"Donor's surname?" As the thin Taoist priest walked, he suddenly said: "The poor Taoist surname is Gan, and his name is Jingwu." Road number Yunqing. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the head of Yunqing Dao, and I looked up for a long time." Wang San also learned the tone of a thin Taoist priest and said: "Under the surname Wang, the name is three." ”

The two chatted all the way, and Yun Qing quickly took Wang San to the ancestral hall, whispered a few words to an old Taoist who was about sixty years old, and then asked Wang San to bathe and change clothes, and put incense on the book.

After changing into a Taoist robe, Qingyun led Wang San to the Laojun Palace, handed him over to a middle-aged Taoist priest surnamed Dou, and left after saying that there was something.

Laojun Hall is bustling with tourists, incense sightseeing, blessing and worship, etc., the inner hall is actually the personnel arrangement department of the Qingcheng faction, and the place where Wang San is located is the sundries department where many new disciples have been.

The steward of the sundries department looked at Wang San, and said without being salty or light: "Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, but all people who have a way have to go through some hardships before they can understand the mystery of life. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care whether Wang Santong agreed or not, and directly took out a waist card, wrote Wang San's name, and threw it to him.

Wang San picked up the waist card and looked at it, only to see his name written on one side, and the word "gangfang" written on the other side, and nothing else.

"Eh, this senior brother, how do you get to the room?" Wang San asked politely.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man looked lazy and roared: "You pig brain, right? Aren't there street signs on the side of the road? Can't read it yourself? ”

Wang San was scolded speechless, silently withdrew from the sundries department, and walked to the room by himself along the road sign.

The most in Qingcheng Mountain is the tall conifer pine, everywhere is a dark green, the mountain spring flows diligently, the green mountains and green water, quiet and cool.

The roads here are steep and steep along the mountains, and most of the roads between the mountain streams are made of wood, but due to the age, very few people walk on them. Wang San walked alone for an hour or two, and then came to the back mountain room of Qingcheng Mountain.

"Have you ever been a roommate before?" A fat Taoist priest asked.

"Nope." Wang San replied very succinctly.

The fat Taoist priest frowned slightly and asked, "Then what have you done?" ”

"Harvest the waste! I used to be a reacher. ”

"Harvesting?" The fat Taoist priest didn't seem to understand what it meant, and there was a hint of doubt on his greasy face.

Seeing this, Wang San hurriedly explained: "Collecting waste is to collect items that others don't want at a low price, and then classify and resell them. ”

"Oh, it's just collecting rags!" The fat Taoist priest pursed his lips and said, "Isn't it quite looking for money to collect the rags now?" Why did you come here to suffer? ”

"This ......"

When the obese Taoist priest asked him this, Wang San really didn't know how to answer, but just when he was in a dilemma, a tall and thin old Taoist suddenly came over and shouted loudly: "Aoki, what are you kid doing?" ”

"Oh, Senior Brother Yunyi, I'm ...... I didn't do anything, I just came to a junior brother, warm up, hehe! The fat Taoist priest said with a smile, but the person went straight back, and soon disappeared.

Outside the house is a small open space, the whole building is laid out in the front three and four courtyards, the left and right side houses are the places where the Taoist priests live and settle down, the front yard is the canteen, the back yard is the room, it looks orderly.

The tall and thin Taoist priest is in his early fifties, with a towering bun, a pine hairpin inserted horizontally, and a blue Taoist robe is spotless, fluttering in the wind, quite Taoist demeanor.

The other party looked at Wang San for a while, and said, "Poor Dao Law Qingfeng, you are the Wang San who joined this sect by merit, right?" ”

"You...... How do you know? Wang San's eyes were horrified.

Unexpectedly, Qingfeng smiled, took out a mobile phone, and said: "Don't be so surprised, it's now the era of science and technology, and Taoist priests must keep pace with the times." ”

"Okay!"

Wang San was completely speechless, originally thought that Qingfeng in front of him would have any spells, but he didn't expect the Taoist priest to also play informatization.

Just as Wang San was silent, Qingfeng suddenly frowned, rushed to Wang San with a brisk step, stared at his eyebrows and observed carefully.

"Huh! Bad luck. ”

After looking at it for a while, Qingfeng took two steps back, looked at Wang San again, and asked, "Wang San, you tell me the truth, did you encounter something unclean, that's why you spent so much money to seek refuge in the Qingcheng faction?" ”

Wang San didn't expect Qingfeng to have such a little ability, so he couldn't help but nod secretly, but he didn't say anything.

Qingfeng was silent for a moment, and said, "That's it, you stay in the room for a while first, and when it comes to the Qingling Conference, I'll ask Senior Brother Liu to help you take a look." ”

"The Qingling Conference?" Wang San asked suspiciously.

"You won't understand this, you can take it with you in the room, and I will inform you when the time comes." Qingfeng didn't seem to want to explain too much, so after speaking, he took Wang San to the room, arranged a job for him casually, and left.

A month later, Qingfeng found Wang San again and took him to the back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain, in a dense forest that was inaccessible.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, where are we going?" Seeing that there was no road ahead, and the grass was everywhere, Wang San couldn't help asking.

"You don't have to ask so much, you'll know when you get there." Qingfeng still didn't explain, and walked forward with his head buried in his head.

After walking in the dense grass for four or five hours, when Wang San didn't know the direction in the end, the green wind in front of him finally stopped.

"This is it." Qingfeng said, took out a piece of jade pendant from his arms, stretched out his hand to draw on it, and whispered a spell in his mouth.

However, the moment Wang San saw the jade pendant, his heart was shocked, because in that strange dream, Wu Meiniang seemed to have such a jade pendant, and said that this jade pendant was left by Huzi's father.

"Could it be that Huzi's father is a Taoist priest of the Qingcheng faction?" Wang San suddenly had such a thought in his heart.

But at this moment, the jade pendant in Qingfeng's hand was full of green light, and then flew into the air, forming a water mirror Xuanmen that was still high in front of the two.

"Whoa!"

At the moment when the Water Mirror Xuanmen was formed, a handsome and extraordinary young Taoist priest stepped out of the Xuanmen with a bang, and stood in front of Wang Saner with a lonely face.

Seeing Qingfeng, the young man frowned slightly, revealing an extremely impatient look, but when he saw Wang San, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed.

"Qingfeng, who is he?" The young Taoist priest asked coldly, "Do you know the consequences of exposing the secrets of the sect without permission?" ”

"I know, of course Qingfeng knows, but the bad luck on Wang San's body is really a little weird, so I took the liberty to bring him here, and I hope Senior Brother Liu will forgive me." (To be continued.) )