My apprentice is a little weird?

A magnetic and calm voice sounded behind him, accompanied by the tapping sound of a cane.

Fuling frowned, which was rare, and her expression was as ugly as if she had eaten ten pounds of dog shit. She slowly turned around and looked at him with disgust.

There is a strong resistance in it, which is not concealed.

"Bald donkey, you really are haunting me. I keep running into you wherever I go."

Jiang Yan and the other man followed his gaze and saw a young monk in the crowd, holding a salute with one hand, leaning on a crutch and walking towards them with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He looked at them with smiling eyes.

Jiang Yan didn't see his full appearance until he came in front of him. He was wearing a simple light grey robe, with a shiny head reflecting the dazzling light under the scorching sun.

The young man had a handsome face and looked like a pretty monk.

But... for some reason, there were bruises at the corners of his eyes, and his legs looked injured, and his arm with the crutch was also trembling slightly.

Jiang Yan looked him up and down for a few times and then avoided his gaze. On the one hand, it was because his arm was pinched by Shen Ming, and on the other hand, it was because his head was too bright.

"Good, Buddha of Free Light~"

"Fuling, long time no see, how are you these days~"

"No, I'm really upset to see a bald ass like you."

"It's really my fault that I made you unhappy~ Also, I still hope you can call me by my Buddhist name "Shouzheng", after all..."

"The name Bald Donkey belongs to my master~"

"Haha, you guys are really like an old bald donkey leading a young bald donkey, one bald donkey after another~"

"Good, Buddha of Free Light. If Donor Fuling likes to be called that, then go ahead. There is nothing wrong with upholding the truth."

The young monk was very polite and somewhat reluctantly put his hands together and saluted. Fuling felt as if he was hitting cotton, with nowhere to exert force and feeling uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Yan watched the whole thing and suddenly became very interested. He also heard the Buddhist chants from the monk Shouzheng, and he felt as if he had heard them somewhere before...

He counted with his fingers briefly and a light bulb went off in his head, and he remembered.

This monk was the "flower monk" mentioned by the waiter at Qingfeng Inn before!

I never thought I would see him today, and he looks like he has a lot in common with Fuling~

It’s like... we’ve known each other for a long time?

"Brother Fu, this is..."

Fuling seemed very reluctant, but still said very quickly:

"He's just a bald ass. I've met him a few times before."

"My name is Shouzheng. I have no temple or gate now. I travel around the world to relieve the suffering of the world."

Monk Shouzheng started introducing himself to Jiang Yan and the others.

Jiang Yan also bowed politely and introduced himself and Shen Ming to him.

Throughout the whole process, Monk Shouzheng appeared to be courteous, polite and gentle, with measured conversation, just like a high-level monk who had attained enlightenment.

It left a good impression on Jiang Yan.

Fuling watched the whole process, just sneered but didn't interrupt.

"Bald donkey, what are you doing here? Are you following me again?"

"And your legs, what's wrong? You got beaten again~"

Shouzheng saluted with one hand and smiled.

"Good, Buddha of Free Light~"

"I came here only to redeem the evils of this place and give you a bright tomorrow. As for this injury... it's just a stinking skin bag~"

Fuling smiles with her lips but not her eyes.

"Okay, go ahead. We have to go somewhere else. Sorry, I can't keep you company. Bye!"

After saying that, he turned around and left with Jiang Yan and the others.

Jiang Yan nodded slightly to Shouzheng as a farewell, and Shouzheng sent him off with a Buddhist salute.

After turning around, Jiang Yan approached curiously and asked:

"Brother Fuling, do you have any grudge against Shouzheng? You look like you don't like him very much~"

Fuling clenched her fists slightly and bit her cheeks tightly.

"I don't want to say it now, but you will soon know why I don't like him, brother Jiang."

"Oh? Brother, what you said kind of piqued my interest~"

Jiang Yan turned his head slightly to look at the monk Shouzheng, only to see him stop at the place where Fuling was before, facing the short stall owner, clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

"My dear donor, I have some questions to ask you. Could you please tell me?"

The stall owner swallowed his saliva again and said hesitantly:

"What...what do you want to ask? The prices here are not cheap! Also, don't try to default on your payment!"

Monk Shouzheng smiled, reached into his sleeve, took out a bulging bag of silver and handed one to the stall owner.

His eyes lit up immediately, and he kept saying, "Ask, ask!"

But he just shook his head slightly.

"This is not a payment for me, this is a payment for the donor just now~"

"I will only pay my money if the questions I'm about to ask are to my liking~"

The stall owner didn't understand, he only understood one thing. That is, there are two orders for payment!!

Wuhu!! The depression just now also dissipated at this moment! When looking at the monk in front of him, he felt that the Buddha's light behind him was thousands of feet! He looked like a great monk!

"Master, if you ask, I will tell you everything I know!!"

Shouzheng nodded slightly with a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Yan looked at it with some doubt:

"This upright monk seems to be quite magnanimous. With Fuling's personality, there is no way she would dislike him, right?"

At this moment, Shouzheng asked his question in a serious tone.

Shouzheng: "Excuse me, are there any prostitutes in this city?"

Stall owner: “Ah?”

Jiang Yan: “Ahem!”

Fuling remained silent, sneered with disdain and said inwardly:

"Heh~ You bald ass!"

…………

Xianyuan Town is quite large, with quite a few lively places, most of which are shops.

Most of them are related to the "immortals", and the place is crowded with people trying their best to get in.

Although many things are exaggerated and have incredible effects, there are also many small items among them that can be considered "useful".

Many "strange and clever skills" that are useless in the world of cultivating immortals have found their due role here.

Jiang Yan, Shen Ming, and Fu Ling were amazed that there was such a thing. It really opened their eyes.

Of course, Jiang Yan also met many real practitioners here, such as those big-name century-old stores, most of the shopkeepers there are cultivators.

Of course, there are various marketing methods involved, such as all kinds of people, um, those exotic beauties, the kind that are fairy-like, charming and stunning.

Just wait for the arrival of the "destined boy", "the protagonist", "the child of destiny" to start... uh... a touching love story.

Of course, Jiang Yan said to these women, they are all pretty skeletons. My Tao heart is indestructible, looking at them is like looking at white bones, I can't have any thoughts about them at all.

...Actually, none of this matters. What matters is that Jiang Yan saw many non-human cultivators among them.

That is what is commonly known as "monsters", but these monsters do not carry any hostility or turbid air. Their bodies are clear and spiritual, and their pure and spiritual aura is compelling. They should be orthodox demon immortals who practice.

Anyone can participate in this conference, as long as they have not committed serious crimes. Some small goblins and monsters of the Chengfeng Sword Sect will turn a blind eye.

.........