A Taoist friend of mine

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Wen Xili took time to calm down: "How many masters have you worshiped, Miss Song?"

"There are only three of them in total." Song Tie snapped his fingers, and suddenly said "ah", "How do you know that I have worshiped the master, who told you, okay, I didn't expect you to be such a person, I am really Misread you, oh my god--"

"Miss Song." Wen Yuli interrupted her speechlessly, "You told me yourself."

Song Tuo thought about it, and it seemed that he had indeed talked about it with Wen Yuli, so he hurriedly smiled, "That's a man who has wandered thousands of miles in the rivers and lakes, with five big and three rough guys, and I know their three-legged cat kung fu. The things you practice are so strange, when the time comes Going out, the blue is better than the blue, what a sight—"

Three-legged cat kung fu?The few you worshiped seem to be the top ten masters in the Jianghu rankings.

"Thank you." Wen Yuli interrupted her with a smile, "I don't accept apprentices."

Song Tuo refused to let go: "What about the Taoist couple?"

Wen Xili spat out with a "poof".

"Miss Song, we are both women." Wen Yuli reminded, Song Teng stomped his feet angrily, "Who knows how to follow you, there is no way, and, what's wrong with the Taoist couple, you hate me ? I'm not happy yet!"

Wen Xili smiled: "If you want to stay, you just say it directly, why are you beating around the bush?"

In fact, the relationship between the two has eased a lot after a few days of getting along, and now there is no enmity or grudge, and it is unexpectedly found that the other party is not difficult to get along with, and they can be regarded as half friends.

Since we are friends, follow along.

"Really?" Song Tuo's eyes lit up, "Have you considered teaching me your crooked ways?"

Wen Xili: "...It's a beautiful idea."

After finishing the trash talking, the two of them washed and shaved and left for Yue Mansion. A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance came to receive them. They exchanged polite greetings and sat down one after another.

"I've been looking forward to this for a long time, but finally Xiangu is here----" Not long after sitting down, Master Yue began to sigh, "But Xiangu just looked at her face, I don't know where your school is?"

Wen Xili smiled politely and replied: "It's nothing but grass, there is no school, no sect, Master Yue flattered me."

As soon as the words fell, Master Yue's expression changed, and he leaned over and whispered to Song Jian: "Is there any problem with the person you recommended, why do I think..."

Song Tun's temper was very violent, he didn't want others to question her, so he pounded the table and yelled loudly: "Okay, Lao Yue, I really didn't expect you to be such a person, how difficult it is for me to visit your house from Luoshui ? Although we haven’t known each other for long, it’s a great embarrassment for a very reputable person, you know?”

Master Yue sighed in his heart, but on the surface he kept apologizing: "Don't dare."

Sure enough, it's quite strong for officials to suppress things like this, but it's just that they are so polite when they see other people's daughters.

Wen Xili took a sip of tea secretly, and said with a smile, "Master Yue, let's get straight to the point, what happened to Qianyuan?"

"Ah--" Master Yue sighed, and then he spoke.

Three months ago, Yue Lin, the only daughter whom Master Yue held in the apex of his heart, for some reason, had a major change in temperament, not to mention weird behavior, and always put on airs, insisting on going to the courtyard to sing in the courtyard late at night.

When Master Yue saw his daughter like this, he hurriedly invited someone to remove her. However, her daughter's condition was not relieved, but worsened, and there was a strong stench in the air from time to time.

"Smelly smell?" Wen Xili frowned, and listened to Master Yue's explanation, "Yes, it's not necessarily during the day, but it's quite strong at night, and it made everyone in the mansion faint."

"It's a bit disgusting." Song Tie curled his lips and swallowed a piece of pastry, "But I would like to know, your daughter sings an opera in the middle of the night, what is she singing? Is it yellow plum opera?"

"No." Master Yue said tactfully, "It seems to have been spread in the market."

"That's right." A clear and clear voice followed Master Shangyue's words, and looking towards the source of the sound, he saw a man standing in front of the door, and said in a round and correct accent: "It's the eighteen touches that have been circulated in the market."

The three of them sprayed tea together with a "poof".

Song Tuo's face was full of grief: "The folk customs are really inferior. I didn't expect there to be such a monster, but the one in front of the door, it seems that you understand it very well?"

"I've heard of it before." The visitor stepped forward, "Sister Wen."

Wen Xili put down the teacup and took a closer look.

The person in front of me looks like a pure gentleman, but he is wearing a nondescript yellow crown and a wide-sleeved Taoist robe made of blue cloth, but the key point is that this person is short and the robe does not fit tightly, and it falls slipperily. The way he is jumping and shuffling clothes with Shifang shoes is very funny.

The visitor stepped into the hall and bowed in a regular manner: "I am Yin Daoping."

Chapter 4 3

Yin Daoping, a well-known young Taoist leader in the world, has superb methods and is endowed with "clean style and integrity". He is a first-class talent for helping the world. The key is that this person treats everyone equally, and is willing to take on any job, regardless of remuneration. Good people first.

Wen Xili had very few interactions with him, and it was just a friendship between nods. She never thought that the other party would recognize her, which really surprised her.

But since the other party treated each other with courtesy, of course she had to be polite, she stood up and bowed: "Junior Brother Yin, long time no see."

"Oh?" Song Wei was surprised, leaned over and whispered to Wen Yuli, "You two are senior sisters and younger brothers? Why do I feel that the person in front of me looks older than you, and still calls you senior sister. Wait, people should not be judged by their appearance, could it be you It's an old hag!"

Wen Xili replied to her coldly: "Miss Song, we are arranged according to seniority."

"Dao Daoist Yin is here, and he is far away to welcome you." When Master Yue saw that everyone was there, he quickly stood up and led the way, "Everyone, please follow me."

They walked through corridors and halls, and soon came to Miss Yue's boudoir. As soon as they arrived at the door, they heard a long opera, Master Yue turned pale, sighed and said "here it is again", and then backed out.

Listening to the tune, Song Tuo's eyelids twitched: "It's really eighteen touches, what kind of taste is this?"

Wen Xili also twitched his eyelids: "Pindao thinks it's better to go in and see the situation first, regardless of the taste."

Yin Daoping walked around to Song Tuo and stood up straight without anyone noticing, "Senior Sister Wen is right."

"Damn!" Song Tun was scared out of his wits, shrank behind Wen Yuli and shivered, "I'm scared to death, hey boy, pay attention to the occasion, okay, don't bring such a scary thing!"

Yin Daoping said "I'm sorry", and stepped into the back room first. Wen Xili and Song Tuo glanced at each other, and followed him in.

The back room was in chaos, a handsome woman with disheveled clothes was lying on the desk and giggling, Song Teng frowned and said, "The disheveled hair is possessed by a female ghost?"

"No." Yin Daoping denied aloud, and surveyed left and right, "It's very strange, why there is no trace of breath around."

"It's really strange, but it's not hard to guess." Wen Xili walked up to the woman calmly, "It's not bad to be a demon, and her morality is not superficial. Miss Yue has been poisoned deeply, but she hasn't lost her three souls and seven souls. She looks like It's madness."

"Oh?" Yin Daoping frowned, "Since you don't want to take the three souls and seven souls, what else do you want?"

"I don't know." Wen Xili frowned, "But since it's nightfall and the stench comes out, there's no need to bother, just sit and wait for the turtle to be caught."

In the middle of the night, a singing sound suddenly came from the fragrant and hazy pavilion, ups and downs, but was suddenly overwhelmed by a stench. Yue Lin, dressed in neon clothes, danced in the direction of the smell, and his movements were not affected by the smell at all. Soon to the backyard.