Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll

Chapter 28: Become a Disciple (I)

Zhao Qi slept late last night, so he took a nap at noon. But he was woken up just after a short while - the town owner's wife Liu Jiao was nagging her daughter in the main room. Zhao Qi could only vaguely hear some words like "Are you ashamed?" and "You're running to someone else's house to be a maid before you even get married." Chen Xiu's voice was even more chattering, like a magpie that had discovered something great.

He frowned and closed his eyes, feeling extremely disgusted. When he was in the mountains, he always felt miserable and depressed. When he first came down the mountain to find his master, he thought the world was bustling and the customs in each city were different, which was quite interesting. But now, he gradually found that there were only stupid and dirty people around him, and he missed the days in the mountains.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, and the noise over there suddenly subsided. They must have realized that this would disturb his peace. But this made him snort in his heart again - these people are no different from livestock, they act entirely on instinct. If they want to make noise, they will make noise immediately. After a while, when the instinct fades away, they will remember what human beings should be like. This is still relatively smart. The stupider ones don't even realize this and dirty their magic swords for nothing.

Sleepiness slowly came over him. Just when Zhao Qi thought he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a shout: "Nonsense!"

Then the voice suddenly lowered. It should be the town master Chen Xin's voice. This surprised Zhao Qi. Why did this old daughter slave get angry? What did his daughter do?

But now he was even angrier than Chen Xin. He got off the bed, opened the door and was about to scold them. But when he opened the door, he saw Chen Xin coming out of the room, shaking his hands and lowering his voice: "...What kind of god is Master Zhao? Ah? How can I tell him to -"

When he turned around and saw Zhao Qi standing in front of the door, he immediately stopped talking, bowed with a smile on his face and said, "Ah, Master, please forgive me, have I disturbed your peace again? I will--"

Zhao Qi glanced at Chen Xiu who was quickly retreating from the main room door, and snorted coldly with a straight face: "What do you want me to do?"

"Oh, my goodness! How dare I ask you to do anything? It's just nonsense from a child..."

Zhao Qi slightly raised his face and narrowed his eyes. Chen Xin quickly interrupted him, "Alas, this is what happened. I spoiled my daughter. She went to the east of the town this morning and met that... kid named Li Jiye. They talked for a few words. When she came back, she told me how smart that kid was and how he had no family. He wanted to worship you, the Immortal Master, as his master. She wanted me to ask you for help - this is outrageous! I asked what kind of person the Immortal Master is? Is it something I can ask for help? Besides, can anyone be the Immortal Master's disciple? That kid..."

Zhao Qi's expression eased a little: "He is interested in Taoism?"

"Alas, what does a kid know about morality? Can he become a disciple just like that? He has nothing to offer. What does he have to offer? Besides, what do you need to prepare for becoming a disciple? A pig..."

"Haha." Zhao Qi sneered, "Do you know what opportunity is?"

Chen Xin opened his mouth in astonishment: "Ah?"

Zhao Qi was too lazy to care about this stupid villager anymore. He threw his sleeves and walked out the door. What is opportunity? Last night he was still thinking about how to accept that boy as his disciple to accomplish his great cause. Today, it was delivered to his door. This is opportunity!

After he pushed the front door open and walked out, Chen Xin straightened his back and turned to look into the main room. Chen Xiu smiled with narrowed eyes, gave her father a thumbs up, and was gently tapped on the head by her mother.

When Zhao Qi walked to the door of Xue's house, he saw that only one of the door panels facing outward was removed, and a young man in a coarse brown shirt was sitting on a bench by the door basking in the sun. Looking more closely, he was not basking in the sun - the most comfortable sitting posture for a lazy person should be to lean against the wall, slightly tilt his face up, and slump his neck and brown spine. But the young man's back was very straight, and he was just staring at the torrent of Jinshui River in a trance, thinking about something.

When Zhao Qi took a few steps closer, the young man seemed to have heard the voice and turned around, so Zhao Qi could see his appearance clearly. This was a very handsome young man, and indeed, as the girl from the Chen family said, he was worthy of the description of being elegant and graceful. Even in such a plain dress, he could not hide his noble aura, which made Zhao Qi feel relieved. If there was really an ugly and clumsy person following him, it would be really annoying.

But when the boy made eye contact with him, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around, grabbed the bench under him and ran back into the house. This reaction made Zhao Qi frown... Could it be that he was still a cowardly and timid person? Although he wanted to use his personality, this kind of personality was easy to control, but it was always unpleasant.

But when he walked to the door of Xue's house, this displeasure disappeared - the young man walked out again. Zhao Qi found that there were still some wet marks on his face, and the scattered hair on his forehead was also wet, but he smoothed it down with his hands. Now he stood with his hands hanging down, facing him, but his eyes only fell on his chest, looking respectful but not humble or arrogant.

It turned out that he had seen him, so he quickly ran back to the house to wash his face. After all, he was a descendant of a family with a hundred years of inheritance, and he was not comparable to the Chen family who suddenly rose to power.

Zhao Qi smiled in his heart, and stood in front of the door, staring at him for a while with a half-smile, and said, "Are you Li Jiye?"

Li Wuxiang's lips trembled slightly, and then he whispered, "Yes."

"Do you know who I am?" Li Wuxiang lowered his head a little lower: "You are Master Zhao."

Zhao Qi nodded and asked knowingly, "How did you know that?"

"The Immortal Master's demeanor..." Li Wuxiang took a deep breath, obviously trying to calm his excitement, "There is no one else like him in Jinshui."

This was pleasant to hear, and much more appropriate than Chen Xin's words such as "great magical powers", "overwhelming", "heaven and earth" - was it a compliment or a sarcasm? But Zhao Qi had no expression on his face, just nodded slightly again and stepped into the door.

He saw two stoves in the wing room, one large and one small. There was a small table on the side of the small stove near the door, and a small stool next to it. It looked clean, but there was some black dust accumulated in the gaps between the wood grain that could not be cleaned away. He frowned and wanted to go out and stay.

But before he could move, Li Wuxiang immediately came up to him, spread a white cloth on the stool, and then stood two steps away in a proper manner.

Zhao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and all the unhappiness that had accumulated in his heart because he had not been able to take a nap disappeared. He lifted the skirt of his skirt and sat down.

"Li Jiye."

"exist."

"I heard that you want to take me as your master?"

Li Wuxiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but look up at him, then immediately lowered his eyes: "Yes."

This reaction made Zhao Qi smile in his heart. If he had always been so submissive, he would have thought that this young man was too scheming, but now this involuntary performance revealed the young man's true nature, which made him look more pleasing to the eye.

So he leaned back slightly nonchalantly and looked around the house again: "But I heard that the owner of Jinshui Town also wants to recruit you as his son-in-law. He has only one daughter, so Jinshui Town will naturally be yours in the future. You come from a noble family, so have you ever thought about staying here and building your own business?"

Just as Li Wuxiang was about to speak, Zhao Qi raised his hand slightly and said, "Practicing is hard and extremely dangerous. You will have to follow me in the open air, travel around the world, and even worry about your life. Can you bear this hardship?"

Li Wuxiang gritted his teeth, suddenly walked to Zhao Qi, and knelt on the ground, almost completely in front of Zhao Qi: "Master! I don't want any foundation! From the day my family died out, I figured it out. All the glory and wealth in the world are empty... If I was a god like you, even if I can't protect the entire Lijia Bay, how can I not protect my family? Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

At this time, his true nature was fully revealed. Zhao Qi nodded in his heart and sighed slightly. He might be the only one left in the Ranshan Sect now. If he was lucky enough to find the Golden Chanzi, he would be the new leader of the Ranshan Sect and would have to take in one or two disciples to strengthen the sect. The young man in front of him had a good heart, no worries, and noble aura. He was the best candidate. If he hadn't been using him, he might have really thought of choosing him as his successor today. What a pity.

He smiled slightly: "You can see through this, your character is good. But to enter the door of cultivation, you need to look at more than just character—"

He spread out his hands on his knees: "Give me your left hand."

Li Wuxiang hesitated for a moment and then handed over his wrist.

He knew the most dangerous moment had arrived.

　Now I am ranked third in the category signing list! Come on! Go for the first place!

　　The second update will be at eight in the morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)