From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 98 Red Cloth Statue [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

"dong dong dong"

"dong dong dong"

"dong dong dong"

Li Yang opened the door impatiently, and the person in front of him was not the talkative Zhao Ziyao, but her graduate school senior.

"Is there a problem?"

"Master, there is no water in my room. Do you have any drinkable water?" Lu Ping tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking pure and lovely.

"No."

With a bang, the door was slammed shut by Li Yang.

Lu Ping was dumbfounded and had to continue knocking on the door.

"Master, there is an unopened bottle on your table..."

Lu Ping took the opportunity to enter the house, but was ruthlessly stopped by Li Yang.

Li Yang looked back and saw that there was indeed a bottle of ice water on the table. It was the ice water that Zhao Ziyao had brought over earlier.

"Oh, that's gone now."

"What?" Lu Ping was confused.

Li Yang took the water, and after he finished, he slammed the door shut, leaving Lu Ping alone and disheveled outside...

After Zhao Ziyao gave her father the hangover medicine, she returned to the room and saw the dignified, beautiful and graceful senior sister Lu Ping sitting on the bed with her knees hugged. She didn't even react when her expensive skirt was wrinkled.

Seeing Zhao Ziyao coming back, Lu Ping raised her head with some doubt in her life: "Ziyao, do you think I'm pretty?"

"You look good. So many people like you, and your breasts are so big~" Zhao Ziyao exaggeratedly made an arc in front of her chest. "Yeah, it's bigger than mine."

Lu Ping's mouth twitched and she almost cried, so she simply lowered her head again.

Not knowing Li Yang’s temper, after being locked out for the second time, she no longer dared to knock.

Of course, because she had some ulterior motives, and in Lu Ping's opinion, she was trying to steal Zhao Ziyao's girl, so she didn't continue to ask questions after Zhao Ziyao came back.

If she knew that Li Yang was from Baiyun Mountain, then she could borrow the things in Li Yang's room that night...

The next morning, Li Yang was overjoyed. Thanks to the sobering medicine, the drunken old village chief finally sobered up.

The old village chief felt a little embarrassed for losing his composure in front of a group of younger generations, so he agreed to Li Yang's request and took Li Yang to the home of the village elders in the morning.

The village chronicles are the most important heritage of a village and are usually kept by the most respected people in the village. The old village chief already regretted the boast he made in front of his daughter yesterday.

But when Zhao Ziyao was making breakfast in the morning, when he saw that Li Yang's bowl actually contained two poached eggs and obviously more minced meat than the others, the old father's alarm bells went off. Why did this juicy cabbage have to push against the pig?

The old village chief was in a hurry. As soon as he put down his chopsticks, he shouted that he would help Li Yang solve the problem and then get him out as soon as possible.

The old village chief Li Yangle was so urgent. Nanxi Village was extremely large, with all kinds of shops, gold shops, pharmacies and shopping malls.

When Li Yang and the old village chief passed by a shopping mall, they found that there were police cars roaring in front of the gold shop at the entrance of the mall, and many police officers were going in and out, appearing to be extremely busy.

"What's so interesting about this?" The old village chief walked for a while and found Li Yang standing in front of the gold shop, so he turned back. "I know the owner of this gold shop. All the gold and silver jewelry in the shop were stolen a few days ago. This is a big case. Now the owner's wife is trying to commit suicide by jumping off the building."

"But fortunately, that man had some conscience, and all the cash that the boss had put in the safe was not lost, so at least there was a way out."

"Oh, stop looking, let's go quickly, uncle should be getting up." Seeing that Li Yang still stopped, the old village chief pulled Li Yang's arm and walked forward. He was anxious to see off this white and tender little pig.

Li Yang smiled and followed the old village chief's pace. He put his middle finger and thumb together and twisted them, and a breath of air from the gold shop floated at his fingertips.

The room where the great-uncle mentioned by the old village chief lived was very luxurious, almost like a detached villa. In Li Yang's impression, only the rural areas in Minjian were so luxurious.

Li Yang was a little surprised. Along the way, it seemed that Nanxi Village was indeed a little too prosperous. This kind of single-family villa was not uncommon. The same was true of the village chief's room where he stayed last night. The various configurations were the same as those of a five-star hotel.

The old uncle was a man over 70 years old. When he heard that the village chief wanted to check the county annals, he looked a little unhappy, but he was the village chief after all, and it was not easy for him to ignore him, so he had to go back to the house with his crutches to look for the county annals.

Li Yang and the old village chief stayed in the hall and sat quietly drinking tea. There was also a statue of a god enshrined in the center of the hall. The old uncle might be too old and did not prepare pig heads, roast chickens, roast ducks, etc., but the offerings were also extremely luxurious, and the most prominent one was still a plate of Jinhua crispy cakes.

He asked the village chief out of curiosity. The village chief lifted up his jacket to reveal his belly, and shook his collar to fan himself in a somewhat ungraceful manner. Seeing that Li Yang was interested in the statue, his face looked a little strange.

"It's nothing. For people like us, the Shankaka, Buddha, and Jade Emperor can't be introduced here, so we just worship a local god. But who believes in this nowadays?"

"I think the village chief also has this in his house?"

"There are many old traditions in the village. I am implementing the policy, getting to know the local customs and folkways of the villagers, and integrating with them."

After saying that, the village chief looked around and made himself a cup of tea, obviously not wanting to talk any more.

Li Yang smiled and said, "Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, you beat your precious daughter half to death when she ate a shortbread?"

Now it seems that not only Nanshan is interesting, but Nanxi Village is also quite interesting.

Li Yang drank two cups of tea before his old uncle wearing reading glasses came over tremblingly with a yellowed, old book in his hand.

However, as soon as he got it, Li Yang found something strange.

The ancient text on the title page of the village annals is not Nanxi Village, but Wutong Village...
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Zhao Ziyao, who had been clamoring to go with her father Li Yang to read the village history, was ruthlessly rejected.

Still, both of them rejected her!

Zhao Ziyao, who felt somewhat disappointed, was feeling indignant, while Gong Qi and Lu Ping, who were getting ready to dress, began to urge her.

"Let's go. It's almost twelve o'clock and the fog over Nanshan will soon dissipate."

Seeing Senior Sister Lu Ping who was so enthusiastic about Nanshan, Zhao Ziyao was a little confused.
"Senior, why do you like Nanshan so much? Who is there in Nanshan?"

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go quickly, otherwise we won't be able to leave when your father comes back." Lu Ping patted Zhao Ziyao's forehead and said with a smile.

"That's right, Ziyao, don't you want to go see your godmother?" Gong Qi fixed his hairstyle and persuaded Zhao Ziyao.

Zhao Ziyao watched Wu Min's funeral last night and felt a little disappointed.

"Mountain fog only appears once every half a month. Now that it has dissipated, there is no danger." Seeing Zhao Ziyao hesitating, Lu Ping hurriedly persuaded her.

After being turned down by Li Yang, Lu Ping decided to go to Nanshan to try her luck at finding an immortal according to the information she had obtained.

(End of this chapter)