There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Ruo Cang's movements flowed like clouds and flowing water, and he played hand formulas.

Ou Zhiming's spirit was shaken, and he was terrified by the cruelty and brutality that he shouldn't have at such a young age!

However, before his panic was over, he saw Ruo Cang with short hands and feet, sitting on a grand teacher's chair, kicking his legs and pushing his hands, with round and fierce eyes, so cute that Ou Zhiming's soul trembled.

The swift and resolute hand formula has no effect on him, and it can even help him appreciate the seriousness of the little Ruo Cang.

Haha.

Ou Zhiming couldn't help laughing, even if he was purely a soul with no mouth to hook, he couldn't stop the pleasure brought by the sight.

That's right, Ruo Cang's Taoism has always been ineffective for him.

If it worked, he wouldn't let him see Xiao Ruocang working so hard to practice hand tactics, with his eyebrows raised up in anger, but there was nothing he could do!

Ou Zhiming laughed too obviously, Ruocang immediately realized that he had nothing to do with this hateful soul that suddenly appeared.

He stopped angrily and lifted the low table!

Things fell to the ground with a clatter, and there was the crisp and cracking sound of the inkstone smashing down the stone bricks.

Ruo Cang didn't care much, so he jumped with his short legs and rushed towards Ou Zhiming!

In Ou Zhiming's eyes, the fierce collision was like throwing himself into his arms, but it's a pity that he didn't have hands, so he couldn't give Ruo Cang a warm hug.

The rushing Ruo Cang didn't want any hugs.

His mask is a knife in one hand, trying to split this shameless evil spirit directly!

It's a pity that he waved his short hands indiscriminately, and he was reprimanded before he could hurt Ou Zhiming.

"Ruo Cang!"

When the senior brother heard something fall to the ground, he came out of the main hall in a hurry, only to see Ruo Cang go crazy.

The senior brother was a little taller, his voice was out of the voice-changing period, he put on a straight face, walked over seriously, and stretched out his hand to hold the crazy senior brother.

"You saw something go crazy again, how many times did Master say, outsmart rather than fight! You smashed the ancestral tablet before, and you haven't finished writing the scriptures for punishment. Do you want to repeat it a hundred times!"

What the brother said really worked.

Ruo Cang was caught by the collar of his senior brother, like a cat being held by the scruff of the neck, he couldn't move even if he wanted to beat Ou Zhiming in the air, so he could only turn his head, look at his senior angrily, and pointed at Ou Zhiming!

"Speak!" The senior brother shook his hands, shaking Ruo Cang, "I'm not the master!"

Can't hear Ruo Cang's voice!

Ruocang pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and then said in a very low voice: "There is fruit..."

Aggrieved, vague!

As soon as the voice came out, if Ou Zhiming had the body, he would definitely perform live and roll with laughter.

So cute.

Ruo Cang opened his mouth to say there are ghosts, and said it in a milky voice with fruit, which is so cute.

It's just a kitten, babbling, babbling, no different from the little baby who was babbling in the past!

It may be that Ou Zhiming's soul laughed too loudly, Ruo Cang closed his mouth again after finishing the short words, stopped talking, and stared fiercely at Ou Zhiming.

Brother is used to it.

He reached out and touched Ruo Cang's short hair, then knelt down and hugged Ruo Cang in his arms.

The evil is the evil, but the senior brother treats Ruo Cang as gentle as his elders.

"It's just the lonely ghosts wandering in the mountains, they are all dead, don't worry about it."

He could see that Ruocang was unhappy, so he carried him to the library in the side hall.

"How about I read the scriptures to you? Later, when someone comes back from the mountain, there must be something new to tell you."

Ruo Cang lay in his brother's arms, hugged his neck, pursed his lips, his eyes were full of vigilance, and stubbornly stared at Ou Zhiming who was following behind them.

The child has grown up a bit, has a few deciduous teeth, speaks slurred, but can accurately express his mood in single words.

Now his mood is super angry!

The evil ghost who had humiliated him did not lose his soul, and dared to reappear in front of him to show off his might.

Ou Zhiming felt helpless and funny, and tried his best to apologize with his soul.

- I was wrong.

However, Ruo Cang immediately shrank back from his senior brother's shoulders when he heard the words, leaving only a pair of big and round eyes staring at Ou Zhiming.

Like a ferocious beast, if it doesn't accept Ou Zhiming's apology, it will attack if it gets close.

Ou Zhiming laughed.

Little Ruocang was really fond of holding grudges, until his soul followed them into the library, Ruocang's gaze did not let him go.

"Sit down." The senior brother has already brought out a wealth of experience in taking care of the children.

He put Ruocang on the soft cushion in the library, took a scripture casually, sat beside him and read: "Lu Zu said: All things are born but people are the most spiritual..."

Other families read fairy tales to children, and Tai'an sent them to read scriptures.

Ruo Cang originally stared fiercely at Ou Zhiming, but retracted it while his brother was reciting in a low voice, and focused on looking at the pages of the book with an ancient atmosphere.

The ancient books in the library are difficult for Ruo Cang to read, and he can only learn a few words when the adults are around.

The meaning of the characters, the shape and the sound of the characters all contain the aura of all things.

Ruo Cang quietly stood next to the senior brother, listening to him recite sentence by sentence, his angry and violent temper also disappeared, and he moved his mouth, silently recited the sentences that the senior brother had recited.

As soon as he read it, Ou Zhiming heard a clear and faint sweet child's voice.

The thin and small accent poured into his soul, just like the chanting voice that summoned him to return to Tai'an Temple, and he said in a rhythmic tone: "Treat the arrogance and extravagance with thrift, and cure negligence with diligence and prudence—"

Ou Zhiming felt an unprecedented freshness and clarity.

Ruo Cang's voice cleansed every part of his soul, making him feel comfortable like relaxing his muscles and bones.

There should be only the deep and serious voice of the senior brother in the room.

But Ou Zhiming heard a completely different duet, like a grand and solemn ceremony, with the echo of a childish voice.

He was admiring this unique sound of nature, when a voice came from outside the door: "Master?"

Mr. Du came back from the mountain and came here looking for Ruoyao.

Upon hearing the sound, the senior brother stretched out his hands to support Ruo Cang, then stood up and walked out, "Are you back?"

The door was open, and the senior brother went to talk to Mr. Du, only Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming were left in the library.

Without the senior brother's voice, Ruo Cang also shut his mouth and remained silent.

Staring at Ou Zhiming warily, he entered the fighting state ahead of schedule.

Ou Zhiming's soul was in a state of refreshment after being combed by Ruo Cang's chanting.

Out of his love and gratitude to Ruo Cang, he leisurely sent out praise from the depths of his soul.

——Your voice is so cute.

Unexpectedly, Ruo Cang seemed to have been poked to the point of explosion, his eyes sharpened, and his palm slapped on the scriptures!

Ou Zhiming suddenly realized something, and his soul shouted——

Don't tear it!

However, it's too late!

Little Ruocang was so irritable, he stretched out his hands and tore the book into a ball, and smashed at Ou Zhiming in anger!

I don't know how many lonely souls he has wiped out with his violent temper because he can't speak clearly at such a young age.

So that it is too smooth, unable to stop the car, and does it casually.

However, Ou Zhiming is not something that can be hit by mere scriptures.

But when he saw the ball of paper flying towards him, he was worried about Ruo Cang's safety.

——Don't tear it up baby, this book can't be torn!

——Brother will definitely be angry later, stop it!

——Ruo Cang, aren't you afraid that Master will come back and spank you? !

Just now Ruo Cang danced around and didn't kill the evil spirit, how dare he "threat" him safely?

Ruo Cang picked up the book and smashed it, wanting to tear it up!

When the senior brother and Mr. Du came in, the little devil had already tore up the precious books and scattered them, making their eyes go dark.

"Ruo Cang!" Ruo Yao couldn't catch up, "You, you—"

"Uncle, don't tear it up."

Mr. Du hurried over to rescue the ancient book from Ruocang's angry little hands.

Most of the library is rare books.

Ruocang was usually calm and calm, but when he went crazy, he either smashed the tablet or tore up the book, and Mr. Du also felt headache and helpless.

Someone blocked him, Ruo Cang clenched his fists tightly because he was too angry to lose his temper.

As soon as he turned his head and hadn't had time to complain, he saw Senior Brother Ruoyao's face turned livid, and he roared angrily, "I'll deal with you when Master comes back!"

Master didn't know where he went, and he didn't come back until dark.

Ruo Cang sat in the small empty room, facing the wall and thinking about his past, with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him.

If you make a mistake, you will be punished for copying "Taishang Induction".

But he sat on the chair, staring at the paper, without saying a word, and silently resisted.

Seeing him like this, Ou Zhiming felt both funny and distressed.

This time I know for myself, Ruo Cang's love-hate relationship with "Taishang Induction Chapter" is impressive.

original……

It is because of him.

It's just a small group, and the senior brother can be ruthless.

Ou Zhiming thought over and over again, thinking about it, he should be considered cheap.

As a result, his thoughts condensed, and he opened his mouth with one sentence——

Ruo Cang, I was wrong.

Hearing this apology, Ruo Cang glared at him sharply.

Ruo Cang doesn't like to speak out because of his childish voice and incomplete pronunciation.

I usually stay quiet and only communicate with Master.

Now that the master is not there, there is still an annoying soul, but there is nothing he can do.

How could Ou Zhiming not be able to read his mind, took advantage of the gap between his angry glaring, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

——The thing before was that I talked nonsense and deliberately slandered your reputation.

——My lord, there are a lot of gentlemen, please forgive me for being a villain.

—I dare not again.

"Humph."

Ruo Cang let out a small hum, feeling disdainful.

However, the expression and voice are so cute, Ou Zhiming is so happy, he can't wait to kneel in front of him and rub this cute and wronged face.

Before waiting for him to say a few more words of confession, Ruo Cang was very happy.

As soon as the door of the room facing the wall opened, the light of the candlelight shone in.

Ruo Cang, who was still vicious just now, his eyes lit up, he turned over and jumped off the chair, and headed for the door with short legs.

"Master Hu—"

Even if his mouth leaked, he would rush to Master in aggrieved manner.

It felt like I had found someone who could call the shots for me, so that he could complain about my grief and indignation without worrying about the ridicule of other ghosts!

The long-lost man had long hair, and his hair was tied behind his head. When he saw Ruocang rushing towards him, he quickly stretched out the candle on his hand so as not to burn him.

He asked coldly and implicitly tenderly: "I heard from Ruo Yao that you lost your temper and tore up books?"

Ruocang's eyes were full of grievances, and he looked up at him.

After a while, Master frowned, "What? Hasn't disappeared yet?"

He held a candle to illuminate the empty room, and Ruocang quickly raised his finger to Ou Zhiming.

That appearance is simply a child suing the parents!

However, Master couldn't see it at all.

He reached out and touched Ruo Cang's head, hugged him with one hand, and comforted him: "It should be a lonely ghost, a mountain spirit, if he doesn't do evil, you can't see him."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the master's words fell, Ruo Cang grabbed the master's collar with his short and fat hands and shook his head frantically, as if complaining that "he did evil, he did evil"!

The master patiently listened to his complaint, put down the candle quickly, and stroked Ruocang's frown.

After being touched by the master's gentle palm, the fussy Ruo Cang suddenly threw himself on the master's shoulder, crying "uuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

The master was taken aback, hugged the child and patted the back, "Don't be sad, it's not that I don't believe you, don't cry."

But Ruocang just wanted to yell, which caused the master's expression of Wannian Bingchuan to burst into surprise.

He seemed to understand Ruo Cang's description of the evil spirit, and his expression suddenly became a little...embarrassed.

The master sighed, and said helplessly, "Ruo Cang, there are no conscious ghosts in the world, they are just repeating the obsessions of the dead, so don't worry about it. I'm afraid that person was playing tricks on children before he died. Lustful man, I will go to start the battle at night, and he will be fine after he has lost his thoughts."

After Ruo Cang heard this, he suddenly put his arms around Master's neck, and wailed as if he had been greatly wronged, "Wow——"

Ou Zhiming: ...

Got it, this kid is suing again, saying he is a pervert.

Damn, is this Ruo Cangcang with a complete soul?

Also too vindictive.

Ruo Cang yelled, and his brother and Mr. Du came running over worriedly.

"Master."

"Master."

The master hugged Ruocang, stretched out his hand to stroke the broken hair on the back of his head, and didn't know how to comfort this rarely noisy child.

He looked helplessly and said: "Let's eat first, I have to patrol the mountain after eating."

Ruo Cang's howling was nothing but dry crying.

The little brat had had enough trouble, he pouted his mouth and waited for Mr. Du to feed him the rice cereal. He felt aggrieved after eating, and kept staring at the master.

It seemed that only his master could make decisions for him in the whole world, blinking and blinking, Ou Zhiming's soul trembled wildly, and he died without regret.

Finally finished eating, Ruo Cang stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of Master's clothes, refusing to let go.

At a young age, with small hands and short hands, the appearance of trying so hard to step on his feet and grab the hem of his clothes caused the master to bend down to pick him up indulgently, and walked towards the gate.

Mr. Du looked confused, and asked aloud: "Does the ancestor want to take the uncle with him when he patrols the mountain?"

The master looked deeply, held Ruo Cang in his arms, and smiled wryly, "He wants to go."

Ruo Cang made up his mind to go to the battle with Master to eliminate the evil spirits!

He lay on the master's shoulder, his eyes extremely alert.

Seeing that Ou Zhiming no longer had the pity and sadness he used to have, only "you are dead" and "you will die later"!

Ou Zhiming wanted to laugh.

The little cutie who hated him so much had big, energetic eyes that shone with fresh light.

I don't know how Ruo Cang will make a fuss when he finds out that the magic circle doesn't work on him.

With such a thought, Ou Zhiming's soul jumped up.

Ruo Cang never gets tired of seeing the cutie, whether it's well-behaved or naughty, they are all his favorite cuties.

At night in Anning Mountain, it was quiet and quiet, and the moonlight fell gently, casting a round of light white light on Master who was holding Ruocang.

Insects were chirping, and they walked lightly in the forest.

Ruo Cang held his master's neck and was on guard, but his eyelids drooped and he blinked from sleepiness.

As soon as the master stopped walking, his eyes widened suddenly, and he continued to glare at Ou Zhiming.

When he arrived at the place, the master put Ruocang on the ground, and said patiently: "This is the magic circle for protecting the mountain. Thousands of wandering souls will gather from all corners of the country, pass through the Anning Mountains, and return to the heaven and the earth."

Ruo Cang stood there focusing on watching and listening.

The magic circle in front of him left a deep mark and circled a territory.

Master held the wooden sword in his hand and waved it in the air, "Pull out ghosts, revitalize stagnant souls, establish good fruits, plant special causes—"

His tone was cold, and he spoke extremely fast. With his voice, a gust of mountain wind blew up, rustling the surrounding leaves and bushes.

Due to this rapid chanting, Ou Zhiming's soul became nothingness, as if pieces were scattered in the mountains and forests, it was difficult to gather and concentrate!

He seemed to be kicked nine days away by Ruo Cang, his vision was blurry, sometimes dim, sometimes clear.

I can't estimate the age and time, and I don't even have a sense of where I am.

No pain, no itching, no sadness, no joy, nothing.

nowhere to go.

"Ou Zhiming!"

Suddenly, a thunderous exclamation woke him up for a moment.

Ou Zhiming saw a blue-robed Taoist priest, holding a wooden sword, eagerly walking in the dark forest, calling out his name again and again in the dark forest.

As if calling to his soul.

It was Ruo Cang, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, with his hair tied up in a bun, and Ruo Cang holding a wooden sword.

Ou Zhiming felt the soreness and pain of the soul's struggle, and almost tried his best to answer those calls.

I don't know how long it took, and after meeting many Taoist priests walking in the mountains, he finally replied, "Ruocang!"

Then, he saw Ruo Cang's surprised gaze, which disappeared in an instant.

The mountains and forests are peaceful and peaceful.

Ou Zhiming came back to his senses, already floating in the daytime sky, overlooking the peaceful life of Tai'an Temple.

He saw that on the stone brick square, the master instructed little Ruocang to practice martial arts, practice calligraphy, chant scriptures, and sweep the floor.

I also saw Ruocang, wearing a blue Taoist robe and with his hair in a bun, walking along the mountain stream with a wooden sword in his hand, fiercely cutting off all the old thoughts of the remnant soul, standing on the cliff and mountain stream, burning a talisman, and calling out his name.

Ou Zhiming suddenly realized something.

This is probably the origin of his dream.

He didn't know whether it was due to the staggered time and space, or the separation of souls, which made him see Ruo Cang wearing a Taoist robe and holding a sword in his sleep, and mistakenly thought that this was just a Taoist priest who slayed demons and demons, maintaining the peace of one side.

Ruo Cang has never worn Taoist robes to walk in the Anning Mountains since he was a child.

Now, he specially put on a dark blue Taoist robe, and traveled all over the Anning Mountains, just like what Ou Zhiming thought and thought, in order to find Ou Zhiming's soul.

With this understanding, Ou Zhiming's leisurely attitude has turned into eagerness.

No matter how cute little Ruocang was, he couldn't let go of the person on his heart.

The desire to go back is extremely strong.

It's a pity that he tried his best to respond to Ruo Cang's call all the time, but he couldn't get away from little Ruo Cang...

No, there should be no way to leave the range of Mount Anning.

Day and night, time flows.

The gathered souls meet here where yin and yang meet.

The masters and apprentices of the Tai'an School are like the guardians of the mountain, and also like the guardians of the boundary between life and death. They will not let go of the soul that stays here.

The huge crawling behemoth continuously attracts more remnant souls.

Ou Zhiming saw it many times, and felt that there were snake shadows and turtle edges hidden in this magnificent figure, which was very similar to the snake turtle Xuanwu recorded in scriptures and classics.

However, knowing the mysteries of the Anning Mountains, he could not let him leave the domain controlled by the Demonic Heavenly Venerable.

After a long time, when Ou Zhiming saw little Ruocang again, this violent child was able to walk well.

He has grown up a lot, learned a lot of principles, and learned a lot of experience.

Even if Ou Zhiming appeared next to him again, he just glanced at him and passed by.

He sat side by side with Mr. Du and finished the morning class earnestly.

Obviously, it was no longer the noisy little overlord at the beginning, but the handsome young master.

After finishing the morning class, Mr. Du said to Ruocang, "I'm going down the mountain today, is there anything Master Master wants?"

Ruo Cang held the pen and shook his head.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he got off the stool, and walked slowly towards the main hall.

Mr. Du took it for granted, packed his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and prepared to go out.

But before he could walk out of the square, the master came with Ruo Cang in his arms.

"There is a reason." Master called him from a distance, as if he had something to explain.

Mr. Du stood still and waited, ready to take over the task arranged by the master.

But the master actually stretched out his hand and asked him to catch Ruo Cang who was staring at him with curiosity.

The master said, "Take him down the mountain to have a look."

In a simple sentence, Ou Zhiming's soul was shaken.

The bright and beautiful floral skirts flooded Ou Zhiming's memory.

The crew of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly" should be here!

My 11-year-old self should be here too!