Chapter Eighty-Seven: Becoming a Dead Expert

Early in the morning of the first day, Liu Jun took Mo Li to the Taixu Palace, which is the place to worship the ancestors and the ancestors.

Walking into the Taixu Palace, the first thing I saw was a statue of a white-bearded old man sitting on the altar in the middle, wearing a golden crown, wearing a golden robe, with a smile on his face, floating dust in his left hand, and a gourd-like thing in his right hand. Next to him stood a statue of a Taoist boy holding a wishful hand.

On both sides are statues of Taoist priests wearing dark blue robes, with thin faces, holding a ruler in their hands, and their eyes closed.

The one on both sides should be the ancestor, and if Liu Jun in the middle guesses correctly, it should be the ancestor Taishang Laojun, this Laojun's sculpture is made vividly, and even the carving of the expression is also in place.

Liu Jun first took out the incense and gave it to Lao Jun, and then gave the two ancestors incense from left to right, knelt on the futon and bowed for a while.

"Little Jinzi, who is he, why do you kneel down to him" In order to facilitate himself, the amnesiac Mo Li directly shouted Liu Jun Xiao Jinzi, what can Liu Jun do, he can only accept this name.

"On these two sides is the patriarch, and in the middle is the ancestor of the Taoist sect, Taishang Laojun, who let the monkey smash the Dan furnace in Journey to the West" Liu Jun is a Taoist monk who became a monk halfway, so he doesn't have much respect for this kind of ancestor who can't be seen or touched.

There was a sudden fluctuation in the air, and an invisible pressure pressed on Liu Jun, and Liu Jun looked up at the three statues, not Lao Jun, it was the Maoshan Patriarch next to him, and the source of the energy fluctuation was the Patriarch on the right.

The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, Liu Jun hurriedly mobilized the energy in his body to resist, and while resisting, he glanced at Mo Li worriedly, and found that Mo Li was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief, indicating that the ancestor only punished him for the disrespect he had just made, and did not affect Mo Li.

Liu Jun continued to resist this pressure, and after a long time, he was a little unbearable, his body trembled slightly, and the shout of Dou Da slipped from his forehead, and a small pool of dripping on the ground.

Mo Li seemed to see that Liu Jun was wrong, and shouted: "Little Gold" was about to rush up and grab Liu Jun's hand, Liu Jun supported his body, shook his head slightly, and gave Mo Li an affirmative look to signal not to come up.

The pressure here is getting bigger and bigger, and I was about to kneel on the ground, when I suddenly felt a heat in my body, and a huge amount of energy burst out, which seemed to be the unknown stone in my body.

"Huh?" There was a questioning sound in the air, and there was no more sound.

The senior brother in charge and the other Maoshan disciples felt the huge energy collision and rushed over. The head pushed the door in, and then, half of the Taixu Palace collapsed, and the head of the house was stunned, and looked at his hand suspiciously.

Liu Jun dragged Mo Li to dodge in embarrassment, and finally escaped from the collapse range of the Taixu Palace.

Looking at the collapsed Taixu Palace, and then at the grizzled senior brother, Liu Jun hesitated for a moment and said: "That, senior brother, you probably can't believe me when I said it, but I really didn't do it." ”

The senior brother in charge stared at Liu Jun for a long time, sighed slightly, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and kept comforting himself, this is his uncle's only apprentice, his own junior brother, dear. For a long time, wave your hand.

Liu Junru was amnesty, he didn't hesitate at all, and ran away with Mo Li. The chubby man with glasses who was originally taken away in Qingxu Palace, looking at the collapsed Taixu Palace, and Liu Jun who was leaving happily, his eyes lit up, and he felt that he had found a confidant.

Because of the collapse of the Taixu Palace, Liu Jun stopped for a whole day, just walked around and got to know some Maoshan disciples, including some senior brothers of his generation, as well as Uncle Qinghuozi who loves to drink, and Uncle Qingmuzi who stayed in the library all day.

The next day, Mo Li wanted to eat roast chicken, how could this Liu Jun not be satisfied, and took the fat man to catch pheasants all over the mountains, but he had no skills and couldn't fight a pheasant. Helpless, I could only secretly roast two chickens raised by Maoshan and share the food among the three of them.

"Master, master" The master was drawing talismans with his heart, and a Maoshan disciple broke in and shouted.

"What's the matter, panicked, what kind of system" the head frowned and shouted.

"Master, Uncle Qianzi roasted and ate the Lingwei chicken"

The head is a little helpless, this Lingwei chicken is not too important, but it is a little troublesome to raise, and the most important thing is that this is what Uncle Qing Muzi likes, and Uncle Muzi usually loves to raise flowers and small animals.

"Pass it on, just don't know, Uncle Qingmuzi asked, and said that it was captured by an unknown bird of prey"

"Okay, master" The Maoshan disciple nodded and went to deal with it.

After about a few hours, the boss felt tired and went to the chair to lie down and rest, there was a noise outside the door, and the boss rubbed his head and sat up.

A Maoshan disciple pushed the door and entered, "Master, Master Qingmuzi is chasing and killing Uncle Qianzi everywhere"

"Uncle Shi knew about Qianzi eating Lingwei chicken?" The head was a little puzzled, didn't he say that he was hiding from his uncle.

"No, it was Uncle Qianzi who thought the roasted things were delicious, and took Uncle Mo Li and the fat man to take out the arowana raised by Master Qing Muzi and roast it, and invited Master Qing Muzi to eat it, and then he was hunted down."

The head of the house had a headache for a while, and kept comforting himself, this is his uncle's only apprentice, his own junior brother, dear. Strode out of the door, jumped a few times, and went to intercept Qingmuzi.

"Uncle Shi, dissipate your anger, junior brother, he is not sensible, don't be like him, I'll go back and let people go to Tianshan to find a few arowana and bring them back for you to raise."

Qing Muzi glanced at Qian Zi coldly, then looked at the master, didn't say a word, and walked away.

The panting Liu Jun saw that the senior brother in charge finally came, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground and said, "Senior brother, you came in time enough, and I almost died in the hands of Uncle Muzi."

"Be honest, you don't move these things raised in Maoshan, and if you provoke Uncle Shi and them, I may not be able to save you in time" The head of the house frowned and looked at Liu Jun with a helpless expression.

"Don't worry, I promise to keep my mouth shut and not eat casually"

The boss nodded, turned and left. Liu Jun was also a little tired after being chased, and went back with Mo Li's fat man.

On the third day, Liu Jun felt that he had eaten some light food all day in the past few days, and he was about to fade out of the bird. So he decided to cook something for Mo Li himself, Liu Jun had learned braised pork in rice wine with a friend of his before, so he planned to make braised pork in rice wine.

Meat is easy to say, the kitchen has it, but rice wine doesn't have it. So, this thing paid attention to Uncle Qinghuozi's head very much, and it took a lot of effort to steal out a bottle of rice wine that Uncle Qing had treasured.

Originally, this thing was unaware of the ghost, and it was not a big problem, but Liu Jun underestimated the drunkard's nose, and when he poured in rice wine and rock sugar, green onion and ginger and began to simmer over high heat, and when he opened the pot to see if it was good, the fragrance spread out, and Uncle Qinghuozi came.

Uncle Qinghuozi entered the kitchen and kept sniffing, until he saw the bottle of rice wine he treasured, and then looked at the braised pork in the pot, and instantly became angry: "Stinky boy, you dare to let me get wine, take my life"

Liu Jun is also clever, and when he saw that something was wrong, he moved to the door, no, as soon as Uncle Qinghuozi broke out, he ran out. While running, he shouted miserably: "Help, senior brother in charge, senior uncle is going to kill someone"

"Boy, you dare to stew me wine, don't run if you have the ability" Qing Huozi chased after him, but it was the same as when Qing Muzi chased Liu Jun, just chasing, and didn't put any big moves, for fear of hurting him, or a few Liu Jun would not be enough to fight.

"Uncle Shi, don't chase it, I'll bring you good wine another day" Liu Jun didn't forget to admit it when he ran.

"Okay, I believe you, don't run away yet"

"Uncle Shi, don't lie to me, you will definitely come up and beat me when I stop, or will you stop first?"

"Good boy, you don't believe your uncle" Neither of them stopped, they didn't believe each other, and as for the surrounding Maoshan disciples, no one dared to say anything.

The master in charge, Liu Jun's uncle, sat quietly on the futon in the main hall, smiling: "Maoshan, it's been a long time since it's been so lively."