Wife is hell

Chapter 76 Xueying, you must not be impolite when you meet the real person (Please continue reading)
"Master, what's wrong with Mr. Mu?"

Master Wenhe stared blankly at Mu Qingshan's dejected figure as she walked away, completely bewildered.

Master Hongyuan also looked completely bewildered.

Mu Qingshan has always been spirited and unrestrained; when has she ever looked so dejected?
It's like his wife ran off with someone else.

Moreover, the person they were running from was a transgender person.

Xiao Hai, standing to the side, couldn't help but guess:

"Just now, Mr. Mu said that those juniors at Wenhua Mountain are formidable, and he readily admits defeat. Could it be that Mr. Mu has already sparred with them?"

"It can't be that bad,"

Master Wenhe smacked his lips.

“Mr. Mu was once a guest scholar at Baiyang Academy and is renowned for his profound knowledge of books. How could he possibly lose to a junior so easily?”

Xiao Hai lowered his voice and said:
“Master, you may not know this, but Wu Jing is the most outstanding rising star of Wenhua Mountain in recent years. He is knowledgeable and insightful. Even Fairy Miaozhu has publicly praised his extraordinary comprehension.”

Moreover, the triennial Wenyan Dao Conference is coming up soon, and I've heard that Wenhua Mountain intends to nominate him as their representative to participate in the core Dao discussion sessions.

"so smart?"

Master Wenhe was somewhat surprised.

He turned to Master Hongyuan, his tone tinged with worry:

“Master, it seems that Wenhua Mountain is determined to embarrass you this time.”

Master Hongyuan chuckled, completely unconcerned.

"It's alright. That old woman just wants to put me in a better position. What's wrong with letting her put me in a better position for once? I've always been magnanimous, so let her put me in a better position."

As he spoke, he turned to Xiao Hai and instructed him:

"I'll find a chance to set fire to that old woman's bamboo grove later."

Xiao Hai was speechless.

At this moment, a young Taoist priest stepped forward and reported:
"Uncle-Master Wenhe, a young master named Mu Jiang has come to visit and is currently waiting in the side hall."

"Mu Jiang? Fellow Taoist Mu?"

Master Wenhe was taken aback, then overjoyed, "That's wonderful! I was just about to go find him."

He quickly said to Master Hongyuan:

“Master, this Fellow Daoist Mu Jiang is the talisman-making prodigy I mentioned to you before. He is very likely a personal disciple of Fairy Miaozhu.”

"Oh?"

Master Hongyuan frowned. "Logically speaking, given Fellow Daoist Ling's aloof and solitary nature, it's highly unlikely that he would accept a disciple, especially a male one. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Master Wenhe patted his chest and guaranteed:

“Master, there’s absolutely no mistake. Although that kid is stubborn and refuses to admit it, deliberately trying to cover it up, with my discerning eye, I can see at a glance that he must be Fairy Miaozhu’s esteemed disciple.”

As for what you said about not being able to accept male disciples... the actions of a master are difficult to fathom, so how could we possibly know her true thoughts?

Take you, Master, for example. Although you criticize that guy from Wenhua Mountain every day, don't you still wear the undergarment he wore when he was young every time you go to sleep?

"Cough cough!!"

Xiao Hai coughed forcefully.

Master Wenhe then realized the truth.

Sensing the sudden chill in the air around him, he pleaded weakly, his face contorted with despair, "Master... please have mercy on me!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

Master Hongyuan's face flushed red, and he kicked him away.

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In the side hall.

Jiang Mu was leisurely sipping his tea, moistening his slightly dry throat, waiting for the next "challenger" to arrive.

With nothing else to do, the actress in green started singing opera again.

"Having mastered countless techniques, such exquisite talent is rarely seen. It leaves one speechless, one's soul soaring in the heavens..."

She moved lightly with her lotus-like steps in green, her water sleeves fluttering gracefully, her skirt swaying like flowing clouds and swirling snow.

Her posture was delicate and charming, just like a crabapple tree under the moon bearing dew.

Her eyes, gazing at Jiang Mu, were brimming with tender affection, like rippling spring water, unspoken yet full of unspoken words. Just as she was singing with great enthusiasm, a rough voice rang out: "Fellow Daoist Mu, I apologize for keeping you waiting."

But then, Master Wenhe's plump figure strode into the hall, his face full of apology, and he bowed deeply as he stepped forward.
"Fellow Daoist Mu, please forgive me. My master was just giving a lecture and kept you waiting."

Behind Master Wenhe, Master Hongyuan entered slowly, maintaining an air of otherworldly elegance.

However, the moment Master Hongyuan entered the hall, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the center of the hall, where the man in green was standing, his expression grave.

"Is there a yin energy?"

He pressed two fingers together on his forehead, then slightly separated them.

Between his fingers, a divine eye, gleaming with a hazy white light, suddenly opened.

The woman in green changed her expression and transformed into a wisp of green smoke, rushing to Jiang Mu's side.

At this moment, the bell in Jiang Mu's arms trembled silently.

The blue-robed soul became somewhat translucent, and the yin energy around it disappeared, as if it had been completely isolated and hidden.

Master Hongyuan scanned the entire hall with his divine eye but found nothing unusual. He frowned and muttered, "Strange, could it be that I sensed something wrong?"

Seeing that the other party hadn't noticed her, the woman in green patted her chest and said with lingering fear:

"This old Taoist priest is quite frightening."

"Master!"

Seeing his master standing there in a daze at the door for a long time, Master Wenhe quickly called out to him.

Master Hongyuan came to his senses, temporarily suppressing his doubts, and came to Jiang Mu, looking him up and down.

He bowed slightly and smiled:

"I had previously heard Wenhe praise Fellow Daoist Mu as an outstanding person, and today I have seen him. He is indeed handsome and has an extraordinary appearance. His appearance does have three-tenths of my own youthful charm."

The crowd stared at Hongyuan's long, narrow face and fell silent.

Jiang Mu returned the greeting: "Junior Mu Jiang greets the esteemed master."

Master Hongyuan stroked his beard and smiled, "I heard from Wenhe that Fellow Daoist Mu has quite a bit of experience in making talismans?"

Jiang Mu humbly replied, "I know a little, I know a little."

As he spoke, he took out two talismans that he had prepared beforehand and handed them to Daoist Wenhe:

"Master Wenhe, regarding the talismans you gave me earlier, I am only of limited skill and could barely repair two of them. Please take a look and see if the effect is acceptable?"

Jiang Mu did not give Runyu Talisman and Golden Light Protective Talisman.

That's his current source of income.

He simply made minor repairs to the two original talismans given to him by the other party, based on his memory.

One is a regular amulet, with the added benefits of warding off cold and dampness.

The other one is a feng shui talisman.

The changes are minor, only slightly harmonizing the flow of energy within a small area, making it more gentle and smooth.

Just as Master Wenhe was about to excitedly reach out to take it, an even faster hand reached out from the side.

They snatched the talisman first.

Upon seeing that it was his own master, Daoist Wenhe pouted somewhat dejectedly and had no choice but to tiptoe and lean over to watch together.

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at the same time.

A middle-aged woman dressed in a black Taoist robe, accompanied by a pretty young girl, also arrived at Hongyuan Peak.

It was Zhao Ling and her disciple Shi Xueying.

"Snowy Tassel,"

Zhao Ling stopped, straightened her clothes, and solemnly instructed,
"Master Hongyuan is a respected elder of the Daoist school, highly virtuous and revered. When you meet him, you must be extremely respectful and show no disrespect whatsoever, understand?"

Shi Xueying took a deep breath and nodded nervously: "Disciple understands."

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