Ghost Husband, Don't Stop

Above the hall, in the middle of the hall, was a signboard. On it were three large words: "Hall of the Ancestor".

This should be the main hall of the Three Immortal Monastery. Outside the main hall, two meters below the stairs, there was a square cauldron with four horns carved in bronze. Above the square cauldron, smoke and fire surrounded it.

He pointed to the Old Hall in front of him and told me that every morning at 5 a.m. and at 9 p.m., all the Daoist priests from the Three Immortal Monastery would come to the Great Hall to listen to the host's lecture. If I was interested, I could also come and listen after dinner tonight.

I smiled and said 'Okay'. Taoist Su changed his direction and waited for me to head south.

At this moment, the Yuan Ring also stopped and told us that he still had to return to guard at the entrance and let us rest first.

When the Yuan Ring left, Dao Elder Su told me that Yuan Kong and the Yuan Ring were both disciples of his senior brother, and his senior brother was also the host of the Three Immortal Monastery, known as Changbai.

In the entire Three Immortal Monastery, the three of them had the highest seniority.

The Sect Leader, Daoist Master Bai, was the Eldest Senior Brother. Above him, there was also Senior Brother Zhang Song, and Dao Elder Su was the youngest. He was also the elder among the three of them that had yet to accept disciples.

After Taoist Su said this, I also probably understood why the Yuan Ring would follow us and walk on this path. Although he was accompanying us just now, and when he walked here, he lowered his head and gave us a pleasing look, but those eyes were always intentionally floating towards me.

He's probably curious about why this little uncle-master of his, who never takes in disciples, accepted a female disciple like me after swimming in the Outer Clouds.

While we walked, Daoist Priest Su introduced me. Senior Brother Yuan Kong arranged my residence at the Bamboo Creek Pavilion. In the southernmost area of the Three Immortal Monastery, there were very few people.

As a girl, there are naturally inconvenient places for me to live in the Three Immortal Monastery, which is full of men.

The more I followed Taoist Su, the fewer people I found around us. The small road was very quiet, with bamboo trees growing on both sides of the small stone road. On the way, I saw only a few young Taoists, who were also taking care of the bamboo sticks with tools.

Pointing in the opposite direction, he mysteriously moved close to my ear and whispered to me, "The magical artifact you need is in the north, in the forest. You can rest here today, but I'll bring you there tomorrow."

I curiously looked in the direction that Su Shen pointed at. Not to mention the Three Immortal Temple, even the entire Hua Wu Mountain is covered in bamboo, high and low, but from afar, in the middle of a dense bamboo forest, there is a small area. The forest is especially conspicuous, and I can't see what kind of tree it is clearly from a distance.

After walking forward for a while, they had finally arrived!

When we arrived at the Bamboo Creek Pavilion that Dao Elder Su spoke of, I noticed that it wasn't a building. More accurately, it was a courtyard.

The small courtyard, besides the small path that led directly to the room after entering, was surrounded by wildflowers. At the back, in the middle was a slightly short, one-story house. Although the house wasn't big, from the outside, the structure of the house was extremely exquisite.

There were a few bamboos planted right beside the house. They were very tall and green in color. When the wind blew from all directions, they would smell like the fragrance of bamboo.

Outside the courtyard, there was a wattled fencing that was at my waist. Once we entered the courtyard, I stretched out my arms and raised my head. Taking a deep breath, I thought, "This is probably how it is."

Taoist Su looked at me and laughed twice. He asked if I was satisfied with the place.

I smiled and nodded, saying, "Dao leader, I heard that Shu is a place with outstanding talents. I didn't expect the buildings in your monastery to be so beautiful! Although this small courtyard does not seem to be very big, it is not even possible to see such an environment in the city! "

He told me to come in and have a look. When I had just walked to the entrance of the house, I saw Yuankong pushing open the door and coming out. He was lowering his head, crossing the threshold and patting his wrinkled daoist robe.

I took a step back and almost collided with him.

When Yuan Kong saw me, he immediately lowered his head, bowed to me, and called me 'benefactor'.

I hastily waved my hand and politely said, "Senior Brother Yuan Kong, there's no need to be so courteous. Just call me little Ren."

At this moment, Daoist Master Su also walked over. Yuankong said that the bedding in the room had already been prepared for me.

"Little Ren, you can stay here for now. Someone will come call for you at dinner time."

I stood at the entrance of the Bamboo Creek Pavilion and watched Senior Brother Yuan Kong and Taoist Su leave. The two of them slowly walked away along the small path before turning around and running into the courtyard like happy rabbits.

Other than the wild flowers and weeds in the yard, all the other directions around the house were filled with bamboo. However, these bamboo trees were not as dense as the bamboo forests in the Three Immortal Monastery.

The sun was about to set. For most of the day, I had been sitting in the car for a long time, especially on the way up the mountain. I had vomited everything out of my stomach, and now my stomach was rumbling.

I dragged the suitcase into the house. Inside the box was the instant noodles I had bought at the train station. The interior was simple: a bamboo table with bamboo chairs, a bamboo bed, and a single electric appliance.

I plugged my phone into the charger and laid down comfortably on the bamboo bed. I opened the instant noodles, crushed them, and casually grabbed a handful and stuffed them into my mouth.

Mu Feng stood in front of me and looked at me gently while smiling. I shifted my gaze away from him and intentionally avoided him as I looked at him lovingly.

"Eat slower, don't choke!"

I lazily lay there without moving. Who would have thought that fellow would actually pull my leg and move it inside, self-consciously sitting on the edge of the bed.

I rolled my eyes and jokingly said to him, "I'm warning you, it's best to be more honest here. This is the temple, and the Taoist priest is the most in there. If other Taoists discover you and take you in, I'll save you!"

Mu Feng's expression was quite confident. He raised his head with a faint smile on his face and placed both of his hands in front of his chest. He told me, on the contrary, that ordinary cultivators couldn't see him and that even if they did, they wouldn't have the ability to keep him.

I didn't mind at all as I pouted. I muttered to myself, "Of course. You're an old ghost that's lived for over a hundred years."

After saying that, I suddenly became curious, turned around and lied on the bed, raising my head to look at Mu Feng, "Oh yeah, how did you die in your previous life? From the looks of your ghostly appearance, you should still be very young when you die. "

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows and thought about it for half a minute before he told me, "When I died in my previous life, I was 33 years old. You and I died in the same year."

"Then am I thirty?"