Chapter 1599

With the spread of soul power, Jiang Wuchen suddenly realized that he was walking towards the backyard of the Taoist temple. The Taoist temple was lack of management, lush vegetation and some imbalance between yin and Yang. This situation did not change until he came to the backyard.

The kitchen chimney in the East emits green smoke, and a row of bedrooms in the West. Jiang Wuchen remembers that there was a small garden and a martial arts training ground behind the shadow back wall.

Now the martial arts training ground is deserted, the small garden has been changed into a vegetable garden, and some chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and poultry are kept in captivity. As strangers approach, these poultry make all kinds of calls one after another, which gives more flavor of life.

In the East kitchen, a small and thin Taoist came out and muttered discontentedly, "there are only two of us in the whole Taoist temple. How can outsiders enter? Elder martial brother, what nonsense..."

After seeing Jiang Wuchen, the little Taoist exclaimed, like a small gap, his eyes opened wide, "you..."

Jiang Wuchen is also a little excited. This is Qinglong Gong's clever ghost Qingfeng. He is Jiang Wuchen's younger martial brother. He came to Qinglong Gong half a month later than Jiang Wuchen.

The clever ghost was younger. He was only eleven or twelve years old that year. He had only been ordered to give Jiang wuchenduan foot washing water every day.

In the blink of an eye, the clever ghost grew into an adult, and his bones were still thin, but his appearance looked better. Jiang Wuchen also felt some vitality from him, about Mo Jianji's initial accomplishments.

"Senior brother! Senior brother Wuchen!" the clever ghost's voice changed, his eyes flushed and his face was shocked.

When Jiang Wuchen came to Qinglong temple, he was already a young man. Years did not leave traces on him. There was almost no change in seven or eight years.

"Clever ghost." Jiang Wuchen shouted with a smile.

"Ah!" Qingfeng screamed and ran into the kitchen with his head in his arms. "Elder martial brother, it's haunted. I saw elder martial brother Wuchen."

"Shit, how can there be ghosts in broad daylight." a simple and honest voice came, and then the middle-aged greasy Taoist with an unusually fat body and a stubble on his face came out.

The Taoist priest has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, bald hair, and wears a gray Taoist robe. He looks more like a monk than a Taoist priest.

"Fat head!" Jiang Wuchen shouted.

The great monk also took a step back, and the donkey's eyes stared round, "you... How did you get up?"

Jiang Wuchen was stunned, "what do you mean?"

The great monk took a crumpled talisman from his wide cuff and shook it. The talisman lit up and threw it at Jiang Wuchen.

This is an exorcism spell without any power. Jiang Wuchen smiled indifferently.

Yamato said, "well, it's not a ghost!"

The clever ghost gathered behind him. "Are you human?"

"Nonsense!" Jiang Wuchen said angrily.

"Are you senior brother Wuchen? Are you... Still alive?" the clever ghost said and walked over with the big monk. When he was sure that Jiang Wuchen was still alive, he hugged Jiang Wuchen and cried loudly.

Jiang Wuchen was also very excited. His time at Qinglong temple was the lowest point of his life. He was accompanied by the clever ghost Qingfeng and the fat Taoist Qingmu every day, which gave him great encouragement.

At that time, Jiang Wuchen really didn't know what would happen without them.

"Elder martial brother, where have you been for at least seven years?" the clever ghost wiped away his tears and asked chokingly.

"It's hard to say." Jiang Wuchen said, "where's the master?"

"Shifu..." fat head cried again, "come on, younger martial brother Wuchen, I'll take you to see Shifu."

The clever ghost took the censer, three incense sticks and some yellow paper. They walked through the backyard and came to a small barren forest in the back mountain. There are several tombstones here.

It's the tomb where Qinglong Temple buried the dead school.

Here, Jiang Wuchen saw the tomb of the crazy Taoist priest, and beside the crazy Taoist priest, he also saw his own tombstone: Jiang Wuchen, disciple of Qinglong temple.

"Younger martial brother Wuchen, you suddenly disappeared that year. We couldn't find you. Later, I heard that you... Were hurt by people in the ethereal palace.

We are incompetent and dare not go up to the mountain to avenge you. We can only set up a tombstone for you. However, younger martial brother Qingfeng and I have written down this hatred, but we have no ability. Even if we spend our whole life, we can't avenge you. However, we come to incense you every new year's Day... "

Jiang Wuchen smiled bitterly, "I said how can I always receive gifts in the underworld, so... It's you." he hugged the fat head and the clever ghost in his arms.

"Master... He..."

Fat Aoki said, "three years after you left, master died of drinking."

"Eh?" Jiang Wuchen was stunned. He left Qinglong temple for three years. He had been in the underworld for three years, and three years later, he returned from the underworld.

The clever ghost said, "master is depressed and frustrated. He didn't catch up with the good time for the outbreak of Yuanling Qi. His talent is also very ordinary. His accomplishments are doomed to be impossible! In addition..."

The fat man stopped the clever ghost from saying, "don't talk about emotional problems. Master will be unhappy."

During Jiang Wuchen's stay at Qinglong temple, the crazy Taoist priest never said he would accept him as an apprentice, but regarded him as his own. Jiang Wuchen has never performed the ceremony of worshipping a teacher, but he has always been commensurate with a teacher and an apprentice.

The madness Taoist sympathized with Jiang Wuchen because he was also trapped by feelings. He fell in love with a female disciple of the Piaomiao Palace on Tiantai Mountain. However, compared with the Piaomiao palace, Qinglong temple is like a beggar and an emperor. Madness has no ability. He can only love each other and drown his worries with wine.

Jiang Wuchen offered incense to madness and knelt down to worship three times. The three men cleaned up the weeds around the grave, and then returned to Qinglong temple.

At a small table outside the kitchen in the backyard, the three sat down. Fat man brought a pot of stewed yam chicken and steamed bread the size of a child's cheek.

"Our Qinglong temple is not destined to be a treasure land of geomantic omen. In Tiantai Mountain, where birds don't shit, there's no need to expect money for sesame oil! Originally, those disciples who were eager to learn Taoism saw that their master was dead and still learned wool, so they left respectively.

I and younger martial brother Qingfeng are the only two people left in this Taoist temple. "Fat head Aoki said sadly. Although sad, it didn't affect my appetite. I grabbed two big steamed buns in one hand and ate them vigorously.

Qingfeng said, "at first, my elder martial brother and I had morning classes every day to practice martial arts and follow the instructions of our mentor. But then we became lazy. Until the spirit of Yuan spirit suddenly broke out two years ago, my elder martial brother and I both succeeded in opening acupoints and became venerable. Since then, we have practiced seriously for a period of time."

Jiang Wuchen said, "things are changeable. It's fate to see you today!" while talking, Jiang Wuchen took out peach wine and dragon liver from the heaven and earth bag.

Although Qingfeng was thin and weak, he awakened the spirit root of the fire system. At that time, he showed the vitality of the fire and fried the Dragon liver. The three took up the wine pot and drank wildly.

When the Dragon liver is roasted, there is a strange smell. Fat head and Qingmu have never touched it before. They can eat it very well. A few kilograms of dragon liver are all eaten.

When the drinking eyes were blurred, the knock on the door sounded, the breeze's nose stirred, and he was surprised, "it's a woman!"