I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 181

Daoist Le Sheng sat on a chair with a solemn expression, looking up at the two of them.

Gu Yao patted Wu Shuzhu's hand beside him, motioned for her to leave, and said, "Master Lesheng, are you the Taoist priest from Maoshan who invented the white paper talisman?"

It was still Mr. Liu who replied: "That's right, Daoist Master, my master has practiced for nearly a hundred years, and he is your senior. You should be more respectful and not be so presumptuous."

The Taoist raised his head slightly, and looked at Gu Yao with cold eyes: "It's this seat, Bao Yuan, you step back."

Bao Yuan is Mr. Liu's name. Hearing the Taoist's words, he took two steps back and put his hands on his abdomen cautiously, with a very respectful attitude.

"This seat wants to buy all the red ginseng wine. Since you are the real shopkeeper here, then make a price."

His tone was rather haughty, which made Gu Yao involuntarily think of the group of Taoist priests he met not long ago.

At that moment, he smiled slightly and said from the bottom of his heart: "Not for sale."

"Ok?"

Daoist Le Sheng's expression froze, he glanced up and down at Gu Yao, and stood up: "What did you say? You didn't sell it to me?"

A chilly breath gushed out from his body, forcing him over.

Gu Yao used Qi, and the air flow surged all over his body to protect himself: "Could it be that the Taoist priest wants to buy it by force?"

Le Sheng took a step forward, and the blue bricks on the ground cracked with a crisp sound, and a gap quickly crawled towards Gu Yao from under his feet.

"This red ginseng wine is sold every day, but you don't sell it to me. Are you looking down on me?"

This guy's cultivation level is a bit higher than mine, but that's all. But I don't know what kind of insidious spells he will have, so it's better to be careful.

Gu Yao made up his mind, the Golden Light Curse rose, and a golden light flashed on his skin.

He also stepped out, stepped on the end of the gap, and stamped it out, and the green bricks under his feet instantly turned into powder: "Friend Daoist, I'm afraid you have to pay for the bricks in the store first."

From Daoist Lesheng to Daoist, and then to fellow Daoist, Gu Yao's address to him became more and more disrespectful, which made Lesheng, who was used to being respected by others, feel a haze in his heart.

He lowered his face and his hands turned into white jade, wisps of cold smoke overflowed: "Little Taoist priest, you really don't respect seniors."

Bai Yu raised her hand and shook it.

Gu Yao's hands were covered with thunder, and he took the initiative to shake them: "They are all Maoshan Taoist priests, what kind of Taoism do they learn? Listening to your words, is it possible that you really regard your own Taoist temple as a formal Taoist temple?"

The palms of the two touched, thunder and frost exchanged, and a low hiss sounded.

Gu Yao was a little surprised, this Lesheng Taoist really has some skills.

Lei Fa can suppress and eliminate many spells, but against his cold palm, although he has the upper hand, he can still resist, and even the chill spreads into his body.

With a thought in his mind, he clenched Le Sheng who was about to withdraw his hand: "Taoist Le Sheng, can you tell me what is going on with your white talisman? What relationship do you have with that Taoist Yushan?"

Thunder four, water travels thunder.

The thunder and lightning that had been shining and violent suddenly became gentle and covered the hands of the two of them. The white air from Le Sheng's white jade hand was covered by the thunder and lightning like the water.

Le Sheng's complexion changed drastically, and his arms began to tremble uncontrollably.

The water thunder penetrated everywhere, the white jade hand couldn't block it, instead it was invaded into the arm, just for such a moment, he felt as if his hand was about to melt away.

The movement of pulling out his hand was even more violent, and even Mr. Liu behind him could see that something was wrong.

Lei Fa is really easy to use. Gu Yao sighed in his heart: "Le Sheng Xiaodao, have you reported your white talisman to Jing Yesi? I remember something like this, it seems that it needs to be reported, right? A patrolling master came here just now , probably not far away. Huh?"

The clenched hands suddenly emptied.

Le Sheng took a few steps back, both hands melted, and drops of water dripped down his arms to the ground, leaving black ice cubes.

"Little Taoist priest, who are you?"

Gu Yao didn't answer, staring at Le Sheng's hands.

In the dry and bald arm, white jade grew and re-grew into the palm.

"What a magical spell, what is it called?" Gu Yao praised.

Seeing Gu Yao's attitude, Le Sheng snorted: "I just suffered a loss because of my carelessness. This place is not suitable for fighting skills. If you have the courage, then come to my Qingyu Mountain to fight."

Waving the robe, two pale arms were hidden in the robe, he avoided Gu Yao, and strode out.

Mr. Liu also hurriedly took small steps to follow, but was stopped by Gu Yao: "Mr. Liu, money."

"Money for floor tiles."

Mr. Liu looked at Le Sheng who had gone out, and anxiously took out a handful of bank notes, stuffed them into Gu Yao's arms, and followed him out.

After they walked away, the trembling wild grass breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over: "Fellow Daoist, you shouldn't offend Daoist Lesheng."

Gu Yao took out a bank note from his pocket: "What do you mean by that?"

"You don't know, several Daoist priests in Luoyang have a covenant, and they will deal with foreign comrades together, so for so many years, there are only a few Daoist priests, and we are just begging for something under their noses. to eat."

"Now that you have offended one person, the others will definitely deal with you. If you really go to Qingyu Mountain, they will definitely attack together."

Gu Yao counted the bank notes: "Maoshan will also have a covenant? It's just an alliance of interests, nothing to be afraid of, I have my own way to deal with it."

Now I have a triple amulet.

One is my own strength. If I really do it, as long as I don't fall into a trap or something, I must have the advantage. Even if they join forces, with the Golden Light Curse and Thunder Technique, I can still fight and walk.

The second is his own Jingyuan brand. Unless Ye Mao is crazy, he would not dare to attack a fourth-rank official, otherwise he will die without a place to bury him.

The third is the old way. My master sleeps on it. If life is really in danger, it is also on the opposite side.

As for the covenant, it is probably to help each other, it is really life-threatening, and they will only run faster than anyone else.

Every wild grass with a successful cultivation base and a long lifespan must have the skills of adapting to the wind, running away, and admitting mistakes in time.

After talking to these wild weeds a few more times, they went back to their room to pack their luggage and left here swiftly.

The Yaozhu Inn, which was still lively at first, became deserted all of a sudden.

Even the two juniors resigned from their official positions and ran away.

Wu Shuzhu took the bank notes in Gu Yao's hand, counted them happily, and sighed.

"what do you mean?"

"Oh, Xiao Er told me when I left just now that you offended those big wild weeds to death, and those wild weeds ran away now because they were afraid of being implicated by you, and they were also related to many wealthy families in the city. Even the government can speak up, and our inn will definitely be targeted."

She sighed happily, and forced to say sadly: "Xiao Er, thinking about my high salary, advised me to sell this place as soon as possible and move quickly, lest this place be spoiled and worthless, oh, yes, and lest My reputation has also been ruined."

Gu Yao tilted his head: "Then where are you going to move?"

"I'm not going to move. My brother is on duty at the yamen. There will be nothing wrong with the yamen. When Nuo God comes back, they will not be our opponents. Who should be afraid?" She was full of confidence.

Gu Yao nodded: "Okay, since you are so confident, I will leave it to you. Call me if you have something to do, and I will ask my master."

He turned and went upstairs, and found Lao Dao's room.

Knocked on the door, but there was no response. When I pushed the door, I found that the door was locked. I wanted to break in, but felt inappropriate.

Hesitating at the door for a while, Gu Yao came out of his body and walked into the room.

"Theoretically, my yin spirit is too small, and it will dissipate within a few feet when I leave my body."

"However, he is too solid, maybe he can take a few more steps."

The little three-inch yin god, with a halo on his top, wearing a star gauze, walked out of the Niwan Palace, and every time he took a small step, he grew a little more illusory.

Passing through the door like a ghost, he walked in.

The old man was sleeping again, very fast.

In Yinshen's eyes, he exudes a golden light, sometimes faint, sometimes bright.

The window in the house was open, and Gu Yao approached slowly, trying to close the window, but passed through empty space.

"Ah, what a fool, the Yin God can't touch the real thing."

Gu Yao looked at his incomparably illusory body, some parts were still lingering like smoke, and smirked.

He estimated the distance from the physical body outside the lower door to here, about four feet, and he was very satisfied.

"Three inches can walk four feet, as expected of me."

"It is said that if you step out of nine feet, you will be stricken by the evil wind. If you can withstand it, you will sharpen your ghost, and if you cannot withstand it, your soul will be damaged. Do you want to try?"

A bold idea came to my mind, and then I dismissed it.

"Forget it, forget it, Yinhun is as important as little Gu Yao, if you are blown into a fool, you will suffer."

Gu Yao looked at the old man again, and walked back slowly.

"The old man likes to sleep a lot these days, and I don't know why?"

Thinking back to when he was in Baie Mountain in the past, the old man only rested for an hour or two every day, and thinking about the current situation, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Standing at the door in a daze for a while, he went down again.

"You came back so soon? Have you finished talking to your master?"

Wu Shuzhu sat in front of a table, and the enthusiastic commander Gu Mu was a little surprised to see Gu Yao come back.

Gu Yao shook his head, chatted casually with her about Luoyang, and those Taoist priests.

"I have only heard of four Daoist priests. One of them is not compatible with those three. He has been retreating and is almost forgotten by others. Now the most successful ones are Le Sheng, Bao Tian and Hong Yu."

Wu Shuzhu shook his head and shook his head: "But they are just like that. They are famous among wealthy businessmen, and they are not comparable to regular Taoist priests. There are many regular Taoist priests in Luoyang. If it wasn't because the fees were too expensive, it wouldn't be the three of them who are so arrogant."

"By the way, Luoyang has a branch of Pure Yuan Dao. Do you want to take a look? Everyone who comes to Luoyang will walk there for two days."

Wu Shuzhu winked suddenly.

Gu Yao shook his head: "No, what's the point, it's just a Taoist temple."

"It's boring." She slackened off at once, with a huge conscience on the table, "Chun Yuan Dao is so lively, but unfortunately they are all men, and it's not easy for me to go as a woman. If you are misunderstood, don't go." alright."

The two chattered for a while, watching the Gu mother slowly fill up all the green bricks.

Thus passed the day.

There wasn't a single guest, but the cook at the back prepared the last meal. When the time came, he left with other workers.

In an instant, Yaozhu Inn collapsed into an empty shell.

Gu Yao looked at Wu Shuzhu who was eating food heartlessly: "Are you not worried at all? What if there are guests? Can you cook?"

Satisfied, she put down the bowls and chopsticks and put them on her waist: "No, just let them eat elsewhere. Here, they only provide accommodation."

"What about the guests at night? Are you going to stay up at the counter all the time? There is no curfew in Luoyang."

She wilted again in an instant: "Then don't do it."

"You don't do this, you don't do that, will you drink the northwest wind in the future?"

Wu Shuzhu stared angrily: "Then what should I do? Was it not your fault?"

Gu Yao looked outside and said in a low voice: "Otherwise, I'll get rid of those Daoist priests, gather those wild weeds, and work here? Isn't this street all yours? You."

"Wait, only half of the street is mine, and the other half is yours. Don't make up my mind about that half of the street."

Wu Shuzhu interrupted him, very vigilant.

Gu Yao: "All right, it's on my half. They open some medicine shops, fortune-telling stalls and the like. They all have the skills. Let them live by these, and prevent them from engaging in tricks like fairy dancing. "

"It's up to you, it's your business anyway."

"Women Xia, honorable disciple of Nuo God, I need your help. I won't stay here for a long time, I will leave in a few days at most, and I still need your care."

After talking hard, she praised her hard, and finally got her to agree.

"Don't worry, I will get rid of those three weeds. Those who are close to ink are black. That Lesheng has something to do with Yushan. I don't believe there is nothing wrong with him."

Gu Yao said in high spirits.

At this moment, the old Taoist voice floated over: "You have already decided to establish your own sect in such a short time?"

Gu Yao turned his head and saw the old man walking down the stairs.

"The territory is already established. As long as those wild grasses are not bad-hearted, you can give them a safe place to live openly, and they will definitely follow you. And if the wild grasses can survive, at least their brains are flexible. enough."

"Then as long as you find some talented children and take them as disciples, your strength will also become stronger, and you will be the prototype of a sect."

Gu Yao said with a smile: "Let's talk about it later, I just had a whim."

The old man walked leisurely to the door and looked at the lit lanterns outside: "This sudden whim at least proves that you have always had such an idea in your heart."

"You don't think so?"

"Whatever you want, the Golden Light Curse and the secrets of the Daomen cannot be taught. They will allow you to learn it alone, but they will not allow you to spread their inheritance."

Gu Yao agreed: "That's natural, and I wouldn't be so stupid. If there is a disciple, I will only teach him the three thousand words of water movement, Tianxinlei, and five fire palms."

The old man turned around and glanced at him: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone."

Step out, follow the street, all the way forward.

Gu Yao bid farewell to Wu Shuzhu, and ran to keep up: "Who are you looking for?"

"Didn't you say someone was going to kill you?"

"That's right, King Huainan and Duke Zhao."

"Take you to see Quanzhi. If you want to know anything, just ask him. The requiem incense I bought before is his reward."

So old that he took him through the streets, as if he had no purpose, walking through various places at will.

Night market, flower street, cruise ship, Goulan.
Go anywhere.

Gu Yao patted the smell of rouge on his body, just as he strayed into the hook bar, a group of women rushed up, and even pulled his clothes to look inside: "Old man, don't you know where the all know?"

"Yes, we have to wait for him to come to us. Now, we are looking for his eyeliner."

"Eyeliner. By the way, I met a dirt mouse in the inn during the day, could it be his eyeliner?"

As he said that, he took advantage of the situation and talked about Yushan and Lesheng, Baifu and Zaoshu, and Jingyuan Order.

The old Taoist listened and shook his head: "The mud mouse's magic is too low-end, he doesn't like it, but what you said is that you can ask him directly, and he should know, but the requiem incense may not be enough. Think about it."

The two walked through the streets and alleys that became more and more secluded.

Suddenly, the old man stood still: "He is here."

"Here? Where?"

Gu Yao looked around and noticed a small bag bulging under the old man's feet.

A little monkey-like thing emerged from the soil, screaming and beckoning the two of them to follow it.

Gu Yao looked at this thing carefully, it was completely black, its size was similar to that of a mouse, and it looked exactly like a monkey, except that its ears were extremely big, like a big cattail fan, it jumped up and down as it walked, leading them into the darkness.

The old Taoist explained in time: "This is the Ear Reporter Boy, a ghost with a special aura. The one you see now is only in the form of a child, and has almost no lethality. It needs to be fed with ghosts to make it grow up. "

"When he grows up, he will be an extremely cruel Zongmu boy."

"It's all thanks to these ghosts that Quanzhi can understand most of the world's news."

The ear-news boy was walking, stopped, and squeaked a few times to signal the two to stop.

After the two stopped, it tore off its big ears and put them on the ground.

A door of black mist rises from the ground.

After the black mist rose, it slowly condensed and turned into the shape of a courtyard gate.

Inside the gate is a building similar to the Town God's Temple, but there are faint green lights inside, and it looks like a hall of hell with a deep ghostly aura.

The ear newspaper boy covered his bald head, let out a strange cry, and signaled the two to go in.

After Gu Yao walked in, he turned around and saw that the black mist had subsided, turned back into his ears, and was inserted back by it.

"Boy, plug and play."

Seeing that he was distracted, the old Taoist reminded him in a low voice: "Be careful, knowing everything is not a good thing, don't be tricked."

"Yes."

Gu Yao hurriedly looked away, looking at the ghost temple ahead.

The courtyard was very desolate, and there were no other living creatures or ghosts. The newsboy didn't follow, but stayed where he came in.

The two walked into the house, the light in the house was dim, and the green candlelight reflected on their bodies, making it appear that everyone was glowing green, which was really uncomfortable.

Gu Yao narrowed his eyes and looked inside carefully.

It really looks like the Temple of the City God, two rows of thick beads are neatly arranged, a curtain hangs down, and strange patterns are painted on the curtain, and the walls on both sides are painted with colorful engravings of ghosts and gods fighting with people, and there are weapon racks in front of the wall. , weapons such as knives, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks gleamed coldly.

It's just that there is a small and exquisite copper bottle in the place where the statue of the city god should be.

The old man snorted: "I know everything, if you haven't come out yet, could it be that you want me to smash your kennel?"

"Hahahaha"

What responded to him was a series of dense and miserable laughter, like the mournful cry of apes and the cuckoo's cry of blood, which made people feel sad.

"Shanyuan, if you really kill me, that would be really great. What's the difference between I'm alive and dead?"

It was another Gu Yao who wanted to die, and looked into the house by using the technique of opening up to the secluded.

Seeing this, I was startled.

A ghost with two heads stands on both sides holding a steel fork, and the pillars are covered with ear newspaper boys.

Just as he swept over, countless pairs of pitch-black eyes were staring at him with shining green light, making his back shiver.

The old man raised his hand, and a pure white flame ignited: "Really? If you really want to die, why would you be active now? Go out and be Jing Yesi."

The white flame emitted an incomparably hot and radiant light. The earnews boys hurriedly hid behind the pillars, and the green candlelight in the room suddenly turned into a normal red and white.

"Shanyuan, what are you here for? Could it be that you are leaving and came to see my old friend?"

The sound became normal, the copper pot shook twice, and a huge head squeezed out from it.

Only then did the old Taoist put away his white fire: "I know everything, but you still have this virtue."

"Hahaha, I don't want to, but you don't want to help me, what can I do?"

"You are no longer human, and I don't want to kill you. It's best if you stay in this pot."

When the two were talking, Gu Yao looked at the big head.

With a bun in the sky, exaggerated oil paint on the face, the face is aging, and the lips are thick and bright red, like a child who has been ripened.

The most eye-catching thing is his big eyes, which are the size of eggs.

Thinking about what the two said just now, Gu Yao guessed that he was the so-called "Zongmu boy".

"Your apprentice? You are so handsome, I was like him back then, but ended up falling down"

The old Taoist interrupted: "Don't be shameless, I don't know how ugly you were back then."

The corner of Quanzhi's mouth turned down slightly: "What's your business, tell me quickly, and get the hell out of here."

The old Taoist took out a kit: "Requiem incense, continue."

The kit was thrown out, but Quanzhi took one bite, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

Immediately, white smoke came out from the ears, nostrils, and the copper pot.

"It's so refreshing."

"Okay, Gu Yao, you ask."

Gu Yao walked out from behind the old Taoist: "I want to know about the Huainan Prince's Mansion and Zhao Guogong. Among their descendants, is there a descendant named Luo? Now we should find a way to compete for the place in Fuxi Pagoda."

"In addition, I also want to know about the three wild grasses in Luoyang, they are"

Gu Yao asked out of his mind.

Quanzhi was shrouded in white smoke: "You have to ask too much, so little"

A flash of strength flashed, and the copper pot made a loud noise, and it was embedded in the wall.

"He asked, you said, no matter how much nonsense you talk, I will kill you and search for your soul. You taught me the Qingming soul technique."

The big head turned twice: "Shanyuan, you can't kill me, you"

The old Taoist took out another bag of tips: "My time in the world is running out. For my disciple, even the Heavenly Master's Mansion doesn't dare to stop me now. Do you want to try?"

The big head opened its mouth and closed it again.

After a moment of silence, it laughed wildly: "Great, you're going to die too, it's worse than death. Hahahaha, I'm so happy, little baby, you ask, as long as I know, what do I want?" I'll tell you all."

It laughed wildly, its head kept shaking, and crazily hit the wall behind it, and finally the copper pot fell off with a snap.

His big head was shaking on the dais: "Let me think about it, you are asking about Huainan King"

"Wait, I have other questions to ask first."

Gu Yao interrupted: "What do you mean by what you just said is worse than death?"

(End of this chapter)