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Chapter 460 In order to sleep (for subscription)
"Appreciate further details."

Master Yixiu looked at Yang San expectantly.

"Master, have you ever thought about why the Taoist priest would play tricks on you?" Yang San asked.

Master Yixiu suddenly looked suspicious, thinking of his abnormal behavior when he was controlled before.

"Fellow Taoist refers to the poor monk who recites scriptures and Buddha? But this is indispensable in the daily practice of the poor monk."

Yang San nodded understandingly, "That's right. Master, you know that your practice has affected the world. Is such practice really necessary? Why does Master practice?

"We practitioners, to put it simply, are for detachment, and to put it grandly, for the salvation of all beings."

"So when your practice affects the world, or even hinders the world, is there any point in your practice?"

Yang San's call made Master Yixiu silent. After a long time, he put his hands together again and uttered the Buddha's words loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, you awakened the dreamer with a single word. In the future, the practice of the poor monk will be changed to daytime, so as not to cause troubles to others again."

"Master, it's good to have a bowel movement." Yang San laughed.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you have anything else to do? How about going to see Simu together?" Master Yixiu looked at Yang San wisely.

Although Yang San was talking about great principles, it was not for the sake of Taoist Simu, but Master Yixiu was very satisfied.

He could naturally see that with Yang San's cultivation base, trying to break his spell would be like flipping the palm of his hand, but Yang San came here to ask for his opinion, which can be said to have given him enough face.

Yang Shen and Master Yixiu talked and returned to the Simu Daoist with a smile, just in time to see Jingjing holding a soaring cannon, and was about to hang the doll on it. go to heaven.

The four-eyed priest maintained the same posture as the doll, looking at Jingjing in horror.

Yang San and Master Yixiu looked at each other and smiled.

Master Yixiu stepped forward to stop Jingjing's intention to ignite, "Simu, today's affairs are evened out, okay?"

"You dream."

Seeing Yang San and Master Yixiu coming together, the four-eyed Taoist thought that Yang San had persuaded Master Yixiu, so he couldn't help shouting.

"Come on, shoot him to the sky."

Master Yixiu said to Jingjing decisively.

Priest Simu didn't expect such a result, seeing the fire folder in Jingjing's hand getting closer and closer to the cannon, he hurriedly called out.

"Hey, forget it, it's even, it's even."

Master Yixiu couldn't help but smiled, "It's even, let's go."

After finishing speaking, he and Jingjing prepared to leave.

Seeing Master Yixiu leaving just like that, Daoist Simu hurriedly yelled as he was still sitting on the ground motionless.

"Hey, monk, won't you help me solve it?"

Master Yixiu looked at Yang San, and seeing that Yang San didn't intend to speak, he immediately rolled his eyes.

"Jia Le, go get your master a tank of oil to drink, drink it up when you're done, and drink it up in one gulp."

Hearing Master Yixiu's words, Yang San couldn't help but be amused, he made the tank oil, and the other god drank it all in one gulp.

Unexpectedly, under the urging of Taoist Master Si Mu, Jia Le actually brought a tank of oil!

That's why it must weigh more than ten catties, not to mention oil, even water is difficult to drink in one gulp.

Jiale put the oil tank in the hands of Taoist Simu, and it seemed that Taoist Simu really planned to drink it up.

Yang San hurriedly stopped him, signaling Jiale to take the oil tank away.

Jia Le took back the oil tank in doubt, Yang San patted the shoulder of the four-eyed Taoist priest, and the four-eyed Taoist priest immediately lay softly on the ground as if he had relieved acupoints.

"Master Daoist, you don't really intend to kill it, do you? The master is just joking with you." Yang San laughed.

"Yang San, I thought you wouldn't help me anymore, but you actually watched me almost get shot in the face."

The Taoist priest with four eyes collapsed on the ground, looking at Yang San unrequitedly.

"Master Daoist, I didn't stop you when you were punishing the master. When the master found out and came back, I naturally couldn't stop it. Besides, I helped you. Otherwise, what do you think I was doing just now?"

Yang San smiled and looked at Taoist Master Simu, just like what Jia Le said, these are two old urchins, just playing tricks on each other, it would be nice to add some seasoning to this boring life.

Seeing that Taoist Simu still didn't want to get up, Yang Shen said it funny.

"I just talked to the master, and the master has already agreed. There will be no chanting at night and in the morning, and it will be changed to daytime."

"Really?"

Simu Taoist suddenly sat up from the ground in surprise, "When did this monk become so easy to talk?"

"Of course it's true. It's called understanding with emotion and acting with reason. Master Yixiu is still very clear about right and wrong." Yang San laughed.

"What? Master won't chant scriptures early in the morning? What a pity."

Jia Le, who put the oil tank back into the side room, shook his head regretfully when he heard the master change the time of chanting.

"How about Jiale, do you like to listen to that monk chanting scriptures?" the Taoist priest with four eyes frowned and called.

"Uh, it's not that I like it, it's just that I'm used to it, and when I hear the sound of the master chanting sutras, I really want to sleep, and I can fall asleep in a short time."

Seeing the terrifying appearance of Taoist Simu, Jia Le quickly explained that if Taoist Simu felt that he loved to chant scriptures, who knows if he would send himself to become a monk.

"Okay, it's fine if the monk doesn't always chant scriptures when I'm sleeping."

The four-eyed Taoist got up happily, and made a fuss for a long time, and got up so early in the morning, I was exhausted, so I went back to catch up on sleep.

Back in the room, the four-eyed Taoist happily pushed aside a series of ear plugs that he had prepared last night.

"It's wonderful to have quiet days."

Just as Taoist Simu lay down for a while, the sound of Master Yixiu chanting scriptures and knocking on the bowl came from the next door.

"Ahh~ Yang San, didn't you say that he doesn't recite scriptures anymore?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest opened the door angrily, and looked at Yang San who was stunned, with fire in his eyes.

Yang San looked at the time helplessly, it turned out that it was past ten o'clock before he knew it.

"Master Yixiu just promised me not to chant sutras in the evening and early morning. It's almost noon now, how does the master know that you are still going to sleep?"

Hearing the continuous sound of chanting sutras from next door, the blue veins on the forehead of Simu Daozhang slowly formed a # shape.

"No, I can't take it anymore. I bought his house and he didn't sell it. It's really not good. I'd better move."

Yang San looked at the four-eyed Taoist priest speechlessly. These are really two extremes. One wants to sleep when he hears the chanting, while the other feels extremely irritable when he hears the chanting.

"Forget it, Taoist priest, I'll teach you how to draw the silencer. I'll post one when you sleep in the future, so that you can sleep until you wake up naturally."

Simu Daoist suddenly called out in surprise, "Yang San, can you still draw talismans?"

"Know a thing or two."

The four-eyed Taoist master's original talisman level was not high, otherwise he would not have chosen the strenuous work of chasing corpses.

However, under the strong need of sleep, the four-eyed Taoist leader exerted [-]% of his potential, and soon learned the silencer.

The four-eyed Taoist priest who just learned happily went back to the room to test his results...

(End of this chapter)