Chapter 2 Signature and Deposit

Chapter 2 Signature and Deposit

Chapter 2 Signature and Deposit
"It was a close call. I almost died at the hands of this damn thing."

"Yeah, that was a close call."

Chen Huangpi also breathed a sigh of relief.

If these people were not there to take me flying, I would have to ask the brass oil lamp to protect me.

Huang Er has a mean mouth.

If I ask it for help, it will definitely laugh at me.

Those people looked at each other and exchanged glances.

If it weren't for this kid who was dithering for a long time, how could they be in such a mess.

As long as we survive tonight, we will massacre his entire Taoist temple tomorrow.

As for the statues of gods worshipped in the temple, they must naturally be taken away as well.

Otherwise, how can we get out of these ten thousand mountains full of evil?

Several people made up their minds and secretly ridiculed Chen Huangpi, saying that he was a country bumpkin who grew up in the Ten Thousand Mountains and had no idea how dangerous the world outside was.

At this moment, the old man with the goat beard seemed to have noticed something and said in shock, "Little kid, where is the statue you worship in the Taoist temple? Why is there no scent of incense at all?"

Chen Huangpi said: "There is no statue, so there is no need to offer incense..."

The old man with a goatee looked terribly upset. “How can you survive without the protection of the statue? There’s something wrong with you.”

The previous few people had already secretly seen through Chen Huangpi's details.

Apart from his body of steel, he only carried a backpack full of spices and a tattered oil lamp hung around his waist.

No matter how you look at it, he is just an ordinary cultivator in the Body Refining Realm.

But now when I think about it carefully, they are all problems.

They were flying so fast that the wind whistling past them was like a knife.

Although they protected him and he couldn't be hurt, he didn't even blush or feel nervous until he landed on the ground.

This is simply unreasonable.

Chen Huangpi glanced at everyone warily and said, "I only agreed to bring you to the Taoist temple, but I didn't say there must be a statue of the deity in the temple. You all signed and sealed it. If you cheat, I will call you Master!"

As he spoke, he took out a yellowed booklet and showed it to them.

The old man with a goatee looked at his own name, then looked at Chen Huangpi's name, and his face became increasingly gloomy.

He took orders from Xuzhou Mu.

A tiny kid actually dared to play tricks on him.

If this place didn't seem weird, and if this kid didn't seem to be abnormal, he would have slapped him to death long ago.

"Little kid, what are you talking about? It's written in black and white. Can we deny it?"

"Besides, even if the monk can escape, the temple cannot."

The old man with a goatee gritted his teeth and said in a more serious tone, "You say so, Master Chen."

Yes……

The name Chen Huangpi signed was not his own.

But it belongs to his master.

At this moment, an old voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Who is it, who is calling me?"

The next second, a white-haired Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe with a black base and red plum blossoms embroidered on it appeared mysteriously beside everyone.

Several people felt like they had seen a ghost, and they got goosebumps all over their bodies. When did this old Taoist appear?

This fright made them even forget that Chen Huangpi had tricked them into signing but did not sign his own name.

"Senior...senior..."

The old man with goatee and others hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Arrogant at first and respectful later, it is nothing more than this.

The old Taoist in white robe tilted his head and glanced at them, and several people felt a chill in their hearts instantly.

Horrible...terrible!
What level of master is this person?

There wasn't even the slightest aura of accomplishment on his body. If one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, anyone would have taken him for an ordinary person.

Fortunately, the Taoist priest in white robe lost interest after just one glance at them and pulled Chen Huangpi aside.

"Huangpi'er, why did you come back just now?"

"Second Master, we were delayed on the road."

Chen Huangpi said obediently.

The second master and the first master have different temperaments and like to appear and disappear mysteriously.

And if he is unhappy, he will go crazy, not as easy to appease as the master.

The Taoist priest in white robe complained: "You came back after dark, Huangpi'er, you have become bad, you want to starve the master to death, right?"

Chen Huangpi said: "You won't starve to death. I brought back a lot of food."

Master never takes medicine.

Chen Huangpi coaxed him by saying that medicinal herbs are food ingredients, so that the master would eat them obediently. Otherwise, if he said they were medicine, he would not eat a single bite.

If you are not sick, why should you eat?
The Taoist priest in white robes glanced at those people again, and said to Chen Huangpi with satisfaction: "Huangpi, you are becoming more and more sensible. You know that your master is very hungry, so you brought back so much food. Now we can eat for several days."

Chen Huangpi nodded in response.

The old man with the goat beard and his companions felt that there was something else behind their words when they heard what the master and his disciples said, and they were extremely frightened.

But Chen Huangpi came over and comforted them in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid. My master... Second Master has developed brain problems from practicing martial arts. He is a very nice person, but he is starving."

As he spoke, Chen Huangpi patted his backpack and said, "This is where the food is. I'll cook for you tonight."

The smiles of several people became more forced.

……

It was getting darker. Chen Huangpi put some ingredients...

No, it was brought to the guest rooms of the Taoist temple by several guests.

Along the way, the old man with goat beard and others were frightened.

"Brother, has your Taoist temple always been this big?"

"It's like this at night. Don't move around. I'll bring the meal to you when it's ready."

Chen Huangpi gave serious instructions to a few people, then walked out carrying the brass oil lamp.

Jingxian Temple is actually very large, located in front and behind the entire Yuqiong Mountain.

It can accommodate thousands of people. There are more than ten seats in the front hall, back hall, side halls and side halls alone, not to mention the Sutra Library and the place where the Taoists live.

Only that was after dark.

During the day, you can only see the main hall, the alchemy room, the kitchen and rows of guest rooms.

Chen Huangpi remembered that one night, he wanted to enter the extra area at night to take a look, but he was discovered by his master before he could enter.

In the end, he and the brass oil lamp were severely beaten.

The old man with the goat beard and the others didn't know what was going on.

But when I was in the guest room, looking at the rows of houses around me that were obviously uninhabited but so clean that it looked as if someone cleaned them every day, I always felt an inexplicable sense of horror.

Fortunately, there is a brass oil lamp hanging in every guest room.

The bright lights gave them a sense of security.

These brass oil lamps look like they were made from the same mold throughout their entire length, even the strange tooth marks on them.

Someone whispered, "I always feel like there's something wrong with this place. It's like something is always watching us."

Someone said: "The same goes for the master and disciple. I clearly saw the old Taoist priest looking like he wanted to eat me just now."

Someone looked embarrassed: "I saw it too, he was drooling at me."

"And this ghost Taoist temple is not this big before dark. That kid brought us in, he must have bad intentions."

"Mr. Lin, you are the oldest among us, so you make the decision."

Old Lin, also known as the old man with a goatee, was listening to what everyone was saying, but he was thinking in his heart.

They were all government officials, receiving salaries from the court.

The purpose of entering the Ten Thousand Mountains at this time was to look for the source of evil pollution. For this purpose, they not only asked for a statue of god, but also brought a blessed feng shui plate. They did find it, on the mutated statue, but that thing was too terrifying, they could not bear it at all, and could only flee in panic.

I don’t know if it’s because the mutated statue is too terrifying, so it has the source of pollution on it.

Or is it because of the pollution source that it is so terrible?
In short, if they were weaker, they would follow the plan and lure them out of Xuzhou to create a panic.

At that time, in order to resist this thing and to protect the people in Xuzhou, it would be natural to increase taxes.

The taxes the monks wanted were not money or food.

That is what the people should hand over. What they want is popularity.

The incense used to worship the statues of gods is actually popularity.

Cultivation requires even more popularity, but monks respect the ancients and still continue to call it spiritual energy.

The monks and dignitaries were high and mighty, so naturally they did not want to lose popularity, so they had to make the common people suffer.

Now the plan has failed and another statue has been lost.

Old Lin originally wanted to take the statue from Jingxian Temple away so that he could at least give an explanation to that adult when he returned, but who knew that Jingxian Temple was so strange.

Without the protection of the statue, there are only the master and his disciple.

He is actually alive and well, and no evil things have come to him.

If it weren't for the constant feeling of fear in this Taoist temple, Old Lin would have felt that this place seemed much safer than Xuzhou, where thousands of statues of gods were enshrined.

Think of this.

Elder Lin shook his head at the others and said, "We must at least leave after daybreak. Otherwise, we will die once we leave the temple. I suspect that the mutant statue is hiding nearby, waiting for us to get out."

“But it seems even less safe here.”

"At least it's safe now..."

Elder Lin hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Wu, you and I are the only ones with the highest cultivation here. You and I will go out and investigate the master and his disciple. If something happens to us, the rest of us will try to hold on until dawn. If there is a chance, you must bring people to avenge us."

The rest of the people nodded.

But in fact, they all knew that Elder Lin and Zhang Wu, who had the highest cultivation levels, had both met with accidents. Could they, the weaker cultivators, still find a way to hold on until dawn this time?
If there really is such a method, why would we need to investigate the background of that evil master and disciple?
I have no other choice but to do this.

Old Lin and Zhang Wu no longer hesitated. The longer they delayed, the more uneasy they became.

After leaving the guest room, the two of them restrained their breath at the same time, and quickly rushed towards somewhere from the shadows without any movement.

Old Lin remembered that the yellow-skinned boy went to the kitchen before leaving, and he was not lying, because a smell of spices blew over in the wind.

"Are you really cooking?"

Lin Laochong secretly communicated with Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wu shook his head slightly: "Just go up and take a look and you'll know."

The two men came to the kitchen window, and the paper pasted on the window was like nothing to them.

There was a brass oil lamp covered with mud hanging in the kitchen.

There are several stoves about two meters high in the kitchen, with a huge pot on top.

Chen Huangpi was adding firewood diligently, making the fire burn very vigorously. The boiling hot water was bubbling and overflowing from the pot lid, filling the whole kitchen with stuffy steam.

See if it’s almost cooked.

Add tangerine peel, star anise, white cardamom and other spices into the pot.

Then, he suddenly said, "Second Master, do you feel the heat is high enough?"

Mr. Lin and Zhang Wu were shocked.

That strange old Taoist priest in white robe is also here?
But why didn’t they see it?
The next second, the voice of the old Taoist in white robe came from where they least expected.

The old Taoist in white robe complained in the pot: "The fire is too small. I feel that it can't be cooked. I still have to use my alchemy furnace. It is powerful and fierce."

(End of this chapter)