The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 212
After installing the last pocket camera, Qin Yao thought about it, and "professionally" began to clean up the traces left in the house.

From the beginning to the end, she did not discover Ji Yeyue's existence.

Of course, the black-bellied lolita Ji Yeyue quietly retreated after hearing her little conspiracy.

Qin Yao felt that this operation was perfectly completed, so she went through the window, grabbed the rope tightly, and prepared to leave along the route to the roof.

Just as she was about to climb up, Qin Yao turned her head and suddenly saw a strange spell drawn on the window of Li Changan's bedroom and under the protruding balcony.

Qin Yao, who has a long history of family education, saw that the thing was painted with cinnabar, and knew it was a Taoist spell.

She glanced curiously, but saw a pair of strange winged lions painted between the runes and spells on the wall, which were lifelike.The two lions sit facing each other, their left eye is a purple sun, and their right eye is a yellow and white moon.

There is also a mantra written under the lion: "All the heavens are here, the Supreme Emperor Xuanzong. The ghosts are bitter, and they will all be saved."

"What kind of incantation is this?" Qin Yao said to herself, she felt that the pair of lion's eyes were very frightening, the purple sun and the yellow and white moon were full of scorching energy, as if they were staring at her.

"This guy Li Changan is really an ignorant Taoist priest. He actually drew a talisman outside his bedroom for blessing." Qin Yao sneered in her heart, took out a wet towel, and wiped it vigorously: "I let you draw a talisman, let you draw a talisman!"

But the mantra and the lion seemed to be born on the wall. Qin Yao spent a lot of effort, let alone a lion, and didn't even erase a single character.

She looked at the time, she couldn't delay any more, but she was really upset and left like that.

"This spell must be broken." Qin Yao thought seriously, and suddenly thought of a book about Maoshan Taoism that she had read in her grandfather's study before. Yang Dao method.

Looking at the pair of lions and the mantra, it may be that pure Yang Taoism.

Qin Yao gritted her teeth, took out a small knife and cut her finger, then wiped the mantra casually. Seeing that the whole mantra was messed up, she proudly climbed up the rope and left quietly.

Just after Qin Yao left, the lion rune on the wall suddenly changed.

The runes written by Li Changan himself with cinnabar began to blur a little bit, and then it was like being washed by dirty water, everything became chaotic, and the eyes of the two lions were shining, as if they were struggling, but they were also blurred by erosion stand up.

The most frightening thing is that the bit of virgin blood left by Qin Yao began to seep into the wall, mixed with all the runes and cinnabar, and finally turned into blood with a fishy smell, which continued to seep from the wall.

In the end, spider web-like scarlet blood streaks appeared on the walls of An Bo's apartment, and then disappeared little by little.

Under the floor of the apartment, a cloud of green air invisible to the naked eye began to gather, and then formed a gloomy air mass, which kept roaring and hitting the building, and finally, like a mouse, burrowed into the wall and disappeared.

At this moment, Ji Yeyue was lying on her comfortable little bed, thinking about the scene she just saw.

"When it's dawn, the master should be back. I have to find a way to hold him back and prevent him from entering the apartment." Ji Yeyue thought in her heart: "If the master comes in, the cameras in the house and so on must be hidden I can't help him, um, that's how it is done, there will be a good show tonight."

Ji Yeyue was thinking, when a cold wind blew outside, she hurriedly pulled up the quilt and covered her.

"It's so strange, what the hell is this, it's so cold." Ji Yeyue muttered to herself, and slowly fell asleep.

……

Li Changan stayed in the cemetery for a long time, and didn't come back until dawn.

Before he reached Anpu's apartment, he saw Ji Yeyue holding a small copper pot, waiting for him at the intersection of the main street.

"Yeyue, why are you so diligent today?" Li Changan came over with a smile and asked.

Ji Yeyue showed a cute smile: "Master, I thought of a very delicious breakfast last night. I thought you would like it, so I made it early in the morning. This breakfast should be eaten while it is hot. Why don't we go Do you want to eat in Su Wanying's company?"

Li Changan smiled slightly: "Why do I feel that you are a bit too attentive?"

Even though he said this, he was still tempted by the sweet smell in the copper pot, and couldn't wait to lift the lid of the pot and take a look.

In fact, the small copper pot has a lot of space inside, and it has two floors. At this time, there are three pieces of red bamboo charcoal on the bottom, with barbed wire on it. Inside the round pot, red, white and green are really beautiful.

The red ones are Huaiyang candied dates, the white ones are West Lake snow lotus roots, the blue ones are Dongting lotus seeds, and the blue ones are the lotus leaves of the Eight Immortals.

On top of the red, white and blue green, there are square pieces of crystal-like snow-like rice cakes being stewed. The aroma keeps coming out from the bottom of the pot, and it is still steaming.

Li Changan's saliva was drooling: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, this is 'Taishangjun steamed rice cakes', you girl is really good, the rice cakes are well made, it's hard for you."

Ji Yeyue proudly put the lid on the pot: "Master, let's go to the company as soon as possible. The fire is not hot enough now, so it's time to eat while it's hot."

Li Changan put everything behind him and nodded again and again: "Come on, hurry up, I think it will take at most 2 minutes, this pot of steamed rice cakes must not be overcooked, it is old-age cakes from Shengzhou, once it is overcooked, That's sticky."

Ji Yeyue walked quickly with him, but couldn't help but sighed: "Master, you are really the best eater I've ever met."

Li Chang'an smiled faintly: "Gourmet food is a gift from heaven, you can't live up to it, if you live long enough, long enough, you will find, people, you have to find a hobby that you can stick to, otherwise, you will get tired of living."

Ji Yeyue sounded strange, but now she just wanted to drag Li Changan from going back to the apartment, so she followed his words and started talking about anecdotes about food.

Li Changan chatted happily with this black-bellied lolita, and said that the rice cakes in Shengzhou were produced in Zhejiang Province, and that making rice cakes is a skill handed down from the ancestors, and the rice cakes are not made of ordinary new glutinous rice, but the old stalk rice left over from previous years. Shelling and mashing, continuous processing for one month, beating every day.

The taste of the rice cakes from that place is even more different, with a moderate viscosity and excellent elasticity, but it is soft and chewy in the mouth.

"There used to be a beauty in a red dress in Shengzhou. She made rice cakes in a very unusual way. She didn't use well water, but spring water. The rice cakes made by that beauty had a natural sweet taste." Li Changan said. Swallowing his mouth, he seemed to be reminiscing the taste of that rice cake: "Just because of her rice cake, I lived in a hut under Tianmu Mountain and stayed there for more than half a year."

Ji Yeyue pursed her mouth: "The master is bragging again, but I seem to have heard of Laoshan that day."

The two talked like this, and they arrived at Su Wanying's new company without knowing it.

When he opened the door, he saw the beautiful president standing in front of the wall of the hall, but he was facing the portrait of Fei Tian on the wall, watching with rapt attention, he didn't even notice that Li Changan and Ji Yeyue came in.

(End of this chapter)