Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 52

The old Taoist looked down with a puzzled expression on his face. When he saw the eight big characters, he was obviously stunned, and then instantly understood the meaning of Hua Weiluo's subtle eyes just now, and his old face suddenly became flushed.

"This... who added the words to Pindao!??" The old Taoist held the "Treasure of Monsters" in his hands with trembling hands, and his beard was about to stand up in anger.

"Brother, what's the matter?" The senior uncles standing beside him all leaned over and looked at the book in his hand.

"This..." Several master uncles looked at each other with confused expressions.

"Brother, don't worry, think carefully about whose hands this book was in for the last time?" A senior uncle comforted the old Taoist priest.

"Zhishan! Come here!" The old Taoist stroked his beard and waved towards Zhishan.

"Master..." Zhishan stood tall, walked imposingly to the sidelines and stood still, fisted with both hands, and shouted respectfully to the old Taoist priest.

"I'm asking you, Master, this is the last time for the "Monster Collection", but you took it to read?" The old Taoist asked him with a beard and a stare.

"Yes." Zhishan answered concisely.

"Have you ever lent it to other people to read?" The old Taoist was angry, but he knew Zhishan's character, and with his character, he would definitely not write such words on the book.

"A few days ago I lent it to Xiaodouzi in the small town at the foot of the mountain." Zhishan thought for a while and replied respectfully.

"...Little Douzi?? That seven-year-old naughty boy?" The old Taoist was quite impressed by this name. When his parents came to the Taoist temple to ask him to go down the mountain to exorcise Xiaodouzi, when he got there, the child foamed at the mouth , kept rolling his eyes, twitching all over and talking nonsense, when he first saw him, he was startled, thinking what kind of monster was so powerful, but when he checked carefully, he couldn't feel any evil spirit, Only later did I know that he was pretending to be possessed by an evil spirit to scare his parents. At that time, Xiaodouzi was only three years old, and he was already so naughty.

Year after year, day after day, Xiaodouzi tried every means to lure him down the mountain. After a long time, the old Taoist said to his parents helplessly: "Everyone in this town will be bewitched by evil spirits, but he won't let him down." Yes, with his stubborn temper, the monsters would keep away from him when they saw him!"

So later, whenever Xiaodouzi had anything to do, he let Zhishan go down the mountain.

"No wonder, it's time for him to learn to read and write..." The old Taoist stroked his beard with a headache, threw the "Monster Collection" into Zhishan's hands, and said helplessly: "That's all, that little ancestor I am It gives me a headache when I see it, just go and deal with these few words. Really, how decent it is!!"

Zhishan lowered his head slightly, and a pair of star-like eyes caught a glimpse of the eight large characters on the inner page, a blush could not help appearing on his fair cheeks, and he turned his head to look at the flower sitting on the old banyan tree. He was looking at himself with a curious gossip expression.

"Yes, disciple, let's go!" Zhishan bowed his head, saluted the old Taoist priest, and then turned to leave.

"Wait." The old Taoist called out to stop him.

"What else does Master have to say?"

"It's not easy to see on paper. Your senior sister has almost rested these few days. Tomorrow, you will take her down the mountain and walk around the town. If you need to slay demons, you can take her to have a look." , learn more, and earn some money by the way!"

(End of this chapter)