"Huh?" Niubi Lao Taoist Ben Anran was drinking tea. When he heard the words "cutting off the road to wealth", his eyes suddenly stared like bull balls. He put down the tea cup and asked angrily: "What's the reason? Hurry up and tell me everything." Come quickly!"
Zhang Dan quickly stood up and stepped forward, approaching Niubi Laodao.
"Master! It's like this. I was casually looking away from the outside today, but I accidentally saw the stupid couple from the Li family coming with a bunch of money again. I thought I was going to bump into the God of Wealth again, but when I was still a few steps away, Li The couple looked excited and were shouted back by the son of a bitch who rushed over in a panic!"
"Bang~!" A crisp cracking sound came, making Zhang Dan tremble.
"Tell me the important points!"
Niubi Lao Taoist roared angrily and smashed the tea cup. He was impatient to hear it.
Zhang Dan's neck shrank, and he quickly continued to speak: "Later, my disciple was confused, and after asking around, I found out that as soon as the old Taoist came to Gujing Village, he helped the wounded and rescued the sick. He cured all the serious diseases of the old, weak, sick and disabled. alright!"
"You bastard~! I said that there have been a lot of local rich people coming to the temple recently. It turns out that this old thief is up to something!"
"Isn't that right~! Not only that, when the old thief was pretending to be a Bodhisattva by saving lives and healing the wounded, he also openly threatened not to charge any fees! It's clear that he wants to go against you, Master!"
Zhang Dan followed Niubi Laodao's wishes and called Feng Ling a thief, and said something that made Niubi Laodao even more angry!
"You bastard~! This is unreasonable, you are bullying others too much, you are bullying others too much!"
Like a dynamite barrel that encountered a spark, Old Man Niubi exploded with anger. He suddenly stood up, his nose trembling and crooked!
"Let's go~! Follow my master to find that old thief! Let me see who dares to steal the business?"
Putting on his Taoist robe and hat, and drawing the demon-slaying sword with his backhand, Niubi Lao Taoist immediately set out toward the outside of the viewing room in a menacing manner.
"Master, wait a minute~! I heard that the old thief will go to explore the weird old well in Gujing Village tomorrow. Why don't we go there directly and wait for him tomorrow!"
Looking at the figure of Niubi Laodao who was about to disappear from the gate, Zhang Dan hurriedly spoke loudly.
Niubi Old Taoist was stunned and thought to himself, he seemed to have no idea where that thief Old Taoist lived! Afterwards, the old Taoist retracted his left foot that was halfway across the threshold, turned around and glanced at Zhang Dan approvingly.
"Okay~! Zhang Dan, you did a good job this time! When my master repairs that old thief tomorrow, I will teach you the Taoist skills!"
Zhang Dan was startled, this happiness... was too sudden!
I shouted in my heart: "After all the hardships, there is happiness, after all the hardships there is happiness! After I complete my studies, I will never have to accept your orders again!"
"Thank you, Master!" On his face, he didn't dare to make any mistakes, and he quickly and respectfully thanked Niubi Lao Dao!
The day passed quickly. At this time, Gujing Village was extremely noisy. Feng Ling could hear the noisy discussions from a distance.
"Have you heard? The beam in Lao Wang's house that was just replaced by Lao Bodhisattva yesterday has strangely grown back today!"
"Isn't it? It's more evil than this long-legged poplar tree?"
"Compared to the neighboring villages, some people in our village often suffer from some strange diseases. Do you think there is something unclean in our village?"
A group of villagers gathered around the poplar tree behind the Li family's house and spoke in surprise. The Li family and his wife, who were involved, looked even more ugly.
"The poplar tree has long legs and returns to its hole! There must be something evil!"
An old voice sounded, and everyone turned around to see the person coming. Their faces suddenly lit up with joy, and they all respectfully called "Old Bodhisattva"!
The person who came was none other than Feng Ling. He put down the canvas sign in his hand that read "Hanging Pot to Help the World" and took a few steps forward to pick up the newly turned soil.
"Give it~! Give it! The old god is here~!"
Feng Ling frowned and glanced at the poplar tree in front of him, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Just when he was about to reveal the answer to the mystery, a arrogant shout came out, and three Taoist priests strode proudly from the crowd who consciously separated.
"That's the old magic stick...Old Half-Immortal Xu~!?"
"The old guy who recognizes money but not people, what is he doing here?"
"It seems that they came here early this morning! A few people are guarding the ancient well in the village, and I don't know what they are doing."
There were women in the crowd talking quietly, looking at those figures with a hint of disgust in their eyes!
"Ahem~! I'm a woman, what do you know?" Niubi Lao Dao, who was walking at the front, coughed awkwardly and glanced sideways at the women.
"It's only natural to use money to eliminate disasters. The master is just collecting some hard-earned money...!" The two disciples also spoke righteously and quickly agreed with dignity.
A few people were used to being arrogant and domineering. They were afraid that Feng Ling would ask for help after leaving, so they immediately kept silent.
After a while, facing dozens of looks of contempt and disdain from everyone, the three proud people did not blush at all, which shows how thick-skinned they are!
"Where did this old Taoist priest come from? If you dare to tamper with Tai Sui's business, please get out of here!"
"What are you looking at? The one next to the poplar tree is talking about you! If you don't leave, I'll break one of your old legs!"
Niubi Lao Taoist stopped three meters away from Feng Ling. As soon as he stopped, the two young Taoists behind him threatened and cursed in public at the look in his eyes.
The visitor is not good!
Feng Ling's heart moved, and he could tell at a glance the cultivation levels of several people. The Niubi Taoist known as "Xu Lao Ban Xian'er" had a seventh-level cultivation level, and the two disciples were both fifth level, and their overall strength was barely passable!
Feng Ling thought silently in his mind, with the cultivation level of a few people, why not come to a remote village like Gujing Village to show off and deceive, there are really everyone!
"Young people are awesome!" An old voice sounded. Feng Ling pretended to be profound, and then smiled faintly at Niubi Lao Dao, "Fellow Taoist, your ability to transfer flowers and graft trees is really amazing~!"
"What did you say...?" Seeing Feng Ling glance at the poplar tree again with bad intentions, Xu Banxian's heart skipped a beat and he shouted in shock and anger.
"Bang~!" An explosion came. Feng Ling snorted and then smashed the poplar tree into pieces with a palm. An old hand quickly reached into the debris to find an ancient yellow talisman that wanted to escape.
"How shameless...!"
"How dare you show up, I'm so ashamed!"
"Sooner or later you will die in the eyes of money!"
Everyone was stunned and understood immediately. Perhaps Xu Banxian saw that the Li family and his wife were relatively well off, so he became greedy for money and set up a trick for the Li family!
"Shut up~!" Xu Banxian's face turned red with anger when he saw everyone coming back to their senses and shouting curses at him.
"Old Taoist~! Do you dare to fight with a poor Taoist?" Xu Banxian's old eyes were slightly red, and he stared at Feng Ling. He gritted his teeth and added: "If anyone loses, call him "Dad" in front of everyone. , and vowed never to step into Gujing Village again!"
Fighting?
Feng Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, and her heart moved. Although he doesn't care about these insignificant wins and losses, since the other party has been forced to this point, it is in front of so many people.
"Okay~! I will compete with you today." Under the expectant eyes of dozens of villagers, Feng Ling readily agreed.
"How do you want to fight?" Feng Ling said calmly, secretly accumulating strength and preparing to defeat the enemy with one move!
In front of an eighth-level senior ghost spirit master like him, the Niubi veteran who was only a seventh-level master would not only be crushed!
"Wait a minute~! I heard that you are trying to find out why the villagers got strange illnesses after drinking the well water. Let's compete tonight to see who can find out the strange changes in the ancient well first! What do you think?"
Niubi Lao Taoist couldn't tell Feng Ling's depth, he could only vaguely sense that the other party was very difficult to deal with! Therefore, he thought of a foolproof strategy and blurted out a competition that was difficult to distinguish between winning and losing.
Then just talk nonsense and fool this group of villagers who don't know the truth from the false. Who knows what the real condition of that well is!
With this thought in mind, Xu Banxian suddenly felt confident, imagining the scene of waiting for Feng Ling to call him "Dad" and then get out of Gujing Village.
