This monk is a bit mean

"Soon? Soon what?"

Yunshu didn't understand why Bai Yunzi suddenly said this.

"I don't have much time left. I will soon go to see the King of Hell." Bai Yunzi replied with a smile.

"And have you ever heard, Saint Monk, that people who are about to die will have a magical power and can foresee certain things."

"I have a premonition right now that the spiritual energy of Fulong Continent is about to revive!"

Bai Yunzi looked at Yun Shu with burning eyes.

"Old senior, please don't look at me like that. I feel worse than drinking this spiritual tea."

Yun Shu couldn't stand this look.

He is not a savior, nor does he want to be one.

He only wanted to gather the seven things he was looking for and rescue his old ghost master.

Let the old ghost master save the bitch.

Then he went down the mountain and returned to secular life, wandering around the world with that stinky woman!

As for being the chosen one and saving the continent, whoever wants to do it can do it!

"Old Senior, after all this talk, you still haven't told me why you came to see me?"

"Don't feel pressured, Holy Monk. I just want to establish a good relationship with you, that's all!" Bai Yunzi still answered with a smile.

Yunshu didn't believe it, but he was embarrassed to say it out loud.

I wanted to raise my teacup and offer tea to ease the awkwardness.

The moment I looked at the teacup, my stomach started churning and I felt nauseous again, so I had to give up.

Bai Yunzi directly said what Yun Shu was thinking: "I know the holy monk doesn't believe it, but it doesn't matter, I just believe in the holy monk."

"Xiao Meng, you must fulfill any requests of the Holy Monk while he is in Beijing!" Bai Yunzi suddenly ordered Meng Decai beside him.

"Disciple, obey the order of the ancestor!"

"As long as the holy monk is still in the capital, there must be someone following him at all times to serve him," Bai Yunzi continued.

"Disciple, I understand!" Meng Decai bowed and accepted the order.

Yun Shu scratched his head and said with a smile: "Old senior, this... is a bit too embarrassing."

"Haha, it's okay. If my magic power had been exhausted, I would be willing to serve the holy monk and do his best." Bai Yunzi said with a chuckle.

"I dare not, I dare not!" Yun Shu said politely with his fist clasped.

"Saint Monk, I am old. I feel sleepy after talking for so long. I will go back to my room first. Saint Monk, if you need anything, please find Xiao Meng."

Bai Yunzi yawned, apologized to Yunshu, and then walked towards the backyard with the support of Meng Decai.

When they reached the backyard, Meng Decai whispered, "Grandfather, do we at Baiyun Taoist Temple really have to obey the orders of this holy monk?"

Bai Yunzi took out a tickler and hit Meng Decai hard on the top of his head.

Then he said, "Do you take my words as fart?"

Meng Decai held his head and said, "I dare not, I dare not!"

"Remember, if he asks you to give him a bath, you can't refuse! If he wants to sleep with the emperor's son's concubine, you have to help him capture her!"

"Do you understand?" Bai Yunzi knocked Meng Decai's head hard again.

"Xiao Meng, I understand!" Meng Decai replied in pain.

After sending Bai Yunzi back to the house, Meng De returned to the front yard of the Taoist temple and saw Yunshu still playing with the mynah bird.

He slowly walked up to the cloud tree, rubbed his hands and said, "Holy monk..."

"No, no, no! Please don't call me that, senior. I don't deserve it." Yun Shu waved his hand to stop Meng Decai.

"And this time when I came to the capital, I was just pretending to be a bald man, not a monk. Senior, you should just call me Xiaoyun or Xiaoshu." Yunshu suggested.

"Okay, okay, it's all up to Master Sheng... Oh no, it's all up to Master Yun!" Meng Decai immediately changed his words.

"Then Xiaoyun will not disturb your temple anymore and will go down the mountain now!" Yunshu clasped his fists and said goodbye, and was about to leave.

"No, no, no, Mr. Yun, please wait a moment!" Meng Decai hurriedly stopped Yun Shu who was about to leave.

Yunshu was puzzled.

Meng Decai explained: "Meng has four disciples in total, the eldest disciple Fang Qingyi, the second disciple Zhu Fengxi, the third disciple Han Ming, and the fourth disciple Liu Yueer."

"Master Yun has met the eldest disciple Fang Qingyi. The other four disciples have similar cultivation levels to her. I wonder which disciple Master Yun wants to keep by his side?"

Meng Decai remembered Bai Yunzi's instructions to send a disciple to follow Yunshu and be at his disposal at any time.

Fang Qingyi, who was hiding far away, overheard these words and prayed desperately: "Don't choose me! Don't choose me! Don't choose me!"

"Let's talk about Miss Fang!" Yun Shu answered simply.

"it is good!"

"Why don't you come out!" Meng Decai shouted behind him.

He had already noticed Fang Qingyi, who was hiding behind and acting suspiciously.

Fang Qingyi walked to Meng Decai with a sad face.

She muttered, "Master, I have been feeling unwell these days. Why don't you let Second Junior Brother or Third Junior Brother go? Or Fourth Junior Sister will do."

"Monk, my fourth junior sister is so beautiful, you will definitely like her!" Fang Qingyi gave Yunshu another suggestion.

Meng Decai glared at Fang Qingyi and said, "Fang Qingyi! Your junior sister is only nine years old this year!"

"Oh!" Fang Qingyi said in a sullen tone.

"Hmph, little girl, just wait and see how Brother Shu treats you these days!" Yun Shu rolled his eyes at Fang Qingyi.

He then said to Meng Decai, "Senior Meng, I also want to take the starling with me. I will send it back to you after I leave the capital."

"Mr. Yun, please do as you please."

Meng Decai was actually quite puzzled as to why Yunshu wanted to take the starling away.

But it’s hard to ask.

However, when he accidentally saw the teacup on the tea table not far away, he seemed to understand something.

Taking away the starlings is taking away the raw material producers.

"It turns out that Young Master Yun has a strong taste!" Meng Decai exclaimed in his heart.

"Qingyi, take my dear and go with Master Yun."

Meng Decai resumed his status as the sect leader and gave Fang Qingyi instructions.

Fang Qingyi walked towards the starling with a bitter face.

Yunshu refused Meng Decai's proposal to take him down the mountain.

He chose to hike down the mountain with Fang Qingyi and Myna.

"Are you stupid? You have the master's sword but you have to go on your own?"

Fang Qingyi, carrying a birdcage, followed Yun Shu and muttered.

The birdcage contains the starling.

After hearing this, the myna imitated Fang Qingyi's tone and said, "Are you stupid? Are you stupid? Are you stupid? Do you have to go by yourself?"

"Xiao Fang, pull out three hairs from the starling's butt as a punishment!" Yun Shu said without even turning his head.

"Don't pull it out! Don't pull it out! Don't pull it out!" the starling shouted anxiously.

Fang Qingyi still took action.

After the starling cried three times, Fang Qingyi had three more tail feathers in her hand.

"These three hairs are a reward for you!"

"Hmph, you don't have much hair on your head, so I'll leave it to you!" After saying that, Fang Qingyi threw three feathers towards Yunshu.

Something unexpected happened.

The moment the feather left his hand, it disappeared into thin air, and when it reappeared the next second, it had already reached Yunshu.

After touching the skin of the cloud tree, it slowly floated down.

Yun Shu stretched out his hand to catch the feather and asked, "What kind of skill is this? The moment this feather flew out, it actually disappeared into the void. Not only is it invisible to the naked eye, but even the divine consciousness cannot find it. If this is a flying sword, wouldn't I be stabbed through by you?"

Fang Qingyi was even more surprised than Yun Shu: "I didn't use any skills at all, I just threw it casually!"

"Ok?"