chenzi's face was flushed, he was extremely angry, but he calmed down.He took a deep breath, and finally coaxed in a low voice: "Stop making trouble, it's ugly in front of people."

The mussel raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows: "Now you know it's ugly? Why didn't you think it was ugly when a man hit a woman when you hit me? Today, I..."

She yelled louder and louder, Rong Chenzi gritted his teeth: "I'll give you a piece of meat tonight, go back."

The clam immediately couldn't care less about being angry again—he was drooling: "Really?"

Rong Chenzi turned his face away and didn't answer.She beamed: "Okay then!!"

She didn't need to urge her anymore, she bounced up the hill.The Reverend Xingzhi and the Reverend Yuyang almost died of laughter, and Rong Chenzi let out a long sigh, sadly finding out that he can change his career to sell meat after he is not a good person.

Back in the temple, Xingzhi and Yuyang were going to find Fuya, but Master Yuyang was always worried about the blood pupil technique.Rong Chenzi is the master, so he has no choice but to accompany him.His right arm was still in severe pain, and he could only bear it all the way, but secretly asked Qingxuan to find a piece of beef.

When he returned to his room for a nap at noon, the mussel was lying on his chest, his fingers were slender and white: "This piece of meat is fat, this piece is chewy, ah, the breast meat is also good..."

It seemed that Rong Chenzi would not be able to sleep peacefully without meat, he hardly slept at night, he really couldn't stand such a torment, so he had to tell her: "Go out first and ask Qingxuan to come in."

For the sake of meat, the mussels are very obedient.Not long after, Qingxuan came in with a silver plate, and seeing that the mussel had indeed gone out, he took out a piece of bloody beef from under the plate and handed it to Rong Chenzi.

Rong Chenzi calmly cut his right arm, took blood and smeared it all over.Then he pretended to bandage his arm and waved: "Go."

The mussel ate the meat as she wished, but she was very suspicious. It was better to smell the delicious meat in her mouth, and there was no obvious change in her cultivation level after eating it.For this reason, she approached Rong Chenzi many times, and Rong Chenzi was annoyed by her, and finally analyzed with her: "Could it be seven yuan a course of treatment?"

(End of this chapter)