Volume 6: Summer Chapter 22 Specialties
"Now that the demons have been completely dispersed, there is no more trouble." Jiang You turned around and saw Meng Xianyang pushing open the door of the greenhouse and walking out with unsteady steps. He said, "Everyone, go inside and take a rest. It's too sunny outside."
A group of people entered the store.
Jiang You brought out a few bottles of drinks and some dried fruit snacks from the kitchen and placed them on the long table.
Taoist Qingyang picked up the ruler again, and this time, he lowered his head and studied it carefully.
Jiang You opened the bag of dried fruits and poured half of the bag of melon seeds, pistachios and walnuts on the table. Then he sat down, drank a sip of Coke, took a tissue and placed it in front of him, and began to peel the walnuts.
Meng Xianyang stood at the door. He watched Zhaocai shake his fur on the steps, walk around the yard with his head held high, and then squat down under the camphor tree.
Meng Xianyang turned around, his tone full of respect, "Is this a divine cat?"
"It's an orange cat." Jiang You stuffed a pistachio into his mouth and said while chewing, "You must be scared. Come and sit for a while and eat something to calm yourself down ."
After Meng Xianyang looked at Zhao Cai a few more times, he walked to the long table and sat down next to Jiang You opposite Taoist Qingyang.
"They are really good at recruiting talent." Guan Nuo said with emotion.
"How can a cat raised by a section chief not be awesome?"
"I know!" Taoist Qingyang suddenly said. He raised his head and looked at Meng Xianyang. He asked, "What is your grandfather's name?"
"My grandfather's name is Meng Yuanbai."
Taoist Qingyang nodded, and he asked again: "Do you know his Taoist name?"
Meng Xianyang shook his head.
"When did he die?"
"Last Wednesday, what happened?"
"Did he tell you about this ruler?"
Meng Xianyang shook his head again.
"The demon's strength is average, but its corrosive power is quite formidable," Taoist Qingyang pointed his finger at the faint mark, "The seal of this ruler is very special. I originally thought that this part was worn out, resulting in a weak seal. At the same time, you were depressed because of the death of your relatives, and the demon took the opportunity to affect your mind, but now it seems that this is not the case."
Hearing this, Guan Nuo leaned forward and looked at the words and patterns on the ruler. "Did you do this on purpose?"
"This stroke is the last stroke of the seal. It was carved by your grandfather with his soul. After his death, it will naturally become fainter and fainter." Taoist Qingyang looked at Meng Xianyang, "Your grandfather was not an unknown person. When he was alive, did he accept any disciples and pass on his teachings?"
"No, he seemed to not want people in the family to touch these things. When I was a kid, I wanted to learn from him, but he disagreed. I stole his books and tried to learn secretly, but I got scolded. He told me to study hard and not watch too many novels or TV dramas. He said that these were all old superstitions. Later, he burned all those books."
Meng Xianyang lowered his head, and Jiang You opened a can of Coke and placed it in front of him.
Meng Xianyang held the Coke can with both hands and took a sip.
Taoist Qingyang hesitated for a moment and said, "That's right, but..."
"But what?" Guan Nuo asked.
Taoist Qingyang said, "It shouldn't have become so pale so quickly."
Jiang You was peeling a walnut. A small spike had already formed on the paper towel in front of him. He said, "Anyway, it's completely broken up. There's no more trouble."
Taoist Qingyang nodded, and then, as if he had thought of something, he said, "Maybe..." He realized that Meng Xianyang was in the store, so he said, "I'm sorry to have scared you today." He took out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Meng Xianyang, "This is the peace talisman I drew. Take it. It can ward off evil spirits and keep you safe."
"You are too polite, Taoist priest." Meng Xianyang took the amulet and put it in his bag. He took out a red envelope and handed it to Taoist priest Qingyang. "This is the fee for the ritual. Please accept it, Taoist priest." He glanced at Taoist priest Qingyang and added, "When I was a child, I saw my grandfather performing rituals for others and he always accepted red envelopes. My grandfather said this was the rule."
"Then I'll accept it." Upon hearing this, Taoist Qingyang accepted the red envelope.
"Here," Meng Xianyang pointed at the ruler in Taoist Qingyang's hand, "here, the demon has been dispersed, can I take this back? After all, it's mine..."
"As I should." Taoist Qingyang handed the ruler to Meng Xianyang and said, "If there is anything wrong again, you can contact me directly."
As he spoke, Taoist Qingyang and Meng Xianyang exchanged cell phone numbers.
After the four of them chatted for a while, Meng Xianyang left first.
After watching Meng Xianyang walk out of the yard, Guan Nuo asked Taoist Qingyang: "Master, why did the power dissipate so quickly?"
"Alien spiritual power, the concentration of alien spiritual power in Tangjiang City has been increasing during this period," Taoist Qingyang paused, "I hope you can mention this to Mr. Zhuang."
"OK."
After the three of them chatted about this for a few more sentences, Guan Nuo received a call. After hanging up, he said, "Brother Jiang, my mother is looking for me. I'm going back first."
"Go ahead." Jiang You said.
Taoist Qingyang also stood up and said, "Then, my dear Jiang, I will take my leave as well."
"Thank you for making this special trip, Taoist Priest."
“It’s not hard, it’s not hard.”
Not long after Taoist Qingyang and Guan Nuo left, Jiang Mo went downstairs.
Jiang You picked him up and put him on the chair, then pulled the paper towel with walnut meat in front of Jiang Mo, "You have been working hard on painting recently, so I will help you replenish your brain."
Jiang Mo stared at the pile of walnut meat.
"Look, my fingers are all red from peeling them," Jiang You stretched out his fingers in front of Jiang Mo's eyes, "eat them quickly."
Jiang Min picked up a walnut and put it into his mouth.
"Eat a milk popsicle?"
Jiang Mo held his chin and looked at him.
Jiang You pulled the tissue back again, then he picked it up by holding the two corners of the tissue in one hand, tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and poured all the walnut meat into his mouth.
While chewing, he muttered to Jiang Mo indistinctly: " I have received the rent, and the tenant is in a stable mood. I can buy a few more paints with peace of mind. What color do you want?"
"Forget it, let's buy it tomorrow. I'm exhausted from subduing demons today." He nodded, drank the Coke in one gulp, turned around and carried Jiang Mo upstairs, "I'll play games with you today."
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The wooden sword pierced through the clouds.
Tang Butian grabbed the handle of the knife and fell to the ground with his body spinning.
She turned around and saw Zhong Yan fell to the ground, smiling bitterly and panting, "Junior sister, can you hold back a little next time?"
"I'm going to stop now," Tang Butian walked up to him, "I should go down the mountain now."
"Will you stay a few more days?"
"I'm going to the first floor of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Do you want to go with me?" Tang Butian asked.
Zhong Yan was a little puzzled, "What are you doing there?"
"I want to fight with all my strength once," Tang Butian paused, "and bring some local specialties with me if possible."
