This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

In Wang Xiaoer's palm, the golden beetle was crawling around happily.

It nuzzled the finger with its head, then circled around to the palm line, full of energy, like a golden bean that had come to life.

A-Yue watched quietly.

The tear stains on her face hadn't dried yet, but the ecstasy in her eyes slowly subsided, turning into a resigned expression.

She knew that it was no longer possible to bring the golden silkworm gu back to the Miao village.

It can't live without this man.

It's like a gamer who suddenly discovers an NPC who can provide unlimited mana potions; how could he possibly give that up?

Wang Xiaoer is that NPC, a mobile super power bank.

A-Yue was torn between her inner thoughts and her own.

On one side was the old woman's earnest expectation.

On the other side, there is the joy and longing that the Golden Silkworm Gu experiences after being reborn, emanating from the depths of its bloodline.

Forcibly taking it away is tantamount to strangling it with your own hands.

After a long while, she let out a long breath, as if she had made some important decision.

She raised her head, looked at the innocent-looking Wang Xiaoer, and her expression was serious.

"The Golden Silkworm Gu will be temporarily kept here with you."

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoer hadn't reacted yet.

A-Yue didn't give him a chance to object, and continued in a very fast voice, "I'll take it with me when it's willing to come with me."

After saying that, she took two steps toward the alley entrance, stretched out her slender finger, pointed to the window on the second floor of Qiankun Agency, and said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"To make it easier to take care of it, I'll be living here from today onwards."

"Your second floor is so big, just partition off a room for me."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoer was completely dumbfounded.

Zhang Chen, standing next to him, bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"No!"

He blurted it out without even thinking.

"Absolutely not! I disagree!"

Are you kidding me?

Let this crazy woman move in? Does that mean he can't keep his firm open? Does that mean he can't have a peaceful life for the rest of his days?

He hid for five years, only to end up hiding in his own home?

A-Yue didn't even glance at him, but slowly raised her wrist.

On her fair wrist, the delicate silver bells swayed gently.

"jingle……"

A clear and melodious bell rang, echoing through the quiet alley.

Zhang Chen's expression froze instantly.

He felt the magical power within his body, which had just begun to settle down, start to become sluggish and chaotic again, like a traffic jam during rush hour, a complete mess.

A familiar sense of powerlessness welled up inside me.

He opened his mouth, but all his objections got stuck in his throat, and in the end he could only squeeze out two words through his teeth.

"...You're ruthless."

Zhang Chen shut his mouth in frustration, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

So, on this ordinary morning, Qiankun Agency inexplicably gained a new member, who also became a tenant.

And a new pet.

Ah Yue was decisive and efficient, and didn't treat herself as an outsider at all.

She pointed to the largest storage room on the second floor and said to Wang Xiaoer, "This room, please tidy it up for me."

Then he turned to Zhang Chen, whose face was dark, and said, "Hey, you there, go buy me some toiletries, and also, I need a top-of-the-line computer."

Veins bulged on Zhang Chen's forehead.

Wang Xiaoer looked at this and then at that, and finally obediently ran upstairs to start tidying up the room.

From that day on, the firm's daily routine took a completely unexpected and chaotic turn.

first day.

Zhang Chen spread out talisman paper on the wooden table in the living room, concentrated his mind, and prepared to draw a high-level "evil-repelling talisman".

He had just picked up his vermilion pen and dotted the first talisman.

"Clang~ Clang~ Clang~"

The resounding bells rang throughout the firm like thunder.

A-Yue was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with her newly bought laptop on her lap. The screen displayed a somber mural of the dead, and she had the speakers turned up to the maximum volume.

It is "The Requiem for the Dead".

Zhang Chen's hand trembled, and the cinnabar at the tip of his brush left a glaring ink dot on the talisman paper.

A valuable talisman is now useless.

He raised his head and stared intently at the back of A-Yue's head, his eyes practically spitting fire.

A-Yue didn't turn her head, but simply said something indifferently.

"Don't make a sound, I'm rewatching the plot."

the next day.

A-Yue was practicing Gu poison in her room.

Various bottles and jars were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with an indescribable smell, a mixture of herbs and fishy odors.

She was carefully dripping a drop of dark green liquid into a ceramic jar.

"The Tao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. Nameless, it is the origin of Heaven and Earth; named, it is the mother of all things..."

Zhang Chen's voice came from outside the door, not too loud, not too soft, just loud enough for her to hear clearly.

He moved a small stool and sat down at A-Yue's door, holding a thread-bound book in his hand, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

The sound carried a strange rhythm, as if it could wash away all filth and purify all evil spirits.

The restless poisonous insects in the jars in A-Yue's room instantly quieted down.

A-Yue's hand, which was holding the dropper, froze in mid-air, her face turning ashen.

She flung open the door and glared at Zhang Chen.

"What are you doing!"

Zhang Chen didn't even lift his eyelids and continued reading.

"Therefore, one should always be without desire in order to observe its subtlety; one should always have desire in order to observe its manifestations..."

"you!"

A-Yue stomped her feet in anger, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She can't just take action against someone because they're chanting scriptures, can she?

The air in the office was filled with the stench of Gu worms on one side and the pure energy of Taoist magic on the other, clearly distinct yet tearing each other apart.

Wang Xiaoer, sandwiched in the middle, felt that his sense of smell and hearing had been greatly enhanced.

In the days that followed, the two almost demolished the agency in their fight over the computer to play games.

"This is my promotion match! Get out of my way!" Zhang Chen tried to push A Yue away from the computer.

"Why should I! I haven't finished my arena match yet! Your computer screen is bigger, you can have my laptop!" Ah Yue fiercely protected her keyboard.

Zhang Chen looked at him with disdain: "You're playing in the arena? Look at your skills, you're practically giving away points!"

A-Yue roared, "What do you know! I can take them down in one combo! What kind of skill do you need? You're just a guy who stands still and keeps attacking, what right do you have to talk to me like that?"

Zhang Chen sneered, "I don't belong to the league anymore. I play mid lane now! My Twisted Fate lands with Zhonya's Hourglass, dominating the whole game!"

Wang Xiaoer carefully squeezed between the two men, carrying a bowl of freshly made instant noodles.

"Gentlemen, your takeout has arrived. Could you please pause your holy war for a moment?"

He placed the takeout box on the table, and the two temporarily ceased their fight, angrily starting to snatch the chicken leg from the takeout.

Wang Xiaoer was happy to have some peace and quiet.

Besides cleaning and handling some simple tasks, he spends the rest of his time feeling the increasingly refined Taoist energy within his body.

Or, tease the golden silkworm gu that has already attached itself to him.

This little thing has completely changed since it was "fully charged" by his luck.

It was no longer dull and gray, but gleaming with gold, like an exquisite gold ornament.

It no longer needed a box; it would simply perch on Wang Xiaoer's wrist or slip into his pocket every day, behaving as obediently as a pendant.

Wang Xiaoer discovered that this little creature was extremely intelligent.

Sometimes when he felt restless, the Golden Silkworm Gu would gently crawl on his wrist, bringing a cool sensation that instantly calmed him down.

Even more amazing is its extraordinary ability to foresee danger.

Once, when Wang Xiaoer was going down the stairs, he didn't notice a water stain under his feet and was about to step on it.

The golden silkworm gu on his wrist suddenly chirped twice and nudged him with its head.

Wang Xiaoer instinctively pulled his foot back, thus avoiding a slip.

He grew to like the little golden creature more and more.

A week passed in this noisy yet strangely peaceful atmosphere.

That afternoon, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

A chubby young man walked in through the door, wearing black-rimmed glasses and looking panicked.

It was the same chubby tech-savvy guy who had helped out in the internet cafe incident.

He glanced around and his gaze precisely locked onto Zhang Chen, who was on the sofa fighting with A Yue for the remote control.

The next second, the fat man pounced like a hungry tiger and suddenly grabbed Zhang Chen's leg.

With a "thump," he knelt down firmly.

Zhang Chen and A Yue were both stunned.

The fat man was crying with tears streaming down his face, his voice trembling with despair.

"Brother Chen! Help!"

"I...I think I've gotten myself into big trouble online!"