The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

When they arrived at Tianxing Temple, a young Taoist greeted them and led them into the side hall.

"Master is practicing, please wait a moment." The Taoist served them tea and retreated.

Li Muchen saw the talisman on the side door of the side hall, went up and took a look, and it was really good paper and sand.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Daoyuan came late, cupped his hands at Feng Tianming and said, "Second Master Feng, please welcome me if I have lost my way, forgive me for my sin."

Li Muchen glanced over with his spiritual sense, and saw that although True Qi flowed on Zhang Daoyuan's body, but the energy was scattered, obviously he hadn't practiced martial arts just now.

It seems that coming out late is just to keep the identity mysterious and dignified.

Feng Tianming also cupped his hands and said, "I'm the one who should forgive you for disturbing Daoist Priest Qingxiu. I brought a friend here today, and I want to come to Guiguan to ask for some red sand and yellow paper."

"I came to the Taoist temple to look for red sand and yellow paper. I really can't think of anything else other than making talismans." Zhang Daoyuan looked at Li Muchen, "It seems that he is also a fellow.

"Li Muchen." Li Muchen said.

Zhang Daoyuan was slightly taken aback, and looked Li Muchen up and down.

The young Taoist beside him suddenly pointed and said, "So you are Li Muchen!"

"Daozhang Zhang knows Mr. Li?" Feng Tianming asked in surprise.

Zhang Daoyuan laughed: "Where is it, Xiaodao lives in seclusion here, so how could he know Mr. Li. It's just that the Lin family went all over the world to find a Daoist surnamed Li a few days ago, and it must be this Mr. Li."

Li Muchen smiled slightly and didn't say much.

Zhang Daoyuan asked: "I don't know where Mr. Li is practicing in the fairy mountain?"

Li Muchen said: "Kunlun."

Zhang Daoyuan chuckled and said, "Mr. Li really likes to joke."

Li Muchen didn't explain either.

He knew quite a few masters of the Talisman Sect, but Zhang Daoyuan's Taoism was too shallow and his level was too low, so it was useless to explain it to him.

Seeing that Li Muchen was silent, Zhang Daoyuan felt a little displeased, so he said to the disciples beside him, "Go and get some cinnabar and yellow paper for him."

The disciple went out.

The room fell into silence, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Feng Tianming broke the silence and said, "Daozhang Zhang, I've been feeling depressed and upset recently, and I want to ask the Taoist priest to help me."

Zhang Daoyuan smiled and said: "I think the second master is lucky, and recently met a nobleman. There is no need to worry about minor physical problems. Let me draw a talisman for you."

Feng Tianming was overjoyed, it was not easy to ask Zhang Daoyuan to bestow a talisman, but today he took the initiative to ask.

"Then thank you Daoist Zhang."

The little Taoist brought a pack of cinnabar, a jar of prepared cinnabar ink, and a stack of cut yellow paper.

Zhang Daoyuan picked up the brush on the pen stand next to him, dipped it in cinnabar ink, and began to draw symbols.

I saw that his pen was like a dragon and a snake, and his pen was like flying.

Even Li Muchen has to admit that the movement of this Taoist talisman is so beautiful.

It's a pity that the real fairy art is not for people to see.

Zhang Daoyuan's hand, in the eyes of a layman, does have a bit of a superior demeanor.

It's just that in Li Muchen's eyes, apart from his free and easy movements, he is useless.

Zhang Daoyuan drew the talisman and gave it to Feng Tianming.

Feng Tianming took the talisman and thanked him a thousand times.

Zhang Daoyuan glanced at Li Muchen, seeing that Li Muchen didn't respond, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

For this talisman, he deliberately omitted a stroke.

As long as he is a disciple of the Fulu Sect, he can tell at a glance.

Zhang Daoyuan concluded that Li Muchen was just a charlatan who came to the wealthy Hecheng family to collect money.

Feng Tianming paid the money and prepared to leave.

Li Muchen suddenly said, "I want to try this cinnabar."

After all, without using a pen, I dipped my hands in some cinnabar ink and smeared it on the yellow paper.

After a while, he drew messily on the paper, like a child's graffiti.

"Mr. Li, how about this cinnabar?" Zhang Daoyuan asked with a smile.

Li Muchen said: "It's okay, but the preparation is a bit thin."

Zhang Daoyuan snorted coldly and said, "Then Mr. Li will trouble you to go back and make it yourself. See off the guests!"

Li Muchen and Feng Tianming went out together.

Suddenly, the little Taoist priest ran out again, called Feng Tianming over, and whispered.

Li Muchen is far away, but his hearing is hard to hear.

The little Taoist said: "Second Master Feng, my master asked me to remind you that this Mr. Li is a charlatan, please be careful."

Feng Tianming glanced at Li Muchen suspiciously.

After watching them drive away, the little Taoist went back and returned to Zhang Daoyuan.

The little Taoist asked: "Master, is this person surnamed Li really a liar?"

Holding the blue and white teacup, Zhang Daoyuan gently blew the foam on the tea soup, and said leisurely: "He can't even understand the most basic talisman, look at the talisman he drew, can it be called a talisman?"

The little Taoist glanced at the "ghost painting talisman" left by Li Muchen on the table, and laughed out loud.

Stretching out his hand to take it, as soon as he touched the talisman paper, his fingers felt numb.

He didn't know what was going on, but suddenly he heard a thunder and a bang, which startled Zhang Daoyuan.

"Go out and have a look."

Zhang Daoyuan hurriedly put down the teacup, the tea splashed out and landed on the "ghost painting talisman" drawn by Li Muchen.

The two walked out of the room, but they didn't notice that behind them, the talisman paper was slowly melting in the tea, and the strokes on the paper turned into rays of light, soaring into the sky.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Zhang Daoyuan looked up and saw several golden lights flying over his head.

"Thunder on the flat ground, sword energy flying into the sky!"

"Quick! Quick! Bring the incense. This is a sign of the arrival of the immortal. I want to burn incense and pray to welcome the immortal!"

The little Taoist hurriedly brought incense and lighted it for Zhang Daoyuan.

Zhang Daoyuan knelt on the ground in the yard, held the incense over his head, and muttered something.

...

Li Muchen took the dansha yellow paper home, took a taxi, and hurried to Haizhou Hotel.

When he reached the hotel entrance, Li Muchen was stopped by security guards who asked him what he was doing.

Zhang Yiping and Zhou Xu were chatting in the hotel lobby.

Zhou Xu caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure outside the gate.

He poked Zhang Yiping and motioned: "Brother Zhang, look outside, isn't that Li Muchen?"

Zhang Yiping looked outside, isn't it, it's Li Muchen, who seemed to be about to come in, but was stopped by the security guard.

"Go, go and have a look."

The two came to the gate.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yiping asked.

Seeing Zhang Yiping, the security guard immediately stood at attention and said, "Young Master Zhang, this man said he came to discuss business with Mr. Chen on behalf of the Lin family. I thought he was renting out a taxi, so I asked a few more questions."

"Representing the Lin family?" Zhou Xu next to him laughed sharply, "Li Muchen, aren't you working as a waiter at Qinmin Restaurant? When did you become the representative of the Lin family? Your restaurant bought the Lin family?"

Speaking of this, he almost burst into tears from laughing.

As soon as the security guard heard about it, "It's fortunate that Young Master Zhang and your friend are here, otherwise I would have been cheated by him."

Then he wanted to drive Li Muchen away in disgust.

Zhang Yiping also found it funny.

However, he still maintained the demeanor that a high-class son should have, stopped the security guard, and said to Li Muchen:

"Your reason is too far-fetched, no one will believe it. If you are here to stay in the hotel, we welcome it, but let me remind you that Haizhou is a five-star hotel, and the rooms are very expensive."