Daoist Changqing felt that his apprentice was worthless.

Yuan Xueyao's confession made her worried.

The Taoist priest told her: "The warlock will not take you seriously. If the warlock harms ordinary people, he will suffer backlash, and he will also be affected.

Your half-tone is the safest, and you don't have to worry about the Yuan family's mischief. The two brothers and sisters in the Yuan family have their purpose, not to deal with you. "

Chen Sushang turned his head.

Ye Feng blew her short hair, her cheeks were cold, and she looked at her master quietly: "The Yuan family brothers and sisters? Isn't it Yuan family uncle and nephew three?"

The master sighed.

How good would her agility be when used in magic?

It can be seen that without talent, even if you work hard, you can only be an ordinary person.

"Ye Wei is Ye Wei, his original surname is Ye. He is not the uncle of the Yuan family, but an uncle." Changqing Taoist priest said, "This is the advantage of having many friends, knowing everything and preventing problems. Yu Weiran. You are too rigid and do not like to socialize.

What is the world now? Which way to make a fortune or promotion does not require communication? You don't know how to play, and you'll be a nobody for the rest of your life. "

Chen Sushang: "..."

Master is peddling his idea of ​​just-in-time pleasure again.

Chen Sushang turned around and went back to the house.

After she fell asleep, Yuan Xueyao's mind was filled with the scene of Yuan Xueyao's random drawing of spells. She was shocked and admired, and woke up in the middle of the night.

She hurriedly put on her clothes and got out of bed to find her master.

It was already past three in the morning, and Master Night Owl was still on the phone.

He spoke so affectionately that it was even a bit unbearable. Chen Sushang coughed heavily, and a voice suddenly came from the phone: "Who is it?"

Is a delicate woman.

The master smiled and said, "No one, the maid who delivers supper."

The woman's voice was still high, questioning vaguely.

The master said, "Then you will live in my house in the future, and look at me every day to see if it is a maid?"

There was a laugh over there, the laughter was crisp and sweet, it should be a young and energetic lady.

After a few more perfunctory words, the master hung up the phone and lay in bed weakly. He had been on the phone all night and was very tired.

He took the gold watch by the bed and looked at it: "It's so late, you can't sleep? I won't take you to bed, you're already a big girl."

As a child, Chen Sushang would have nightmares at night. She has always slept in the warm pavilion of the master's wing, and she would get into the master's bed whenever she had a nightmare.

Although her master is naughty, she is very clean, and the quilt is soft and comfortable, which can make her feel at ease.

"...No, Master, I want to learn spells well!" Chen Sushang said, "I haven't learned spells well, and out of the hundred pictures I drew, only a few are useful."

Changqing Daochang narrowed his eyes: "What kind of madness are you making in the middle of the night?"

"I really want to learn." Chen Sushang shook his arm, "Master, don't play anymore, you take time every day to teach me!"

It is the duty of a master to teach disciples spells, but his apprentice is really stupid.

Back then, when Changqing was studying the Fa, he read and groped by himself, and no one led him in. It's a pity that those things were destroyed by the burning of the Taoist temple. In the past ten years, every time he went to the Chen family to live, he had to teach Chen Sushang carefully, and then when he went next time, he found that she had basically made no progress.

In those ten years, she only learned to look at pictures, and to look at Feng Shui with the help of a compass.

"Okay." Changqing Daoist was reluctant, "If you can't learn it again, I will beat people."

Chen Sushang rolled his eyes: "Did the great master beat you when you were studying the Fa?"

Daoist Changqing leaned on the pillow as if he had no bones: "Yo, you will talk back? If you were too master, you would have slapped and slapped over, how can you allow your apprentice to be so unfilial?

There are more than a dozen brothers and sisters, and I am the smartest. You are too late for my master, so how could you beat me? If your fourth uncle is still alive, I can pull him out to educate you, and let you see what happens when you contradict your master and are stupid. "

At the end of his words, the smile on his face gradually faded.

Ten years later, when I think of the past, I still feel the pain in my heart, even if he is so experienced, he can't hide it.

He can't be idle, can't leave the feasting, can't leave the magic, otherwise his mind is full of all kinds of Taoism.

He is similar to Chen Sushang's background, and was picked up by his master since he was a child. In that era, wars broke out frequently, and people died of starvation everywhere. His master's dozen or so disciples all came from such hardships.

Some of them could no longer survive at home, so they gave their children to the Taoist temple, begging the Taoist to give them food;

His master often said to him: "Changqing, you were only two years old at the time, and you bit my trouser legs without letting go. I think this puppy is very clever, so I'll bring it back and play with it. Who knows how to raise a puppy? Monkey temper!"

Their Taoist temples were prosperous, and in such a war-torn era, the Taoists still lived well.

They claim to be descendants of the Mai lineage. In fact, the technique is too difficult to learn. The master and the brothers have not even learned the level of Chen Sushang.

The Taoist priest Changqing, on the other hand, was self-taught by relying on his master's collection of ancient books.

If all of them have the ability of Evergreen Daoist, they will not be destroyed by that group of robbers.

The robbers are bandits from twenty miles away. They have long heard about the wealth of Taoist temples and have been planning to **** them. There were seven or eight hundred of them, and two rebels who had been kicked out from the Taoist temple led the way, and they were familiar with the road.

Daoist Changqing couldn't figure it out for a long time, why he had mastered his technique, but he didn't foresee the danger in advance. Later, he met Mr. Ning.

Mr. Ning is also a warlock, and he claims to have lived for thousands of years.

He told Taoist Changqing: "A warlock peeks into the secrets of heaven. If you don't control yourself, you will commit five evils and three deficiencies, and the people closest to you may suffer. Not to mention predicting danger, the entire Taoist temple may be the punishment of heaven for you. They were killed by robbers, but it was because of you."

If someone else said this, he would definitely beat him up, but he knew that Mr. Ning was powerful, and he was definitely not joking.

After that, Daoist Changqing refused to stay in a certain place for a long time, and even the friends around him changed one after another.

He also gave Ali to Mrs. Chen to raise him, and was alone.

Now, he is just temporarily filling Ali's life after Mrs. Chen's death to let her relax. In another year and a half, he will leave again.

It's fine to teach Ali a little technique, she only has a little bit now, if she can learn 20%, plus she has a good understanding of the world, I believe she can protect herself, and even use these techniques to live a delicious life.

"I really can't bear to teach you." Changqing Daoist smiled again, "You are doing well now. You are quite qualified in fortune-telling alone. You can set up a stall and you will not starve to death in the future."

Chen Sushang: "..."

After Daoist Changqing finished speaking, he smiled again: "If you want to learn spells, that's fine, just learn it, and let you know what 'dead wood can't be carved' means."

Chen Sushang: "Master, I want to leave you!"

The Taoist priest covered his chest and said coyly, "Unfilial and disobedient!"