I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 187

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Yao was sitting on the threshold of the Yaozhu Inn drinking porridge when the old Taoist smelled the smell of meat coming down from the second road.

As they had thought before, the inn's business plummeted.

Although red ginseng wine will still be sold today, no one is queuing up to buy it.

The names of Young Master Liu and Le Sheng are bigger than what Gu Yao thought before.

Because the yamen is opposite, there are few pedestrians on this road, and the yamen's catchers will not be so stupid that under the eyes of the boss, they are all shops far away, and the business of the inn is even more deserted.

But Wu Shuzhu seemed very satisfied, she sat on the stool with Gu Mu, happily drinking the salty meat porridge: "Yesterday Xiao Er and the cook both ran away, what should we do if there are guests?"

"However, Gu Yao, your craftsmanship is also good, otherwise, how about you being a cook here?"

Gu Yao rolled his eyes and ignored her.

Seeing the old man coming down, he stood up and ran to the back kitchen to bring out another pot of porridge: "Old man, come, for breakfast, how about some Luoyang chicken?"

The old man sat slowly at the door, with the pot between his legs, and took a big copper spoon to drink. He babbled while drinking, "Why is it salty? Luoyang's chickens also eat salt?"

"Maybe the salt we bought in the past was impure, so the taste was bland."

The old Taoist frowned when he heard the words, and then relaxed: "Oh, I remembered, I bought private salt, so the taste is a little weaker, and those bastards may have added a lot of ingredients to it."

Gu Yao almost bit his tongue: "You still buy private salt? The opposite is the Yamen, and you still say that!"

"What are you afraid of? I don't have any evidence. I can't go to Qingshui to dig out our salt jar for such a small matter."

"Too."

The master and apprentice sat on the threshold, drinking porridge, basking in the sun, and watching the occasional people pass by.

After eating almost, Gu Yao took out two or four booklets and handed them over: "Old man, let's see if it's useful? I found it last night."

Two were given by Le Sheng, and the other two were silently written after he returned to the inn last night.

The old man took it, and flipped through it casually: "It's interesting, but it's incomplete. It's a good thing for Yemao, and it's just like that for me. It's useless."

"Instead, this talisman has some meaning, a bit like the rumored talisman of the cloudy sky."

"The cloudy divine rune?"

The old Taoist threw the other three books aside, and took the white paper talisman book: "Actually, it is a talisman used by ghosts, or it is a talisman method used by the ghost world, but it has been lost long ago, and the restrictions in the world are too limited. Big, it’s not very useful, we sneak into the ghost world, it’s just practice, and we usually don’t do it.”

"But what if you know everything?"

"Do you believe in nonsense?"

Gu Yao recalled that the group of wild weeds all raised ghosts and wrote white paper talismans through ghosts, which fit this statement very well, so he told what happened last night again.

As he was talking, the old man yawned again: "It's nothing interesting, how can this group of ordinary weeds be your opponents, from the moment you can beat Zhang Qingchen, you should be like him, with the highest goal A generation of predecessors."

"I know, I am invincible in the same situation."

"Tch, you are also arrogant."

The old man stood up and stretched his waist: "The life is still so comfortable, huh~"

He stood up and leaned against the door to bask in the sun again.

Gu Yao sat on the threshold, did not speak, but looked up slightly at the old man shining in the sun.

At this time, the old man seemed to have lost his cultivation and was just an ordinary old man basking in the sun.

"Okay, let's go, let's go to Duke Zhao's mansion and see what Zhao Luo is capable of."

After being stared at by Gu Yao for a while, the old man seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, he stood up and patted his robe: "Pack up your things, let's go."

"Ah."

Gu Yao responded: "Old man, if we go to the door like this, won't we be blown away by the other side?"

The old Taoist said: "No, you have to reveal your identity, and you have to hold your Jingyuan brand to be upright, and you have to shout a few times at the gate of the mansion of other countries, and you have to tell everyone that you, Gu Yao, are here."

"Ah? Why is that?" Gu Yao didn't understand.

"Every time there is a competition for a place in the Fuxi Pagoda, there are always various methods, and these have become secret rules."

The old man narrowed his eyes and walked with Gu Yao, as if he knew where the Duke's Mansion was: "Generally speaking, there is a high probability that people who have locked the quota will encounter various accidents, from accidents to relatives and friends, to assassinations, etc. These Jing Yesi all know about it, but as long as they don't cause any big trouble, they generally don't care about it."

"Because the people who can do these things have unusual status?"

"Yes, but for the sake of balance, Jing Yesi also allowed the revenge of the designed people like you."

The old road turned a corner, and the two of them came to the busy road, and almost instantly, the sound of yelling poured into the ears of the two of them.

"When you hit the door at this time, you openly pointed out the challenge, and you are telling everyone that this Zhao Luo designed you, and now you have to fight back legally within the rules, because you are on the weak side, and Jing Yesi will protect you."

"Me? The weaker side?" Gu Yao pointed at himself with some uncertainty, "Old man, are you sure we are the weaker side? I think your posture seems to be able to raze the Duke's mansion to the ground."

The old Taoist smiled: "Usually, the designed means can usually tell the status of the designed person."

"For example, if they want to deal with Zhang Qingchen, they will definitely not assassinate him, but will go through various twists and turns, including not limited to the emperor, beauty, exchange and so on."

"And for those who have no background and no support, they will choose a once-and-for-all method."

"Their understanding of you should be that you are just a wild grass. You have good talent and good luck. You are lucky to lose only one move, but you are just a genius. A genius who has not grown up and has no backing is a weak one."

Gu Yao nodded: "The old man, are you going to show your identity this time, tell the world that I have an invincible master, and let them dispel these thoughts?"

To his surprise, the old man shook his head.

"No, on the contrary, in the eyes of these people, I must not be a strong person, let alone let my true identity be discovered. Your backer, on the premise of not joining the sect, can only be Jing Yesi."

Gu Yao asked questions all over his head: "Why?"

"If your big backer in everyone's eyes disappears, then the situation you face will be more dangerous than if you never had a backer."

Gu Yao pondered for a moment, and felt that what the old Taoist said made sense.

Now in the eyes of everyone, he is just a genius, with an ordinary Yemao master, and he solves many difficulties encountered on the road of cultivation by himself.

This invisibly improves their evaluation of themselves.

A genius from a poor family is always more admired by the public than a proud son from a rich family.

If it is revealed that I have a master, and I happen to have been promoted in a few days, and I have been reduced to a truly lonely self, it will make more people covet, and people who have no idea at first will reach out to me.

After all, they originally thought that they had no background, so they had to be more careful when they shot at themselves. After all, the wild dogs walking out of the wild grass would be extremely painful to be bitten after all their efforts.

But once it is discovered that this wild dog is actually a domestic dog. It used to have a great and fierce owner. It is fierce because of the support of the owner. Now it is abandoned. Many people like to beat up a lost dog.

Especially around the neck of this stray dog, there may be a gold collar left by the fierce owner.

"Bah, how can I compare myself to a dog?"

Gu Yao came back to his senses, took a sip, and looked around.

The two had already reached the edge of Luoshui.

The resplendent imperial palace is diagonally opposite.

"As an important minister of the court, the Duke's residence must be a reward from the court. It will only be in this area. Let's just walk around. If it doesn't work, ask a patrolling policeman quickly."

The two walked along the bridge.

This area is located in the eastern part of the palace. All the mansions are in the same format, extremely low-key and luxurious.

It is low-key because the houses are all gray bricks and white walls, and it is luxurious because Te Niang's door knockers are all gold and jade.

No knocker would have survived the night had it not been for the catcher to be seen every few steps.

The two masters and apprentices wandered around. Unexpectedly, the policemen turned a blind eye to them. Instead, they often arrested other civilians in sackcloth and horse-drawn carriages for inquiries.

"Old man, why don't these policemen check us?"

"Because we are Taoist priests, it's normal for Taoist priests to come to dignitaries to sell talismans, medicine, demons, and clothes, so they naturally don't care."

The two searched for a long time, but they did not find the Duke's mansion, but they did find the mansion of King Huainan.

Crowded in the southeast corner.

Judging by the rules, the owner of this mansion is probably not even a mascot in such a corner place, and he can only be said to be eating and waiting to die.

Gu Yao stood at the door and saw that the plaque on the door had faded, but the door knocker was still shiny.

"Old man, do you want to knock on the door?"

The old Taoist stepped forward and touched the door knocker: "No need, just like this door knocker, no one has come to the door for some time, and there is nothing to ask. Or did you kill his grandfather and want to come and tell him?"

"whatever then."

Gu Yao also stepped forward to look at the door knocker: "But how can you tell from the door knocker that no one has been here for a long time?"

"The door knockers of other homes are more or less deformed, and this place is still a little worn." The old man raised the ring, pointed to the intersection of the door knocker and the tiger statue, and said, "But look at this, it's so brand new, it means that there is no one there at all." Use it."

"That's it, I've learned a lot."

The old Taoist said with a smile: "When you run out of money in the future, you can also come here and take away the door knockers of these people. They will know after a long time."

"Forget it, it's all down to this."

The two chatted and joked a few more times, left here, and continued to search for the Duke's Mansion.

It was another endless search, but to the east of the palace, where princes, nobles, high-ranking officials and generals live together, they did not find the Duke's Mansion.

That's why he had to stop a patrolling policeman and ask him one or two questions.

The policeman looked at the two with strange expressions: "You two, do you want to visit Zhao Guogong?"

nod.

His complexion became even weirder: "Zhao Guogong's mansion is in the south, southwest of Luoyang. If you two want to seek refuge, why don't you inquire clearly in advance?"

"Southwest?" The master and apprentice shouted in unison, and then under Gu Yao's gaze, the old man pressed his beard: "Why is this in the southwest? Duke Zhao is so powerful, why doesn't he live here?"

The catcher sneered: "Duke Zhao resigned a long time ago. Although he still holds the position of Duke now, the Zhao family is more like a Taoist temple, so he voluntarily left this area."

He kindly advised: "You two, old and young, don't go to Zhao Guogong's to grab food. If you are capable, you might as well go to Chang'an. If your cultivation is weak, then you should leave here earlier."

"Mr. Zhao, there are many Taoist priests, and their cultivation is weak. Even if they get into the mansion by chance, they can only be treated as transparent people. It is not enough to buy a coffin with a little money."

The old man said: "Thank you for your guidance, my grandpa and grandson know about it."

He pulled Gu Yao away in a hurry.

"Old man, if you come out this time, as long as you are looking for someone, you won't be slapped in the face once or twice."

The old man coughed: "Normally I wouldn't come to Luoyang, my memory made a mistake, it's normal, it's much better in Chang'an."

"Then let's go to Chang'an after dealing with it?"

"Forget it, forget it. The situation in Chang'an is more complicated. It's not sure what the chief is planning. It's better not to go there casually, lest the chief will throw people somewhere when he opens his eyes."

Gu Yao thought about the appearance of the chief, and expressed his agreement: "It's reasonable, the chief can do anything, if there are no accidents, it's better to stay away from him."

"Well, you have that magical machine on your body, and you can barely get a relationship with the gods. The chief can't count you. As long as you don't go to Chang'an, you can barely count as jumping out of the chessboard."

"Speaking of which, you didn't name the magic machine?" Gu Yao asked while touching his chest.

It’s been a long time since I mentioned this thing, and Gu Yao has forgotten it. Every time I mention it, it’s about that magic machine, this magic machine, without even a name, which seems very indecent~
The old Daoist tilted his head: "At the beginning, I gave a very prestigious name, but unfortunately the effect was not good, and this name is useless. When I dig out another piece from Yan Luo, you can pick one yourself after you put it together." .”

He said lightly: "Anyway, this thing is your heart?"

Gu Yao: "All right, I think then, I will definitely let you know that my naming skills are better than yours."

During the bickering between the two, they also found the Duke's Mansion.

If it weren't for this plaque, Gu Yao wouldn't dare to believe it.

Before the relationship, the catcher said it was like a Taoist temple, and he was still modest?
This government office is clearly a Taoist temple.

The two of them just stood outside, and they could see the white smoke lingering inside and the strong fragrance.

Gu Yao glanced at the old man.

The old man nodded.

At that moment, he took a deep breath, took out the token of Jingyuan, stood in front of the gate, and shouted: "Ye Mao Gu Yao, please enlighten me, fellow Taoist Zhao Luo."

He repeated it loudly three times, seeing that there was no movement inside, he sank into his dantian again and used his energy.

"Zhao Luo dares to do it or not? Could it be that you want to invite Jing Yesi to witness?"

"Fourth Grade Jingyuan, Yemao Gu Yao, please Zhao Luo to fight!"

He raised his hand, exerted all his strength, and slapped the door hard.

There was a loud noise, dust rose, and two vermilion doors flew out, and the Taoist boy behind the door was also knocked into the air by the door.

The door opened wide, revealing the scenery inside.

A big tripod was tall, standing in the middle of the yard, the surrounding ground was filled with futons, and Taoist priests were sitting on it. At this moment, they all looked at him with surprised faces, wondering what kind of lunatic dared to provoke trouble.

A few other Taoist priests supported the gate that was blown away by him, and stood on the ground with angry expressions on their faces.

Gu Yao looked at the many Taoist priests inside, sneered, looked around and said, "Please Zhao Luo come out and fight with me."

The Jingyuan Token in his hand was thrown like a shooting star, and it hit hard on the cauldron in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)