What a gift!

Zhang Qingyun turned slightly sideways, but did not receive this gift: "Is the layman a Taoist priest of Huoju? Which sect? I have been practicing Taoism for more than thirty years, but I can't be called a senior."

If you recognize me, I will admit it?

Zhang Qingyun pretended not to know him, and Wang Zi was not embarrassed. He kowtowed three times. Just as he was about to speak, someone shouted: "Isn't this a challenge to the little prince?"

"It really is!"

Wang Zi knelt down and was wearing a conspicuous Tang suit, which instantly attracted many people.

The joy of the New Year has diluted the haze and fear on the pedestrian street where two children were thrown to death last time. There are more people on the street: "He is so handsome, but he is too young."

Most of the onlookers were women.

Well, there are also many women shopping on the pedestrian street.

"Challenging the little prince, are you trying to challenge the Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple?"

"The Taoist priest in this Taoist temple is just a watcher, but he has no skills."

"Wow...challenge the little prince, can we take a photo together?"

The enthusiastic woman immediately stunned Wang Zi.

Without any explanation, several women came over and took photos with Wang Zi.

Wang Zi was stunned for a moment, then he felt a softness pressing against his back. The fragrance filled the air and instantly drove away the fresh air.

The aroma was a bit strong. After practicing, Wang Zi, whose senses had become much sharper, felt that his nose was itchy and he wanted to sneeze.

The fragrance is lingering, but a bit choking.

"Do I agree?"

Wang Zi was speechless.

I'm still a child, is it okay for you to take advantage of me like this?

Also, am I that famous?

"Hiss... I said... I'm so envious..."

On the periphery, several boys looked envious. Looking at Wang Zi surrounded by women, one of them gritted his teeth: "I want to become a disciple, I want to learn martial arts! I also want to challenge various sects!"

Well, the most important thing is to be as famous as Wang Zi. Wherever you go, women will scream and take pictures...

"This is not the main reason..."

A boy's face was full of frustration: "You are a pimple-faced, not-so-good-looking man. Even if you become a superman, there will be no women screaming for you. This little boy is as handsome as a girl."

...This is the most fundamental reason.”

"Little fresh meat?"

The boy who was ridiculed also became frustrated: "It's true that I can't compare with others. This is all a matter of aesthetics. How manly am I?"

"You can't beat Wang Zi."

"Brother, you are cruel!"

When Xiao Xianrou is more feminine than a woman, she is already very popular. When Xiao Xianrou learns kung fu again... this, shouldn't it cause madness?

The Wang Zi in front of me is a typical example.

It has caused madness.

...

"Stop squeezing... let..."

Wang Zi's face turned pale. He was so scared. These women were so crazy. Will they cut him into pieces later and take away a piece of his flesh to satisfy him?

Pulling the face...touching the head...

I am almost becoming a pet dog!

I really want to use my inner strength to shake these women away.

But I...why am I a little reluctant to give up?

Seeing the gate of the Taoist temple closing, Wang Zi blinked anxiously and ducked out of the way like a loach, slipping directly out of the crowd of women and running away without any pause.

"Giggle..."

The laughter of women came from the street: "You are still too young and your skin is too tender. When you grow up, you will realize how good it is to be surrounded by us..."

Wang Zi ran faster.

...

In the Taoist temple, listening to the chirping of the women in front of the door, Zhang Qingyun said: "Women are free. If a group of men take a photo with a woman like this, they should have free meals for a while."

He continued to burn the talismans and seals. At night, Zhang Qingyun's face was filled with joy: "Finally, the burning is finished."

Teleportation formations, talismans and seals are too troublesome.

Fortunately, the engraving is finished.

After dinner, Zhang Qingyun brought a basin of water, sat in front of the basin, and picked up the fishing rod: "Then set up the teleportation array so that I can go to Mars to see it."

Just as he was about to swing the lever, there was a knock on the door of the Taoist temple, and Wang Zi's voice came: "Senior, open the door."

After sitting by the basin for a long time, Zhang Qingyun shook his head: "This Wang Zi doesn't even dare to come during the day."

When the Taoist temple door is opened, Wang Zi will kneel down and worship.

Zhang Qingyun turned around and walked towards the backyard. When Wang Zi saw it, he had to stand up straight and follow behind him.

"Little layman, I don't know what misunderstanding you have. Why do you want to see Pindao?"

"senior..."

Wang Zi looked sad: "I failed. I failed because I underestimated the enemy and I failed because I adhered to the rules."

Not bad, this beating was not in vain.

"The poor Taoist chants sutras every day at Taoist temples and doesn't go out much. He doesn't understand what the little layman means."

Senior is so good at pretending. If he went to make a movie, he would definitely be the best actor. I even recognized him and yet he was hiding it and refused to admit it.

"Senior, be careful!"

Wang Zi leaned forward and raised his fist to strike.

His eyes were slightly narrowed. Young people have bad tempers. Are there any temptations like this?

Zhang Qingyun stood still, as if he didn't react at all.

"call..."

The fist came to rest against the tip of Zhang Qingyun's nose, and the wind from the fist blew up some of Zhang Qingyun's untidy strands of hair.

"Senior, why don't you fight back?"

Wang Zi was a little confused. If he hadn't recently gained some understanding and was able to send and receive boxing skills freely, this punch would have flattened Zhang Qingyun's nose, which would inevitably lead to nosebleeds.

"Pindao...the layman is too rude, why do you want to beat Pindao?"

It's too difficult to pretend to be a normal person, fight back?

There is no need to use your hands at all. The punch just now almost caused the reaction of Pindao's Qi, which rebounded your fist, seriously injured you, and even... directly killed you!

Wang Zi became confused and looked at Zhang Qingyun who had a slightly frightened face. It was obvious that this Taoist priest did not know Kung Fu.

The probing punch just now, if you were a master, you would have resisted instinctively.

Did you admit your mistake?

The senior who taught him martial arts was able to penetrate into other people's dreams and was definitely a god-like figure.

Do the Taoist priests here have this ability?

If he were truly a god-like figure who had practiced Taoism here for more than thirty years, others would have noticed something unusual. But this afternoon, those women said that this Taoist priest was just a watcher, very ordinary.

try again?

I would rather misidentify than miss it!

"Taoist priest...can I take a walk here?"

Since no evidence can be found in Taoist priests, then look for it in Taoist temples.

Zhang Qingyun did not refuse, Wang Zi strolled away to another place, and Zhang Qingyun returned to the backyard and put away the fishing rod.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, I simply meditated on the talismans in my mind.

Not finding anything in the front yard, Wang Zi went to the backyard.

The backyard was much smaller than the front yard. Wang Zi rolled his eyes and said, "The gods eat the wind and drink the dew. They don't eat the human world. They are already able to live without food. Let's take a look at the kitchen. If there is nothing in the kitchen, my guess is correct."

After taking a look at Zhang Qingyun sitting cross-legged, Wang Zi walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen is very tidy and fully equipped with pots and pans.
To be continued...