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Bearing the name of a coward, Zhang Shaochen is fourteen years old.
On this day, it is the warmth of spring and the blossoming of flowers.
He did a part-time job and earned some money. At noon, he bought two favorite meat buns, wrapped them in oil paper, tied a hemp rope, held them in his hand, hummed and sang, and walked towards the place where he stayed. go.
It is said that it is a place to stay, but it is actually just a corner of the main hall of Xunyang City God Temple.
Having spent a year or two in Xunyang, this is Zhang Shaochen's greatest achievement:
He successfully won the sympathy of the old Miaozhu of the Town God's Temple, allowing him to sweep out an open space in the northwest corner of the hall as his usual sleeping place.
Such a condition, even in the eyes of the poor in Xunyang City, would be dismissive, but Zhang Shaochen was very content.
He often said to himself that from almost freezing to death in the small dilapidated earth temple to occupying a corner of the main hall of the Chenghuang Temple, his life has taken a leap.
So on this day in the bright spring, he carried the oiled paper bag and walked towards the Town God's Temple in a very happy mood.
It's just that when he was halfway there, he felt that something was wrong.
"What's going on?" He frowned, "Why does it feel like someone is following me?"
Years of wandering and begging have trained him to be unusually vigilant.
Noticing something was wrong, he remained calm and continued to walk forward.
Seeing that he was not aware of it, but when he passed the next alley, he suddenly jumped diagonally, dodged and hid in the alley, and then quickly looked out¡ª¡ª
"Strangewhy is there no one?"
It turned out that he saw that on the street he walked just now, there were only a few pedestrians, all of them were in a hurry, and none of them seemed to have followed him just now.
"What's going on? Could it be that I was possessed by some passing ghost just now, so I became suspicious? It's really weird."
After muttering a few words casually, he walked out of the alley and continued walking.
It's just that the feeling of being followed didn't disappear just because I saw nothing unusual just now.
This time he didn't care about it. He was still walking when he suddenly turned around:
However, it was found that there was still nothing unusual behind him.
"Damn it! What's going on?" Zhang Shaochen thought a little annoyed, "In the past few years, I have never missed this feeling. How many times have I avoided the stalking of my peers and the chasing and biting of vicious dogs by relying on it? Why is it not working today?"
"Am I really overthinking?"
Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed, and laughed at himself: "Zhang Shaochen, Zhang Shaochen, what is there to follow now?"
"Is someone trying to snatch the meat bun in your hand, or is it going to snatch the broken corner of your Town God's Temple?"
"These are only treasures for people like me. People with such tracking skills, how can they take these things seriously."
"Howevercould it be that I rejected that beggar's head several times recently and didn't go with him to grab the territory, so I annoyed him, and now I'm sending someone to trouble me?"
"But it doesn't look like it either."
"If the person he is looking for has this ability, how dare I refuse him."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blurted out: "It's not on the left, it's not on the right, don't think about it!"
"I, Zhang Shaochen, have a dead life. Whoever thinks about it can just take it away. I'm suspicious here, and it's just a joke!"
Once he thought about it, he stopped thinking about it, puffed up his chest, and strode towards the small nest of the Town God's Temple.
Only after taking two steps, suddenly an old voice sounded behind him:
"Young man, well said!"
"You die, the old man wants it!"
As soon as the sound came together, Zhang Shaochen suddenly shuddered¡ª¡ª
It's not because he heard what was said, but because when he looked around just now, he clearly saw no one around him, but now the voice sounded close at hand behind him!
That feeling, as if talking tightly against his left shoulder!
In an instant, all the stories of monsters and ghosts, myths, legends and legends he had heard, including the recently picked up "Smoke and Dust on the Immortal Road", all kinds of storylines rushed into his mind, almost making him believe that there are really ghosts in this world !
When he turned around, it was even more creepy:
No one behind!
When he turned back again, he suddenly took a big step back in shock:
It turned out to be in front of me, I don't know when?There stood a tall, thin old Taoist man, looking at him with a smile.
Zhang Shaochen really wanted to thank this old Taoist for his immortal demeanor, so he didn't scare him so much that he didn't run away on the spot.
"Old, old Taoist priest, why did you appear suddenly? You almost scared me to death." Zhang Shaochen stammered.
"Haha, young man, you are quite clever. If it weren't for the poor Taoist knowledge, you might have discovered it early. Not bad, not bad." The old Taoist said gratifiedly, twirling his beard.
"Who are you exactly?"
"You just said, you want my life, what do you mean?"
Once the fear was gone, Zhang Shaochen became curious.
Moreover, he couldn't help thinking with his heart beating faster: "Could it be that God is opening his eyes, this old Taoist wants to accept me as a disciple?"
"His attire is obviously a well-known orthodox one; it would be great if he could be his disciple!"
At this time, listening to the old Taoist, he actually asked him: "Little descendant, what do you think, what does the poor Taoist mean?"
"I thinkyou want to take the young ones as apprentices?" Zhang Shaochen asked shamelessly.
"Haha!" The old Taoist laughed loudly, but then just looked at him and stopped talking.
Zhang Shaochen's heart went up and down suddenly, as if a little mouse was scratching his heart, eagerly looking forward to it, but also nervous.
"You guessed it right." The old Taoist said suddenly.
"Huh? That's great!" Happiness came so suddenly, Zhang Shaochen couldn't control himself, and jumped three feet high on the flat ground!
"Young man, don't rush to be happy." The old Taoist's expression became a little serious, "Yes, I want to take you as an apprentice, but it may be a little different from what you think."
"What's that like?" Zhang Shaochen asked anxiously.
At this time, he is like a poor man getting rich. He used to be fine when he had no money. He lived the same way and felt nothing. But when he suddenly has money, if he loses it again, it will be really uncomfortable, and there is no way to accept it!
"Hehe." Seeing him like this, the old Taoist smiled knowingly.
"Don't worry about it."
"This matter is not easy, or rather, very difficult."
"You listen to the old Taoist to finish the situation first, and it's not too late for you to make a decision."
The old Taoist said quite seriously.
"Then please tell me quickly!" Zhang Shaochen was too anxious now.
"Okay." The old Taoist agreed, but did not rush to speak.
He first looked around and saw that the street was empty and there were few pedestrians at this time, so he nodded imperceptibly, and then said slowly: "Let me tell you first, the poor road name 'Gu Lingzi' is a place in the south of the Yangtze River. The deputy head of the Xianji Sect in Ganshan, the Great Elder, is also the senior brother of the main head Lu Wangji." (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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