Wang Qi would never have thought that the concierge who took him in for one night was the legendary demon in troubled times.
Early the next morning, he said goodbye to Zhang Xiu and came to Shangqing Palace with a letter of recommendation written by Zhang Xiu.
There were many Taoist priests in Shangqing Palace, about ten of them. After Wang Qi explained his purpose, he was led by a young Taoist priest to the main hall.
Sitting on the futon in front of the statue is an old Taoist priest with gray beard and hair. He has a fairy-like Taoist spirit and an aura of being unearthly.
When Wang Qi saw the old Taoist, he hurriedly stepped forward and kowtowed and saluted: "Immortal Chief, this disciple only wants to practice Taoism and become an immortal. I beg the Immortal Chief to accept me as his disciple!"
The old Taoist looked at him and said, "I'm afraid you are too cowardly and lazy to endure hardship."
Wang Qi said quickly: "I can endure hardships, Immortal Chief. I also have a letter of recommendation here for the Immortal to read!"
The old man sighed, opened the envelope, and saw a few big words written on the paper.
[Fat sheep, slaughter them ruthlessly. 】
After reading the letter, the old Taoist felt dumbfounded.
Slaughtering a fattened sheep?
I am the headmaster of Shangqing Palace, not the shopkeeper of a black shop!
The old Taoist named Xuanyuan was the headmaster of Shangqing Palace. Ever since Zhang Xiu came to the mountain, he had become familiar with him and called him brother. Apart from occasionally coming to eat and drink, he was also thinking about releasing the cranes he raised, which made him look like a Watch out for Zhang Xiu like a thief.
After looking at Wang Qi, Xuanyuan temporarily left him in the Shangqing Palace, gave him an ax, and asked him to go chop wood with the Taoist disciples.
Wang Qi looked at the ax in his hand and couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart.
Why is he cutting firewood again? Isn't this Immortal Chief also a concierge?
The day of chopping firewood was very difficult. After a month, Wang Qi's hands and feet were covered with thick calluses. He could no longer bear the pain and fatigue, and secretly had the idea of going home.
In the evening of that day, he returned to the temple and saw two guests sitting and drinking together with Taoist Xuanyuan in the living room. One of them was a Taoist priest with tattered clothes and a look of madness on his face.
The other person is dressed as a Confucian scholar, with gray beard and hair, and looks extraordinary.
In addition to the two of them, Zhang Xiu, who introduced him to Shangqing Palace, also sat beside him.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, but Taoist Xuanyuan did not light a candle. Instead, he cut a piece of paper in the shape of a mirror and pasted it on the wall. After a while, the paper turned into a bright moon and illuminated the room, shining brightly.
A group of disciples were greatly impressed, and they were all running around to wait on him.
Seeing this, the old Confucian scholar smiled and said: "The beauty of this beautiful night is endless fun. How can we not enjoy it together?" So he picked up the jug from the table, distributed the wine to the disciples, and told them to drink as much as they wanted.
How can seven or eight people drink from a pot of wine? So everyone looked for cups and bowls, vying to drink first, for fear that the wine in the pot would dry up. However, people kept pouring wine, and there was not a lot of wine in the pot.
Wang Qi was amazed at the sight.
The Taoist priest said: "Thanks for giving us the moonlight to illuminate us, but it is still a bit lonely to drink like this. Why not ask Chang'e to come?" Then he threw the chopsticks into the moon.
I saw a beautiful woman floating out of the moonlight, less than a foot at first, but when she landed on the ground, she looked like an ordinary person. She twisted her slender waist and beautiful neck and danced gracefully. Her singing voice was clear and melodious, as beautiful as playing the flute.
The three of them showed their hands and looked at Zhang Xiu in unison.
Zhang Xiu smiled faintly, picked up a grape and put it in the palm of his hand: "Look, do you have a grape in my hand now?"
The Taoist priest nodded and asked curiously: "Are you going to grow grapes for everyone to eat?"
The old Confucian scholar smiled and said: "This is very strange. I guess this Taoist friend must be performing a more profound magic."
Zhang Xiu smiled slightly, stuffed the grapes into his mouth, then spread his empty palms and said proudly: "Look, you guys, are the grapes gone?"
The Taoist: "..."
Old Confucian scholar: "..."
Disciples: "..."
Seeing that everyone was shocked and speechless by his profound "magic", Zhang Xiu smiled happily: "Keep eating, everyone is welcome, just treat it as if you are at home."
The corners of Taoist Bian's eyes twitched slightly, and he asked Taoist Xuanyuan: "Brother Xuanyuan, this little friend with profound magic skills is also from your Shangqing Palace?"
Taoist Xuanyuan forced a laugh and said, "How could I possibly be able to teach such a genius despite my virtues and abilities in the Shangqing Palace? This Brother Zhang is a good friend of Senior Sister Xuantian and is temporarily staying here."
Hearing this, the Taoist priest looked at Zhang Xiu in astonishment.
I dare to love this guy, he is here to eat and drink...
Full of confusion, his spell was lifted, and the dancing fairy disappeared with a pop, turned back into chopsticks and fell to the ground.
Taoist Xuanyuan smiled and said to the disciples: "When you have had enough to drink, go to bed early. Don't delay collecting firewood tomorrow."
A group of disciples responded quickly and exited the living room one after another.
After the disciples dispersed, he asked: "Master Huang Shi, the Taoist leader, you two came together, couldn't you just come to me for a drink?"
Huang Shigong nodded slightly and said, "To be honest, the two of us are here to ask you for something."
The Taoist priest answered: "When I met an evil spirit from an evil sect, she was not afraid of our spells at all. She wanted to borrow the magic weapon from the Shangqing Palace to use."
Huang Shigong slowly told the whole story. There was a Wang Xiucai in Xincheng who was kind-hearted.
One day, Wang Xiucai saw a fat, dark, and unattractive woman walking into the room. She approached him with a smile and sat on the bed. She looked very slutty. Wang Xiucai rushed out to drive her away, but the woman refused to leave.
From then on, Wang Xiucai always saw the woman in front of him, no matter whether he was sitting or lying down.
He made up his mind and would never change his mind. The woman became so angry that she raised her hand and slapped Wang Xiucai's face until it cracked. She tied the belt to the beam, grabbed Wang Xiucai's hair, and forced him to hang himself with her.
Wang Xiucai couldn't help but follow the beam, put his head into the buckle, and made a hanging posture. Someone saw Wang Xiucai standing upright in the air without his feet touching the ground, but he could not hang himself.
From then on, Wang Xiucai suffered from madness and almost jumped into the river. Fortunately, someone found him and dragged him back.
This happens every day, with all kinds of troubles, several attacks a day, and family members ask witches and medicines, but nothing works.
Huang Shigong and the Taoist priests passed by Wang Xiucai's house and knew that he was invaded by evil spirits. They opened an altar to drive away the evil spirits.
As a result, not only was the woman not afraid, but she also showed up openly and playfully ate the yellow talisman without being harmed. Then it turned into a monster with eyes like lightning and a huge mouth, and it opened its mouth to eat the two of them.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the two people ran away quickly. After discussing, they decided to come to Shangqing Palace to borrow the magic weapon Shangqing Sword and go to kill the strange woman.
Zhang Xiu couldn't help but frowned as he listened to their descriptions, touched his chin and said, "How do I feel like I've seen the monster you mentioned somewhere? What does it look like specifically..."
Huang Shigong waved his hand, and a picture appeared in the wine glass in front of Zhang Xiu. It was the monster.
Zhang Xiu saw the monster's appearance clearly and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be the mud ghost in the City God's Temple!"
(End of chapter)
