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Chapter 42 The old Taoist with ulterior motives

After preparing a sumptuous dinner, Wang Zanghai and the incompetent master and apprentice sat around the main hall in the back hall of the coffin shop and began to eat supper.

Since he didn't take a closer look when he opened the door to greet his master just now, Chen Jin did not notice too many details.

At this time, he sat near the table. Under the light of the oil lamp, he realized that his master's face was full of fatigue, and the old master named Wurui was also tired.

In addition, he also saw some blood stains on the gray robe of the Incompetent Mage. Maybe there were blood stains on Old Dao Wang's body, but because of the robe on his body, the blood stains were covered.

After observing this scene, combining what Bajie said just now, Chen Jin was originally curious about the movements of Mr. Wang’s departure in the past few days.

"Master, what have you been doing these few days?"

"Don't eat or sleep, how many times have I told you? Have a quick meal, and after finishing your meal, go and cook the bath water."

The fingers that had been missing for ten days were buzzing heavily on his head. Old Dao Wang glanced at Chen Jin, then picked up a chopstick of vegetables and sent them into his mouth.

"You ruthless old dog, how can you do such a cute child? If you don't want to tell him directly, it's all done, why bother?"

Seeing this, Wuneng, who was standing aside, angrily scolded Wang Zanghai.

"You bald man, I want you to take care of your apprentice?"

"You call this education? Why can't you change your temper with decades of bad temper?"

I originally thought I could have a comfortable dinner, but now my master started arguing with the old master.

The two of them didn't give in to each other at all, but when they were quarreling, they didn't put down the bowls and chopsticks in their hands, but instead chewed the food while spraying.

This feeling is like two shrews scolding each other in the street, but they don't fight.

Just as Chen Jin was about to dissuade the two elders, Bajie, who was standing beside him, quickly stopped him and winked at him.

Then, Bajie picked up a large bowl of vegetables and took out the rice bowl. Seeing this, Chen Jin also picked up some vegetables and went out.

"Haha, brother Xiao Chen, you don't know. My master and your master also have a senior Xie. The three of them quarreled as soon as they met. The senior Xie has not come at the moment. If he is here, the scolding tonight would probably overturn the roof."

"Thank you, Senior?"

"Yes, the three of them have been friends for decades. Don't think that their quarrels are just bad friendships. On the contrary, I think they used to maintain friendships entirely by quarrels."

Hearing Bajie's explanation, Chen Jin thought of his master's strange character and nodded in agreement while smiling.

The noises inside the house were still coming one after another, but the two juniors outside the house were quite in love with each other.

Perhaps it was because of Mr. Wang that Chen Jin felt an indescribable sense of intimacy when he saw the incompetent master and apprentice.

When Chen Jin first arrived in this world, he was a helpless orphan.

Later, Wang Zanghai refused to abandon him and brought him to the city of Gusu, giving him a rich and fulfilling life. In Chen Jin's eyes, Old Taoist Wang is an existence of both his master and his father, and at the same time, he is also his only relative in this world.

At present, this incompetent old master who came to visit has had a friendship with his master for decades. Only when he loves Wu and Wu, Chen Jin feels intimate with their master and apprentice.

"By the way, Brother Bajie, who is the Senior Xie you just mentioned?"

"Senior Xie, I'm scolding you like this. He is a master of formation. The formation he sets up by him should be considered the top-level existence under the Tianyuan Dynasty. As for his temper, he is a little better than my master and Senior Wang."

"The top presence? Oh~"

After responding, Chen Jin did not feel too curious, because he had learned a little about his master from the incident of Mrs. Zhao a few days ago.

Since his master is an unfathomable person, his friends will not be much worse.

For example, Bajie now looks like he is fat, big-headed, silly and stupid, Chen Jin has no doubt at all. The other party must be a mage with great means.

From the beginning of entering the Tao, Mr. Wang has always conveyed a point of view to him: if many things are analyzed based on appearance only, such a life is superficial, and such a person is destined to be unable to become a climate.

And clearly, Chen Jin always had a vague feeling, as if his master wanted to train himself into a very great figure.

Of course, every elder hopes that his younger generation can become a master, but the feeling that Mr. Wang gives Chen Jin seems to be far more than just expectation.

This can be seen from the daily relationship with Mr. Wang.

On weekdays, the old Taoist seems to turn a blind eye to what he does, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that in many small details, the old Taoist insidiously instilled in him a lot of truths.

Not only that, combined with Chen Jin's current understanding, his master is such a capable Taoist priest and the friends he has made are not ordinary people.

In addition, the fact that Mr. Wang was unwilling to mention it to himself this time. The combination of these things made him more confident in the guess in his heart.

But guessing is just speculation after all, Chen Jin knew in his heart that one day, the old Taoist priest would showdown against him.

So he was not in a hurry to know the result. He was very satisfied with his current life.

...

Before dawn the next day, Chen Jin got up and started the daily morning class.

Half an hour later, when the sun was rising, he was about to sit cross-legged and meditate when Old Dao Wang heard the voice of Mr. Wang in front of the house.

"Don't practice today, let's go out with my teacher."

Hearing his master's words, Chen Jin responded, and then quickly ran to the house. He saw Bajie carrying a big bag behind the old Taoist priest and the old mage at a glance.

"Incompetent Senior, how many more days will you and Brother Bajie stay if you don't stay?"

Chen Jin, who followed, was caught between the old mage and the old Taoist priest, and asked while walking.

"Next time, if I have free time next time, I will take Bajie here to stay for a few more days."

Wumeng glanced at Chen Jin who walked beside him, reached out to touch his head and gently stroked it, and said, "Child, no matter how this old dog bullies you in the future, don't be afraid. Face him with a smile. The best way to eliminate fear is to face it..."

"Bad, who do you think of me?"

When Old Dao Wang heard this, he spoke directly and interrupted Wurui. He immediately stretched out his hand and bounced his finger on the old mage's bald head.

The old mage was not happy when he popped up, but just as he was about to fight back, Old Dao Wang was already dodging aside quickly and smiling like an eighty-year-old child.

"Depending on how old your master is, he is like a yellow-mouthed child. Just play me like he can get what benefits he can get?"

Wuen, who failed to fight back, seemed not angry, but looked at Chen Jin and held him with his hand, as if he was holding his younger generation, often walking towards the official road outside the city.

Soon, the group of four arrived at the side of the official road outside the city.
Chapter completed!
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