Volume 1 Beginning of Summer Chapter 56: Barbecue
Master Hongzhen looked at Tang Butian's indifferent expression. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Has the female donor woken up now?"
"The soul leaves the body."
Master Hongzhen's expression was filled with doubt. "How could it be?"
"Go and see for yourself."
Master Hongzhen put his hands together again and said, "Please lead the way, Miss Tang."
Tang Butian took Master Hongzhen to Wenhua Street and walked into the insect house.
After entering the yard, Hongzhen looked around. It was already dark, and the yard, washed by the heavy rain, was quiet and full of vitality.
The shop door was ajar and not locked.
The smell of wine and cumin wafted out from the crack in the door.
Tang Butian reached out and opened the door.
Jiang You sat at a long table. On the table were a large plate of crispy roasted pork feet, a few cans of beer, and an iPad on the side. Colorful rays of light exploded on the screen, and it looked like a science fiction movie was playing.
On the chair on the other side of the long table, there was a pink unicorn doll about thirty or forty centimeters tall.
Both Tang Butian and Master Hong Zhen saw Yang Xuan's soul in the unicorn's body.
Jiang You put the cleaned bones on the table and stood up slowly.
Mouth full of oil.
There were also several drops of oil stains on the T-shirt.
He asked: "Leader, who is this?"
"Jinguang Temple, Master Hongzhen."
"Hello, Master." Jiang You thought for a moment, put his hands together and bowed to Master Hong Zhen, then he said, "You guys sit down first, I'll go wash my hands."
Master Hongzhen looked at the unicorn, then at the roasted pig's feet on the table, "This donor is really too reckless."
At this time, Jiang You half-poked his body out of the kitchen door, "Have you had dinner? I also cooked white porridge and some side dishes. Would you like some?"
“I cooked it.”
Tang Butian and Master Hongzhen heard what Yang Xuan said.
Yang Xuan cried, "I also made the pig's feet. I stewed them for an hour and a half until they were fully seasoned, and then put them in the oven... but I didn't get to eat any of them."
Jiang You washed his hands and came out. He found a box of tissues, took out a few sheets and wiped his mouth and hands, then paused the movie.
"You want to be on camera, so be thinner to look girly."
Tang Butian picked up the unicorn and shook it. Then she looked at Master Hong Zhen and asked, "You're sending her back?"
Master Hongzhen thought for a moment and said, "I will take her back to Jinguang Temple and chant sutras for her in front of the Buddha to bless her." He turned his head slightly and looked at Jiang You, "I will take this doll back with me first..."
"Okay, when I'm done, I'll just pick it up on my way to the park when I go for a walk next time." Jiang You agreed immediately.
Tang Butian handed the unicorn to Master Hongzhen, who held it carefully in his hands.
"Don't forget my two hundred dollars," Jiang You earnestly reminded Yang Xuan, "I will send the postcard to your agency, remember to receive it."
Yang Xuan didn't want to talk.
After Master Hongzhen left with the unicorn in his arms.
Jiang You looked at Tang Butian and said, "The pig's feet taste really good. Want to try some? I'll get you a pair of disposable gloves. I happened to buy some at the supermarket today."
Tang Butian nodded slightly.
She sat down in the chair where the unicorn had been.
Jiang You tidied up the table a little, cleared away the previous garbage, wiped the table with a rag, then he found a bag of disposable gloves and placed it in front of Tang Butian.
Tang Butian tore open the wrapping paper, took out the gloves and put them on, "What else can you do?"
"There will be a lot." Jiang You also put on a glove, grabbed a piece of pig's foot in his hand, and took a bite. "It's a pity that she doesn't become a cook."
"So it's not clairvoyance?"
“That’s possible.”
Tang Butian took a small bite of the pig's trotter, which had a crispy skin and rich gelatin.
"Compared to noon, her soul is much more solid."
"I'm her fan," Jiang You took a sip of beer, "I even provide her with psychological counseling."
"You're also a fan of meatballs."
"It seems like I have to be careful when chasing stars in the future, lest I end up getting into trouble for chasing one."
He saw Tang Butian lick his lips.
He asked: "What would you like to drink? Beer? Coke? Lemon tea? Or milk?"
"Cola."
Jiang You took off his gloves, then went to the kitchen freezer and got a can of Coke, opened it and placed it in front of Tang Butian.
Tang Butian picked up the can of Coke and took a sip, "Master Hongzhen doubts you."
"No way, I often see him in Wenfeng Park, and I am always very respectful to him. Last weekend, I even offered incense to the Jinguang Temple and bought four amulets for him."
"It's doubtful."
"Don't be like that, leader. Think about it. I will hit wherever you point me. If you let me be bait, I will go to class obediently. If you let me find a witness, I will contact Wanzi. By the way, you haven't reimbursed me for the 18,000 yuan. I was injured on the cruise ship. Don't forget that my hand was like this pig's foot now, burned red and looked delicious."
The corners of Tang Butian's mouth curled up slightly.
She finished a piece of roasted pig's trotter, took off her gloves, took a sip of Coke, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and changed the subject, "The boat capsize may be related to the forces behind Liu Yong."
"Liu Yong, I think the power behind him is much more powerful than the tattoo organization."
"Why?"
"Only the weak need to carefully maneuver between the rules. The strong, as long as they can ensure that they are strong enough, can defy the rules. Ghosts kill people wantonly. If they have competitors, they will kill them, and they will create accidents. The hair and various traces they leave behind show that even if we have evidence, file a case, and have a special task force, we can't kill them. They won't compromise, they just cook to avoid breaking up," Jiang You looked into Tang Butian's eyes, "Just like you, you don't care who I am, where I come from, and where my abilities come from."
“In three years, I’ll be back on the mountain, and I need to accomplish something.”
"Strike at the forces behind Liu Yong?"
"Not necessarily." Tang Butian stretched out her hand, and the wooden sword standing by the wall flew back into her hand. "I am a sword cultivator, and I only cultivate swordsmanship."
“But this is clearly a knife.”
"It's in the sword tomb."
"I see." Jiang You raised his hand. "So your name is Tang Bu Tian and its name is Dao Shi Jian. They match perfectly. Please continue."
Tang Butian pursed her lips and said, "I don't know other methods and I don't want learn them. Taoist Qingyang and his people have their own stance. They will assist me in my work, but they won't help me achieve my goals. You can see things that I can't see."
"That means you only know how to carry out violent demolitions, but I, who don't belong to any force, can tell you where to target violence, right?"
"right."
"What if I'm a bait tailor-made for you by another force? I pretend to help you, but I'm actually a traitor. You think you've achieved something, but it ends up causing disastrous consequences, and your merit turns into shame. There are many such plots in online novels. In this case, what would you do?"
Tang Butian's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to be lost in thought.
"Alright, alright, don't think about it. Just work on your sword and get me some more benefits. At least give me a salary. I don't ask for much. Just about the average salary in Tangjiang City last year."
"You're really not?"
"Is it me who said it?"
"Used to gain my trust?" Tang Butian learned quickly.
"You better help me urge the environmental protection and firefighting... By the way, your handwriting is really good, please write a plaque for me, just the words 'Bug House'."
"good."
Jinguang Temple.
Master Hongzhen holds Buddhist beads and recites scriptures in front of the Buddha.
The soul in the pink unicorn doll turned into a stream of light and flew towards Liuming Hospital in the sound of Buddhist music.
"I want to eat roasted pig's feet!"
This was the first sentence Yang Xuan said after waking up from a coma.
