"But it's okay..."

Zhao Li is not worried at all that he can't understand this "Heavenly Master Runes", yes, not only the complex and esoteric Taoist mental method, but even the process of painting those runes, Zhao Li can't understand it.

In fact, he doesn't need to understand, he just needs to eat it.

Zhao Li opened a jar of honey on the table—this was something he bought on the street of the City God's Temple today, it was a valuable ingredient, and it was impossible for the kitchen of the Fang Mansion to let him take a jar.

Zhao Li tore off a few sheets of paper from the "Heavenly Master Fufa", then spread them out, and scooped up a spoonful of honey that was a little turbid, like adding lime powder, amber juice - don't look down on this honey because it doesn't look good, this is really wild, pure natural, additive-free, and highly nutritious wild honey!

Evenly smearing a spoonful of wild honey on the paper, Zhao Li picked up another piece of paper and covered it.

"Okay, that's it! Oreo honey sandwich biscuits, wrapped in egg whites and fried, the children next door are crying!"

Zhao Li said with satisfaction, opened his mouth, and took a hard bite of the honey-filled page.

"It tastes amazing! Only such a century-old book is worthy of this pure wild honey!"

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In the Temple of the City God.

As dusk approached, there were fewer people coming to the temple to offer incense and pray.

The little Taoist priest was tiptoeing with the last wave of people, from the main entrance of the City God Temple, about to sneak back to the room, but he was still found by the temple master standing in front of the hall.

"Wencai, today is the first time you have gone out to do things alone, how are you doing?"

Miao Zhu Lao Dao asked the little Taoist.

This temple chief is dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, about forty or fifty years old, with a face of Chinese characters, gray sword eyebrows, and an aura of not being angry and self-assured.

"Ah, Master, I'm doing a good job!"

The little Taoist priest who wanted to sneak back to the room was startled, and quickly said casually.

"That's good, you have to go out one more person in the future, so that you can exercise. ”

The temple chief nodded, with some relief on his face.

"Okay, Master, then I'll go back to my room and rest first. ”

The little Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and was ready to slip away.

"Wait, what about the money?"

The Taoist chief of the temple shouted again and stopped the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly took out a tael of small silver ingots from his pocket, walked over, and delivered them to the master of Miaozhu.

"Why do you give so much?"

The temple chief took the silver ingot, which was a little strange.

The ritual that can allow this little apprentice to come to the door alone to do it, of course, there will be no special circumstances, and the temple chief has already understood it.

However, in terms of fees, this kind of door-to-door pasting of evil spirits and doom talismans is only a matter of four or five hundred coppers - at this price, there are still many people who want to bargain.

"Ahem, people probably think that the apprentice's work is beautiful, so they give more. ”

The little Taoist priest coughed dryly twice and said in disguise.

This money is actually Zhao Li's gambling money borrowed from him, he was once lost, and finally won back, in addition to this ingot of silver, he only has more than a hundred copper and two silver ingots on him.

In the end, the family in the east of the city didn't let him do anything at all, but he couldn't tell the master the truth—otherwise, how could he explain that he had returned to the temple so late? Could it be that he went to the gambling house?

As for the fact that he even threw away the guy who eats, it is even more impossible to tell the master, and there is still the "Heavenly Master Rune" that has been handed down from the ancestor in the baggage, if the master knows that he has lost it, I am afraid that he will have to be killed directly.

"That's good. ”

The head of the temple nodded with some relief and said: "Our lineage, although it is a branch of Maoshan Mountain, but in fact, the master is from Shushan, one of the two giants of the world's Daomen, which is very different from those mountain and wild roads, and the work should be beautiful, you did a good job this time." ”

"Thank you Master for your compliment, the apprentice will definitely make persistent efforts and not disgrace Master!"

The little Taoist priest who was called "Wencai" nodded for a while, but as he nodded, the smile on his face gradually solidified.

I saw that the relieved smile on his face was disappearing little by little, and he became solemn and serious, and his gaze at himself became sharper.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The little Taoist priest lowered his head and looked at himself in a little panic, for fear that the master would find out that he had gone to the gambling house and lost the meal guy.

"Wencai, tell the teacher about the process of going to the people in the east of the city today, and there must be no omission!"

Miao Zhudao Changjian raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly.

"Ahh

The little Taoist priest said in a panic: "It's just, it's just a very ordinary dharma, and it's nothing special, so I set up the incense altar, cast the general law, and then pasted some yellow paper talismans and came back..."

"No, something unusual must have happened!

The temple chief also had an anxious and serious look on his face, and asked the little apprentice.

The little Taoist priest stammered: "Master, master, nothing really happened... Just, just, master, master, what's wrong with you?"

The Taoist Master of the Temple Zhu grabbed the Wencai little Taoist priest closer, carefully examined his face, and said sharply: "You go out and come back, now Yintang has black hair, dark clouds cover the top, and there is still death gas on your body, I am afraid that there will be blood - no, this is a sign of life and death!"

"Huh?

The talented little Taoist priest was also taken aback, but looking at the master's serious face, he was definitely not joking - and the master never joked, as for whether he was allowed to say this...

Although Master Miaozhu has never set up a fortune-telling stall on the street, in terms of the level of qi seeking, it is definitely much more accurate than the 90% fortune tellers on the street.

It's just that this real qi technique is not something that can be used casually if you want to.

"Are you going to die?

The Taoist shouted again.

"I, I, I... Master, I actually didn't do anything today, I went to the Good Luck Workshop at the door..."

The talented little Taoist priest didn't dare to hide anything anymore, and in the face of the "life and death catastrophe" that he might face, he was about to cry in fright, and hurriedly came up with everything.

Even the fact that someone cheated him out of his burden on the pretext of borrowing money came out of the tray, and he didn't dare to hide it anymore.

"That's it? In the gambling house, a white-clothed scholar cheated the whole burden away with three taels of silver?"

The head of the temple looked at this unangry disciple with a pale face.

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