Chapter 10-1

Si Teng is going to Qingcheng Mountain.

Qin Fang had never been there, but he also knew that Qingcheng Mountain was a famous Taoist mountain in China. It was a Taoist temple with three steps and ten steps. Ordinary monsters were afraid of avoiding such places...

He was full of doubt, but he did not ask again. It is best to check the air tickets on his mobile phone to fly from Xining to Chengdu. Anman's ID is all on him. The ID photo is distorted. Si Teng used Anman's ID to get away with it. The key is to determine when and whether to rest in Nangqian for another night.

Si Teng replied: "No, the faster the better."

He also said: "Some people are afraid they are still very comfortable. I have to let them know who is back."

Speaking of later, the corners of the lips and eyebrows were full of smiles. It was the first time since Qin Fang met her that she was in such a good mood. She said: "When I think from now on, there will be many people who can't eat or sleep because I can't eat. This feeling... It's really exciting to open the warehouse and release grain."

The excitement of the monster was really hard to understand. Qin Fang was speechless and paused and said, "Then I will return the card first, and then go out to contact the car. It would be best if I can leave Nangqian today."

When she got up, she asked her again: "Do you want to buy you a piece of clothing and change it first?"

"No, not cold."

He is quite self-indulgent. Who is afraid that you will be cold? Qin Fang is really happy. He pointed at Si Teng's bathrobe and military coat: "No one is wearing this."

"I like it, do you have any opinions?"

"No."

Qin Fang realized that he needed to learn from the continuous adjustment of Si Teng. In the future, even if she was wearing a sack with a bucket on her head, she would not say anything wrong.

When Qin Fang went to return the room card, the front desk waiter thought he was impatient and quickly explained: "Sir, the guest in Room 188 has checked out. We will arrange for the room to clean immediately, very quickly."

As he said that, he pointed to the man waiting to check out. The man had a beard on his face and looked a bit fierce. Qin Fang smiled and explained that there was indeed something urgent and he couldn't stop.

This was considered a flying single. The waiter was very unhappy and yelled at his left back. His bearded man was very impatient and urged her to say a fierce voice: "Hurry up!"

He turned his head and said to his two companions who came down from the upstairs: "Eat before leaving."

Si Teng knew at first glance that there was something wrong with the three new people entering the restaurant, not because of the evil-looking bearded man and his strange-looking companion, but the thin man wearing a baseball cap with them.

His head was deliberately lowered, a little lost. The clothes he wore always made people feel loose and weird. He ate mechanically and fearfully. The function of the baseball cap should be to hide his hair, but there were still a few strands that stubbornly slid out from the edge of the cap.

This is a woman who has changed her clothes, as if she was coerced, hiding and hiding in fear of clues - Si Teng smiled and suddenly felt that the things in this world were really interesting and strange. She sat in the same restaurant, only a few tables, and on the surface they were diners, but who would know that you have a secret, I am... a demon.

In an instant, when he came back to his senses, he found that the bearded man was staring at her coldly. The Yinzhe and threat in his eyes were self-evident. His companions seemed to have noticed it, and looked up and gave Si Teng a fierce look.

Si Teng didn't say anything, her eyelashes trembled, her eyes shook low, as if she didn't want to cause trouble. The bearded man felt a little proud, and was about to instruct his companions to prepare to set off, but his face suddenly froze.

Si Teng looked at him and smiled, and at the same time, he slowly stretched out his hand and wiped it flat on his neck.

The bearded companion also saw it, and Teng was about to stand up. As soon as he was owed to his body, his arm was snatched hard. The bearded didn't look at him, but still stared at Si Teng, with an unusually calm expression: "Let's go."

Until he got into the car, the man was still angry and punched the steering wheel hard, then pulled the cap off the woman's head from the back row and put it on. The woman's long hair was slinged, and her body was shaking a few times, holding on to the back of the chair and didn't dare to say anything.

The cap was angry: "Damn you are afraid of her. Isn't you just a woman? Do you grow up with vegetarian food?"

The bearded man looked at him coldly, then looked at the woman from the rearview mirror: "An Man, you saw it too. Go and tell him why I endured it?"

An Man hesitated a little. She looked at the cap, hesitated for a while, and hesitated and said hesitantly: "She dressed like that, and she was just a person, so she must have a companion."

The bearded hunched with satisfaction: "What else?"

After receiving the bearded recognition, An Man became more courageous: "Brother Qi and you, both of them are tall and big, and they are not easy to mess with. Ordinary people will not be ignorant. Besides, you just warned her with your eyes, but it wasn't so good. She dared to make such gestures. The methods should be quite ruthless, maybe there is a way out..."

Zhou Wandong slapped the head of the baseball cap: "Did you hear that? An Man is more knowledgeable than you.

I have told you that there are mixed fish and dragons in the land, and your mind must be tightened and you may be careful. Maybe there is a hard point on the other side - to make a living on the road, you have to remember a saying: There will always be someone more arrogant than you, and it is not a bad thing to be cowardly occasionally, and it can save your life at critical moments.

Who have you seen from the beginning to the end?

That cliff is not human, it’s all a monster.”

The face of the cap was gloomy and unstable. He didn't listen to so many words behind him. The only sentence "A woman is more knowledgeable than you" was so stung. He looked at An Man coldly and said, "Brother Zhou, get off the car and have something to say."

Zhou Wandong got out of the car with him, walked to a place far away from the car, handed Zhou Wandong a cigarette, and gestured to the inside of the car with a meaningful look: "Brother Zhou, be careful.

If you want to say that the restaurant is not an ordinary woman, this... is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Yan Furui looked forward to the stars and the moon. He was looking forward to the coming of the Taoist fellow Taoist from Baiyun Temple in Wudang Mountain. His surname was Wang and his name was Qiankun. He was about thirty years old. He wore a pair of glasses, tied a Taoist bun, cloth clothes, leggings and shoes, and carried a black bag. On the bus back to Qingcheng Mountain, many passengers looked at him curiously. Taoist Wang looked at him without looking at the English words in his hands, and sometimes he even read them silently.

“A—p—p—l—e,apple,apple,I    have      an      apple…”

Wafang pulled Yan Furui: "Master, what did he read?"

Yan Furui was very angry. The Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain were already chanting English, and Wafang was still speaking dialects. The gap was so big. He taught Wafang: "Speak Mandarin to me in the future!"

While Wang Qiankun was tired of watching, Yan Furui approached him: "The Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain still need to learn English?"

Wang Qiankun nodded seriously: "Of course.

Our Wudang Mountain is a famous Taoist cultural mountain in China. Many international friends come to visit every year. This is the best opportunity to promote Taoist culture to the world.

Do you know Baiyun Temple in Beijing? There is a Taoist priest Tian Chengyang who learned Spanish many years ago and is now preaching in Barcelona, ​​Spain. It is the pride of our fellow Taoists."

Yan Furui felt inferior and thought that he had followed the famous Taoist master since childhood, and in the end he was not even a Taoist priest, let alone help Taoism into the world. I am really sorry for Taishang Laojun and Jade Emperor.

But these are not the most urgent matters. He asked Wang Qiankun tentatively: "Then the letter I wrote to the old adjective..."

Wang Qiankun's face became even more serious: "Are you talking about the Taoist Master Li Zhengyuan?"

Yan Furui nodded quickly: "Yes, it's him."

"That's my Grand Master, who has been dead for many years."

Yan Furui was stunned for a moment. As expected, Master Qiu Shan had passed away for many years. Since Master Li Zhengyuan was his good friend, he should be about the same age as him, but fortunately Master Li still has someone to succeed.

Yan Furui was full of hope: "Then is this monster... going to be conquered by Taoist Master Wang?"

Wang Qiankun looked at Yan Furui like a ghost. Yan Furui was so furrowed that he saw him, and he began to feel something was wrong.

Could it be that Master Wang Qiankun is not here to subdue demons?

Wang Qiankun explained to Yan Furui that he was actually going to Qingcheng Mountain to exchange and study. Before leaving, he received a letter from Yan Furui. His brothers and brothers dismantled it and circulated it. He didn't want to pay attention to it as a joke, but considering that Taoist Master Qiu Shan and his master had an old age, he didn't look at monks and Buddha's faces, so he hesitated and contacted him.

Now it is a socialist society. The state respects the harmonious development of religion, but religion is not the same as feudal superstition. Monsters are a cultural phenomenon and are the product of the slow development of science and technology in the old era. Human resurrection is a difficult problem that cannot be solved by the scientific community, let alone the resurrection of monsters?

What's more, a monster who has been dead for sixty or seventy years suddenly resurrected?

As for the thread-bound book that was discovered after the collapse of the small temple, what did it say that a monster named Si Teng appeared in 1910, and what would the temple collapse when this monster was resurrected - was the Taoist Qiu Shan was a literary lover during his lifetime?

Maybe this is just a manuscript of the novel he wrote?

Finally, he asked Yan Furui with concern if he had encountered demolition problems recently and suggested that he go to the psychiatric department of the hospital for a check-up.

If life is empty and has no place to rely on, you can take the time to learn English and travel in the ocean of knowledge to divert your attention.

...

When the car arrived at the station, Master Wang Qiankun waved goodbye to Yan Furui, tightened his belt, and embarked on the road of "going to Qingcheng Mountain to exchange and study."

Yan Furui looked at Wang Qiankun's back as he was gone, and was dazed. Wafang pulled his clothes and asked, "Master, where are we going now?"

...

Yan Furui was not in a hurry to go home. He took the tile house to the supermarket first and bought a shiny kitchen knife.

He didn't know if there were any monsters in this world, but Taoist Master Qiushan had nurturing him, so he shouldn't doubt his master. Such a vicious monster was killed by Qiushan again. After being resurrected, he would definitely come to take revenge...

Yan Furui clenched the knife in his hand.

If Si Teng dares to come, he will fight with her!

If I don't come... I should have changed the one at home anyway.
Chapter completed!