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One hundred and fourteen. Down the mountain

"Is it your girlfriend again?"

The old Taoist guessed that when he saw the black eyes that were as deep as the ocean, he knew that he had guessed correctly. He looked at his juniors and said: Oh, I really don’t understand you young people, love and die all day long…”

"I remember you like your teacher-"

"Okay! Is it okay for you to make sense?" The old man was so angry that he was angry and blew his beard and stared at him.

Lu Li just mentioned it casually, and the old Taoist simply changed the topic: "I have another problem."

"I! No! Say it!" Old Dao Lu put his hips on his hips and widened his eyes and said word by word.

Lu Lizhi said calmly, "The behavior of that door is getting more and more out of the blue. I was discovered by the door yesterday with a slight margin. If the situation continues to be serious next, I can't hold on for too long."

"I can't help with this kind of thing. I can only wait for the friendly exchange meeting of metaphysical culture in half a month to try your luck. By the way, I have the invitation letter when going to that forum. "The old man laughed a few times, shook his head and looked proud: "But I won't give it to you~ are you angry?"

Lu Li was silent for a short time, his eyes fell on the wine cans around him.

"You won't stay in Taoist temple all the time, are you?"

"What?" The old Taoist was stunned, feeling something was wrong.

Lu Li looked around and said calmly: "You said I would open these wine jars while you are not here? The locks on the door can only guard against passers-by, but not those who are interested."

窸窸窣窣窸窸窣窣——

Nearly a hundred bottles of wine trembled with Lu Li's words, and a strange laughter rang out in the wooden house late at night.

The old Taoist was shocked and shuddered when he thought of the result. He warned seriously: "You kid wouldn't do such things that harm others and not yourself, right? There are nearly a hundred ghosts here. If you release them to the sky, the ghosts will move at night, Pingling doesn't know what chaos will be like, and doing so will damage your yin-"

"Of course I won't let them go." Lu Li wouldn't be so crazy. "But it's okay to let them go and save them."

The black eyes stared at the old Taoist, a little deeper: "I think there is always a reason for you not to directly save you, but to purify their resentment."

The old Taoist stopped, turned his gaze to the corner, and said with a little guilty conscience: "I can take you there, if you are lucky enough, you should meet the person you are looking for."

"Thanks."

Lu Li's attitude was sincere as if he was not the one who threatened him before.

The old Taoist dared not let Lu Li stay here, and even regretted why he was crazy about bringing him here.

What's the idea of ​​bringing a thief into the vault?

He drove Lu Li out of the clay pot hut, and the old Dao locked the three locks in turn, finally turned on the anti-theft alarm and returned with Lu Li the same way.

"Is this safe?" Lu Li asked.

"This is the back mountain, and tourists can't get there at all." The old Taoist put away the key and said carelessly. "I advise you to go back and prepare. The exchange forum is not a good deal, so you may have to do it."

"Will the fight start?"

"It's the exchange forum, and the surrounding sects will come to join in the fun. We old guys are naturally kind. Even if we don't like anyone, we won't kill him on the spot. But in addition to our old guys, all sects will also bring young seedlings to a trial conference to test the quality of each seedlings - but that's all old calendars. Now the trial conference is called Luo Shizi... a friendship competition for teenagers to subdue demons and catch ghosts?"

The "trial conference" doesn't sound very nice, but it's much better than the current "teenager subduing demons and ghost hunting friendship competition".

The old Taoist satirized the aesthetics of those sects and said, "As for the competition, it used to be one-on-one competitions, but later it felt unfair. Moreover, the young people were poisoned by the Internet and thought about killing people and catching treasures and acting against the sky. They changed to setting up scenes to put a few dozen ghosts in, and then let the contestants... I mean the seedlings go in and go adventures."

"Can't it be avoided?" Lu Li frowned slightly.

He had no interest in attending some kind of trial.

The old Taoist walked around the branches in front of him, stepped on the wet leaves, and walked through the forest, gasping for breath: "If you want them to notice you, this trial is essential. It's ordinary, why do you let those guys fall in love with you?"

"so."

As the night drizzles, the outline of the exterior wall of the Taoist temple emerges in the distant forest.

The two of them, slightly wet on their heads and were stained with water, returned to the Taoist temple. The old Taoist turned to tiptoe and lowered his voice, "Either make yourself look good or make yourself look useful."

"Boy, it's so unsafe to go down the mountain so late. Why don't you stay overnight in the view?"

When he returned to the bedroom door, he was accustomed to keep him politely.

This kind of words are like "I invite you to dinner another day" and "I will go back and add my mobile phone number". They are purely polite words and cannot be done in real life.

"That's disturbing." Lu Li nodded.

Bang-

Old Taoist Lu slapped himself, clear and loud.

Lu Li was arranged to an empty room, and the bed was a little turbulent, but Lu Li did not sleep in the bed, so there was no big problem.

After settling down on Lu Li, Old Dao Lu sneaked back to his room.

Lu Li fell asleep on the chair and said nothing all night. He woke up at 8 o'clock in the morning.

Under normal routine, Lu Li never got up so early.

Even if he has insomnia, he will lie until nine o'clock before waking up.

He pushed the door open and walked out of the guest room. The morning mist in the backyard was thin, and the Taoists were busy traveling back and forth, cooking and practicing.

When Lu Li, who was practicing Tai Chi in the open space, saw Lu Li come out and settle down, he exuded a little passion to lead Lu Li down the mountain.

They passed by the hall and encountered a crying sound coming from it.

The old Taoist ignored it, Lu Li turned his head and looked at it. A little boy was crying loudly, and the Sanqing on the divine platform seemed to have fallen, and the mud was broken all over the floor.

The boy's father acted in an attempt to beat him, and the little boy was so scared that he hid behind the Taoist priest who was smiling bitterly.

The Taoist priest repeatedly stopped him and waved his hand and said, "It's nothing big, it's broken. It's just a mud statue. Just find a master to reshape it in a few days. Don't beat the child anymore, but the donor will have to pay the fee for hiring the master at that time."

Gradually, I walked away and couldn't hear it. Only a faint voice came: "It's not expensive, it's only a few hundred yuan to squeeze a mud."

"The rest of the Taoist temple don't seem to know that you are catching ghosts."

Lu Li withdrew his gaze and walked towards the mountain gate with the old road.

"Well, the old Taoist and my senior brother are doing this. The other children are ordinary Taoist priests. They pretend to be crazy and stupid all day long and don't have to do anything, and they are not happy."

The old Taoist stopped in front of the mountain gate.

The mist and rain were hazy, and a group of brown stone steps were conspicuous among the green mountains, continuing all the way down.

"Don't die."

He said in a complicated tone.

Lu Li walked down the stone steps without looking back, and the sound rang out.

"I don't have the final say."
Chapter completed!
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