The Taoist priest sincerely regretted: "You can't kill mortals at will, it's really troublesome......"

“……？？？” Bai Zeqing couldn't help but slander in his heart: The left sentence is a mortal and the right sentence is a mortal, I'm afraid that this magic stick is not good at practicing evil arts?

The master is right, in this world, most of the immortal cultivators are liars. This Taoist priest probably started out for money, and he also used wood carving villains to pretend to be high. must have seen early on that this thing was too precious to her, and deliberately deceived her.

But where did she get the three thousand taels? But he does have the grace to save her life, and the so-called coercion is understandable.

The Taoist priest was also very distressed, and only after a while did he say, "Write an IOU." As he spoke, he tossed half a piece of black charcoal in the Taoist temple, and then pulled a piece of white cloth from Bai Zeqing's skirt.

"Hey!" Bai Zeqing's eyes widened, "Three thousand taels, my family is gone, where did I get so much money to pay you back!" ”

"Earn!" The Taoist priest looked at her with mentally retarded eyes, and as he spoke, he threw the "pen and paper" in front of her. "Before paying it off, be a Taoist boy first. Although my brain is not good............" he shook his head as he spoke, as if he was at a loss.

Bai Zeqing is on the head: Who has a bad brain?

Bai Zeqing looked up to the sky and sighed, slowly picked up the "pen and paper" that weighed like a thousand catties, and began to write an IOU without saying a word.

Stinky Taoist, do you have a heart! I'm only thirteen!

After all, it was a life-saving grace, she swallowed her sadness and sadness, and comforted herself: at least it proves that I am still very valuable. Maybe my dad didn't even think I was so valuable.

After she finished writing, the Taoist priest took it and read it, nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered: "Very good, go cook." ”

Bai Zeqing looked around left and right, this Taoist temple used "the four walls of the family" are all good words, it is simply tattered, and it is messy again: "Let's not talk about whether I can cook, just, what to do?" ”

The Taoist priest was puzzled: "Don't you have a brain?" ”

“……”

The sky is getting dark, and the moon is sparse.

The Taoist priest set up the formation with stones in the backyard, looking focused and serious.

An ethereal smell of flesh came from the front of the Broken Taoist Temple, interrupting the Taoist priest's thinking.

His throat rolled involuntarily, and he immediately put away the stones, turned the clay statue covered with cobwebs with a strange expression, and saw Bai Zeqing didn't know what utensils he used, and dug a hole in the ground of the front yard, and there was a fat chicken called Huaji burning inside, she was knocking on the corner of the mud shell, and a burst of aroma overflowed everywhere.

The Taoist priest swallowed again.

He took a deep breath, for the sake of calling the flower chicken, and smiled at a master of fairy wind bones, and then took a flickering and shadowless step, floated to Bai Zeqing's side, and called as gently as possible: "Hey! ”

Bai Zeqing sat on the ground with an "ah", and was so frightened by this gloomy sound that his soul was gone, and even the call of the flower chicken fell back into the hole.

Looking back at the face of the Taoist priest, he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said somewhat unscrupulously: "Please, people are scary, scared to death, Daoist!" ”

“……”

The Taoist priest looked at the girl in front of him with a piece of mud in the east and a black charcoal in the west on her face, and he didn't know what to say for a while-this appearance is quite compatible with the flower chicken.

Faced with the charred and thick-skinned chicken, the Taoist priest decided that it was better to eat it first.

He didn't pay attention to Bai Zeqing, and peeled out the chicken in three or two strokes by himself.

When the chicken leg entered, the Taoist priest shook the gourd on his waist, a little regretful, "It's a pity that there is no wine." ”

Calling the flower chicken is naturally fragrant, Bai Zeqing has not eaten meat for several days, and he is greedy, and he suddenly regrets that he was scared by the Taoist priest and lost the chicken, and looked at the Taoist priest and pulled the chicken leg and gnawed it.

"Dao Chief" Bai Zeqing blinked, and said without anything to say, "As a Taoist boy, can you ask, what is our Taoist temple called?" As he spoke, his hand reached for the other drumstick.

"Not a few." He took another big bite of the chicken leg, and seemed to be in a good mood, so he was merciful and did not stop Bai Zeqing from tearing off the other chicken leg.

Bai Zeqing didn't hesitate to bite the chicken thigh meat into his mouth, and he was so moved that tears came down, and he didn't think about the Taoist priest's return at all, and asked casually, "Why?" ”

After speaking, he came back to his senses, this Taoist priest, I don't know what this Taoist temple is called? Hungry? It shouldn't be, how can you count this kind of thing as being hungry and confused, it's yourself first, right?

Bai Zeqing chewed the chicken thigh meat in his mouth and took another bite before asking, "I don't know?" You don't know what your Taoist temple is called? Why? ”

"Who said this is my Taoist temple?" The Taoist priest had finished drying the chicken leg in three or two times, and he still had time to brush his smooth chin with his idle hand, as if he was brushing his beard, and then ripped off the chicken butt and gnawed it.

“……”

I really didn't say it, Bai Zeqing is messy - isn't it your Taoist temple? So what are we doing here? It's been a terrifying night! Isn't it fragrant to live in Yuanzhou City? Afraid she'll be caught? The sea fishing paperwork didn't come out so quickly, did it? This Taoist priest won't be as penniless as her, right? But it's better to live in a broken temple in Yuanzhou City than here, right?

She had 10,000 question marks in her mind, tangled, and still felt unhappy not to vomit, so she freed up half of her mouth in the process of removing the chicken wings and munching, and asked, "Then why are we here?" ”

"Rid of it."

After speaking, the Taoist priest suddenly paused, as if remembering something very important, and asked, "Where did the chickens come from?" ”

"What is the Removal of Evil?"

The two asked almost at the same time.

The two of them looked at the one at the same time, and there was only a skeleton left, called Huaji-naturally most of them were filial piety into the stomach of the Taoist priest.

Bai Zeqing blinked, and pointed to the half-fallen bamboo forest outside the half-fallen wall in a daze, which looked particularly secluded at this time, and said, "There, there is a bamboo cage ......"

"I'll go, the old hen who is guarding the battle tonight?" The Taoist priest stood up violently, took two steps in the direction of the bamboo forest, turned back, and pointed at Bai Zeqing in the air, speechless for a while.

Don't think about it, Bai Zeqing also knew that he might probably be in trouble. This chicken has been with this Taoist priest for many years...... Pet?

"If you don't ask, you're a thief! What a system! What a system! The Taoist priest paced back and forth in the courtyard.

This is probably the most vocal time that the Taoist priest speaks the most. Bai Zeqing naturally didn't dare to speak at this time. It's just that I still have a sullen retort in my heart: You asked me to cook, this broken Taoist temple has been rummaged inside and out, there is no rice, no noodles, no sweet potatoes, this barren mountains and mountains outside, what do you eat if you don't eat chicken?

Of course, she would not admit that when she was about to go to the bamboo forest to see if it was possible to be lucky enough to meet half a bamboo shoot, when she saw the old hen in the bamboo cage, a hundred ways to eat chickens had already appeared in her mind, but unfortunately the conditions were insufficient, so she had to make a flower chicken.

Both men were silent. The air is still filled with the unfinished aroma of chicken.

After a while, the Taoist priest finally made up his mind and said, "There's no way, you can keep it tonight." ”

Shou what? Vigil? Does this broken Taoist temple still need a vigil? Ghosts don't steal, do they? Ghost? Forehead!

Bai Zeqing shuddered, shook his head vigorously, wanted to shake out the strange thoughts that had just emerged, and then decided to fight against this senseless thing, so he said weakly: "I can't keep vigil, I'm afraid ......"

The Taoist priest showed his caring eyes again.

"Vigil? Think beautifully! ”